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Anyway we can Shanghai other-me and such to Black Arrow in PNG?

Not without some semi-plausible explanation behind it, I'm afraid.

Say, would anyone know what happened to Sir Havel? Is he waiting for something?

Haven't posted results for Havel yet partly because he could still technically be considered in the process of exiting/collapsing the shrine, and partly because I wanted to post his, Taom's, and Hisir's results all at once (since their actions will all be completed at roughly the same time).

Considering no one has yet decided to abandon the game out of utter boredom and/or frustration despite the fact that it moves slower than a legless turtle through a pool of aged molasses, and that only a fraction of their time is ever spent actually playing, I suppose I have to be doing something right.

As the duo heads down the hall, they begin to take notice of the unusual lack of any Black Maple staff around, as well as the fact that their surroundings have become almost eerily quiet compared to only minutes ago. It would seem that the recent turn of events have caused this section of the facility to be evacuated.

Just before reaching their destination, the Chosen Ones are reassured that their enemies have not given up just yet when they are cut off by a small squad equipped with an intriguing array of advanced armaments. While such equipment certainly looks impressive (from a current-day standpoint, at least), they really must be getting pretty desperate to resort to using such early prototypes.

Other-Moderator

"It wasn't so bad. The delivery could use some work, but I've definitely been told far less interesting tales."

"I certainly hope that blade of yours holds some sort of demon-banishing property, Planeswalker. After all, it would be awfully silly to think that a normal stab to the head alone is enough to get rid of those little buggers.

Anyway, you guys really shouldn't worry so much. I could go have a talk with some of the deities that govern over fate if it would make you feel better, but I'm positive that the odds of anything going awry on this trip are next to naught."

"How about we just go out for drinks? on me?"

"...Perhaps. Will the place you have in mind accept this free smoothie coupon?"

Politely ask that my smoothie be returned. If my request is refused, summon Flesh Liberator and proceed to hone my surgical skills by preforming an impromptu vivisection on EC.

((This is taking a while.....))

(probably) Won't be much longer now. Think of this as extra time to plot and evaluate your future plans of action.

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Assault rifle at the ready, The Moderator slowly steps through the doorway and scans the area for danger. The slightly less cautious Zanzetkuken impatiently pushes past him and runs out to the middle of the hall, eager to lop off some more Canadian heads.

Oddly enough, the Chosen Ones find not a single opponent awaiting them outside of the room. Whether or not that's a good sign is up for debate.

Other-Moderator

The Fresh Prince of Bel Air appears out of fucking nowhere and slaps The Moderator for stealing his theme again.

"Um...sure..."