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Test 4.
KNOWLEDGE Compared to the frigid chamber you've just left, the cavern you enter now is warm. It isn't difficult to see why; while there's still a fair amount of space in here, it's far smaller, and there's a source of heat and light in here - a small fire going near a corner of the room, tucked away behind the wall and difficult to see as you enter, but fairly obvious once you're inside, the light from the flames bouncing off the corner of the chamber and making it decidely easier to see. There thankfully aren't any more of Froslass' "sculptures" in here; there is, however, a person. Candice is in the corner near the fire, pressed back against the wall and watching you as you enter; it's likely obvious from the start that there's something wrong with her, though it's difficult to say what just from looking at her. Her eyes aren't fixed in the same sort of dull, blank stare that the people affected by Team Galactic tend to display, but at the same time, they look viscerally wrong - it's alert but it's empty and almost completely unfocused, as though she's taking in information and she's processing it, but she's not actually seeing any of it. It's unsettling, but she's still watching you, and she's holding something close to her chest as she does so; she's got the thick, blue sweater untied from around her waist, and she's holding it bundled in her arms like she's trying to protect it. Her eyes don't come into focus, even as she addresses you. "I told you that you aren't welcome here. You need to leave. Now." Her gaze darts as she speaks, like she's trying to take in as much as she can, even if she doesn't seem to be registering any of it properly; her expression is hard. Cold. What happens now is up to you. |
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[...Yeah, he doesn't have "a" god, he has all the major players in the pantheon.]
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...Hopefully the teenagers don't speak Russian.]
Do you know how he was able to do this? I can't imagine God would exactly willingly go along with this.
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How...how are we supposed to...how? How did he even manage to control one of them, let alone four, let alone the one who created the others?!
[This is just...this information, on top of the fact that Maylene's friend seems to be damaged beyond repair...]
What kind of a man is he?!
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[Which...sort of answers all the questions there, in a roundabout way.]
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[jake we may need to update our previous impressions of this man]
...I'm feeling like I need to apologise again.
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[...It doesn't exactly sound like a compliment.]
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So he's got control of three, maybe four gods, an organisation of loyal followers, and an incredibly strong will.
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...how are they supposed to stand a chance?]
...anything else you'd like to add?
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...Is there anything else you wanted to know?
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....do you think there's a chance those gods could escape, as you did?
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[Giratina probably would have straight-up eaten him?]
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Are there other gods out there that are probably free? Michael seems to have struck up a good relationship with... Regigigas, was it? And then there's you, Azelf, and Mesprit... even if they're not quite on the same level as the ones Cyrus has captured, I'm still wondering if it might be something to keep in mind.
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