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Sorry that's off limits
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You're telling me I brought the collaborated minds of twelve creators as an offering and I dont even get a swing. Must I go through you
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Yeah pretty much
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Sky turns grey and vacant. The chain rattles as the heads begin to laugh. Punches ground and a large jagged pylon spikes from the ground. For the tree dwellers to witness the addition
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Let's go
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Clenches fists and rocks begin to float. Then spiral
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*blocks*
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*walks up* What am I looking at exactly?
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The future and the past simultaneously. To which are you interested in