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Mareum and Calos send lasers at the damaged areas.

You really are disgusting filth. I can not be nice anymore. You need to be Purged from this world, the creatures are gone, and so are all of your friends, purged, face it. They have won. They have magic, so do I, I hate you for your blind accusations and frequent rampages, die! Narg is a crystal spire. He impales Bayonet's glass, and begins to siphon his energy.

OOC: Can please you allow me to have Narg kill Bayonet since the RP is almost over and you will be using all new characters in the next RP?

Kilomile easily dodges the lasers. She then flies up super high.

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Mareum sends a large boulder after her. While Calos looks around.

OOC: I forgot to supply music

IC: Kilomile flies through it, taking little to no damage. She shapeshifts into Plane Forme and seems to be circling around, getting faster and faster.

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Mareum sucks the air into a large vacuum, the air pressure decreases, making Kilomile have an issue flying. Calos chases after Kilomile, throwing rocks into her engines.

Kilomile seems to be generating her own air, causing the rocks to fly away.
Suddenly, Kilomile formed a huge tornado! 10 times as big as a 3-story building.

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Marum flys towards Kilomile's cockpit looking to get inside. Calos does the same.

There seems to be no way in. Kilomile blasts them with fire, then tackles them into the tornado.

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They survive the fire just fine and are sucked into the tornado, they vigorously attempt to get free from it.

There is tons of harmful debris in the tornado.
"Quickly! Get to the top of the tornado and fly out!"

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They fly to the top and get out.

A ton of fire shoots from the volcano.
Kilomile begins flying towards them.
"Not so fast!"
Beetle uses robotic claws to grab Kilomile, then sends a missle at her, bringing her down to less than half her HP. Kilomile breaks out of her claws, but now there is a spark.
A spark of hope.

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Mareum begins to send grenades at Kilomile, Calos sends rock spires at Kilomile.

All of the projectiles are set on fire and melted.

Garfield continues to watch the fight.

Quote from Scorpionius»

-How were they even fighting in space? For the Aeravians, I can understand that, since they are machines (albeit not made to withstand the extreme conditions of space, except for Endeavour), but your characters are still creatures that need oxygen to survive. Not to mention the extremely low pressure ad radiation...

Like I said, I hope this won't happen in the Inn.

OOC:
Since I know you are going nitpick about how Garfield was fighting space:

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OOC: Wait, what? Lies? What do you think the people in the City did during the war between IRIS androids, your characters and Darth's army? Sing songs and laugh?

OOC: Actually, they were all converted by IRIS into mindless drones then set free by Nucleep.

IC: <So this is it, huh? This is how the world ends?>

Yep. While you'll definitely survive in other universes, and by the way, you should focus a bit more on them, this civilization is a lost cause. We must stop the cancer from spreading.

<Actually, there is one thing I can do... and you guys will love it. This finale will be... very explosive, to say the least!>

Ooh, what is it, what is it? We want to know so badly...

<Sorry, my digital lips are sealed! It'll ruin the surprise! Launch all weapons, Code Omega.>

*Literally every single missile stationed all across the planet, on Darnell, in orbit, and on Larange points, whether it be nuclear, antimatter, biological, radiological, chemical, kinetic, energy, magic, plasma, electricity, EMP, black hole, fusion, conventional, supernova, superheated lasers, or otherwise are launched straight towards the Puppet nuclear reactor while the computers are reprogrammed to meltdown and explode everything as fast as possible*

<Now all we have to do is wait and watch for the fireworks.>

OOC: This happens immediately AFTER the fight ends.

"Well, this has been a wasted trip, I barely met anyone."

*Garfield looks around for anyone other than the people who are fighting.*

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OOC:

1: They are in fact Immortal.
2: I should have but I can't time travel. I wish I could, but I would use it for some things that are far more important, but thats beside the point.

OOC: Cool, now that you've confessed, let me hammer home just how horrible you are at this. Your characters are flat and empty. Your powers are nonsensical. Your morals are nonexistent. I sincerely hope that you can change, but I'm not optimistic.

We've been prodding and advising and lecturing you for months. And you have absolutely nothing to show for it.

"Well, I guess this trip is wasted, good thing that this is not canon in my universe."

*He goes back into the ship and launches off*

Meanwhile back in space.

"Oh man, I'm gonna miss the few people I met, and why did the free lasagna have to go?!?"

"Eh, I hate long goodbyes."

*Garfield waves at the planet, then he hits the warp drive and travels back to his world.*

Meanwhile at Garfield's universe, after 3 hours since they got home.

*All of the weapons approach the Puppet Reactor*

<Well goodbye, silly civilization, and hello, mass extinction. I'll be busy in another universe or something.>

*Wormholes open and suck all of the civilians and his forces to another universe*

Null post.

A "possible" alternative ending:

From the infinite possibilities of random chance that is the universe, a giant 80 foot Marshmallow materializes in what remains of the City. The giant Marshmallow sways back and forth a little awkwardly as it takes a moment to fathom its own existence before, driven by an insatiable hunger, it proceeds to wobble as it slinks about consuming everything in its path. Less than an hour later nothing is left but an even bigger marshmallow, standing alone on a barren landscape that once was… The City.

Many, many miles away, still passed out face down in the sand of a tropical beach, Hokum lets out a little burp, the fumes of which taste unmistakably like a marshmallow. It is enough to wake them from their slumber, and they push themselves up into a seated position, brush the sand from their face, then spend a few seconds savouring the taste of marshmallow on their breath. Now, once again filled with remorse and squinting beneath the strain of an almighty headache, Hokum releases a long, mournful sigh while speaking the slurred words they had uttered all too many times before;

“Oh no… I did it again.”

THE END

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A "possible" alternative ending:

From the infinite possibilities of random chance that is the universe, a giant 80 foot Marshmallow materializes in what remains of the City. The giant Marshmallow sways back and forth a little awkwardly as it takes a moment to fathom its own existence before, driven by an insatiable hunger, it proceeds to wobble as it slinks about consuming everything in its path. Less than an hour later nothing is left but an even bigger marshmallow, standing alone on a barren landscape that once was… The City.

Many, many miles away, still passed out face down in the sand of a tropical beach, Hokum lets out a little burp, the fumes of which taste unmistakably like a marshmallow. It is enough to wake them from their slumber, and they push themselves up into a seated position, brush the sand from their face, then spend a few seconds savouring the taste of marshmallow on their breath. Now, once again filled with remorse and squinting beneath the strain of an almighty headache, Hokum releases a long, mournful sigh while speaking the slurred words they had uttered all too many times before;

“Oh no… I did it again.”

THE END

Also, I encourage you to join the next RP, since Hokum was a great character.

*In satellites orbiting in space and a bunch of servers in nuclear bunkers, NucleepOS is watching all the action*

<The best thing about this, is that I could make everyone forget it ever happened, reintroduce them into the collective, and voila! Mission complete. Oh, would you look at the time, I gotta go now! See ya in another universe, and sayonara, motherlickers!>

Shutting down all processes...

Self-destructing. 3...2...1...

Every piece of technology in the solar system blows up in antimatter-fusion fire. And of course, as all the superweapons hit the puppet island...

Everything is destroyed.