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“ did it ever risen , in the first place ? ” dead pan .. she really is a delusional mess . dark bomber loses no time , already coming to snatch the barrel back .
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" slurp has the perfect components to create life. . twist those components and it becomes a powerful weapon . . . such as my agent's Greatest creation. . the sludge. "
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“ cube energy is so much better than using slurp . . ” she muttered , already judging the woman before her .. slurp was used to heal , so why * use it for chaos , on the first place ?
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" why of course .ᐟ I make the most chaos bringing experiments out of this fluid . . direct copys of loopers , juggernauts fueled off slurp . things that are capable of pure destruction . "
ah , she's monologuing .
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eyes sharpen at the sudden revelation .. she judged too soon . still , the cube entity remains monotone .
“ do you call slurp your ‘fluid experiment’ ? ” a humourless laugh . “ that sounds dumber than what my sister says on a daily . ”
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" the cave that I and my Agent called our base long before you .ᐣ "
hatches on her back open , allowing large tendrils of black ooze to come out and grab the barrel . .
" now leave my Experiment fluid alone . "
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“ no . my peace is being on the cave — away from the noise and the annoying people . ” zapping the director ' s hand with a crackle of energy , brows furrow .
“ let go . you ' re not in my level . ”
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" your 'Peace' is spying on the director of chaos .ᐣ how bold . you must think highly of yourself . . "
trying to pull the barrel back towards her , but she's struggling against the others power .
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“ you ' ve caused much more of an issue than i . i was simply roaming around , and your failure disrupted my peace . ” pulling the barrel to her using a bit of her power .. she ' s petty .
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" the genetic mutation of having three fingers is irrelevant to a cleaning process . "
looking down at the slurp mess down the shaft. . writing a few things down .
" if you want my slurp, then there's plenty of Carrier trucks around the island . "
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keeping quiet for most of the time , she glances over the woman before simply shrugging . “ that remains irrelevant . ” short & dry , the barrel stops being held — THUMP !
“ you ' ll need much more than three fingers to clean this up . ”
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putting this out there, chaos director will NOT be a serious muse whatsoever she's going to be a unserious villain of the week
why? bc I said so
" it's because my lousy agent of chaos can't go 5 seconds without trying to find a 'shortcut' in simple tasks . "
small pause , looking at the now floating barrel. . . then at the other . .
" who exactly are you .ᐣ "
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for an instant , the woman had ‘hopes’ on the director .. until eventually , she just stared blankly at the mess .
boots echoing through the cave hallways , her power ' s already lifting up one barrel — purple energy crackling . ‘ not impressive .. ’
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aaaand , she activated the lift . . it was steadily decend to her " secret " base . . until , the lift gave out and broke all of the barrels at the bottom . . ah .
" well . . " ugh, that was something she now had to clean up . damn it .
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messing up with the machinery .. or letting fate impress ( or disappoint ) her . the cubic entity ' s still watching .. eyes narrowed enough to pierce through the scene unfolding .
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The director has been moving these barrels for almost an hour . . all thanks to her agent, who decided to take a vacation day . .
but , she's now recounting all the barrels that have been successfully moved . writing a few things down. .
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