Introduction Therapy: 25/25. Expended.I think over the incident with the Tuba several times, before walking over to Richard.TA: I've been looking over that incident with the… uh… instrument somewhat. Yeah, that is probably one of the worst phobias I have ever witnessed.TA: So, I signed you up with a therapist. Me. There's no way out of it, as well. I wouldn't bother trying to escape it.I then proceed to materialize two chairs, and gesture for Richard to sit. As it turns out, I have a degree in psychiatry.As such, I attempt to put it to good use. I promptly begin a conversation with Richard about his fear, prompting it with a reassurance that he is not required to tell me where the fear originated from if he does not wish. Obviously, I have placed the two of us in a time lock for the entire duration of the therapy session. The discussion continues for several hours, involving one and a half instances of me pulling out a picture of a tuba and gauging his reaction.I write several things down on a clipboard, continuing to reassure him that tubas cannot harm him in any way (unless someone attempts to exploit his fear of them to damage him). This continues until I am reasonably certain that Richard is at least somewhat better, testing this with the occasional image of a tuba. Upon determining this, I give Richard my business card (which is literally blank, save my chumhandle, and my titles), shaking his hand, before removing the time lock, and forcing the chairs back to whatever realm I called them from. Excellent.
What's on your mind?
I examine the Inky Node.After doing so, I draw a short blade crafted entirely of fine amber, filled with potential. I can practically taste it. Unfortunately, I am not synesthetic. I also pull out an Entropy Crystal Cluster with a Thaumometer affixed above it via the medium of some small brass struts, placing it a few meters in front of me. This will be hilarious—if it works. I grip the handle of the amber dagger, and saunter over to the cluster.I take several calculated steps toward the thing, holding the blade out in front of me, directly above the Thaumometer's lens. I peer through both the amber and the glass, and a pleased grin adorns my face. Simply splendiferous. Peering through the fine amber blade drenched in Ignis essentia as well as the lens of the Thaumometer and the Entropy Crystal Cluster, one can see through the world. However, one can also see the greatest sources of the third focus—in this case, Perditio. My eyes widen once I see the absurd amounts of Entropy-Infused Stone underneath this particular area. I spin the blade around, and cup it in my other hand, making a clean slice. I smear the blood on my hand and my blade upon the top of the Thaumometer, grunting somewhat in acknowledgement of pain.I promptly raise the bloodstained amber blade above the Thaumometer, and think, quite plainly, of all the Infused Stone beneath this area. Suddenly, the amber shines with light, and shows an image of what I saw. My grin grows somewhat, and I mutter a quick "Noglw'nafh shugg r'luh uaaah." A grinding sound fills the ears of all within a fair distance, the sound of fragile crystal carefully scraping against stone. I raise my empty hand somewhat, covered in my own blood, and hundreds of spires wrought of Entropy Shards burst from the ground, glinting in the light of the surface. The air grows heavy with latent magics, and I look over to the Colegmerate.I bask in the ancient potency of the crystalline chaos for several seconds, before arcing my hand upwards. The spires emit trace amounts of Perditio vis for a few seconds, before every single one bursts into a shower of crystals, all of which swarm toward me at deadly speeds.I spin the blade of the amber dagger around once more, waiting as the storm of crystal assembles around me, pulsating with entropic energies so thick and latent, they may as well be heated molasses, pouring upon my body with pure energy. I peer into the amber dagger, only to see a vision of the entropic spires present only moments before. I flick my wrist in the direction of the Colegmerate, and the entire storm of chaos streaks in the direction of the beast, the skull in particular.The precise arrival of the entropic storm to its target is announced by the almost melodic clinks of crystal shards embedded in the surface of the skull, each attempting to sink into the brain. I twitch the blade upward somewhat, offering the crystals a single command, which the entropic shards carry out the only way they can.By discharging their energies.The thousands of entropic crystals discharge their pure Perditio vis into the skull of the Colegmerate, becoming Dull Shards in the process. Hah. I promptly stabilize the volatile storm of entropy with the force of my will, attempting to bury the thing further into the skull (and closer to the brain) before I detonate anything. I can feel the sorcerous energies sinking in, twitching closer to their true target. My triumphant grin from earlier shifts to a stoic face of concentration.I bury the energies around a meter deeper into the skull, before letting go of the link, and flash-stepping away from the two grounded foci. The resultant blast is so ridiculously powerful, I can feel the heat against my back from my position nearly fifty meters away. The original Entropy Crystal Cluster explodes as well (and with it the Thaumometer), linked to the actual energy.Evidently, links are valuable. Hah. I slide the bloodstained amber dagger back into my inventory as the entropic explosions raging about upon the skull (and hopefully within the brain) finally subside.
Regarding paradox rolls, if anyone, such as Nulitor, attempts to end reality in a manner that blatantly psychopathic, I can assure you that there will likely be violent resistance around the third roll or so, when people realize you were being serious. At that point, you would likely be slain in a mass-charging of the then-united playerbase. Your soul would be eviscerated, and forced out of the spheres of existence in a manner that would make what this man above me did to Pricey quite merciful. And it would be hilarious.
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