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MARCH 30-31: IDES OF GHETSIS
Join your favorite weirdos in an epic two-day battle against LORD GHETSIS! This is a medium to high stakes event, an anons are allowed to participate too!
Your goal? Work together with the Fox Prince N to take the false king off his feet and open him up for the killing blow! Will the combined forces of Rotomblr succeed, or will time be frozen forever?
If you don’t want your character to get too badly injured, there will be transportation to a medical facility afterward. Nobody will be killed (unless that’s your plan and you DM me about it)
Take up your arms, it’s time to kill a god!
YeagarTheDrake: Boss, are you sure this is gonna work, it's just a few of us, against a literal army that is being mass produced every minute, unless, I have an idea, and you're not gonna like it.
so boys, what's the game plan?
@that-one-poison-trainer
Ingo: We need to find a way into the main chamber. We’re sure all the guards he has are staffed right now, waiting for us.
Emmet: We wouldn’t want you to waste your energy dispatching mass-produced grunts. Leave them to us, we used to be one of them.
Meanwhile, YeagarTheDrake is racing back to the others as he finally convinces the Syndicate of the Sun to help them, but he must make it in time.
YeagarTheDrake: Come on girl, we have to get back to the others, that’s it, I’m gonna put you on maximum overdrive!!!!
YeagarTheDrake: (begins to put all his settings on the Quetza X4 into maximum overdrive, the engine began to flare up like a burning inferno, and the thrusters went to full velocity)
YeagarTheDrake: I’M COMING BOSSSSSS!!!!!!!!
IDES OF GHETSIS: FINAL DAY
Ingo: Well… we’re here. The final chamber. This is it… there’s no turning back.
Emmet: D-d-d-damn… s-s-so cold… it’s been getting colder the closer we get… something is very wrong here.
YeagarTheDrake: ¡Viva el diablo!
(As he falls down to his knees)
A head lies on the cold, metal floor.
The head of a man who claimed to be a god.
Standing above him are the very men he used to trust with his life.
And yet, a millennium later, it has come to this.
Bodies strewn across the court of a false palace.
A blood red sun rises to melt away the ice.
The king is dead. Long live the devil.