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[onehundredbeers]

[It doesn't take long for Nathan to figure out his new powers. I mean, it's Nathan. He has thoughts like "man I totally want x or y" often. And you know, bam, it suddenly happened. So after realising that, he focuses for a moment.

And manifests a double headed battle axe. He's going to end up with so many battle axes eventually. He smirks and looks over at Toki.]

Did you see that? I totally, uh. Made... an axe appear. From nothing. [A beat.] Yeah.

Where dids that comes from? I wants to does that too! I wants a mountains! Um, a mountains of... I dunno, a mountains whats you can skiis on or somethings.

[BAM. A mountain with its own ski lift appears, though in a place that doesn't squish anything that was there previously. Toki stares. He's just realized he got godlike fucking powers too and Skwisgaar has nothing. NOTHING. He could have all the ladies in the world that he wanted. He could be the fastest and bestest guitar player there ever was.

He could be lead guitar...

He hiccups a little out of crazy excitement.] Nathans! Looks at that! We can dos aaanythings!

[Nathan stares agape for a moment at the sudden fucking mountain that's there. It wasn't there a minute ago. Toki just made a mountain from nothing. He made a mountain from nothing, that totally beats the fuck out of an axe.

A smile plays at the corner of his mouth.

Can do anything, huh?

Blood begins to rise up from the floor. It drips from any nearby wall, any object, as if everything was filled with it and it just began to ooze from every pore.

Yes. They can.]

Motherfucker.

[He's a bit short of words for now, but he's certain Toki has enough words for the both of them while he collects himself. It's not every day you wake up able to do this, you know?]

((Just for everyone's reference? That blood. Everywhere. Not just Nathan's vicinity. EVERYWHERE. Also why is this getting posted at midnight? ...Because. And because I have to leave in the morning baw. BUT. I'll be here until I go and Saffy'll be here 4ev, and she'll update on anything the boys, uh. Continue to do.))

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[grampasguitars]

[He takes in the sight of THINGS BLEEDING with a growing sense of childish excitement.]

We ams gods! Gods of metals! I mean, we ams real popular but we can'ts like makes a giant Slurpee machines outs of nowheres. We would has to go out an' gets it, but now we don't even has to do that!

[An excitement that slowly gives way to... something darker. He stares at Nathan.]

I wants to be lead guitars. [Fuck ant hill guitars. HE WANTS SOMETHING HE CAN REALLY STAND ON.] I wants a guitars thats ams full of space! [He reaches out and summons a see-through Flying V. Indeed, there is space inside of it. But it also just might be see through and all those stars and stuff is just the Astral Plane.]

[onehundredbeers]

[Nathan picks up on that darkness, but he's patient.]

Toki, we've been over this before. You can't be lead guitar. Skwisgaar isn't dead yet. And is still in the band.

[He flings the axe away with little care.]

And you know that's like, one of the band laws. Skwisgaar is lead guitar until, you know, he's not.

[grampasguitars]

[... Madness? Now he's just disappointment and the resentment usually directed at Skwisgaar. If Nathan wasn't here to reel him in, things would be very bad indeed.]

Welp... I don' sees any Skwisgaar. He can't comes to space an' be a gods with us. He ams reals lame sometimes. Maybe we should kicks him out, you know. Gets someone who ams a reals pal, someone who cans be a god. But nots betters than us.

[onehundredbeers]

We're not kicking him out of the band.

[Nathan decides, clearly, he must look the part, and manifests a suit of armor on himself because armor is cool.]

I mean, okay, say we did get rid of him and you were lead guitar. Who the fuck would play rhythm? Where are we going to find somebody as good as either you or Skwisgaar, huh? Can't do it.

[grampasguitars]

Not even fors like, a week?

[Wow, some nice t9 you got there, Nathan.]

I dunno... Maybes ones of the guys from Thunderhorse can comes in. Before we brokes them up, I mean.

[Nathan has a good point though. :|a]

[best-served-hot.livejournal.com]

[The Master watches this display as he makes his way over, leaving footprints in the blood as he comes closer to them. He isn't disturbed by it in the least.]

Redecorating, are we? [grins]

[grampasguitars]

[Toki doesn't know you, but that doesn't matter. He's feeling pretty awesome aside from NOT BEING LEAD GUITARIST.]

Yeah, we ams redecorating. An' it's free! Last times renmaovayskshons costs too much but nots anymores. It's totally metals, havin's bloods everywheres.

[best-served-hot.livejournal.com]

[That is fine. They can bond over destruction.]

What else do you plan to do with the place? [He is interested to see what he is capable of.]

[grampasguitars]

I dunno. Maybe its needs concerts lights? We needs backups sos the lights don' goes out again an' leaves us in totals darkness whats in space.

[There are now spotlights trained on Toki, the Master, and Nathan-- blue, green, and red respectively.]

[onehundredbeers]

[Nathan is wearing his armor by now. He's going to wear it forever now.]

Fuck yeah we are, motherfucker! Blood makes everything cooler. If shit sucks, you know. Throw blood and meat on it. Bam. Instantly tolerable.

[punkblaze]

[Blood. Blood absolutely everywhere. The second he sees it, Eithan freezes, eyes wide. He's barely even got the presence of mind to remember to breathe.

Goddess. It's like everything he bottled away is pooling around him along with the thick, sticky, red liquid. There's no escaping it, either - wherever he turns to look, there it is, flooding every inch of the Plane. Nothing's left sacred.

He closes his eyes tightly, clenches both fists at his sides, and grits his teeth just so he won't fucking scream. And this is how Eithan freaks out: trying to keep it in, but he's essentially just dynamite waiting to blow.]

[onehundredbeers]

[Nathan just stares for a minute. Oh hey it's that guy he told to make his staff into a pointy stick! Nathan stomps over, a loud clanky dude in black armor.]

Hey, man. Loosen up. You look like a fucking slight breeze'll snap you in two, you're that fucking stiff.

[punkblaze]

[He starts when Nathan clangs his way over, but relaxes just a bit when he sees who it is. Still, the presence of all this blood keeps him from calming down completely.]

H-Hey, man. Uh. Y-Yeah. It's just... [He can't help it - he looks down at it. As pale as Eithan usually is? Yeah, now it's a little bit worse.] This, uh... I don't know what the fuck happened.

[onehundredbeers]

[Nathan smiles.]

Yeah, uh, the blood? That's me. I'm... redecorating?

[punkblaze]

[... Redecorating. ... What in the- are you serious- what. Whatever train of thought he was trying to hold onto just randomly warped off the tracks there. This is so confusing.]

You- but it's real. Isn't it? I mean, I can fuckin' smell it. So where'd it... come from- do I even want th' answer to that?

[grampasguitars]

Hey! Hey, looks what I made! I made a mountains!

[Eithan is now subjected to Toki's crazy. GOD HAVE MERCY ON HIS SOUL.

He'd better pay attention.]

[punkblaze]

[And pay attention, he does! He's still shellshocked from all of the blood, but at least the mountain gives him something to look at that isn't the bloodpocalypse, man.]

Y-You did that? Seriously?

[grampasguitars]

Looks at it! LOOKS AT IT. It's the best mountains. Don' you thinks so?

[His voice gains a shrill quality.]

Say it. Say it ams the best mountains you evers seen. Say it!

[punkblaze]

I'm lookin', I'm lookin'! I-It's th' best mountain I've ever s--

[He didn't mean to say that. What in the...?]

Dude how are you doin' that? Are you like, psychic or somethin'?

[And what about crazy? Are you crazy or something too? ... No, self, probably shouldn't ask that out loud. Right.]

[collector]

[We all know that Irving Braxiatel is not one to be deterred by sudden skilifts or unhealthy fondness for pooling blood. Or indeed by his friends becoming suddenly god-like in their abilities.]

Must I really attribute the mess to you, boys?

[Space Charles is still Space Charles, kids.]

[onehundredbeers]

[Nathan grins at Brax.]

You can attribute it to me. Unless you're counting the mountain. But, uh, the mountain isn't really 'a mess'. It's a fucking mountain. Those... are kind of only messy if there's an avalanche or a rockslide and, uh, it looks pretty much in one piece.

YOU ARE BACK!!!

[collector]

I don't doubt you could create an avalanche if you were so inclined.

YES.

[onehundredbeers]

Yeah, but I'm not going to fuck with Toki's mountain. Toki's already doing his fucking powermad freak act, so, you know. Just don't fuck with the mountain. Don't even look at it. Just. You know. Pretend it's not there.

[grampasguitars]

This ams nots a mess! We redoorcormated likes the goods gods people we ams. Blood makes everythings betters. This place ams cleans an' unfuns, sos we makes it funner. But that whats was Nathans idea so you can asstributes thats to him. I mades a mountain! Its ams the best mountain. An' I mades this guitars. You likes my guitars? It's full of... space.

[He flicks the guitar's back and indeed, it sounds like hollow glass. A star explodes inside of it, and Toki giggles to himself.] Oops. I killeds that ones.

[collector]

[Braxiatel thinks that is really cool. Because woah, shiny.] If a star goes nova, it can always reform into a new star. [So going mad with your god powers to make a space guitar's stars blow up is okay.]