Enter The Arena As Your Avatar -- The Spinoff!

   "Please... Help me... So tired..."   

With that, Redacted collapsed into the ground, landing face first into the sand, a soft thud as he landed the ground.

Freelancer Corp. HQ

Brain looks up from his… right in front of him. He… it appears to be squatting on top of a newspaper.

"Oh? Volunteers? It has been rather dreary recently."

Giorno rushes over. "Gold Experience!"

With his Stand's ability, he attempts to imbue Redacted with life energy and restore his stamina.

Narktus' eyes flicker down to Brain. The contemptuous sneer at a being from that reality is obvious, even though the mask hides his mouth.

Hit walks into the room. "Shall the two of us take up this job?"

Redacted felt a whole lot better, granted not 100%. But now he could walk and do his thing. He picked himself off of the ground, brushing sand off of his front as he straightened out his coat

   "Thanks for the assist.... I've been walking all day without a break."   

He said as he extended his hand

Brain inspects Hit.

"Indeed," he pronounces before popping upright. The… organ waddles up to Nprktus, inspecting him before spewing out some indecipherable gibberish.

"Me too." Giorno accepts the handshake.

Yamoshi is still holding the snowglobe in one hand, awkwardly not knowing where to put it.

Redacted might feel something similar to what he felt from the sword from it...

"Should I, erm, leave?"

Narktus rears his leg back, gearing up to punt Brain like a squishy football, then stops. He facepalms.

He scratches open a portal with one finger. "Just move."

The portal leads to northwest Oblivia, some distance from where Giorno, Yamoshi, and Redacted are.

Edited by KiriK on Apr 2nd 2019 at 10:50:28 AM

Brain looks at the leg and pronounces it magnificent, before rolling his way through the portal.

"Which realm is this?"

Hit follows Brain through.

"This seems to be that 'Arena' locale. I've had dealings with the people here before."

Narktus' voice chimes in through comm units. "I saw something out-of-place in the area I've sent you to. I want the two of you to investigate it."

Edited by KiriK on Apr 2nd 2019 at 10:56:28 AM

Suddenly, feeling the same feeling that he felt when grabbing that damn sword. He backpedaled and his arm formed into a gruesome black blade. And he stared down the Sayain

   "Not to attack the ones who just saved my life, but why the hell does that snow globe give off the same aura as a cursed object I came into contact with?"   

This question came out very aggressively, and his stance combined with his sword made for a very aggressive looking skinny man.

And out of place it was. In the middle of the desert, was a castle made of pure ice... that didn't seem to show any signs of melting. It was deadly bright in the sun, to Brain and Hit maybe it even looked like glass from afar. The castle had many differing towers, one going as high as 500 meters. In front of the Castle stood a gargantuan Ice Golem.... Standing 100 meters tall, it was silent and unmoving...... like a mountain in a way.

It looks up at the massive structure and the golem before it, tilting its head.

"Hum, look at that! I would have thought it summer-times. I did never like that movie."

Hopefully, Hit has been working with the blobby guy long enough to be able to adequately decipher his ramblings.

Edited by Rbade on Apr 2nd 2019 at 9:06:38 AM

"That snowglobe is cursed, too. I had it, and I was attacked by a female frost monster trying to take it from me. Then I had my consciousness pulled into another dimension."

"We worked out a plan. Giorno here calls it 'like Hot Potato', although the expression is lost on me."

"He will hold onto it until such a monster comes for him, defeat the monster, and then pass the globe on to someone else while instructing them to do the same. It's a way of humiliating Krampus, the one responsible for all this, who the two of us helped to defeat a while back."

Hit thinks about what Brain just said for a moment.

Brain thought that the craze about Frozen was long-over and is annoyed that (to him) the fandom appears to be live and well.

"Well, that's of little concern. It's our mission to slip in."

Hit uses Time-Skip, selectively allowing Brain to skip through time with him, in order to get behind the golem without it noticing - the ultimate stealth movement.

Giorno feels the sense of time being manipulated nearby; his awareness of such things became more acute after Diavolo.

He doesn't mention it yet.

Edited by KiriK on Apr 2nd 2019 at 11:13:12 AM

Hits strategy works, without any issues. They've successfully snuck past their first obstacle. The temperature coming closer to the castle didn't change much... their next obstacle was a pair of doors, nearly as tall as the golem behind them. The castle was massive, but what lie within? The doors were sealed shut with ice. If they tried to force their way in, no good would come of it

Brain thinks. Something he excels at.

"Perhaps the opposing force is the cure? But fan-wise or studio?"

"You try the former."

The brain proceeds to scream scottish gibberish at the doors in hopes that it will kill the ice.

His hand morphed back into a hand, and he relaxed a little bit. Letting out a sigh of relief.

   "So you guys are the good guys then? Not teamed up with that demon from hell?"   

"No. We're trying to screw him over, in fact."

"You probably should go, Yamoshi. Best to keep the snowglobe away from me for now, since I was the one who just had it."

"Hmm..."

"Also, someone in the area has a time-altering ability, so it might be best to approach the situation with the utmost stealth. You, I hate to say it, are the opposite of subtle. No offense."

"None taken." Yamoshi flies off.

Giorno turns to Redacted. He starts walking to the northwest, but strikes up a conversation, trying to get the man to follow him. "So... Was this sword incident your first run-in with Krampus?"

"I prefer Insistent Adaption of the Draconids."

Brain was talking about 3D animated movies that rival Frozen, said he liked Brave, and expected Hit to like Moana. Hit answered that he liked How to Train Your Dragon.

Oh yeah and Hit attempts to smash the door with his fists.

Edited by KiriK on Apr 2nd 2019 at 11:35:10 AM

The resulting boom was loud enough that the golem heard. It slowly begins its turnaround trip, moving very slowly. The door is knocked open enough to allow Hit and Brain to pass through.....

Redacted followed the man, sighing while brushing some of his hair out of his face.

   "Yes, I was standing in a field, deep in thought... And then a demon made out of ice attacked me out of nowhere. After the fight I picked up his sword.... And that's when I encountered Krampus."   

The scientist kept following, hoping that he could stay with this man. He needed help if this Krampus did resurrect.

"Abominable," the organ mumbles before starting to roll inside and completely ignoring the golem.

"What say we present this drab specastle with the anxious miracle of rapid debirth? Relative to surcore blights, of course."

"Let's keep things on the down-low. Depending on their functional capabilities, they could trace whatever you unleash back to us, and thus ruin our attempt at stealth."

Hit looks back at the golem.

"I see."

Eventually, Giorno and Redacted reach the castle.

Giorno gestures for Redacted to run ahead of him, then picks up a rock and throws it at the golem to try and get its attention.

Redacted ran forward, jumped, and dove into the sand, becoming one with the millions of grits of it. He snakes underneath the distracted Golem with no issues whatsoever

He silently re-emerged from the sand behind the Golem, hoping the distractor could make it to. If not, Redacted could go out and bring him in.

If only people knew what he could do.

The Golem had noticed the pebble hitting it, slowly turning from looking at the entrance towards Giorno. It would not notice Redacted on his trip inside the castle, the golem releases a very loud deep warbling noise. The peak tower starts to glow a snow white, it shone bright like a star.

Meanwhile inside the castle, Hit and Brain would find themselves in a massive corridor with several pillars connecting to arches through the roof. Natural sunlight came through windows of ice, and the space was incredibly large... and empty.. strangely. Etchings into the walls, speech... written in an unknown language seen nowhere else. The floor of the corridor was arranged with ice in triangular shapes... of all sizes and shades of blue. At the end of the corridor were two separate spiraling staircases leading upward, two different paths. Where to go first?

"Which way, purple friend?"

Brain toddles forwards, skipping along in an uncannily emotionless manner. He looks up.

"Might I gagstruct a mechanical assist?"

"If you have one that will let us keep in touch, then sure."

Hit doesn't notice Redacted. Unless Eldritch Location is in effect, he should be slowly coming up on their position.

Giorno gets a Bolivian Army Ending-style showdown with the Golem.

Because it's probably not going to be shown on-screen what happens. Not tonight, at least.

In the back of his mind, Redacted thought he should help him out, but he wanted to watch this, see what this man was capable of doing. He would provide support if things got dire, but for the most part he was going to stay out of it and observe.