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Demigra invades Chronoa's room

Jun 28th, 2020
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  1. [16:16] [user]Demigra[/user]: [i]Chronoa.[/i]
  2. [16:17] *[user]Chronoa O Clock[/user] [b]gives no answer.[/b]
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  4. Just muffled angry kai sounds from her room.
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  6. [16:18] [user]Demigra[/user]: Open the door.
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  8. [16:19] *[user]Chronoa O Clock[/user] [b]Sounds of something blocking the door.[/b]
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  10. [16:20] [user]Demigra[/user]: ... [i]seriously[/i]? What's ailing you, [i]princess[/i]? Let me in! I have matters to discuss!
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  12. [16:21] [user]Chronoa O Clock[/user]: You can [i]discuss[/i] from out there!
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  14. [sub]I'm busy.[/sub]
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  16. [sub][b]Mumble grumble mumble.[/b][/sub]
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  18. [16:22] *[user]Chronoa O Clock[/user] [b]CRASH.[/b]
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  20. Angry kai sounds.
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  23. [16:23] *[user]Demigra[/user] KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK. [i]"Aaheeem. I ask: What the hell? You were all chipper and happy-like two days ago, now you're just being nonsensical!"[/i]
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  26. [16:26] [user]Chronoa O Clock[/user]: You're the nonsensical one! Go away before I [i]upset you.[/i] I wouldn't want to [i]antagonize[/i] you with my presence. Now shoo! [sub]I'm busy.[/sub]
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  29. [16:29] [user]Demigra[/user]: What?! Explain! Explain [i]any[/i] of this!
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  31. [16:30] [user]Chronoa O Clock[/user]: [b]Go look in a mirror. [/b][i]Explanation enough.[/i] Hrmph!
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  33. [16:31] [user]Demigra[/user]: ....
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  35. [16:31] *[user]Demigra[/user] KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
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  37. [16:33] *[user]Chronoa O Clock[/user] angry kai sounds.
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  39. Fumbling sounds.
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  41. Yelping.
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  43. Finally that door cracks open just enough for one narrowed eye to peek out. [b]"What?!"[/b] [sub]Eesh.. that's one dark circle about that eye.[/sub]
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  45. [16:35] *[user]Demigra[/user] sneered. "What, you haven't had your tea today, little Kai lady?!"
  46.  
  47. [16:35] *[user]Chronoa O Clock[/user] [b]DOOR SLAM! There's that cold wind again...[/b]
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  50. [16:37] *[user]Demigra[/user] [b]CATCHES![/b] The big wooden pane creaks between their respective strength as Demigra's arm puush, puuush, puuushees. "Are you upset at [i]me[/i], or are you upset about something [i]in general?[/i]"
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  52. [16:40] *[user]Chronoa O Clock[/user] struggling counter pushing ensues! She's running in place to make this work. "Both! Mostly you right now! Uuurgh.."
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  54. [16:41] *[user]Demigra[/user] [b]Crrrkkkkccrkkkkkk[b] Demigra is already halfway in, stark orange on his face blaring onto Chronoa as his face contains a serious look. "I heard and saw what happened with that mortal city." [/b][/b]
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  57. [16:47] *[user]Chronoa O Clock[/user] gets pulled back from the door slingshot style.
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  59. She's been trying to bandage up. There's bandages stuck around everywhere with grinding stuck roombas that ran off with the free ends.
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  61. Chronoa dangles upside-down over her bed, arms crossed over bandaged bare chest. Her shirt is somewhere. Coat somewhere else. Thin glowing crimson lines mar her pink form.
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  63. "Yeah, well so did I... among other things.. and there was nothing I could do to stop it...."
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  66. [16:49] *[user]Demigra[/user] 's tense face went flat and deadpan. "Did you actually get yourself tangled in your own bandages. Were you trying to use your walking plates to help you bandage yourself."
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  68. [16:50] *[user]Chronoa O Clock[/user] [b]glowers.[/b] "I TOLD YOU I WAS BUSY!!"
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  70. [16:57] [user]Demigra[/user]: "You have [i]magic[/i], you rat-sized pea-brained pinkie! MAGIC!" --- Pinch of his brows, Demigra seethes to himself for a moment... before setting his sights back to hers, unfettered by her [sub]unthreatening[/sub] thin-lined, frail glower. "This is why I came by, stupid girl. Any time the Dark Empire makes a move, you've been showing more than mere discomfort at loss. You have been demonstrating [i]tangible[/i] pain. I am not pleased." Step closer to her, his big head and its ginormous flaming hair sink closer. His eyes, aquiline almost, follow through those sears over her tiny, pathetic body. "... do not hide these things from me."
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  73. [17:04] *[user]Chronoa O Clock[/user] felt her face redden in sheer anger, shoulders tensing and fists clenching. "[b]Magic doesn't solve this![/b] [i]Don't you think I've tried?!"[/i] She'd have shifted back, but is stuck only to dangle as Demigra loomed closer, petite frame recoiling back by curling inward, fingers splaying across her upper arms and shoulders. "It's not just the Dark Empire.. It's the rampant energy thrown across the Void Nexus in general. ..I cannot heal these away and even magic-tangible objects just irritate them. So I'm left with the mundane mortal methodology."
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  75. [17:13] *[user]Demigra[/user] frowned, deeply. Deeply enough so that his mouth causes the slight crease of age to become visible on his GODLY, pale appearance. "Chronoa. You could literally just -use magic- to coil them around you! It won't make them-- unless you're saying that anything coated with magic is afflicting you, in which case." The verdant Demon God loomed back. His finger went aloft... and the ferocious, ruby coated points just prodded on the dainty surface of her clavicle's skin, [b]gliding up[/b]--
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  77. A nose flick. "Gotcha. Hand hover. [b]CRSHT.[/b] The door falls shut and Demigra sits on her bed, beside her dangling self. "I'll get you down, don't worry. Just let me enjoy this for a moment..." [sub]He starts filing his nails.[/sub]
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  79. ".... Mechikaboola placed a curse on you. I've had suspicions before, but seeing this on you confirms some, if not all, of the deductions that I, Demigra, have made. I am definitely not pleased in the least bit. I need you to tell me more. How does it feel?"
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  82. [17:24] *[user]Chronoa O Clock[/user] growled, "You persistent lughead! [b]No I can't![/b] I tried that and this--" Chronoa fell quiet as those pointed digits wandered across her collarbone, tension arise with the fine hairs of the back of her neck standing on end. Nose flick?! "HNNGH!! You big oversized walking dumbbell!!"
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  84. Her arms flail, fists sailing juuuust out of reach of Demigra and his dorky flaming troll hair as she writhes and swings in place.
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  86. [b]H u f f [/b]
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  88. "Yeah well, I figured as much for a while now... Happened after that ambush. Then things have been increasing. I've been looking into whatever scrolls and books I can come across for some sort of help but.." Chronoa trails off, back to dangling and just clutching her shoulders once more. "..........."
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  90. [17:24] [user]Son Black[/user]: [sub]Demigra's a nerd.[/sub]
  91. [17:25] [user]Demigra[/user]: [sub]no you[/sub]
  92. [17:26] [user]Son Black[/user]: [sub]No, pretty sure it's you.[/sub]
  93. [17:28] [user]Saiyan Soldier Fasha[/user]: [sub]thinks they are both nerds, but thats just her. Black at least makes good tea though[/sub]
  94. [17:32] [user]Chronoa O Clock[/user]: [sub]Demigra used to make amazing pancakes. He had this secret method of keeping the chocolate chips intact and not melting out everywhere. The only thing better were his waffles.[/sub]
  95. [17:33] [user]Saiyan Soldier Fasha[/user]: [sub]Demigra gets points for this then.[/sub]
  96. [17:36] [user]Son Black[/user]: Are you sure? I swear I watched him set toast on fire the other day.
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  98. [17:42] *[user]Demigra[/user] [s]WOOPS CAN'T SHOW THAT ON TV, CHRON-[/s]
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  100. The Demon God's gaze was like a rock. If that rock was a diva. If that diva was also a velociraptor. There was just something so striking about his pupils, their depth and roundness that of a predator seeking prey from upon high. However, through it all, Chronoa felt strangely... no malice out of the pair as in a complete surprise, the booming lughead mouth beneath those torches stood still in a respectful quietness befitting the rest of his still, chiseled ghost skin.
  101.  
  102. "... hmph."
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  104. His big hands come forward and help her down. Not without handing her the rest of her garbs to hold over her Kai Gone Wild getup.
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  106. "I am going to help you, Chronoa." This time, he... bobbed his neck away. Uncertainty...? "I am going to do whatever I can to help you. Mechikaboola has those idiots licking his feet, but they do not understand the vastness of the consequences. They are not true Gods. They did not study and raise a medamned bird for thousands of years...."
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  108. Then he looked back at her! [i]Certainty.[/i] "And I'm going to kick your butt my way when this is over." Loom... [b]lean[/b]. His nose nearly at hers. "Am I making myself clear?"
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  110. [sub]I did not set the toast on fire. I set the toaster on fire. It defied me.[/sub]
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