welp

[stars_struck]

[Look around. This is the world your world could be, if inhabited by moeblob warriors: somehow, the DR's turned from a happy town into a checkerboard and blasted landscape of improbable ruined architecture and the remnants of destroyed buildings and structures. The skies are dark and cloudy, the atmosphere bleak and windy

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[pimpsaw]

[yessssssss]

[GUESS WHO GOT KING SAW BACK]

... A wonderful turn of events, isn't it?

[stars_struck]

[doesn't so much as look at her :|]

[pimpsaw]

Don't tell me you're upset, Shooter. This is where we belong.

[stars_struck]

[quietly and with definite anger]

... shut up.

[pimpsaw]

No. I don't think I will.

[stars_struck]

... I've beaten you once.

[pimpsaw]

And I've defeated you twice.

[stars_struck]

[CANNON... is shaking a little]

... do you really think I'll hold back here anymore?

[pimpsaw]

I would hope not.

[stars_struck]

[doesn't remove her sights from BGS, but looks back over one shoulder.]

... it's worse than I'd remembered.

[pimpsaw]

Home sweet home.

[stars_struck]

... why return to this? Why want to?

[pimpsaw]

This is what we are.

[stars_struck]

... you, maybe. I learnt how to change.

[pimpsaw]

Then you won't last long here.

[stars_struck]

[the cannon's still looking kind of wobbly, but her voice might indicate it's anger rather than baw]

Try me.