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RD9K x The real rainbow pony
Mister Asmodeus desperately wants a tutorial.
Probably not, just based on the fact that you could rip the cop's arms off and swallow them whole.
Ah, but I've been doing it more productively since the day I was born.
Now I am become Death, the destroyer of worlds.
\m/
"And I assume she's better off being still for that process, right?" Dusty lowered the glue bomb.
"That's kind of exciting. It usually means you should dig deeper."
Dusty walked closer and asked, "How do you intend to get rid of her madness?"
"The buck are you talking about?" Asmo asked.
"Nobody is going to die here," said Maya, flying closer.
"He does," Dusty agreed. "He can't be all that bad, right?"
Dusty was holding one of Maya's glue bombs way in the air, hopefully out of sight, in case she went ballistic. Asmo came down and approached her....
Maya had rarely had that happen. "How the hay-" Dusty, standing on the ground, threw up a barrier around the town again.
"Sounds like an old-fashioned superiority complex," Dusty commented.
She held her ground. "Dude, you're getting too defensive for me to not suspect something." Asmo somewhat agreed, "Yeah, something's definitely off...
Maya answered, "I've just got this weird feeling you're about to go out and kill stuff to kill stuff. You've got a 'look' in your eyes."
"So is this Gemini the big boss dude?" Maya sat in her stool facing Mortis, leaning back on the bar.
Asmo was surprised that she was so willing and able to get up and go like that. "Wait, Patches, where are you going?" Maya, concerned that...
"It looks like you may have bent reality to pull that one off. You're powerful, Patches. More so than you probably thought."
