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| BEGONE, THOT
-OS
| >Below, a link is posted, but it is password encrypted.
CL___S_ T__ CO___P__ON
| (OOC: rip. Missed a letter in my hangman. This is the real one, with two more letters added:
CL__NS_ T__ CO___PT_ON
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| This is more cryptic than my grandmother trying to tell me how dissapointed she is in me without insulting me directly.
-OS
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| >>166968
Oh, I just woke up to another cryptic message, and it seems you already decoded something, congrats~
-Evening
| >>167158
Dunno... Hmmm, hey CN do you think a should ask around about the morse transmissions?
(as in a make a thread)
| >N3
|
| >CLEANSE THE CORRUPTION
>P A S S W O R D
>A C C E P T E D
>S T A R T I N G
>S T R E A M
>Loading: Livefeed_Ra's Furnace_3...
>Just then, an unblockable, unclosable livestream feed opened. However, this time it's different than the last ones.
>This time, there is a chatroom opened, that everybody can type to eachother and talk in, anonymously.
>However, where the server is being hosted from is nearly untraceable, as the IP's are spoofed and are switching 7-8 times a second.
| >All other programs opened at the time of this stream beginning were deleted from the computer entirely, leaving no trace. You also cannot open any other programs in the background.
>The stream opens on a now scarily familiar scene: a concrete basement or boiler room, the room seen in previous Thoth streams. It has a miniature structure in the center-background that looks exactly like a miniature nuclear reactor, a metal claw to the left, and an old world scale to the right.
| >The pincers on the claw are sharpened razors, and the claw itself is shaped like a mini dirt excavator. A darkened outline of a long table can be seen in the center-foreground of the screen, and something is definitely *struggling* on it, though what it is remains to be seen.
>Just then, a lamp above the table turns on, illuminating the room in an ominous yellow light.
>The figure on the table is revealed to be...A naked human male, instead of a Lilim, restrained and gagged.
| >The human male has short brown hair, and is caucasian. He is oddly pale, and he appears to have no facial hair. His eyes are a deep blue, and his moderately unhealthily-built body is bruised in some places.
>Then, a paper card is held in front of the camera, blocking the view:
"I have come to the decision that, while Lilims are the embodiment of Isfet, not every human is a pure subject of Maat."
>Then, another:
"This human is proof of that. Welcome Thomas James, CrayCo executive."
| >Then, another:
"In the previous months, Cravyen Corporation attacked the White Lighting Safe Zone with an army of Lilim drones."
>Then, another:
"This brash use of technology only proves the destructive nature of Lilims and the eventual downfall of humanity at the hands of them."
>Then, another:
"So, despite the pain it brings me, as humanity's savior, I must cleanse all corruption, even if it in itself was once pure."
>Then, one final card:
"We must first weigh his heart."
| >A dark shadow of a man then walked over slowly to the claw on the right, and pressed a button on it. He began controlling it with a switch, as the razors on the claw began to whir back and forth like a saw. The human, panicing in fear, began struggling even harder, shaking and moving around.
"You may not want to do that Thomas...That will make this very delicate job even easier. You wouldn't want a punctured lung in the case this judgement goes your way after all, would you?"
| >That dark voice came from the shadow operating the claw, who peered down right at the man as he stopped the claw right above his chest area.
>Surprisingly, the man stopped moving, and simply laid still, accepting his judgement.
>The claw then sank into the mans chest, spraying blood in multiple directions at it sank into his chest. The man screamed through his gag, a loud and painful cry muffled by it.
>Then, the claw came up, with Thomas' still beating heart inside of it.
| >The heart was broken and spraying in some areas, but still attached in others, as the claw quickly attempted to pull it over to the scale. It then stopped, however, and the shadow figure himself walked over to it. With gloves on, he grabbed the scale and brought it closer to the heart, instead of bringing the heart to the scale. This wasn't a Lilim, so the ritual couldn't be the *exact* same.
>Thoth then held one more paper card in front of the camera:
"Now, his good deeds."
| >The man then grabbed a small stack of paper, a very small one, and set it on the other end of the scale. It did not outweigh the heart.
"Your good deeds weren't enough, Thomas. I'm sorry about that."
>He then threw the papers backwards, and set the heart crudely back into the man's chest as he brought the scale back.
"You must be purified. You will not be allowed redemption."
>The shadow man now circled to behind Thomas' head, and revealed that he wore an ornamental ritual helm.
| >It looked like a golden circlet, and the symbol of a Hawk was on the front. As well, he wore a large ornamental garb with what looked like classic Egyptian heiroglyphs inscribed on it, mixed with the various symbols Thoth normally typed in.
>The man wore a mask, however, a golden mask of hawk eyes, and he peered down at the man from above him before pulling his gags out.
>Thomas was choking on his own blood, and he began spitting it out.
"Any last words, Thomas James?"
"You-ack.."
| "Y...You'll be...You'll be sorry!"
>Were Thomas James' last words.
>The man in the hawk mask smiled, as he turned to the reactor, and he hit a lever on it. A hatch in the front of it opened, and the table began to enter it. Inside, a bright light similar to sunlight shone on the camera. The table slowly entered it as Thomas screamed, choked by his own blood, and slowly began to burn from the head down. He burned so brightly that it blinded the camera, as he slowly disintegrated.
| So is purification like purgatory?
| "YOU WILL BE PURIFIED IN THE LIGHT OF THE GODS, IN THE LIGHT OF STARS, IN RA'S FURNACE!"
>The man laughed maniacally and fell to his knees as he watched the process.
"REJOOOOOIIIIIIIICEEEEEEE! AAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I AM YOUR SAVIOR, HUMANITY! I AM THOTH, AND I AM GOING TO SAVE HUMANITY FROM IT'S DOOM, AND BRING US ALL BACK INTP THE LIGHT OF MAAT! ISFET WILL NOT END US! LILIMS WILL NOT END US! CHAOS WILL NOT END US!"
>Thoth closed the hatch on the front as the table also melted.
| Tbh, I wouldnt mind a Lilim GF to end my bloodline, if you catch my drift
| lol
| >Thoth stood in front of the camera underneath the light, as he stared directly into it. He held a maniacal grin, and he kneeled before the camera.
"Yes...Yes, I am your savior. But I do not work alone. My Hawks, my loyal followers, my fire angels, will assist me in my quest. I will guide us all towards our salvation from the evil that is Isfet, from the Lilim scourge. And any supporter of the Lilims will also be my target."
| >It was as he kneeled that one could finally see that his physique was noticably changed. He was both lankier and stockier, as if he has both been exercising an inhuman amount and growing beyond his body's means. Something about him seemed...*monstrous, almost beastly.*
>And just then, he got up *far too quick, and held his face to the camera, so the mask could show his eyes inside of it. The eyes were hollow, and a very large, bright shade of blue not naturally occuring in humans.
| "Rejoice, for I will save us all."
>He whispered one last time, as the camera ended the stream, and with it, the program. All traces of the program ever existing on a computer or deck would not exist, and it left close to no paper trail for the viewers. Anybody watching would have had to find some creative means to have recorded it, as it was clear extensive defensive methods were taken to prevent anybody from tracking the stream.
>You may now chat in the thread again.
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| "WHERE IS THE MERLIN
I SEEK THE MERLIN
GIVE IT TO ME
OR I WILL CONSUME YOU TOO"
>>169101
Why are you so obsessed with Merlin? -CN
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