From Ingrid Islet to Fandom Island, All Throughout Thursday

[weirderthanthou]

As the snow kept falling gently upon the island's shores and denizens, something else was... waking. Across the water, Ingrid Islet, Child of Nemesis, woke to find Mother all-aflutter with whimsy.

It would not stand for it; clearly, Fandom was once again playing favorites, giving people an easy time when they should be suffering in conflict.

And so Ingrid reached within itself, deep, deep within, past the skein of the multiverse-- and plucked at its worst residents to its heart's content. It spat them all out across the water, a few at a time. It wouldn't be able to sustain them for long, but a little reminder-- that was all they needed.

[[ feel free to establish your nemeses here or play them in town ]]

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[suspicious_stranger]

"Ahhhhh," Ardyn breathed out, an amused look on his face as he pushed back the bucket hat on his head to get a better view of the area around them, "how very quaint..."

It did feel rather good to be back, though, and to have someone else do all the playing around with time and space for a chance. Although, let's be honest, he wasn't about to let someone else have all the fun, either, and had a few little tricks up the sleeves of his own duster as well.

One such trick currently tethered on a leash in his hand, because the technology was still quite volatile, and there was no telling yet what Unit-05953234 was truly capable of. But, hopefully, they would have a chance to find out soon, and, with such a small island, it shouldn't be too difficult to find who he was looking for.

[hashtag_chocobro]

For now, Unit-05953234 wasn't doing much of anything beside numbly following behind Ardyn and wincing and growling a little at the sunlight shining down on him; the cloud cover and the snow only provide the slightest relief. Even after all the torturous experiments they'd put him through to try and get his Starscourge immune to the powerful effects of light, they hadn't quite gotten it right, and thick ropes of blackish purple smoke were roiling over his tainted flesh, slowly trying to eat it away and deteriorate it. The fact that he could last as long as he could in the light was revolutionary, really, and if only they could crack exactly what it was that made this Unit somehow so....special. They'd tried with so many others, and they all failed miserably, but this one...this one was the key, and Ardyn promised Verstaal to take good care of him. As if Ardyn would do anything but!

Unit-05953234 stuck close to Ardyn, ignoring the pain, only awaiting his orders at last.

[imafuturist]

You know what? There could have been a whole gaggle of enemies showing up for Iron Man.

But you all got lucky in having MODOC in a cute, pink crop top and Reeboks.

Feel lucky about it, puny organics.

[sith_happened]

Far be it for Emperor Palpatine to cast aspersions on what other beings chose to wear (Ha. Kidding. He loved to cast aspersions.), but this was particularly awful.

"You look ridiculous," he informed the creature. At least his giant clock necklace was useful. He would use it to remember the time he defeated Anakin Skywalker.

[imafuturist]

"You look ridiculous!" MODOC shouted shrillly. "That clock is unnecessary!"

[sith_happened]

"You're unnecessary," Palpatine retorted.

[imafuturist]

"No, it is you who is unnecessary!" He shouted, putting just way too many syllables into that last word.