*Joe somehow arranges a peaceful meeting with the PRT/ Protectorate.*You have no idea how much I want this shit to just show up out of nowhere and fuck Joe up. Absolutely wreck him.
Joe: *Pretends to be an unstable parahuman mercenary because it benefitted him in the moment like a boss*
Joe: Okay, time to clear up my reputation with the PRT.
Forge: "Ding Ding! It's Crazy Time!"
Joe: So I just wanted to say...
Celestial Forge connects to The Truth and the PRT/ Protectorate watch with horrified expressions as a GIANT EYE sprouts from the ground and eldritch arms grab Joe, dragging him into it.
As the PRT/ Protectorate starts to panic, Joe reappears a few moments later sans one limb/ hand and blood pouring from where it used to be.
Joe: *Joe starts to patch the wound* As I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted, I'm not a Master and...
PRT/ Protectorate: What the Fuck was that?!?!
Joe: *still bleeding* Don't worry about it.
PRT/ Protectorate: What happened to your arm/ hand?!?!
Joe: *sighing in frustration and still bleeding* I had to give it up in order to leave. Now as I was saying...
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