The Dark Rizzards had considered various means of ingress into the Secret Island, but it was essentially a two-pronged strategy.
Itvasme would lead the search for the EVP Blueprint pieces, whilst Itvashim would lead the elite group to capture Ice Queen Sally.
This made sense since Itvashim still wanted closure from their tryst at the World Ball… why had he been so coldly ignored?!?! It-It just didn't make sense!!!
He had tried to ignore it for a while, focusing on honing his Dark Rizz, but in the end, he was still human, and… it hurt goddammit, it hurt to be ignored, more so when you had given and invested your everything…
And as his thoughts circled and spiraled around without closure or rationalization, shaking up his very worldview, he had been sucked into mental quicksand, unable to pull free of how ironically, it seemed that, for all his training and bravado, it had in fact been *he* who had been used for pleasure, and discarded…?!?!
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At the same time, Sally was, as the misplaced object of his affection - and as is often the case, of course, completely oblivious to Itvashim's poor mental state.
To be fair, in this instance, it was in fact completely warranted since she genuinely barely knew the guy, and of course, it had been Doris-Sally who had decisively taken her place… as well as various other things, such as Itvashim's spilled seed, as well as his youth and vitality through that ancient, Arcane ritual, augmented by the Secret Arts of the Church of the Seven Deadly Sins, through that passionate night of lovemaking...