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[The Nonexistent Tazz]

*If that didn't do it, the CAIRO OVERCOAT'S final descent to where the remains stood DID, slamming into the ground, burying itself.*

*Then it explodes, revealing its contents. The metals of the sarchophagus form return to the cloth of the overcoat form as the thing burns away. The contents are one relatively unharmed Black and one INCREDIBLY harmed Lrd English. It seems as if Lrd English has had his larnyx ripped out of his throat, among other incredibly painful and lethal wounds. Two whole arms are completely missing. The Black's face was definitely concealed by the mask, but you could just TELL he was grinning. Lrd English has been slain.*

*Without much warning, an orb of void spontaneously generates and consumes Lord English. With just as little warning, his GOLDEN CUESTAFF teleports to The Black's position, which he grasps with relatively little difficulty despite it's rather large size.*

The Black: Might as well keep it...Hehe. I've still got the skills after all these years...Oh, hello, everybody.

MACHOKARP: OK, WHO ARE YOU AND HOW DID YOU DO THAT TO HIM, OF ALL PEOPLE?!!?!?!

[Sir Sivelos]

OHGODOHS**TSCARYPHANTOMTHING

WV: Hide behind the fish man's meaty leg.

You run behind the fish man's leg. You feel slightly manlier in his presence.

[The Nonexistent Tazz]

The Black: I had the abilities to harm him. Even without the dimensional warping, which already made him vulnerable, I had several abilities that give that complete invincibility a 2x bird-flipping combo. I henceforth used them...Speaking of using them, I'd rather this severe dimensional glitching didn't continue...*The Black tenses up a little as the dimensional glitching subsides. It's clear he's directly using some of his power to keep everything stable.*...This is rather tiring, so if you have any more questions...I'd make them quick.

MACHOKARP: WHO ARE YOU!?

The Black: ...Call me The Black.

[Sir Sivelos]

Sivelos: Hi, Mr. Black! :D

WV: Look around to locate the strange voice.

You cannot locate the voice. Yet, it seems oddly... familiar.

[The Nonexistent Tazz]

The Black: ...Oh, hello...Can't stay around too long...Yhea, gotta split before I faint...Sweating under here now.

*The Black makes for a dimensional hole with the GOLDEN CUESTAFF and goes through. He's unlikely to come back.*

MACHOKARP:...OK, THAT WAS RELIEVING.

[Sir Sivelos]

You poke your head out from the fish man's leg.

...is...is the scary demon gone?

[Wander]

WAIT, SO WHAT DO MAYORS DO? They sound pretty important. 3:I

[Sir Sivelos]

Mayor? That's right, you are the mayor. Of Can Tow- Oh. Right. Can Town lays in ruins... And you didn't even try to protect it! What kind of mayor are you?

WV: You have failed.

You take off your Mayoral Sash, and throw it dramatically to the ground. You have failed your people.

[Wander]

Aww, why'd you take off your. . . uh. . . that thing? *points to his sash*

Aren't you supposed to be a mayor? YOU GOTTA WEAR THAT THING TO BE A MAYOR! *puts the sash back on him*

NOW GO DO YOUR MAYOR STUFF! YOU CAN'T FAIL YOUR. . . uh. . . CANS! THEY DEPEND ON YOUR MAYOR-NESS!

[Sir Sivelos]

You stare dejectedly at the rubble of Can Town. You... wait... what's this?

WV: Inspect the oddity.

It's one of the cans! They made it out alive! You are overjoyed! And look, there's another two! They are weary and tired. You will gather cans from all across the world, and form a new town. One with walls that aren't made of cans. Not that cans make bad walls.