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And destructuon's revealed himself, too.

Hay now, I'm far from repulsed by creation. He keeps giving me new things to tear apart.

"we're possibly smiliar. But for diffrent reasons."
he melts and reforms by light and madness,
"we play the game fundamentally difrently. You stand above, and play with your pawns. But me, I live the game. im down there, pushing my host to do what he desires, not what I desire. I don't have champions. I have partners. It tell you that you should try it sometime, but you're all too stale to try new things, like that.
his smile widens more.

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'destruction seems to ignore the explanation, and slides up next to creation.

"psst. Hay. Check this out. I made something."
he has no idea if he's making a peace offering, or antagonizing, but either way, he's gonna roll with it. He holds his hands out in front of him, a substance sparking to life between them- antimagic, something that, dispite having to be "created" still manages to more or less be entirely contrary to creation.
"like it?"

Creation screeched in primal fury and leapt at Destruction, trying to tackle him and surround him with shields of pure energy. Meanwhile, Mercy was trying feebly to drag Creation off, with no success until Freedom decided to help, its chimera form more suited to grappling than Mercy's catwalk form.

"Not cool, man," Freedom muttered. "He's just being himself. Everyone has to be free to be themselves."

when creation takes a "swing" of sorts, the vistage of destruction seems to melt away, releasing a mess of antimagic to consume the energy creation was using, and revealing a squirming mass of shifting things, unable to stay one thing for even the slightest moment. Painful to look at, at best. It's only out for a moment, before destruction reforms around it like a cage.

"my my. Was just trying to show you that I managed to do something I thought you'd like. shaped a bit of my concept into a bit of yours. Such a pity."

"He'll probably appreciate it later. He was having a bad day before you even showed up. Try not to take it personally. But I suspect you don't," Luck said with a sly smile. "I think you're winding him up on purpose. You've always enjoyed explosions."

"heh. Perhaps you forgot, but as I mentioned earlier, I was, and am here to inform you all that so long as your respect my host and I, I'm gonna play along. And if you don't, Well. You know what happens. They get let in. Well. At least, more then they already are."

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'destruction seems to ignore the explanation, and slides up next to creation.

"psst. Hay. Check this out. I made something."
he has no idea if he's making a peace offering, or antagonizing, but either way, he's gonna roll with it. He holds his hands out in front of him, a substance sparking to life between them- antimagic, something that, dispite having to be "created" still manages to more or less be entirely contrary to creation.
"like it?"

Creation screeched in primal fury and leapt at Destruction, trying to tackle him and surround him with shields of pure energy. Meanwhile, Mercy was trying feebly to drag Creation off, with no success until Freedom decided to help, its chimera form more suited to grappling than Mercy's catwalk form.

"Not cool, man," Freedom muttered. "He's just being himself. Everyone has to be free to be themselves."

when creation takes a "swing" of sorts, the vistage of destruction seems to melt away, releasing a mess of antimagic to consume the energy creation was using, and revealing a squirming mass of shifting things, unable to stay one thing for even the slightest moment. Painful to look at, at best. It's only out for a moment, before destruction reforms around it like a cage.

'destruction seems to ignore the explanation, and slides up next to creation.
"psst. Hay. Check this out. I made something."
he has no idea if he's making a peace offering, or antagonizing, but either way, he's gonna roll with it. He holds his hands out in front of him, a substance sparking to life between them- antimagic, something that, dispite having to be "created" still manages to more or less be entirely contrary to creation.
"like it?"

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"I don't really care if there's nothing left to destroy. But, like I said. It's simple. Don't directly try and remove me, and I'll play along. should the mortal's choose to do it on their own! I'll stay quiet. But if you do, I'll be much less amused. Simple as that."

destruction pauses, a while, before looking around for someone.
"is luck here? I need to thank her for the actions of her pawn. Quite helpful."

"Well, that is my nature. Helping you help me," Luck said nervously. "It was kind of you to let me get a warning in. I do so like to feel important."

The hooded figure of fate stopped spinning long enough to step on Luck's foot.

"Ouch!" Luck pouted, glaring at Fate. "Oh, you're just mad that I stole some of your thunder. Stick in the mud," she added, sticking her tongue out at Fate.

destructuon's smile widens, some horrible noise coming from inside his only defining feature.

"oh yes, thank you indeed. For without your champion, I wouldn't be here. But she did me such a wonderful favor. Without that, I'd still be stuck. I've you to thank for letting me out."

Time laughed. "Oh, it's so sweet that you think that was an accident. You've got a part to play in what's coming too. An important part. Not a very nice part, but nice isn't your nature, is it? You'd know that if you came to more meetings, dear. Do sit down and make yourself at home. We always get started with an interminable amount of complaints and grumbling before any actual problem solving can take place. But there are cupcakes so that's alright. I don't mind the complaining so long as it comes with sugar. And sprinkles. I absolutely insist on sprinkles."

Mercy rolled her eyes. "She really does," she sighed. "The other Kronos doesn't bother with sugar, and I'm sure it isn't a coincidence that he isn't so....hyperactive. It was kind of you to remember to say thank you, Destruction. Wrath,...

"You are... all vastly more polite then I expected. It's unnerving."

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"I don't really care if there's nothing left to destroy. But, like I said. It's simple. Don't directly try and remove me, and I'll play along. should the mortal's choose to do it on their own! I'll stay quiet. But if you do, I'll be much less amused. Simple as that."

destruction pauses, a while, before looking around for someone.
"is luck here? I need to thank her for the actions of her pawn. Quite helpful."

"Well, that is my nature. Helping you help me," Luck said nervously. "It was kind of you to let me get a warning in. I do so like to feel important."

The hooded figure of fate stopped spinning long enough to step on Luck's foot.

"Ouch!" Luck pouted, glaring at Fate. "Oh, you're just mad that I stole some of your thunder. Stick in the mud," she added, sticking her tongue out at Fate.

destructuon's smile widens, some horrible noise coming from inside his only defining feature.

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"oho, turning weapons on me? Trying to destroy destruction? Cute. Nonethless. I'm not here to completely ruin your day. Though watching you squirm is very nice. No, I'm here to... More or less warn you. And thank a few of you. But first things first. You're walking on eggshells with your pawns. I'm playing a game of my own. And should you try and remove me....

destruction's smile stretches wider.
"i'll return, once again. I'll return not quietly, but by punching a hole in the borders. I wonder just how fast you can clean up?"
destruction checkles. His voice is jovial, as if this is all a joke.

"And what will be left for you to destroy then?" Mercy asked coldly. "You'll end too. Nothing left to destroy. You need to start thinking about the consequences of your actions. You have your purpose and your place. Can't those be enough?"

While Mercy spoke, Time wandered among the others, accepting a kitten from Jivana as she passed her. She held the kitten gently, still petting it as she approached Destruction. When she was close enough to speak without being overheard she leaned in and whispered, "I know you will. But not yet. Be patient. And do try to understand. The others are rather overwrought. Fear tends to do that with extended exposure. And endings are hard. But so are beginnings. And it's almost time for mine. Won't that be fun?" she asked, her gold eyes dancing with merriment. "Oops," she said, as Death arrived. "It looks like my minder is here to make sure I don't say too much. And I was so enjoying our conversation." She walked away, wandering near to the new arrival. "Right on time as always" she said with a wink. "Don't worry, I didn't say anything. Although I do think I might have convinced Destruction that I'm nearly as batty as Madness."

I AM NOT ENTIRELY CERTAIN THAT YOU ARE NOT, he said, frowning insomuch as a skull could frown. WHY ARE YOU CARRYING A KITTEN?

"Jivana is going a bit overboard with the baby...

"I don't really care if there's nothing left to destroy. But, like I said. It's simple. Don't directly try and remove me, and I'll play along. should the mortal's choose to do it on their own! I'll stay quiet. But if you do, I'll be much less amused. Simple as that."

"oho, turning weapons on me? Trying to destroy destruction? Cute. Nonethless. I'm not here to completely ruin your day. Though watching you squirm is very nice. No, I'm here to... More or less warn you. And thank a few of you. But first things first. You're walking on eggshells with your pawns. I'm playing a game of my own. And should you try and remove me....
destruction's smile stretches wider.
"i'll return, once again. I'll return not quietly, but by punching a hole in the borders. I wonder just how fast you can clean up?"
destruction checkles. His voice is jovial, as if this is all a joke.

there's a messy gout of static, as another figure appears among the patrons. One certianly unwelcome.
"hello again."
rings out the distorted voice, the figure, wreathed in static with it's only defining feature a jagged smile. The figure bows.
"so, what say I give you all something real to complain about. I'm back. I'm aware. And I'm awake."
the creature shifts back and forth.rocking his weight from leg to leg.