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<unaware of Cobalt Kid's plan, phineas is preoccupied with the descent of the DARK LARD. Thinking quickly, phineas reaches out toward his attacker, locates the precise point in time where the DARK LARD had severed Lard Lad's hand, and backward weaves DARK LARD's history to bring that moment forward. In an instant the DARK LARD finds that his own hand is severed. He falls to the ground, writhing in pain>
<phineas turns to Kent Shakespeare>
Oh... and Shakespeare... in this timeline the Flyers and the Devils aren't even in the same Division!
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<even as the DARK LARD falls, Phineas directs his attention to the celestial mechanism, now a mass of sparking electricity>
Fools!!! The mechanism was just a means to an end. The process is already underway. The chronal regression of Legion World is not abated! Even as you waste you time here, Legion World itself is dying... or being reborn!
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<Cobalt continues to concentrates as the various LMBers stand between he and Phineas, flyers in the sky, and the others on the ground; the strain is tremendous, as the chronometers energy has a resistance that is made of pure time and space>
You might kill us all, but you won't kill Legion World...
<and suddenly, Cobalt rips all the chronometers towards the center, tearing apart their control over the mechanism and halting the whiteout effect>
AAAAAAAAAARGH!!!!
<Cobalt falls to the ground with the chronometers hitting the floor by his side>
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<exnihil emerges from the war room and sees the mayhem that is ensuing across the Orrery. He sees new faces that never existed in his timeline... Mary Hatch, Naked Mole Rat Lad, MetroMicro-Man, the speeder bikers... but among them all he sees one face that is familiar... Cobalt Kid>
<This is the very same LMBer that he tried to warn in his travels through time, and who Phineas had convinced Ex was working against the LMB on Phineas's side>
<ex sees him using his magnetic power and immediately makes a misassumption that Cobie is helping Phineas>
<knowing that perhaps it's too late, ex sees the one pure face in the crowd and decides if he can save no one else... he will save the innocent>
<he runs toward Mary Hatch and pulls her away from the fallen form of Cobie>
<this is a mistake>
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<phineas sees ex's mistake and takes full advantage>
Ah... Exnihil... at least one son does not disappoint.
<phineas, in a last ditch effort at salvaging his advantage, projects a bolt of chronal energy about the separated Mary. It settles upon her in the shape of an hourglass... and begins to contract>
So are punished all who challenge Phineas, Cobalt Kid!
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Yellow King stirs on the floor where he'd fallen moments earlier. He looks up at the wobbling construction above him smoke rising from the surfaces of some of the spheres, lightning arcing between them.
Across from him a black and purple armored guy was struggling with someone trying to put handcuffs on ..himself..wtf?..
Two more versions of himself..at least they looked like "himself"..were in a hand to hand struggle with a handfull of bearded and mustachioed guys dressed in orange battle armor.
"Who the florg is this guy?"
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<begins pounding on hourglass of energy but to no avail; he is exhausted from the destruction of the chronometers>
Phineas...bastard...
<pounding>
Mary, hold on! Lolita...Jailbait Lass...?
<in his panic, memories from another timeline seem to be returning as he touches Phineas' chronal energy>
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(Kent tackles Phinneas, tumbling him onto the floor. Outclassed in wrestling ability and overpowered by Kent's near-K-level strength, Phinneas is unable to shoot further beams)
It's the Penalty Box for you, old chum!
(calls out to the stirring YK)
Yellow King! Free the damsel from the hourglass! We can sort out the identity stuff later!
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<tries to get out but the chronal energy burns her hands>
Oh God, I should have never left the library...but no...no, if this is how I go...I go...an LMBer...?
<looks panicking at Cobalt Kid, but the hourglass continues to shrink in size. Ultimately, she realizes there is little she can do>
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Don't you hurt her, you bastard! Don't you do anything to her or I'll ... I'll ...
COWABUNGA!!!!
<suddenly Naked Mole Rat Lad flings himself at Phineas. He is bristling with chronal energy from the feedback he was bathed in after attacking the celestial mechanism>
I won't let you hurt ANYONE EVER AGAIN!
<NMR Lad firmly plants his prominent chronally enhanced saber-teeth into Phineas rather prominent arse>
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Clenching his fista and grimacing with pain he focuses the power of the Spin intensely on the hourglass. The air ripples with the heat as the spin gets stronger, intensifying, narrowing, focusing, pushing..and the hourglass stops shrinking. Fairly glowing with yellow power the shrinking of the hourglass completely halts.
Sweat beads as he concentrates, his arms tremble, he closes his eyes and pours himself into the effort and slowly, so damned slowly, the hourglass begins to grow. Heartbeat by heartbeat it gains in size as YK pushes the power more intently than ever in the attempt to reverse the passage of time in such a narrow focus.
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(Kent repositions himself to stay out of NMRL's way, while still keeping Phinneas pinned)
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stirs on the floor where he'd fallen moments earlier. He looks up at the wobbling construction above him smoke rising from the surfaces of some of the spheres, lightning arcing between them.
