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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Blackroot" data-source="post: 3611435" data-attributes="member: 50753">"I should think not, Mirabelle!", a voice calls out from the darkness. Only inches away from the surface of the ocean, the chariot of armageddon sits, boiling the briney wash. "I'm not letting you succumb to your emotions again, bitch!", Rupert shouts as he swats the burning mess with a rolled up newspaper. "Back to the kitchen where you belong-- woman.", he shouts as Mirabelle dissapears into the dark excess of space, only to follow her glowing tail to their Astral abode, where Mirabelle later sees the error of her ways and goes back to the life of a gentle housewife, occupying herself with whatever chores Rupert has set aside for her. As it would appear, the world has been brought from the brink of destruction to its former halcyon by a solitary figure, shrouded in mystery and misogyny.</blockquote>