Kanan sighs underneath his breath before further explaining.
"You're in a place most fellas call The Arena, dont let the name scare ya this ain't a mindless battleground where macho men go to throwdown... For the most part. It's just some place people from other worlds meet up, nothin special in relative terms. Let's get to the juicy bit now, how'd'ya end up here?"
real"EAT DEATH STAR YOU BURGER-LOVING FUCKS!" B-Zoner shouts as he slams the trigger. The plunger on the back of his not-a-gun slides inwards...
At the same time, a massive plunger inside the ship shoves into the firing gate.
For a moment, the light manifests as a gigantic sphere just sitting in front of the bow, swirling and crackling. That only lasts a split-second before the bubble bursts.
A planet-busting gigalaser which beat the Death Star to it by about three years blares forth and completely engulfs the Volcanic Hive, completely wiping it, the Dread Seed, the Tide of Flesh, and a good chunk of the land around them off the map.
/\。。/\Players whose characters can contribute their power to the blast, write a response to Rbade's post, then write a new part for mine. Also, if your characters were on their way to safety, assume they make it in time.
FINALE
The spot where the blast struck glows red with heat... then begins heating up further, becoming white-hot before ALL OF ESTRAOLE FUCKING EXPLODES. Marvelous, sprawling handcrafted landscapes full of greenery, hills and valleys, mountains and sea, are reduced to RUBBLE FLOATING IN THE VOID. Just dust and echoes.
Samus looks down at the destruction from above, as the damage is rapidly rebuilt at speeds never seen before to fill the void left behind. "This is a power we only use when absolutely necessary. The power to destroy worlds... the weapon of the gods."
Edited by KiriK on Apr 2nd 2022 at 7:02:13 AM
"A wizard is never late, nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to."God, leave me be, you dumb bitch! Eleven frowns, using her power to resist Xoeur... by not going with her, so Xoeur will get to leave herself if she wants. Girlboss stays fixated on killing Kerrigan, and smiles when it does seems like she triumphed. I got you faster than Thor! I got you faster than-oh
With a casual swing, Eleven covers the sword in pink energy and tosses it upwards, so far into the air that when the beam happens, she teleports to it, having previously marked it exactly for that. It's a stylish little move, that allows her to oversee what's happening. The Sister does appreciate the sheer destruction, eyes widening in glee at the sight of Estraole's fuck-holy-destruction. Merely instinct, for destruction is beautiful to all Sisters!
Aw, wow. Deciding that it still isn't enough, Eleven smiles,creates an energy cannon out of the weapon given to her below, and shoots using her own lifeforce, creating a blast of large size (nothing quite like the main course) to add to it, as a pink stream flows through.
And then a blue stream, as Thor channels the power of gods to incinerate every single form of parasite caught in his tornado, the lightning arcing through in a bid to wipe them all out. In the process, it arcs into the big beam, further powering it with godly energy.
The blue tornado stays in place, spinning as it continues to add power to the beam.
Luffy and Margit, having been transported there, simply watch, both confused as to what's going on.
...
Suzuki yelps when a snowball is seemingly thrown her way, this is bad, because her throat pain is apparently a physical thing, sort of black sludge, which she spits out so fast it may impact Dante! Ewww! It smells awful and is sticky, like tar. If it hits Dante, she smiles, and proceeds to wipe some bits of it off her chin.
Ew... MY throat is fre... aw. She rubs her throat, closing her eyes as she mutters a little.
I am an evil Onryo and I need your souls, Suzuki puts forth, calming down tremendously to let her voice heal itself. This means she has to speak very slowly. You'd become parts of my sword! It'd be great! You would be there... watching me do things for maybe all eternity until I release you! That's... great, you know? No one has ever called me boring, so you'd see my exciting life in all its angles. It'd be funny, c'mon!
She points to the demon, winces and goes back to massaging her throat. C'mon, you look like you know what I'm up about, right?
...
Sarah spins in place in a breakdance kind of way, spinning on her hand on and on horizontally to give a good kick to the ball, right towards Mark's invisible goal!
Edited by Bolded1 on Apr 2nd 2022 at 2:50:25 PM
Nautolan picture belongs to Bonesmarinated on twitter"Eep!"
Monika moving backwards knocked sayori over, while natsuki was trying to process that her dead friend, and almost dead friend was back.
Also, Yuri kept talking
"Like you said that our club was tight knit. Were expendable to you, we-
Yuri was cut off by being hit, and seemed to stabilize slightly
And if that wasn't enough natsuki quickly embraced her.
N-natsuki?
In her rage Yuri hadn't even noticed natsuki was there, and was surprised and flustered
Your Jordans are fake, fake as hell. Dollar Store ass shoesYamato
"Are you ready, lady?"
"Ready, old man! Inti! Lend us your power!"
When the Wave-Motion Gun is fired, for a split second the silhouette of Inti appears behind the Yamato, and the beam briefly turns into a rainbow-colored beam!
...
Everybody else put on their sunglasses (don't ask how they brought them). They look awed at the Estraole destruction and consequent regeneration.
Clarilú and Pipo look with sadness at the destiny of those poor NPC's people living there...
Tropique
Mark recognized the technique used by Sarah as one of the common techniques in his world, and uses again his God Hand to try to stop the incoming shot... But the ball, because of the strenght of Sarah's spinning kick, bent its trajectory mid-air, avoiding being punched and entering into the imaginary goal!
Wow, your shots were incredible!
Edited by BombonBombin on Apr 2nd 2022 at 7:31:38 AM
Three freaking ghosts!"Good luck to you as well, good man.", King Harkinian says, saying his goodbyes before walking off.
—
Be a Messenger? Bismark doesn't remember that being a part of things, the Messengers were supposed to tell him what to do. But he did promise he'd help.
"Thank you.", he politely says, heading to grab a jacket.
"Uniforms and stations... gives me Zone 1 vibes.", he thinks to himself.
Yamato
Enamorus, Mew and Manaphy can only witness what happens next from inside of the Yamato. The three are too stunned to even move from their spots.
—
Estraole
Heatran looks up as the black holes form and get sucked into the ship's cannon. It closes its eyes in acceptance of its-
A portal suddenly opens up underneath it, to its shock. Some Unown come flying out before a strange, golden fog forcefully pulls Heatran in as a pair of giant, glowing white eyes stare at the lava spider from within.
"I FIGURED YOU LEGENDARIES WOULD BE EFFECTIVE ENOUGH ON YOUR OWN. BUT YOU HAVE CONSISTENTLY PROVEN ME WRONG."
The Unown fly back into the portal along with a thrashing Heatran.
"FROM NOW ON, WE DO THINGS MY WAY."
The portal closes.
—
Cell charges up Ki and prepares to fire down at those hapless fools. But then he senses such an insane amount of power from right above him that he's forced to pause and look back up, an expression of shock and bewilderment on his face. Black holes forming, being guided into the cannon as energy gathers within.
"This... can't be right. Nothing contains this much power."
And then the Yamato fires. Cell's eyes widen as far as they can.
"OH SHIT-"
He flies to the side as fast as he possibly can. Not a single percent of holding back in this regard.
And even with that, he only barely makes it in time. He turns back around to see the attack bearing down upon Estraole.
"... I thought I'd reached the pinnacle. That perfection was the end. But this..."
A mad grin forms on his face as his Ki blares up again. He gathers all of it into his hands.
"This just shows me that this world has even more to offer me!"
He then fires all of that energy downwards, sending his energy in the form of a Solar Kamehameha into the beam to strengthen it further.
"And this! This is worthy of receiving my power!"
—
Pseudo's Base
The light and output from the Yamato's attack is so bright and so powerful that it short-circuits Pseudo's monitor.
Inside of the base, the screen is filled with pure light, hints of static visible within to indicate that the screen does not have the capacity to fully function when trying to capture this footage. The main monitor room is bathed in light as well, barely making anything within visible to the people there. Weber outright hisses in response, warping away to a darker room. He cannot handle this much light.
Steam starts to blow from out of the computer systems' exhausts, filling the room with a strong wind as well.
"Oh dear... uh... I'm gonna need a moment to fix this.", Roll.EXE says from within.
"I wanna look, but I'm kinda scared it'll fry my eyes!", Pilly says, having shut hers already.
Helryx squints through the light, trying to see if everyone is alright. To her surprise, she notices that Pseudo's eyes are still fully open, looking directly into the light with seemingly no fear, the steam making his hair fly around wildly. A strange little smile shows on his face, as if he really likes what he sees.
Helryx is then forced to close her eyes completely, lest the light overtake her and blind her. While not to her knowledge, and not in the timeline of her world, there is a world out there where a certain group of Makuta had once been blinded by the light from the Mask of Life.
And the light from the Yamato? It's definitely comparable to that.
—
The sheer power exhibited by the Yamato even affects Locke's
◊ powers despite the distance. He clutches at his head and groans in pain, the power of destruction and warfare flaring up the corruption inside of him.
He manages to hold on to his mind and sanity... but it's a serious struggle, one that will knock him out for the rest of the day afterwards.
—
Assassins' Base
Andropov's crystals outright shatter as a result from their close proximity to the Yamato's attack. As such, Andropov, Hub and Mr. L are all flung back against Cyber's desk.
—
Reprium
Omagi, still in the process of reforming, looks up at the sky as the Yamato's attack bears down upon Estraole.
They say nothing. They're just grateful that they chose to run when they had the chance.
—
Father
◊ opens his eyes and looks up. Even when underground, unable to see the light, he still senses the pure might.
—
Hub Centralis
From within an alleyway, the Shadowed One
◊ looks at the faraway attack.
He says nothing as well. But the potential he sees with this sort of power...
—
Looking through a window, Ren (in his demon state)
◊ just stares at the distant attack (despite his lack of eyes in this form). He's silent for a bit before softly speaking to himself.
"The end of the world..."
A smile creeps on his face.
"That's what it reminds me of."
—
In another building, another... person... senses the power of the attack. He hesitantly peeks through the shades on his window, glancing outside and seeing the light.
—
Floating City
Iris
◊, having pulled some more crystals off of her wings, suddenly sees the light from the distant attack. She can't help but stare in awe.
—
The High Priest of Darkness
◊ sees the light too, and just like Weber, he immediately retreats to a darker area. This light is just too much.
—
Skyrim
Mara
◊ stops in her tracks upon sensing the sheer power of the Yamato's attack.
"Teacher?", Cywina
◊ asks, the three witch girls being with her.
"... the three of you go on ahead."
The three look confused, but Mara sounded serious, so it's best to just do as they're told. They fly on ahead without Mara, continuing their search.
—
PC!Areui
◊ senses the sheer power being emitted from halfway across the Arena as well. He's in pure shock. What is this divine level of oblivion?
—
The Deliderp
◊ stares at the distant light. It seems... worried, in a sense?
—
From within his castle, Julius
◊ senses the attack's power. He begins to grumble to himself: he may have to speed up his plans if this is what the people of this world can throw out.
Grima
◊ senses it as well. She looks more nervous. If such power were to be used against his true form...
—
Deeper within Skyrim, Necrozma
◊ awakens due to the light it senses. It goes on the move right away.
—
Blackreach
The tremors caused by the attack even shake Blackreach to its core, and with it G.E.M.'s HQ. Pigmasks
◊ fly through the halls with oinking sounds as Kumatora
◊, trying to keep her footing, just yells angrily at nothing.
"I told them we should investigate those strange power outputs or whatever their computers were showing them. But NOOOOO, the place is on lockdown, nobody gets to leave! Damnit all!"
—
The Judge
◊, who was playing with some dice, now puts his hand on them to stop them. He looks up as he senses the Yamato's attack up above and narrows his 'eyes' in worry.
—
Dream Realm
The Winged Creature
◊ witnesses what's happening through water scrying, just like with Infinity Ultron. However, while the creature seemed to be pleased back then, this time they just seem... saddened, almost. Expression saddened... but also hardened, somehow.
They remain silent.
—
???
Within a strange, eldritch dimension, Arceus
◊ squints with His eyes. Again, He had felt a shocking amount of power from within the Arena.
Galeem and Dharkon. Set. Infinity Ultron. Now this...
Ever since Missingno.'s death, He has kept an eye on the Arena, but had kept to a non-interference pact with Himself. Other fragments could go there whenever they wished, but this one... He had to stay here to keep a certain someone in check.
... but at the rate things are going, He realizes He may not have a choice in the matter. Something needs to happen before things go south.
... well, there's always him. ... yeah, that'll have to do. He just hopes that this isn't too much to ask of him.
"COME, MY ACOLYTE. I REQUIRE THINE AID ONCE AGAIN..."
Finale
Cell looks down at the exploding Estraole, sadistic glee reflecting in his eyes until all light dims in the void down below. He looks up once again, grinning.
"Truly impressive." , he chuckles to himself, crossing his arms.
Enamorus, Mew and Manaphy are still a bit shaken by what they saw. That was some Arceus-level attack.
Edited by DevilPsyco on Apr 2nd 2022 at 3:33:10 PM
In the year 202X, all is devastation... Soon, any last shred of hope had by the saintliest optimist shall die and decay."The Arena?"
She says more or less to herself, processing the information.
"People…from other worlds?"
Once he finishes, she calm down a bit and figures out the obvious, she is in another dimension and that makes her incredibly uncomfortable.
"So this place, "The Arena", is some kind of dimensional hub?"
She asks, as to avoid the question of the circumstances that brought her here.
"Humans are too faulty to save other humans, but Inhumans can't understand humans. Is it possible to be both?"Meanwhile, outside of Arena space...
"My lord, I bring news reg-"
"The Arena. I am aware."
Yharim stepped aside, displaying more clearly to the guard who had burst into his throne room the massive screen before him, currently providing a view of Estraole's annihilation.
"This- M-My lord, this will mean-"
"Leave me."
"B-But, the listening posts, we must recons-"
"Leave. Draedon will manage - speak to him."
The guard nodded, and hurried out of the room, leaving Yharim to observe the screen once again, watching as the Arena's magic worked to rebuild. Before he could speak, though, his draconic companion - curled up in the huge throne room, watching the screen as well - preempted him.
"This destruction... It does not bode well. And the loss of all of our posts in that region. Draedon can manage much, but-"
"And so he will manage this. My intervention will not be needed."
"... Dismissive. You are becoming complacent, Yharim. ... No, not complacent. Something... Weighs on you. Your forces have been striking at this realm for far too long, making little progress. It is unconquerable - you know this. Full of beings that rival even yourself in power, if not surpass it... I wonder, my lord - is that why you do this? Are you simply searching for a challenge? Do you believe that one of these gods could-"
"ENOUGH! You... Y- I..."
Yharon simply glanced aside at the sight of the tyrant's outburst, letting off a deep sigh that filled the throne room with a sense of quiet. Eventually, though, Yharim simply turned back to the screen, observing it, whatever emotion remained obscured by his helmet.
"... That horde. It is under orders. To fall back, like that... Suicidal. No commander in their right mind would do such a thing. Which means..."
"They intended to lose."
"They must be under external control, then. No commander in the field would self-sacrifice for no benefit."
"And you intend to track this?"
"... Perhaps. Time will tell."
Her entire being utterly shudders with fear - down to the main body, which is nowhere near the impact point. The insects forming her avatar start panicking to such an extent that even her will's absolute control starts slipping. Hundreds of bugs fall out of her form in a blind panic, tumbling to the floor of the Hive, many landing on their backs with their legs uselessly flailing in the air, others describing mad circles in the air, unsure where to run from inevitable doom.
"Fuck this." She takes out the same Phase Distorter she used to evacuate her Exemplar and displaces herself just in time to see the Wave Motion Gun level the area until not even ashes remain.
"BRAVE MISS WIGGLE RAN AWAY, BRAVELY RAN AWAY~"
"Shut. Fuck."
—
Elsewhere...
"*whistle* Well would you look at that... Hell of a lightshow."
"So those were our mysterious interlopers?"
"No doubt about that. The Freelancers spoke of a giant battleship. Unless there are multiple things of this nature prancing about in the Arena..."
"In that case I underestimated them. Judging by the caliber of what they had thrown at us, I had not expected them to be a threat to me. But this weapon... not only could it potentially deal serious damage, but it would also be a valuable research asset. We are going to strike."
"You mean right now..?"
"Once the dust settles and the troublesome crowds disperse, yes. There will not be a better opportunity. My experience with weapons of this nature shows that they usually have either a lengthy chargeup time, cooldown time, or both."
A sinister holographic smile appears beneath the crossed eye symbol. "So I will catch them with their pants down and shove the full power of The Providence so far up their ass they'll be vomiting pretty lights on their way to the morgue."
"Please never metaphor again."
The Wave Motion Gun
As the shot fires a SECOND massive flash of light occurs, as a storm of various materials flies into orbit. Some appear near the windows of the yamato, and cameras.
It's books and papers, hundreds, thousands. They all dissapear suddenly as well
The tide sinks back into the corpse sea, Yamato
Samus runs off instinctively to avoid tellefragging, As the rest of the ground crew which managed to escape arrives...
Madoka and Homura follow suit, giving eachother a hug.
Zero arrives next, dashing out of the teleporter. A Familliar experience. He'll have to take a bit more time for his internal components to calculate data from that fight for maneuvers, or, in more reasonable terms, try to learn from that fight.
Angela arrives next, Accompanied by the rest of the libraria- JESUS CHRIST THATS A LOT OF THEM. And they're all carrying books, the books are flooding the area. The librarians desperately try to clear out the area and stack the books for temporary storage. More and more books keep coming, until when the WMG has fired, and the papers dissapate, the librarians have gathered a solid mountain, and are busy managing it.
Well, Most of them. Netzach's taking a nap in the book pile.
Angela and roland look to their spoils of war, with Roland quickly saying "You know, Angela, I think the rules of the library were bent a bit here."
Angela flashes a smug smile, saying "We got results, didn't we?"
Rookie arrives next, returning to manakete humanoid form, taking off her helmet.
Her long ears poke out as she takes off an oddly shaped headset next, followed by taking off a mask. Her brown hair is freed in this process, cut down short enough for the helmet.
She simply says "Excuse me, you may wish to clear out. Things are about to get messy." before grabbing that odd stone she had once more.
Grimar arrives, and...
Mar simply responds by saying "And what of my men? " Grima simply responds "Likely a fair few, scattered. High casualties, could be higher, could be lower."
Mar then turns to the newest "Guest", saying "I think you've had enough time with my body, the battle's over. I can't believe I'm saying this, but, To some extent, thank you. But it's over. You can leave, run off, and I'll not go after you unless shit gets stirred too much, and I'll likely be out of commission for a while for medical treatment." Mar's mindscape begins to get a bit hazy before refocusing, as he says "Going to need more than a staff to fix me up after this."
He moves on to then say "Nobody wins if we take the alternative."
Finally, he moves on to say, "So, what will it b-"
Vincent arrives next, as The stone in rookie's hand begins to shine, the two of them flanking the possessed Mar, as vincent yells out "Brother, I... I can't... I can't believe this happened, after all i've been through..." He stops short of monologuing further, before saying "Fell dragon, if you can. Leave my brother. You have your own host, from your own time. It will pain me to do so, but if it comes to it, I will do what has to be done."
Lightning crackles from vincents hands, as he threatens to kill his own brother, dressed in the suit meant for a wedding, in another world, another time, with a woman from another land.
Edited by ReynTheLord on Apr 2nd 2022 at 10:16:01 AM
Esperer
Kanan nods in response as a hard yes. Still keeping that friendly tone to ease the newcomer.
"I get it, no proddin' from me. Don't worry about it too much, like I said nothin much goes on unless you dip your toes in them directly. Feel free to tag along in whatever you think's fun, I ain't a seeker of it unfortunately. So Esperer, got any more in mind?"
Onyxis
Donte, unable to react in time, gets his face splatted with the gross tar to his unamused disgust. He uses his coat to wipe it off and casually sits down cross legged to continue making snowballs thanks to how little of a threat she is to him at the moment.
"Damn shitstains, well at least you're back to using your mouth again I suppose. What a killjoy, can you even fucking fight when a droplet of holy water grazes your goddamn leg?"
He sounded genuinely baffled since he could've just lopped her head off by mistake given what he's seen so far.
realHub Centralis
Angel sips from a cup of tea as Estraole fbucking explodes. She totally gets that its a necessary step to get rid of the tide of flesh and that Estraole is going to be completely reconstructed in like, a day at most, but it still feels kind of wrong just watching.
The Tarnished's powerful overhead swipe turns both of the lesser worm's heads to jelly, which is luckily enough to kill both of them. It seems that only some of the worms explicitly require extensive damage to kill, how about that?
The shield worm stops the Tarnished's oncoming attack with, you guessed it, its shield, but it is sufficiently prevented from defending its allies in any capacity by this, so the attack is a success regardless.
In the meantime- BOOM! The Fire worm's upper body is blown to smithereens. It isn't killed by this, but it makes the instinctual decision to flee through the ground upon taking so much damage, effectively taking it out of the fight unless someone wants to run after it. If not interrupted, it will dig until it falls out of the world like an overzealous minecraft player.
Shield Worm X1'
Fire Worm X2 (One Injured and Retreating)
Speed Worm X2
Rock Worm X4 (One Injured)
Light Worm X1
Monster Worm X1
Regular Worm X8
Yatta!"…Fun?"
Once again she spaces out, falling deep into her thoughts. "Fun" shouldn't feel alien to her, she is in theory familiarized with the concept of "having fun", it was something that used to drive her to things even. Now the concept feels…if not foreign at least distant, to a part of her.
The current "one" isn't suited for "fun", someone else of the 4 might be better suited to tackle the idea of "fun."
Her body goes limp, life and emotion escapes her face for a few seconds, before it suddenly returns to her. She fixes her hair and then puts her hands on her hips in a sign of confidence, before turning to Kanan.
"Alright! You said I should tag along in whatever I could find fun, so my next two questions are:"
She raises her arm, before lifting a finger to represent 1.
"One, where could I find a place to stay?"
She lifts another one.
"Two, where could I find 'fun' things to participate in?"
"Humans are too faulty to save other humans, but Inhumans can't understand humans. Is it possible to be both?"Worms
Cecil pursues the worm and plays invisible whackamole with it, but he isn't that fast so he's not really doing much aside from aiding it's no-clipping into the backrooms of the arena. Though now with that threat gone he looks around and sees the Tarnished and the other worms.
His targets now: The injured rock/fire worms, and whatever elongated invertebrate crosses his path.
From the weight of his spicy gunpowder bag he realizes that this will probably just be his last-resort attack now. He runs straight to the remaining fire worm, hammer dragging behind him with a clear telegraphed trail. Provided if he arrives without any hassle will smash the fire worm head on without pulling back his strike.
Esperer
He snaps his fingers a few times trying to think of things that people find fun.
"You know, stuff people enjoy. Eating, games, fighting, whatno-"
He pauses once her body's gone limp. Kanan watches in intrigue seeing her sudden shift in personality, keeping a mental note about what it could mean. He remains relaxed once he comes to a conclusion. His posture becoming more open once Esperer's done coming back to life.
"Well there's the central hub o' this place, I know a few spots if you're down to follow. And the fun part's just what other people find it. Eating, games, fightin, and whatnot. That place is prolly a good one to start lookin' for it seein how it's the center of this place."
He reiterates, thinking she couldn't've heard it earlier. If she obliges to follow, he throws his coat as it suspends in mid air to a portal leading to Hub Centralis. Despite that he'd still be wearing said coat.
realShe sways her hips to the left, before once again putting her hand on her chin, thinking.
She sways back and forth with her eyes closed whilst thinking, before clapping after formulating her response.
"Alright! I will go to that hub you mentioned. If you can help me with it, I would like to find accomodation and a source of income, maybe a temporary one before something more permanent can be secured. After that I would like to find a bar and/or a magecraft institute or guilds, if not available either the most powerful or smart mages in this place."
She sways one last time to the right, leaning towards him and raising her hand for a handshake.
"So, can you help me?"
"Humans are too faulty to save other humans, but Inhumans can't understand humans. Is it possible to be both?"Kanan smiles and nods, seeing her prospect for magecraft making him feel nostalgic.
"Hefty stuff you're askin but sure I can make do. Sadly fellas who have something to do with 'most' on their head gets equalized in this place it seems."
He shakes her hand and leads her to the newly-formed portal to arrive at Hub Centralis. A much more quieter part of the area. Nearby was what she was asking for, a bar. Kanan is immediately denied entry but seeing her priorities those seem to be secondary for now.
Thinking a bit he comes up with a neat idea.
"Hmm, I'll fulfill them no questions asked if you can show me yain't talkin' hot crap about your skill in magecraft. I know a thing or two to not be a pushover hopefully. Sound good?"
realSkull Squadron all stop partying and immediately go sober upon hearing the word "necessary."
"And you…Only just now decided to use it? After they all began retreating? Not, y'know, a few minutes ago, when we were fighting that big fucking worm?" He yells out to Samus, mildly agitated. The one doing the yelling is the very same man who had been late to the draw in getting his gas mask on, and could have died earlier.
Meanwhile, Señor Shield is disgusted by this power, but Sir Sword looks up from his sulking, both impressed by and thirsty for it. It was unlinke anything he had ever seen before, and he wanted it in his hands.
With great power…you know the rest.Finale
Sandalphon's domain was that of life, its cycles, and its endurance. He could not add any direct power to the blast — but he could help it to purify and to regrow what it necessarily had to destroy. He knelt down gently, and pressed his hands against the Yamato's surface, chanting softly as the ship flashed with a verdant glow.
Hadraniel, however, was the keeper of the very fabric of reality. With a single word in a tongue that only the most ancient among beings would have spoken even in his homeland, he slammed his staff into the surface of the ship next to Sandalphon, infusing the sheer power of his Throne directly into the Wave-Motion Gun!
"The Stick has sentimental value. It's like an enormous, hideous teddy bear we can kill things with." -rikalousArbiter
Kroq-Gar looked up and saw the light. A light brighter, more fierce, more violent than the Sun.
But in the battle-haze, he did not react as fast as possible. By the time he got moving, the Wave-Motion Gun had already fired, and with a narrow dive across smoldering, glowing-hot rock, Kroq-Gar made it to the teleport circle with less than a second to spare before the world where he had just been was reduced to ruin.
From aboard the Yamato, he stared down at the results in horror... but also intrigue.
KiriK
Player 2
He takes great, shuddering, heaving breaths. The voices, the images... they're all gone. He climbs back into his seat and texts Player 1. They'll know he's serious because he's using proper capitalization and punctuation.
Things got dicey at the end there. The Necromorphs got into my head, started making me hallucinate. Heard things, saw things. Probably not gonna sleep right for weeks. But it's over with, and I'd say...
He clicks a red square, and a video recording of his own computer perspective of the entire battle stops and is saved.
It was Worth It. Now imma lay low for a while.
—
The landmass has already reformed into a floating island, earthen tendrils reaching out to Astil, Reprium, and the Hub bridge as it slowly refills what was lost. No trace of the Tide of Flesh remains.
—
Fire Emblem
Grimarth scoffs. "You didn't even have to ask. I'll be jumping back to my..."
He looks down, realizing he left Halloween Robin's body down there. Down where there is now nothing.
"Old... bo...dy..."
The Fall Vessel hurls the Fall Reincarnation's empty vessel at him from behind, bowling him over. "You're welcome, idiot."
Grimarth growls in indignation, but concedes. The purple flames of Grima leave Mar's body and return to Robin, who awakens as the Fellblood Exalt collapses.
"Well, it was fun while it lasted."
"Wish I got a turn."
Jotaro suddenly appears behind the Halloween Grimas. "Am I gonna have to deal with you myself?"
"Wh- how did you-"
"Answer the question."
The two sigh in unison. "No. We will comply. Until our time aboard this vessel is done."
—
Skull Squadron
Samus silently turns towards Mac, the previously-spored squad member. Her voice remaining in perfect monotone, she explains, "The Gravemind was a singular entity that could be torn to shreds or vaporized with less firepower. The Brethren Moons were large and obvious enough that I knew they would be dealt with by higher powers. The Tide as a whole suddenly resurging and threatening to consume you all in a surprise attack... was not so simple."
"We were already preparing the Wave-Motion Gun the moment we saw the reinforcements. Even with almost all the key figures dead, the Tide still lived, and that told me it wouldn't stay down without such extreme measures. Their retreat was completely unexpected, and irrelevant to my choice."
She marches off as a number of other Federation members cast worried glances. "Would you rather I simply destroyed Estraole from the start without a care for the preventable civilian and allied casualties?"
Miku watches Samus until she's gone, then silently pulls out a bottle of rice wine, offering some to Skull Squadron for their troubles.
—
Kroq-Gar
Amaterasu trots up to Kroq-Gar. Issun pops out of her fur to greet the Saurus. "Hey there! We tried to approach on the battlefield a couple times, but stuff happened."
Edited by KiriK on Apr 3rd 2022 at 10:40:18 AM
"A wizard is never late, nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to."The leader graciously turned this offer down, holding up his own in response.
Regardless, while he watched the rest of his team (save for Mac, who we’ll get to soon) make unprofessional asses of themselves, he decided to attempt to strike up conversation with the person who had just offered to give him something for free. He had been taught not to accept anything for free, and that a man who did not work for everything he possesses was no man at all.
Frank sighed a weary sigh, silver streaks in his hair that were not always there. "That was…something." He spoke to Miku, leaning against the railing with a drink in hand, looking out over the sea like an old sailor would. One who had grown too old for the profession he loves, but felt a duty to keep pushing nonetheless. Frank felt it an apt comparison. His bones and muscles ached, and he was nowhere near the soldier he once was, but he did his job because there existed nobody who could do it better than him.
——
Mac was silent during the armored woman’s monologue.
However, as it ended and she began walking away, he followed. Maybe it was his bullshit being called out on. Maybe it was the alcohol in his system already. Or maybe it was the propaganda he had been spoonfed for years, the cold blooded way of life he had been made to live.
Could be a mixture of all three.
Whatever the reason, he moved quickly, cutting through the crowd to reach the suit’s side.
"Yes, as a matter of fact, I would." He spoke quick and harshly. "Would certainly be a hell of a lot easier for all of us. And safer, at that."
With great power…you know the rest.Haruhi watches the devastation. That is some starship-tier ordinance right there.
"God damn."
Xoeur is a bit less impressed. But still very impressed. It's relative.
B-Zoner just stretches back in his seat. That was awesome.
As Estraole begins to be reconstructed, Kazuma pops back into existence.
"Gah!"
He flops face-first onto some fresh dirt. Like the cuck he is.
"come in, ruby" he mumbles into the dirt.
Ping! A text for Miku!
"beep beep bap skidoop badip sqiggidy badoop she-dop bep?"
translation: did you see that, the fuck was that
Swarbat is bazingulared and tossed around. It is a bit sturdier than a baseline zubat, but still, rollout from a typhlosion isn't something to just shrug off. At least this is only roll 1 rollout, with low base power.
"Roost!"
Swarbat swoops down and covers its face with its wings as its claws latch on to the ground. A sparkly shower of 'feathers' show up around it as it restores the HP it just lost.
Edited by Rbade on Apr 4th 2022 at 12:24:15 PM
/\。。/\Esperer is mildly impressed by the portal and once she crosses it she immediately starts asking questions.
"Interesting, what is this portal? Teleportation magic? Maybe a specific form of chronomancy or time-space bending? Or perhaps interdimensional….."
She suddenly stops, emotion starts to once again leave her body, but before she completely goes blank, she regains her composure and goes to answer his "challenge."
"Oh, you face me in a duel of sorcery? The offer sounds appealing, though we might want to move somewhere else, we wouldn't want to hurt civilians or destroy private property wouldn't we?"
"Humans are too faulty to save other humans, but Inhumans can't understand humans. Is it possible to be both?"Player 1
Gee, it's almost like I warned you things could go horribly wrong. You got lucky, I hope you know that.
Worth it, huh? I hope you at least pick something less dangerous to play with next time. ... cause I have a feeling there's gonna be a next time no matter what I say.
Estraole
Mew warps itself, Enamorus and Manaphy back outside as the land is healing. Enamorus decides to help out, pumping some of her energy into the land to speed up its healing process. Manaphy, meanwhile, starts looking around for Heatran. Had it really been obliterated?
Manaphy would get an answer to that immediately, though it probably wishes it didn't.
A portal opens underneath each of the three Pokemon. Both Enamorus and Manaphy get caught off guard, allowing the Unown to drag them in. Mew, however, is as slippery and enigmatic as always, so it manages to teleport away in the nick of time.
Nothing to worry about, the divine being on the other end of those portals decides. This is just par for the course with Mew. It can't run forever. And maybe it'll eventually come to him instead.
The portals close. Cell witnessed it happening from up in the sky, but he honestly couldn't care less. His interest lies with the Yamato right now.
As well as Thor and Eleven, who he still wants to fight. He wonders if they fled to the ship or if they got annihilated by that attack. He shrugs, it doesn't really matter considering this world would probably revive them if they died. And if it didn't, he'd find other people to play around with.
Regardless, the thought comes to him that, even if they are alive, they're bound to be at least somewhat tired from this fight. What fun would there be had going after them when they're not at full strength? Not to mention that he wouldn't be proving anything by picking those two off when they're weak.
"... I'll come back to that later, when we're all in top condition." , he says to himself. He kicks up an aura, then starts flying off. The rest of them are probably about to party or feast to celebrate their victory, and there's nothing Cell would want less than social interaction not related to fighting. He'd rather silently stand in a single spot for over a week than be subjected to that.
Edited by DevilPsyco on Apr 4th 2022 at 11:54:04 AM
In the year 202X, all is devastation... Soon, any last shred of hope had by the saintliest optimist shall die and decay.

"Erm..." Sadge rubs the back of his head. "I wouldn't want to tell you where to go. See you later, and good luck."
He ducks inside and closes the door.
—
"Ah, you must want to be a Messenger. You'll need a red jacket and a station. Once you've taken your jacket, check the board on the inside for places."
Hitodama is oof ouch owie. He uses Rollout, trying to whack the Swarbat for a (hopefully) super-effective hit, though afterwards he takes poison damage that puts him into the red.
"Wh-what?" Monika stumbles back in surprise and horror, despite Sayori currently clinging to her. "No! I would never...!"
Addison karate-chops Yuri on the back of the head. If she's in an unnatural rage brought on by the yandere tendencies Monika added, this should hopefully calm her, at least for now.
Vera is just... so done with this. She looks like she's contemplating just leaving on the spot.
Kerrigan erects a psionic shield, protecting herself from Eleven's pursuit. It cracks, splits, and finally breaks, allowing Eleven to land a killing blow.
Queen of Blades DEFEATED!
And if Eleven doesn't take that exact moment to leave with Xoeur, well... She's fucked.
—
Wriggle won't find any new nefarious thing happening inside the Hive. And even though this is merely an extension of the real Wriggle's will, she will sense an overwhelming Primal Fear bearing down on her. Something is coming from the outside, and she does not want to be here when it arrives.
—
"Well... Now what?" asks Issun.
Samus tweaks some things on her head, and her visor suddenly dims. "Anti-shock, anti-flash defenses!"
Everyone else except X and Miku puts on a pair of dark goggles, including B-Zoner.
B-Zoner continues watching the holo-panel. "Video cross-gauge brightness 20, sights fixed!"
In this moment, a tremor echoes throughout the Arena. Spacetime around the Yamato folds and bends, causing actual black holes to appear... before the black holes get sucked into the light that builds within its bow, being scrambled into Hawking radiation for even more power.
"Firing countdown!" announces Vergil as the process continues, more and more black holes being manifested and sucked up as the light grows and grows. "Three, two, one!"
"Wave-Motion Gun... FIRE!"
Edited by KiriK on Apr 2nd 2022 at 7:44:27 AM
"A wizard is never late, nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to."