...yes, it is time I teach the ignorant masses. These lessons will be pounded into there minds. You will be forced to learn the true grasp of my authority.
*ceases his heelieing and instead sits down and thinks about existence* Why are we here, in this endless, depressing void in the middle of space? Is there a meaning to this existence?
*Gamma turns to the void, with a look of realization upon his face* Are you suggesting we begin the workers' revolution to reclaim what is rightfully ours?
So what is it you suggest now, infinite void? Is the only escape the sweet release of Nyx here? *turns in the direction of Nyx_Avatar* I am ready my friend.
*Gamma looks back to the void, confused* I am sorry, I was under the impression my masters were the large faceless corporations. I aimed to avoid them as soon as Nyx here is willing to oblige me.
@Bgammax🎵*Eyes glow black with rage* N O O O O O *Covers the immediate area with darkness and disembodied limbs spilling blood, organs and tissue. Screams can heard but no sentient lifeform can be seen. Faint, indistinguishable mumbling can be heard. You begin to shake violently.*
But doesn't Plot Armor only protect me from things that I am not trying to achieve? For example, even in kids shows the ability to make a vague heroic sacrifice is possible. Thus, if I intend to die, plot armor should not be capable of saving me.
Alright, thank you Nyx. I take it I just shoot myself in the head and shout "PERSONA" right? Alright *Gamma puts the strange gun in his mouth and pulls the trigger while attempting to shout* PUSONA
