eviler and eviler

[self_composed]

[Hey,] says Stella to all three mints. [I wanna talk to all of you. You busy?]

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[self_composed]

[Guess who made nine-pointed coins.]

[edgeofyourseat]

[Not you!]

[self_composed]

[Not me! It was the Joker. Shell Bell has them. There is an afterlife, she went there and deems it shit, and it's got admins of unknown power running it so we want to storm the place - only with several of us on the job, and interdimensional travel under our control more than Milliways, and big coins with which to present an overwhelming force behind our platform of stop-torturing-everybody-please-you-horrible-afterlife.]

[edgeofyourseat]

[Well, sign me up,] says Alice.

[lookingforwardtoit]

[What he said,] says Anna.

[self_composed]

[Not you, Sandy?]

[guiltless]

[Well, I'll help,] he says. [But I'm already not keen on evils.]

[self_composed]

[All right, no big deal. FYI, I really don't know if it's possible to do the trick without agony-beaming, although maybe you and your inside friends and Anna can work something out. The agony-beam threshold is just what you'd expect - one million triangles.]

[lookingforwardtoit]

[Bet you we caaaaan,] says Anna.

[edgeofyourseat]

[I want to be at this party,] says Alice.

[self_composed]

[Heheheh. You guys have fun,] laughs Stella.

[guiltless]

[You bet we will,] says Sandy.

[edgeofyourseat]

Alice arrives on Sandy's moon.

[Ooooooooh,] he says. [Pretty! Love the giant chess set.]

[self_composed]

[Giant chess set? Is it about time I came and had a look at Amalthea, or should I save that for when the party's over?]

[edgeofyourseat]

[Nobody's partying now,] says Alice. [You're safe.]

[self_composed]

To Amalthea!

[guiltless]

Sandy's been busy.

There is indeed a giant chess set - one side's pieces made of brass, the other's of obsidian, with squares the size of city blocks. The pieces are intricately shaped and very beautiful.

Apart from that, there are... buildings. Buildings of every shape and size, dotted across the landscape.

Sandy, Alice, and Anna are standing on a glass courtyard floating in the air above the middle of the chess set.

[self_composed]

Huh.

Bella teleports about for a closer look at some buildings. And then back to the courtyard. "Damn. You want some design input when Olympus gets a sibling, Sandy?"

[guiltless]

"Sure, yeah!"

[self_composed]

"Great! You have nice design sense and they shouldn't all look the same anyway. I'm probably going to add a new city soon. Maybe a bunch of them, or just a really really big one. Olympus isn't full, but of all the Bells I'm probably in the best position to take an immigration influx when we conquer the afterlife."

[guiltless]

He laughs.

"Never a dull moment with you, man."

[self_composed]

"I am a magic space empress. It comes with the territory." And she lifts off into the air and zooms around, looking at more of the buildings. [Lemme know when it's time for me to clear out.]

[guiltless]

[Never, unless you have something against group napping,] laughs Sandy.

[self_composed]

[Well, let me know when I should quit reading Alice's mind, then.]

[edgeofyourseat]

[Sure thing!]

Not yet - they're all cuddling up in Sandy's enormous bed. Mmm, snuggly.