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[debatemebro]

WHO: this new fucking weed and you

WHERE: the pasture

WHEN: Day 34 HIGH NOON

[ a young man in a black collar and a tattered outfit that looks like something out of a wuxia themed anime is standing in the middle of town and waving people down. he's unarmed, has tattoos of a silver metal that glows like moonlight across his arms and shoulders, and seems friendly! except, uh ]

Hello! Good afternoon! I've come here to prewarn you all that I intend on utterly destroying this community, down to the last child and the last stone of the last standing building, and leaving it a smoking husk incapable of sustaining any civilization, to protect you all from the inevitable march of progress into tyranny.

Only striking me down utterly and without mercy can save you all from this fate.

As a show of good sport, I will invite attempts on my life starting now.

[ for those of you who can sense power levels uhhhhh his power level is high though. ]

Comments

[debatemebro]

I don't do what I do as a spectator sport, although I suppose I cannot prevent you from treating it as such. I am told the process is somewhat upsetting to behold, if that colors your future choices.

[soulsurvivore]

You're fun.

[ she sips her wine.

she's good, bro. ]

[debatemebro]

You are, of course, free to ignore the threat. Freedom in life is, after all, a limited gift; one must get all the use possible from it until it is gone.