#qsmp2023

Philza spoke electrically to a murder of attentive crows, before he realized Cucurhco was standing in front of him a folder clutch in his hand.

"Can I help you mate?" Phil started

Cucurhco didn't say a word and Instead stepped closer, putting the other crows on edge as they squawked at him.

Phil quicky calm the birds before returning his attention to the bear. Cucurhco silently passed off the folder to Phil, which he took with hesitation.

Finally he opened the folder and began reading it out loud for. The crows . "To whom it may concern, due to your connections with the recent events you have been given access to project tailgate?" Phil paused briefly to quickly flipe through the documents; files upon files noting the changes on the island, percussion taken, every detail they had on every resident even things he himself didn't know about.

He quickly went back to the introduction document, applauded his was given so much. "On the terms that if you accept this offer you must share what you know with the federation, so we can preserve life on the island."

Phil return to exploring the folder, foolishy thinking he could memorize the information, once he proved to himself he couldn't he released a sigh and closed the folder.

"To be honest you know a lot more than me." He explained, his attention was then stolen by the golden phonxie; Elegant in it's stance it squaked to gain his attention.

Phil outstretched his hand to allow it a landing space which it gleefully took, Phil starched it's head as a result. "Little fella vists me every other day now." He noted

"You said the letters were addressed to you, so you know who's doing this?" Cucurhco asked.

"If your asking me if I can make them stop, no. The ones destroy the island are unimaginable powerful, don't confuse Rose for such malicious titans." Phil explained.

"Titans, is that a figure of speech?"

"Afraid not mate. The ones that sent me the messages mean no harm, they're just trying to warn us of the dangerous."

"Warn you of the danger." Cucurhco corrected

"The point is, they aren't the ones causing the blood rain." Phil snapped.

"Then how do we stop these, titans, What do they want from Cucurhco approached the Minesonifa residents with some hesitation. Exhaustion wore his face down as he approached the olddly joyful crow, through his confusion was not for long.

Philza spoke electrically to a murder of attentive crows, before he realized Cucurhco was standing in front of him a folder clutch in his hand.

"Can I help you mate?" Phil started

Cucurhco didn't say a word and Instead stepped closer, putting the other crows on edge as they squawked at him.

Phil quicky calm the birds before returning his attention to the bear. Cucurhco silently passed off the folder to Phil, which he took with hesitation.

Finally he opened the folder and began reading it out loud for. The crows . "To whom it may concern, due to your connections with the recent events you have been given access to project tailgate?" Phil paused briefly to quickly flipe through the documents; files upon files noting the changes on the island, percussion taken, every detail they had on every resident even things he himself didn't know about.

He quickly went back to the introduction document, applauded his was given so much. "On the terms that if you accept this offer you must share what you know with the federation so we can preserve life on the island."

Phil return to exploring the folder, foolishy thinking he could memorize the information, once he proved to himself he couldn't he released a sigh and closed the folder.

"To be honest you know a lot more than me." He explained, his attention was then stolen by the golden phonxie; Elegant in it's stance it squaked to gain his attention.

Phil outstretched his hand to allow it a landing space which it gleefully took, Phil starched it's head as a result. "Little fella vists me every other day now." He noted

"You said the letters were addressed to you, so you know who's doing this?" Cucurhco asked.

"If your asking me if I can make them stop, no. The ones destroy the island are unimaginable powerful, don't confuse Rose for such malicious titans." Phil explained.

"Titans, is that a figure of speech?"

"Afraid not mate. The ones that sent me the messages mean no harm, they're just trying to warn us of the dangerous."

"Warn you of the danger." Cucurhco corrected

"The point is, they aren't the ones causing the blood rain." Phil snapped.

"Then how do we stop these, titans, What do they want from you?"

Phil started blankly at cucurhco, he fail to come up with a solution that didn't require turning himself in. "The islands for project tailgate look interesting." Phil changed the subject, "lots of resources!"

Cucurhco squint his eyes in annoyance at the lack of an answer.

Cellbit flipped through the folder enthralled by the information before him; a gold despot of information landed in his lap custody of Philza and he didn't even know where to begin.

"What's an Elyertin?" Cellbit finally asked

"What?"

"It's your labeled species, I always thought you were an aviator, aren't you a bird?"

"Mate I have no idea what you're talking about." Phill shut down, "I'm a bird, if you want to get technical I'm a demi God, why does it matter?"

Cellbit momentarily started at philza before accepting defeat. "Right well.. there sure is a lot of interesting information here."

The phonxie perched upon Phil's shoulder squak in respond gaining a chuckle out of Phil who seemed to understand it.

"Speaking of," Cellbit interrupted, "a lot of strange animals have been showing up, I had thought them to be for the deepest depths of the island but this folder confirmed a lot of them aren't."

"What did Goldie every do to you?" Phil teased

"You call it Goldie?"

"He's just a silly guy!" Phill defend, the bird squaked in agreement.

"I mean..did you make it?"

"No I don't..." Phill slouched as his eyes dratted to the left, "I don't think I can create anything that isn't.. an omen."

"Hm..but aren't you the Son of Nature?"

"I'm a Death angel, at least that was my given title.. I'm not like her..I think she always hated that.."

"I'm sorry." Cellbit corrected

Phil released a sigh as he sat down, the Phoenix staying perched on his shoulder, "Elyterins are one of the accents spieces of the end." Phil explained, "they were all wiped out with the ender king."

"With, as in?"

"They drowned when his domain was fooled, I guess being related to him there's some Elyterin DNA in me but that's not what I am." Phil clarified, "I don't even know how they know that.."

"I see, thank you Philza." Cellbit added, "this is extremely useful information.

Chayanne looked over the Rickety boat into the darkness of the River Styx, he squinted his eyes at the faint movement below the darkness, he then leaned over the boat to get a better view but was quickly grabbed by Father.

"Aye Chayanne!" Missa warned as he picked his on up. he then gently placed him back down in the boat, "Are you trying to give me a heart attack, how would you father react!" Missa then leaned against the large paddle, looking up at the night sky in misery. _"I'm so sorry Philza, he just jumped over the boat, feel free to execute me."_

Chayanne rolled his eyes at his father's dramatics as he sat back down, deciding it's probably not best to share what he saw. however, as they settled back down, the boat began to shake startling them both. Chayanne instantly ran to his father hugging his tailcoat.

from the darkens of the river a large feminine figure leaped out the water, delicate hands grasp the boat as the figure revealed itself to be none other than that the goddess of death, she looked down at them in fondness.

Missa now realizing who she was dropped his guard as he mused at sight of her, "Goddess!!"

She leaned over the both, grasping his hands loveingly, "Missa, oh it's been so long!" She then turn to observe Chayanne who looked up at her in awe.

He nervously waved at her, to which she gave him a polite smile. "I was starting to think I made you up," Missa confessed, "granted some angel who gave a place in her marriage seemed unlikely, but I suppose that was because I thought philza was human."

Missa rambled on about his thoughts, to which The Goddess observed him with genuine patience.

"Oh I'm sorry." Missa realized, "I'm rambling."

"Not at all, I love hearing you speak." She reassured

Misss chuckled out of embarrassment, his eyes darted to the left. "Ella es tan hermosa, ¿cómo es tan patético con una basura como yo?" He whispered to himself

"Missa." The Goddess scolded, implying shd didn't enjoy him talking down to himself; gosh, he sees where Philza gets it from.

"I'm sorry Mi amor, you come all this way to speak to me and I'm rambling." Missa detoured.

"I've told you before I don't mind." She sat on the ledge of the boat, tipping it slightly though it quickly balanced out.

"There's so much to say." Missa accepted, "did you know Philza was a God?"

The Goddess fell momentarily quiet as she organized her thoughts. "Philza always seems to leave something behind between reincarnations, but he's never forgotten me, I'm grateful."

"It would be impossible to forget death." Missa added.

"Then your memory will live on." She mused.

"It's a nice thought." Missa accepted.

"Oh my gods how did I forget!" The goddess recalled as she jump to attention, she grasp Missa's hand again looking him straight in the eyes.

"It's wonderful, marvelous, enough to make the birds sign and the Sun jump for joy!"

"Wow it sounds really exciting!" Missa agreed

"Oh you must return home, your presence is needed!"

"As you wish." Missa accepted, he gently pulled his hands from her as he checked his bag. "I can go first thing tomorrow but.. quite a lot of souls will be lost."

"Missa, as your boss I command it." The Goddess interrupted, "you need not worry about the souls."

"Then how do we stop these, titans, What do they want from you?"

Phil started blankly at cucurhco, he fail to come up with a solution that didn't require turning himself in. "The islands for project tailgate look interesting." Phil changed the subject, "lots of resources!"

Cucurhco squint his eyes in annoyance at the lack of an answer.

Cellbit flipped through the folder enthralled by the information before him; a gold despot of information landed in his lap custody of Philza and he didn't even know where to begin.

"What's an Elyertin?" Cellbit finally asked

"What?" Phil responded

"It's your labeled species, I always thought you were an aviator, aren't you a bird?"

"Mate I have no idea what you're talking about." Phill shut down, "I'm a bird, if you want to get technical I'm a demi God, why does it matter?"

Cellbit momentarily started at philza before accepting defeat. "Right well.. there sure is a lot of interesting information here."

The phonxie perched upon Phil's shoulder squak in respond gaining a chuckle out of Phil who seemed to understand it.

"Speaking of," Cellbit interrupted, "a lot of strange animals have been showing up, I had thought them to be for the deepest depths of the island but this folder confirmed a lot of them aren't."

"What did Goldie every do to you?" Phil teased

"You call it Goldie?"

"He's just a silly guy!" Phill defend, the bird squaked in agreement.

"I mean..did you make it?"

"No I don't..." Phill slouched as his eyes dratted to the left, "I don't think I can create anything that isn't.. an omen."

"Hm..but aren't you the Son of Nature?"

"I'm a Death angel, at least that was my given title.. I'm not like her..I think she always hated that.."

"I'm sorry." Cellbit corrected

Phil released a sigh as he sat down, the Phoenix staying perched on his shoulder, "Elyterins are one of the accents spieces of the end." Phil explained, "they were all wiped out with the ender king."

"With, as in?"

"They drowned when his domain was fooled, I guess being related to him there's some Elyterin DNA in me but that's not what I am." Phil clarified, "I don't even know how they know that.."

"I see, thank you Philza." Cellbit added, "this is extremely useful information.

Chayanne looked over the Rickety boat into the darkness of the River Styx, he squinted his eyes at the faint movement below the darkness, he then leaned over the boat to get a better view but was quickly grabbed by Father.

"Aye Chayanne!" Missa warned as he picked his on up. he then gently placed him back down in the boat, "Are you trying to give me a heart attack, how would you father react!" Missa then leaned against the large paddle, looking up at the night sky in misery. "I'm so sorry Philza, he just jumped over the boat, feel free to execute me."

Chayanne rolled his eyes at his father's dramatics as he sat back down, deciding it's probably not best to share what he saw. however, as they settled back down, the boat began to shake startling them both. Chayanne instantly ran to his father hugging his tailcoat.

from the darkens of the river a large feminine figure leaped out the water, delicate hands grasp the boat as the figure revealed itself to be none other than that the goddess of death, she looked down at them in fondness.

Missa now realizing who she was dropped his guard as he mused at sight of her, "Goddess!!"

She leaned over the both, grasping his hands loveingly, "Missa, oh it's been so long!" She then turn to observe Chayanne who looked up at her in awe.

He nervously waved at her, to which she gave him a polite smile. "I was starting to think I made you up," Missa confessed, "granted some angel who gave a place in her marriage seemed unlikely, but I suppose that was because I thought philza was human."

Missa rambled on about his thoughts, to which The Goddess observed him with genuine patience.

"Oh I'm sorry." Missa realized, "I'm rambling."

"Not at all, I love hearing you speak." She reassured

Misss chuckled out of embarrassment, his eyes darted to the left. "Ella es tan hermosa, ¿cómo es tan patético con una basura como yo?" He whispered to himself

"Missa." The Goddess scolded, implying shd didn't enjoy him talking down to himself; gosh, he sees where Philza gets it from.

"I'm sorry Mi amor, you come all this way to speak to me and I'm rambling." Missa detoured.

"I've told you before I don't mind." She sat on the ledge of the boat, tipping it slightly though it quickly balanced out.

"There's so much to say." Missa accepted, "did you know Philza was a God?"

The Goddess fell momentarily quiet as she organized her thoughts. "Philza always seems to leave something behind between reincarnations, but he's never forgotten me, I'm grateful."

"It would be impossible to forget death." Missa added.

"Then your memory will live on." She mused.

"It's a nice thought." Missa accepted.

"Oh my gods how did I forget!" The goddess recalled as she jump to attention, she grasp Missa's hand again looking him straight in the eyes.

"It's wonderful, marvelous, enough to make the birds sign and the Sun jump for joy!"

"Wow it sounds really exciting!" Missa agreed

"Oh you must return home, your presence is needed!"

"As you wish." Missa accepted, he gently pulled his hands from her as he checked his bag. "I can go first thing tomorrow but.. quite a lot of souls will be lost."

"Missa, as your boss I command it." The Goddess interrupted, "you need not worry about the souls."