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Jesse's eye twitched. Could nothing be goddamn normal around here. "Sounds about right, pal. Call it water under the bridge. Good luck with yer calculations or whatever it is."

"Well, fuck." Jesse holstered his wand, which was clearly defective as a magical focus, and used his paws as a focus to snuff the excess flames. "Pardon me, partner," he said, voice bitterly tired. "This universe is just sure determined not to treat me right."

Jesse had no idea what Times New Roman was, and didn't bother asking. Instead, he drew what he hoped he would find to be a functioning spellstick wand, with which to summon an orb of flame that would warm the goddamn room up for Zeke and everyone else who stuck around there.

What if Palkia could oblige? Hmm. Jesse had no telepathy here, and his wands had seemed to change into chalk before his eyes on a previous day, but he had some powers here. Perhaps he could use them to warm the cabin while the zangoose sonofabitch worked. Sorry bastard oughtn't to be freezing...

Jesse's face broke out into a startling crossbreed of a devilish grin and manic fury. "Well ain't this just th'most fuckin' marvellous development! Now that you two taint-suckin' piss-stains can get acquainted, I expect you t'get a goddamn move on with fixin' our fuckin' shambles of a...

Jesse chewed his cheek and frowned. "Alright. Alright. Let's do an experiment of our own, shall we? Zeke, what can I ask Elbert that would demonstrate to you that he's another livin' person? And Elbert, if y'ain't already satisfied by yer soul signature fuckery, what would do the reverse fer...

"Findin' stuff's all well'n good, but we're still not free of our predicament and we oughta decide whether we even reckon there're more Naughty motherfuckers to root out. As far as I can tell, it's just Nice and Survivors right now. Anyone think any different?"

Brisa's Turn 6: Shining Whiplash at Darkwhite, Call Darkwhite Shining Whiplash at Darkwhite, Call Darkwhite Shadow Maul at Darkwhite Shadow Maul at Darkwhite Shadow Maul at Darkwhite (via Shadow Persuasion)

Darkwhite (Sword?) was giving up. That's what this was. She didn't see a way to win, so she was gonna force herself to detonate. Only, unlike Astrid (goddamnit, Astrid! You better fucking survive this!!) Sword wouldn't get back up again. Brisa was fucking damned if she'd live to see that. Not...

"Elbert, Zeke, I am presently tryin' to converse with both of you total assholes at once and if I have to do it much longer I will flip my goddamn shit. Can you make my life a modicum less strenuous and at least consent to acknowledging that the other motherfucker actually exists, albeit...

Jesse looked more haggard now than at any time since his arrival. "We don't fuckin' know who the president is, dipshit. We ain't from this universe. But the Committee intern who's been speakin' with us is a fella named Elbert Caine, yeah. I figure this is more time bullshit, given the nature of...

Jesse gave Abigail a boost without hesitation, scowling up a storm at Zeke the whole time. "Yer plan to fuck with time may have fuckin' temporal consequences, right?" he hissed in a voice like a gas flame. "Maybe yer lookin' at 'em."

Brisa's Turn 5: Call Darkwhite Double Dip Protect Orb and Venom Seed at Darkwhite Facade at Darkwhite Facade at Darkwhite

Brisa kept up her efforts unflinchingly, tag-teaming with Luz, with Cabot, with anyone she could to squeeze a victory out of what couldn't be a hopeless situation. It couldn't be. They'd dealt with divine titans. They'd dealt with shadow bullshit. They could deal with this. She knew...

Jesse jolted awake with a yelp, and looked up at the zangoose grabbing at his coat. "Wait, what the fuck–" He played the conversation and events through his head, once again aware of what had happened even in his sleep, in this place without rest. "You think I turned your fuckin' lift on in...

"The fuck."

Brisa's Turn 4: Call Darkwhite Helping Hand for Cabot Vile Seed at Darkwhite & Chilly Seed at Ho-oh Logging Reviews for R8 Early Lmao: Iktsuarpok by @NebulaDreams. One chapter, 400w. The Meaning of Power by @Cresselia92. Two chapters, ~1300w. Continental Divides by @OldschoolJohto. One...

"Ain't no Santa in my world. And I barely remember my home world. I can't begin to speculate why yer Santa would be fuckin' with us. Anyway you'll forgive us some tetchiness, it's been a stressful few days here."

"Oh thank fuck, yer still alive and as aggravatin' as ever. What just happened to ya?"