"Insect?!" Gilgamesh was highly insulted at being compared to such a weak life form. Who did this robot think it was? No one got away with insulting him, unless they were much stronger.
"I'll give you one chance to rescind your slanderous words, Mr. Victini!" Gilgamesh warned, apparently having already forgotten his name show. "Since I'm a generous man, I won't immediately set you right - there are children present you know - but seeking to rile me will only result in pain!"
"You dare to speak down to the Gorgeous Sir Victoreem, and then you forget my name? I have had enough of you! Mohawk Ace!"
The guy with the book opens it, and it begins to glow. "Magurga!"
Victoreem puts his arms parallel in front of himself, with Gilgamesh lined up in between as a huge, purple, V-shaped lazer fires form his head, getting larger as it goes.
edited 1st Oct '11 4:56:44 PM by Bstarman
Homes verses Moriarty, Aristotle versus MASHY-SPIKE-PLATE!Kirby spotted a figure in the distance moving, and released his air. He poked the silent person he'd met, but he seemed very unresponsive. Could be a statue or something. After trying to get the person's attention and pointing out the person coming, Kirby got bored and decided it really was a statue.
So Kirby started dashing towards the other figure he'd seen up in the air, hoping to find someone a little more interesting that had food. Maybe even Cake!
"Maga-whutsit?" Gilgamesh said in confusion, before seeing that the V-guy had launched some sort of laser thing at him. Of course, the accomplished warrior had quite the amazing evasive manoeuvre for such an occasion.
Turning around and out running the thing.
Gilgamesh ran as fast as he could, which wasn't very. The laser was fast approaching, but Gilgamesh was confident that he could successfully-
And he tripped.
The attack sailed overhead as Gilgamesh face planted. For a few seconds he lay there, motionless, before springing to his feet and laughing as he turned to face Victoreem. "Ha! An easily dodged attack!"
Gilgamesh then held his arms out, a weapon flashing from his personal hammerspace into his hands. An axe and a katana. "Now, I'll show you true power!
And with that, Gilgamesh valiantly charged.
Whatever the lazer ended up hitting, if said object was large enough, would have a large, perfectly V-shaped hole in it.
"Mohawk Ace!" Victoreem yelled.
"Maguru Yo-yo!" The human yelled, as Victoreem's hands transformed into saw blades, his arms extending, lashing at Gilgamesh like cobras.
"Nya-ha-ha-ha! Dodge this you pest!" Victoreem said jeeringly.
Homes verses Moriarty, Aristotle versus MASHY-SPIKE-PLATE!Stretchable chainsaw weapons? Man, Gilgamesh had to get himself a weapon like that! Think of the amount of bad ass points he could get just by wielding one! Then he could octo-wield them with the likes of Excalibur and Gungnir and stuff!
But best to focus on the now. At the last second, the braggart warrior suddenly leaped into the air, far higher than one would expect from someone of such stature. He wasn't as high as the girls, but ten feet was still quite a jump height.
"Take this!" Gilgamesh yelled as he began to descend, pointing his weapons towards Victoreem.
As Gilgamesh jumped, the buzz-saws hit the ground, leaving huge gashes before returning to normal.
"Wha-ga~h!" exclaimed Victoreem as he spun out of the way, not unlike a ballerina.
"Once more!"
"Maguru Yo-yo!" Once again the blades came for Gilgamesh, but this time at point-blank.
edited 2nd Oct '11 12:53:38 PM by Bstarman
Homes verses Moriarty, Aristotle versus MASHY-SPIKE-PLATE!Suddenly, a dollar bill floated down by Marisa, Frekazoid, Roxas, and Miyuki. Anybody who got close to it could see it was a 10,000 yen bill! If anybody looked up, they would see what looked like a very low flying, green cloud, but was instead a massive wad of cash, all 10,000 yen bills. Perched atop this massive pile was a throne, and sitting nonchalantly upon that was a man in about his 30s with green hair, solid gold armor, an evil-looking smirk, and a calculating, cold look in his eyes.. The cloud flew to the ground setting the throne down before becoming a mostly inert pile.
"My, isn't this interesting?" He said before directing his gaze to the group. "You have exactly 10 seconds to tell me where I am before consequences become...dire" he said flatly, like this was an average occurrence for him.
Homes verses Moriarty, Aristotle versus MASHY-SPIKE-PLATE!Marisa, who had been about to reply to Miyuki, stared. Not at the man, she was sued to gloats like that, but at the cloud of yen he was riding. How much yen was there? The young witch had no idea. But there was a lot. A hell of a lot.
Master Spark won't hurt the yen, and it'll knock him on his ass, Marisa grinned. And he's threatening us anyway...
In one swift movement, the mini-hakkero found its way into Marisa's hand. A single spell card floated in front of it.
"You're about to see just what magic can do," Marisa said, taking aim at the man on the blob of yen. "Love Sign!"
The next words were spoke in heavily accented English.
"MASTAAAAAAAAAA...."
Light gathered on the front of the mini-hakkero and fired into the spell card, which glowed resplendently. A pair of large, rainbow-hued rings appeared in front of Marisa.
"SUUUUUUUUUUUUUPAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAKUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!"
An immense laser fired almost instantaneously, accompanied by random blasts of star-shaped danmaku.
Hey, it was his fault for showing up on a blob of money and saying stuff like that.
"Oh, dear. The toad, the monkey, and the dog have all screwed up.""Super Fist of Gorgeousness: Golden Phoenix!" Some of the money around the man reared up, forming into a bird-like shape before a golden sheen covered it. What now stood behind the man was a golden, 30 foot tall bird. It then proceeded to fold in around the man. The danmaku either bounced off, dispersed on impact, or caused superficial damage. The master spark, however, blew the bird apart, scattering the bills that made up it's body across the square.
"Look at all this money gone to waste. I'll have to collect the damages in full from YOU! He said, losing his composure near the end, eyes wide and crazed. " Super Fist of Gorgeousness: Falling Gems"! suddenly dozens of precious gems were materializing out of mid-air and falling at high speed at Marisa, disappearing soon after impact.
Also, the money still in the pile was stirring, starting to swirl around the square, mostly around Halekulani, despite the lack of wind.
edited 3rd Oct '11 3:25:56 PM by Bstarman
Homes verses Moriarty, Aristotle versus MASHY-SPIKE-PLATE!Roxas looked up in surprise as lots of paper fell from the sky. Plucking one as it descended, he saw a number imprinted on it. It confused him for a moment, before he deduced it was some form of currency. Maybe that yen stuff Marisa wanted? Well, judging by the amount, there was enough to make her a billionare. But where was it all coming from?
Ah, from someone riding a cloud of the stuff. Of course. He descended to the ground, being less than pleasant about wanting to know why he was there. Marisa promptly blasted him with a giant laser thing. Roxas was too surprised by her power to say anything. And even more surprised that the other guy blocked it.
Now shooting gems at her, Roxas decided to take some action. In his hands, the keyblades Oblivion and Oathkeeper flashed to existence as he charged towards him, using his weapons to deflect whatever came his way, but he mostly dodged.
"Someone better calm down!" Roxas said warningly, readying to throw Oblivion. "Threats and attacks won't get us anywhere, okay?"
Gilgamesh crashed to the ground, and with the speed of someone who regularly bounced from the ground, flipped to his feet and brought his weapons up. Luckily for him, he happened to block the saws, but was knocked back several feet, sprawling on the ground.
"Urgh! A lucky blow!" Gilgamesh declared, quickly scrambling back to his feet. "Won't happen again!"
"HEY! NO FIGHTING!" Freakazoid shouted, running back towards the group from wherever he had ran off to. He leaped, and his running start allowed him to fly towards Halekulani, fist extended. "FREAKAZOID SMASH!"
What is so amusing about this? Why do you take lives? How can you forget?"Hah, rolling around in the dirt like the filth you are?" Taunted the V-shaped warrior. Gilgamesh would get up to see another blade heading his way. Should he block it, Victoreem would keep lashing at him alternately for about 15 seconds, singing "1~2,1~2,1~2!"
Halekulani's shower of gems ended, and the money seemed to settle a bit, but was still aimlessly whirling around, being joined by the bills left over from his phoenix. "Fine, I'm in a generous mood today. It will, however, cost that little retch 102,000 yen for assaulting me and for damages," he said. That is, until a certain leotarded buffoon leaped at him. The money around him coalesced into a wall. Should Freakazoid remain anywhere near it, it will try to wrap around him.
Homes verses Moriarty, Aristotle versus MASHY-SPIKE-PLATE!Marisa, as a skilled incident resolver, was quite adept at dodging. As such, she had no problem wheeling through the rain of gems with nary a scratch. When it had ended, she came to a halt, eyeing the dramatic man and the yen that was returning to him once again. Control over money? No fair, she wanted to control money!
The witch did her best to snatch some yen out of the air as it swirled towards the weird guy, before slowing down and giving him a less-then-savory look.
"Pay you?" Marisa pulled down her right lower eyelid and stuck her tongue out. "Bii-daaaa..."
"Oh, dear. The toad, the monkey, and the dog have all screwed up."Freakazoid, realizing that his attack (and the money man's bad mood, apparently) had been stopped. "Well, I've done my part for justice!" He said triumphantly, before pushing off of the money and zooming back to the ground.
"Weird tourists here, eh?"
What is so amusing about this? Why do you take lives? How can you forget?"You're not really in a position to argue. You attacked me." he said, his eye twitching at the sound and the money rustling aggressively. Turning his attention to Roxas, he says."I am Halekulani, Hair Hunter of the Baldy-Bald empire and member of the Big Four."
"Hmm, that blue one...his behavior is similar to that reported of Bobobo..." he thought.
edited 3rd Oct '11 5:54:05 PM by Bstarman
Homes verses Moriarty, Aristotle versus MASHY-SPIKE-PLATE!"No I didn't," Marisa replied, grinning quite widely now as she outright lied about something that was completely provable. Hair-hunter? Baldy-bald empire? This guy's been eating some of the magic mushrooms that I don't'' use to fuel my attacks."
"You came in being all threatening and stuff," she continued, still grinning. "No way in hell am I paying you."
"Oh, dear. The toad, the monkey, and the dog have all screwed up.""Hmm, last I checked, threatening to attack someone...and actually attacking are two different things in court." he said, rubbing in the fact that he was still in the right. "Besides, I'm sure we could come to an agreement, perhaps a few years working at Hallelujah Land to work off your debt?" his words slick and slimy as oil.
Homes verses Moriarty, Aristotle versus MASHY-SPIKE-PLATE!Marisa stuck her tongue at the money-guy.
"Ha, yeah right," she said, her tone dismissive. "You can't make me work anywhere I don't want to work, 'I ate enough magic mushrooms to think I work for something called the Baldy-Bald Empire'-san."
Wriggle thought for a few moments.
"Um... her name is... Yakumo! Right, yeah, Yakumo-san!" she said. She'd never actually met the gap lady.
edited 3rd Oct '11 6:25:07 PM by AnnoR
"Oh, dear. The toad, the monkey, and the dog have all screwed up.""We'll see how jovial you are when you're running a concessions stand, minus that blonde mop of yours. For your sake, I hope your people skills take a sharp turn for the better soon. He retorted. His money, minus what was in Marisa's pockets(a little insurance should she get any stupid ideas) floated back to him, lifting his throne into the air once more. "Now then, all games aside, where are we? he asked.
edited 3rd Oct '11 6:30:00 PM by Bstarman
Homes verses Moriarty, Aristotle versus MASHY-SPIKE-PLATE!"I happen to like my hair, Magic Mushrooms-san," Marisa replied, folding her arms and sticking her tongue out at the weird money guy again. "Anyway, you're in Gensokyo. And I'm Kirisame Marisa, badass incident resolver! There's not a human, yokai, or god in this world that I can't beat!"
At least in a danmaku duel.
Wriggle blinked.
"Eh? Who's that guy?" she asked. "What's going on?"
edited 4th Oct '11 7:45:40 AM by AnnoR
"Oh, dear. The toad, the monkey, and the dog have all screwed up."

"Buh-whuh?" Victoreem said, shocked and indignified. "How could you have not heard of me, the Glorious Sir Victoreem? You miserable insect, why I should...Rrrr! He yelled, grinding his teeth and taking a step towards the far larger warrior.
The man with the Mohawk pulls out a blue book, but doesn't open it yet, his face an eyes still blank.
Homes verses Moriarty, Aristotle versus MASHY-SPIKE-PLATE!