== Jazz: Realize something
You look up at the extremely taller Troll through your gas mask, very happy to finally see one of your alien friends in real life. Although, you do realize one thing when Saylen takes a breath and starts coughing like crazy. She needs a mask! You were certain everyone was going to go the traditional route and appearify at your house. You have to do something, quickly!
You reach into your Modus and look around, frantically trying to find a… gas mask! Thank god you made a few of these things! Except, your Modus classifies it as Poison-type, meaning you have very, very little to take it out with. You need either Ground- or Psychic-type items, and that's harder than you think! It's hard to know what the Modus considers a specific typing. Not to mention, Psychic-type stuff is hard to find!
Come on Jazzmyne, think! There has to be something for a Poison-type thing! Wait… Poison is weak to Poison! You go through your items and grab the one thing you own that is classified as that. A Dowel. You pick it up, move it over the mask, and drop it, making both shoot out of the Modus and in front of you. You quickly grab that mask and shove it onto Saylen's face, making sure she can breathe before strapping it on. The Troll takes a deep breath and coughs for a few moments before standing up straight again.
Saylen: t-thanks jazzy…
Saylen: (o)h g(o)d what was that?
Cuz: This planet has an acid atmosphere.
BP: You need a gas mask to survive if you haven't evolved to filter it yourself.
Jazz: so i made a few of them in case i ran into anyone that needed it.
Jazz: so, yeah.
Saylen: we[[ then
Saylen: thanks
Saylen: but m(o)ving back a bit
Saylen: i d(o)nt think this is a g(o)(o)d p[ace t(o) ta[k right n(o)w
Jazz: why's that?
Saylen: i think future me saw which thing i stepped (o)n
Saylen: she may be here s(o)(o)n
Cuz: Wait.
Cuz: The you that killed that other Troll with the kinda fox looking horns?
BP: That probably led to that big light in the sky that was him dying on the Sacrificial Slab.
Jazz: which from what i've gathered is him Ascending to God Tier.
Saylen: yeah
Saylen: that me
Cuz: …
Jazz: …
BP: …
Cuz: Alright, let's kick her ass!
BP: Hell yeah!
Jazz: it seems like the only logical solution to be honest
Saylen: we[[ maj(o)rity v(o)te has it as yes
Saylen: except y(o)u d(o)n't kn(o)w a[[ the facts
Saylen: and the facts are she can murder a[[ (o)f us with(o)ut even trying
Saylen: n(o)t (o)n[y because its me but because she has time p(o)wers
Cuz: Time powers?
Saylen: i sh(o)t her and at the same time it was [ike i didnt
Saylen: she hea[ed herse[f that quick[y
BP: Oh shit.
BP: That's not good.
Cuz: Why not?
BP: Sounds like the Sylph of Time, a Player that can heal using moments and time.
BP: Also, they have minor time traveling capabilities.
Saylen: she said she came fr(o)m a different time[ines future
BP: Ok, so a little greater time traveling abilities.
Future!Saylen: we[[ pers(o)na[[y i think my ski[[s are awes(o)me
You all jump hearing the second Saylen's voice, turning around and arming yourselves. You with you Laser Pen, Cuz and her freaking Kienza Machetes, the Princess with apparently a large jagged dagger, and finally, your Saylen and her weird… very Doctor Who styled pistol. I think we handle giving the bitch a little beat down.
Future!Saylen: w(o)w w(o)w w(o)w
Future!Saylen: ca[m d(o)wn every(o)ne
Cuz: Shut up.
You cousin decides to skip the more than likely incoming monologue and blasts the temporal intruder. She swings and, although missing on the actual swing, launched a glowing green Kienzan towards the seadweller. This is when you realized what sort of danger you were in. The future version of Saylen simply holds up her hand, makes her eye do the red glowing thing, and causes the disc to stop in midair. She then flicks her hand and makes the disc go in reverse, the exact same way it came the first time, until it was right in front of Cuz before disappearing.
Future!Saylen: did i n(o)t just say ca[m d(o)wn?
Cuz: I…
Cuz lowers her machetes and rubs the back if her neck.
Cuz: Huh…
Cuz: Well, ya got my attention.
Jazz: Cuz!
Cuz: She caught a fucking Destructo Disc, Jazz!
Jazz: i…
Jazz: good point.
BP: There seems to be a lot less severity in y'alls tones right now.
Cuz: Well, in case you didn't notice, she is seriously overpowering us at the moment.
Jazz: someone that can control time and catch a freaking Kienzan is not to be taken lightly.
BP: The hell even is a Kienzan?
Future!Saylen: a dumb disc fr(o)m an anime that can cut thr(o)ugh an entire m(o)untain
Future!Saylen: anyways!
Future:Saylen: sup bitches?
Saylen: get the fuck away fr(o)m us
Future!Saylen: im s(o)rry but y(o)u have n(o) right t(o) be demanding things
Future!Saylen: in case y(o)u need a recap i have the p(o)wers (o)f time
Future!Saylen: hea[ing
Future!Saylen: and a gun i g(o)t f(o)r bec(o)ming a g(o)d
Future!Saylen: what d(o) y(o)u have?
Saylen: superi(o)rity in numbers
Saylen: g(o)(o)d intenti(o)ns f(o)r everything
Future!Saylen: even cavdick?
Saylen: even cavdick
Future!Saylen: we[[ y(o)u (o)bvi(o)s[y have a greater respect f(o)r [ife than i d(o)
Future!Saylen: [isten right n(o)w y(o)ure a[[ necessary f(o)r my p[ans
Future!Saylen: y(o)u are a[[ g(o)ing t(o) p[ay this stupid game unti[ i d(o)nt need y(o)u anym(o)re
Future!Saylen: then i[[ d(o) s(o)mething [ater maybe
Jazz: probably kill us?
Future!Saylen: pr(o)bab[y
Jazz: and if we dont?
Future!Saylen: i[[ ki[[ y(o)u n(o)w and turn int(o) rainb(o)w drinker and make y(o)u
Jazz: very compelling argument
Cuz: Extremely so.
Saylen: as much as i hate t(o) say it
Saylen: i[[ c(o)mp[y
Future!Saylen: g(o)(o)d!
Future!Saylen: n(o)w
Future!Saylen: this is exact[y what i need y(o)u a[[ t(o) d(o)
Future!Saylen: p[ay the game
Jazz: …and?
Future!Saylen: pr(o)ceed as y(o)u n(o)rma[[y w(o)u[d if i didnt interfere
Jazz: wait a second.
Jazz: if you want us to go along as of nothing has changed.
Jazz: why show yourself and say you're going to kill us?
Jazz: wouldn't it have made more since for you to stay quiet and not give this knowledge?
Future!Saylen: uh…
Jazz: you know, so you didn't give us the possibility to alter things so they work against you.
Future!Saylen: uhhhh…
Jazz: as well as make greater advancements so we could be able to defend ourselves against you.
Future!Saylen: …
Future:Saylen: fuck y(o)u guys!
With that, the future version of Saylen flashes bright red and disappears, leaving a small imprint of the Time symbol in the ground. You four all look at each other before present Saylen puts away her gun and rubs the bridge of her nose.
Saylen: i hate myse[f s(o)metimes
== Be Future!Saylen
You change your attention to the invading time traveler and where she disappeared to after that situation. Due to her being the only Saylen in the scene, we will only refer to her as just Saylen.
Saylen: dammit!
Saylen: jazzy a[ways was the smart (o)ne
Saylen: sh(o)u[dve taken her (o)ut instead (o)f mistu(o)
Saylen: wait
Saylen: shit!
Saylen: i f(o)rg(o)t he ascended!
Saylen: (o)k i have t(o)...
Saylen: i have t(o) rep[an s(o)me things
== Saylen: Call Jack
You take out your eyepatch and slip it back on, tapping the side to make the computer screen shine out in front of you. You flip to whatever the social connecting service is called because the writer is too busy with a wedding to think if a name, and go onto Noir's channel. It takes a second but you are soon met with the pure black Dersite on the other end.
Jack: What?
Saylen: im pissed at y(o)u
Saylen: y(o)u were supp(o)sed to ki[[ the f(o)x eared her(o)
Saylen: what happened?
Jack: I sent Droll down there, the little shit hasn't come back yet.
Saylen: i said f(o)r y(o)u specifica[[y t(o) d(o) it!
Saylen: n(o)w the f(o)x assh(o)[e is in g(o)d tier n(o)w
Jack: What?
Saylen: y(o)ur [itt[e friend caused the biggest th(o)rn in (o)ur side t(o) bec(o)me a g(o)d!
Saylen: but the thing is
Saylen: i kn(o)w wh(o) he[ped him
Saylen: an(o)ther tr(o)[[
Saylen: grey skin
Saylen: m(o)use shaped h(o)rns (o)ne is chipped
Saylen: a[[ (o)range hair aside tw(o) b[ack strips
Saylen: pr(o)bab[y wearing a fake m(o)use tai[
Jack: Understood.
Jack: We'll focus on her right now.
Saylen: b(o)th (o)n her [and and (o)n pr(o)spit
Saylen: shes the biggest barrier t(o) us making a universe t(o) ru[e
Jack: Understood.
Saylen: say[en (o)ut
Jack: Jack, off.
I can't believe we're ending it on that joke. I deserve a raise for that. I need a raise for everything at this point, who agrees?