The King finally tires of waiting and decides to take down one of his dangerous opponents before it can recover or retaliate. A shadow extends from him towards Majora, creeping along the ground. Once it reaches Majora, it will sprout multiple tendrils of darkness which will solidify into crystals, piercing the demon through both eyes.
Majora, not noticing it, gets pierced and the mask shatters. An ear piercing scream is heard before its body vanishes completely. While the king had not gotten a new slave, his enemy had not been able to humiliate him by defeating him.
The tv reappears.
"Truly amazing... you are mostly unwounded. In fact, are you even wounded? Your power is stunning. It's too bad we're not on the same side, we could accomplish so much together.
In the year 202X, all is devastation... Soon, any last shred of hope had by the saintliest optimist shall die and decay.The boy on the screen bows.
"Pseudo Porky, replacement leader of King Porky's army and soon..."
A sparkle glows in his eye.
"Permanent leader. He-he-he. You defeated my favorite subject just now. Your skills are unmatched by any of my commanders. In fact, I think that even I myself would fall in battle. But that's not what you came here for, isn't it? You're looking for slaves. I'm afraid to tell you that my army is brainwashed with Metatron and cannot be overtaken. Sorry, you'll have to look for slaves elsewhere. Although... we may be able to strike a deal. Help me get the one thing I desire and I'll give you my entire army."
edited 9th Dec '14 1:53:25 PM by DevilPsyco
In the year 202X, all is devastation... Soon, any last shred of hope had by the saintliest optimist shall die and decay."Well, first you must know that I can copy other's abilities. No worries, I couldn't copy anything you did. I tried, trust me. But the one technique I want to copy... the one technique that'll give me the offensive power I lack... the power to become perfect... it's called PK Love, a psychic attack capable of leveling this entire area. A young boy named Lucas possesses it and he's in the Arena. I recently discovered he is corrupted by Metatron and can no longer perform the move. However, I believe that, if he respawns, he'll be purified. In other words... he has to die. And that's where you come in."
The boy shows a grin not even the devil himself would make.
"Kill Lucas. Kill him slowly and painfully. Make him work for his survival, give him false hope, anything that is fun to look at for me. Then, capture him and bring him to me so I can force the power out of him. If you do that... the army is yours to do with as you wish. Every last man, woman, genderless creature I possess... all yours."
"All you have to do is kill him, find him again and bring him to me. How about it?"
In the year 202X, all is devastation... Soon, any last shred of hope had by the saintliest optimist shall die and decay.Sombra thinks about this proposal. In all fairness, magical or not, to annihilate a young kid with his strongest technique sealed should hardly be a difficult task for one like him. And if this Pseudo Porky decides to try and back up on the offer... well, the King is certain that he can make him wish he had not.
"Lucas... What does he look like? Once I shall know this, to find him and kill him should hardly be a problem."
Pseudo Porky shows a picture on the screen.
"You see? Young, blonde, striped shirt, psychic powers. I doubt there will be another one like him around here so you can't miss him. He's accompanied by three other kids most of the time. But surely, someone as powerful as you can handle that no problem."
He grins.
"This one child... that's all it takes. Kill him, find him again and bring him to me. Then the army is yours. You have my word and to prove it to you I'll give you a small sample. The SA-X cyborgs that belong to me will now answer to your will the next time you come here. Get me what I want and the rest will follow."
The tv begins to fade away into the shadows.
"Simply shout my name when you've killed and found him. I'll be there... and then we'll make the trade. Good luck..."
The tv is fully gone now.
Gotta go, see you later! Also, it looks like the king made a Deal with the Devil. But don't worry, he'll follow his end if he gets what he wants.
edited 9th Dec '14 2:18:07 PM by DevilPsyco
In the year 202X, all is devastation... Soon, any last shred of hope had by the saintliest optimist shall die and decay.King Sombra laughs his cold mirthless laugh again.
"So the hunt... is on."
The arena once again becomes bathed in light, but only because the King is now drawing all the darkness into himself. Once that is done, he turns into a massive amount of black smoke, each dark wisp creeping away in different directions, searching for Lucas.
Same could be said for Porky. As monstrous as he is, if he tries something underhanded, even he might find Sombra hard to subdue. In the show, he is powerful enough that in his smoke-like state, which is said to be less powerful than his true form, he is able to surround an Empire (granted, it's actually more of a large city) on his own.
That said, as a tyrant who draws his power from darkness and fear, he is kinda cripplingly weak to magic based on positive emotions. So if PK Love literally consists of love... that would wreck his shit sideways, but he has not considered that fact yet.
The figure eep's and decides Screw This, I'm Outta Here!
And then the fabric of reality starts shrieking.
edited 9th Dec '14 6:20:16 PM by MicoolTNT
"We can handle what is true, for we are already living it."The air nearby starts to distort, like a heat haze but far more twisted, and a figure dressed in white with a corona of bone-white flame around her appears within the distortion.
You can run, Warper. But you can't hide.
Hehehe~!
edited 9th Dec '14 6:27:10 PM by MicoolTNT
"We can handle what is true, for we are already living it.""Of course I'm a fool, stupid~!" Doom sticks his tongue out at the two, right before warping a small baseball into his hand. He tosses it up into the air...quickly summoning a baseball bat and cap. He then swings...and realizes he just hit the baseball with the cap, and warped the bat unto his head. "Ah shoot!"
The girl blinks, and shakes her head.
A fool indeed. But come closer, my new friend, and I shall show you the truths of this world.
Infusion Mode!
The twisted staff she bears reconfigures itself, the white claw releasing its clutch around the red eyeball-orb and holding it out as though offering it to someone.
Field of Enlightenment!
A growing cloud of white mist seeps from the corrupted Raising Heart, flowing in Doom's general direction. If he stands in it, it'll burn him, seep into his skin, corrupt his mind.
"We can handle what is true, for we are already living it."Doom blinks, before shrugging and willingly stepping towards the mist. "Okay...but let me warn you...I'm not as easy to corrupt as your other victims, imbalance." He even closes his eyes and breathes a good chunk of it into his body! Following this, his hands go up to his head and he lets out a pained groan. As the metatron does its usual bit of mind control...

A good strategy but it looks like Impulse isn't going to react. Majora didn't even attack him and it's on the brink of defeat. He's throwing away an easy kill. I wonder where he went...
In the year 202X, all is devastation... Soon, any last shred of hope had by the saintliest optimist shall die and decay.