How far in before the admins show up?

[quack98]

9.

\\ That was so... So wierd... And now this zone we're in... Draghost calls it a waiting room but... It feels more like the twilight zone...\\

[NTN]

10. ((Psst, you're not in the spiritual bridge!))

[quack98]

11. (Sorry, I misread your post, I'll fix it now, have a Робин ruby to make up for it )

[SirBlaziken]

12

"Alright, so, anyone like an eevee egg? I've got some that when they hatch and become strong enough, release them into the new world."

[Hitmonchu]

13. "I'll take one," I say.

[SirBlaziken]

14

I hand hitmonchu an eevee egg.

((Robin, you answer for both Chloe and yourself))

[quack98]

15. (Ok)

Chloe

\\ Aww... The eevees are so cute! I don't think I could say no if I wanted to!\\

"Yeah, I'd love one Blaze"

(I know Chloe likes eevees)

Me

*too deep in thought to give a proper answer, I reply quite a bit afte Blaze asked, mainly because I haven't been listening to conversations, and have been thinking about the new workd*
"No thanks"

Draghost is gone! I can go back to using my gay colour green!

[SirBlaziken]

16

I hand an egg to Chloe. "Are you sure you don't want one, you may get a shiny?"

[quack98]

17

"Yeah, I'm sure."

*Still slow to reply, and deep in thought*

[SirBlaziken]

18

"Alright, if you change your mind, tell me." I put the egg back.

[quack98]

19. We kinda need Draghost back online 

\\ Why does Draghost want this new work so much anyway? I mean, I don't hav an objection, it's just odd... I needed to get away from the other world though... So I suppose this works out well... I needed to get away from those memories... Although, I will never forget them... Actually... Thinking back, Draghost said something would await us on our journey. Something I'd need most...\\

[SirBlaziken]

20

I decide to sit down, I break of a piece of chocolate, and eat it.

[NTN]

21.

"Alright then...!" I spoke in a sighing tone. Turning to the virtual nothingness that was now the old world, I closed my eyes. A magical energy outlined my hands, glowing and facing down stiffly with concentration. "Poithon, I'm coming for you."

I began to pull Poithon somewhere out of the darkness. He had his head bent backwards, putting forth his throat, as he floated toward me, feigning paralysis. "I know you aren't frozen. Memberlanders are free to move."

His head fell forward and his throat contracted like a spring. "Ah, Draghost, my lord! Have you been well? How is Spheracle doing? Have you mastered him already?" Poithon feigned conversation, displaying an untrustworthy smile that appeared to me darker than this world's current state.

"Have I been well? I'm dead, what do you think? Ah, your orb. Remember how I pried it from you when I pinned you down in the dungeon, as you tried to use it on me? I've mastered it. I will travel with it in the new world because of its usefulness, not as a memento of the lowest piece of excrement in all of Memberland and Modominion. Enough about me. Have you starved to death yet, Poithon?" I felt I should be nasty to the one whose insanity turned him into a traitor.

"Oh, Draghost. You are so hostile to me, when my case was only a misdemeanor. He was just your regent! A re-gent! No family member at all. You are overreacting. Or would you like to tell me that you have such deep concern for all Memberlanders? But have I starved to death? No. I had been living better than I had in your kingdom. I fed on several souls along the way, draining energy to satisfy both my powers and my human needs. I have won." Insanity. Pure insanity trying to pass as normal. No matter in what tone he could have spoken, his words would make me sick. I felt like asking if his madness was his greatest power.

"Murder is a misdemeanor all of a sudden? Because he was a regent? Well, I have news for you. You were also a regent, so it is quite a major offense that you killed an equal, albeit one who belonged to my castle. I trusted you, Poithon. And I trusted him. If he had killed you, if he were in your place, it would have been a felony on his part. I apologize if I'm speaking gibberish to you, for I cannot speak 'insane.'"

"I was a regent. But now I am something more. When I stood before your loyal servant, there, depriving him of his life force, I was already something greater. I had learned how to bend and twist the magic of life to survive. Now Draghost, I know you've missed me, which is why you'd shouted more than just a few words, and I also know how you would love to take my soul using Spheracle. So just get it over with. I regret nothing. Why should you?"

"You know, Poithon, let me tell you this. It's quite a shame that a brilliant magician such as yourself had to go. I knew that the last time I saw you, you could've, and would've, killed me had I not acted as fast. You wanted to stick me like a pig. I saw it in your eyes. Now look into mine, and tell me, do you really think I would spare your soul?"

"No, Draghost...! I look into your eyes and what I see is a hint of your great trust that I once completely had. I see it. The new world is a place to start over. A place of opportunity. A place to get away. You trust me little, but nonetheless you trust me too much to kill me. Take me with you. Take me with you and I can change. I will change. This may not sound like much, and my words even less, but this world is nothingness and that already makes me nothing. Everybody has gotten a second chance, yet I haven't. Everybody, wouldn't you agree, ...Draghost? My only hope is the new world. I need to get there, for I won't survive here long. And what I want to do is survive. Please. Draghost."

I looked away. He sharpened his words and stabbed me hard with them. But then I remembered who I was. I was Draghost, king of the Memberland, Creator of the world. I thought I could live up to it. I hoped to show the one person who hadn't seen it... my will. I looked Poithon dead in the eye, suddenly disgusted, and I couldn't help it, for I found myself attacking him and looking away, screaming when I didn't want to scream, killing my subject and wanting to get it out of my head at the same time. But I would not stop. I made a gap between the fingers shielding my eyes, daring to look, but fearing to see, what had become of Poithon.

He was gone. Gone, as in dead, and gone, as in not present. His body trailed into the darkness along with the experiences we shared. "Farewell, my Poithon."

He... he brought out my weakness... and... he... he actually scarred me. While I held him in my forceful magic grip, I had him physically... he had me emotionally. Poithon. I was still recovering from these... "injuries," nearly as great as the very pain of the Creator's Will. But I had pulled through. And I learned one thing, that the ones closest to you are the ones who can hurt you the most. And I saw it more clearly now: "Your greatest friends are your greatest enemies."

Edit by Dragonpika - no swearing, naughty.

[Dragonpika]

4. Mike is back! (the second-in-charge modmin to Joeno, fun fact).

Fun fact; that isn't Mike, it's Rob. Reset for wrongness!

[NTN]

1. B-but... But... it used to be Mike!