== > Be Coanan.

This guy's had little screen time since before the Prospit battle!

COANAN: 1'M 73LL1NG Y0U, 1'M 7H3 B357 CH01C3 F0R L34D4R.

NINFIA: (O)f c(o)urse y(o)u're n(o)t!

NINFIA: N(o)b(o)dy wants a leader wh(o)'s mean!

COANAN: 5AY5 Y0U. WH3N H4V3 Y0U 3V3R 541D 50M37H1NG N1C3 70 H3K474 70 K33P 7H3 T34M T0G37H3R?

COANAN: 4ND 1'M N0T M34N, JU57 50C10P47H1C.

CIPHRE: thxs agaxn

COANAN: W3LL, 1F Y0U B0R35 DON'7 W4N7 M3 T0 571CK 4R0UND, 1'LL GL4DLY B1D 4D13U 70 7H15 1D10CY.

COANAN: I'V3 F0UND 4 K15M3515 4ND 1'M SUR3 H15 C0MP4NY 15 MUCH M0R3 5C1NT1LL471NG 7H4N Y0UR5.

NINFIA: Fine then, leave!

COANAN: W17H PL345UR3.

You stalk out the door in search of the Mysterious UU. Of course, you have absolutely no way to find him. Glancing around at Hekata's land, you roll your eyes. What bullshit all this is.

Opening your husktop, you see he's sent you a message.

UnconscionableUvula [UU] began jeering grippingConundrum [GC]

UU: wwoah there coa youre sure you wwant to do this

GC: WH47 D0 Y0U M34N?

UU: comiing after me ju2t ii2nt wii2e

CG: 8ULL5H17.

Damn it, now your wondering how he can see you going through Hekata's land. And even if he could, how would he know you're coming after him?

UU: I HAVE CONTROL YOu ONLY DREAM OF.

UU: Manipul8tion of f8es like yours.

GC: 1F Y0U'R3 7RY1NG 70 D155U4D3 M3, 1'LL H4V3 Y0U KN0W 17 15 0NLY 53RV1NG T0 H31GH73N MY 1NT3R357.

UU: I Am Aware

UU: D —> But you're really quite easy to control.

UU: A poke t)(here, a prod t)(ere, and you spring t)(e trap on yourself! H-E H————E!

UU: MaKeS mY wOrK sO mUcH eAsIeR

UU: SO COME FIND ME, YOU FUCKALL BASTARD.

UU: 4ND TH3N W3LL S33 WHOS TH3 M4ST3R OF M1NDS >:]

UU: kisses! ^u^

UnconscionableUvula [UU] ceased jeering grippingConundrum [GC]

Ugh.

UnconscionableUvula [UU] began jeering grippingConundrum [GC]UU: (One_more_thing.)

UU: (Guess_I_can_type_like_this_now!)

AG: (Irisen_will_never_know_the_difference!) :)

== > Be Irisen.

Your spell! Did it work? You wait with baited breath.

Suddenly, your Husktop pings.It's... it's Zenana!

animatedGallivant [AG] began trolling canteringAndrogyny [CA]

AG: (Irisen!)

AG: (Oh_Irisen,_how_much_I_love_you!) <3

CA: ****** Zenana? Zeanna is that yuo?

You shake off the last of your pre-spellcasting drunkenness.

CA: ****** Zennie? You're really back?

AG: (How_could_I_ever_stay_away!_Let's_sing_a_dumb_song_to_ celebrate!)

CA: ****** Your songs aren't dumb!

AG: (Let's_have_some_romantic_kiss_and_live_happily_ever_after!)

CA: ****** Where are you? Still on LoMaR?

AG: (Zenana_is_FUCKING DEAD.

CA: ****** What!

UU: :33 < oh dear irisen

UU: it appears y0u were misled 0_0

UU: tHIS MUST BE,, sO dETRIMENTAL TO, yOUR SELF-ESTEEM

CA: ****** Zenana?

CA: ****** What are you doing?

UU: AhAhAhAhAhAhA

UU: AHAHAHAHAHAHAH

unscionableUvula [UU] ceased jeering canteringAndrogyny [CA]

CA: ****** ... ... ... !

You stagger back from your husktop, head reeling.

== > Be Desten.

 You've gone AWOL. You check on the past, future, and present memos to keep tabs on your opponents, but never respond. They are still bumbling around themselves, always trying to work together. They've got nothing on a long operative, one who stalks the paths of demons. One whose eyes are red and murderous, full of the fire that springs up all over your land.

Someday, you'll return.

Return and kill them all.

Paint the stones rainbow with their gorgeous blood.

save Cariel's for yourself.

and then.

you'll throw all of them away.

It'll be just you.

alone with your demons.

Again.

You trek with Castiel across the desert sand of LoFaD. He flutters his dark wings periodically, in what seems to be a disapproving way.

You see something up ahead.

That old archaic-looking blue box with the windows. And Hestus.

He runs over to you, kicking up sand as he goes.

HESTUS: ~Desten.~

HESTUS: ~Desten, I have some1hing I need 1o 1ell you.~

HESTUS: ~I can'1 be your Moirail.~

HESTUS: ~I can'1 do any1hing 1o help you.~

HESTUS: ~You've killed members of our 1eam.~

HESTUS: ~I'm sorry.~

DESTEN: seriously?.

DESTEN: you were the shittiest moirail in every way.

DESTEN: nobody can control me and yet you tried.

DESTEN: i saw this coming two miles off.

HESTUS: ~Des1en...~

DESTEN: yeah yeah i release you from the pale/ashen/whatever quadrant as well.

DESTEN: so when i kill everyone it wont be your fault.

DESTEN: death doesnt always mean goodbye.

DESTEN: the reason i kill is to make them go away but they wont!.

DESTEN: not ever.

DESTEN: not ever or ever or ever.

DESTEN: im tired of fighting.

DESTEN: so goodbye hestus.

DESTEN: have a nice death.

And with that, you leap into the TARDIS and zap away, leaving Hestus all alone, without supplies or a husktop, in the middle of a fiery desert.

Man, this box is really cramping your style. As you whiz over to Hestus's now uninhabited planet, you bash the TARDIS on the inside until it stops and lets you down. Finesse has never been your style.

== > Be Irisen.

One thought sticks in your mind.

IRISEN: ****** Canira.

She talked to Zenana last. She's the one who couldn't save her.

IRISEN: ****** Canira!

Zenana mentioned hope. You realize now that Zenana couldn't've known that Canira's hope was all a shitty, shitty empty promise.

IRISEN: ****** CANIRA!

You'll find your Kismesis. And then lord help her, because you don't know what you'll do. You're almost sorry in advance. You rip the final pony doll of Zenana, the one you just couldn't burn, and whisper to it.

IRISEN: ****** I'll avenge you, Zenana. They all will pay.

It could be your imagination, but it looks like she frowns at you and shakes her head, ever so slightly.

You open a memo.

CURRENT canteringAndrogyny [CCA] opened memo RIGHT NOW.

CCA: ****** I'll be saying goodbye to all of you now.

CCA: ****** You are disgusted by me.

CCA: ****** That is perfectly all right.

CCA: ****** If any of you see me, I recommend you run. Preferably fast.

CCA: ****** This will be my last goodbye. I'm never coming back to you.

CURRENT grandioseAdorability [CGA] began responding to memo RIGHT NOW.

CGA: W@!t!CGA: !r!$en, why?

CCA: ****** If I'm with you all, I'll see her face.

CCA: ****** I'm a danger to you. A wild card.

CCA: ****** Nobody wants a Bard of Life!

CGA: But !'ll m!$$ you!

CCA: ****** Miss Zenana instead, bitch.

CURRENT canteringAndrogyny [CCA] blocked CURRENT grandioseAdorability [CGA] from memo.

FUTURE grandioseAdorability [FGA] began responding to memo ONE MINUTE FROM NOW.

FGA: O#, !t worked!FGA: Gue$$ @ m!nute !$ con$!dered future, t#en.

FGA:  !r!$en, don't go.

CCA: ****** I know you believe everyone's your friend, Canira.

CCA: ****** But believe me, I am NOT your friend.

CURRENT canteringAndrogyny [CCA] closed memo.

You shut your husktop, closing it against the pings that mean incoming messages.

One ping resounds like a gong, constantly and consistently until you just have to open the message to shut it up.

animatedGallivant [AG] began trolling canteringAndrogyny [CA]AG: (Oh,_Irisen!!)

CA: SHUT UP!

AG: (Irisenny,_looking_for_your_precious_me?) <<<<<3

CA: ****** SHUT THE FUCK UP!

UU: Feeling a 8it mentally unhinged? High8lood tendencies coming out at last? Wanting to su8jug8 the low8loods like Caniiiiiiiira?CA: ****** SHUT THE FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK UP!

UU: 1 KNOW H3R BLOOD COLOR... A SL1GHTLY SOUR FRU1T. D3L3CT4BL3 WH3N SH3 BL3D >:]

UU: but i keep secrets f0r the 0nes wh0 wish me t00

CA: ****** Is it burgundy? I bet it's Olive like that Ciphre she's pining after.

UU: :33 < any purrticular reason you chose pine-ing?

CA: ****** Should there be?

UU: You Tell Me

CA: ****** If you troll me one more time with Zenana's quirk, I will murder you!

UU: OOH, EMPTY THREATS. I'M SIMPLY TERRIFIED.

UU: D —> It would be interesting to see you try to make good on that.

UU: unfortunately coanan ha2 me bu2y, but ii can make openiing2 UnconscionableUvula [UU] ceased jeering canteringAndrogyny [CA]

Now you're shaking. Zenana's face swirls through your mind. Purple blood staining her dress. Nobody even tried to save her. Too bad you don't know anything about fruits, sour or not.

"High8lood tendencies coming out at last? Wanting to su8jug8 the low8loods like Caniiiiiiiira?"

Maybe so.

Maybe so.

But you need to wait for the perfect moment.