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[imagomeandyou]

"And you? Oh, you're also quite drunk aren't you? Yes, this is the Human Saturday Night, and you do love your libations."

[ So you've been tossed in a jail. Where? What for? There is a Weirdly Pretty Lady grilling every other poor sod in the drunk tank animatedly when you too are shoved ignobly in as well. ]

"Ah! Another fresh face! How good of you to join us!"

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Re: cw: whatever this thread is

[imagomeandyou]

[ smiiiiiiiles and

Time to brain dump what she actually knows about the Carbon Destroyer. How it will spread (inevitably, irreparably), and how in time it will infect every being of every kingdom of life. From the greatest beast to the tiniest cell, sooner or later the poison will touch every strand of DNA on the planet. All that lives will begin to rot. Not right away. Not even in a single generation. But bit by bit, life will shut down. Until only the tiniest multicellular beings are left, and then the single cells, and then not even them. Perhaps a few simple enough viruses will survive. Perhaps someday they will be able to create “life” again on this sterilized world.

But probably not. ]

Re: cw: whatever this thread is

[kettlewelp]

[his hands spasm on her throat, but if nothing else, the infodump means that it's too weak to do damage; he's too busy processing the parts of the information that he didn't have already. and yet...]

--this is why you finally agreed to let me kill them!

Re: cw: whatever this thread is

[imagomeandyou]

It was, yes. But it’s too late now, oh gentle brother mine.

[ beams him again with her absolute certainty that the weapon will be used against the next Kaiju that stomps into the Tokyo metropolitan area ]

Re: cw: whatever this thread is

[kettlewelp]

[wavers at that, more physical than emotional, listing to one side and lifting one hand from her throat to his forehead; his nose is bleeding now too. the magnitude of her conviction is incompatible with their feeble human tissues in much the same way as the magnitude of his fury.]

Nngh--

((and then an offer gets made which Mothra graciously accepts for them. oops!))