BOOOOOOOOOOOOOORING
if itâs longer than 500 words yes
my favourite response was âshoot the lock off the doorâ, to which i responded with âwhat lockâ
i thought of that but then i read the question
shoot him until i canât
AMEN
âjaiden stop inciting the death of random people jaidenâ can a girl not have fun anymore
truth or consequences takes forever per question
we need to just move on if someones finding a link or writing something then come back
ishmael your turn
either run async or do something alongside it. who wants to play chatchat
AN IMAGE YOU SUCK ASH
just copy and paste it in a spoiler here!!
Alright; youâre the boss.
Clopen
A loud throat clear silences the room, and its source stands up on his chair.
âA few words to mark the occasion, if I may.â He turns to Abhimanyu, who gives a nod of approval.
Varun takes a breath, gathering his thoughts before beginning. âWhen I was a child, my mother brought me to the Planetarium. She gave the full tour: she showed me the beauty of the Book and its power, showed me the grandiosity of her place, opened it up to the starry skies and twisted the night sky like tracing her hand upon water. And the entire while, she attempted to impart upon me that this, all that, was what I should strive for as a Lakshman. With all the subtlety of a rock, naturally.â A light laugh emerges from the audience.
âStanding here and staring back, it was her attempt to share her duty over the Book of Stars with her duties as a mother, to teach me about the ways of the world and my duties to my family all within the confines of her position. And for that, Iâm incredibly grateful. She juggles every pressure the world throws at her with a finesse I shall eternally strive to command.
âBut I recall standing in that giant marvel and wondering whether I could ever achieve that. My grandmother, our grandmother,â - he motions of Abhimanyu - âShe was and remains such a centralizing force for our family. The annihilator of the Great Empire, the hero of the new world, the greatest mage to ever live. Weâve lived in her shadow ever since. That great Planetarium my mother commands, from the Book she holds to the mechanisms that unveiled the stars, all of it comes from Ammamaâs efforts and from a world that was desperate to please her. Weâve drawn our entire power from her, and those doors that gave my parentsâ generation the ability to sway the world have been calcified. The new empire is turning against us. They wish to destroy our familyâs influence, to erase our contributions to this world, to sow the harvest our family has spent the last century carefully cultivating. So when I exited that Planetarium, only one thought remained in my head: I would never get the opportunity to reach those heights that she reached.
âUntil now.â He holds his arm out, finally drawing the full spotlight onto Abhimanyu. Abhimanyu takes the moment in almost bashfully, beaming from ear to ear until Lumi squeezes his arm, and he returns to a more neutral expression. Varun grabs his glass off the table as the audience turns back to him.
âThe chance that Abhimanyu presents comes once in a lifetime. It is the opportunity to define our familyâs role on this continent for another century to come. As the head of the Lakshmans, I refuse to let this opportunity slip by.
âAnd so, a toast!â He raises his glass, and as the room raises theirs up with him, he holds his hand out. Grif states at that hand intensely; somethingâs not right to him. âTo a new age, to the beginning of a new worldâŚâ
Mana accumulation. Grif breaks the glass and tears a hole in the bottom of his bag. His collection of mana crystals hit Ruâs lap - âHey, what the heckâŚâ she whispers - as they drop to the ground.
âAnd to the destruction of the Ramasubramanians.â In his hand appears the final Book of the bunch, patterned with depictions of every major landmark that one could feasibly recall from the continent. And with the rivers on that bookâs cover glowing blue, every member of the room - save for Abhimanyu - crashes to the floor, convulsing from the Bookâs power. Abhimanyu sits there in shock, barely processing whatâs happening, as Varun walks closer.
âSee, I know she gave you the final Book, the one that our family only ever speaks about in whispers. Which means that youâre the only one who can open it.â
Abhimanyu catches a glimpse of the crystals and lurches towards them, but Varun - with the flick of his hand - holds him in place. Abhimanyu groans in agony; Varunâs controlling his torso from the water inside, his body fighting the urge to tear itself apart, his face turning a pale red as blood desperately rushes up.
âSo hereâs whatâs going to happen: youâre going to tell me how to open that Book. Or I kill every last person in here.â He glances around the room with a playful callousness, pretending to select a target he long since decided: Abhimanyuâs father. He presses the man into the floor, his screams echoing throughout the room as his body fights to stay intact. Abhimanyu turns away, but Varun grabs his head and turns it back. âImagine that for every single person here, Abhi.â He loosens his grip, and Abhimanyuâs father falls to the floor, his grip on life clearly fading.
âŚyou didnât write me into this did you
because if oracle made it in here i want to see
I donât think your character specifically fits in there?
I donât have good places to take Oracle.
i am arenât i

