-Just drops Cori like a sack of potatoes-
Not today! Absolutely not today am I doing this! Who told you that it was okay to touch me? It's not! It is absolutely not okay to touch me! Never touch me! Don't even come near me, you didn't buy the Twofer Pass! The only real thing that's going to happen if you touch me again is the real experience of being beaten up by me!
-Looks back at the Minion before looking back at Cori-
Seriously, don't do that! It drives me nuts!
You have come here, to this place where destiny is made. And where we too will be made anew, Moon-and-Star. I was once a mer, but foolish I was to think that was all I could be. Now am I more, Nerevar, so much more. I have joined with the great mass and the Sixth House is now silent. Come now, join me, for we will be Sharmat.
-Eve sees the yellowness slither up her arms-
Ghghnn... you touched me first.
-She's managing a glare-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-slowly turns to Primero-
"Scram."
-still deadpan-
-Sniffs once and wipes her face with her free hand-
-Welp Benelle went away no use now, kid-
"I'm gonna- gonna put you two rascals away and figure out where the devil we are, ok?
-And she's talking to the ferrets lovely-
-upstairs for a tic and back down a moment later-
[forum cryptid: it/it's]I was taking you to a chair, then you started getting your greasy paws all over my screen! I don't go around grabbing your face, do I? No! Because I don't want to do that because I'm not a sleazoid! I just want people to buy stuff and it's always just a complete mess!
-Eve is easily pulled from Mingoth-
-But the yellowness clings to her hands, and her clothes are beginning to turn.... denim?-
Hahah! We are gods — how could you separate gods? We are gods. We are gods. We are gods. And we are now Sharmat. A star is born, Nerevar, and it is better than the old.
Ah... I see! Well, feel free to take the flowers any ways since it was quite troublesome to push them all the way here anyways good bye now!!
-he hurries off-
Okay. Okay. This is happening, let's solve this. Okay. It can't get any worse than this.
-downs the thimblefull of milk-
-wipes her mouth-
-then starts snatching plants and eating them, downing strange liquids, pressing buttons, reading incantations on the wall, in a flash-
-absolutely tearing through all of Banelle's merchandise-
UN JOUR JE SERAI DE RETOUR PRÈS DE TOIYeah well— well you're on fire, Jesus!
-She springs up and shoves Banelle over, trying to roll her back and forth-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?What? No I-
-Is taken down and rolled around-
NOOOOOOO STOP TOUCHING ME RIGHT NOW!!!!
-Begins wildly kicking and flailing with enough force to fracture a someone's bone if she hit properly-
Hahahahahahaha! No recall or intervention can help you here, of all places! You sit before a god in entirety, soon all that is and will be, and hope to defeat us, yourself, with such paltry remedies? Hahahahah! What a fool you are! Banana!
-Eve's very flesh is now yellow and she begins to grow squatter and rounder...-
-Eve begins to intake all manner of strange substances, causing her form to begin to oscillate violently-
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-She gets up, fumbling back to her feet, then scrabling to the kitchen-
-Coming back with an extinguisher which she starts dousing Banelle with-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-Banelle is about to get to her feet, rising unsteadily-
-When she is sprayed with a Fire Extinguisher, the force of which knocks her onto her chest-
I'M NOT ON FIRE STOP SPRAYING ME!!!!!!!!!!!
Come, Nerevar, we shall immerse ourselves into the gamboge sea and avenge the wrongs done to our people, we shall be the restorers of the rule of our new bloodline to its rightful glory! Death to Gru and his false idols, and hail the coming age of our ascension.
-But despite this... Eve feels that she is not bound to Mingoth-
-Her form contracts, confines, constricts to the boundaries set by the corruption, but... she presses against them, and she continues to press, and they begin to slow-
-Nearly a full minion, Eve begins to turn reality against Mingoth's dream, and offers her alternative-
-Audrey sees the birth of a star, but a new star-
-Eve's form begins to expand, and shift anew-
-Either the fire in her delusion has gone out, or the extinguisher has run out, either way she stops-
Are you okay?
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-Banelle, at ridiculous speeds, springs up, grabbing Cori's shoulders very firmly-
Guess what?
What are you doing? WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
-Audrey...! Mingoth rises, his multi-dimensional Horror-form unleashes millions of fractal facets, each armed with a million dripping ruby-rimmed maws that cut Ontology! Eve is a star being born, you must do something to repel Mingoth or he will sever the threads of fate before she can finish her anti-transformation-
(Something... activates in her.)
(The Virus... it never left. The last remnants of it float in her mind, waiting for its time to come out and protect its host once more.)
(That time is now. Audrey is standing up and directing her full remaining psychic power at the Mingoth, screaming in pain from the strain.)
Close. Close. Really close. I was never on fire. And now you're banned from this store until the day you die. And when you die, your corpse will be banned from this store, and the maggots in your corpse will be banned, and the flies will be banned, and their maggots will be banned, and every living thing from your dead body will be banned, every last atom will be banned.
Also, I may be a little aggravated about the physical assault of me that you did. Just a little. It's nothing, really.
-Forces throughout reality shift and ripple-
-A human determines, ultimately, in their subjective understanding of reality, what Is and what Is Not. Although such things are normally held privately, in this moment Audrey has used her power as a living organism, in tandem with a million other voices, to say - No-
-No, your facets do not reach the star. No, your fractal form is not invulnerable. No, you do not win-
-Although Mingoth has won, his fractals have reached Eve, and he is invulnerable, and these facts have always been true and would always be true, as the Universe accepts the course of fate, it hears "no", and pauses, just for a moment-
-This is time enough for a true Apotheosis-
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... Your store sucks, anyway.
-Shrugs, smiling-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?

-She stares up at Banelle-
...
-Immediately starts feeling her face-
That felt real. You feel real. The others stuff was real but you're real real.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?