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Oblivion Wing

-Phaz looks at him for a second.-

Phaz: "...Why can't I feel that it isn't supposed to be normal? Anyway, you're basically saying you're recreating an Alternate Universe version of you?"

What's the use of money if you ain't gonna break the mold? Even at the center of fire, there is cold All that glitters ain't gold

The GM House

-The Not-Dune advances.-

Derek Morton: Why do you keep one of those things? Just to spite me? Even in another timeline? Is that it?!

-Deziree's knees start to give. Her head reeled - she was being yelled at by someone who looked, sounded, and kinda fought like her husband. But he wasn't. And he was threatening her daughter. But the rage and bitterness in his voice still pushed buttons. She gave ground as he walked closer, the massive, black, frosted axe in his hands.-

Deziree: I-I...

Garuda: <We do not take kindly to time-lost telling us what to do.>

-Not-Dune shoots a look at Garuda before ignoring him.-

-What that look prevented him from seeing, however, was a fist coming down from a man jumping off of a very fast Crobat.-

-The two men collapse into a vicious fist-fight in the dirt and sand as Candace wheels around to fire Air Slashes at the other man - easy to tell, since the interloper was dressed in drab blue-gray rather than Dune's earthy browns.-

-The two of them jump away from the dust clouds kicked up by the Air Slashes, putting solid distance between the two. The Not-Dune called his axe back to his hand, while Dune pulled out the Eighth Wonder.-

Derek Morton: Oh, good, you're here too. Hand over the rod.

Dune: Buddy, you do not want to know just how badly I want to give you a rod.

-Not-Dune gives a sour look.-

Derek Morton: Fine then, I'll just take it from you. Wuuthrad!

-The axe lets out a ring as it becomes covered in frost.-

Dune: I'd really like to see you try.

-Not-Dune rushes forward, a massive blast of icy wind blowing behind him. Garuda quickly gets behind Dune and uses Tailwind, causing the hot Orren summer air to blast against the inexplicable cold front.-

-The two combatants meet in the middle of a swirling windstorm, giving advantage to neither, but also closing them off from outside influence.-

Derek Morton: A softer, younger version of myself... To think I'd still be around.

Dune: And to think I'd still be in to Skyrim when I get to your age. You do Todd Howard proud.

-Wuuthrad hits the Eighth Wonder, but despite whatever enchantments the axe is under, it glances off without leaving a mark.-

Derek Morton: What?!

-Dune takes advantage of his opponent's off-balance recovery and lands a steel-toed boot right between the legs.-

Dune: Sword beats axe!

-Not-Dune jumps back, as Dune recognizes a familiar flare of anger from his doppelganger.-

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<I believe Lucario was saying that he was copying Absent's name because he couldn't come up with anything else,> Roy recalled after Colt's hug became less intense; enough for him to breathe again, remembering that Lucario had said something before the wall of text from Colt. <something tearing at him for a while, and he didn't even know.>

"It probably would be another version of me, to an extent," Colt conceded. "given how similar we looked it only stands to reason he would create me with a bunch of his traits, right down to the jacket he was wearing, his apparent unoriginality, and his taste in talk shows. I imagine my name is even his real name, or at least a corruption.

"It was genuinely freaky. He was typing in perfect unison with me when I spoke to him, almost like he was writing my dialogue in real time," Colt recalled before he sighed. "Sorry I made it all about me for a moment, but I would not be surprised if it's Absent to blame, or even if there are people in that universe who do the same for you, and possibly even fall into the same trap," he defended, gesturing to everyone, and I mean everyone.

edited 15th Jun '18 3:13:07 PM by AbsentCoder

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Phaz: "...So you're sort of like a text-based RPG character for him? Well that sounds weird as hell. Hey, for me you're pretty real man. I mean, you're sitting with us right now."

-he offers him a drink of Berry Best orange juice.-

"Here, drink a bit to cool down. So huh, what does your character do?"

What's the use of money if you ain't gonna break the mold? Even at the center of fire, there is cold All that glitters ain't gold

The GM House

-Not-Dune lets out a battle roar and charges, throwing his axe ahead of him and baring his fists. Dune recognizes the tactic, and figured it would happen if he inflicted enough pain quickly enough.-

Dune: Man, did I get dumber with age? You are so easy to bait.

-Dune lets the axe deflect off of the Eighth Wonder before planting the sword in the ground and taking stance himself. Not-Dune comes in with a right hook that is easy to duck - and a leg sweep that is considerably less so. Dune gets swept and put hard to the ground before he rolls out from under a stomp that would have likely broken a vertebra or two.-

-Rolling up to a crouch, Dune cracks his knuckles.-

Dune: So, lemme ask - what did you fuck up so badly that Deziree left you?

Derek Morton: SHE cheated on ME!

-Dune caught the incoming fist and wrenched the wrist upward, forcing his opponent to a complete stop or a broken wrist.-

Dune: Doubtful, considering you're so off your game that a younger version of yourself is outpacing you both verbally and physically.

-Not-Dune stomps on Dune's foot and hip-checks him, sending him tumbling. Dune keeps hold of the wrist, and throws Not-Dune over himself.-

-The two scramble back to their feet, and Dune barely has time to blink before a jab hits him square in the nose. He throws an elbow, but can't quite tell what he hit due to his vision frazzling from the head blow.-

Derek Morton: She cheated on me with that stupid knight, lied to me about it, and then left!

Dune: If you treated her like you've treated me, I don't feel bad for you at all.

Derek Morton: I NEVER TOUCHED HER!

Dune: Your conduct earlier says otherwise.

-Not-Dune grabs Dune's arm, then his throat, and takes them both to the ground. With one arm pinned and the other not strong enough to dislodge his attacker, Dune's windpipe starts to struggle against the assailant's grip.-

-The edges of Dune's vision begin to darken.-

-His lungs start to scream.-

-His arms start to weaken slightly.-

Derek Morton: First I'm going to close your smart mouth for good, then... then I'm going to take my time killing that little abomination you took into your household.

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"Hell if I know. I'll just shove him into whatever and see how things pan out." Colt said. Then he shook his head. "Sorry, I think I broke a little when you showed me a gesture of kindness; what did you say? Oh, what I plan to do with my character. Hell if I know. I'll just shove him into whatever and see how things pan out. Let's get started already, eh?" He goaded.

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"Yes you can use books as weapons, alright everybody, time to focus up. We're going to begin soon, we all ready?" Silas asked one more time.

The GM House

-Derek notices that his younger self's neck starts to tense.-

-And in a sudden burst of activity, the older man is thrown clear from his opponent. He sails through the air for a moment before landing awkwardly on his shoulder.-

Derek Morton: What the hell...?

-He pulls himself up, checking to make sure he didn't dislocate anything, before turning to where his younger self lied.-

-His younger self wasn't lying down anymore.-

-With eyes covered by goggles, his younger self burned with an aura that he had never seen before.-

-In the dust caused by their local windstorm, Derek could see, just barely, the image of an Excadrill, covered in tattoos and dressed in torn furs, his bladed claws at the ready.-

-And then Derek Morton could only think about the man rushing at him.-

-Derek raises his arms to guard against a punch that never comes.-

-His opponent's feint puts a fist right under his guard, spreading his arms and putting him off balance.-

-And then this young man, who likely still took the name Dune, raked his fists across his face.-

-Back and forth, left and right.-

-Over and over.-

-Each blow amplified by the power of the last as the leftover momentum from the blow added to the power of the next strike.-

-His goggles shattered and turned to scrap.-

-His face was sliced by the shattered glass and bent metal, as well as the gloved fists striking him over and over.-

-One last blow, straight on, throws Derek off of his feet and straight onto his back, knocking the wind from him and cracking at least one rib.-

Derek: Wu... Wuuthrad...

-The axe speeds to his hand, and a massive blast of cold wind causes a huge plume of sand.-

-Vision is shrouded for nearly a kilometer in every direction.-

Artoria nods. "Your name, yes, but Corrin's talked some about you, too."

All are significantly abnormal in a normal world... All are significantly normal in an abnormal world.

Azura: <Oh, she has? What has she said about me?>

-...-

Azura: <Oh, pardon, my apologies, I nearly forgot to ask your name.>

Artoria: "Complimenting your singing voice, mostly."

She nods. "My name is Artoria. It's a pleasure to meet you, Lady Azura."

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All are significantly abnormal in a normal world... All are significantly normal in an abnormal world.

Azura: <Oh, well I... I suppose I'll have to thank her for that when she awakens.>

-She smiles-

Azura: <The pleasure is all mine, Artoria. It's unfortunate the circumstances in which we met, but I can't say I'm a stranger to meeting friends in bad situations.>

Artoria: "I suppose you wouldn't be."

She pauses, wincing in pain. "Azura, you..." She shakes her head. "Nevermind."

"Though speaking of, have you met anyone else from your world, yet?"

Mordred's wandering around.

As she walks past a supposedly-empty conference room, there's a flash of light from inside.

She frowns and walks up to the door.

Mordred: "Huh, that's weird."

She checks the door.

Mordred: "Well that's not creepy at all."

She takes her necklace off, getting ready for a fight, and opens the door.

edited 15th Jun '18 4:29:20 PM by Izshta

All are significantly abnormal in a normal world... All are significantly normal in an abnormal world.

OW - Game

Phaz: "Oh, I'm ready alright!"

What's the use of money if you ain't gonna break the mold? Even at the center of fire, there is cold All that glitters ain't gold

-Azura shakes her head-

Azura: <I'm afraid not, but Alyssa's significant others did explain how my world, ahem, relates to this one. And Skye had met Corrin previously.>

Hazard nods.

Kaisei: "...Guess that's one way of putting it."

And it's quiet.

"Huh, seems like it stopped."

"life is just a series of increasingly canon-eluding ao3 tags" ~ everydunsparce "Keep your hellfruit away from me, tempter" ~ also Every

Artoria nods. "I see. Skye... she's the one who gave Corrin her armband, right?"

All are significantly abnormal in a normal world... All are significantly normal in an abnormal world.

Azura: <From what I've heard, yes. Alyssa actually brought me here in hopes that we would find her.>

-She looks at Corrin, who is starting to twitch awake.-

Azura: <It certainly worked, I suppose. Say, ahem, later in this conversation, would you be willing to lend me that scarf of yours, when I reintroduce myself to her?>

Mezzo: Okay, hold on a second. Astral got kidnapped? As in, the cosmic god-child thing Fortis was taking care of?

Noelle: Yes!

Mezzo: How?

Fortis: I thought she was safe on the airship!

Noelle: I don't know who or how, but they left you this.

-Noelle hands the note and plushie to Fortis-

Fortis: ...I'm not just a kid! I'm a registered Pokémon trainer, and I've saved the world too!

Mezzo: Whoever this is, they clearly have a grudge. What's this about a ritual though?

Noelle: I don't know... we were trying to look that up when that huge metal thing appeared.

Mezzo: Great.

Do not fear power... fear those who wield it.

Artoria nods. "Oh, yes, of course. That'd be a good idea."

All are significantly abnormal in a normal world... All are significantly normal in an abnormal world.

Merle: <Indeed.>

-...-

<Well, it's been real. I should probably go find Ever, though.>

Muninn: -sighs-

Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.

Channah: Oh, uh... Yeah, that's reasonable. I can tr- do that, yeah. Yep. Er... For as long as you'll be able to stand it, anyway.

There is no disdain in nature, there is no humiliation.

-Azura nods, and goes quiet as Corrin stirs.-

Corrin: Nng... Artoria...?

-She sits up groggily-

Artoria: "Corrin! You're awake!"

"Um, how are you feeling?"

All are significantly abnormal in a normal world... All are significantly normal in an abnormal world.

-Corrin rubs her side-

Corrin: I... had this awful nightmare, and now I feel like a horse trampled me...

-Azura gives a concerned look.-

edited 15th Jun '18 6:27:54 PM by BittersweetNSour