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Miles whistled in approval, "Well, looks to me like you got a nice platter of abilities, and from what I've seen, they're high-tier too. That said..." Nebula hesitated at their next words, "..You've definitely got a lot of potential...but it seems to me you haven't been in many fights so far, have you?"
The heart hovers in midair, suspended by the Force.
Dedede hoists his hammer overhead. "Lemme at it! That thing's gotta be destroyed ASAP!"
Dedede's eyes flicker purple while he's looking at the heart piece.
Wrùstöiz looks at Dedede "Your hammer smash clearly did nothing, do you not sense the unwavering darkness within the gem? If you break it you may release what is inside, and I won't let you do that. At any cost." Wrùstöiz activates his double bladed lightsaber as he makes an offensive pose. Wrùstöiz would also attempt to use the force to put the gem on his belt.
At this point, the stone starts to resist the Force, floating away from Wrustoiz.
Dedede lets out an animalistic growl. "Holding onto it is how the evil gets into you! Destroying it will neutralize its power! I'd know, because I've fallen prey to it."
"Well, there was the beating I had right after I was born, and that scorching I just got… and that's about it."
"… I don't particularly care for it."
"I see..." That just made Miles feel even more guilty, "...I'm sorry again about putting you through all that. If you don't want to fight, I don't think you should be forced to. It should be your own choice."
Wrùstöiz noticing he has lost his grip on the stone, extends his hand and pulls on it with all his might. He turns to dedede "Yet again, your hammer can do no such task, if you are correct about this; perhaps I should do this." Now instead of focusing on pulling the stone Wrùstöiz is attempting to apply massive amounts of pressure on the stone using the force hoping to crush it.
The stone cracks and shudders violently.
"Hey, you're actually doing something to it!"
If Wrustoiz were to sense the area, he would feel the heart piece's power waning slightly.
"... It's fine. You've been pretty nice, otherwise."
He stretches a bit.
"So… you play CS:GO?"
Miles shook their head, "Nah, I'm not really one for first-person shooters. Though I do make a few exceptions, like Metroid Prime for the Gamecube. You should try that out sometime, it's great."
Wrùstöiz senses the waning of its power, and continues to apply pressure to it hoping to break it. "Of course I'm doing something to it, Made by the force un done by the force." He deactivates his lightsaber, still holding it in his hand.
The heart piece's power is fluctuating now.
If Wrustoiz makes the mistake of looking directly at it, its energy will immediately possess him.
"Uhhh... Maybe one shouldn't take so long to break it?"
"I guess I'll check it out?"
"Yoooooou… play Maverick Hunter?"
"What's Maverick Hunter? Depending on the answer I may've played something from that franchise."
Wrùstöiz continues applying pressure whilst staring at Dedede. He breaks his gaze at Dedede and looks up to the stone, only to have his senses clouded immediately upon sight of it. He suddenly stumbles back, holding onto his mask. A blackish purple aura exudes from Wrùstöiz as he looks towards Dedede and activates his lightsaber.
"Oh boy, here we go." Dedede grits his teeth and twirls his hammer in his hands, then goes for a forward-advancing hammer spin on Wrustoiz.
"Erm… the historical shooter based on the legends of that one 'reploid' from like a million years ago? The Mega Man. Where you run around and have to find your way around to the eight secret bases, and then shoot your way through the final boss gauntlet? The basic story mode is pretty short but it lasts a while because it's hella hard, and new campaigns come out all the time."
The Elder Tyrant Dragon searched again for treasures in the arena, although his attention was chiefly on the Red Stone of Aja. There was almost nothing he knew about it, aside from it being an object of immense, indeed almost immeasurable, value, and that is was currently in the possession of some manner of interdimensional warlord named Narktus.
Well, I never did like rulers aside from myself... , the dragon mused to itself, chuckling ever so slightly from its lair deep beneath Mira. Ah, but how to go about this acquisition... ooh, I have not attempted a stealthy, thief-like approach in some time. Perhaps that would be entertaining... hehehe.
The dragon, now in the forced, yet welcome, guise of Iraaxos again, had taken up a high point on the land, somewhere Vague Primordia, from which to try and find Narktus. He saw him far below, and attempted to glide lower. The approach was good, but the landing was... not so much. He landed, only for the injuries to his feet to flair up again. Evidently, Megan's potions had not been quite strong enough for an Elder Dragon. He collapsed in a heap on the ground with a dull thud, his cover now likely completely blown.
"By the powers that be...," he muttered to himself, ire for his own ineptitude boiling within him like a foul and fiery brew.
Wrùstöiz jumps over dedede blasting force lightning imbued with the power of the heart. Once he lands, two shadows of himself appear secreting the same dark aura with glowing purple eyes. They all hold a double bladed lightsaber, as all three rush dedede from different angles.
"Oh yeah, I heard of that from my timeline. I haven't really played much of them but it's still a very popular and beloved franchise. Admittedly, mine is still in the early parts of the 21st century so we're not nearly as advanced as some of the other folks who've decided to call the Arena home. Also, in my world, Mega Man is...well, his franchise is fiction."
Dedede gets zapped by the Force Lightning, but he puts up a defensive guard. The copies of Wrustoiz can only seem to chip away at him despite the fact that they have lightsabers. Must be Nintendo physics at work.
"Hrrrgh..." He raises his hammer overhead and begins charging up a mighty Hammer Flip.
"What is...?" Narktus turns to Iraaxos. "... Oh. Ridiculous oaf. Why have you come into my presence?"
"Sounds about right, from what you apparently told future Template. Though… for us, you can't really call it a franchise, but it's well known enough and I guess the constant new campaigns make up for the lack of other games. The stories themselves can be… incredibly cliched and rehashed, but then that's part of the charm, isn't it?"
"That's… kind of weird. How come literally everyone in here is either from around/before that time or from the about the 700s? Um, our calendar, not yours."
Edited by Rbade on Jul 10th 2018 at 7:20:41 AM
Wrùstöizs clones turn into a shadowy ball in the air as Dedede charges his hammer flip. Now Wrùstöiz channels a force storm directly at Dedede also infused with the Jamba Heart shard. The force from the focused force storm breaks into the ground around Dedede. The ball of shadow in the air continues gathering energy as the trees around the area are slowly dying.
Edited by KrampusTheTherapist on Jul 10th 2018 at 8:23:02 AM
Miles/Nebula shrugged, "Your guess is as good as mine. I just goes with it," She finally stood up, "Well, I think I've taken enough of your time. I got my own business to take care of anyways. If you plan to go on fighting though, do yourself a favor and find someone who can teach you properly. Overwhelming power is all well and good but without control and technique, you won't get very far,"
"Trust me. I've watched enough Dragonball Z to at least know that much."
Dedede starts sweating and panting, but he keeps charging.
Then a certain blue blur zooms onto the scene. Yup.
Sonic pops out of his Spin Dash and throws his Dream Rod like a javelin directly at Wrustoiz.
"S-Sonic?!" Dedede exclaims.
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