"Nice joke," says Terry, stomping forward. "But I'll have you know we were here first, and you just inter-"
Joker puts up a hand to stop him, while Arsene puts a hand over his mouth to muffle his angered yelling.
Byleth looks back at them and sighs, then turns to Sothis. "Sothis... My name is Byleth. You may not know me, but I know you - or at least a version of you. My... battle partners here are Joker, Hero, Banjo and Kazooie - she gets nippy if you don't acknowledge her as part of the duo - and Terry. We were having a mock battle when you... spontaneously appeared in the area. I apologize on their behalf for disturbing you."
"A wizard is never late, nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to."She raises her eyebrow.
"... Sothis? That name..."
She scratches her cheek.
"Right... right, that is my name. Huh... how did I forget my own..."
She shakes her head, not really bothered by it.
"Anyhow... hm, Byleth? Joker? Hero? Terry? I shall not ever grow accustomed to human names."
She then turns to Banjo and Kazooie.
"Their names have a nice ring to them though. Banjo and Kazooie... I like that.", she says, giggling a bit, as if she hadn't been furious moments before. Then she puts her hands on her hips.
"That was awfully loud for just a mock battle. But I appreciate your apology, so I suppose I can't stay mad now, can I?", she says, smiling. She then looks back at her throne.
"Now how did I end up here, along with my throne of all things...", she mutters, pondering.
In the year 202X, all is devastation... Soon, any last shred of hope had by the saintliest optimist shall die and decay."Joker and Hero are titles, not their real names."
"I'd rather not have anyone know my name, thank you very much."
"My name is fluid and subject to change at any moment, so I'll stick with 'Hero'."
"Anyway, people get pulled here at random. It's just something that seems to happen. I myself only arrived recently, due to the Smash Brothers tournament, but details about that are largely private. Alas, I was too late in my arrival to help save this world from a terrible threat from the world of Smash."
"As were the rest of us, but we weren't necessary in the end."
"A wizard is never late, nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to.""Whaaaat!? Ugh, that's annoying.", Sothis grumbles. "So I'm basically stuck in an unknown place, without any of the people I know. Great..."
She starts walking back to her throne.
"Well, I suppose complaining about it is only a waste of energy.", she says as she sits down on it.
"So, this threat you mentioned... tell me more about it. I want to know what kind of things this world has to deal with."
In the year 202X, all is devastation... Soon, any last shred of hope had by the saintliest optimist shall die and decay."An entity of blinding light called Galeem, and its counterpart of darkness, Dharkon, sought to conquer all existence, using an army of fighters assembled from the Arena's hapless denizens whose bodies and souls were severed from another in a single fell swoop. Fortunately, they were against each other just as much as they were against the heroes of this place, and so they fell to those who had survived to free their friends."
"A wizard is never late, nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to.""... that's no small manner.", she says, her eyes a little wider. "From the sound of it, I imagine, if those creatures worked together, the end result would've been far more disastrous."
She glances to her left and right.
"And I suppose this world is the 'Arena', as you call it? That's a rather barbaric name. Though I suppose I now know why you were having your mock battle out in an open field."
In the year 202X, all is devastation... Soon, any last shred of hope had by the saintliest optimist shall die and decay."Yeah..."
"You will find we are as diverse a group as any other here. For more friendly company, I have heard of a roaming red-haired shopkeeper somewhere in the region, as well as several abandoned military forts that have been occupied by the opportunistic."
"A wizard is never late, nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to."She appears largely uninterested, at least if one were to judge by her expression.
"The opportunistic? That doesn't exactly sound trustworthy. I'm not sure a merchant would find me all that interesting either, considering I don't have any gold."
She then seems to cheer up though, clapping once.
"But this 'Arena' does intrigue me. I want to venture around a little, see what it has to offer."
She now floats off of her throne, which might surprise everyone save for Byleth. She then snaps her fingers and her throne tears itself loose from the ground, floating for a few seconds before disappearing completely.
"What direction is the nearest town? I feel like some food would be in order before I go for any grand undertakings like exploring a world."
In the year 202X, all is devastation... Soon, any last shred of hope had by the saintliest optimist shall die and decay.Byleth puts her hands on her hips, looking around the area.
"Riverwood is a little bit to the east of here. If you're looking for a bigger place with more to do, try Whiterun, due north of there."
Kazooie pecks at Terry, who swats at her angrily.
"A wizard is never late, nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to.""Hm... it sounds like the smart thing to do would be to go to the smaller town first, have some delightful dinner, and then move on to the bigger one.", Sothis says, smiling. "Well then, Riverwood it is."
She stops floating now, deciding to walk for a bit instead, apparently not bothered by walking over the hard ground with her bare feet while her dress-like cloak gets dirty from the dirt and grass.
"I suppose you're going to continue your unnecessarily loud mock battle?"
In the year 202X, all is devastation... Soon, any last shred of hope had by the saintliest optimist shall die and decay.Stygian Zinogre narrowly catches Blitztank with its forelegs, being dragged backwards. Its hind legs cut a scar into the ground, but eventually it seems to out-muscle the machine, trying to flip Blitztank over on its side as Dracophage Bugs scatter over the area all around the Fanged Wyvern and blast their lightning!
"Very well. Follow me." Byleth starts to make for Riverwood, but pauses, noticing the distant red clouds and Dragon-element lightning striking down upon the peak of the Throat of the World.
"Llllllllet's ignore that." She continues onward.
The other four (five) resume their fight.
Edited by KiriK on Jan 21st 2020 at 2:22:33 PM
"A wizard is never late, nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to."Sothis tilts her head and looks at the mountains too. She looks troubled.
"Normally I'd be curious, but I'm not going to meddle in dangerous affairs on an empty stomach.", she says, after which she starts following Byleth. She does get annoyed again rather quickly because of one simple thing.
"Hey, walk a little slower. Your legs are longer than mine, I can't keep up with you."
In the year 202X, all is devastation... Soon, any last shred of hope had by the saintliest optimist shall die and decay.Throat Of The World
Terry refocuses and goes for a Buster Wolf, skidding towards the beast while narrowly avoiding the lightning.
Blitztank gets flipped, but the tank hops back up and fires a laser right for the beast...
Edited by DefRevenge24601 on Jan 21st 2020 at 4:14:00 AM
"DIO is the ultimate being! The being of the future! Dare you not to rival me!"Enough of this.
Stygian Zinogre lets loose a stunningly loud howl, higher-pitched than its first battle-cry! With a swipe of its claw it scatters Dracophage Bugs all over the area, which turn into lightning strikes. Then it leaps up and slams a fist down on Blitztank with a massive dragon explosion!
Without delay, it springs up again and does a second diving attack, this time on Terry, before pulling forwards and barreling across the battlefield to strike both of them at once, a Dragon-laden corkscrew spin, for massive damage!
"A wizard is never late, nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to."Throat Of The World
Blitztank gets smacked silly by the first attack, but manages to get out of the way of number two.
Terry meets the opposite fate; he rolls out of the way of the first attack, and right in the way of the second.
Terry gets up and grumbles. He puts his hands together and rushes Stygian Zinogre, mustering up all the strength he has...
Ware, Gaia to tomori ari.
"GAIA... BUSTAH... WAVE!"
Terry hops up and fires a large, conic laser of Orochi Power at Stygian Zinogre, not unlike a Big Bang Kamehameha.
Blitztank follows behind him, firing a massive laser of it's own.
"DIO is the ultimate being! The being of the future! Dare you not to rival me!"Throat Of The World
Terry lands, exhausted.
"What the hell?"
Blitztank disappears as fast as it came, going down the opposite side of the mountain.
As Terry readjusts himself, he's approached by a familiar face.
Kim: "Terry Bogard! Fancy seeing you in a place like this."
Kim Kaphwan, now followed by two new
◊ trainees
◊, approaches Terry and opens a portal behind him- a portal home.
Kim: "There's a lot for you to learn about this place and its inhabitants. Come back to our universe and I'll show you a thing or two."
Terry simply nods in disbelief and follows his old friend, the NOL captain and female killer following close behind them.
"DIO is the ultimate being! The being of the future! Dare you not to rival me!"Hit
suddenly appears in the middle of the dark and gloomy facility.
A hapless employee sees him and jumps back, drawing a fleshy sword to rival Nanza's in horror factor.
In the blink of an eye, however, the man crumples, unconscious, without Hit so much as taking a step.
A random clerk sweeping the floor turns around, spots the temporal assassin, and promptly runs away screaming. This prompts an entire facility-for-containing-highly-dangerous-anomalies's worth of suppression agents storming into the room.
However, a man's voice announces over the loudspeakers, "All agents, return to previous positions. The intruder is of no concern."
Hit looks up at one of the speakers on the ceiling.
"I've been expecting him."
A while later...
"Welcome to the Freelancer Corporation... Miss Myo."
The woman in rabbit-themed armor
takes off her helmet.
"It's a simple move from one field to another. The Rabbit Team looks forward to grazing on new grass."
"... Right... Well, here's your transporter device." Hit hands over a head-sized mechanical projector of some kind.
Edited by KiriK on Jan 22nd 2020 at 1:05:12 PM
"A wizard is never late, nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to."Bleakwind Bluff, Skyrim
The robot that had attacked Clarisse and Anakin a few days earlier is walking on the rocky trail leading up to the fortress in Bleakwind Bluff, intending on finding out if anyone from this world was hiding inside, and if so, dispose of them to claim the fortress. It could make for a good strategic point.
Now that it had scouted nearly the entire land of Skyrim, not yet being aware of the second big landmass that lies beyond it, it had gotten permission to search out some places they could take advantage of.
In the year 202X, all is devastation... Soon, any last shred of hope had by the saintliest optimist shall die and decay.The Skies Above Bleakwind Bluff
"Rabbit Team's orders are to corner the unknown machine in that structure, scrap it, and bring it back for analysis. Collateral damage is fine, but you don't have to kill everything else."
"Consider it as good as done."
"A wizard is never late, nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to."The robot enters the fortress and looks around. It appears to be empty. ... and a bit small to serve any militaristic use, save for maybe a lookout tower. Then again, a lookout tower fully out in the open may not be incredibly useful either.
It shrugs. Orders are orders, and the Queen's orders are absolute. It scans the area, sending pictures of the interior as data to the main base, so that the Queen and her advisor can decide on its usage.
In the year 202X, all is devastation... Soon, any last shred of hope had by the saintliest optimist shall die and decay.

She looks more and more annoyed, and by the time Byleth gets everyone's attention on her, she's fuming.
"Will you people..."
She suddenly stomps her foot on the ground.
"KEEP IT DOWN!", she yells, loud enough to, most likely, startle all of them.
She then seems to calm down a bit, but still looks pissed.
"I was having a most wonderful dream, and your slappyface antics woke me up! Why are you even fighting in my home any-"
She pauses, then looks around.
"... huh, wait a minute. This isn't my home..."
She turns back to the group.
"Did the lot of you kidnap me!?"
In the year 202X, all is devastation... Soon, any last shred of hope had by the saintliest optimist shall die and decay.