The Last Poster Wins! [v8]

[The Nonexistent Tazz]

Blunt as a club, Bulbasaur, blunt as a club. But not blunt like an idiot, I have a sharp mind, to be clear.

[Ganyu]

Did I involve myself in a domestic fight? If so, let me apologize for intrusion on matrimonial affairs.

[Bulbasaur]

No, you're good. Tazz is just being blunt.

[Ganyu]

Oh I see. In that case, I shall sit and wait for whatever happens next.

[The Nonexistent Tazz]

You, tell us what these Guilds are, as the two of us are very not aware.

[Bulbasaur]

Explain yourself, Fantome!

[The Nonexistent Tazz]

...Hrm. I do not think he wants to explain.

We'll have to figure out what's going on with that.

[Ganyu]

Oops, I got held up by Riptide's seagull army.

What did you say? Oh, where I came into being or winked into life by a sadistic creator if you could call it, was the ecumenopolis Ravnica. On Ravnica, the ten guilds hold power under a pact of cooperative and free will, much like a coalition government, except its unstable. One of them, is the Rakdos Cult, dedicated to worshipping the demon lord of hedonism and chaos, with their mana of red and black churned into hellbroth. Your actions and thinking lie in perfect alignment with their objectives, Tazz, so I assumed you were a Rakdos follower. They especially love rockets and marred flesh.

[The Nonexistent Tazz]

Riptide's Seagull Army? I've heard of weirder. As for the Guilds...That's enlightening. For the record, the Ten Guilds do not have any sort of presence where I'm from (Or where I've been), so I cannot possibly have a legitimate relationship to these Rakdos figures, so breathe a sigh of relief if you were worried or anything. I have more focused goals, the needless explosions are just when I want some fun!

[Ganyu]

That's good. I might have to eliminate any opposition from other guilds.