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Started November 20, 2021 by Deleted user

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Spark: eyes widen W-What?!

Wren: Releases Nori, then melts through his grasp to go save Spark Hey, Faerie jerkwads! Bares his teeth at them, then gently sets Spark down beside Nori Let's get our differences settled.

Auretta: hugs Spark tightly, trembling

Spark: …hugs back

THE ORACLE wants to eliminate all from the
has joined the chat!

THE ORACLE: a short, 3 eyed being with huge purple horns and four arms. They float in a cloud of purple mist, and their voice is layered with demon speech well hello hello hello darlings! I have sensed an unnecessary unbalance in the universe and have come to eliminate this threat! Now who is the little troublemaker behind all this? Hmmm?

Jem: Snickers Well, hello Great Oracle! Leaves
Yui: Follows Jem

Wren: Sighs Hello, Oracle. He then ignores the Oracle and goes back to Nori, wrapping him in a hug

Auretta: turns to Nori and hugs him as well

Spark: watches

THE ORACLE: MERCILESSLY RIPS THROUGH SPACETIME AND VIOLENTLY THRASHES THE TWO BACK TO THIS PLANE OF REALITY
Oh sillies! You won’t get out of damnation that easily! Now stay put! Or I’ll rip out your souls from your miserable physical frames and plant each particle on a different burning sun!!

Wren: Reaches out, grabs Spark, and drags them over to the hug

Nori: sobs I… I was so scared I…

Auretta: I-I know…b-but you’re safe now…w-we’re here… hugs Nori

Spark: sighs before she joins the hug

Wren: Pats Nori's back It's okay now… it's all going to be okay…

(A - this is my chat. I have the right to veto anything and everything.
B - your characters destroyed ours. It’s my turn to destroy yours :)

(Sorry. That's fair.)

Jem: What soul do I or my wife have? We're fae.
Yui: Exactly, Oracle. What damnation can you give to us beyond our half-angel, half-demon blood?

THE ORACLE: ’s face opens into a hellish mess of bone and rotting flesh, it’s third eye detaching from its skin, staring into the hearts of the sinful fae. It’s four arms crack and break into long, unnerving flesh sticks of sharp bone and claw, the purple mist drawing the fae into the gaping, bloody, hole the creature created until they were trapped in a realm of unending torment.
Mm! Tasty! B-bye now!

THE ORACLE has spared the rest of the chat

Nori: through sobs I-is Ariana okay? Are you all okay?

Wren: Ignores the sounds of cracking bone and splitting flesh She's alright, Nori… everyone's alright…

Nori: taking shallow breaths good. Good.
Avrey: gets up d-did we win?