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Hngh... *presses the most green looking button that exists*
Auphelia and Volaworand
*Spectates with some carrot flavored popcorn as a snack*
This is what happens when you don't acknowledge red as a color button, or any other color buttons for that matter.
*Sighs*
*Feels the strong wind breezes created by TSSS*
*Floofs up*
The Solar System Scope, Auphelia, and Volaworand
*isn't stabbed because you are dead*
TSSS!
WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!
THAT'S THE OLIVE GREEN BUTTON!!!
Let's end this quick, eh? *sticks a giant EMP on TSSS* *detonates*
The Solar System Scope and Rabbitz
Starts reviving nations, in order to sacrifice them to Auphelia
The Solar System Scope and Auphelia
You're dead.
Perhaps there is one thing I can do to end the madness...
It would be risky, though. I might do more damage than good...
TSSS isn't electronic, or has any cybernetic components
The Solar System Scope and Auphelia
*surviving census workers work overtime to count the remaining citizens, finding that nearly 2,700 survived the event, with close to 3,000 confirmed deaths and the rest unconfirmed but highly likely*
*legions of defenders are slaughtered as TSP rages, making his way towards the Gates of TNP*
You have to. We need bodies to fight him, if only to slow him down, and you are certainly one of our strongest.
*begins performing surgeries on other bodies, forming 500 new dragon bodies and configuring them, before stabbing you in the brain with a needle*
This should give you control of these dragon bodies. With you working in unison with these flesh puppets, you might buy us two, maybe three minutes.
Do this for your region, and the tens of thousands who might die if he is not stopped here.
No, not the cerulean!
Are foxes colourblind!?
Oh . . . oops.
(0-0)
*begins going through the areas devastated by TSP, stitching the bodies of the dead nations into dragons to add to Si-topia's army*
Living flesh is always easier to work with!
Thank you!
The Solar System Scope, Si-topia, Volaworand, and Felis silvestris grampia
Fudge. At least the pile driver is dead.
But, I can't...
O-okay...
*swoops down at TSSS, the other dragons following my movements, and shoots thousands of jets of fire at him*
The Solar System Scope, Auphelia, Volaworand, and Felis silvestris grampia
FUDGING 'ELL! Guess i have no choice.... *begins armageddon*
It's time to end this...
*presses all the buttons*
Si-topia, Auphelia, Volaworand, Rabbitz, and 1 otherFelis silvestris grampia
*all the buttons are bust after i EMP'd them*
The Solar System Scope and Rabbitz
NO! NOT THE MAROON BUTTON-
*nuke gets dropped on Syracuse*
Prepare to die, foxy boi.
The Solar System Scope, Volaworand, Rabbitz, and Felis silvestris grampia
Welp, is nearly time for school.... ugh....
*Tears up*
*Lies down and sleeps the tears off*
*Works on viral agents that will regress TSSSs mutated body to a normal fox*
We need scientists and victims for testing.
Now!
The Solar System Scope and Auphelia
And that's the quote of the day.
The Solar System Scope, Volaworand, and Rabbitz
Welp, g'bye TSP
The Solar System Scope, Volaworand, and Felis silvestris grampia
*Sips tea*
.... I’m not even going to say anything.
The Solar System Scope and Rabbitz
*TSP is slowly reduced to a slag heap, his external body slowed down*
*his body eventually cools, and an eerie silence fills the region*
*suddenly, a claw breaks loose, and then a tentacle, and a wing*
*the interior of his metallic framework breaks loose, still massive, but merely the size of a whale, not to the clouds*
*he launches himself at you and your army, taking out a dozen dragons in as many seconds, screaming in a guttural roar that pulverises the internal organs of the nearest twenty dragons*
*he tears through nearly another dozen before . . . *
*the mechanical suit stills and a gentle female voice speaking Japanese begins speaking as the metal slowly peels off of you, falling down into the ground*
*the tiny fox at the centre, so small in contrast to his raging form, blinks*
*sadly, Si-topia's dragon army have still been set into attack mode, and the split second before she sends out the signal to end the attack, a stray jet of fire strikes him*
*he is badly burned, much of the flesh on his left side melted away, but he has a few minutes left to speak before his inevitable demise*
The Solar System Scope, Si-topia, Volaworand, Hanguk-Nippon, and 1 otherFelis silvestris grampia
What is this....
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