Enter The Arena As Your Avatar -- The Spinoff!

Ryu tries 'equipping' Dan's Spirit to himself.

I can only hope I am able to keep my head straight in battle instead of devolving into lunacy...

"Come on! Let us find another battle."

Saikyo Reborn

Dan is successfully equipped.

Dan: "Let's do this!"

Akuma: "Yes, let's."

Asura: "Don't threaten me with a good time."

Asura starts off in some random direction, expecting the Street Fighters to follow.

Akuma follows him.

Edited by DefRevenge24601 on Jan 12th 2019 at 12:15:48 PM

Ryu trails behind.

Thanos's ship, Sanctuary, floats above the infernal landscape of Cauldron

Beerus descends on Sanctuary from above.

He taps on the outside wall, then just sorta phases into the ship, aiming to materialize in front of Thanos.

"I invited myself in. Hope you don't mind."

You will need my authorization to do this. answers Thanos, sitting on his throne. But I trust that you are the bearers of important news.

"Indeed." Beerus picks at his teeth with one fingernail.

"You are the one who rallied the people of this Arena against Galeem, correct?"

It is I. If you believe that I intend to betray them, then you're wasting your time : I do not seek baseless betrayals, especially in such trying times.

He does stand up but he put his hands behind his back.

Beerus rolls his eyes.

"Actually, I had something more important to share."

The Spirits of Gogeta, Vegito, and the fused Saiyans' clash materialize, surrounded in outlines of rainbow fire - with transparent backgrounds, unlike the orbs containing Spirits imprisoned by Galeem, which had white backgrounds.

"Yesterday, the Goku and Vegeta of two separate realities performed the Fusion Dance and Potara Fusion so that their resulting fusions, Gogeta and Vegito, could fight for the amusement of an audience comprised entirely of Grand Zen'o. More than a dozen of him. The heat of their battle was so intense that it brought these things - Spirits, I believe the young man called them - into being, entirely independent of Galeem."

Fascinating. I assume that you desire to bestow those spirits upon our members to further strengthen them ? he asks, figuring out the intent.

"Well, more accurately, I was hoping you might know who to give them to. I was thinking of handing one off to a Saiyan, but that seems like the too obvious choice."

"I don't really know how it works, but I'm assuming the individual fusions' Spirits can be powered up into their Super Saiyan Blue forms, while this one -" - he holds up the Spirit depicting their battle - "- already has them in Blue forms, suggesting it can't be strengthened."

I do not want to give such powers to the Saiyans. I've heard tales of their penchant for... enjoying long fights and I do not want to have a situation be reserved because they allowed the enemy to power up.

This should be bestowed upon one of sounder mind. One who will not let the heat of battle influence his decisions.

The spirits disperse away from Beerus, drifting around the Sanctuary.

"Well, I'll leave finding those people to you, then. Hold another big rally if you have to."

They shall be bestowed upon carefully. Thank you for your assistance. says Thanos, sitting down once more.

Beerus warps out.

Oblivia

Viserys is presently sitting near Lake Basel, meditating in a manner reminiscent of the Greybeards.

Oblivia, Lake Basel

Awkeff sneaks up on Viserys from behind.

She takes the Jagged Crown replica off her head and attempts to put it on his own while he's meditating. Clearly a woman who takes life seriously.

Awkeff placing her Jagged Crown replica atop his own head manages to rouse Viserys from his meditation, and he turns to face the Altmer Dovahkiin, his momentary surprise quickly giving way to a bemused smirk.

"Heh... trying to see who your crown looks better on, are we?"

Awkeff chuckles. "I think it looks better on you, personally."

"Have you gone on any 'grand escapades' since our last meeting?"

"Careful now, Awkeff, your flattery might just give me incentive enough to keep it for myself."

Chuckling, Viserys nonetheless offers Awkeff a smile in response to her compliment before removing the crown, then handing it back to his fellow Dragonborn.

"As for your question, well, that depends on whether or not training to prepare for whatever might await us qualifies as a grand escapade."

Edited by IchigoMontoya on Jan 13th 2019 at 10:51:59 AM

Awkeff takes the crown and puts it back on her own head, chuckling.

"Then I suppose not. I suppose that's a good thing; excitement and activity isn't always good. Just look at Skyrim's civil war, or... actually no, you wouldn't know what the Thieves Guild went through after I joined because you didn't join them."

"To say nothing about that damn Forsworn ordeal in Markarth. Didn't you mention something about the Guild's leader turning out be a deceitful backstabber when we first met?"

Viserys gestures for Awkeff to sit beside him.

"I suppose there truly is no honor among thieves... no offense."

Vague Sylvalum

A puppet resembling Wee is skulking around, chittering (though it sounds like the noise of buttons being rapidly pressed).

It hops onto a rock and glances around.

Fighter: Wee

Spirit: Cecilia

• The enemy prefers to attack midair
• The enemy occasionally turns invisible
• If the enemy gets its mitts on any sharp implements they shall be increased in power

Edited by Rbade on Jan 13th 2019 at 11:31:55 AM

She sits down. "At least Mercer didn't think so, but the rest of the Guild believed in a code."

"The Nightingales before myself and Brynjolf were Mercer Frey, a Breton, Karliah, a Dunmer, and Gallus, an Imperial who was also the Guildmaster. Karliah and Gallus had a thing for each other. Long story short, Mercer was starting to get out of hand in his handling of situations. You could say there are two kinds of ways to remain hidden, and Mercer preferred to leave no witnesses as opposed to, say, avoiding detection in the first place. Amidst the growing unease, Mercer lured Gallus to a remote location, murdered him, and framed Karliah, getting her exiled from the Guild and leaving nobody to become Guildmaster but himself. Remember, this all happened before I set foot in Riften for the first time."

Vague Sylvalum

Captain Falcon comes running at Wee, blazing a trail of fire through the dirt and pollen behind him before he leaps up and makes a Dynamic Entry with a forward aerial.

Edited by KiriK on Jan 13th 2019 at 1:28:49 PM

Noire, Gregor and Frederick appears nearby, looking unto Wee.

Usually, Gregor needs drinks to see things like this...

A-ah ! I hope that it won't get close !

No. We will intercept it while you use your arrows to attack it from afar. Do not worry, miss Noire, we will defend you.