☽ It wasn’t mеrely fate that got me this throne

[selenokinesis]

Who: Ebalon & All Y'all
What: Catchall + Open Stuff for August
When: August
Where: On the ship (ooo) possibly NOT on the ship depending on the event?!
Warnings: Ebalon. Just Ebalon. We've done this whole song and dance before. (Possible violence, creepy bullshit, manipulation, Ebamizu, there is definitely going to be Ebamizu in this post, general weirdness, I don't know y'all)


This time I WILL put the correct dates on my posts so HELP ME GOD

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[selenokinesis]

The Captain is my enemy, and is the enemy of everyone else. I have worked in teams before, you know.

[He shakes his head. Come on, y'all are missing all his fun stories about the El Masters and Henir's Order! Because he's only telling them to like, three people.]

There is not a moment in my life where I have flown solo, actually. Regardless, I don't fancy giving the Captain what he wants, and neither should you.

[makesomedeals]

I don't want to give him what he wants, but if the opportunity presents itself to enjoy myself while here, even if he's the reason why, I fail to see why I shouldn't take advantage of it.

[Like having a machine gun and turning your boyfriend into jello.]

And I know literally nothing about you, so no, I do not know you've worked on teams before.

[selenokinesis]

[Ebalon disagrees with the sentiment, but Ebalon has always been a busybody. There's no relaxing for him, hasn't been for a thousand years or so.]

Mm... ah! [As if he just remembered something.] Yes, that's correct, our introductions were done in unsavoury circumstances. [Or else, he would have talked about the Masters group.] There are five others like me, with incredible elemental powers. We formed a group known as the El Masters and were protectorates over the world at large.

There. Now you have a small portion of my history, huhu.

[makesomedeals]

[He folds his arms and considers.]

I want to say something disparaging about calling yourself the El Masters, but I work for an organization called Talon so I'm not sure I have any room to do so. [Those are both intensely stupid names.] Are you attempting to return everyone to their worlds? Or to yours?

[selenokinesis]

None of us named the group. You can thank the Elrian Kingdom for that.

[screeeeech as he drags the metal sheet forward, then:]

I'm hopeful that I'll be able to return everyone to their worlds. Elrios is not much safer than the ship. There's some give and take — no random death matches or being under the control of someone else, but it is in a post-apocalyptic state, so death still lingers around the corner. Give and take.

[makesomedeals]

[Max just continues to watch, because he's definitely not going to help. And he wants to not believe him, that this is all some elaborate ruse to get people to walk through a portal so Ebalon can steal their power or teleport them directly into a volcano or something. Though he admittedly doesn't know him well enough to know just where he sits on the supervillain scale.]

Well, I wish you luck in that. As I'm sure do most people here wishing to leave. But out of curiosity, why would you return to a post-apocalyptic world and not go elsewhere?

[selenokinesis]

There's something I need to finish back home.

[Henir's Order probably isn't in shambles without him, considering how many high-ranking members are there, but he'd hate to come back to the future where it is.]

Something of religious importance, if you can believe it.

[makesomedeals]

I see.

[He turns to go, because he doesn't really care about whatever religious stuff Ebalon is about to spout off. He's basically a miasma of things Max hates: magic, religion, and has the ability to kill him.

But unfortunately he can't resist.]

What of those you've met here? Venti. Mizuki. You'll see them off to their realms?

[selenokinesis]

If I can pull it off, yes, I'll see them home.

[Although, he and Mizuki did promise to explore Elrios together, but he's leaving that out. Not important to the topic.]

You as well, should this work and should you wish to go. [Tragic that it won't work!]

[makesomedeals]

Hm.

I suppose I shall have to thank you, if you're able to pull this off. [Almost fortunate that he won't be able to.] Good luck with all of this.

[Probably better luck if Max helped since he could carry these so easy, but he won't and instead is just gonna leave. Have fun lugging scrap metal around.]