>>5313659Man, you groan, would it <span class="mu-i">kill</span> him to be more specific?! What’s this demon’s name, huh?
“True names are… <span class="mu-i">dicey</span>.” Teevor whispers as he glances around the lab. “They hold much power over demons, but the owner is <span class="mu-i">quite</span> aware when they’re used.”
“Like when my ma used my full name when I was in trouble?” Talbot asks.
“No,” Teevor growls, “Nothing like that. Stupid.”
“Hey, at least I didn’t leave the door open for a friggin’ <span class="mu-r">HAIR DEMON!</span>” Talbot growls as he jabs his finger into the mage’s cloaked chest! “And where do you get of-”
Before anyone else can get a word in, you’re interrupted by a rush of energy bursting from the mirror! Stumbling to the side, you and the others turn to find the mirror’s surface crackling with energy–its black ripples slowly morphing into orange waves!
“What’s happening!?” Sybil shouts as both Ernesto and Vivaldi shudder in place!
“Th…the mirror!” Teevor sputters as he struggles to break free of the golem’s grip, “It’s… there’s an incoming signal!”
Scuttling over to the monolith, you smack your <span class="mu-g">MAGIC PRISM</span> against it a few times only to generate a mass of burning red alien text along the terminal’s surface! What the hell kind of operating system is this, anyways!?
“The demon!” Shrieks the mage as he swings around by his cloak, “It’s entering the system!”
And what an entrance! As the mirror and the wall it’s attached to sway side to side, a burst of ear-splitting static rings out across the lab! Covering your ears, you watch in horror as molten flesh bubbles and bursts through the ground and the walls!
“What the hell do we <span class="mu-i">do</span>!?” Art shouts over the tempest forming around you!
“You… you need to <span class="mu-i">destroy</span> it!” Teevor roars, pointing at the monolith next to him! “And if it establishes a connection, <span class="mu-i">DON’T LISTEN TO IT!</span>”
As hairy tendrils burst forth from the ceiling, you find yourself frozen halfway to the terminal. Watching your friends and even the golems writhe under the sheer <span class="mu-i">volume</span> of the din coming from the mirror, you realize that what happens next all falls onto you!
What do?
>BUST THE TERMINAL, DON’T LET IT CONNECT!>STAND FIRM–LET’S SEE WHAT THIS FREAK WANTS!>RUN FOR IT WHILE THE DEMON’S DISTRACTED!>WRITE-IN!