the dome: a battleground for the gods!

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*cut with elk*

”Good. Where’d you get it from?”

 "I happened across it while exploring outside the dome. It was stuck, blade up, in a rock at the top of a very stormy mountain."

 “Makes sense. It seemed sentient to an extent, do you know why?”

 "I sense the presence of a spirit within the weapon. Perhaps that is why it is sentient?"

 “Huh. I wonder…”

 Suddenly, Elk stiffens. He looks at the glaive, then back at Grey. He seems to be telepathically having a conversation with whatever is inside the glaive.

 “What?”

 Galighorelk attemps to use his telepathy to communicate with Grey, but another voice, one that sounds of booming thunder, keeps cutting in. Elk gives up and resorts to speaking out loud. "The weapon... does... indeed have a... spirit inside. They say... they are a storm... giant."

 “Interesting…”

 "They are... also asking... if you know what year... it is. I would tell them... myself, but they will not... listen to me at the... moment."

 “Beats me. I exist outside of time.”

 A small spark of lightning leaps from the glaive's blade, shocking Grey. "I do not think... they like your... answer." Elk unstiffens, then sighs in relief.

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Accompanied by the sound of trumpets, a squadron of Big cats, ranging from Lions to Cougars to leopards and tigers, a few dozen of them in total, walk in an organized fashion towards the dome. At the center of the group is an enormous Crag Cat, and on its back is an ornate white, gold, and purple silk pillow. Resting on that pillow is a masterfully decorated teacup, a quite large one adorned with many patterns of flowers, birds, clouds, human royalty, and cats. Resting inside the teacup, is an adorable calico kitten, taking a nap while being paraded around the dome. Also on the silk pillow is a similarly decorated pink sash, of human size, surrounding the teacup.

 The land shark walks directly in front of the parade, turning away to face them with an odd barking noise 

 Two lions rush forwards to the land shark, growling with suspicion. The parade stops in its tracks as they investigate.

 It sits down and barks again. It is quite cute 

 The lions pause, confused.

the calico cat stretches, and meows in its teacup as it slowly wakes up, grabbing onto the edges of the cup and peering over, batting it’s eyes, looking at the land shark that waked it.

 It barks again, giving a sharkish smile 

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*cut with elk*

”Good. Where’d you get it from?”

 "I happened across it while exploring outside the dome. It was stuck, blade up, in a rock at the top of a very stormy mountain."

 “Makes sense. It seemed sentient to an extent, do you know why?”

 "I sense the presence of a spirit within the weapon. Perhaps that is why it is sentient?"

 “Huh. I wonder…”

 Suddenly, Elk stiffens. He looks at the glaive, then back at Grey. He seems to be telepathically having a conversation with whatever is inside the glaive.

 “What?”

 Galighorelk attemps to use his telepathy to communicate with Grey, but another voice, one that sounds of booming thunder, keeps cutting in. Elk gives up and resorts to speaking out loud. "The weapon... does... indeed have a... spirit inside. They say... they are a storm... giant."

 “Interesting…”

 "They are... also asking... if you know what year... it is. I would tell them... myself, but they will not... listen to me at the... moment."

 “Beats me. I exist outside of time.”

 A small spark of lightning leaps from the glaive's blade, shocking Grey. "I do not think... they like your... answer." Elk unstiffens, then sighs in relief.

 He seems unconcerned by this “Well it isn’t getting anything else.”

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Accompanied by the sound of trumpets, a squadron of Big cats, ranging from Lions to Cougars to leopards and tigers, a few dozen of them in total, walk in an organized fashion towards the dome. At the center of the group is an enormous Crag Cat, and on its back is an ornate white, gold, and purple silk pillow. Resting on that pillow is a masterfully decorated teacup, a quite large one adorned with many patterns of flowers, birds, clouds, human royalty, and cats. Resting inside the teacup, is an adorable calico kitten, taking a nap while being paraded around the dome. Also on the silk pillow is a similarly decorated pink sash, of human size, surrounding the teacup.

 The land shark walks directly in front of the parade, turning away to face them with an odd barking noise 

 Two lions rush forwards to the land shark, growling with suspicion. The parade stops in its tracks as they investigate.

 It sits down and barks again. It is quite cute 

 The lions pause, confused.

the calico cat stretches, and meows in its teacup as it slowly wakes up, grabbing onto the edges of the cup and peering over, batting it’s eyes, looking at the land shark that waked it.

 It barks again, giving a sharkish smile 

 The kitten meows, tilting it’s head in curiosity, the Crag cat bringing them closer, the pillow precariously balanced on their back.

*Johnny teatime is gonna be so fun*

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*cut with elk*

”Good. Where’d you get it from?”

 "I happened across it while exploring outside the dome. It was stuck, blade up, in a rock at the top of a very stormy mountain."

 “Makes sense. It seemed sentient to an extent, do you know why?”

 "I sense the presence of a spirit within the weapon. Perhaps that is why it is sentient?"

 “Huh. I wonder…”

 Suddenly, Elk stiffens. He looks at the glaive, then back at Grey. He seems to be telepathically having a conversation with whatever is inside the glaive.

 “What?”

 Galighorelk attemps to use his telepathy to communicate with Grey, but another voice, one that sounds of booming thunder, keeps cutting in. Elk gives up and resorts to speaking out loud. "The weapon... does... indeed have a... spirit inside. They say... they are a storm... giant."

 “Interesting…”

 "They are... also asking... if you know what year... it is. I would tell them... myself, but they will not... listen to me at the... moment."

 “Beats me. I exist outside of time.”

 A small spark of lightning leaps from the glaive's blade, shocking Grey. "I do not think... they like your... answer." Elk unstiffens, then sighs in relief.

 He seems unconcerned by this “Well it isn’t getting anything else.”

 "I do not think they wanted any more information. They withdrew from my consciousness as soon as that spark hit you."

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Accompanied by the sound of trumpets, a squadron of Big cats, ranging from Lions to Cougars to leopards and tigers, a few dozen of them in total, walk in an organized fashion towards the dome. At the center of the group is an enormous Crag Cat, and on its back is an ornate white, gold, and purple silk pillow. Resting on that pillow is a masterfully decorated teacup, a quite large one adorned with many patterns of flowers, birds, clouds, human royalty, and cats. Resting inside the teacup, is an adorable calico kitten, taking a nap while being paraded around the dome. Also on the silk pillow is a similarly decorated pink sash, of human size, surrounding the teacup.

 The land shark walks directly in front of the parade, turning away to face them with an odd barking noise 

 Two lions rush forwards to the land shark, growling with suspicion. The parade stops in its tracks as they investigate.

 It sits down and barks again. It is quite cute 

 The lions pause, confused.

the calico cat stretches, and meows in its teacup as it slowly wakes up, grabbing onto the edges of the cup and peering over, batting it’s eyes, looking at the land shark that waked it.

 It barks again, giving a sharkish smile 

 The kitten meows, tilting it’s head in curiosity, the Crag cat bringing them closer, the pillow precariously balanced on their back.

 It spits a high pressure torrent of water into the ground, writing with it: “Hi! I am Jeff! Jeff the land shark! Who are you!?”

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Accompanied by the sound of trumpets, a squadron of Big cats, ranging from Lions to Cougars to leopards and tigers, a few dozen of them in total, walk in an organized fashion towards the dome. At the center of the group is an enormous Crag Cat, and on its back is an ornate white, gold, and purple silk pillow. Resting on that pillow is a masterfully decorated teacup, a quite large one adorned with many patterns of flowers, birds, clouds, human royalty, and cats. Resting inside the teacup, is an adorable calico kitten, taking a nap while being paraded around the dome. Also on the silk pillow is a similarly decorated pink sash, of human size, surrounding the teacup.

 The land shark walks directly in front of the parade, turning away to face them with an odd barking noise 

 Two lions rush forwards to the land shark, growling with suspicion. The parade stops in its tracks as they investigate.

 It sits down and barks again. It is quite cute 

 The lions pause, confused.

the calico cat stretches, and meows in its teacup as it slowly wakes up, grabbing onto the edges of the cup and peering over, batting it’s eyes, looking at the land shark that waked it.

 It barks again, giving a sharkish smile 

 The kitten meows, tilting it’s head in curiosity, the Crag cat bringing them closer, the pillow precariously balanced on their back.

 It spits a high pressure torrent of water into the ground, writing with it: “Hi! I am Jeff! Jeff the land shark! Who are you!?”

 In the land shark’s mind, it hears the soft meowing of the kitten, saying, 

Johnny! Johnny Teatime! Wonderful to meet you! It squeaks in a childish tone.

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*cut with elk*

”Good. Where’d you get it from?”

 "I happened across it while exploring outside the dome. It was stuck, blade up, in a rock at the top of a very stormy mountain."

 “Makes sense. It seemed sentient to an extent, do you know why?”

 "I sense the presence of a spirit within the weapon. Perhaps that is why it is sentient?"

 “Huh. I wonder…”

 Suddenly, Elk stiffens. He looks at the glaive, then back at Grey. He seems to be telepathically having a conversation with whatever is inside the glaive.

 “What?”

 Galighorelk attemps to use his telepathy to communicate with Grey, but another voice, one that sounds of booming thunder, keeps cutting in. Elk gives up and resorts to speaking out loud. "The weapon... does... indeed have a... spirit inside. They say... they are a storm... giant."

 “Interesting…”

 "They are... also asking... if you know what year... it is. I would tell them... myself, but they will not... listen to me at the... moment."

 “Beats me. I exist outside of time.”

 A small spark of lightning leaps from the glaive's blade, shocking Grey. "I do not think... they like your... answer." Elk unstiffens, then sighs in relief.

 He seems unconcerned by this “Well it isn’t getting anything else.”

 "I do not think they wanted any more information. They withdrew from my consciousness as soon as that spark hit you."

 “Cool I guess.” He sits down and pulls out some scrap metal from his pocket, as well as some tools as he begins to tinker 

*anyone else wanna RP?*

lonely is freaking out.

Corvin is messing with a timeline.

Johnny teatime and the tea party cat parade are parading about.

Alacreus is greeting every creature it sees, big and small, with a playful tackle.

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Accompanied by the sound of trumpets, a squadron of Big cats, ranging from Lions to Cougars to leopards and tigers, a few dozen of them in total, walk in an organized fashion towards the dome. At the center of the group is an enormous Crag Cat, and on its back is an ornate white, gold, and purple silk pillow. Resting on that pillow is a masterfully decorated teacup, a quite large one adorned with many patterns of flowers, birds, clouds, human royalty, and cats. Resting inside the teacup, is an adorable calico kitten, taking a nap while being paraded around the dome. Also on the silk pillow is a similarly decorated pink sash, of human size, surrounding the teacup.

 The land shark walks directly in front of the parade, turning away to face them with an odd barking noise 

 Two lions rush forwards to the land shark, growling with suspicion. The parade stops in its tracks as they investigate.

 It sits down and barks again. It is quite cute 

 The lions pause, confused.

the calico cat stretches, and meows in its teacup as it slowly wakes up, grabbing onto the edges of the cup and peering over, batting it’s eyes, looking at the land shark that waked it.

 It barks again, giving a sharkish smile 

 The kitten meows, tilting it’s head in curiosity, the Crag cat bringing them closer, the pillow precariously balanced on their back.

 It spits a high pressure torrent of water into the ground, writing with it: “Hi! I am Jeff! Jeff the land shark! Who are you!?”

 In the land shark’s mind, it hears the soft meowing of the kitten, saying, 

Johnny! Johnny Teatime! Wonderful to meet you! It squeaks in a childish tone.

 “Why do you have so many cats?”

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Accompanied by the sound of trumpets, a squadron of Big cats, ranging from Lions to Cougars to leopards and tigers, a few dozen of them in total, walk in an organized fashion towards the dome. At the center of the group is an enormous Crag Cat, and on its back is an ornate white, gold, and purple silk pillow. Resting on that pillow is a masterfully decorated teacup, a quite large one adorned with many patterns of flowers, birds, clouds, human royalty, and cats. Resting inside the teacup, is an adorable calico kitten, taking a nap while being paraded around the dome. Also on the silk pillow is a similarly decorated pink sash, of human size, surrounding the teacup.

 The land shark walks directly in front of the parade, turning away to face them with an odd barking noise 

 Two lions rush forwards to the land shark, growling with suspicion. The parade stops in its tracks as they investigate.

 It sits down and barks again. It is quite cute 

 The lions pause, confused.

the calico cat stretches, and meows in its teacup as it slowly wakes up, grabbing onto the edges of the cup and peering over, batting it’s eyes, looking at the land shark that waked it.

 It barks again, giving a sharkish smile 

 The kitten meows, tilting it’s head in curiosity, the Crag cat bringing them closer, the pillow precariously balanced on their back.

 It spits a high pressure torrent of water into the ground, writing with it: “Hi! I am Jeff! Jeff the land shark! Who are you!?”

 In the land shark’s mind, it hears the soft meowing of the kitten, saying, 

Johnny! Johnny Teatime! Wonderful to meet you! It squeaks in a childish tone.

 “Why do you have so many cats?”

 Cat friends! Why do you have so few cats, friend?!?

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Accompanied by the sound of trumpets, a squadron of Big cats, ranging from Lions to Cougars to leopards and tigers, a few dozen of them in total, walk in an organized fashion towards the dome. At the center of the group is an enormous Crag Cat, and on its back is an ornate white, gold, and purple silk pillow. Resting on that pillow is a masterfully decorated teacup, a quite large one adorned with many patterns of flowers, birds, clouds, human royalty, and cats. Resting inside the teacup, is an adorable calico kitten, taking a nap while being paraded around the dome. Also on the silk pillow is a similarly decorated pink sash, of human size, surrounding the teacup.

 The land shark walks directly in front of the parade, turning away to face them with an odd barking noise 

 Two lions rush forwards to the land shark, growling with suspicion. The parade stops in its tracks as they investigate.

 It sits down and barks again. It is quite cute 

 The lions pause, confused.

the calico cat stretches, and meows in its teacup as it slowly wakes up, grabbing onto the edges of the cup and peering over, batting it’s eyes, looking at the land shark that waked it.

 It barks again, giving a sharkish smile 

 The kitten meows, tilting it’s head in curiosity, the Crag cat bringing them closer, the pillow precariously balanced on their back.

 It spits a high pressure torrent of water into the ground, writing with it: “Hi! I am Jeff! Jeff the land shark! Who are you!?”

 In the land shark’s mind, it hears the soft meowing of the kitten, saying, 

Johnny! Johnny Teatime! Wonderful to meet you! It squeaks in a childish tone.

 “Why do you have so many cats?”

 Cat friends! Why do you have so few cats, friend?!?

 “They’re too chewy. And too much fur. Not good snacks.”

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Accompanied by the sound of trumpets, a squadron of Big cats, ranging from Lions to Cougars to leopards and tigers, a few dozen of them in total, walk in an organized fashion towards the dome. At the center of the group is an enormous Crag Cat, and on its back is an ornate white, gold, and purple silk pillow. Resting on that pillow is a masterfully decorated teacup, a quite large one adorned with many patterns of flowers, birds, clouds, human royalty, and cats. Resting inside the teacup, is an adorable calico kitten, taking a nap while being paraded around the dome. Also on the silk pillow is a similarly decorated pink sash, of human size, surrounding the teacup.

 The land shark walks directly in front of the parade, turning away to face them with an odd barking noise 

 Two lions rush forwards to the land shark, growling with suspicion. The parade stops in its tracks as they investigate.

 It sits down and barks again. It is quite cute 

 The lions pause, confused.

the calico cat stretches, and meows in its teacup as it slowly wakes up, grabbing onto the edges of the cup and peering over, batting it’s eyes, looking at the land shark that waked it.

 It barks again, giving a sharkish smile 

 The kitten meows, tilting it’s head in curiosity, the Crag cat bringing them closer, the pillow precariously balanced on their back.

 It spits a high pressure torrent of water into the ground, writing with it: “Hi! I am Jeff! Jeff the land shark! Who are you!?”

 In the land shark’s mind, it hears the soft meowing of the kitten, saying, 

Johnny! Johnny Teatime! Wonderful to meet you! It squeaks in a childish tone.

 “Why do you have so many cats?”

 Cat friends! Why do you have so few cats, friend?!?

 “They’re too chewy. And too much fur. Not good snacks.”

 Don’t eat cats! Cats friend!

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“But hungry. All is food when Jeff hungry.”

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“But hungry. All is food when Jeff hungry.”

 not cats! Don’t try to eat cats!

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“But hungry. All is food when Jeff hungry.”

 not cats! Don’t try to eat cats!

 “But…hungry.”

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“But hungry. All is food when Jeff hungry.”

 not cats! Don’t try to eat cats!

 “But…hungry.”

 but cats!

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“But hungry. All is food when Jeff hungry.”

 not cats! Don’t try to eat cats!

 “But…hungry.”

 but cats!

 “Food comes first.”

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*Cut with arch* 

“But hungry. All is food when Jeff hungry.”

 not cats! Don’t try to eat cats!

 “But…hungry.”

 but cats!

 “Food comes first.”

 cat comes firs! If you eat cat, I eat you!