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		<title>Unwound - Revision history</title>
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		<id>https://multiversemush.com/mw/index.php?title=Unwound&amp;diff=4851&amp;oldid=prev</id>
		<title>Counterclockwise at 05:01, 20 August 2014</title>
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				<updated>2014-08-20T05:01:10Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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				&lt;td colspan='2' style=&quot;background-color: white; color:black; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;← Older revision&lt;/td&gt;
				&lt;td colspan='2' style=&quot;background-color: white; color:black; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Revision as of 05:01, 20 August 2014&lt;/td&gt;
				&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-lineno&quot; id=&quot;mw-diff-left-l5&quot; &gt;Line 5:&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-lineno&quot;&gt;Line 5:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;|Thanks=Everyone there for putting up with my insane experimentation! (Thank you~!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;|Thanks=Everyone there for putting up with my insane experimentation! (Thank you~!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;|Cast of Characters=33, 42, 152, 183, 275, 307, 369, 422&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;|Cast of Characters=33, 42, 152, 183, 275, 307, 369, 422&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;−&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;|Tinyplot=&lt;del class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;The Peculiar Tale of Mizuki's World (name pending!)&lt;/del&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;+&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;|Tinyplot=&lt;ins class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;A Chime at the Precipice&lt;/ins&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;|pretty=yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;|pretty=yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;}}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;}}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-lineno&quot;&gt;Line 146:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''{{#var:183|Mizuki (183)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;#160; &amp;#160; Mizuki claps her hands together as a bright, wide grin spreads across her face. &amp;quot;Splendid~!&amp;quot; Suddenly, a table and chairs appear right there in the entryway. Soon, Faruja's tea is cooked and ready in a pot in the center of the table. Fetching a candelabra from some arbitrary location in some corner of nowhere, she sets it on to the table... and lights it with her mind. Then she passes out saucers and cups to everyone, giving a curtsy.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;#160; &amp;#160; &amp;quot;Tea is served, then~!&amp;quot; Grin~. &amp;quot;Creation knows you all have earned it!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''{{#var:183|Mizuki (183)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;#160; &amp;#160; Mizuki claps her hands together as a bright, wide grin spreads across her face. &amp;quot;Splendid~!&amp;quot; Suddenly, a table and chairs appear right there in the entryway. Soon, Faruja's tea is cooked and ready in a pot in the center of the table. Fetching a candelabra from some arbitrary location in some corner of nowhere, she sets it on to the table... and lights it with her mind. Then she passes out saucers and cups to everyone, giving a curtsy.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;#160; &amp;#160; &amp;quot;Tea is served, then~!&amp;quot; Grin~. &amp;quot;Creation knows you all have earned it!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;−&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;del style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;/del&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;}}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;}}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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		<author><name>Counterclockwise</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>https://multiversemush.com/mw/index.php?title=Unwound&amp;diff=3529&amp;oldid=prev</id>
		<title>Staren: Fixing the glitterboy visual reference</title>
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				<updated>2014-07-04T02:16:30Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Fixing the glitterboy visual reference&lt;/p&gt;
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				&lt;td colspan='2' style=&quot;background-color: white; color:black; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;← Older revision&lt;/td&gt;
				&lt;td colspan='2' style=&quot;background-color: white; color:black; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Revision as of 02:16, 4 July 2014&lt;/td&gt;
				&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-lineno&quot; id=&quot;mw-diff-left-l81&quot; &gt;Line 81:&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''{{#var:307|Allyn (307)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Allyn growls as the black goop chases him and then latches onto him. He shivers once the cold uncomfortable feeling overcomes him and he gives a whine as he tries to free himself from the shade. He peers down at his leg and sees the head on it and growls at it, &amp;quot;Get off of me.&amp;quot; he tells it and then he is trying to bite at it again, gnawing at the head on his leg. Grrrr chomp.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''{{#var:307|Allyn (307)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Allyn growls as the black goop chases him and then latches onto him. He shivers once the cold uncomfortable feeling overcomes him and he gives a whine as he tries to free himself from the shade. He peers down at his leg and sees the head on it and growls at it, &amp;quot;Get off of me.&amp;quot; he tells it and then he is trying to bite at it again, gnawing at the head on his leg. Grrrr chomp.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;−&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''{{#var:42|Staren (42)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;#160; &amp;#160; &amp;quot;A shade?&amp;quot; Staren nods a bit about the comment of main concern. Even as the Heartless^H^H^H^H^H^H^H^H^HShades begin to take form, Staren draws his laser pistol, sets the element to 'holy', and starts shooting.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;#160; &amp;#160; Then on second thought he shifts the weapon to the JA-12 rifle except lighter because imagination. Then on third thought he just turns into a Glitterboy. &lt;del class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;(&lt;/del&gt;Oh man I just found this /totally sweet picture/ of one too: http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2011/270/6/1/rifts_project___glitterboy_by_takaya-d4b5j58.jpg &lt;del class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;)&lt;/del&gt;&amp;lt;&lt;del class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;br &lt;/del&gt;/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;#160; &amp;#160; On fourth thought, the knight in shining power armor turns to Mizuki and asks, &amp;quot;Wait, why do we even need weapons? I mean, we can just imagine as big a weapon we want and blast 'em, right? Why can't we just imagine them away?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;+&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''{{#var:42|Staren (42)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;#160; &amp;#160; &amp;quot;A shade?&amp;quot; Staren nods a bit about the comment of main concern. Even as the Heartless^H^H^H^H^H^H^H^H^HShades begin to take form, Staren draws his laser pistol, sets the element to 'holy', and starts shooting.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;#160; &amp;#160; Then on second thought he shifts the weapon to the JA-12 rifle except lighter because imagination. Then on third thought he just turns into a Glitterboy.&lt;ins class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div class=&amp;quot;toccolours mw-collapsible mw-collapsed&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;/ins&gt;Oh man I just found this /totally sweet picture/ of one too:&lt;ins class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;&amp;lt;div class=&amp;quot;mw-collapsible-content&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;/ins&gt;http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2011/270/6/1/rifts_project___glitterboy_by_takaya-d4b5j58.jpg&amp;lt;/&lt;ins class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&lt;/ins&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;#160; &amp;#160; On fourth thought, the knight in shining power armor turns to Mizuki and asks, &amp;quot;Wait, why do we even need weapons? I mean, we can just imagine as big a weapon we want and blast 'em, right? Why can't we just imagine them away?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''{{#var:33|Arthur Lowell (33)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;#160; &amp;#160; Arthur exchanges more energetic friendliness with Faruja for a while, probably reminiscing about the party Mizuki threw for a bit, before things suddenly get a little more serious and dangerous.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;#160; &amp;#160; Arthur sees Mizuki bring out a sword, so he knows something might be really, legitimately dangerous, especially with her minor exposition on the subject. Ms. Fortune gets to drag him along - after all, there's nothing cooler than holding back combat preparation to the last possible moment. Though he forces himself to project a sort of casual nature, he's wary.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;#160; &amp;#160; And then, suddenly, something to beat up. Arthur Lowell wastes no time. Hopefully Nadia will have let go of him by now, because he's immediately got that brilliant white industrial metal broom in one hand, and will be trying to lunge forward. &amp;quot;VIOLENCE, huh?! Well FUCK!&amp;quot; The broom roars like some kind of horrible engine, blasting rocket exhaust out of its metal bristles. &amp;quot;Well NOW we got ourselves a FUCKIN' PARTY! COME ON, SHITHEADS! You STEP the FUCK OFF, we're gonna have ourselves a fuckin' TEA PARTY on your SLIMY GODDAMN CORPSES!&amp;quot; Using his rocket-powered broomstick, he attempts to rapidly dash between enemies, administering titanic melee strikes square to whatever may look like a face. If that's working out, well... He sees FARUJA collecting a lot of enemies. In one place.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;#160; &amp;#160; So at some point during all this, he attempts to leap facefirst into the gravitational singularity, using his own God of Space abilities to flood his own body with extreme resistance to its effects, and ram through the gathered cluster for MASSIVE damage to multiple targets! If Faruja didn't already kill them, Arthur's trying to finish them off with tremendous damage.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''{{#var:33|Arthur Lowell (33)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;#160; &amp;#160; Arthur exchanges more energetic friendliness with Faruja for a while, probably reminiscing about the party Mizuki threw for a bit, before things suddenly get a little more serious and dangerous.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;#160; &amp;#160; Arthur sees Mizuki bring out a sword, so he knows something might be really, legitimately dangerous, especially with her minor exposition on the subject. Ms. Fortune gets to drag him along - after all, there's nothing cooler than holding back combat preparation to the last possible moment. Though he forces himself to project a sort of casual nature, he's wary.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;#160; &amp;#160; And then, suddenly, something to beat up. Arthur Lowell wastes no time. Hopefully Nadia will have let go of him by now, because he's immediately got that brilliant white industrial metal broom in one hand, and will be trying to lunge forward. &amp;quot;VIOLENCE, huh?! Well FUCK!&amp;quot; The broom roars like some kind of horrible engine, blasting rocket exhaust out of its metal bristles. &amp;quot;Well NOW we got ourselves a FUCKIN' PARTY! COME ON, SHITHEADS! You STEP the FUCK OFF, we're gonna have ourselves a fuckin' TEA PARTY on your SLIMY GODDAMN CORPSES!&amp;quot; Using his rocket-powered broomstick, he attempts to rapidly dash between enemies, administering titanic melee strikes square to whatever may look like a face. If that's working out, well... He sees FARUJA collecting a lot of enemies. In one place.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;#160; &amp;#160; So at some point during all this, he attempts to leap facefirst into the gravitational singularity, using his own God of Space abilities to flood his own body with extreme resistance to its effects, and ram through the gathered cluster for MASSIVE damage to multiple targets! If Faruja didn't already kill them, Arthur's trying to finish them off with tremendous damage.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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		<author><name>Staren</name></author>	</entry>

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		<title>Counterclockwise: Mizuki invites her friends over for tea, but they're interrupted by her 'negative self', Apathy, and legions of her cronies! The cronies are now beaten, and Apathy...? Well, we'll see!</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Mizuki invites her friends over for tea, but they&amp;#039;re interrupted by her &amp;#039;negative self&amp;#039;, Apathy, and legions of her cronies! The cronies are now beaten, and Apathy...? Well, we&amp;#039;ll see!&lt;/p&gt;
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		<author><name>Counterclockwise</name></author>	</entry>

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