WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-
boom
ow...
That was how my day started, with me falling through the stratosphere at several times what should've been terminal velocity, and then hitting the ground with a MASSIVE boom. Forgot to take damage though, which is always surprising. I never have gotten used to that...

Anyways. I got up from the floor of the rather small crater, and saw, as the smoke cleared, a very odd creature. Well. For a certain degree of odd. She wasn't any Elder God, thank Faust, but she certainly wasn't a member of any particularly common species. Well... Not if you're looking at the planetary statistics, but in terms of the Multiverse as a whole, Draconequi are actually one of the more common species of naturally occurring reality warpers in existence.

But I'm going off tangent again.

There was a Draconequus in front of me, having just tp'd into my face, and currently seems to be attempting to drill a hole in my head with her eyes and dissapproval.

So, this Draconequus was staring at me. And, well, me being me, I Anthropomorphized myself, thumbed my beak at her, and proceeded to run off, grinning like a loon.

Despite my only having one uncovered eye, I made excellent time as I dashed through the Crystal Empire's streets, darting between people and buildings, leaving Madness in my wake as I did so. Not any serious form of the stuff, just Confusion, Paranoia, Schizophrenia, and a few others. Nothing permanent though, as I was neither defending my home or people, nor was I invading.

Of course, I really wasn't surprised that the two Alicorns, one Changeling King, two Draconequi, and, of course, the Guards didn't appreciate that I was holding back... Although... The male Draconequus seemed a bit familiar... Has he been to the Clayscape? Eh. Doesn't matter. What matters is not getting captured until I know that the Windigos are safe...

So how do I do that? Simple. RUN FOR THE HILLS!! Or well, mountains. So then, lettuce begin our travels... In SONG!!

we don't know any good ones that fit the theme though...
Let's just pull one out of our collective hat, shall we?
ç̷̛̝̭͓̱͎̥̳̮̑͜ǫ̸̲̗̝͌̇̌͊͛̏̐̽͗͊͘̕u̵͕̥͊̋̄͆̍̓̿͐̃͝ļ̵͍͕̪͍̜̻͖̝͛̒ͅd̵̩͍͒̍̾͆͘̚n̶̫̲͖̩͕̹̽́̊̆̾͑̀̒͝͝'̷̨̧̡̩̞̣̮̜̻̣̬̦̪͐̑̀̐͗̄͑̒̽̉͘͝t̴̺͓̺̖͇̞̤͕̤̼͉͍̗̀̈́̈́̿͐̓͐̓̀́͝ ̶̧̣͚̞̣̪̖̥̘̬̠͉̟̊ͅa̴̛̹̰̹͂̈́̄̔̔̆͂̀̈̿̏͝g̷͉̰͎̭͔̮̜̼̜̲͇͋̇̓͂̄r̷̝̋̍̈̉̿̋̓̔́͂e̸̛̫̦͖͈͙̜̹̼͔̳̞̻̮̮͇̾͂̃̅̅̀̃̄̀̓̇̀̓ë̸̡̪̖́̽͝ ̸̰̘̠̻̤̝͍̝̣͐̿̔̑͂̈́̽̄͗̉̈̋̿͝ͅm̷̝͈̼̪̳̦̥͕̮͎̻̳͑͌̽͆̏̃̿͜ö̴͙̠̤̯̮́̎̐͝r̷̡̨̨̹̬̻͖̜̓̇̔͊͆͂́͑̂̉̾̌e̸̢̛̹̼̞͓̰̦̣̞̠͂̇͒̋̔̅̅͂͝.̵͍̘͑͒́͆͂̈́͗̃̚.̵̡͖̬̻̠͇͈͚̥̺̤̭͇̖̊̉͐͐̀͑͋͛̓͒̏͛̈.̷̢͕̥̦̤̖͎͔̩̹̳͔̼̃̿́͜
*ahem*
*heartsong*

ahh, of course she tries to have us tailed without our noticing...
Voidling, dearest? Would you mind taking out any Shades that get too close?
of course...
a̴̮͔̦̘̘̤͓͠l̵̢̻̗̞͎͇͎̲̤̫͔͎̮̘̬͗r̴̥͖̖͇͎̓̊̍̾͜i̴̹̺̤̮͖͙͎̦̻̅͊͑̀̔̔͆ͅg̷̺̣̦͈͈̗͋̓̇̃̾̿̈͒̈́̒͌̆̍̉͝h̸͖̲̘͈̙̟̮͐̈́̑͠͠ͅţ̸̰̟̝̭̘͙̞͉́͋͗̑͒̅̊͘͜ ̴̤̆͂̓̾̀̏̃̊̉͘t̷̳͚̜̓̅̿̇͒͜ͅh̶̰̯̺̱̙̹̠̟̝̰̿̋̈͛̇̑̆͂̌́̚͝͠͠ḙ̵̡̺͙̲̼̖̙̲̙̣͉̙̘̍́͋ͅn̸̬̣̦̂̽͋̚͝,̴̛̘̄̋͝ ̴̧͈͎͑͌̑̊̅͛̆͐̀̽͠t̸̨̻̣̣̳͉̮̑̿̐͐̒̓̌͆͝h̷̥̹̖̗̜͕͇̤͉̜͉͖̪̾̋͗̿̎̏̍͊̇͒͌͝͠͝͠ͅa̸̛̯̼̝̲̱̓̅͗̃̉͛̎̊̈̐̕t̷̳͗̊̈́̈̿̅̀̌̅͗̾̔͝͝ͅ ̶̡̼͖͔̤̯͈̮͙̜̣̃̆͊̌̽͆̆̂̒͘͜ͅl̸͖̭͖̫̩̼̘͑͌è̵̟͕͓͛̽͊͂̔̄̿ạ̷̲̻̳͙̒͐̎̓͐̆̋͜͝͝v̴̧̛̛̱̬̠̦̝̅̂̽̇̕͝e̵̱̭̟̗̙̮͔̦͒͋͐ͅs̴͍̟̦̘͚̱̟̭̖͈͖̙̝͑̔̀͑̈́̑͜ ̸̨̨͈̲̩̳̬̗̼̓̃̂͝m̴̡̨̞̖̲͕͍͍̙̘̗̤̙̠̀̈́́ĕ̴̱͉̭̣͇̥̱̗̳͚̣͈̰͓̄̒̽̑̊́̓̏̀̄̄̚͘͝ ̵͓͍̲̦̭̀̿̈́͗̈́͠ǫ̸͕͇̊̅ņ̷̬̞̌̀͗̄͒̈́̄͋̉͗̈́́̇̍͜ ̴̝̲̙͔̯͎̮͓̌p̸̡͖͈̲̠͑͗̔́̒͊͐̀̈̔̒̊͑͋̅͜ḩ̷͇̘͕̯͈̘̞̫̮̙̠̱̝̦̅́̍̆͗̑̇ỵ̷̢̛̮̻͚̼̮̪̲͖͓̜̐͛̊̾̀̂s̵̩̲̞͚̞̩̲̗͙̲͌̆̽͊̔͠ ̸̲̝̅̂́͗̇̀̈́̔͐̕͜͠͝&̴̨̧̢̲̰̠͔͔̟͂̓͐̂͐͆̇̕ ̸̱͓̹̙̮̯͍͈̹͒̽̈́̾̆̈́͝m̷̧͍̑͆a̶̬̦̤͆̈́͆̃̌̕ģ̵̧̛̝̞͖͙̤̬̺̩̪̩͖̊̽̅͊̿̚͝ ̴͚͎̙̩̹̘̔̃̐̕d̵͖͍̪̒̾̈̓̓̀́͗̓̋̎ẻ̶̢͈̗̲̪̞̣̰̾̀̂̕f̷̤̲̭̙̩͓̱̥͖̼̦͉̞̔́̄̌̄͠ͅé̸̱̮͕̲̰͂͜ņ̶̨̺̼͓̮̲͚̯̤̫̖̹̮͌̊͜s̸̟͓̲̪̖̪͈̝̗̬͇̦̙͌̃͘͜͝ͅe̶͉̦̲̥̣͉͍̪̰̫͍̼͈̖̋͑̅̈̄̓̈́̓͂̕͝.̵̡̬̘̤̺̭̼̯̱̮̍͋̃͒̍ ̶̡̬͖͇̹͎̖͚̣̊͂͌͜Ṭ̴̈́̍̇̅̎͌̑̋͘̕͠h̶̢͈̻̦̩̞̺̰̟̤̚͜i̷̢̯̣̯̖̩͍͊͂͒̌̐͘͜s̷̹̉̍̏͌͌̔ ̴̢̦̠͕̱̘̹̻͊͗̔̇͌̏̃̆̓̓͊͆͐͠͝ŝ̴̛͔̻̬̽̾̂͆͑͋͐̈̈̌̐̄ẖ̷̨̢̲̹̜͙͕̗̖͔̂̆̔̂ǫ̸͚̖̻͚̲̭̲̙̦̝̲̋̉u̸̧͈̥̝̠͇̖̼̓̇̇͆͛͒̇̔̍̃͠l̴͓̥̻̬̱͉͋͋͋͊̚͜d̸̨̲͔̜̠̺͙̫̯̻̲̐̀̀̀̎̈́͊̒̃̂̿̊͌͘͘ ̶̝̪̺͎̄̎̑̏̃̆͐͝b̴̨̛̀̆̈́̂́͆̓̃̾̏͝e̴̤̲̮͉̝̥͔̓̋̿̀ͅ ̴̧̢̢̖͉̰̥͙̦͉̺̙̩͋̅̾̓̆̓͗̕̚̚̚̚͠ͅf̴̛͎̥͈̝̙̽͌̃̏͗͊͊͝͝ų̴̙̥̖̼̤͚̓͆̓͊͛͐͑͝n̸̢̤̜̝̳̝̖͉̮͕̼̯̬̂̈́̿̕ͅ

After an hour or two of being the recipient of a rather entertaining game of chase, I thought I'd turn the tables a tadbit.
So, I after lost the Draconequus(really, what sort of disguise was that? She didn't even fit into the crowd) and her Shades, I decided that checking up on the Windigos could wait, and instead I went into an alleyway, and poofed up an old storefront of mine, and donned a face I hadn't worn in a while. For the foreseeable future, I was Dr. Xecorai, the Zebra Trickster.
And then I waited for that Draconequus to show up.

Perhaps a brief description is in order: my author literally stole the entire concept from Disney's The Princess and the Frog.
Dr. Facilier to be specific. But more of a star/night theme.

A brief ping brought me to lift up the black/white Joker card from the deck, revealing that Eris seemed to have decided to release a small piece of her fractured intellect...

w̸̛̛̮͎̄̑̍͌̇̏͂́͒͘͝ȩ̸̧̼͙̝́́̿̍̋͆́͋͒̏̆̚͘͝l̴̛̹͓͇̱̳͓̮͓̰̤̀̽̉̒͆̃̈͛̕͠l̶̨̰̙̟͎̘͚̬̜̝̺̟̼̝̦͂̑̽͂́͛̈̔̌͂̒͗ ̷̡̩̬̤͓͗̄͌̒̊̓͑́̽̄̀̊͗̎n̷̩͇̪̼͖̽̊̔͒̆̍̊ố̷̘̤͙̬͖̝̿̑̃̂̾̐̆͛͐̿͝͠w̵̢̢̫͖͚̼̥͎̜̠͕̠̟̦̓̀̉̇̉͜,̴̢̯͔̗̜̙̱̭̅͐̆̓̅̍̍̆̒̽̅̏ͅ ̴̛̰̻͚̓͒̽̈̀̾̇́̿̉̈́̈́͝i̸̡̤̹̜͒͊͊͑̍s̸̗͇͔͖͓̻͚̯̺̪͐̃́̇̀ͅṉ̶͆̿͛̋͂'̵̣͇̖̘͕̣̫̜͔̲͉̘͓͒͐̓̾͒̿̈́͝t̵͍̲̣̅ ̵͉̪͓̥̳̇̌̋̊́̽͘̕ͅt̷͓̩͍̝̝̹̦͎̹̓̈́̈̂̚͝h̷̛̙̗̞̮̣̯͌̓̾̏͗͝i̵̱̰̝̖̋͊͋̑͆̊̽̍̑̈̄̕͝s̴͖̙̳̮͙̯͖̣͚̀̏̀͗̏̋͑͒͋̌̿ͅ ̵̭͎͔͚͚̠̬̹͈̆̄̈́̉͜i̷̭̹͔͎͈͓͈̝̳̗̔̚n̷̲̠͓̺̭̟͙͖̎̀͐̇͂̔̿̓̓̓͂͠t̵͙̹̠͚͍̰̲͓̍̉̏̌̓̏̎̊͊̎͘ͅȩ̶̲̖̯̳̬̺͍͙̲̱̙̖͇̿̑̅͒̃̑̚͘̚͠ͅr̶̢̳̹̭̤̠̙͈̈̄́͋̍͜͝ͅè̶̘̙̖̟̆͒͂͗͂̚͝͝ͅs̷̝̺̟̥̓̂͆̒͒̆͐͋̿̈́̆̄͠t̵̬͍̟͎̱̼̫̺͇̬̩̃̉͑̽͘ȉ̴̧̨̯̮̥̖̰̞͖̜̿̄̆̓͘n̷̡̨̲̥̗͍̗̣͑̾ģ̸̛̺̘̥̺̀͒̊͛̽̇̽͒̀͝.̶̧̲͙̹͉͔̗̑̽̀́̾̽̍̈́̈́̐̇́̽̈́͘.̴̧̡̨̢̢͈̮͉̤͍̣̮̀̆̈́̄͜͜.̸̧̖̝̠̬̹̻̙̗͍̈́̀́ ̴̨̲͎̙͇̬̩̥̯̥̭̘̣͊́̄̅̀̈́̒̒̓͑̂̿̚ͅͅi̴̥̞̤̍͛̐̏͠͝t̶̼̫̲̲̖̳̳̂͊̿͂̃͜ ̴̡͇̃̉̈s̸̢̛̖̈͑̃̈́̿̆̂̾̂̀̕ẻ̷̹̝̬͖͎͈̠ͅȩ̶̱͉͚̗͖͖̜̌́m̸̧̨̡͓͙͓̭̲̤̯͉̏̏̂̈́͑̈̐̎͘͘͠s̷̨̨̳̺͉͔̘̯̓̈́̇͆͛́̅͘͠ ̵̝̲͇̭̀͜͜ͅą̶͖͖͖̖̜͈͍͉̘͖̑̈́̈͆̽͐̃̑̑́̾̚̕͘͝ś̵̡̘͔̣̰͋̓͋ͅ ̵̱͇̗͚͖̦̮̦͑͐̾͛͗͗̾̌̃̔͛́̕͜ͅţ̶̥̤̥̇͑̏̌̌̈͐̓̿̓͜h̶̗͖͍̖̅̀̉͛̒̅͊͋̔́͑̂͘o̷̡̨͈̘̠̝̱̫̩̩̗͗̐́͋̿̅̄̽̀̑̕͠u̴̢͎̪͙̻̜̼̠͉̟͕̣̱͇̅͑̔̅̈́̃̈̑̂͊͛̿ģ̶̤̯͈̪̫̬̯̦̗̲̽̋̒̒̓̔̒̀̽͑̊̊̈́̕͘͜h̴̨̢͎̹͈̼̳̰̺̻̼͚̉͆̍̆ ̸̧̹̭̼̗͇̿̄́͑̉̊̏͆̃͗͐̕s̶̡͙͓̪̹̟̤̼̺̭̞̑̄̔̂̀̕͜h̸̨̧͇̰̭̞̥̺͗́͋̔̓̍̉͛̐̄̌̌́̚ͅe̸̫͌͐̐̈́̆̇͆͗̀͘͘͘'̷̧͙̝̻͔̝̺̪̰̞͋̉̽̍̒͒͆̾̄̃͊̕͠ͅş̴̻̘̲̪̼͗̌̅̿̀̽̀̎̕͝ ̶͖͉͗͂̐͌̓̓̽̐͘̚͘͝͝ͅh̷̫͖̭̔̅̊͛̋̌̍̏̌̕̚ă̴̡͔̪̰̦͈͇̜̳̝̻̟̥̝͌͐̒̄̆̿́̋̕͘͠͝d̶̰̥̮̥̼̹̫͉͖͚̼̰̹̮́̔́̅̂ͅ ̴͙̌ȁ̶͇̫͎̖̞̲͈̗͋͋̆̍̓̎̈̚ǹ̷͓͙͖̭͔͙̮͔̐͝͝ ̵̪̬͙̪̈̈́̄͊̀́̚Į̸̥̘̽́̄͛̾̔͋̾̊͘͘̚d̶̫̼̩̱̣͌̋͐e̸̡̯͈̬̖͍̗͕̿̒̆̈́͘̕͝a̸̡͖̞͚̅͜ͅ.̶̡̟͎̓̍̽͗̃͆͊̔͗͛̔͝.̷̝̭̓̔̄.̸̛̟̣͈̏̂͋̿͆̓͌̌͘͘ ̵͔̙͓̯͆̂̌͋̈́̈́̇́̂t̴̛̛̯̬͉̝͐͌̔̈́̏̉̈́̑͊̚h̸̢̛̗͛̽͒̂̾̿̇̽̆͘͝͠͝i̸̧̧̳̼̺̥̦̠͉͋̏̈́̽̈́̀͋͊̽̍͌̚ͅs̸̨͖̤̼͎͓̀̐̂̅̐̌́̓̀̿ ̶̨̬͎̜̟̮̪̇̊͌̂̋̃̂̕͝͝i̷̛̖̪͈̫͙̣͙̋̆̀͗̓̊̂̕s̴̛̛̪͕̮͓̟̙͚͙̰̩̅̽̿͗͋͠ ̷̯̽͋͗̃͋g̵̨̢̜̯̮͙̹̲̘̪̺̬̱̬͗̈̓̿̊̌́̊̌̆̈́̈́̏͝ơ̵̧̯̞̝̻͕̻͍̺͇̗̺͂̅͑̿̔̆̐̒n̸̦̈́̈́̓̂͛̄̈́́̆̈́́̓͛n̷̛̩͇̓̀ȃ̶̧̛̹̬͚̃͆́̃̄̌̚ ̷̤̺̦̍̐͛̐̈́̈́͜b̴̛͔̯͈̺͈̘̌̃̈́̍̎̏̇͘ȩ̶͙͎̤̦͈̹̰͓͖̰͎̹̄̔̓̈́͛́̈́́͑̍͜͜ ̴̯̦̳̤̬͈̮̝̠͊̄͆̄́͂F̶̛̥̙̻̗̈́̄͒̈́̐̍͑͛͂̉̕͜͠͝͠u̵͙͚͛̏͒̂́̇́̈́̏̕͜͝n̵̨̢̗̱͕̟͔͖̩̼̱̟̒͒̍̋͋̂̈́̎̋͒̔͜ͅ.̷̢̡̛̳̘̣̮̪͓͎̲̥̓̅̌̔͛͌̿̕͘̕͝͝ͅ.̶̢͇̠̺̲̦̘̪͎̲̥̈̃̈́̈́̊̓͠͠ͅ.̶̡̜̤̻̯̻̹̳͓̠̜̦́̅̓̓̒͗͌̅̀͘
lettuce prepare for their arrival, shall we? And, speak of the devil...

I walked outside and threw some rockpoppers on the ground in front of the alleyway, enhancing my target's hearing just enough so that she could hear the pops as she went past.

Oddly enough, they arrived just before the poprock hit the ground, with the Draconequus exiting a... Floating pirate ship...
well... Isn't that absolutely brilliant...
*ahem* Hello! Might I ask what I might be able to do to assist you? I gave them my most charming smile.My name is Xecorai. Dr. Xecorai. As I asked beforehand, is there perchance, anything I might be able to do to assist you friendly lot in your current endeavor?

One of them, possibly the Captain, came down via a rope and gave me the description of myself, in the form Eris first saw me wearing.

I chuckled,oh, so you're all after HER then... Well, I can honestly say I know exactly where She is right this moment...

And with that, all it took was a snap of the fingers and a twist of the deck, and I proceeded to troll those poor fools for all I was worth. And that means there was some Genie level *yay* goin' down. My opening move, however, was to issue Eris a subtle challenge to a Warper Duel. Which is when two Reality Warpers get together and proceed to troll the *yay* out of eachother.

I grinned as the use of my Chaos stripped away the mask. Let's see if you're REALLY up to snuff, kiddo
*yet another heartsong*

'
'Rules?' she asks.

Turn based, and don't break reality to the point where you can't fix it. Otherwise? No. Holds. Barred
with that, the game began.

To begin, I pulled a basic Warper trick, Screen-to-physics manipulation. Uses the Audience's perspective to mess with reality in a focused area. Basic trick, but hard to pull off without 4th wall capabilities. Using this, I pretty much just made physics into my puppet.

Then, pulling a NOPE on the result of her turn, I sent her on an LSD style trip through the entirety of the known Timestream. Forwards. Backwards. Sideways. Up, Down. And Inside-out. Literal mindfuck, but without the fun part.

I chuckled as she stood there, shaking like she was having having a seizure. Feeling a bit 'merciful' at the moment, I decided to pull her out early, with the side effects therein being: Long-recovery time Amnesia, The Dark Descent. No. Really. I sent her there, pulled up a lawn chair and some popcorn, and watched as she struggled to escape when accounting for her NOPEed warping abilities. Well. NOPEed until she got out. In the meantime, CHEESE FOR EVERYONE!!!(including Eris.) after granting Eris the great gift of an opportunity to drown in cheese while being chased by a Mind-eater, I kicked back and prepared for her turn.

awwww... Hiding Your Madness away? What, are you afraid something'l happen if you let them O̶̧̤̻̲̣̗͈̤̹̰͗̿̿́͆̀͠͝U̶̺̟̲͊̿̊̂̊͗̓̈̆̈̿T̸͙̦͚͉̤̝͉͉͋̇̑̊͒͗̾̔́͒̀̉͘ͅ?̷̡͎̞͇̰̥͇̗̝̙͚͈̝̻͒́͠ͅ
At the last word, shimmering black/white lines drew themselves all over my face, burning away the bandage and connecting every part of my face with every other part of my face with a curvy, convoluted maze of glowing marks, and if I weren't wearing clothes everyone would be able to see them covering my entire body.

O̴̠͔̗͇̽͒̈́̌͜h̷̨̨̩̀̿̓̑̀̏̏̔̈́ö̷̗̩̙̭͕́́͜ḣ̸̟̭̓ō̴̯̥͍̆̄́̉̋͋́̔h̵̖̆́̓h̴̢̤̪͎̝̗̙̠̪͗̌͒̋̊͌͂̒̃̓̈́̒̕̚͠ḩ̴͓͇̫̱̻̂̎̋.̸̮̯͈̜̃̆̍̿̏̍̾̃́̌͑̕͠͝.̴̨̺̘̠̘̪̼͙̤̰͚̞̍̔́̅̕͜.̸̨̛̛̦̣̥̝̥̈̀͊̂͌̓͠ ̷̡̨̼̰̬̝̮̖̣̺͖̾̓̆̓̐̂̈́ͅṬ̵̢̹͍̒̍̿͒͝h̸̯̜̯͔̞͖̻͚͍̟̯̐͘͜ë̷̦̘́́̓̀͊͊͘̕ ̶̢͚̣͈̻͕̖͖̗̌̒̐̎̂̍̐̀͠G̸͕̑́̆ȉ̴͓̮͉̦͒͂̂̾͑̇̃͊̾͝͝r̶͉̦̃͛͛͌͂̽̄̄̾̋̽͛͘͝l̶̩̞̰̱̮̭̟̟̜̼̱̿͌́ş̵̧̱͎̫̦̭̭̳̺͍̰̝͖͛͂́͘ ̶̧̨̢͚̘̦͇̯̫̼̳̪̩̫̀̓̇̈́̄̈́͆̄̿̑͛̓ḩ̵͔̼̙̰̣̫̲͔͕͊͋̉͐͂̿̐̑̅̇̋̒̎͘͜͜͝a̵̡͙̙̯͓̳͙̠̗̘̥̫̘̗͊̓̾̋͐̿̏̿̏̽̓̄͑͜͝v̸̢̨͉̱̮̬͎̳͎̠̘͙̥̉̂̔̊͘͜e̷̦͇̊̽̽̐̚͜͝ń̶̛͚̿̍̈́̅̽͌̾̇͘̕̕͝͝'̴̡̩̗̞̗̺̺̳͔͚̦͎̟̳͐̀̒̍̀͋͗̅͋̽͜ț̸̜̠͌̏͑̈̈́ ̷̢̢̘̖̪̜̮̰̖̜̩͂̈̾̅̎̈́͒̈̓̆͒͘̚͜͜l̵͍̠̗̟̍̊̿̈́̾͗ȇ̵̢͉̹͓̻̒̽̄̈́̓͂̈́̋̾̒̕̚͝ͅt̴͖̟͚̼̜͕͒́̋͛̓͠͝ ̸̡̘͉͖͚̳͝ͅM̸̦̪̰͇͙̑Ę̷̻̰͎̺̜̪͈͍̯̪̝̖̏͜ ̵̫̭͎͆͗̆̏͝͠ǒ̸̢̮̳̭̟͖̣͊͂̆̀̒̚u̴̝̰̖̞̬̗͈̇̿̊̿̑̍̍t̵̢͙̣̗̘̭̘͛̂̏̐̌̆̅̉̄̈͘̚͘̚͝ ̵̭̜̮͇̓̒̔͊͌̑͆͑̇́͐́̓́͠ȋ̷̫̪̼̝̞̗̠̑̽̔́́̎̕̚͠͝n̶̢̨͓͉̪̥̝͉̭̝̱̘͐̄̑͆̚͜͠ ̸͍̖͎͗̓̂̏͐͘͝å̸̧̮̹͙͕͙͔̩̈́̈̔̊̚͝ ̵̧̺̥͙̺̒́̍̔̆̈́̓w̴̢͓͖̝̪̳̹̺͓̤̮̰͕̗̄̓̎̈̑̈́͆̀̾̀͛̏͌͗͠ͅḩ̶̖̱̤̪̲̏́̈́̊̌̊̍͗̈̾͋̓͝ȋ̴̛̞̱̥͍̄̍͌͗̕̚͘l̴̡͕̼̹͖̀̓̑̓͘ḙ̶̢̡̛̖̻͓͚̞̝̫͊̈́̌͑̽͐͊̚͜͝,̴̧̧̬͇̺̱̯̝͚̬̜̹̘̊̂͝ͅ ̷̜͈̥̊̐́̓͐͆̍͒͛̀̄̇͘S̴͕̫̭̫̙̞̠̔̾̈ö̶̫̩͔͖̝́͌̓̒̌̿͘͘͠ ̸̪̝̗̠̝̣̣̀̅̑̓̋̾͐͛t̸̝̥̋̋̑́̽̂̀̚͝h̷̠̳̱̝̣͑͑͊͌͂̽̅ĭ̸̧̧̬̗͙̣̭̣͎̼s̴̨̢̳͈̲̳̰̓͝ ̶̙͇̪̞̫̮̩͉̩̥͇͗̅̀̈́̋͊̂̋̈́͌͌́̍̂͜͜ş̴̨͙̯̪̟͙͎̜͉̩͕̽̔h̸̜̼͖̻̥͚͍̻͕͔̭͓̒͊̃͝ǫ̸̳͍͑͆͛̈͛̑̌̂͐̒̓̎͘u̷̡̝̤̜̱̘̩̝͍͛̀͗́̒͐͋̓̎͛̾̒̈́̑͊ļ̴̻͈̳̺̦͓̦̩͓̤̼̓̈͑͒́͛̀̃̈̇̾͆̿d̷̡͎̺͚̳̪̦̬̗̯̮͕̖̰̀̿͊̿ͅ ̷͎̳̹̰͙̣̖̜̫̻̍b̷̢̭͇̹́̅̉̒̀̋̒̚͜͠͠ẽ̴̢͎̹͇̲̮̺͗̈́̂̈́̎̍̌̂̎̿ ̴̧̛͙̮̳̼͋̊̌̓̎͘â̷̲͕̼̘̮̈͒̏͌̈́́̇͝ ̸̟͍͔̲̝͓̟̱̙̪͉̲̺̎̉͊͐͗̅ͅH̶̢̺̤͎͓̳͍̖̬̳̬̲̍̀͆͌̈́͠ͅÊ̶̡̩͖̬̰̰̻̹͉̣̣̆̅̈͐̓̒̐̓̇̄́̑͛̀L̶̡̢͉̘̯͕̥̟̠͕̠͖͇͎̋͐͒̎̂̓͊͠L̵̨̗̘̪̺̗̩̲̼͚̭͓̅̑̈̀̑̅̒͆̓͘͜ͅ ̶͇̓̑͂͛͒̒̒̋̈̍͠ȏ̸̡̩͈̭̻̮̬͈͑̓̕f̴͔͇̬̫͔͆́̈͋̏͘͜͝͝ ̵̡̫̱̠̺̗̪̗̮̼͂͗̓́̍̔̚ȃ̸̖͙̜̬̩̐͒́̂̿͊̾̆̐́͆̚̚͠ ̵̡̲̲̠̺̝̟͔͇̣͑̉̀͜l̶̡͈̺͙̳͓̙͕̝̲̘͇̠̪̐ö̷̧͕͚͙͖̬́̈́͋t̵̡̢̪̟̤͈̣̫̮̰̖̥̰̎̽̽̿͂̕t̸̺͇̋́̎̅̂̈̂̈́̒͊͂͆̓̓̚a̸̧̨̛͕̭͓̼̺̖͖͋ ̵̧̢͔͙̮̝́́͊̈͘ͅf̵͇̥̹̭̦̥͎̔͋̓̈́́̐̇̄̓̈́͛͐̕͝͠ͅũ̵̳̼͊͊ṇ̸̊͑̀̌̀̅̽̿̈́͝͝.̴̧̡̤̻͕̬̻͈̮̬̺̯̟̥̈́̿̓̽͆̓̐͂̚͜.̷̢̡͚̺̞̻̬̲̣̈́̇͌̓̀́̒̂̚͜.̵̨͎̗̯̣̝̪̰̆̋͊̈́̍̉̔́͊͋̈̈́̈̕͜ ̷̛̥͙̦̗͕̤̜̞̠̫͉͙̉͋ͅ:̶̻̯̦̖̼̹͇̖̱̘̪͔͋̇̃̿̾̃̀)̴̧̲̳̥̘͖̙̯̤͈̰̳̭͒
Ȋ̸̭͍̇̉̏ ̷̢͇͚͚͇̉͑̕m̶͎͍̄̕ė̴̝͍̞̟̱̦͕̬͌͗̑͋͂͒̈̈́̔̽̚͘͠ȁ̴̮̦̟̗̣̪̻͎̬͍̹͕̠̪͗̄͑̈́͆͘̚͝ͅn̸̘̝̥̭͉͓̮̝̭̿,̸͎͕͎̤̼͌̀ͅ ̴̨̗̠̣̬̈́̓̊̍͊͠Ȩ̷̬̝̹͖̮̫̩̍̈́͜͝v̵̥̪̫̻͗͂e̵̡͎̦̝̥̐̇́̊̓͐̈́͗̎̃́̇͆̌̃n̴̨̛͓̙̻̟̻̺͚̎͊͛̍̑̏̐́̈́̀͂͘ͅ ̴̨̻̆̽̉͐̒̎͂̚͝͠͝i̵͚̤̪͊͊́̒͐͂̒̑̍͘͠͝͝͝f̶̻̝͍̞̫͗͗̐̒̊̋̈́̏̚͠ ̶̨̡̺̠̖͆͋̈͌́͝I̵̧̘̠̗̦̜͓̥̲͙͔͋̅͑̈́̍̽͋̿̓́͝ ̴̻͕̪͈̳̩͌̌̑̇͋͒ͅà̷̧̡̤̩̖͍̠̞̲͝m̸̞͐̂͗̽̈́͠͝ ̷̲̦͒̀̾̚͝͝s̴̛͚̠͈̤̬͙̜̳͍̼̽̈́́̌̕̕͜t̵̳͖̟̝̥͔̜͖͔͕̗̱̽͑̀̿i̸̧̦̝̥̘̝͈͕̜̮̤̯̳̱͗͐̀̈́̈́́̈̈́͐͛̏̕l̶̨̝͉̘̭͖̻͉̥̭͚̑̎̄̀̿́̇̆̌́̚̚͜͝l̸͗͜ ̴͚̜͓̹͔̋̈́̅͂̅̚͝b̶̧͈͍̪͎̭̘́͌̽̆̑̆e̵̛̯̝̟̫̝͙͉̘̫̭̻̼͖͇̾́͌̇͆͗͋̈́̅͒̃̋̚͝ị̶̐͘ń̴̨͕̲͙͎̰̿͑̈́͗̓͆͋̍͆́͒̇͝ͅg̴̤̱̻̼̱͍̫̳̲̲͛͊͘͜ ̶̣̮̩̬̪͕͙̻̈́̾̌̍̈́̔̆̅́͗̾͠ḱ̴͍̥̩̯̰͙̙̼̇̄̄̃͋͛̓͒̌̊̂̿͝ė̷͖̖̟̬̭͙̾̇̽ͅp̷͉͙̖͈͖̩̻̻̓̽̋̓̐͛͂͐̒͜͝t̸̖̩͔͇̝͇̪̻̪͙̻̘̥̘̍͆̿̓͌́͗̎̽̓̚͝ͅ ̸̳̘̟͇̟̘̈͊̂͆̄͌̚͜͝o̵͍̾ǹ̶͉͓̞̼̭͎̮̪̙͍̜̣̺̫͊̾́̎̅̂͋̓̀̽͘͝͠͠ͅ ̵̨̢̡̼͕̣͇̦͎̠͙͇̞̋̆̿̏͘͘͜ä̸̜̳̦̭͎͚̗̿͝ ̶͙̈́̐͐͒̅̽͘͝͠b̸̧̛̥̣͔̯͕̳̣͓̬̽̆͑͋͐̈́̍̅̐̀͐͑̈́̽i̸̺̲̮̩͈̲̯̝̞̳͙̞̾̒̈́́̂̚t̸͉̯̝̗̃ ̵̡̡̙̦̻͉̜̘͔͙͙̟͚̲͖̈́̒̅̀̅̀͌̎̌͑͒̕o̷͇̟͓̓̑̎̓͛̿́͝f̶̧̙͔̥̣̙͔͓̙̺̻̀̐̏ ̵̜̇a̴̢̢͍̮̗̺̺̘̠̿̽̔ ̴̬͓͈̙̰̤̌̄͛́̒̃̒̒͌̑̐̏̚L̷̡̰̪̗̦̓̋̈́̊̂͗̐̀͗̈́̂̚͝͝e̶̛̛̺̤̦͕͕͙̻̮̯̯͔̽̂͋̉̓̂̚͝͝ą̷̲͍͈̥͖̜̣̓͐͒͗͗̓̿̔̚͜s̶̬̬͓̰̖̓͑̔̏̈́̉̎͆͛̚̕͘͠h̵̭̝̋͛̄̔̈́͜.̵̠͔̈͛̌͋̒̃͝͝.̸̧̺͈̝͚̯̬͌̈́̅́̌̕.̸̟͈̳̤̱̫̝̓͂̎̉̑̕ ̸̗̪̹̭̣̾͋̀̆̋̊̈̈́̅̈̄͗̕̕͜

Next came my favorite trick: Puns to Reality.
ṉ̷͎͇͔̭̱̫̫̦̘̮́̓̓͑̀͑̏̒͝ͅò̸̢̭͎̰̙͈͇͎̹̹͂̆̾̋̆͒̋̄w̸̨̟̖̝̗͈͎͈̟̭̭͋̾̒͑̑̀́̉͝͝ͅ,̶̨̭͔̞̞͔̜̙̞̉̅͑̓͗͂̀̀́̇̋̂̈́̕͠ ̸͚̏̾̌͂̿̏p̶̡͖̪̖̺͖̥̅̾͋͆͑̈̔̓͋̊̅̚͠l̸̢̡̗̦̤̻͕̠͇͉̮͔̃́͛̉̉̇̒̓̾̚̚͜͠͝͠e̶̥̯̹̩̋̽̉̓̀͊̈́͛̊͠͠a̴̫̣̐͑̾̍̅ś̷̥̜͉̲̿͐̀͝͝e̴͙̬̩̗̙̳̓̄̑͐̋̕,̴̧̼͕͗̆͑̿̓͊̍̀͋͒͒̕ ̶̧̱̻͎̫̰͈͗̌̉̃̊̀̒̈́̀̐̐̿̐͐͝D̴̢̼̙͉̀͌̈́̈́͝͠͝O̵̙̤͍̤̠͖͕͚̓̀̓̐͑̉͗͐̌͘Ņ̸̳̤̫̠̪̂́̆̀͐̓̆̓̍͆̃̚͜͝͠͠ͅȗ̶͓̜̝͉̟͔̣̤̘͇̘̻͂̋̂̃̿͊T̶̹̭̘̘̃̂̾ ̷̡̜̞̮͙̥̪͕͍̘̳̪̬͠ͅl̶̨̡͉̫̠̔͂͒͗͋͗̑̊̍͋͝͝o̷̢̧̩͈̳̖̝͆̊̔̈́̏̑̄̿̑͜͠͝s̷̢̡̛̘͇̎̔̃̂̏͋͌̀̐͘e̴͍͙̤͈͇͇̯͂̋ ̶̙͈͕͇͇̼͔͋̐̊̑̆̓̈́̿̈́̔͘̕͠ͅY̸̟̟̘̞͉̼̹̩̦͔̞̜̭̔͋̄̆͛̇͘̕͜͝É̷̩̳̪̖̘̞̗͕͎͕̟̫͖͖̓̚A̴̧̛̬̜̭̖̘͆̊̓̔͌̈́̐Ṙ̷̨̰͉̥͚̣̅̃͑́͒ ̴͕̞̇̄̇̌̌͌T̷͎̱̩͎̗̭̯̽͂̉́͆̅̄̈͐͗̀̕͜͜͝͝͠E̵̡̢̡̨̛̘̲͍̳̖̞̙̎̌͊͘M̸̨̤̦͙̮̲͎̪͉͂́̐̓̏͛̆͛́̚̚͜Ṕ̵̡̢̛̛̳͖͕͔͕̭̮̣͎̟͖͋̾̈̽̈͂̂̏̚͘ͅE̸̟̤̖͉̭͆̆̀̀̓͌́̑̓͘͘͜R̸̨͖͔͖͎̦̳̗̮̬͔̠̜̱͂̃̀̉̽̓̃̎̏͗͜ą̷͚͙͕́̾̈́̏̏͛̌̉̂̓͝t̴̨̩̮͉͖͚̽͝u̸̡̧͙̥̤̘̻̹͈̥͊̈͐͂́̈́̾̾̅̿͌͘r̸͇̝̱̈́̓̍̉͊̀͌̿̈́́̍͒͠͠ẽ̴̢̨̫̹̦̹͍̿̒͊̈́̿̉͑͋͂̔͜ ̴͎͙̩̰̪͎̞̮͖̃ͅǪ̵̝͍͕͕̲̤̹͙̗̋̀͌͛̑͘V̶̧̟̞͈͕̲̳̰̞̦̺̆͒͗́͆̀̔̋̂͘̕͝E̵̡̢̱̮̭̘͎̟͚̟̯̖͓̅͆̋͘R̷̨̠̝̲̖̜̺̳̱̩̭̈́͗̽̈̈́͌́͆ͅt̶̡̧̮̼̅̉̀͗̕ ̵̡̮̫̘̟̼̃͒̿̐̿M̷̡̛͈͍͚̠͇̥͔͉͙͖̠̤̓̈̆̿̆̂͠Ḯ̸̬͈̹̫͗̀̅͆̾͜͠ņ̷̲͖͖̙̊͆͋̾̽́̊̓̐̏͗̑̕͝e̷̛͙̤̰͗̇͊̆̈́̋̈́̉͘͜͠ ̷̡̡̛̝̻̘̗͒̾͑P̴̡̤̣̖̝̮̀̎Ų̴̞͍̰͙͕̯̮͓͖̗̘̓͐̽̋͐N̶̲̲̬̗͖̜̼̞̄̎͆̂͒̌͒̾͒̄̽i̸̭̭̣̞̥̓́͐͘͜s̸̡̰͉̼̠͍̯͔͋ḧ̷̨̙̲͉͙̠̪͓͔͇͖́m̸͉̺͕͖̺̠̖͖̝̺̟͖͉̭͇̈́̋̄̓e̵͖̙͕̲̘̟͈̙̘̔̽̎̊̌͆̋̈́̈́̽͜n̷̨̛̟̞͎͎͚̲̫̬̙͖̣̽̓̒́͒̽̂͂͗̊̑̑͘t̴̜̥͙͙͇͓̏̑̓͐̄̾͒̄͑̒̓̓.̴̧̡̢̝̝̭͚̦̗͖͗̃̎͂͠ ̸̹͇̹̺̘͖̪͔̹̣͛̾̈́̒̆͊͑́̚͝ͅN̴̥̝̫͔͎̝̪̦̫̝̟̘̞̻̤͠A̴̧̛̪̜̣̼̱̍̒̉͛̐͒̅͒̆̈́̕͜T̶̪̙̦̮̫̖̓̄̑͆́̔͌͗̍̇̄'̶̨̛̲͍̤̀̆͐̽͑̐̌̒͝l̶̢̧̗͔̘͉̠͓̝̼̯̉l̶̟͕̖̋̈́̐̏͊̄̉͆̍͘͘ ̵̻̲̦͇̠̫͚̗̟̳͔͍̺͔̺̂̄̂̍̀̓̆̑̑̊j̶̨̡͕͔̙͔̍̉͒͊̓͛̀̎̕͠͠ư̵̘̇͝s̵̠̬̈́̑̃̍t̸̞̱͖̖̝̉̊̈́̈́͒͜͜ͅ ̵̢̃̊͂̓̈́̔͋̾͘͝L̶̼͙͉̯̇͜A̸̠͓͖̻͔̪͙̩̓̌̃̒̅͋̌̆̇̈́̋͜͠ͅŇ̶̢̪͂̑͆̌̂͗̈́̾͘̚͘͜D̸̡͕̗̰͈̤̳̝̤̖̠̞̫̰̘͆̍͒̈́͊́̂̈́́̋͘͝ ̶͈͚̞̲̳̦̭͚̗͑̈́͠͠U̴̘͚̣̹̦̰͉̹̬̇̏̑̊́̈́̔̈̑̎ ̴̢̗̼̥̜̰̝̫̌̓I̷̛̱̥͔͐̉͌͛̓N̴̛̼͖̝̓̊͐̑̍̕N̷̢͔̻̗̩̟͑́̒͆͑͂ͅͅ ̸̬͔̮̣̩̥̣̻͚̤̱͂͑̊̀͠a̸̤̹͔̥̥̪̞͍̯͇̓͑̌͊̓̚̚ͅ ̸̢̨̨̞͔̪͉̘̦͎̱̪͖͕͗̉̒̿B̴̫͕̬̟̃͊̈̑͑̓́̀̒̔̉̆ͅI̶̢̨̖̰̠̯͓̯͎̖̮͓͂͑̀̔͂̓̀̀͌͋̕T̴̠̙̽͑̅ ̵̢͈̭̰͎̦̤̫͕̞̖͈̪̠͒̍̿͊̓̓͒ö̴̢̡̡͖͈̘̩͈͎̖̺̼́̈́̀͗͛̓͆̓̈́͗̄̄́͐̕͜͜f̵̢̯͍̗͕̦̼̭̞͖̮̪̽̌̽͊̊̎̓̒͒̀̂̈͂ͅ ̴̣͙̻̞͕̮̺̈́̄͒̑̓̓̇̐͂̕͠ą̶̳̮͔͛̀ ̸̢͕̦͚̠̟̫̪̳͚͖̀̈́̇͊͆̌̀͆̇̄̌̅͘͝͠S̸̡͇̘͔̖͙̅͑́͜T̷̢̡̛̳̣̞̬̺̖͓́̋̅̒̉̈̈̄͛͋͑͜͝͝͝Ì̴̧̞͇͚̝̱͎ͅÇ̵̤̦͎͚̜͖̖̳͇̜̱̖̉̽̌̀ͅḴ̸͉̂̓y̶̖̯̭̙̭̲̠͕͉̔̿͌ͅ ̴̨̪͖͇̎̍̑̋͆͒̑̐̏̚͘͘͝S̴̹͙̳̣̐̈́̍̓͝Į̵̼͖͙̠͔̣̱̑̊̿͒̿̂T̶̝̤̼̣͐̎͠ù̴̧̳̟͓̗͈̱̭͖̣̠̙̩̠̓̆͘͜ȃ̸̝̘̠̘̜̙͙̳̱͇̪͌̈́͒̈̊̀́̿͘̕͠͠t̶̡̺̮̣̠̬̟̮̲͕̘͙̟̙̽̆̅̔̿͛í̶̧̲̬̗́͊̾͑̐͗̃̾́͝ö̷̢̦̥̖͑̆͌̇ń̶̨̛̦̜̼͖̱̲̼̘͒͋͑͑͌͐̓͆̃͝ ̴͕̩̤̩̤̃̃͐͗̆͐ͅW̴̡̧̧̮͔̗̤̠͈̩̠͍̆́͝͝͠͝ͅĮ̵̧̛̝̰̱͔̄̇͗̎̇̾̃̀̈́̅͐̉̓̕T̴̡̧͎̥̩̟̭͖͉͈͇͚̗͓̼̀͐͐̽͊͆͌̽̚͠͝C̸̡̦̬̠͇͎̥̑̅̃͌̀̈̏͆͘̚͠͠H̶̨̤̤̺̥͓͍̹̥̺͈̜͍́ͅͅ ̶̢̡̬͂̓̊́̀̐̄͠Ẹ̷̡͈̤̱̳̐̎͐̒̀̍̓͒̑͝Ȳ̸̨̡̡̞̭͓͓̼͇̤͉̖̙̙͛̋͗̈̐̅̈́͗͛͌͂̚͠E̵̢̨̜͔̦͎̻̗͑̿̈͒̐̉̾͠͝ ̸̜͎̲͖̜͒̊́̈́͛̇̊̌̆̋́̄͠Ḑ̸̨̢̛͖̩̻̫͍͙̺̾͋̈́̒̄́̒̎͂͋͜͝Ờ̷̠̟͍̦̺̼̝̫̲̘̝̰͔͔̆̈́͜Ņ̷̰͕̰̻͓̟̘͕̫̪͑͊̏̾͠ͅú̵̧̲̳͚̀T̶͔̟̜̥̔̓͠͝ͅ ̸̖͙̗̈́̏̇͑̅̋́͘t̸̡͕̮͔͔̟͐̓h̴͔͗̉͑̎̿̈́̊́̋̈́͊̍͑ĩ̸̧̧̡̗̳̮̳̯̬̖̤̩͑̈́͑̀̓́̽̈́ṋ̵̡̢̡̟̼͑͆̋̂̐̊̏̕͜k̸̹͐̊ ̸̨̧̟̥̠̙͇̗̻̱̙͗̾͐̀͑̌͛̾̕y̵̤̏̆̑̾̏̂̉̑ö̶̧͖͈̪̖̯̜̪̱́̒͘̚ừ̵̹͚͍͚͈̑̊̏̓͋̾̉̓͝ ̵̡̳̖̭̲̰̮̞̪͙̘̞̅̎̽̊̈́C̵̼͙̻͙͍͋̈́̉̐̔͗͊̔́A̸̝̿̀̀̀̍̅͂͒͐̚Ń̷̛̲̘͉̯̜̬͓̹͎̮̥̣̞̗̀̒͗͋́́̓̌̚ ̶̰̙́̔̍̀r̸̛͉̠̬͙̦̖̥̱͗́̔̄͒̈́͛̓̿͘͜e̷͇̭̙͈̊m̴̲͈̠͎̲͋̈́̂̀̽̃͛͝ö̸̪͇͖͚͖̗͎̳̫̦͕̮͙̯́͊̈̊̔̾v̷̡̭̯̱̗͙͉̝̭̙͌̽̾͐̂͌̆̈́́ȩ̷̜͎̬̖̲̗̒̃͛͠͝ ̸̧̢̼͕̤̙̻̖̳̜̩̈́͜ÿ̵̧̱͎̞̖̳̲̪̤̌̒̈̕ͅő̶̧̗̬͈̜̻̤̹̠̜̪̹͖̱̊̿̍̈́̓̍͑̎̂̚ͅu̵̠̟͎̪̓̈́͑̓̓̈́̈́r̸̡̟̣̠̝̰̦̻̫̋̍͌͒̊̐̃̈́̆̎͘̕͠ͅS̵̢̪̫̞̯̤̱̦͙̈́̇̂ͅỴ̵̌̋̓̓̋͑̀́̏̕L̵̹͖͛͝P̸͎̻̈́̓̆̊͌̇̈́͌́͗̾̐̂͘͝Ĥ̷̨͈̙͍̞̙̼̣̪̲̝̱̫͑̀̐͗̓̐̌́̀̃̌̕͜ ̷̢̡͍̺̦̠͉̠̲̻̣̓̋̄̎̈́̑̿̄̚͜P̵̨̲̬̮͈̲̙̥̪͙̈̒̾̈́͊̅̂̀͘R̶̢̲̩̥̠̮͠Ọ̶̢̳̪̣̹͖͉͇̪̪̥̘͔͋͂̏̈́̍̆͐̐̅͗̊̓̑͠M̸̦̲͋̒̆͐̿̽͛͘͘͘.̶̡̥̫͉͎̄̊̍̀̌.̷̧͖̣̯̩͒̃̇̈́̎̑̒͌̀̈̃̇̕͘̕.̴͕͍͍̌͛̄͆͌̔̀͆ͅ

With each pun, the appropriate object, time period, dictionary entry, or social event floated by, bonking Eris on the head in the process. But now for my favorite form of Practical Pun: the Weapon.

Ṋ̶̖̋̊̒̈́̇̽̈́̐̃̚ö̴̡̢̫̲̮͓̙̠̘̙̣̤̪̯͖́͛͂̈͐̏̆̔̏͋̿́̕w̷͙̾̑͆̊͛̒̑̿͘͠͝͠͝͝ ̶̯͇͕͍͉͉̒̉͠ṭ̵̢̮̦̗̝̹̱͕͕͓̫̱̳̯͒́̽̚͝h̴̝̱̗̬͇̃̍̅ě̶̢̧̨͚̮̮̙̱̭̞͍̰̟̥́̇͑͘̕n̴̪̘̜͗,̵̢̧̨̨̻̲͍̭̻̖̩̼̥̐̔͊̈́̅͜ ̵̳̯̰͍̮̫̾̄̄͜Ì̵̩̠̫̈́͑̈́̌̑͌̐̕͠ ̴̧̨̛̘̺̺̻͈̗͙̬͆̒̔̽́̂͑̎̄̎̇̽͝͝C̵̡̡̨̻̼̪̩͕͈̽̽͑̌̃̽̈́À̴̢̢̹̲̣̮̗̙̟͖̟͍́͊̄̀̄͜͝ͅN̷͚̜͕̗̺̤͎̙̄͛̎͘͜ ̶̢̜͙̯͍̮̖̟̩̺̔̋͑͆͠S̸͈͍̗̅̒͛͛̅̈́̓̿̿̐̃̀̎̊̚W̴͉̪̓̐́̍̈́̋̈́͒̓͆̈́̚͝͠Ơ̷̥̖̅̉̊̿̋̑̈̉͗͝Ŕ̴̙̬̄̓̈́̄͛̔͒̑̋̇̂̕͝D̸̹̩̅̎͐̉́̍̇̀̊̀̎̕͘͠ ̴͇̫͙̻̬̘̀́͒ộ̶̪̗̥̠̰́̃͗͊̀̀ͅf̴͙͈̰͙͉̮̊͗̊̇͘ ̵̧̢̛̫̖͚̞̿̇̒̓̽̈́̐̊̌̒̀̊́̚S̸̛̛̲̩̗͎͍͕̺̙̀̅̾̎́̈́͑̕͝E̶͈̩̞̱̖͖̖̟̔̂̇̂͋͐̒̽͌͒A̶̧̡͕͙̜͇̬̰̩̣̟̣̚͜ ̵̛̹͆̌̐̃̏̅͋͋̃̽́͗͑̚w̷̮͇̤̼͍̖͇̩̘̱̔̾̅̒͒͑̓̑̈̓͐̉̔͠ĥ̸̢̡̦̠̜̣͈̯̹̅̅͊ẽ̷̥̮̦̖̣̮͈̼̺̝̼̞̦̐͋͌͌̔́̆͘ͅͅŗ̶̤̻͒̅̊̃̈́ͅẻ̶̢̢̛͍̱̪͈̰̬̮̩̩̗̔̓̎̄̉͜ ̷̤̬͔̳͎͉̼̰̐͆̚y̴̨̛̰̺͇͙̙̟̝͂̅̀̊̾̽̍͐͋̚͜ỏ̵̭̫͇͚͍͚͔̘̯̱̟̋̉̑̅̋u̵͙̜̰̠̱̓̈̑̆̋͆̕͜'̵̜̯͑̈ṟ̵̢̡̨͓͔̰̯̲͉̗̂͛͜e̷̝̝͙̦͎̺̜̙͔̗̭͍͕̓̌͋̀̋͒̆̿̈́͘͠ ̸̙̩͑́͑̈̀̀́̐̈́̏c̴̢̹̬̗̜̱͖͈̼̩̖͚͍̻̞͊̈́ö̷͓̻͕̭̣̥̅̀̽̉̀̐̏͗̅̽̀̆͘m̸̹͎̠̺̌̌̇ḯ̸̧͖̳͕̟̳͓̼͚̙̺͕̝̎̑̌́͝͝ͅͅṇ̴̛̛͇͈̰̟̭̟͒̓̒̒͛̎̄̃͌̔͊͘͝ͅg̵̛̯̖̺͈͇̝̬̘̲͈̹͓͕̜̦̓͋̚͠ ̶̨̦͙̗̤͔̖̬̖̓̈̂͆͒͋͘͝F̴̛͉̄͆̽͗͗͗̒̂͌̈́̂̾̉͝O̵̤͈͔͖̍͛͑̃͂͊̇͐̾̕͠͝Ḁ̵̭̠͕̟̩̲̲̖̤̌̆͌̏M̴̢̡̡̧̧͍̫̬͈̞͍̠͙͑̈́̒̂͜͝ ̷̧͎͖̩̥̻̯̖̯̺͉͉̯͙̇̄̍̅̐̄͊͗͊͊̀͋̌͝͠H̷̢̫̬̦̦̦̰̗͙͙͈̞̙̅̿̒̽̊̚ͅE̶̡̢̲͚̭̘͐̐̈́͠W̷͚͐͗͗̉̅͋̚̕ͅȦ̶̡̧̻̯̮̘̾͒́͐͊̇̈͘,̸͓͗͛̓̅͐̃͐̋̊̇͛̾̍̕͠ ̸̨̮̝̲̯̜̻̺͙͚̞̀̾̈́̃̈́̈̎͜ͅͅB̴̻̠̜͆̋̾̈́̀̍͂̌͊͒̿͊́̕͝O̸̱̊̂́̋͂͑̋͗̕A̴̱̝͔̥̼̳̞̣͚̩̫̳͋̀̋̎Ť̷̢̨̛̝̱̬͈͋͌̈́ ̷̧̢͖̣̪̣̜̳͆͂͝I̸̢̡̨̨̜̯͇̳͙͍̬̞̊̓̋̕ͅC̴̲̤̮̙̮̥̯͇̻͇̪͈͐̄̐̕͜Ȩ̵͔͓̜̤̩̈́́̉̔̽̈́̓̇͠ ̷̧͉̩̩̱͕̩̙̖͊̈́̃̆͘͝j̶̨̛̟̼͔͙̭̣̳̟̬̯̯̲͉̈́̅̔̊̓̋͘̚͜ú̸͚̥̥̼̭͈͎͂͛s̶̛̗͔͇̺̄̾̅̌̊͒̽͋͗͛́͠͠ţ̵̳̜͚͖̲͖̣̦͔̹͓̉̒̈̆͑̅̈́̌̏͑ͅ ̴̥̣̄͑̃̍̃͝ͅC̷̛̣̫̏̐͐͊́̊̂̐̈́̔̋̕͜͠͝Ǻ̷̮͂̉̽̄̂̿̚N̵̨͕̞̰̮͙͖̭̯̯̞̽͊͛̐̓ ̷̧̢͕͇̝͙̹̂͂ͅḲ̶̨̨̻̔̎̈́̒͂̽̚͜N̷̲̳̗͖̠͍͉̪͓͎̈́̌̑̑̈́̈̋̓̎̾̌̋͘͠O̸̲̙͋̕͘T̶̤͎̮̠̜̹̀̆́͊̂̌́͌͐̈́͘͘̚ ̸̰͑̓̀͊̌͋͠r̴̺͈̘͖͇̯͖̥̔͂̄́͗̽̍ͅe̶̼̜͊̓͌̊̊̓̌̀́͗͂̊͒̚ ̴̡̼̲̱̪̝̗̈C̴̛̟̙̺̝̗̦̻̞̼̳̝̱̱̬̾̊̐̃̂̄̊̌̕͝Y̸̢̛̱͎̖͉̬̣̩̗̥̟̠̐̈́Ṡ̴̳̖̩̞̐̅̊̄̅͐̔̚̕̚͝Ţ̵̛͔̰͖͖͖̺̬͍̆̑͋͛ ̷̜̣̺̭̮̭̻̻̻̦͚̞̓̾͜ͅt̴̢̛͓̩̪̟̼̥͉̋͑̃̒̽͛ȟ̸͚̙͛̈͋e̷̢̛̯͔̹̺͔͊̀̀̌͑̅̆̿͒͒̕ͅ ̸̡̛̤̫͙̖̹̥̠̓̄̎͐̌̂̈͆̑̅͗̕͜͝ͅp̵̢̺̮̭̜̬͇̬͉̿̈́͒̾͑̄ͅf̴̨̡̛̩͓̼̫̟̖̝̼̜̠̅̆̀̄͒͐̾̉͗͘̕̚a̷̗̙̽̈́̓c̶̨̛̛̣̖͉̟̯̲̫͕̠̳͓͇͔̔͑͋̐̈́̔̉̅͗̓̓̔̿t̶̬̣͇̫̞̺̰͋̃͂͂̀͜͠͠ ̵͇͍̰̂̽̒̎͐̀t̸̛̼̮̝̬̳͔͎͎̊̀͂̒̑͌̓̋̀̆̎̑͐̽h̷̛̹̬̰̽͊̈́͆͊̔̔̃̽a̶̧̡̩̖̒̈͒͐̉͆̃̅͋̉͝t̶̡̪̥̠̝͉̙̯͕͂́̌̈͆̎͠͝ ̵̟̺̙̪̤̈́͑̅̇́̍̊̐̉̕̚͜I̸̡̪̪͔͈̟͙͔͖̺͔͇͚̓͐͆͒̋̏͑͂̈́͊͗̕ ̶̺͙̫̠͔̰͙̒̿͊̈̇̍̂̌͐̍̆́̆̀̕M̵̡̧̙̜͉͈̙͚̥͖͍̟̄̿̍̀͛̕̚͘͜ͅͅŲ̶̼̺̜̮̭̩͎͕͂̿̀̅͆͑͒̀́S̵̡̞͈̯̖̣̥̫̼̗̭̟̰̃͐̊̎̾͝ͅT̴͔̥̻͎̙̱̰͋͊̐͗́̽̏͝͝Ạ̸͈̬͓̊Ç̴̺͉̩͓̙̌̓̈́̏͆̓̔́̋̉́͗̈́̚͜͜H̵̯̯̼̗̼͗̓̌̚E̸̛̖̼̭̭͍̾̄̀̌ ̶̧̢̢̛̝̗̖͇͖̟̮̼͑̈́y̵͓̙͊̂̂͐͑̆̈̀̕ọ̵͕͖̜̥̤̘̪̗̺͈̗̑͐̀̔̈́͜͠u̶̫̭̜̝̼̬̙̰̪̥̖͕̎͌̓̊͗̀̈̀͋̽̈́̑̚͝͠ ̷̡̧̛͓̭͖͖̺̹͇̙̦̖̫å̴̖̖̫͍̬̐͌̈́̕ͅn̵̢̨̨̤͖̱͇̰̥̈͂̋̓̒̒̀̅̇͂ ̸̡͙̼̤̰̖͂̆́̐̌̓̇͛̑̚A̵̛͖̜̮̙͆́̈́̚͘͝X̶̧̡̧͇͈̬͓̻́̀͛̐̕͜͝Ē̶̛͓̱̲͚͓̞̊̈́̈́͗̀̈̈́̀͒́̀̈́̄ͅ-̵͍̼͓̪̱͈͎̫̘̤͎̐̓̿́̿̐̓͛̿͗͘͜ͅͅͅu̴̪̖͎̞̮̘̻̦̼̰̟̥̅́͊͛̊̂̈́̽͠a̶̢̮̝̜̗͉͔͍̜͍̜͍͉̳̜͂̆̿̕l̵̜͓̮̻̅͗ ̸̛̣̲̤̘̫̦̫̯͎͓̟̝̀̊̊͑̉̑̾̀q̴̧̨̛̥̟̪͈͙̤͇͍̭̺̾̇̌̌͜͠ư̸̟͙͈͇̹̖̱̻̼̱̝̎̒̔͋̾̇́͊͋̒͒͜ė̴̡̡̢̧̝͓̣͖͚̞̉͌̑͐̎͌͐̇͑̕͠s̷̢̩̳̬̰̫̩̦̥̟͆́̏̃̾͝ț̷̨̢͓͍̯̬̭̼̎͂̆͛̄̊̍̒̃͆͆͘͝ǐ̴͉̪̰͕͚͇̳̩̘̼̙͎̀̈̍̍͜ͅo̴̯̝̫͙͍̒͒͊̀̇̿͘n̵̢͍̭̦̘̤͖͂̎̀́̚͜ͅ.̷̡̣͙͕̦̩͇̳͚̼͂̉́̓̀̆̋̚ͅ ̶̪̉́̊S̵̛̮͖̭̮̥̬̯̗̯̺̾̈̈́̓̔͑̃͌͗̒̈́̾̈́̕Ę̶̝̞̱̘̤̞͈̱̪̹̱͎̆͛͜W̴̺̹̉̔̏̃,̵̛͓̭̩̹͇̓̈́̈̑͆̈͗̅̕̕͝ ̵̨͓̜̰̬̤̘͆̓̓̑̋́̒̂̏̊͝Ỉ̵̛͍̺̦͓͙̞̙̖̣̣̯̱͖̇̂̇̐̆́͜ͅF̷̠͔̯͕̯̲͌̀͐̊̏͝Ŗ̴͖̻̦̳̬̺̙̩̩̖̟̱̏I̷͈̹͕͐̔̉̈́̃̈͐́̓̚͝͝T̴͔͕̉̓͊̋͆̒̍͝ͅ ̵̼̻̅̀̒̋͑̚̕͠E̵̡̡̨̛̱̯̩͓͉͗̆̓͋̀͛̊͠͝ͅW̴̟̻͕̭͎̓̈́̄̌̐̐̓́̌͠Ẽ̴͎̬̱̫͈̮͓͎̮̦̆̏̊̚ ̸̡̛͈̞͇̥̪̯͈͕͎̹̠̍͑̂̾̿̋̀̊̿͆̃̀͜ͅͅD̵̤̭́̓̊̈́͒͆̊͗͂̂̍O̶̳̱̹̠͇͛͌̃̑̎͘͘͜Ņ̸̡̜͎̬͔͙̹̫͚̩̞̟̉͊͋͆́̇͜͝U̵͍͇̭̩͎̜͓̜͓̳̯̐̑Ṫ̸̨̡̺̳͍̭͔̬̮͎̼͐̽̍̀̀̀́̈́͐͜͠͠͠ ̶̧͈̟̘̠̪̣̯͐͋̇̔̋̑͝͝͝M̵͚̱͇̻̫͕̯̰̩̤̳̓̓̀̑͌͋̃̕Į̸̨͕̥̲̗̳͍͍̹̦̫͕̑̾̇̀̾́͌̅̇͌̆̈́̕͝Ņ̸̯̰̥͓͍͈̥̙̪͚̩̖͉̐̉̄̏̏̑̈͌͐̋͆̓͛̕͝Ȩ̴̛̣̲̭̜̘̥̠̪̤̽͂̍̿͒͝ ̵̧̧̧͕̰̦̖̟̟͉͇̟̈̏͑̌̐̔͝͠͠ͅm̸͉̟̙̭̩̠͉͕͋̂͜ͅe̴͇̜̎́͐̒̈́̌͒̆͘ ̸͎̻͐͜Ã̸̢̬̺͕̠̹̰͓̹̾̋̋̀̿̈́͆͆͗̓͗͌̒̽Ẍ̵̧̖̩͓͎̺̮̯́̌̍́I̵̛̘͋̎̽̈́̎͂̐̈́N̶̛͕̬̩͊̉̒͌̃͐Ģ̵̱̭̙̬̼͉͙͍͕̲̫̹̰̌͐͌̌͐͑͛͊̄̃͠,̴̡̨̥͕̱͚̘͍̬̼̇̑͆̍͊͌ ̷͍͖̫͚͍̓̅̃̒͌̓̌͌̌̆͘h̴̡̭̣̲̘͓͙̬̻̥͓͖̎̃̽̂̽͠o̷̖̲̗͔̟̭͙̘̗͓͆̈́̐̈́͋̾̑͂̌w̵̻̪̪̼͓͓̟̝͓̏͐̏̐͘ ̵̼̆̔̄̊̉̔̍͝D̷̨̛̻͕̱̰͔̦́̾̑͑̒̀͐̿̀̾̆͆͝ͅȮ̷͔̘̟͓͉͈̤̺̿̍͗̔̓Ë̷̥͔̖́͆̅͜͝ ̷̧̺͕̳͖̈́̄̍̍͆Ȩ̴̨̧̛̛͍̙̺̭̙̝͎̳̫̈͒͋͋̿͊̍͘͜͝͝W̶̲͉͚̯͕͔̖͗̎̎̎͑̓́̆̽̈́̔͜͝E̷̢̱̺̓̈́̂͛͒ ̵̜̭͎̠̰͐̑̏͋̌̋̓̈́̒̚͜͝͝A̵̧̬̥̹̲̣̥̜̠̥̱̬͓̿́͛͋̄́̽̂̔̒̕X̸̮̗͉͇̥̖͈͇͂͋̕̕E̴͕̓͂͒͠p̸͔͓͑͆̈̎̔̃̓̀͋̾̓͐̽ę̴̛̮̹̲̼̠͓͉̬̙̹̤̤̒̃̄̂͊̈́ç̴̛̹̟̘̝̭̦̰̯͈̠̗͙̃̈̂̓̑̀͗̿̈́̚t̶̲̣̆ ̶̛̛̗͈̻̖̝̆͂̈̑̓͊̑̅͌͗͝͝ť̷̜́͛̀̂̐̉ǫ̸̲̼̖̻̦͙̯̘̤̈͂̈͛̎͊ͅ ̴̭͙̠̥̖̼̳̩̩̱̞̞͋̀͆̎̆̍̀̓͆̉̊͊̀͜͜ẅ̶̥͓͙̲͈͔͔̥̤̫͉́̂͑͌͌͘̚͘͠i̴̛͕̙̖̬̣̞͍̜͓͗̄̏̿́̈̋́̌n̵̨̜̫̫͉̤̪̮̺̙̲̰̻̥̾́͝ ̷̣̀́͗͊̈́͐͂͋̋̀́̃͘͝t̵̡̗̱̰̖͈̝̼͈̥́̈́̒͆̚͝h̶̼͇̜̬͔̥̝̭̳̲̮͊̍͜ì̷̭̺͑̔͆̄̌͑̀͆̊̆͘͘̚͠ͅś̸̼̲̳̤̹͇͉̖͈̋̎ ̸̻͗̅̉͆̀͘ͅB̵͎̈̂͋̈́͛̚̚O̸̧͉̥̬̩̱̻̫͉̝̝̹̲͙̍̃̾̎͊̒̃̋̋̈́̽͘̕̕͝T̶̨̘̣͉͈̝̠̼̻̫͈̱̠͑̓̽̈̍̍̇̅̽̾͠T̸̡̛̹͚̮̱̦̼̣͖̲͙̚͜L̷͈͇̫͚̥͂͛̆̽E̸͙̦̦̗̝̰̻͐̆̆̉̏͗̐̊̔̕ ̵͔͙͔̱͈̜̳̝͗̉́̑͛̃̃̒̀̉̚̕͝o̵̢͎̟̻̹̓̀̈́̄̊̈f̵̤̤̲̱͍͚̘͓͔̜̣̱͎̀͑̋̃ ̶̧̲͔̀́͆͌́̒̀͒͌̅̐M̸̨̛̫̟̤̱͇̪̤͉̽̅̀̀̽̚͜ͅI̶̞̥̙̤̟̠̝̭͖͎͍̰̩͊͋ͅŅ̷̟͔̲̳̻̪̳̮̲̟̘́̊͊̀̊̓̚͝Ẹ̸͔̩̐S̵̛͎͔͉͚͈̹̜̰͖̟̠͓̱̥̍̂̀̑͐̎̄̔́͜?̶̛͎̠͍́̊̎̌̈̅͗͝ ̶̢̭̖̖̅̀̔̉̀
Sevreral axes and swords lodged themselves in Eris's torso. Not a fun time.

Eclipse shrugged off a few of the hastily made binds that kept her from running rampant. Not all of them. Enough so that she could use an old trick she'd come up with a while ago. Darting forwards and clapping both talons to Eris's head, she used the Madness within that headspace to conduct a short circuit through both their brains. Similar to a seizure, but with more spells/wards being overloaded. Having had the chance to prepare for the backlash, Eclipse leapt back to her feet. Grinning cruelly, she lifted a wing aside to reveal a pistol in a quick-draw holster. She drew the pistol, and flipped two dials to their respective maximum and minimum settings. As Eris stood up in time to watch as the pistol was used to slaughter her pirates. As this happened, she happened to get a glimpse of the dials. The one set to it's maximum was labeled 'KR', while the one at it's minimum was 'KB' . The pirates were vaporized. Well. The bits that kept them alive were vaporized. The rest was left to bleed and rot.

Eclipse grinned wickedly as she saw the change in script the Authors had in store... And that grin widened as she saw the Pirate captain reform from Thought, along with three other Facets of Eris. The grin widened further as she watched the quintet release the innermost Demon within Eris... Shade...

Eris set both pistols to Blam, and grinned as she fired into Shade, knocking her into the street. Eris holstered the guns and walked out, balancing her throwing knife on one of her talons. As she stood over Shade, her smile became a bit more genuine, becoming more friendly.B̴̧̧̢͉͇͔̫̤͖̖̳̬̮̯̱̐͛͐̅̿͌̓͗̀̕̕ḛ̴̲̦̳̦̈́̓̎͋̍͛̆̇̚͘ẻ̸͇̙̓ͅn̵̢͇͉͙̯̤̭̞̠̒ ̶̘̫̱͓̤̞͇̥̞̙͗́̈́̂͆͛͜ͅa̸̛̤̮͎̮̹̩̜͈̩͋͊̍̍ ̵̙͙͒̄͒̉͂͋̊̅͜͝͝ẅ̸̤͕̺͍̙̙͉͇͕̠͆̈́̽̒̍͌̐͛̏̂̇̿̆̀h̵̛̠̩̎̀̃̓͛̂̃͋̏̑̓͜͠͝ï̸̥̼̦͙͓̹̜͖͎̳͍̥̓́͊̏̇́̋̔͐́̓͘͝l̴̛͔̝͙̻̼͉̝̥̞͔̈̇͊̔͂̓̀̎̿͐̿͜ę̴̢̯͚̠̯̯͙͖̭̣̹͙̯͐ͅ,̷̡̢̧͔̩͇͗̋̃̀̓͜͝ ̸̧̢̖̫͚̰̪̥̙̼̀ͅS̶̡͓̜͂̀̄̀̿̀̅́̏̉̄̉̓h̴̙̭͔͐̀͗̇̉̐̈́̏̈̓͌̆̈́̈́͘a̷͍̩̤̘̼̝̬͖̠̣͐̑͒̾̀͌̐̈͊̀͒̌̚d̵̙͎̑̔è̵̛͈̫̘̍̂.̵̨͖̤̬̯̗̮̫̯̔͆͑͊͊͛͋͊̈́̕͝͝
Eclipse put away the knife and pull up a chair. Shade found herself enjoying her favorite beverage in a seat across the table from eclipse.

Shade sipped her mug with a raised eyebrow... I don't know how she does it, as eyebrows are incredibly suicidal growing up. 'do... Do I know you? I can't quite remember...'. Eclipse just chuckled. N̸̢͈̬̖̭͚̚͜͝o̶̧͎͖̰͎̟͙̤̯̻͋́͌̈̂̎̑͐̈́̀̋͆͜,̶̖̻̠̫͇̺̘̠̈̏͐̅͑̆͘͜ ̸̪̦̣̝̅̃̂̊̇͜Ḯ̸̛̲̬͙̝̝̗̭͙̟̮̜͉͇̋̃̔̀̒̈̿̈́̅̌̚̕ ̵̨̧̦̰͇̯̭̝̗̝̼̿͊̔͌w̸̢̱̘̖̗̐͒̄ǫ̶̣̟͉̟͈͕̠͖̺̫̫͎̃ǚ̶̢̧̮͎̠͕͈͍̭̩̼̙͉̏͗͐̄͗̔̾̃̿͑̌͘̚͜l̴̦̟̣͉̆͊̓̌͑͝ḑ̶̭͕̟̯̞̙͖͎̔̒̍́͐̿͋́̔̓͑́̕͜͠n̴̡̢͎͖̹̰̗̤̭̘̱͙̑́̀̽̕'̴̢̧̧͖̣͑͋͝t̴̤̼͍̙̭̫͍̜̭͋̐͑͛̈̈̉͝͠ͅ ̶̨̘̰͎̗̪̪̜̗̣͍̇͂͐̑̚ę̵̻̣̟͈͙̠̓̊͌̎̇̀́x̶̧͓̰̼̝̘̮̐́ṕ̴̧̛̗̣͚̦͈͚̟̳͈͔̈̎̒̿̈́́̚͠ẽ̴͍̠̫̹̖̤̙̤̇̈́c̵̡̡̰̺͙̞̦̼̹̲̳̭̙͙̄̈́͗̾͂̿̊̌́ţ̶̲͖̤̹̼̺̻̥̭͉̰͓̆͘ ̵̧̛̛͖̭͔͖̠͚͑͂̽͑́̇ỷ̸̨̛̺̳͇̟̹̘̣̼̭̰͎͇̞͋̌͐͆́̎̊̀̓͘̚͠ó̵̢̗̗̙̦̹̥̗̻̗̠͉̰̪͇̏ư̵̧͇̟̜̭͕̘̞͈͒̀͊̓̊͌̂̂̽́͠͝ͅ ̴̤̞̖̞̥̖̳͚͚̇͑́̎t̵͉̺̲̟̰͙͓͔̑̑̔̀̎̾̌̓͂͌͝ở̴̡̧̞̺̪̝͕͓͇͇̎̐̐͋͘͜ ̴̫͎̠͚̯̘̦̦̻͐́́̌̽͠r̶̰̔̆̓̔̍̕͘͠ḙ̷̡̻̰̤͉̰̗̯̱̫̩̅́͛͋̈́̃̀͋͠m̴̧̲̘͖̣̹̰͔̹̙̈̀̐͑̿͝͝ȩ̸̛̺̬͇̗̗̺̜̙͕͜m̷͖̞̻̱͖̘̳̳̮͓͓͔͍̈́͘ͅb̴͔̭͈͖̻͉̮͎̪̺͍͚̮͔̫̀́̈́̑͒͒̂̈́͆̇͂̇͝ę̸̥͖̞͕̱̿̽̃́̾̄́͌͊̓̉͊̓̕ŕ̸̢̗̦̗̤͛̈̊͑͌̆̾̍͒̎̚͜ ̵̡̛͚͉̜̥̣̠̘̗̲͙̬̣͕̂́̈̃͋̍́̒̿́̂̏͝͠M̸̧̦̪͚̫̻͑̎́̏́͑͊̀͆E̵̩̼̓̽̎̏̒͊͌̀̈́͋̊͑͋͐͝,̷̟̭̤̲̟̦̀̄̕̕͜ ̶͙̫̀͐̀͆͝b̷̧͔̯͔̻̼̮̩͇͔͙̬͍̰̾͘͜u̷̡̺̱̙̙̹̼̔͒̿̉̋̀̌͌̅͂́̈́͝͝͠ͅt̸͓͕̖̯̣̤̻̉͛͆ ̴͙̲̜͕̊́̊̈́̀͋̔ͅd̷͎̟͇̬̜͉̦̼͓̭̲̤̗̦̿͂͆̃͝ȏ̸̫̲̪͕͖̥̟͕̬͚͙͍̱͍̠̃́̈̕ë̴̹͈́̃͑͝s̸̢̡͉̬̮̬̯̪̱̝̦̗͇͔̬̽́̓̏̚͝ ̷̘͖̖͉͔̱͒͗̈́͆̒̇͜͝t̵̢̝̙̝͉͇̳̦͈͖̩̱͎̫͆͆̈́̔̈́́̋̓̑̇̅́͂̏͝ḩ̷̝̈́͆̎̐͘͘ẻ̶̢̡̜͓̳͎̖̀̌͂͛̋̓̊̔̈̐̍̕ ̵͕̞͚̯͍͈̖̪̖̦̚ņ̸̼̗̯͓̼͙͔̜̜̰̟͈̟̟̃á̴̢̙͔̳̘͓̹͉͔͔͇́͗̿̽̎͛͛̆̓̐̚̚m̷̡̺̹͕̾͑̐̏̆͝͝ȩ̶̟̟̼͈̗̝̞̱̠̠̯̒̂̈́̈́͘ ̵̢̥͙̟̠̱̬͎̖̗̽̆̈́̓̑̈́̈̓͂͘͜͝P̸̛̛̭͇̠͕̺̌͊̈̃a̴̛̦̝̯̱͓̠̺̬̳̝̟̫̻͒̽͒̓͜͝͝͝ṅ̸̫̐̅̽̆̕͠͠d̵͎̜͖̻̙̔̀͂̃͝ơ̴̗͕̑̐̋̒̅͋̇̎̂͑̓͠͠ͅŕ̵̩̞̖͔͓͙̻͇̓̆͑̄̾͌͆͝͝ǐ̵̻̯͇̰̞̙̱̩̯̥̼̉̐͛̄̒͑̅͑͑̇ç̴̧̱̟̘̦̕͜ȧ̸͕̱͍̣̰̐͋͌ ̵̱̇͑̂̏̈̑̑̔̈́̊̐͜r̵̨̧̘̠̹̣̰̖̲̳̤͕̒̇̃̆̾̇́́̋̋̄̍́͜ī̸̛̛̲̦̠̝̻̯͑̓̋̏̔͘n̶̛̛͈̞̳̲͖͙̱̼͍̞̲̻͒̔̿̈́͌̎͆̋͐͘g̴̡̹͇̜͙̳̮̘̲̣̬̙͕͎͈͌̈̏́͝ ̶͖̱̱͊̉͂̀́̂̋͝ą̵̡̠̟̹̩̯̒͊͗n̸̨͚̖̙͖͉̩̠̮͈͚͗̂̊̅y̴̧̛̳͔̗͎̩̙̟͇̳͉̙̪̖͐̅̌͊͒͑̔̀͊̈́̑̒̔͠ ̸̢̬͗̑b̵̥̩͈͇͖̹̫̲͓̙̑̓̇͑̽̐̕e̷̛͙̻̿͆̾̿̐͛͆͆͝͝l̸̨̗̖̘͎̰͚̜͖̝͈͖̗̋͊͆̈̾̽͋̚̕͝ͅl̶̡̛̛̺͚̼̘̎̃́͗̈́̌́͠͝s̶̘͍͈̥̜̩͍̥͉̓̽́̄͑̔͂̿̚͘͝͝?̴̣̦̀̔͝ͅ Ṕ̴͈͚͍̥̲͉͈͎̭̇͋̄̉ͅè̶̗͈̮̔̈́͂̅̀̔͑́̂̽̀̍r̶̨͎̝̱̠̺̹̘̖̩̲͚͊͌̈͗̾̈́̆ͅs̷̳̮͒ọ̵̯̯̙̱̯̰͙̬̠̯͋̍́̃͜ͅn̷̡̧̡̈́̈́̈́͐̑̋̋͗̅̃͑̊͝͝ͅa̴̧̘̝̼̎̀͌̊̐̉͝ļ̸̛̗̬͈͖͖̈̓̑͆̊͗̒̑̎̐̌͘͝ͅl̶͕͖̭͙̤̤͓̓ͅy̵̳͕̻͑̃͐̾̇͠,̶̪͆͌̈́͝͝ ̵̳̲̥͈̰̞͇͈͕͍̞͉̠̂̐̇̽̽̃͝Į̶̟̬̰͖̺̹̫̺͍͆͋̿͋̋ͅͅͅ'̵̢͓̀͝͝m̵̮̬̊̈́́̌́̇̏͐͘̕ ̴̨͎͙̲̱̩̩̱̖̊̿͑ͅb̵̨̢̘̯̲̼̥͕̝͎̪̲̱̠̣͆̀͗̿̅̊͗̔̑̚͝ȩ̷̨̛̳̯̭̫͔̙̪̮͈̹͉͌̎̂͗͆̌̓͊̍͝ͅt̶̝̱̪̮̻̬̝̐͠ţ̴͉̻̰͈̬̬͔͈̫́̈́̽̇͗͛͜í̸͉̘̖͎̖̗̦̌̀͋̎͆̅̾̔̔̑͘ņ̸̢̹͔͖̣̣͇͛͒̚͜͜͜g̸͍̭͔̖̭͉̈́͒̊̈́̆̓̅͆̿̓͝ ̷̼̫̗̯̬̺͈̰̺͓̙̋͜n̸͍̞͙͍͉̞̖̣̼͉̞͎̭̊̑͆̂̅̈́̎́̋̒͊̏̀͝ơ̵̻̭͖͔̺͗̎̆̆̽̔t̴̨͔̮̟̥̺̖͎͇̦͑͋̈́͆̇̌̑̈́͘̕͜ͅͅ,̷̧̨̭͖̭̥̜̭̬͚̾́̆̎́̚͝ ̸̫̖̼̖̭̠̞̩̳̘͗̉̾̋͊̓̎̾̑͋̀̓̓̕a̶̯͓͚͚̳͎͕͔͖͌͋͜͠ͅs̴̲̲̝̆̇̓̀̃̄́̂̿̽͐͊͝ ̵̛͓̰̝̈́͆͂͊̌͒͛͘1̶͇̦̄,̴̝͖̭̤̔͑̀̌̏͝0̴̛͔̽́͐͌̈́̽̏̊͛̽0̵͇̳̳̜̞͎̰͉̍0̷̢̫̣͉̹̥̺̗̋̉̍͛̿̀̽̀̚̚̕+̷͍̥͙̮̮̹͒͋̆͑͊ ̵̢̼̩̲̱̦̼͂̾̒ͅÿ̸̥͖̻͈̱́ę̸̢̧̡͎͖̝͔̼̭̫̲̟͆͗͗͜ͅa̴̡͈̰̤̖͈̣̩̜͇͔̓̍͑ͅr̸̨̳̣̪̰̘̯̞͕̉̇̇̌͜ͅs̵̢̧̙̗͎̻͍̣̹̗͕̖̖̯͔̿ ̴̱̦͙̗͔̝̬͚̹͎̪̖͚̽̆͗̃̑̇͒̑̒̇̚͝ļ̵̯̬͈̗͙̹͙̱̭̬̇̐̓̽̈́̓̃̉̈́̏͋͌ͅͅͅo̴͇̻̪̻̞̬͚̟̬̭̤̣͊͒̔̽̚͝ͅͅc̴̤̜̰̈́͐ḱ̵͉̩͉̻̉̅͂̊͐̚̕͠e̴͍͔͚̱͈̙̮̙̩̹͚͎̥̯͂͐̃̓͜͝d̶̢̮̰̪͇̞̥̜̮̫̽̉̃̉́̐͛̄̍̊̿͛͘̚͝ ̵̯͎̰͎͚̼̽̈́̂̚ȗ̶̧͖̟͈͍̗͓̥͌̐͛͛̈́͐̀̓̂̈̋̄̕͠ͅp̸̘̲͙̭̟̏̈́̉̾̉̚ ̸̪̖̀̅̄͗i̸̞̺̰̘̗̓̇͑̓̓͗͑͐̈́̌͊͊́͠n̸̫̠̬̜̆͒̓͛̑̅͗̃̚͝͝ ̸̨̡͍̯͍̟͙̭͓̭̉͋̈̈́̕ͅǎ̵̢̡̬̲̥̯̗̮̗̪̹̮̼̍͐̉̑̌̌̈́̉̿̌͌͐͜͝ͅ ̵̱̳̮̏̓̈́̒ͅͅp̵̛̛̬̪̩̫̰̫̪̱͚̼͈͔͔͊͗̊̇͐͋̂̀̍͛̓̅͘͜͜s̵̢̞̲̫͕͇̞͐̌͆ÿ̵̨̛̛͕̠̮͓̭̮̘̗̪͎͙́́̃̇̄̔͝ͅc̴̺͉̱̗̘̃͗̋͆̽̀̑̑͐̊̑͂̈́̕͘ͅh̴̪̝̻̏̀́̈́̀̉̏͑̋͠į̸̮̼̣̤̐̎͋̒̈́̈c̸̡͎̩̻͆ ̴̧̛͍̩͖͔̄́̔̎̐̓̒͛̑̄͐͘̕v̴̢̘̤͖̹̖̲͔̥͖̩̞̪̾͜o̵̢͓̭̮͇̱̙̥̖̝̼̤̓͆̆́̓̑͜i̸̢̢̛̙͖̯̜̹̎̃̔͛̎̄̍̌̄͘͝d̴̨̡̤̫̣͔̼̘̣̰̲̲̔̂̎̒̒͘͠ ̶̡̛̗̬̮͉͓̣̺͍͍̓͆̉̀͋͑̊̐͛͘͘͠w̴̡̩̖̼̤͕̤̱̝̐̀̓̅̎͑̚̕͜ḩ̶͚̲̖̝̩͙͔̳̩̟̹̒͗͒̊ǐ̷͖̖̖͈̗̪̮̰͚̖́l̵̨̨̙̯̯̜̰̲̹͕͌͐̔̉́̆́̎̚e̶̢͔̼̤̜̲̬͖̖̟̅́͜ ̴̭̮͖̗͈̫̮̙̼͙̥̲͍̋̈́̇͜ͅy̶̧̧͎͙̩̟̟̮͚͚̼̅͋͜ǫ̷͖̳̮̦̩̬̩̞̻̰̝̈́̽̓͑̾͋u̷͈̜̙̻̘͕͛̈͑́͂́͋̔̌̔̚r̷͙̫̥̹͎̣͖̳͍͓̯̄̃͐̑̀̍̚̕̕͜͝͝͝ͅ ̵̨̭̹͚͕̫̤͙̩̙͌̌̀̓̆̆͌͒͋̚͝ͅḧ̷̻̙̙́́͐̉͐͑͐͒̓̒̓͘̕̚ơ̷̠̭̆̀̏͌̂̾͆́̏͆͝s̵̢̡̘̦̼̪̦̖̞̹̒͂̈̎̊̓͊̄̂͑͋̚̕͠t̷͍͚̘̜͕̣̂͆̽̽̈́̿̈́̃̏́̊̕͜͠ ̷̦͍̠̤̹͋̈́͐͑͋͜w̶̼̯̭̻̖̮̱͆ä̷̘̺̣̔͌̈́̃̌̈́͌̔͐̑́̒͝s̸̢̢̹̗̪͍̱̜̝̹̩̹̩̻̱̒̋̅͛̄͒̍͛͒̿͑́̄ ̸̧͎͈̭͉̻̅͐͝l̶̢̨̡͖̖̯̥̼̭̞̣͊͊̌̑͌̄̆̚̚͝͠o̷͍͕̱̚͜c̸̛̞̍͛̑̏͛̉̏͋͌̂͒̇̕͝k̸̠͕̤͎̑̅̀͂̅̌̿̽͑̂̾̍ę̶̧͇͙̜̞̙̙̻̠̮̈̂̐̓̏̉̄͊͆d̷̢̧̧̜̼̦͔̪̦̓͐̽̓̌͛̚ͅͅ ̴̡͇̖̞̠̱̳̺̭̥̻̙̇́̌̔̈́̈́͆͌̆͘̚͜ͅw̷̲̫͂͆̆͒̉̌̑̀̕ì̶͉̘̺͕͑̀͑̍̈́̀̎̑̎̒̃̕̕t̴̪͋̔̎̀͑̏͐͑̊̆͊͋̕ḧ̸̛̗͈͈͈̠́̍͐̋͂̽̑̑̄͜͝i̸̻̘̞̜̟̗͙̲̫͈͓͛̋̎̇̑̓̍ͅͅͅṋ̷͚̯͓̠̍͐͜ͅ ̴̛̥̱͙̭͙̯̯͍̟̻̽̊̓̓͛͠ą̷̨̤̹̩͚̱̟͔͆̾͐̈́͘̚͠n̷̤̺̼͔̮̭͈̍̀̎͋ ̸̟̖͚̊̆̉́̈́͌͘͝A̴̢͖̝͉͇̘̙̝̝̠̱̿́̓̐̑͋͗͑͘͜͝m̸̧̉̈́̅̋̈́̃̀͗͂̃͘̚u̸̯͔̰̟̼͇̙̍̍̔̑̂̈͑̍͒́̚ͅl̵̢̧̛͚̹͙̭̼̞̜͍̳̜̙͋͒̓̄͋̑̈́̆́͂͠͝ȩ̵̧̛͍̦̳̦͌̎̌͗́̏̐͗̍̓̕͝ẗ̶̞̻̙̫̤̣͙̯̦͉̭̙́̄͜ ̴͇̲͈̮̘̺͎͐̐͝c̸̡̯͈̫̱̩̓̀͘͝͝ạ̴̧̤̱͓̰̫̞̠͚̺͉͒̂̉̓͑̌̂̌͐̂͐̉̚͠n̷̨̫̤̰̫̤̜͖͙̻̥̘͇͈̠̿̓́̍͗́́̚̚ ̴̖̘͍͕̘̖̯͈͚̎̅́͑̆́͛̚b̵̛͉͉͚̬̈̆̐̈́̒͂͝ë̴̤́̍̋̃̅͂͘ ̴̲̫͎̇̐͗̌͐͐̓̃q̵̟͎͉͈̽̒̎͋́͝ͅu̵̧͇̮̻̬̞͚̜͖͇̒̇̚ȋ̶̡̡̢̤͕̱̭̖̞̋̑̏̽͗͐͌̓ẗ̵͍̤̰̹̞̥̤̖̬͐̔ḝ̷̻̖̫̮̫̉̽͛̾̂͝ ̴͔̬̾͋̂̏̈́̽͗͐͗t̴̘̣͚̮̖̟̻̦̔̌͐̋͌̇͘͝ą̸̞͉̺̱̝͙̭̺̺̺̝̠͓̎̋͗̍̉́̏̿̔͠x̴̬͛͑͊́̀̂ḯ̶̢͍͚̌͐̎̔̏ṋ̶̻̜̐͂g̵̗̗͈̮̼̟̙̘̩̟̮͇̟͆͑̓̌͆̀͌͗͛͑͛̊̈́͝ ̶̨͎̻̫̻͈̠͙̝̗̹̬̠͛̕o̸̱͖̲̜̟̻̮͙̲͗͘n̴̗͕̬̱͇̐̍́͋͒̈́̿̉̈́͆̂̽̇̕ ̵̢͖̲̱̝͖̘͖̤̰̯͕̌͑̓̉͂͋̚͝t̷̡͗̐͑͐̇̑̾ĥ̵̦̫͂̾̿͗̿̓̄̂͆͋̕̚͠ȩ̸͚̘̋̈͋̔̒ ̴̛̞̱͚̯̖̈́̿̌̇̓͛̒̀͋̚̕͝͠m̸̖̠̹̙͚̑́̽͗̕ę̵̢̳͇̗̥͇̖͈̉̄̃̒͑̅͆̌̍̃̊̆͋͜͠ḿ̷̲̞̮͖͕õ̶̠̻̠̫̰̣̥̮̣̻̾̾̓̎̏͂̈́́͌͛̔̆̚͝ŕ̸̹̲̮̗y̶͕̘͚͓̘̰͕̝̭̹͛̽.̴̹̇̇͑͂͑͗̋͒̑͊̏̂́͘.̸̠̭͕̜̩̯̹͈̃̀̂̏͗̎͊͋̔̉̓̑.̷̭̇͆͌̃̈̑̚͝

Shade nodded, confirming this. Eclipse allowed Stardust to take control over the body once more, the markings fading, the burnt bandages falling away revealing not only one(perfectly whole) eye underneath, where it was normal for an eye to be, but also a third eye(also fine) centered an inch below where a Unicorn's horn would be placed on the forehead.

as disappointing as that is, I'm really not surprised. You never really did get the chance to set our faces to memory when we made you. We had to send you away far too quickly for that to happen. But it worked out in the end, I suppose..., I(Stardust) took a sip of my Quantum Guzzlink, savoring the liquid equivalent of pure Madness running through my beak, over my three tongues, and into my gullet. Delicious. You might be wondering why we made you. I won't tell. You have to figure that out on your own, although I CAN tell you where to start looking., I tossed Shade a scroll, which contained a riddlemap1.
That'll be helpful. The Lockriddle is this: Voiceless it cries, Wingless flutters, Toothless bites, Mouthless mutters. That's it! Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to be captured and questioned by a purple alicorn now. And maybe be blasted by the R.D.L.
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I was then blasted off the table by the aforementioned purple alicorn. I decided to add a bit of safety humor:Oi! Don't spill me drink! You don't know what that stuff does to mortals!!
Twilight was slightly taken aback by this, and examined the mug I'd been drinking from. And promptly found it to be KILL IT WITH FIRE. And then did so. Like a smart alicorn princess.

She was kinda pissed at me. "And just who do you think you are, spreading chaos like you own the place?"

Discord poofed up, "Yeah! That's my jo--oh.", Discord then slapped Shade back into Eris and poffed himself, his sister, Twilight, and the newly captured me back to the Crystal Empire's Castle Library. And then placed several wards on and around me, in hopes of slowing me down when I decided to get back up. It was really very amusing. Also, Shade popped back out after around five minutes.... Much to Discord's chagrin.

Author's Note

1A Riddlemap is a map locked and encrypted via several riddles who's answers all reference\ the treasure or secret the map leads to in some manner.
2R.ainbow D.eath L.azer

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Shattered Stardust
Void Shift
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