![]() The field quakes around my feet as I land. Then I hop with my left foot, dropping down into a crouch in time with a bass drop only I can hear. ![]() My right foot taps, gradually increasing speed before pausing. ![]() ![]() Then all alchemy activity vanishes, not that there ever was any real elemental manipulation there, just pure reality bending. The headphones levitate into my ears, the plug invisible. Hidden in the folds of space-time my Spacey Pants fabric, my gloved (of mind) fingers begin to tap randomly to a indecipherable beat. My Literally a Magic Cape glows slightly as I rest my hands in my pockets. I slide Rock of Ages into my pocket while simultaneously removing a pair of headphones. ![]() Why didn't you just say so? This ought to be fun. >Protocol_Terminus/override/experiment_tangulation I'm sorry, what? You've given me some weird orders but come on. Might as well drop a charging post while I have the- dagnabbit.
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