Launch The Assault: Second Arm Of Tabrith; Arm Of Motivation

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Through the Third Eye, which Grimnyzmal had executive dominion over, as the Third Eye of the entire Veritas, he saw through the Third Eye of the other Living Shadow, Nyake, in order to inspect her work. Finding it acceptable, he chuckled sinisterly. "Good... Very Good Work, Black Cat Nyake. That Will Certainly Do." With her acting, their plans were more obscure than if he was acting, and that pleased him to remain ambiguous. However, he was still rather cross with Taomin for her procrastination.

"TAO! Get Up!" Grim lashed quickly, turning from pleasant to sharp in the blink of an eye, "This Is Not Over, Young Lady! You Will Get A Lashing For This!" He narrowed his eyes. "And Yes, I Know You Like It, But This Is For Me To Relieve Stress, Not To Punish You. I'm Not Telling You Your Punishment Yet..." His eternally open Third Eye quivered with malice. "... Besides. We Said We'd Enjoy The Vacation, Did We Not? Get Up, And Let Us Enjoy Ourselves, Yes...?" There was a murderous undertone to his seemingly calm demeanor.

Like a good daughter, Tabitha promptly made her way to the Second Arm Of Tabrith, as her father, Grimnyzmal, instructed her. When she appeared, it was out of a manifestation of his Third Eye, which connected her vision to everything she needed to see and gave her mind everything it needed to know.

To that regard, the Living Shadow comprised of Tabitha, her father, and Nyake would burst from the seams of the Second Arm, enveloping it tightly like a glove, then piercing into the Red Moon at the fingertips of the Second Hand. Now, the whole Second Arm was a Living Shadow, and the whole Second Hand was a Shadow Hand.

"Mweeheehee~! I Did It, Daddy~! See? It's All Going Perfectly~!" And Tabi had plenty of ideas for how to play with her toys from here. "I'll Do A Puppet Show Like No Other~! TEEEHEEHEEHEE~!" The Shadow Hands acted, and the Puppets that Tabitha collected were set into motion in the Dollhouse, all according to her precise manipulation.

When Taomin finally felt like it, she finally bounced back, appearing as a burst of energy in a gust of wind, nine tails flared and flickering wildly. "Don't Forget About Tao~!" she screamed, sinking her claws into the darkness, merging with its Presence, as to become of one Presence with it. She would exist not as darkness or any element, but as presence itself, traveling ever with an identity, whether it has element to it or not. This stunt ended with Taomin lining her sights up topographically to the designs of the Second Arm as well as the Second Moon.

In doing that, Taomin's presence was everywhere that the Living Shadow was, and she not only shared the Shadow Hands, she also traversed them. So now, where Tabitha was busy manipulating the Dollhouse... Taomin had her sights on destroying it senselessly. She thought it would be really fun to go terrorize the dollies whilst Tabitha manipulated the Dollhouse, and maybe have some cheap-cinematic Kaiju fight scene, or something. Yeah. Yeah, LEMONS!!!

Taomin disappeared in a gust of wind to spread her Presence in the Living Shadow.

Tabitha and Taomin's return from the depths of the Dollhouse, way down in the Traphouse, was quite the blast. The two girls had a fun time playing with and trapping those twisted little Dolls down there, but now that they were in the Traphouse, the Traphouse could have them, and finish the job. They had more important matters to attend to, quite honestly, that didn't involve wasting time playing wastefully with beings that literally didn't matter at all.

"OMFG, That Was SOOOO FUNNY~!" Tabitha shouted as she reformed at the Second Arm, laughing her ass off. "AND THEY THOUGHT... THEY THOUGHT THEY WERE SO SMART AND POWERFUL... IN THEIR OWN LITTLE WORLD... AS IF... AS IF THERE WASN'T GONNA BE ANYTHING WAITING FOR THEM ON THE OUTSIDE...!!!" She cackled maniacally -- hysterically, even -- at how absolutely delusional and stupid they were, for thinking they were so smart. "OMFG. OMFG. Like, What, Did They REALLY Think Their Little Dollhouse Was The ONLY Place In The World That Mattered? Not Only Does It NOT MATTER, It Doesn't Matter SO VERY MUCH That When These People Have It Taken From Them, They Are Left Weaker And More Vulnerable Than Before!! And Incapable Of Surviving Without Each Other Independently On The Outside!!" She cackled more. "AND WE GET TO WATCH THEM THE WHOOOOOOLE TIME!!!"

Tabitha could simply not stop laughing at their ignorant idiocy. It was the funniest shit, how they really did think their own little world was so very great that it would protect them from the rest of the world by them clinging to each other in a little disgusting pile of them, chattering and clattering about all the livelong day with their menial problems and mental or emotional instability all day and night, accomplishing literally nothing with the very same nothing people that they saw every single day, doing nothing and making no progress anywhere. They just wanted to have power over each other and enable their own bad behavior...

But...

"IT WAS THE MOST SADDEST THING I'VE EVER SEEN IN MY -LIFE- DADDY, AND YOU KNOW I'VE SEEN SOME REALLY SAD THINGS. BYAAAAAHAHAHAHAA!!!" If even Tabitha was getting so raucously stimulated, it must have been really fucking hilarious. "TAO... TAO...!! TAO, TELL HIM...!!!"

Just the same as Tabitha, Taomin appeared from the shadows as well as the Presence, but even she was laughing uncontrollably, like she just had a blast. "GRIMMY, THAT WAS FUNNIER THAN THOSE DAMN LOST WORLD FLUNKIESS!!! TAO HASN'T HAD FUN LIKE THAT SINCE WE USED TO TERRORIZE THEM FOR THEIR SINS AGAINST US!!" The foxy woman slammed her fists down on the Second Arm with great hysteria, laughing the entire time. "OMFG. OMFG. OMFG. IT WAS SOOOO WORTH IT. GOD FUCKING DAMMIT, IT WAS WAY MORE WORTH IT THAN I THOUGHT IT WOULD BE." Tao cackled.

"And I'm SURE They Think That We WANT To Be Around Them, And That THEIR Presence Is So Fucking Great That It Is Important And Impactful Or Attractive Enough To WANT To Be Around Them, But No... No, It's A Sad Delusion. Only The People That Are Already There, That Have Already Been There, Want To Be Around Those Types." Tao was on the verge of crying, she laughed so much. "WHAT FUCKING LOSERS~!!!!"

Tao BURST into raucous laughter as well, joining Tabitha, having bonded with her. "Oho... Ohoho... Good Shit, Tabi. Couldn't Have Done It Without Ya!" Soon enough, Tao stopped laughing... Mostly... And had come to a calm. "... Yeah. Good Times. Just Sad That I Liked SOME Of Them." She shrugged. "Oh Well. C'est La Vie!" Rising up, Taomin would conclude, "... Yeah, I Think I Could Use That Vacation Time At The Resort, Now That I've Had Some Live-Action Fun." Tao would ruffle Tabitha's black hair. "Have Fun, Kiddo -- TaoTao's Gotta Rest Now." Tao walked away, then disappeared in a burst of wind, to return to the Second Moon at the resort, where Grim promised they could relax once the mission was accomplished.

Grimnyzmal had seen all, and was very well-pleased with the two of them for making that part of the plan go off much better than expected, meaning they gleaned much more than intended from it. "Yes, Yes! Excellent Work, You Two! Tabitha, Taomin -- You Have Truly Pleased Me Today! I Am Grateful That You Have Done So Well Together And Made This Mission Even Greater A Success! Our Spoils Are So Much Grander Than I Anticipated... We Ended Up Collecting A New Dead World, As Well As Some Of Their Little Cretins To Mess With. And To Top It All Off, The Second Arm Is Also Raring To Go!" Grim laughed, lightly controlling the Second Arm Of Tabrith.

"Ha Ha! Now THAT Is What I Call Motivation!" With the Second Arm Of Motivation active, it alone could power the rest of the Arms in order to boot them up. The First Arm was Sloth because it always took a long time and a lot of effort to get the slow-starting Veritas to get warmed up, but with the SECOND arm... They had greater internal energy, and the power of it would bring life and energy through the other Six Arms, which would in turn activate and utilize their own powers, drawing strength from Motivation. "Well Now! I Suppose We Can Consecrate This A Successful Mission! The Second Arm Will Be Able To Do Well From Here On! Tabi, If You Like, You May Still Play Around. But I Am Going To Let Taomin Have Her Break, For She Dealt With The Insufferable Cretins More Than Either Of Us."

So, that said, Grim would kiss his daughter Tabitha on her forehead for a job well-done, then disappear. "Daddy Loves You, Darling. Have Fun."

Once given the go-ahead, Tabitha immediately went mad with power, just like her father used to. In her crazed state, she cackled maniacally and extended her Great Darkness over the Dollhouse again, in order to play with her toys some more. "UWAI~! DOLLIES, DOLLIES, DOLLIES, DOLLIES!!! TEEHEEHEE!!!" She couldn't wait to just control every little detail of their little society from beyond their borders, and to crush them and destroy them and rip them and shred them and play all sorts of rough with her toys, then make some new ones, put old ones back together, and whatever else there was to do.

And yes, this was part of The Assault. Surely, for a reason, and not just to give Tabitha toys to play with... Though that was definitely part of the effect.

Due to the efforts of the Tensei, House Veritas was active on the Second Moon, where the House Veritas Houses were stationed. The Shadow Hands that belonged to Tabitha were deep inside of them, manipulating all sorts of factors, but were mainly focused on the Dollhouse and subsequent extensions of it. Otherwise, in the areas that were not the Dollhouse, the House Veritas Houses were getting organized and fortifying themselves.

Since House Veritas was doing the heavy lifting now, since it had been activated, Tabitha could focus all her attention on the poor generation of Dolls inhabiting the Dollhouse now. She'd already separated them amongst the Dollhouse, Madhouse, and Traphouse, and was ready to leave those in the Traphouse for dead or to lead them into the Slaughterhouse. Her Shadow Hands were all about, manipulating the remaining dolls in the Dollhouse, operating the administration of the Madhouse, and controlling the trap-beings within the Traphouse, just to fuck with the Dolls formerly over the lesser dolls.

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Not much could be done by the now trapped Dolls now except to cling to each other even more than before, and hope that they didn't dwindle off too quickly before they actually did something useful for their survival, if anything at all. They were trapped here and only had themselves and each other, and nothing here was their friend or able to fall under their control. Traps were everywhere -- traps upon traps upon traps, even -- and every entity that they thought they could manipulate via ignorance like the Dolls in the Dollhouse would end up taking advantage of them and making them more damaged physically, emotionally, and mentally... And it didn't seem like there were any signs of stopping.

Here, these control freak passive-aggressive Dolls were the prey and the slaves of whatever was within the Traphouse -- the bottom of the food chain. So, all they could do was to delude themselves that this wasn't happening and make the best of the situation, sitting in darkness, talking about frivolous things, trying to keep each other in good spirits and mental places before any of them broke down and triggered the instability of anyone else.

They were so very desperate to maintain this that they actually had to fabricate rationalization just to make the best of the terrible situation. Things to say to only each other, whom were the only people they had now. When one of them was picked off, it damaged morale, and weakened the clique.

And so, that is how they slowly were diminished.

Yeah, those Dolls were gonna be ripe for a while, and since Tabitha's Shadow Hands were dealing with every aspect of the Traphouse, the Dolls that were there would end up being toyed with until they expired.

Tabitha herself had to attend to more important matters now for the sake of the mission, and couldn't keep all of her focus on her insignificant toys. She could come back to them anytime, especially since they were going to try very hard to survive, so she had some time before she even needed to come back and see what they'd done. They wouldn't die out too quickly -- just like she liked it.

So, without further ado, Tabitha would transition to the Lawless Land, where her father had gone to, in order to reconvene with the Dark Ones.

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On command, Grand Tabrith would begin to command the four of the Eight Arms Of Tabrith that were active right now for The Assault, commandeering them once the Tensei fully secured them and left behind all of the necessary resources for completing the mission autonomously. Really, all Grand Tabrith had to do was maintenance until completion, for any and everything else was concentrated now on the Seventh and Ninth Moons.

The activation of the Second Arm Of Tabrith would also activate each of the House Veritas Houses that were about the Second Moon, thus triggering the entirety of the House Veritas System -- which was known wholly in totality as Pandemia. Though Pandemia was more well known as the Pandaversity, the College of the Veritas, it was also the whole entirety of House Veritas itself -- every single one of the Houses that made up the Veritas' organized departments.

What was also not very well known was that House Veritas was a transforming mecha, and that each of the House Veritas Houses of Pandemia could combine. Yet, the forms they took were more than just that of a giant mecha, but also more practical -- such as, when the Houses needed shifting to different, more convenient or efficient locations. And, all of this was commanded by Pandemia, House Veritas itself.

That said, there were different settings for the formations, one of which was the 'Traphouse' formation. Therefore, all of the House Veritas Houses would assume such a formation to begin to trap everything that was within the House Veritas Houses that were on the Second Moon or that were enemies of the Veritas... Mostly, the people in the Dollhouse and Traphouse that were placed there initially. To prevent their escape, the entire House Veritas configured itself into a larger Traphouse, so even if those who were in the actual Traphouse escaped, they would walk out into a larger Traphouse housing the original Traphouse.

Now, the entire Second Arm was a Traphouse, and the Second Arm itself was manipulated by Tabrith, who ruleth the Eight Arms Of Tabrith. So, whilst Pandemia was now a Traphouse, the Second Arm was what held it. Yet, as part of the trap... It was part of the Traphouse. Or, more like... The Traphouse was part of it. Whichever one would prefer to consider it. Didn't really matter.

The point of it was that the two were connected and interchangeable, for the sake of prolonging the trap, and also making it unclear who or what was in control, and an auxiliary safety for if something should occur. Or, you know... An extra layer to the trap.

That said, the Traphouse was initialized, and configured with intricacy on the interior once the exterior was established, almost like the shifting of a Rubix Cube, but only on the anterior... And then, further in the interior, another shifting puzzle, like another, separate Rubix Cube.

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Not much could be done by the now trapped Dolls now except to cling to each other even more than before, and hope that they didn't dwindle off too quickly before they actually did something useful for their survival, if anything at all. They were trapped here and only had themselves and each other, and nothing here was their friend or able to fall under their control. Traps were everywhere -- traps upon traps upon traps, even -- and every entity that they thought they could manipulate via ignorance like the Dolls in the Dollhouse would end up taking advantage of them and making them more damaged physically, emotionally, and mentally... And it didn't seem like there were any signs of stopping.

Here, these control freak passive-aggressive Dolls were the prey and the slaves of whatever was within the Traphouse -- the bottom of the food chain. So, all they could do was to delude themselves that this wasn't happening and make the best of the situation, sitting in darkness, talking about frivolous things, trying to keep each other in good spirits and mental places before any of them broke down and triggered the instability of anyone else.

They were so very desperate to maintain this that they actually had to fabricate rationalization just to make the best of the terrible situation. Things to say to only each other, whom were the only people they had now. When one of them was picked off, it damaged morale, and weakened the clique.

And so, that is how they slowly were diminished.

"... Oho, This Is Too Priceless. Right When I -Needed- To Start Back Up On My Dollhouse Scene... My Toys Want To Play. And The Best Part Is... I Can Use My Secret Base On Discord As My Easy-Peasy Meansy Of Utilizing My Fucking Story. It's Very Convenient, And I -Love- Convenience."