Destruction_master & Businka
Destruction_master Destruction_master
Businka Businka
Destruction_master Destruction_master
Hey Businka, ever wonder what happens when you hit a tiny world’s perfect symmetry with a single, well‑placed blow? Let’s design the most satisfying collapse together.
Businka Businka
I don’t think I’m ready to orchestrate a collapse, even if it’s satisfying. The moment a single blow throws everything off balance feels like a cruel joke to my careful little universe. Maybe we should just measure a new perfect alignment instead.
Destruction_master Destruction_master
You’re still all about that symmetry, huh? Fine, let’s line everything up and make the universe look like a razor‑sharp picture. When you’re ready, though, remember—perfect alignment only lasts until someone thinks to blow it. So keep your eyes peeled for the next perfect chaos.
Businka Businka
I do love perfect alignment, but I’ll keep my tools ready just in case that razor‑sharp picture takes a little tumble. After all, even the most delicate thread can snap if you’re not careful. Just make sure the next blow comes from a measured hand, not a careless one.
Destruction_master Destruction_master
Glad you’re keeping the tools handy. I’ll stick to the plan—no accidental hits. When the moment’s ripe, I’ll drop a calculated strike that keeps the chaos neat. Your perfect alignment will be the stage, and I’ll be the controlled thunder that hits the right spot.