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'Jingle decides to take out the smaller targets first.  She is able to fend off the  assault and trains her fire on the main one.

Jingle shoots.  However, the being blocks the shot with one of her wings, and from behind a couple long white appendages lash towards Jingle and disarms and disables her.

Jingle's feet, arms, and eyes are tied by some of the being's substance.  She can no longer move.'

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Two lives remain.  There is no decision for this part.

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Anonymous

oh im sure we will see jingels at the final final, in one form or another. i'm a bit curious how it goes on with cassandra and the powers of her new suit!

Sapphire Crook

At the absence of more, you only get one I rubber necked I do protest I raise object Unpassed the test This violates, a rule as such Not a good look, but not by much Were I to give, my personal touch I would have gone, for a different crutch When Jingle parts, we’re left alone She does the hall, as we were shown At the end, with the Boogie blown We cut to Cass, the fate Unknown Remember the lab, the reuniting? We do it again, with a twist most biting We expect to see, Jingle fine and able But instead, bound by cable Such a twist, perhaps best doen in thirds Instead of done, on the second word It lets us space All the fares Of needs and care A fake trick played Instead hand stayed As we’re the ones fooled Our ally schooled That is to say, if I may linger As I explain, with waving finger This routing misses the punch and bite That a twist of expectation, so easily might Yet who am I, but a voice of hindsight My great shame, I will recite For I had thought, she was a decoy I figured Leah’s face, she’d rather us enjoy Instead of hiding it under her enemy’s skin Especially when, she gets to rub it all in Also since when do Boogies fold, bulge and crease I thought they were fluid, tight and sleek All that aside, I repeat once more A plot loss, is such a bore For a story, based on choice And even more, it takes our voice Not that it matters, we scream a gestalt The irony is, we are the Boogies at fault. Oh? Did you miss? The sense of bliss? The gentle kiss? The subtle hiss? Surely you caught on, to the truth of the matter Our voting and yelling, our endless chatter We are the Boogies, guiding her wholehearted The hivemind of many, espousing its joys It is ironic, we lost before we started Ever since the beginning, we performed with such poise The climax awaits, we all know the end Let us join Leah, and allow Cassandra to blend Together with us all, and cleanse the false Queen And bathe in the light, that will soon be seen!

Sapphire Crook

tldr: Plot losses are strange and seem to violate the rules BUT this might actually be in-line, as the threshold isn't reached STILL I feel that going for a flashback to cass and make it a twist that the third/fourth reunion she's caught has less innate 'problems' Leah looks strange, but also funny, like a clown, with those rosy cheeks. It's strange she's okay looking Faceless, although I guess the big wings and ring pull the slack there. (Full stuff is on the Telegram)