Enter The Arena As Your Avatar -- The Spinoff!

The Legal Eagle is the lone survivor. Well, that didn't last long.

It says, "You must cease and desist."

Legalese!

From the Legal Eagle's hand comes a barrage of legal terms as some kind of physical projectile targeting Isaac. If he gets hit, he will become incapable of attacking... for however much good that would do the Cog with the others right there.

Edited by KiriK on Apr 2nd 2019 at 3:39:36 AM

"Two more times?", Fuel asks.

"Oh boy...", Nana says.

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Fuel is trying his very best not to try to eat the pie, figuring that they'll need it, as he and Nana have become wiser on how to deal with the Cogs here.

Nana helps him by holding the pie out of his reach, to his childish dismay, so Fuel is holding the rake instead.

Once they get to the third one, they get out of the kart.

"Final one, right?", Fuel says. "It's been pretty fun so far, but I'll be glad when we don't have to go through those voids anymore. They make me dizzy."

"Let's get going.", Nana says, smiling a little. During that second run, she'd gotten more and more comfortable with the atmosphere of this world, resulting in her restraining her behavior less. Though on the condition that Fuel would never tell another soul.

Survivor walked into the golf course, cracking his knuckles.

"At least this the last time we will have to do this."

He says, grabbbing a stick of dynamite, attempting to do the same trick like he did the first time.

Edited by Merokoheroko on Apr 2nd 2019 at 2:02:12 AM

Isaac would push the hand aside from him, he didn't feel a want to humor this thing, it was weak.

His blades would revert to the pendant on the right hand, and Isaac would ball up his fist, threatening to put it through the cog. Then it happened, one small word bounced off Isaac's foot. He could no longer attack.

Confused the other two would come in around Isaac. Samuel from the right and Aurel from the left, both in a punching fashion akin to that of the end of DBS, they would push forwards with the threat of complete pummeling.

The Legal Eagle is brutally taken apart, leaving a pile of dented scrap metal on the ground.

This automatically ends the effect of Legalese.

Callis, the Saiyan, shows up out of nowhere in a new outfit. "Yo! I haven't seen an army get taken down like that in a long time! Who are you guys?"

"Also please don't attack me."

Edited by KiriK on Apr 2nd 2019 at 3:58:25 AM

"   What cause do we have to attack you. It's not like you attacked us or mobbed us with an army. Speak girl.   " Isaac turned to face the new saiyan appearance as did the rest of the group, all chiding in.

We aren't just going to attack anyone out of the blue.

It's not who we are.

Krampus claps, slowly. With each clap Redacted felt a painful chill go through his arm, and start making its way around his chest. He didn't chuckle, and kept clapping.

   "Mind who you are speaking to..... child. Your intellect while impressive is but a speck in the dust compared to mine. You are in my realm, under my control...... but alas you have beaten Uz'Gazos. I was looking for a good reason to get rid of that brute..... I suppose I owe you a favor. Your life should do. Take the sword, I've no use for it.... and it reminds me of a failure."   

Krampus walked to Redacted, with each step closer the temperature ever dropped. He looked down on him, and scoffed.

   "You wish you could join me, but men are still men... and men are weak. They are not meant for such quests... Goodbye."   

And with that Krampus pushed Redacted, and his consciousness returned to his body in Primordia. The blade was normal, devoid of all of Krampus's energy.

Frigus chases Giorno, catching up quickly.

"Die Coward!"

Wit a huge exhale, Redacted’s mind returned to his body, and he screamed for the second time in a two hour time span. His arm was shaking as he dropped the blade, he knew it had no power. That entity told him so, and that feeling of dread wasn’t lingering in the air anymore.

He sat up, looking at the helmet to his left.... It was time he picked himself off of the ground, and got to work. Both on the device that gave him his powers and his physical strength and ability. Because when that thing returned from Hell, he wasn’t going to die.

He picked up the helmet

   ”Wish you were here little bro...”   

It was time to take a trip.

Cold fangs press against the side of Frigus' foot.

A spider that had been obscured in the grass attempts to bite her foot and inject paralytic venom into her body.

They enter the Mole Stomp first, and all the red moles are blown out of hiding by Survivor's dynamite, letting Mr. Pew Pew and the kids easily run them all down for the win, unlocking the door ahead.

Beyond that door is another group of Cogs. From left to right (perspective facing them): Level 10 Corporate Raider v2.0, Level 10 Corporate Raider, Level 11 The Big Cheese, Level 11 The Big Cheese v2.0.

Mr. Pew Pew just goes in, no preparation.

"Well finally, I was afraid you were stringing me along."

"Hey, I was coming over here to help! You could be a little more polite."

The Saiyan sighs. "But, anyway, my name is Callis."

Edited by KiriK on Apr 2nd 2019 at 4:40:55 AM

Fuel actually looks slightly disappointed.

"Aww, and here I thought I had a chance of getting a flawless run."

When the Cogs show up, Fuel practically leaps towards one of them to...

poke him in the most annoying way possible.

Nana, meanwhile, glances at Mr. Pew Pew for a moment, silently asking if they should use one of their items or not.

Survivor takes out a water gun and starts to shoot the Cogs with it. He focuses the fire so that it does more damage to the cogs that don't become Skelecogs after.

Frigus was bit, and immediately the venom took its effect. She fell to the ground, stunned that this could have happened. Meanwhile the impaled drake had gone limp, no longer thrashing to get out of the tree. It poofed into an ethereal dust, and before the full paralysis took a hold on Frigus she uttered one word....

"How?"

Giorno swaggers over to Frigus.

"You were doomed from the start. Gold Experience has the power to create life," he says, the ice coating his sword-wounds being surrounded in a golden aura as it turns into new flesh and seals the wounds.

"First, I filled your pet with life to make its senses go berserk, causing it to shoot ice spikes everywhere, which I struck out of the air while simultaneously using Gold Experience's power on them, turning them into various animals small enough to be obscured by the grass. Then, when you gouged out my eye, I turned the ice that covered my damaged socket into a replacement eye."

"I knew a hognose's intimidation wouldn't be of much use in this fight against a being like you, so I let you coat the snake in an additional layer of ice so that I could have a sufficiently large and durable weapon with which to stab you by reverting it to its original form."

"When I punched at you afterwards, I tore out my replacement eye and reverted it to the form of ice, trying to plant it on you. With your evasive maneuvers, it was released from my grasp, but it was still subject to Gold Experience, and so I turned it into a tree in order to dispose of your familiar."

"The eye I called back to myself was another one of the ice spikes I had deflected previously, not the patch of ice that had been covering my eye in the first place."

He picks up the spider, which sits comfortably in his hand as it turns into one of the ice spikes the drake had shot in its panic way back at the beginning of the fight. As this happens, he says, "And finally, the spider whose venom now leaves you at my mercy? Yet another one of the spikes that Gold Experience deflected with its fists."

Gold Experience recedes and re-manifests from him, the ice spike being passed from the User's hand to the Stand's. It throws the ice spike with lethal precision and force, embedding it in the ground at the side of Frigus' head, close enough for her to feel the windshear as it narrowly misses her.

"Now do you get it? I hate having to repeat myself to idiots like you. In the end, using force to get your way... was useless."

The ice spike turns back into a spider and crawls onto the back of Frigus' neck, then suddenly turns into a tall hedge, trapping her paralyzed body in it as it suspends her in an upright position.

Giorno points two fingers at Frigus and tilts his head as if pondering something. "Mm..."

With a singular "MUDA!" Gold Experience punches Frigus and fills her with life, causing her senses to go berserk... which means pain will be severely amplified.

Then it rears back, clenches its fists... "Oaaaaaahh..."

and lets loose with a furious storm of punches! "MUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDA, MUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDA, MUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDA... MUDA!!!"

With a near-Cioccolata-level MUDA rush, Frigus is dislodged from the hedge, filled with unimaginable pain, and sent flying into the side of a nearby building hard enough to embed her in it.

Still, though, Gold Experience's punches are weak enough that she should not be killed.

"Arrivederci."

Frigus slammed into a building, just as desired. The paralytic poison had started to make its final course.... allowing Frigus to disappear again into a cloud of white... although not before saying one more thing...

"I hate you..."

but another voice, one entirely different came from the globe in his pocket. It was a mere whisper, but it sounded..... familiar. The globe was cold enough, but its temperature dropped and a feeling of dread would find itself hovering around Giorno. The voice said something again, louder... but still not quite understandable.

Giorno gasps a little, then takes out the snowglobe.

"... I should have suspected as much."

Hell- Krampus's Palace.

When Giorno held the globe in front of him, a demonic chuckle was loudly audible from all directions. Giorno would feel as if his body was being ripped in half, when his consciousness was pulled out of his body. It went into the ground, and further down... passing the street, the dirt, a black void.... and then flames.... blue flames.... The spire of crimson ice stood tall, and Giorno landed forcefully on it. The Crimson Ice had a strange warmth to its feel, but it faded quickly with the terrible cold. The familiar voice, was now without a doubt Krampus.

   "Salutations.... We meet again."   

Giorno relates the sensation to being dragged into Illuso's mirror world.

"Is it a round 2 you're after?" he calls out.

Krampus chuckles, he looked a lot different than last time. He walked forward, staring at Giorno. Even though there were no eyes visible, Giorno could most certainly feel the pure rage in his gaze.

   "Oh, most certainly... Although the end result will certainly be different this time... and if I remember correctly you hid for most of the battle. Although your intellect is quite surprising, if you had adapted during our previous fight I would've fallen much easier... but defeat is a humbling experience.... I won't fail twice."   

"We'll have to see about that. Besides, you picked the fight. As a mafia boss who got that way despite numerous attempts on my life from the previous boss's subordinates, I speak from experience when I say that the defenders often win battles in this world."

Edited by KiriK on Apr 2nd 2019 at 8:42:09 AM

Krampus walked closer to Giorno, towering over him. The Demon's ashen skin has several inscriptions written on it, written in a language unknown. He looked down on Giorno, and exhaled. A frost cloud went down towards Giorno, and if/when it enveloped him.... the temperature would drop drastically. Krampus chuckled,

   "You are no defending party, you are a plague. A virus, a parasite. But like any virus, it takes time to learn how to get rid of it... and your doom is fast approaching. Out of respect for you, I won't kill you....... I will allow you to leave my realm... until I return to claim your soul."   

Edited by KrampusTheTherapist on Apr 2nd 2019 at 8:30:32 AM

A plan hatches in Giorno's mind.

"Fine. Be that way. I look forward to seeing what happens soon enough..."

Krampus has a light groan of disappointment, walking backwards from Giorno a few feet.

   "You're not as snarky as the other one. At least you're smart enough to know when to bark. Return to your home, and leave my realm.... puppy.   

With a swift kick to the chest, Giorno finds himself back in his body in N.L.A.

Giorno blinks for a moment, then looks around.

"... Now, to put my plan into action."

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time-skip, Vague Oblivia

Giorno hands the snowglobe to Yamoshi, with an instruction to find someone else to give it to once knights seemingly associated with the demon they had fought off together come to take it.

Narktus observes the exchange from a safe distance. I think I'll have to keep an eye on that thing...

Edited by KiriK on Apr 2nd 2019 at 10:05:02 AM

time-skip, Oblivia

The Scientist had been walking East for ages. The sword that he had won in battle he morphed into his new clothing, a sleek and stylish lab coat with black jeans with matching black combat boots. But he was so damn tired, he felt like he was about to collapse. But he spotted two people in the distance.... He willed himself to walk further, at least until he could reach them and ask for help.

Edited by Icyheights on Apr 3rd 2019 at 12:15:49 AM

Yamoshi is the first to notice.

He turns to the scientist and holds up a hand, gathering Ki.

Gold Experience grabs the Saiyan's arm and makes him lower it. "Don't be so quick to assume hostility," Giorno says.

Narktus notices something in the northwest and warps away before anyone notices him.

Freelancer Corp. HQ, in another dimension

Narktus slams the door open.

"I need infiltrators. Now. Any volunteers?"