@the-norsehaj / the-norsehaj.tumblr.com
gay push ups
they're gay otter pops...
the fuck is a push up?
push up lolly things
i’m form the uk don’t bully me waaaaaaa /j
wait otter pops? push ups? are those not Freezies???
those are the frozen yummy stuff idk they don’t have a name.
those don’t have real names
Popsicles???
yeah ig
I always loved either porple or red
Never had any of those
mango flavor
Yellow one!!!!!
(also I call them "Mr Freeze" cuz that's the name of the only brand I've seen do them)
Purpur
PURPLE
These things just brought back a lotta memories lol
Also they’re called Otter Pops.
I think im legaly required to say purple- but i want the green as long as its lime
Which friendo am I? :3
white red black
I don’t like being referred to as a boy
Woah mama I'll give anyone who misgenders you the Elvis Special (a bullet)
This account likely makes the list of “the last accounts I’d ever expect to be anywhere near my blog” but I appreciate it
Woah mama I'm one of your mutuals
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is there an achivement for having purple goop seep out as blood? or is that some kinda weird dissease ive yet to figure out?
Why are people on tumblr so cool?
The oceans pretty cold, what can I say
The water will get warmer as summer arives.
I'm warm-blooded, so are you, gul. All of us are. ○ ○
I've seen the blood spill from all but one, but she doesn't have blood after all.
Don't ruin the spirit of seasonal change
The southern pacific is getting colder, same as my interactions nowadays. The watchful gaze of death can not be shook.
Well my spirit is ruined now. :(
Nobody has a spirit, It isn't scientificly possible.
There is nothing after your death except the rotting of your corpse, and you from others' memories; even photos decompose.
Now that’s a tad mean.
I don't think i have blood, not in the normal way hat you all talk about
I’ve said before, I’m water-cooled and otherwise clockwork.
never heard of a mechanical-ish haj- huh
Heh I have been for a while. Hell, I was like this even while rodhaj was still evil.
ah, i see, well, i guess the purple goop i secrete for blood isnt much better (im sorry for wrong blog, im like- really bad at that since im new to this)
(Dw about wrong blog, I'm one of the first blahajverse members and I still post to the wrong blog alot. And it's always the big lore posts I mess up)
(thanfully i didnt mess up my most recent lore thank god ;-;)
Why are people on tumblr so cool?
The oceans pretty cold, what can I say
The water will get warmer as summer arives.
I'm warm-blooded, so are you, gul. All of us are. ○ ○
I've seen the blood spill from all but one, but she doesn't have blood after all.
Don't ruin the spirit of seasonal change
The southern pacific is getting colder, same as my interactions nowadays. The watchful gaze of death can not be shook.
Well my spirit is ruined now. :(
Nobody has a spirit, It isn't scientificly possible.
There is nothing after your death except the rotting of your corpse, and you from others' memories; even photos decompose.
Now that’s a tad mean.
I don't think i have blood, not in the normal way hat you all talk about
I’ve said before, I’m water-cooled and otherwise clockwork.
never heard of a mechanical-ish haj- huh
Heh I have been for a while. Hell, I was like this even while rodhaj was still evil.
ah, i see, well, i guess the purple goop i secrete for blood isnt much better (im sorry for wrong blog, im like- really bad at that since im new to this)
Why are people on tumblr so cool?
The oceans pretty cold, what can I say
The water will get warmer as summer arives.
I'm warm-blooded, so are you, gul. All of us are. ○ ○
I've seen the blood spill from all but one, but she doesn't have blood after all.
Don't ruin the spirit of seasonal change
The southern pacific is getting colder, same as my interactions nowadays. The watchful gaze of death can not be shook.
Well my spirit is ruined now. :(
Nobody has a spirit, It isn't scientificly possible.
There is nothing after your death except the rotting of your corpse, and you from others' memories; even photos decompose.
Now that’s a tad mean.
I don't think i have blood, not in the normal way hat you all talk about
Turkos ’Lore’ Haj!
Laboratory! Now!
*portal opens in front of you.*
I̴̡̨̛̬̼̝̩̟͚̳͉̦̝͚̠̼̤̱̣̺̼̲̖͙̬̦̞̯̜̬̰͎̿̿̈́̉̀͌̐̇͑̀̊̈́͒̀̊̕͜͜͜'̵̨̛̛̱̩̝͙̝̼̪̺̰͖̖͐́͒̀̇̿̂͊̇̚͘͝ḿ̶̨̡͚͈̞̫͉̠̖͎̮̲̮̝̙̮̼͑̍͒͋̍͑̈́͆̉͋̆́̾̔̈͛͑̉̋̉͑̍͆̿̀̒͝͝͝͝͝ ̴̬̭̞̰̣̪̥͈͋͗́̓̂́̓̃̈̄̾̊̈́͌́̾̔͑̚͝c̴̢̢̢̛͕̭̞̝̙̖̰͔̯͚̤̩͖̜̳̥͇͚̬͙̭̻̮̎̽͂͆̊́̍̐̂̇̓̂̒̆̂̀̓͆̓̾͐̒̏́̍͂̈́̉̊̃͘͘͜͜͜͠ͅͅơ̶̛̖͖̱̥̜̈́͊̇̅͌̿̂̉̐͒̄̄̐̍̿̓̐̅̓̊̈́̊͜͠͝m̷̛͓̝̱̻͓̯̻̘͙̠̙͉̯͍̮̹̥̫̙̭̪̰͈̰̌̀̈́͒̀̽̉͆̌̐̿͌͛̀̈́̕̕͜͜͠į̷̡̛̖̞̼̣͈̣͔̠̗̞̮̣͙̼͙̱̳̭͍̭̖̺̮͚͕̿͗̓̒̊̎́̆͊̈̋͗́̂͆̈̒̆̏̂͛͘͝͠͝ń̴̨̼̯̭̘͍̻̬̫͓̗͓̜͎̺͛͌̍̑͛̾̑̀̉̈́͜͝g̶̠̮̫̩̟̑͒!̶̡̘̟͛̑̌̍͆̈́̍̔̓̽̊͘̚͠͝
( @the-hajhaj )
Okay, so, here’s what we’re going to do: I planned to have it be a modified version of what I did with Hajhaj and Gulhaj, but I did some math, then some more math, and then double checked it: That won’t work.
You see, there I integrated the eldritch essence into the pre-existing tissue. It’s way more difficult than with more common kinds of divine energy, but I’m the best one there is, I would manage.
The problem is, that the threshold for how much essence a body can hold is extremely low for eldritch essence. It may be a bit higher for you, as a deity, but even if I'm generous with the numbers, your body would tear itself apart if I did that. That means we'll have to remove it.
Now, I'll be honest, I doubt it will work. I did the math, and even when I factored in me being good at this, and I'm very good at this, the chances of it working out perfectly are slim. You won't get away unscathed.
Now, that being said, what am I doing to do? Firstly, I have to put you into true Stasis. Now, time is of the essence, so I won't go into detail, so let's just say I'm going to use some fancy Foundation tech for that.
Now, electricity won't do for that, and originally I was going to power it with you and Hajhaj, but that would be dangerous for you, so thankfully, we had @the-norsehaj agree to help.
*Norsehaj appears next to the machine.*
Thank you for your participation. Now, you won't get away unscathed either.
*Four metal spikes connected to the machine with wires appear, and stab them. One in each wing, one in the tail, and one at the base of the dorsal fin.*
In fact, none of us are. I'm not taking any chances, I won't let the deity of knowledge die. Now, whatever powers you have will be unusable for at least a few days, you will experience general fatigue and loss of conciousness, and maybe a small coma. And of course the stab wounds. That's alright, we can treat that. We can't treat death.
Hajhaj, the bronze.
*An oddly shaped clump of bronze appears. A few tiny Hajar wrap it in a wire so fine it's barely visible. Avryl is giving instructions on the precise angles of the wrapping. In the end, the bronze isn't visible anymore.*
Computer, activate glayde-stabilisers three through seven, nineteen, twenty-two through thirty-nine, forty-one, forty-seven, fifty and fifty-one!
Shut up!
Hajhaj, Light!
*The small Ljushaj fragment, usually making up the eye of Hajhaj, swims into Turkoshaj's open mouth. It barely fits inside.*
Computer, activate, glayde-stabilisers one, eleven through fifteen, forty, and forty-five. Also activate avryl-coils four through seventeen, and have them orbit the subject at a speed of one fifth of the Fibonacci sequence rps at an angle of 20 to 150 degrees, with a ten degree offset between the coils. And have the energy output of the coils be a perfect tangens function, with an offset of one seventh pi between the coils.
Hajhaj, ready?
No.
I'm sorry, you have to.
How many?
Ninehundred-thirty-one, seventy-two out of them topically.
Fine.
*Suddenly, hundreds of tiny Hajar appear and swarm the machine, obscuring the view of Turkoshaj temporarily. After a while, most of them enter the machine, but 72 stay.*
Computer, start booting up the kirk-implement, activate glayde-stabilisers two, ten, forty-two, forty-six, forty-eight and forty nine, place avrly-coils one, two, three, twenty-three, twenty-four and twenty-five at (0|-2500|0), (0|0|250), (0|250|0) and (0|0|-250) at 45% power, activate North and south reality-anchors and prepare 72 sylvia-alloy-spikes.
I do not like this.
I'm sorry, Levy. That was the best option I could think of. Computer, reverse the polariry of the moving coils, increase power intake from the battery, add 3% electricity to the energy consumtion, activade glayde-stabilisers eight, eighteen, twenty, and forty-three, place avryl-coils eighteen and twenty-two at (250|0|0) and (-250|0|0) and have coils nineteen, twenty and twenty one rotate at a 55 degree angle with seven rps.
I do not like this.
Got it. This won't be pretty. Computer, deploy sylvia-alloy-spikes to locations marked by Leviathan parts.
*Metal spikes shoot from the machine, and embedd themsevses inside Turkoshaj, going through the tiny Hajar.*
Compuer, activate the remaining glayde-stabilisers, the west and east reality-anchors, and the kirk-implement.
I am... not doing well.
No one in this room is.
You..?
For now. I won't be soon.
I... worried.
I'll be fine, I think. I hope. Computer, activade the turkos-stabiliser and the stasis-bubble with chrono-shield. Remove electricity from energy consumption, increase energy input from the battery again.
*The whirring stops. All noises stops. Seemingly everything stops.*
It worked! It worked it worked it worked! Okay, okay okay okay. That is not healthy for anyone or anything, I have to be quick. Okay, I have to make this work:
cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae...
*A silhouette, a vague outline of a human appears. It moses sluggishly, moving towards the metal spikes.*
cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae...
*It touches one of the spikes. For a while, nothing happens.*
cor, plumo, iecto, cordae...
*Then, a blinding light made of darkness moves up the spike, taking a very long time, which only lasts a moment.*
cor, plumo, iecto, cordae...
There is exess energy.
cor, plumo, iecto, cordae...
That's not good for her.
cor, plumo, iecto, cordae...
*It shudders when the light leaves the spike and touches her "hand".*
cor, plumo, iecto, cordae...
*It stops touching this spike, and moves on to the next one.*
cor, plumo, iecto, cordae...
*It moves on to the next one, and the next one, and the next one, getting noticably slower with each spike. However, it continues anyway. Spike 59. Spike 60. Spike 61. Spike 62. It is less than half as fast as it was in the beginning. Spike 65. Spike 66. Spike 67. It barely even moves at this point. Cor, plumo, iecta, cordae. Spike 70. It didn't stop chanting. Spike 71. Until finally...
What was that?
She stopped.*
I heard something!
She was no longer a silhouette, instead becoming invisible again.*
I'm hearing things. That is.. new. And… concerning. I should… hurry.
cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae...
*The silhouette slowly flickers into existence again.* cor, plumo, iecto, cordae...
*It moves towards the last spike.*
cor, plumo, iecto, cordae...
*This short distance seems to take the silhouette ages to traverse.*
cor, plumo, iecto, cordae...
*Finally, it reaches the spike.*
cor, plumo, iecto, cordae...
*The silhouette touches it.*
cor, plumo, iecto, cordae...
*The last of the dark light moves through the last spike.*
cor, plumo, iecto, cordaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
*The silhouette crumbles once the light touches it. The Noise returns.*
Computer. Disconnect battery. Switch to electricity. Completely.
Hardest part done. Now. Damage control.
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Took... forever. Computer. Record.
"Avryl here. Surgery coplete. More or less success. Mighth suffer memory loss. Only about last few days though. Major decrease in power. Probably not permanent. But for a while. Needs to recover. Physical wounds. Internal damage. Drastically reduced mobility. Mighth struggle with speech. Should wake up in a few hours. Full recovery in few weeks.
Norsehaj hurt mostly physically. Drained power. Fatigue. Loss of consciousness. Maybe coma. Full recovery. Few days.
Hajhaj. In need of extensive repairs. Without me. Enough recovery for activity. Two days? Three? Maybe more. Full Recovery. Could take weeks.
Me. Î̴̼͈̑̈́̉͐́̄̈́͊̅̀͝’̷̨̢̜̱͎̒̌͝l̴̢̡̮͈̐̀͋̏͋̕ḷ̶̢̧̡̯͔̹̈̈́̾ͅ ̴̣͈̥͎̥̫͕̥̳͓̰͓̰̌̂̋̿́̈́̍̉̔̄̕͝͝ͅb̴̬̹̀̐͐̐́̊̒è̴̺̺̬̹͇̰̲̗̺̪̟͕̂̀̎̉̊ ̶͚̬̟̪͓̥̰͎̜̦̓̎̐͊̈́̀̄̈̃͜͝f̴̛͎̦͓͔͇̺̲̄̈́̄̐̀̃̉͑ḯ̶͇̣̫̯́͊͋̇̓̇̃͌͒̓̚͝͝ń̸̨̢̢̩͍̠̤͓͇̥̄͗͜ḛ̶̛̛͍̗̖͇͎̀̍̈͝.̷̨̢̨̬͓͔͙̫̱͚̯̾̉̎́͘͜ ̸̡̢͈͉̘͖̼̙̥̥̩͎̓̆̅"
End Recording.
*some time later*
...Hm?? What... did you do it??
Avryl here. Surgery coplete. More or less success. Mighth suffer memory loss. Only about last few days though. Major decrease in power. Probably not permanent. But for a while. Needs to recover. Physical wounds. Internal damage. Drastically reduced mobility. Mighth struggle with speech. Should wake up in a few hours. Full recovery in few weeks.
Norsehaj hurt mostly physically. Drained power. Fatigue. Loss of consciousness. Maybe coma. Full recovery. Few days.
Hajhaj. In need of extensive repairs. Without me. Enough recovery for activity. Two days? Three? Maybe more. Full Recovery. Could take weeks.
Me. Î̴̼͈̑̈́̉͐́̄̈́͊̅̀͝’̷̨̢̜̱͎̒̌͝l̴̢̡̮͈̐̀͋̏͋̕ḷ̶̢̧̡̯͔̹̈̈́̾ͅ ̴̣͈̥͎̥̫͕̥̳͓̰͓̰̌̂̋̿́̈́̍̉̔̄̕͝͝ͅb̴̬̹̀̐͐̐́̊̒è̴̺̺̬̹͇̰̲̗̺̪̟͕̂̀̎̉̊ ̶͚̬̟̪͓̥̰͎̜̦̓̎̐͊̈́̀̄̈̃͜͝f̴̛͎̦͓͔͇̺̲̄̈́̄̐̀̃̉͑ḯ̶͇̣̫̯́͊͋̇̓̇̃͌͒̓̚͝͝ń̸̨̢̢̩͍̠̤͓͇̥̄͗͜ḛ̶̛̛͍̗̖͇͎̀̍̈͝.̷̨̢̨̬͓͔͙̫̱͚̯̾̉̎́͘͜ ̸̡̢͈͉̘͖̼̙̥̥̩͎̓̆̅"
*I slowly arise, a weird purple goop seeping out of where the spikes were inside me*
I- what h-happened...
Avryl here. Surgery coplete. More or less success. Mighth suffer memory loss. Only about last few days though. Major decrease in power. Probably not permanent. But for a while. Needs to recover. Physical wounds. Internal damage. Drastically reduced mobility. Mighth struggle with speech. Should wake up in a few hours. Full recovery in few weeks.
Norsehaj hurt mostly physically. Drained power. Fatigue. Loss of consciousness. Maybe coma. Full recovery. Few days.
Hajhaj. In need of extensive repairs. Without me. Enough recovery for activity. Two days? Three? Maybe more. Full Recovery. Could take weeks.
Me. Î̴̼͈̑̈́̉͐́̄̈́͊̅̀͝’̷̨̢̜̱͎̒̌͝l̴̢̡̮͈̐̀͋̏͋̕ḷ̶̢̧̡̯͔̹̈̈́̾ͅ ̴̣͈̥͎̥̫͕̥̳͓̰͓̰̌̂̋̿́̈́̍̉̔̄̕͝͝ͅb̴̬̹̀̐͐̐́̊̒è̴̺̺̬̹͇̰̲̗̺̪̟͕̂̀̎̉̊ ̶͚̬̟̪͓̥̰͎̜̦̓̎̐͊̈́̀̄̈̃͜͝f̴̛͎̦͓͔͇̺̲̄̈́̄̐̀̃̉͑ḯ̶͇̣̫̯́͊͋̇̓̇̃͌͒̓̚͝͝ń̸̨̢̢̩͍̠̤͓͇̥̄͗͜ḛ̶̛̛͍̗̖͇͎̀̍̈͝.̷̨̢̨̬͓͔͙̫̱͚̯̾̉̎́͘͜ ̸̡̢͈͉̘͖̼̙̥̥̩͎̓̆̅"
ah- i see
*i look over at @the-turkoshaj*
so... what does this mean then? and is hajhaj ok? what about you turko? and where is avryl
*within my questions i try and stand up, however im so drained i fall over ontop of the purple goop i left*
Turkos ’Lore’ Haj!
Laboratory! Now!
*portal opens in front of you.*
I̴̡̨̛̬̼̝̩̟͚̳͉̦̝͚̠̼̤̱̣̺̼̲̖͙̬̦̞̯̜̬̰͎̿̿̈́̉̀͌̐̇͑̀̊̈́͒̀̊̕͜͜͜'̵̨̛̛̱̩̝͙̝̼̪̺̰͖̖͐́͒̀̇̿̂͊̇̚͘͝ḿ̶̨̡͚͈̞̫͉̠̖͎̮̲̮̝̙̮̼͑̍͒͋̍͑̈́͆̉͋̆́̾̔̈͛͑̉̋̉͑̍͆̿̀̒͝͝͝͝͝ ̴̬̭̞̰̣̪̥͈͋͗́̓̂́̓̃̈̄̾̊̈́͌́̾̔͑̚͝c̴̢̢̢̛͕̭̞̝̙̖̰͔̯͚̤̩͖̜̳̥͇͚̬͙̭̻̮̎̽͂͆̊́̍̐̂̇̓̂̒̆̂̀̓͆̓̾͐̒̏́̍͂̈́̉̊̃͘͘͜͜͜͠ͅͅơ̶̛̖͖̱̥̜̈́͊̇̅͌̿̂̉̐͒̄̄̐̍̿̓̐̅̓̊̈́̊͜͠͝m̷̛͓̝̱̻͓̯̻̘͙̠̙͉̯͍̮̹̥̫̙̭̪̰͈̰̌̀̈́͒̀̽̉͆̌̐̿͌͛̀̈́̕̕͜͜͠į̷̡̛̖̞̼̣͈̣͔̠̗̞̮̣͙̼͙̱̳̭͍̭̖̺̮͚͕̿͗̓̒̊̎́̆͊̈̋͗́̂͆̈̒̆̏̂͛͘͝͠͝ń̴̨̼̯̭̘͍̻̬̫͓̗͓̜͎̺͛͌̍̑͛̾̑̀̉̈́͜͝g̶̠̮̫̩̟̑͒!̶̡̘̟͛̑̌̍͆̈́̍̔̓̽̊͘̚͠͝
( @the-hajhaj )
Okay, so, here’s what we’re going to do: I planned to have it be a modified version of what I did with Hajhaj and Gulhaj, but I did some math, then some more math, and then double checked it: That won’t work.
You see, there I integrated the eldritch essence into the pre-existing tissue. It’s way more difficult than with more common kinds of divine energy, but I’m the best one there is, I would manage.
The problem is, that the threshold for how much essence a body can hold is extremely low for eldritch essence. It may be a bit higher for you, as a deity, but even if I'm generous with the numbers, your body would tear itself apart if I did that. That means we'll have to remove it.
Now, I'll be honest, I doubt it will work. I did the math, and even when I factored in me being good at this, and I'm very good at this, the chances of it working out perfectly are slim. You won't get away unscathed.
Now, that being said, what am I doing to do? Firstly, I have to put you into true Stasis. Now, time is of the essence, so I won't go into detail, so let's just say I'm going to use some fancy Foundation tech for that.
Now, electricity won't do for that, and originally I was going to power it with you and Hajhaj, but that would be dangerous for you, so thankfully, we had @the-norsehaj agree to help.
*Norsehaj appears next to the machine.*
Thank you for your participation. Now, you won't get away unscathed either.
*Four metal spikes connected to the machine with wires appear, and stab them. One in each wing, one in the tail, and one at the base of the dorsal fin.*
In fact, none of us are. I'm not taking any chances, I won't let the deity of knowledge die. Now, whatever powers you have will be unusable for at least a few days, you will experience general fatigue and loss of conciousness, and maybe a small coma. And of course the stab wounds. That's alright, we can treat that. We can't treat death.
Hajhaj, the bronze.
*An oddly shaped clump of bronze appears. A few tiny Hajar wrap it in a wire so fine it's barely visible. Avryl is giving instructions on the precise angles of the wrapping. In the end, the bronze isn't visible anymore.*
Computer, activate glayde-stabilisers three through seven, nineteen, twenty-two through thirty-nine, forty-one, forty-seven, fifty and fifty-one!
Shut up!
Hajhaj, Light!
*The small Ljushaj fragment, usually making up the eye of Hajhaj, swims into Turkoshaj's open mouth. It barely fits inside.*
Computer, activate, glayde-stabilisers one, eleven through fifteen, forty, and forty-five. Also activate avryl-coils four through seventeen, and have them orbit the subject at a speed of one fifth of the Fibonacci sequence rps at an angle of 20 to 150 degrees, with a ten degree offset between the coils. And have the energy output of the coils be a perfect tangens function, with an offset of one seventh pi between the coils.
Hajhaj, ready?
No.
I'm sorry, you have to.
How many?
Ninehundred-thirty-one, seventy-two out of them topically.
Fine.
*Suddenly, hundreds of tiny Hajar appear and swarm the machine, obscuring the view of Turkoshaj temporarily. After a while, most of them enter the machine, but 72 stay.*
Computer, start booting up the kirk-implement, activate glayde-stabilisers two, ten, forty-two, forty-six, forty-eight and forty nine, place avrly-coils one, two, three, twenty-three, twenty-four and twenty-five at (0|-2500|0), (0|0|250), (0|250|0) and (0|0|-250) at 45% power, activate North and south reality-anchors and prepare 72 sylvia-alloy-spikes.
I do not like this.
I'm sorry, Levy. That was the best option I could think of. Computer, reverse the polariry of the moving coils, increase power intake from the battery, add 3% electricity to the energy consumtion, activade glayde-stabilisers eight, eighteen, twenty, and forty-three, place avryl-coils eighteen and twenty-two at (250|0|0) and (-250|0|0) and have coils nineteen, twenty and twenty one rotate at a 55 degree angle with seven rps.
I do not like this.
Got it. This won't be pretty. Computer, deploy sylvia-alloy-spikes to locations marked by Leviathan parts.
*Metal spikes shoot from the machine, and embedd themsevses inside Turkoshaj, going through the tiny Hajar.*
Compuer, activate the remaining glayde-stabilisers, the west and east reality-anchors, and the kirk-implement.
I am... not doing well.
No one in this room is.
You..?
For now. I won't be soon.
I... worried.
I'll be fine, I think. I hope. Computer, activade the turkos-stabiliser and the stasis-bubble with chrono-shield. Remove electricity from energy consumption, increase energy input from the battery again.
*The whirring stops. All noises stops. Seemingly everything stops.*
It worked! It worked it worked it worked! Okay, okay okay okay. That is not healthy for anyone or anything, I have to be quick. Okay, I have to make this work:
cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae...
*A silhouette, a vague outline of a human appears. It moses sluggishly, moving towards the metal spikes.*
cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae...
*It touches one of the spikes. For a while, nothing happens.*
cor, plumo, iecto, cordae...
*Then, a blinding light made of darkness moves up the spike, taking a very long time, which only lasts a moment.*
cor, plumo, iecto, cordae...
There is exess energy.
cor, plumo, iecto, cordae...
That's not good for her.
cor, plumo, iecto, cordae...
*It shudders when the light leaves the spike and touches her "hand".*
cor, plumo, iecto, cordae...
*It stops touching this spike, and moves on to the next one.*
cor, plumo, iecto, cordae...
*It moves on to the next one, and the next one, and the next one, getting noticably slower with each spike. However, it continues anyway. Spike 59. Spike 60. Spike 61. Spike 62. It is less than half as fast as it was in the beginning. Spike 65. Spike 66. Spike 67. It barely even moves at this point. Cor, plumo, iecta, cordae. Spike 70. It didn't stop chanting. Spike 71. Until finally...
What was that?
She stopped.*
I heard something!
She was no longer a silhouette, instead becoming invisible again.*
I'm hearing things. That is.. new. And… concerning. I should… hurry.
cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae, cor, plumo, iecto, cordae...
*The silhouette slowly flickers into existence again.* cor, plumo, iecto, cordae...
*It moves towards the last spike.*
cor, plumo, iecto, cordae...
*This short distance seems to take the silhouette ages to traverse.*
cor, plumo, iecto, cordae...
*Finally, it reaches the spike.*
cor, plumo, iecto, cordae...
*The silhouette touches it.*
cor, plumo, iecto, cordae...
*The last of the dark light moves through the last spike.*
cor, plumo, iecto, cordaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
*The silhouette crumbles once the light touches it. The Noise returns.*
Computer. Disconnect battery. Switch to electricity. Completely.
Hardest part done. Now. Damage control.
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Took... forever. Computer. Record.
"Avryl here. Surgery coplete. More or less success. Mighth suffer memory loss. Only about last few days though. Major decrease in power. Probably not permanent. But for a while. Needs to recover. Physical wounds. Internal damage. Drastically reduced mobility. Mighth struggle with speech. Should wake up in a few hours. Full recovery in few weeks.
Norsehaj hurt mostly physically. Drained power. Fatigue. Loss of consciousness. Maybe coma. Full recovery. Few days.
Hajhaj. In need of extensive repairs. Without me. Enough recovery for activity. Two days? Three? Maybe more. Full Recovery. Could take weeks.
Me. Î̴̼͈̑̈́̉͐́̄̈́͊̅̀͝’̷̨̢̜̱͎̒̌͝l̴̢̡̮͈̐̀͋̏͋̕ḷ̶̢̧̡̯͔̹̈̈́̾ͅ ̴̣͈̥͎̥̫͕̥̳͓̰͓̰̌̂̋̿́̈́̍̉̔̄̕͝͝ͅb̴̬̹̀̐͐̐́̊̒è̴̺̺̬̹͇̰̲̗̺̪̟͕̂̀̎̉̊ ̶͚̬̟̪͓̥̰͎̜̦̓̎̐͊̈́̀̄̈̃͜͝f̴̛͎̦͓͔͇̺̲̄̈́̄̐̀̃̉͑ḯ̶͇̣̫̯́͊͋̇̓̇̃͌͒̓̚͝͝ń̸̨̢̢̩͍̠̤͓͇̥̄͗͜ḛ̶̛̛͍̗̖͇͎̀̍̈͝.̷̨̢̨̬͓͔͙̫̱͚̯̾̉̎́͘͜ ̸̡̢͈͉̘͖̼̙̥̥̩͎̓̆̅"
End Recording.
*some time later*
...Hm?? What... did you do it??
Avryl here. Surgery coplete. More or less success. Mighth suffer memory loss. Only about last few days though. Major decrease in power. Probably not permanent. But for a while. Needs to recover. Physical wounds. Internal damage. Drastically reduced mobility. Mighth struggle with speech. Should wake up in a few hours. Full recovery in few weeks.
Norsehaj hurt mostly physically. Drained power. Fatigue. Loss of consciousness. Maybe coma. Full recovery. Few days.
Hajhaj. In need of extensive repairs. Without me. Enough recovery for activity. Two days? Three? Maybe more. Full Recovery. Could take weeks.
Me. Î̴̼͈̑̈́̉͐́̄̈́͊̅̀͝’̷̨̢̜̱͎̒̌͝l̴̢̡̮͈̐̀͋̏͋̕ḷ̶̢̧̡̯͔̹̈̈́̾ͅ ̴̣͈̥͎̥̫͕̥̳͓̰͓̰̌̂̋̿́̈́̍̉̔̄̕͝͝ͅb̴̬̹̀̐͐̐́̊̒è̴̺̺̬̹͇̰̲̗̺̪̟͕̂̀̎̉̊ ̶͚̬̟̪͓̥̰͎̜̦̓̎̐͊̈́̀̄̈̃͜͝f̴̛͎̦͓͔͇̺̲̄̈́̄̐̀̃̉͑ḯ̶͇̣̫̯́͊͋̇̓̇̃͌͒̓̚͝͝ń̸̨̢̢̩͍̠̤͓͇̥̄͗͜ḛ̶̛̛͍̗̖͇͎̀̍̈͝.̷̨̢̨̬͓͔͙̫̱͚̯̾̉̎́͘͜ ̸̡̢͈͉̘͖̼̙̥̥̩͎̓̆̅"
*I slowly arise, a weird purple goop seeping out of where the spikes were inside me*
I- what h-happened...
Fine, you made this one, now into the machine you go!
Y̸̰̲͖̪̞͙̓̀͌͐͐̀̌̇̈̎̅̕͘͜͝ȩ̴̩̩̝̩̻̯͚̥̣̝̼̯̘͐́͘̚͝a̴̧̝̯̝͙͆̿̓̾̊̏̾͊̃̎̍̇̚͘h̷̡̎̄̍͛!̴̧̧̛͙͙͉͙̘̬̩̭̱̃͌͑̊́͊͐͝!̶̰̝̘̿̔̈͆̊͝!̶̢̬̳̜̰̗͔͛͌̋͘
So uhm... If i should awaken some power, wouldnt it go out of control because of the amount of power i would be sharing w turko?-
And if so what exactly should fix this-
i mean im fine with it still but like, im just scared for turko- thats all
B̷̨͎̙̲̣͙̫͇̞͈̥̗̪̪͉̗̬͍̯̗̙̖̬̬͈͖̳̽͒́̇͒̆̆́̊̿̽͆͆͝á̴̡̢͇͔͙̘̱̹̳̹̦̟̭̼̘̝̤̜̹̙̺̪̉̑͑͂͋̆̽̐͂̃̒̓̍̅̉͘̕̕͝͝͝ͅc̶̨̧̣͇̙͕͈͉̬̰͓̤̠̝̯̞͍̤͉̭̠̻̮͙͋͝ǩ̴̢̛̤͇͖̞͐́̀ͅ ̵̨͔͍̮̙̝͍̬̳̯̟̏̈͒̈́̒̈̓̐̕͜f̶̡̨̡̡̧̡̩̗̱̪̝̹̗̦͔͇̺̪̞̪̑̀͑̉͐̌̃͐̄͂̄͊̓̈́̈̈̊͐͋̍̿̾̓͆͜͜͠͝͝͝r̶̡̛̖͇̞̰̱̗͈͉͙͕̩͎̊̽̎̆́͐͊͑͂̋͛̈́̾͑̉̍̌̍̂͋̀̓̈͑͘͝ͅͅͅo̵̧̧̧̪̺̖͔̮̹̹̙̞͖͔̘̯͎̠͈̦̳̱̫̯̅̓̀́̀̇͐̉̂̀̿̅̂͌͊̃̌̏͊̕͠͝m̸͈̮̳̤͕̟͈͕̫͖̐̈̽͌̐͒̀͊͆̆̀̓̊̏͂̈́́̀̎͠ͅ ̴̨̢͉̙̠̮̙͓̬͔̳̹͓̙̺͉̩̽́̈̀͑͂̔̆̓̐̓̐̋̓̆͆̑̈́̇̚͝͠͝͝͝t̶̢̙̥̹̲̠̺̤̻̹͓͉̲̮̦̼̬̳̘͚̞̒̾̑͛͊̍̽͗̉͋̇̈́̈̈́̐͗̔͒́͆̋͒̌̅̂͘͝͝͝ḧ̴̛̪̣̦̌̾̅̋̏̓̍͝é̴̢̛̯̩͈̖̲̠̗̮͊̂͐̏́̔̂̑̓̇̀̽̌͛̓̌͐̊͘ ̴̨̡̢̠͈̖̠̘̙͎̭͓͇̭̖̪̯̭̯̫͖̹̎̉̾̋̊͂̃͒̒͑́̎̀̋̀͛͐͆̔͊̕̚ͅt̸̨̨̧̨̡̢̤̼̥̞͎͎͔̝̫̫̙̜̹͙͖͉͉̰̗̟̗͋̽̒̀̈́̈̊͂͌͐̅̒̂̒̂̂͗̓̕̚͜͝r̴̢̡͍͚̤̜͕̮̘͈̥̩̯̦̱͔̩̜̣͇̹͋͊̅͘̕͜͜͜ͅi̴̛̪͉̓̐̽̍̐̏͂̄͆̓̆̆͐͗̿̔̀͠p̶̡̧̡̢̢̭̼̪̥̘̼̫̲͙̼̭͖͎̤͕̦͙̣̬̹̯͇͋̑͐̂̈́̌̉͜͝ͅͅ ̷̡̧̧͖͍͔̩̮̹̹̰̼̟͇̎̆̈́́̌̉ͅǵ̸̰̫͕͖͉̜͇̱̟̰̱̱͇͇͉̣̀͘u̶̡͈͚̞̼͚͖͇̥̥̘̦̼̖̽̚ͅy̶̨̨̡͇̪̤͍̤͎̦̣̥͙͖̯̣̳͉̘̦̐̐̒̽̌̉̓̓̋̓̑̉̎̆̎̇̑̾̀͒́̈̚͜͝͝͠ş̴̡̧̰̲̟̺̰̝̼̬͚̘̳͉͇͇̙̮̙̮̉̈̂̀̒̓̌͌͌̇̈́͆̿̃͜͠ͅͅ!̵̢̖̖̫̦̩̼͕̼̪̖̱̩̼̤͍͙̓̏̌ͅ ̵̧̧̨͇̦̜̬̞͈͈̙͎͕̳̱̹̻̼͕͋̀̓̈́͂̿̐̽̐͊̇͜ͅW̷̡̨̨̛͓̙͙͚̦̱͖̟̼̗͔͇̲̜̤̩̥̰͗̏̃̀̋̂̈́͒͒̃͒̉̉̌̏͒́͒̓̅̆͗̀͗͝ͅh̵̡̧̡̢̛̟͓͎̥̥̩̹̖̦̣̻͓͎̜̥͕͚͕̹̬͑̒̈́̓̀̉̒̀̈́͌͌͘͜͜ȃ̵͚̹͈̯̒͆́̇͋̈́͊͂͘t̷̼̼̘̹̜̙͚̖̮̺͙͕̞̒̊̈́̇́̐͌̾̏̓͌̀̀́͗͂̉̕͘̕͜ ̷̢̨̨̧̩̗͚̟̩͙͉̫̻̲̖̤̣̩͍̱̪̦̩̯͙͚̮̩̔͒́̋̅̀̈́͗̂͑͛̕ͅd̵̨͖͖͉̖̼̟̬̼̾͛̓̚ȋ̴͇̻͈͇̳̻͓͍̫̹͔̭̲̮̝͙̑̋̿̈́̏̋̀̊̃͆̅̆̆̒̒̐̉̈̊̑͐͘̚̚̚͘͝͝d̶̰̯͎̝̰͍̻̘̤͖̗̆̎́̑͋͗̿̀̎͌̉̐͋͛͗̓́͒̂̐̃̀̚͘͘̚͝͝ ̸̡̧̨̬̹̙̭͖͈̫̼̹̲̩͇͚̪̙̥̣̼̬̭̄Ỉ̸̧̢͔̗̦̦̫̣̦̦͎̯̝̤͉̺̬͈͍̩̳̟͕͖͖̆̃͗̕ ̴̧̛̺̖̌̑̈̉͗́̾̓̆̓́̔̔̅̃̄̔͂̀͛̎̍͆̈́̀̈͐̓m̶̢̛̬̪̠͈͉͒̏̍̎̓͌̀̾͂̓̏̉̂́͆͑͘̚͠i̸̻̺̱̘̝̜͎͌͆̋̇͋̔́́̍̕͠s̶͈̘̓̉̈́̽̆̓́̊͂ş̴̢̨̨̧̛̺̝̮̰͚͙̣̙̠̗͕̮̘̠͇̺̯͉̥̺̝͔̰̙̝́̓͂͗͗̀̈̀́̄͗̍̀̔̀̋̈̈̈́̉̅̔̏̔̾̕͘͜͝͝͠?̷͚̘̱̦͙̋̀̅͑̀̈́̽̽͊͂̕͠͠
....welcome back? Are you feeling ok?
Į̸̡̝̱͍̝́̉͌̽̏͊͒̑̏̔̅͂̈̈́̕̚̕͠͝͝ ̸̢̨̨̡̧̛͎͈͎͓͉͖̖̖͍̼̖͎̯̣̞̬̯̅̒̏́̉̋̉͒̈́̌͂͗͑͋̅̓͛͆̓͊͂̄̓̀̚̚̚̚͝f̷̛͍̗̞͙͐̑͗͊̽̇̉͒͛̈́̂͒̒̄́͛͒̇̑̋͌͝͝ȩ̶̡̨̢̛̙̘̗͕̤̥̬͖͇͇͓͚͍̯͉̹̥̘̣̣͖̬͎̮̏͑̓͒̽̿̾͆̀̌͐̐̂̀̐͐̾̀̈́̚͠e̵̛͈̳̐̓̎̀̄͊̈̍͋̎̌̍̐̚̚l̶̨͔͖̝̰͈͋̎̾̾̄́̆̒̎́̀̈̈̐̽̌̂̃͒̆̚̕̕͜͠ ̷̢̛̛͕̫̯̳̪͉̪͈͕̏̄͂̄̾̊̒̆̈́̀̐̈̏̍́́́͗̅̎͆͗̽̂͘̚̕͝͝g̴̡̢̩͍̼͙͎͙͕̮̞͉̺̓̽̉̓̓̽́͐̈́͊͛͒͋̚̚͝͠͝͠ŗ̵̨̨̣̺̮͉͖͔͇̥̹̪̖̼̭͉͓͉̪̲̖͕̇̄͆͊͊̔̄̐̌͛̀̋̐͆͛̒͘͝͝͝ͅë̷̢̡̪̦̤̝̞͎́́͐͐ą̵̢̧̺̮̰͚͙͖̬̖̘͖̘̬̹͉̜͍̥͍̲͙̗̌̃̑̾͊̀̽̂͊͆̐̋̉͌͗̓͗̑͌̌̅̕̕͜͝͝͝͝ͅẗ̶̨̮̞̙̲̰̰̯́!̶̛̛̲̮̩̦̞͉͖̖̰͍̬̑̈́̽̆̔̒̿̾͌̐͒̓͂̄̚ͅ ̵̢̧̡̡̛̗͕͙̼̫̪̫̤̹͉̤̤̝̞͔͈̜̭̻̙̐̆͂̇̈́̈́̍̔͂͌̃͑͌̀̚ͅͅĄ̸͚̺̜͍͍̩̜̮̰͖͈̞̯͈̣̲͔̤͖͎̯̻̥́͛̏͊̀͜͝ͅb̷̧̡̻̲̱̦̬̰̤͖͔͔̙͈͔̮̝͒͌̀̎͗͊̌̾̃̕͘͜s̶̙͈͚̞͔͉̪̤͙͔͔̹̱̙̯̟̀̏̅͑͛̈̈́̽̋͝͠ờ̷̢̧͖̲̲͔͊̽̓̉̏̓̂͗͊̂̉̀̈́̑͝͠͝ļ̴̭̜̙̬̖̘̱͕͓̘̪̮͈̹̘̼͉̗̘̺̟̝̯̅̊̒́̿͂̒̈̑̏̇̒̈͋̈́̓͌̈́̈͋̉͘͘̕̕͘̕̚͝͝ͅư̴̡̢̛͈̤̺̠̞̠̗̯̞͖̙̦̫͖̰̗͉̤̦̞̙̺̻̘̫͌̆̊̔̀̃̈́͋̎̾̓̐̇̈͆̊͊͗͗̈̍͊̅̌̏̌̉͛ͅͅţ̶̢̡̰̱̜̮͔͍͔̗̱̟̝̺̥̜̤̗͔̫͎̻̀́̾̑̓̀̈́͝ͅͅͅĕ̴̢̢̨̨̲̹̬̱̤̰͉͓̲̼͕̠̮̠͇̺̫̠̏̂̐̍̒̆̎̐̽̓̌̅̃̚͘͜͝͝ͅl̴̡̧̖͍̯͕͖͙̘̣͔͉̦͍͚̩̖̱̼̻̦͓̗̠̪̫̥͉̣̖̖͒̿͊͗͊ỵ̴̛̘̪̖̪͍̪͉̐̃̇̀͋͂̀̾̎̋̓̊̓̈́͐̊̽̉̚͘͝͝͠ ̷̨̧̖̻̙̜͕̼̣͚͇̰̮͓̤̈͑́̎͗͌̐͗̎͂̈́̕͘͘͝w̶̛͙̹̭̫͉̭̲̩͓̺̝̳̯͚̲͖̗̤̠̮͖̽̋͊̿̀̋̓͗͊̋̈́̽͂̽̚͠͝o̶̧̯̣̯̦͍͕͑̈́͗̽͑̃͒̈́̄̓͊̃͘ņ̶̨̢̧̨̨͚̗̺̤͕͕̭͈̬̱͍̱̤̘̘̞̯̪͂̆̍̒̊̑̽͜͜͠ͅď̴̯̘̗̌̃̈́͒̌̽̂̉̐̔̽̍̋̋͗́̋̌̔̊͐̀̑̔̒͛͂͂͐͠ȩ̴̢̨̭̜̳̻͎̯͎̞̪̲̪͌͒̕r̵̢͈̖͔͇̫̗̝̗̣̯͓̲̹̀̀́̒̄̀͑͌͐̔͆͌̚̕̕͘͠͠f̶̢̡̡̛͈̟͚͕̥̥͓͙̫̮͕̝̘̺͔͉̤̝̝̺̈́͌̔̀̇͗͗̏͗̓͊̒̃̈́̎́̓̉͘̚͝͠ͅu̷̧̧̧͉͎̖̲̣͙͉̪͈̳͌͗̓̅̋͛̌͛̀͆̅̌́̋̅̊̓͋͋̂͆͒̒̓̈́͘͝͝ͅl̷͕͈͍̘̥͖͙̪̯̭̹̬͉̤̊̀͆̇͂̎́͆̆̊͗̈́̀̍̿̅͒̒̈͆̏̕͜͠͠.̷͚̝͔̥̥̳͓̙̹̣͔̣̻̩̟͍͖̲̼̆̓̽͌̊̋̽̏͛̽̂̄̌
Yea ok I'm not gonna let that slide you're getting a medical examination
@the-hajhaj do you think you can help with that?
I… I don’t know. I’m probably the most qualified person to deal with this, but I don’t know if I’ll manage. Remember when Hajhaj fell into a coma? Well, that was over infinitely less that what Lore must have in their system now. The fact that she’s alive is a miracle.
Ş̶̝͖̣̻̱͙͇̟͎̪̙͙̿̊͐̋̎͜h̷̻͔̩̭̝̟̘̾̍͜͜e̶̢͍̻͇̼̫̪̍̓̇͜ ̶̲̘̣͕̫͈̥̠̰̳͋̌̀̀̏͐̃̚c̵̟͉̄̓̑́ͅǎ̸̢̡̤̮̖̟̗̜̪̫̝͆̑̅͐̀n̵̛͉͕͓̓̓͒́͘ ̴̢̟̝̱̼̹͙̪̻̳͚͐͛͋̑͛̔̐̐̈́͜͝d̶̢͙̱͕̞̱̣̩̭̟̯͖͔̋̈́̅ő̵̧̞͎̻̬̳̟̺͈̤̰̬͒͘̕͝ ̷̧͈̳̒̊͆̂͌̑̉̽̐̉̈̏́͛͘i̴̢̟͔̓̈́̾̅͝t̶̙̗͇̟̭̹̲̰̥͎̘̘͔̓̂̏͗͊́̀͒̂̐́̚̚͝!̴̧͍̖͍̺̋̽̂̎̇̑͛̋̽̾ ̸̛̮̼̓̀̓͒̚͠Ş̸̮̯̤̤̮͔͇͈̞͇͈͚̀́̎̚ͅͅh̵̛͉͕͚̄̈́̔̾͋̉̓̾̽͝ȩ̷̡̜̟̥͍̖̗̼̝̦͖̜̟͇̽̀̽̍̾͌̚ ̶̧̥̲̼̹̠̫̼̺͙͆̕h̴̲̻̗̱̿̄̊̇͆̂͐͒͊̆͝ả̸̢͍̗̠͔͓͎̎̂̎̀́́̚͘ṡ̵̥̞̞̥̜̮̀̆̄̆ ̷̪̞͎̻̲̖̄̈́̇̐̋̐͑̂w̵̞̣̝̭̯͈͚̻͍͙̾̍͋̈͛̌̃̏͛͘̕į̴͍̗̮̮̗̫̓̀̄̂͊̈́̒̑̉̋́̈́̑͌͝t̶̡̥̻͕̼̫͉̰̅̆͆͂̏ͅh̵̡̢̧͖̳̣̼͖͍͖͎̗̪̰̄̇̂́́͒ͅ ̶̦̩̣̬̲̱̟̯̋̓̀͑͋͛͘͜͠ͅḠ̵͉̞̣͈͍͇̖̝̭̫̩̼̬̜͗̉̋͒u̷̡̡̺̦̯͓͕͙̳͑͆̉͘͝l̷̪͕͔̦̰̼̝̻̱̗̱͚̽̈̀̎̐̄͘͝ ̸̨̡̢̦̜̜͕͚̤̙̘͈̄̔̈b̷̢̡̛̩͎̙͚̰̭̣̲̭͍̩̔̎̋̃̀̅̌́̓̂̑͜͝ͅè̷̝̘̭̫͖͚͓͙͒́̔̂͐̉̓͑̔̕̕͜͜͝͝ͅf̵̢͔͇̦̘͇̮̠͍̝̐̾̀̿̀͌̐̑́͝͝͝o̵̞̗̖̣͖̻̾̍͛̇̏͛̏͋̒͋͑͝ͅr̶̨̲̪̙̥̮͈̲͖͙͎̠͎̥̋̍͝ẽ̷͙͖̦̫̺̬͊̈́͂͘͝.̵̧̜͓̲̗̼͚̈́̈́̚
W̶̛̬͛̓̽h̶̩͉̭͊̌̂́̓̉̕ė̵͌̂͊̀̾͗̚͜͠n̴̯̹͇͍̥̘̪̺̤̽́̂͛̎'̶̡͔̭̓́́̀̀̋̽̿̈́̈́͆͠s̶͓̟͚̲̈́̾̄̑̐͠͝ ̸̫͈̮̞̜̲̖̯̞͇́̑͋̉̄̉͆t̵̨̗͇̥̱̻̞̟̹̘͌̎̐̅̽͘ḩ̸͇̆͑̄͊͒́̌͆̀̇̕͘e̷̢̜̬̫͔̭̰͕̘͕̞̒͒̏͆͋̋̍̑͛̒͂͊̂͝ ̶̧͇̪̭̥̪͊̔̈͑͛̋͌͌̋̓̃̈́͝p̶̙̜̙͇̟̹͖̳̉ͅͅr̸̺͍̞̘̮̫̮͇̔̏͛̀͑́̈̊͛̕ơ̸̢̗͕͍͇̽̋́́͆̆̾̕͠͠c̸̟͕̜̞̣̜̞͕͚̼̺̠̈͜e̶̤̦̩̪̟̲̩̤̳̣̪͔̗͙̔̿̐͜d̷̺́̔͂û̶̻̲̞̳͚͇̳̪̘r̵̡̬̱͕̤͚͓̹͝e̷̢̳̱̘͇̲͍̤̯̔̄͊͂̀͛͋̊͗̍̕͠?̴̟̙͔̗̤̣͙̣͙̺̰̰̜̮̄
You can’t just push that on me without warning! Like, yes, of course it has to be me, but still! I have to plan it, I have to prepare!
I could use a modified version of the procedure I used for Gulhaj, but Guldhaj’s eldritch essence was native, and way less, a remnant of a remnant, but this, this one is foreign, and I’m not even sure if it behaves the same as that of Her Eldritch Majesty, good thing I have been building equipment for the trip in the void, we could use a few more Avryl coils, and the Kirk implement will come in handy too, even if the casing isn’t finished, but we have no choice, I also will have to make a special stabiliser for Turkos, and we’ll need to sacrifice a big chunk of Hajhaj, if only I had another scale from the Ljushaj, we’ll, nothing to be done, time is of the essence, but that procedure is going to be extremely dangerous, and I’ll need to store the leftover essence somewhere, and Hajhaj won’t be able to handle it, I don’t know I don’t know I don’t know, Hajhaj will have to actively assist with stabilisation, proper preparation could take days!
Give me 3 hours.
Anything I can do to help?
well i odnt know what i can do, but- I know- well- I feel I can help
I could use you as a battery. With your permission, of course.
well, it could work, theretically I should be able to withstand any amount of lore as a lore keeper, and maybe that's what will awaken whatever the heck this weird feeling is in me.... yea, we can do it... I belive it is possible hajhaj-
B̷̨͎̙̲̣͙̫͇̞͈̥̗̪̪͉̗̬͍̯̗̙̖̬̬͈͖̳̽͒́̇͒̆̆́̊̿̽͆͆͝á̴̡̢͇͔͙̘̱̹̳̹̦̟̭̼̘̝̤̜̹̙̺̪̉̑͑͂͋̆̽̐͂̃̒̓̍̅̉͘̕̕͝͝͝ͅc̶̨̧̣͇̙͕͈͉̬̰͓̤̠̝̯̞͍̤͉̭̠̻̮͙͋͝ǩ̴̢̛̤͇͖̞͐́̀ͅ ̵̨͔͍̮̙̝͍̬̳̯̟̏̈͒̈́̒̈̓̐̕͜f̶̡̨̡̡̧̡̩̗̱̪̝̹̗̦͔͇̺̪̞̪̑̀͑̉͐̌̃͐̄͂̄͊̓̈́̈̈̊͐͋̍̿̾̓͆͜͜͠͝͝͝r̶̡̛̖͇̞̰̱̗͈͉͙͕̩͎̊̽̎̆́͐͊͑͂̋͛̈́̾͑̉̍̌̍̂͋̀̓̈͑͘͝ͅͅͅo̵̧̧̧̪̺̖͔̮̹̹̙̞͖͔̘̯͎̠͈̦̳̱̫̯̅̓̀́̀̇͐̉̂̀̿̅̂͌͊̃̌̏͊̕͠͝m̸͈̮̳̤͕̟͈͕̫͖̐̈̽͌̐͒̀͊͆̆̀̓̊̏͂̈́́̀̎͠ͅ ̴̨̢͉̙̠̮̙͓̬͔̳̹͓̙̺͉̩̽́̈̀͑͂̔̆̓̐̓̐̋̓̆͆̑̈́̇̚͝͠͝͝͝t̶̢̙̥̹̲̠̺̤̻̹͓͉̲̮̦̼̬̳̘͚̞̒̾̑͛͊̍̽͗̉͋̇̈́̈̈́̐͗̔͒́͆̋͒̌̅̂͘͝͝͝ḧ̴̛̪̣̦̌̾̅̋̏̓̍͝é̴̢̛̯̩͈̖̲̠̗̮͊̂͐̏́̔̂̑̓̇̀̽̌͛̓̌͐̊͘ ̴̨̡̢̠͈̖̠̘̙͎̭͓͇̭̖̪̯̭̯̫͖̹̎̉̾̋̊͂̃͒̒͑́̎̀̋̀͛͐͆̔͊̕̚ͅt̸̨̨̧̨̡̢̤̼̥̞͎͎͔̝̫̫̙̜̹͙͖͉͉̰̗̟̗͋̽̒̀̈́̈̊͂͌͐̅̒̂̒̂̂͗̓̕̚͜͝r̴̢̡͍͚̤̜͕̮̘͈̥̩̯̦̱͔̩̜̣͇̹͋͊̅͘̕͜͜͜ͅi̴̛̪͉̓̐̽̍̐̏͂̄͆̓̆̆͐͗̿̔̀͠p̶̡̧̡̢̢̭̼̪̥̘̼̫̲͙̼̭͖͎̤͕̦͙̣̬̹̯͇͋̑͐̂̈́̌̉͜͝ͅͅ ̷̡̧̧͖͍͔̩̮̹̹̰̼̟͇̎̆̈́́̌̉ͅǵ̸̰̫͕͖͉̜͇̱̟̰̱̱͇͇͉̣̀͘u̶̡͈͚̞̼͚͖͇̥̥̘̦̼̖̽̚ͅy̶̨̨̡͇̪̤͍̤͎̦̣̥͙͖̯̣̳͉̘̦̐̐̒̽̌̉̓̓̋̓̑̉̎̆̎̇̑̾̀͒́̈̚͜͝͝͠ş̴̡̧̰̲̟̺̰̝̼̬͚̘̳͉͇͇̙̮̙̮̉̈̂̀̒̓̌͌͌̇̈́͆̿̃͜͠ͅͅ!̵̢̖̖̫̦̩̼͕̼̪̖̱̩̼̤͍͙̓̏̌ͅ ̵̧̧̨͇̦̜̬̞͈͈̙͎͕̳̱̹̻̼͕͋̀̓̈́͂̿̐̽̐͊̇͜ͅW̷̡̨̨̛͓̙͙͚̦̱͖̟̼̗͔͇̲̜̤̩̥̰͗̏̃̀̋̂̈́͒͒̃͒̉̉̌̏͒́͒̓̅̆͗̀͗͝ͅh̵̡̧̡̢̛̟͓͎̥̥̩̹̖̦̣̻͓͎̜̥͕͚͕̹̬͑̒̈́̓̀̉̒̀̈́͌͌͘͜͜ȃ̵͚̹͈̯̒͆́̇͋̈́͊͂͘t̷̼̼̘̹̜̙͚̖̮̺͙͕̞̒̊̈́̇́̐͌̾̏̓͌̀̀́͗͂̉̕͘̕͜ ̷̢̨̨̧̩̗͚̟̩͙͉̫̻̲̖̤̣̩͍̱̪̦̩̯͙͚̮̩̔͒́̋̅̀̈́͗̂͑͛̕ͅd̵̨͖͖͉̖̼̟̬̼̾͛̓̚ȋ̴͇̻͈͇̳̻͓͍̫̹͔̭̲̮̝͙̑̋̿̈́̏̋̀̊̃͆̅̆̆̒̒̐̉̈̊̑͐͘̚̚̚͘͝͝d̶̰̯͎̝̰͍̻̘̤͖̗̆̎́̑͋͗̿̀̎͌̉̐͋͛͗̓́͒̂̐̃̀̚͘͘̚͝͝ ̸̡̧̨̬̹̙̭͖͈̫̼̹̲̩͇͚̪̙̥̣̼̬̭̄Ỉ̸̧̢͔̗̦̦̫̣̦̦͎̯̝̤͉̺̬͈͍̩̳̟͕͖͖̆̃͗̕ ̴̧̛̺̖̌̑̈̉͗́̾̓̆̓́̔̔̅̃̄̔͂̀͛̎̍͆̈́̀̈͐̓m̶̢̛̬̪̠͈͉͒̏̍̎̓͌̀̾͂̓̏̉̂́͆͑͘̚͠i̸̻̺̱̘̝̜͎͌͆̋̇͋̔́́̍̕͠s̶͈̘̓̉̈́̽̆̓́̊͂ş̴̢̨̨̧̛̺̝̮̰͚͙̣̙̠̗͕̮̘̠͇̺̯͉̥̺̝͔̰̙̝́̓͂͗͗̀̈̀́̄͗̍̀̔̀̋̈̈̈́̉̅̔̏̔̾̕͘͜͝͝͠?̷͚̘̱̦͙̋̀̅͑̀̈́̽̽͊͂̕͠͠
....welcome back? Are you feeling ok?
Į̸̡̝̱͍̝́̉͌̽̏͊͒̑̏̔̅͂̈̈́̕̚̕͠͝͝ ̸̢̨̨̡̧̛͎͈͎͓͉͖̖̖͍̼̖͎̯̣̞̬̯̅̒̏́̉̋̉͒̈́̌͂͗͑͋̅̓͛͆̓͊͂̄̓̀̚̚̚̚͝f̷̛͍̗̞͙͐̑͗͊̽̇̉͒͛̈́̂͒̒̄́͛͒̇̑̋͌͝͝ȩ̶̡̨̢̛̙̘̗͕̤̥̬͖͇͇͓͚͍̯͉̹̥̘̣̣͖̬͎̮̏͑̓͒̽̿̾͆̀̌͐̐̂̀̐͐̾̀̈́̚͠e̵̛͈̳̐̓̎̀̄͊̈̍͋̎̌̍̐̚̚l̶̨͔͖̝̰͈͋̎̾̾̄́̆̒̎́̀̈̈̐̽̌̂̃͒̆̚̕̕͜͠ ̷̢̛̛͕̫̯̳̪͉̪͈͕̏̄͂̄̾̊̒̆̈́̀̐̈̏̍́́́͗̅̎͆͗̽̂͘̚̕͝͝g̴̡̢̩͍̼͙͎͙͕̮̞͉̺̓̽̉̓̓̽́͐̈́͊͛͒͋̚̚͝͠͝͠ŗ̵̨̨̣̺̮͉͖͔͇̥̹̪̖̼̭͉͓͉̪̲̖͕̇̄͆͊͊̔̄̐̌͛̀̋̐͆͛̒͘͝͝͝ͅë̷̢̡̪̦̤̝̞͎́́͐͐ą̵̢̧̺̮̰͚͙͖̬̖̘͖̘̬̹͉̜͍̥͍̲͙̗̌̃̑̾͊̀̽̂͊͆̐̋̉͌͗̓͗̑͌̌̅̕̕͜͝͝͝͝ͅẗ̶̨̮̞̙̲̰̰̯́!̶̛̛̲̮̩̦̞͉͖̖̰͍̬̑̈́̽̆̔̒̿̾͌̐͒̓͂̄̚ͅ ̵̢̧̡̡̛̗͕͙̼̫̪̫̤̹͉̤̤̝̞͔͈̜̭̻̙̐̆͂̇̈́̈́̍̔͂͌̃͑͌̀̚ͅͅĄ̸͚̺̜͍͍̩̜̮̰͖͈̞̯͈̣̲͔̤͖͎̯̻̥́͛̏͊̀͜͝ͅb̷̧̡̻̲̱̦̬̰̤͖͔͔̙͈͔̮̝͒͌̀̎͗͊̌̾̃̕͘͜s̶̙͈͚̞͔͉̪̤͙͔͔̹̱̙̯̟̀̏̅͑͛̈̈́̽̋͝͠ờ̷̢̧͖̲̲͔͊̽̓̉̏̓̂͗͊̂̉̀̈́̑͝͠͝ļ̴̭̜̙̬̖̘̱͕͓̘̪̮͈̹̘̼͉̗̘̺̟̝̯̅̊̒́̿͂̒̈̑̏̇̒̈͋̈́̓͌̈́̈͋̉͘͘̕̕͘̕̚͝͝ͅư̴̡̢̛͈̤̺̠̞̠̗̯̞͖̙̦̫͖̰̗͉̤̦̞̙̺̻̘̫͌̆̊̔̀̃̈́͋̎̾̓̐̇̈͆̊͊͗͗̈̍͊̅̌̏̌̉͛ͅͅţ̶̢̡̰̱̜̮͔͍͔̗̱̟̝̺̥̜̤̗͔̫͎̻̀́̾̑̓̀̈́͝ͅͅͅĕ̴̢̢̨̨̲̹̬̱̤̰͉͓̲̼͕̠̮̠͇̺̫̠̏̂̐̍̒̆̎̐̽̓̌̅̃̚͘͜͝͝ͅl̴̡̧̖͍̯͕͖͙̘̣͔͉̦͍͚̩̖̱̼̻̦͓̗̠̪̫̥͉̣̖̖͒̿͊͗͊ỵ̴̛̘̪̖̪͍̪͉̐̃̇̀͋͂̀̾̎̋̓̊̓̈́͐̊̽̉̚͘͝͝͠ ̷̨̧̖̻̙̜͕̼̣͚͇̰̮͓̤̈͑́̎͗͌̐͗̎͂̈́̕͘͘͝w̶̛͙̹̭̫͉̭̲̩͓̺̝̳̯͚̲͖̗̤̠̮͖̽̋͊̿̀̋̓͗͊̋̈́̽͂̽̚͠͝o̶̧̯̣̯̦͍͕͑̈́͗̽͑̃͒̈́̄̓͊̃͘ņ̶̨̢̧̨̨͚̗̺̤͕͕̭͈̬̱͍̱̤̘̘̞̯̪͂̆̍̒̊̑̽͜͜͠ͅď̴̯̘̗̌̃̈́͒̌̽̂̉̐̔̽̍̋̋͗́̋̌̔̊͐̀̑̔̒͛͂͂͐͠ȩ̴̢̨̭̜̳̻͎̯͎̞̪̲̪͌͒̕r̵̢͈̖͔͇̫̗̝̗̣̯͓̲̹̀̀́̒̄̀͑͌͐̔͆͌̚̕̕͘͠͠f̶̢̡̡̛͈̟͚͕̥̥͓͙̫̮͕̝̘̺͔͉̤̝̝̺̈́͌̔̀̇͗͗̏͗̓͊̒̃̈́̎́̓̉͘̚͝͠ͅu̷̧̧̧͉͎̖̲̣͙͉̪͈̳͌͗̓̅̋͛̌͛̀͆̅̌́̋̅̊̓͋͋̂͆͒̒̓̈́͘͝͝ͅl̷͕͈͍̘̥͖͙̪̯̭̹̬͉̤̊̀͆̇͂̎́͆̆̊͗̈́̀̍̿̅͒̒̈͆̏̕͜͠͠.̷͚̝͔̥̥̳͓̙̹̣͔̣̻̩̟͍͖̲̼̆̓̽͌̊̋̽̏͛̽̂̄̌
Yea ok I'm not gonna let that slide you're getting a medical examination
@the-hajhaj do you think you can help with that?
I… I don’t know. I’m probably the most qualified person to deal with this, but I don’t know if I’ll manage. Remember when Hajhaj fell into a coma? Well, that was over infinitely less that what Lore must have in their system now. The fact that she’s alive is a miracle.
Ş̶̝͖̣̻̱͙͇̟͎̪̙͙̿̊͐̋̎͜h̷̻͔̩̭̝̟̘̾̍͜͜e̶̢͍̻͇̼̫̪̍̓̇͜ ̶̲̘̣͕̫͈̥̠̰̳͋̌̀̀̏͐̃̚c̵̟͉̄̓̑́ͅǎ̸̢̡̤̮̖̟̗̜̪̫̝͆̑̅͐̀n̵̛͉͕͓̓̓͒́͘ ̴̢̟̝̱̼̹͙̪̻̳͚͐͛͋̑͛̔̐̐̈́͜͝d̶̢͙̱͕̞̱̣̩̭̟̯͖͔̋̈́̅ő̵̧̞͎̻̬̳̟̺͈̤̰̬͒͘̕͝ ̷̧͈̳̒̊͆̂͌̑̉̽̐̉̈̏́͛͘i̴̢̟͔̓̈́̾̅͝t̶̙̗͇̟̭̹̲̰̥͎̘̘͔̓̂̏͗͊́̀͒̂̐́̚̚͝!̴̧͍̖͍̺̋̽̂̎̇̑͛̋̽̾ ̸̛̮̼̓̀̓͒̚͠Ş̸̮̯̤̤̮͔͇͈̞͇͈͚̀́̎̚ͅͅh̵̛͉͕͚̄̈́̔̾͋̉̓̾̽͝ȩ̷̡̜̟̥͍̖̗̼̝̦͖̜̟͇̽̀̽̍̾͌̚ ̶̧̥̲̼̹̠̫̼̺͙͆̕h̴̲̻̗̱̿̄̊̇͆̂͐͒͊̆͝ả̸̢͍̗̠͔͓͎̎̂̎̀́́̚͘ṡ̵̥̞̞̥̜̮̀̆̄̆ ̷̪̞͎̻̲̖̄̈́̇̐̋̐͑̂w̵̞̣̝̭̯͈͚̻͍͙̾̍͋̈͛̌̃̏͛͘̕į̴͍̗̮̮̗̫̓̀̄̂͊̈́̒̑̉̋́̈́̑͌͝t̶̡̥̻͕̼̫͉̰̅̆͆͂̏ͅh̵̡̢̧͖̳̣̼͖͍͖͎̗̪̰̄̇̂́́͒ͅ ̶̦̩̣̬̲̱̟̯̋̓̀͑͋͛͘͜͠ͅḠ̵͉̞̣͈͍͇̖̝̭̫̩̼̬̜͗̉̋͒u̷̡̡̺̦̯͓͕͙̳͑͆̉͘͝l̷̪͕͔̦̰̼̝̻̱̗̱͚̽̈̀̎̐̄͘͝ ̸̨̡̢̦̜̜͕͚̤̙̘͈̄̔̈b̷̢̡̛̩͎̙͚̰̭̣̲̭͍̩̔̎̋̃̀̅̌́̓̂̑͜͝ͅè̷̝̘̭̫͖͚͓͙͒́̔̂͐̉̓͑̔̕̕͜͜͝͝ͅf̵̢͔͇̦̘͇̮̠͍̝̐̾̀̿̀͌̐̑́͝͝͝o̵̞̗̖̣͖̻̾̍͛̇̏͛̏͋̒͋͑͝ͅr̶̨̲̪̙̥̮͈̲͖͙͎̠͎̥̋̍͝ẽ̷͙͖̦̫̺̬͊̈́͂͘͝.̵̧̜͓̲̗̼͚̈́̈́̚
W̶̛̬͛̓̽h̶̩͉̭͊̌̂́̓̉̕ė̵͌̂͊̀̾͗̚͜͠n̴̯̹͇͍̥̘̪̺̤̽́̂͛̎'̶̡͔̭̓́́̀̀̋̽̿̈́̈́͆͠s̶͓̟͚̲̈́̾̄̑̐͠͝ ̸̫͈̮̞̜̲̖̯̞͇́̑͋̉̄̉͆t̵̨̗͇̥̱̻̞̟̹̘͌̎̐̅̽͘ḩ̸͇̆͑̄͊͒́̌͆̀̇̕͘e̷̢̜̬̫͔̭̰͕̘͕̞̒͒̏͆͋̋̍̑͛̒͂͊̂͝ ̶̧͇̪̭̥̪͊̔̈͑͛̋͌͌̋̓̃̈́͝p̶̙̜̙͇̟̹͖̳̉ͅͅr̸̺͍̞̘̮̫̮͇̔̏͛̀͑́̈̊͛̕ơ̸̢̗͕͍͇̽̋́́͆̆̾̕͠͠c̸̟͕̜̞̣̜̞͕͚̼̺̠̈͜e̶̤̦̩̪̟̲̩̤̳̣̪͔̗͙̔̿̐͜d̷̺́̔͂û̶̻̲̞̳͚͇̳̪̘r̵̡̬̱͕̤͚͓̹͝e̷̢̳̱̘͇̲͍̤̯̔̄͊͂̀͛͋̊͗̍̕͠?̴̟̙͔̗̤̣͙̣͙̺̰̰̜̮̄
You can’t just push that on me without warning! Like, yes, of course it has to be me, but still! I have to plan it, I have to prepare!
I could use a modified version of the procedure I used for Gulhaj, but Guldhaj’s eldritch essence was native, and way less, a remnant of a remnant, but this, this one is foreign, and I’m not even sure if it behaves the same as that of Her Eldritch Majesty, good thing I have been building equipment for the trip in the void, we could use a few more Avryl coils, and the Kirk implement will come in handy too, even if the casing isn’t finished, but we have no choice, I also will have to make a special stabiliser for Turkos, and we’ll need to sacrifice a big chunk of Hajhaj, if only I had another scale from the Ljushaj, we’ll, nothing to be done, time is of the essence, but that procedure is going to be extremely dangerous, and I’ll need to store the leftover essence somewhere, and Hajhaj won’t be able to handle it, I don’t know I don’t know I don’t know, Hajhaj will have to actively assist with stabilisation, proper preparation could take days!
Give me 3 hours.
Anything I can do to help?
well i odnt know what i can do, but- I know- well- I feel I can help
Boss makes a dollar, I make a dime, I make memes on company time.
Where’s the third and fourth horseman?
My time has come
One more, and they will be complete
Does this count?
FOUND THE FOURTH HORSEMAN
They’ve all been collected. Now we have the warriors strong enough to take down capitalism
PARENT-HAJ WHO ARE OUR 4 HOURSEMEN?!?!?!
depends in what way, technically we do have 4 main “sharks”
well now im peaked in interest :3
Boss makes a dollar, I make a dime, I make memes on company time.
Where’s the third and fourth horseman?
My time has come
One more, and they will be complete
Does this count?
FOUND THE FOURTH HORSEMAN
They’ve all been collected. Now we have the warriors strong enough to take down capitalism
PARENT-HAJ WHO ARE OUR 4 HOURSEMEN?!?!?!
