Guess who the mun is writing an app for?

[warring_triad]

Wait, this place has my dear Terra, the Chauvanist King, the Necrophile, and "General" Chere~!?

My my~! It isn't even my birthday~!

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[oceanmaiden]

............... I hope you don't get let in!

[warring_triad]

Tut tut, is that any way to speak to your betters~?

Besides... when I want something... hehe... nothing stops me.

[oceanmaiden]

You're not better than anyone, mister. Kind of the opposite, actually.

I can understand that. I'm like that too. B-buut that's the only thing we have in common!

[warring_triad]

[That first part sends Kefka into a fit of manic laughter, causing him to fall backward only to float in the air.]

Me? Not better than you!? Oh now that is funny! You obviously have no idea who I am. You stand in the presence of a god missy. I am the God of Magic, and I am far superior to you in every way, shape, and form.

[oceanmaiden]

And I'm like the Messiah to the God of the ocean, Nerifes. And I can be that without wearing goofy makeup on. So...what was your point here?

[warring_triad]

Considering your god draws power from me, I can cut her - and you - off. Also, this isn't makeup, and I look fabulous beside.

It's the confrontation between genocidal godlike video game bad guys you never expected to see! XD

[oceanmaiden]

No, Eres isn't exactly the same as your magic. And Nerifes isn't a "she": it's the will of the sea itself. But...people aren't just born with eyeliner, facial markings, and painted lips.

I'll concede that you look "fabulous", though.

And how!

[warring_triad]

[Small eye twitch.]

I am the source of all magic. No magic exists without my permission in this realm or any other.

And no, I was not born this way. My appearance is a side effect of the process I underwent that gave me my first taste of power. The power to wholly devour the Warring Triad.

Of course I do! I am perfection! I am purity! I am destruction incarnate!

Woah, is she getting to him?

[oceanmaiden]

Well you certainly aren't the way I would envision the source of all magic to be. You look like a man playing God. In a ballet or something.

Your appearance is one thing, makeup is another. And you are wearing makeup.

You're loony. And you apparently missed the notion that "fabulous" can mean meterosexual.

Only because she implied he wasn't as powerful as he thinks he is.

[warring_triad]

[There's a brief flash of light as he assumes a more celestial appearance.]

How about now? And fyi, magicite scaring involves skin bleaching and the formation of microscopic crimson crystals beneath the skin around the eyes.

His mind is beyond warped. Alot of things aren't as he thinks. ^^

[oceanmaiden]

[A brief flash of light comes around Shirley and suddenly her hair is going blue and her eyes have a piercing, glowing glare.]

I'm not afraid of you. And even if your words are truth, there's still no excuse for the lips.

Well yeah. Doesn't stop him from being all kinds of crazy. :P

[warring_triad]

Oh, you will be afraid. You will be.

[He laughs a frenzied laugh as what appear to be spectral zombie cherubim appear and begin to float toward Shirley.]

Go, my fallen ones! Show her the true meaning of despair!

The best kinds of crazy! :P

[oceanmaiden]

*gasp* Oh no! That IS worth being afraid of!

But NOT worth any despair.

[Shirley casts her Teriques out of her quill pen. And through Shirley's direction, it erases each and every one of Kefka's fallen ones.]

[soangryicouldtinkle]

You could still bake them all in one big cake and celebrate.

[warring_triad]

[Cue Kefka's patented evil maniacal laugh.]

Hoo boy, I like how you think~!

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[soangryicouldtinkle]

I'm not even sure if it's thinking or gut instinct anymore. Sometimes I don't really know what I am saying until after it leaves my mouth...

[soangryicouldtinkle]

...but it's always gold.

[warring_triad]

I wouldn't think too much on it friend. Magic is all about impulse and raw chaotic power! This tendency to act without thinking is a good sign! A sign of your power!

Embrace it~!

[soangryicouldtinkle]

Finally, someone else who understands.

Where ever you are going, I hope the infinite screams of the endlessly suffering greet you.

[warring_triad]

Well, I am the God of Magic and Destruction. It's second nature to me really.

Why thank you, my friend. And may the orchestra that is the wails of the tortured souls of hell follow you on your road~!

[esper_child]

...So glad that isn't my game.

[warring_triad]

A shame really. I've got all kinds of possibilities should I have access to two of you~!

[esper_child]

You're... you're just... insane!

[warring_triad]

The line between genius and insanity is often blurred.

But let us not forget, you and I are cut from the same cloth. Or do I need to remind you of the havoc you wreaked after Tritoch awakened your boiling blood?

Just imagine two of you! We could be like the original Warring Triad~!

[esper_child]

[A flash of fire between them.]

I won't be your weapon. Not ever again.

[warring_triad]

Oh, I don't have need of a weapon. I wield the very fabric of the cosmos itself.

No no... I don't want you to be a weapon. I just want to see you live up to your true potential, your true ultimate destructive potential! Together we will give the universe and all realities their ultimate desire: oblivion~!

[esper_child]

I don't know why I have these powers... but I know it's not to destroy everything. That's never going to happen.