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Tager lets himself be hit in exchange for unleashing his Drive, attempting to nail one of the Data Montys with a glowing-yellow fist so that it will become magnetized for later, only to be blown down in the process.
As soon as the Montys come in for another attack, he will activate his magnetic pull and disrupt the pack by yanking the one he hit earlier into his arms for a suplex!
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The targeting reticle splits into six as the Montys dive back in. Each reticle moves to a different part of the arena before a visible radius of light surrounds it. With the amount of space they cover, it seems there is nowhere to hide...
Until Tager makes his move and rips the nearest Monty out of the water with his magnesis, disrupting his attack and turning the area where the group is standing into a safe zone!
Balan nods to Cassidy, but asks, "Are you certain this is the best way to overcome our foe?"
As he touches down next to Evan and lets go of the girls, he adds. "I could also simply heal him, you know."
Robbie glares at Taro with a face like Robbie just bit a chunk out of a lemon. That was not according to plan.
He decides to wait on the defensive for Taro's next move.
Fort Dawnguard
In the midst of Mordecai and Gatekeeper sweeping up the abandoned fort, Reyna suddenly busts in.
"Alright, who's left?"
"Okay, guys, bad news and good news. Bad news is, I don't think the Shepherds are coming back. Good news is, we're the Shepherds now!"
FE!Defense walks in behind her wearing full power armor. A begrudging Kirrey follows alongside Thia Silverfrond, then Stand User Bernadetta. Then Roy and Ike.
—
The Halloween Grimas watch the party from outside.
"They are congregating. Perha-"
"Don't even think about it." The Fall Vessel puts a hand in her male counterpart's face as Seliph arrives on horseback, leading none other than Radahn and his cohort to the fort.
Edited by KiriK on Dec 27th 2022 at 7:15:08 AM
"A wizard is never late, nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to."Riften
"I have luckily never had to be in a major brawl, odd considering the arena. But I know those that buy from my Apothecary are usually looking for dirty yet subtle ways to kill."
She approached the doors of the Bee and Barb, the guards trying to elbiw their way past her, but instead she leaned back against them-
"Excuse me! Trying to enter!"
The guards didn't seem eager, and now purposely blocked the doorway, holding their hands out.
"That was aggressive contact just there... A nice bit of septims though and we can all forget about it."
Reprium: Wild Hunt
Karrel nodded to the more fantastical adventurers, her voice coming out in the same harsh Nordic-Scottish manner as she spoke up to them, pacing back and forth as she hoped they would pay attention.
"Alright! Listen up! Ground rules first!
One! Do NOT bad talk the prey item! The forest will consider it in poor taste, and will not give us the right to use their bodies for the ritual. I've seen how you milk-drinkers fight. Yer not Some Novel protagonists yer hunters!
Two! Do NOT walk in suspecting it will be a cake walk! You are equals until the fight is over, and you carry on with their remains. They will do the same to you, keep that in mind.
Three! Nature is equal opportunities! Sometimes the forest will help you out, sometimes it will help them out! Don't get butthurt if it chooses them over you, just means you got to work harder!
Four! This will change you! You will be entering the fae domain my friends. You will come out changed. You will see aspects of yourself you didn't want to see. Aspects of these animals you will connect to-"
A sudden flutter of wings was heard, and Epok landed before them while preening his feathers, the Sylvan hawk looking back up at them.
"And I will help of course. I can only point you where to go, I can't give you all the advice needed."
Karrel nodded and looked back to them, brandishing and twirling her war axe around as she looked left and right.
"If you can not follow these rules... Leave."
Sanskrit Saved
Parvati seemed odd to them. A creature once murderous and with no restraint looking at them like a noble princess from foreign lands. They whispered to one another, before finally a Skullsworn Sanskrit stood at the front-
"Noble Divine... Why have you come here? Why take away lives but not continue to seek our souls?"
KUWSTMAS
Luin saw as soon as there was a ready enough feast, The Ogors lunging for the food. They took whole traxs back to their seats, laughing and chuckling all the way. A few goblins tried to sneak in a couple of bites, only for a Saurus to suddenly lunge at them from the shadows, the little Greenskins squealing in fear as they ran away, the Saurus now datanding guard like a statue near Luin, making sure there was enough food for everyone. Oga could be seen laughing at the little gobbos taking off.
"I tell ya... Glad the big gator brought you along... You work fast tho, sure you ain't have some Ogor in you?"
Meanwhile the Psyrens look befuddled at the snowballs melting, a few of them mouth agape and hands out still in the motion of throwing. But the Pyromancer could hear something moving beneath the snow, and heading towards her with surprising speed. While her ally soon looked like a mini-snowman, she soon had her icey projectiles make contact with the Orruks, punting them to the ground as they dramatically fell into the snow. A few got up, looking dazed, but immediately started laughing as they got a new thing of packed snow into their hands.
"Gud un Umie! Gud un! But watch out-"
As for Reyna, Nakai handed her a papyrus wrapped gift, long and weapon like, it wasn't too far out of question to imagine what he got her-
He waited for her to open it, watching her unpack it. And if she did...
She was given a massive halberd like glaive, done in the style of a lizardmen weapon. Infact, it was even made of their ever sought Starmetal, as it thrummed with Celestial prowess.
But at the bottom was... A little carving of a great jagras, done in the style of it's quest icon. It had been carved from bone, and the stripes accented with actual emerald, and the yellowish orange paint felt like scales, made from tiny flakes of gold out together.
And Nakai spoke fluently.
"You came a long way Reyna... But if you forget where you come from, you'll never appreciate how far you came. And that is not a fate I wish to begsll you huntress... I appreciate your kindness. It should be repaid."
Edited by ArbiterOfTheBog on Dec 27th 2022 at 5:18:33 AM
AwawaThe Reach, near Fort Dawnguard
Nicole is currently walking through the woods near Fort Dawnguard, replaying her encounter with a certain deity in her head.
"I know I didn't really have a choice, but... what if I walked straight into one of those Deal with the Devil situations? I swear, if this ends with me having my soul snatched away to be tortured for all friggin' eternity..."
She eventually notices the gathering taking place near the Shepherds' old base of operations. Wondering what the hell was going on, she makes her way towards the fortress with the intent of investigating.
Edited by IchigoMontoya on Dec 27th 2022 at 5:32:30 AM
Isos sees a wooden door in her way, like last time already, and frown slightly, angered at being denied a way out. Raising her finger, she apply some of her odd cosmic power into a simple task: tear down the Door of Inhibition and venture out into the Streets of Joy to do nothing in particular. She just want to see the door gone after seeing it stand once more in her way.
bagou! There's a droning sound and a very piercing golden light coming out of the bar now, as a miniature orb of pure light hovers in front of Isos's finger, bathing the room she's in in eerie yellow light, as she appears to create a miniature star, with an orbiting miniature galaxy spinning around it, slowly increasing in size.
When the attack reach completion, the galaxy then suddenly shrinks...
...
TROPIQUE
Hm, ya know a topic that I like? Weapons! What do you guys use in a fight? Sarah says, since everyone involved in the discussion seem weathered enough a warrior.
I'll keep best for last, but I like using my fists. They're pretty tough and the range isn't a problem with my abilities. I call them... Troy and Des. Sarah says, holding up her fists.
... Nah, not really.
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Nautolan picture belongs to Bonesmarinated on twitterEclipse - Part One
All That Which Can Love Can LieThe Rescue - Scene Two
Rotten Light in Hidden Sea
All That Which Can Love Can Lie
See The Truth That's Buried Deep
See Yourself That Death Can Die
Hub Centralis
Before departure, some very last minute modifications are made to the armor and bracelets to support Icarus's thruster rigs and headsets. With Angel!Mythra's help, the information technology within the armor suits and bracelets are linked to the headsets, allowing information to be displayed without the inconvenience of looking down at one's wrist.
In the time between departure and arrival, Other!Petra instructs the Extraction team, and Other!Heidrun the Elimination team, of all of the functions of the armor and bracelets, just to be sure.
The primary function of both armor and bracelet is keeping the local physics around the user within a preferable state- and to that end, both are intended to directly counter V102's known abilities and abilities she is likely to have based on extrapolated data.
Both armor and bracelet increase the relative power of the wielder by a massively considerable degree, with diminishing returns for those already possessing great power. The armor is, however, much more efficient at this than the bracelets. To make a long story short, they put the user up to speed with the superlatively strong and tough Other!Black Eagles, but do not grant any additional abilities, only bolstering the effectiveness of old ones.
That is with one exception- a button on the back of the neck of the armor sets, and just under the screen of the bracelets- that, when held down, automatically teleport the user to a preset location. However, it is explained shortly that due to the chaos inherent in V102's presence, using the teleport is liable both to destroy the armor/bracelet and leave the user considerably disoriented for a very long time, which would almost certainly take them out of the fight.
It can't be used in the space created by V102 at all, either, which is a bit of a shame.
The wrist of the armor and the screen of the bracelet both display two meters-
ACT - 0/100
and
KNO - 0/100
Representing the measurable activity of the powers you or your group is using, and how knowledgeable V102's sentries are of your presence, respectively.
These meters are linked directly to the headsets now, and there is no need to look down at one's wrist to observe those meters going up or down.
Lastly, any other important information the armor or bracelets detect will be displayed as well as observed. An important step for making certain that no strange characteristic takes an extraction team member off-guard.
TLDR: Armor and Bracelets make you strong, have an escape button, and display important things. No need to worry about much more than that.
Southern Skyrim
On instructions from Other!Byleth, Other!Petra takes the long way around. A direct approach of Bleak Falls Barrow is not attempted, and instead, the transport ship carrying the extraction team swings around the Throat of the World in its entirety. It does not take long, the gravity systems of the ship making the swift and forceful maneuver positively peaceful from within.
"I wonder if this is all a dream sometimes. It doesn't feel real." Byleth responds to Tighnari, "Maybe I'm still dying, and this is all just me hiding from the truth."
She pauses.
"I hope not, though. It wouldn't make much of a story if I was."
The transport, flying low, nearly clings to the river until it reaches Honningbrew Meadery- and upon reaching that point, still staying low, makes a slow approach to the back of Bleak Falls Barrow.
The transport ship, its mission completed, lets down its ramp and opens its door, allowing Byleth to lead the rest of the extraction team out into the cold Skyrim air. Once outside, all members of the Extraction team will see that the entire ship is completely invisible from the outside.
When everyone has departed it, it will fly away, its presence only good for bringing suspicion and autopilot set to avoid just that eventuality.
This terrain should be well in the knowledge of everyone present- having been displayed before for quite a while in demonstrating the location being infiltrated.
Not that there is particularly much to traverse. Other!Petra, it seems, is quite the skilled pilot- and on that note, it seems that at some point Other!Petra and Petra decided to fuse together, because only one of them seems to be present, and the armor that one of them is wearing seems to be decorated by fancy fabric croissants.
Thankfully, the armor is not absorbed into the obligatory Metamoran fusion outfit, saving everyone both from the fashion nightmare that would be and the question of where, exactly, the clothing even goes when two people fuse anyways.
(Though the fact Other!Petra's bracelet did disappear might raise that question anyways)
Even here, the influence of V102 isn't entirely clear, her sentries out of sight by virtue of the shape of the terrain.
...For only a few scarce moments.
Because, with very little warning, a single exterior sentry stumbles upon the location the group was dropped off at.
And what a thing it is.
Not a construct or a creature, the thing seems made partly from pieces of sharp and jagged black metal that reflects light at strange angles- but the majority of its body consists of an eccentric purple fire. This fiery blaze consists of many independent, smaller flames that at once seem independent of eachother and yet simultaneously each a piece of a greater whole. No matter what direction you face these embers from, their flat end appears to face you- not devoid of depth in the third dimension, but completely impossible to look upon from more than one point of view.
This particular sentry, seemingly and thankfully on what appears to be a routine inspection of the general area, is only just about happening upon the group, granting them a precious handful of seconds to make a collective decision on what to do next.
Any sound could alert it, an attack would be ill-advised at best with it nearly facing them- but the terrain, steep as it is, could afford an easy bit of cover...
...But only for so many people. At least one person has to hide in some manner other than taking the low ground.
Neither Byleth nor PePetra take this option, instead utilizing their agility to get low and their trainings as assassins to make as small of targets to see as possible. They, at the very least, are at no risk of being seen, unless everyone else decides to take the same route as them.
Also Southern Skyrim
The larger of the two transports, carrying the Elimination Group, lands quite a distance away from Bleak Falls Barrow- nowhere in sight of the entire mountainous region, south of even Helgen.
From there, the Elimination team, tasked with far less than their counterparts, are left to wait as Angel!Mythra calls upon some outside help to teleport in a huge and wicked-looking mechanical device. She calls it the "Reality Emancipator", and it looks like a mixture between a bear trap and some kind of impossibly complicated spring-loaded cage device.
Regardless, Angel!Mythra insists quite firmly that nobody except herself and Other!Linhardt go anywhere near the thing.
The look of it should be enough to make sure that particular insistence requires no encouraging.
As for otherwise, the elimination group is free to set up whatever manner of other traps or reinforcements that they wish. There is only time to kill, while the others are busy with their sensitive task not so far away...
And now for something completely different
Group 5 - Inside the base
First thing's first, Angel!Pyra obliges Wrustoiz's request, opening the generator exit.
With the turret disabled, Pyra can no longer abuse its power to attack Laxin. But, she supposes, she doesn't really have to. Instead, knowing that Laxin is liable to pay attention to it now that he has recognize it, if only briefly, as a threat, she supplies a massive and superfluous flow of energy to the turret, causing it to overload with power.
This begins to completely break it, but it allows her to take control of it again, pointing it towards Laxin.
Now, it is broken- definitely much too broken to fire any shots at him- but it doesn't look broken, and it doesn't feel broken. In fact, to anyone not dramatically experienced in every in and out of that particular turret's construction, it would appear, on the outside, as if the turret were about to fire a catastrophically powerful attack right for Laxin's head!
And Pyra hopes that will be too much for him to ignore. In fact, if he tries to use his lightsaber specifically to cut through it... then the weapon, and Laxin if he happens to still be holding it, are in for a nasty shock.
The sort of shock that, all in all, might completely disable the weapon in question.
Yatta!"Dunno if it's the best, but maybe it'll let us turn this around.", Cassidy says as she hops off of Balan and next to Evan.
"Ev! It's time for our secret strategy!"
Evan looks at her and nods.
"Right!"
The two of them begin to glow with Remnant before they each grab each other's hand (turning back to normal as they do), before vanishing instantly and returning as one sole being.
Said being is none other than a spiritual Fredbear, one rejuvenated with energy and retaining Evan's earlier power boost.
Roaring wildly, Fredbear rushes towards the nearest Data Monty. If he successfully reaches it, he'll try to pick it up and viciously throw it down so hard that the water won't be able to cushion the blow at all.
11/11
In the year 202X, all is devastation... Soon, any last shred of hope had by the saintliest optimist shall die and decay.Intrigue Wilds
Leaping across the floating islands is Filia, the last demon of her world. Filia is reaching higher and higher into the sky, thick white clouds creating a layer of fog on the islands she is searching. The demoness is tracking Trickery, the strange eldritch being from her universe that has found its way to the arena.
She lowers herself to the ground, taking a knee on the fertile earth of the magical landscape. Filia grasps a handful of dirt, pulling it close to her eyes and inspecting it. Her nose flares as she sights blots of purple goo in the dirt, tossing it away. Filia has headed in the right direction, and the demoness rises back to her feet.
Furrowing her brow she takes off, leaping a great distance to cross to the next island. This one is much smaller and is far above the clouds. Filia lets out a labored breath, not used to strenuous activity. She takes a quick look around until someone approaches from behind!
Lourent
Talion
◊ emerges once more in the arena, moving in his wraith form across the landscape. A sweeping black and necrotic green streak rushed through the air in no particular direction. The ranger explores his surroundings, coming back to physical shape near a large collection of rocks.
He falls to one knee, clutching his chest and crying out in a brief stint of pain.
"No..."
The call of the Nine and Sauron has weighed heavily on him, more than usual for some time. Visions plague his sight when he closes his eyes, voices whisper in the furthest edges of his mind, and his body weakens. Talion gets up on his feet again, taking a deep breath.
Fort Dawnguard
A Small squad of soldiers with modern armaments approaches the fort, several of them wounded with their injuries treated. There are a few tanks and armored vehicles, but all of them are damaged, and are situated outside the fort, due to terrain.
Oddly, a banner bearing the brand of the exalt flies above this group, although the banner seems to be made of different fabric than any of those present, other than the soldiers and maybe an Anna, would be used to. Some supply vehicles arrive as well, bearing the same brand on them.
A man in a suit riding a motorcycle leads the group, followed closely by a jeep with a rather finely armored young man sitting in the back, running maintenance on their rifle.
The man on the motorcycle, approaching the fort gates yells out, saying "I am Exalt Vincent the third of the Halidom of Ylisse, Descendant of the Hero King. I am aware that my ancestors have been present here. I wish to see if they are safe after the recent events in the arena."
Mar, in his seat, leaves the diplomacy to his brother.
Dawnguard Fort (or it was Fort Dawnguard?)
Nacho, Emi, and Carolina walk into the Fort. They came to visit their old friends, and to invite them to Belén's Baby Shower.
But... Their old friends weren't there.
What the Maria biscuits is happening here?
Three freaking ghosts!Fort Dawnguard
Thia's old buddy pal party member, Kiya Astorio, appears next.
"...!"
She seems excited, if in that eternally subdued way of hers.
Taro's next move is to raise his hand in Robbie's general direction and fire a "FIRE CHAKRA FLASHER!" while continuing to laugh like a lunatic, which, assuming it is dodged, splashes high into the air and all over the tournament stage like a tidal wave of liquid flame.
Kiya is also here in this other scene! Armor is good, yes. Yes.
She freezes up upon the group encountering the sentry. It's unlike anything she has experience with, a bizarre entity. Ms. Astorio can only think of one thing - magic, to cover her presence.
Basic illusion magic of this caliber is subtle and weak, so it shouldn't be too detrimental to those Important Numbers. Nevertheless, not a good first resort.
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Nagato waits, doing Absolutely Nothing. She's probably watching Iron Man in her head or something.
/\。。/\Intrigue Wilds
Fillia will turn around to see nothing less but the actual Eve, recognizable from all Eves by the magical power she passively emit, coming off her as slight distortions in the air and a general feeling of heat. Nidrugg the staff also float by, another "hint" at her being the original Eve. Although, she's decided to make things pretty easy for the demon by wearing what looks like a blue suit of armor, with her head peeking through it, since the helm is up.
As a suit in itself, the armor isn't anything like Powered Armor at all. It's simply blue plate armor, with hints of red to the side on the arms and shoulders. Unlike most armors though, it covers up everything, since, after all, Eve isn't quite constrained by the issues that would come with it, such as not moving her limbs well.
On top of Nidrugg though, Eve has what appears to be transparent little orbs on the armor's gloves, placed between the knuckles. Some don't glow at all, others are housing a sickly black smoke with purple floating spots, at least one is home to a wild fire, spiraling endlessly within its confine. She also has basically two enchanted swords by her side: the first is a small dagger, with a glowing green line running along its edge, the guard looking like the open maw of a snake, with the handle the "tail". The second sword is a conventional straightsword. There's nothing particularly special about it, except for the blade itself being slightly blue-ish in color. Eve's hand is particularly resting on the handle of said sword, somewhat lazily, but as a warning.
I take it you're chasing him too? Eve says, too focused on her tasks to be polite. Her eyes are normal, if focused, very focused.
Nautolan picture belongs to Bonesmarinated on twitterElimination Team
Sarah gets out and wisely doesn't approach the trap. She wonders why they're vague about saying what it does, but trust the experts on this and doesn't investigate further.
Instead, she sits down and wait, focusing her senses on her surroundings to hear, see or smell anything around her for literal miles. It could help her keep some insight on the other team until they go all in in their missions, but she also imagine it could help her warn the group should a third party or v102 herself approach.
Although...
I'm going to be using my senses to look around, and smell around, and hear around. Huh, I'll warn you guys if something approach, right? You probably have that covered but the more the merrier.
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Tager keeps up the pressure on the Data Monty he caught, throwing it into the air before clapping it with both arms!
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Unfortunately, only the Monty that Tager sucked out of the water was actually in reach, but between him and Fredbear, it ends up destroyed.
Armor: 1/20
As the team watches from their safe zone, the other five Data Montys erupt from the water and slam down one after another, making great tidal waves that encompass the respective radii that had been surrounding their reticles earlier.
And, after all this, the Montys merge back into one, hovering above the arena, with a fist ready to smash down.
"Oh no you don't!" Charlie snipes him with a bolt of dark Remnant, breaking his armor meter and sending him plummeting down. The waters dry up, the arena reverts to normal...
"Don't get cocky yet. All that you just went through was his opening attack. It may have been his strongest move, but he's only just started fighting!"
"Oh boy."
The True Battle Begins (Mustache Girl EX - A Hat In Time: Seal The Deal)
With this knowledge, Fallen Sunny wastes no time going apeshit on Data Monty for the brief moment he's prone, wedging his knife in between the plates of the data animatronic's leg and kicking the hilt to try and wrench a part off.
Robbie vs. Taro
"Ow! Ow! Hot!"
Robbie panics as the flames sear him, and runs around to extinguish himself. Eventually he just gives up and takes a swan dive into the torrential ocean below.
Despite being sucked into the Wash's whirlpool, he proceeds to fall out of the sky from above Taro, aiming to land on the evil Saiyan and drag him down to the ground. Not a slam or a falling punch, just bringing him down to equal elevation.
Wild Hunt
Toldor quietly nods. "Understood."
Ellder sighs. "One question, since I don't believe it was ever stated. Are the targets separate, or will we have to fight them all at once?"
Sanskrit
"Kali is the manifestation of rampant destruction," explains Shiva.
Parvati helps her husband to his feet and takes over speaking for herself. "When I become Kali, goddess of ultimate power, time, and destruction, everything and everyone is an equal enemy to me. I meet violence with more violence as the waters of nature boil. As you see me now, however, I am Parvati, goddess of power, harmony and motherhood."
With a wave of her hand, she resurrects the Sanskrit she had killed as Kali. "Creation and destruction are equals and opposites, and my being embodies both. Sometimes, one side takes over the other, and it falls to Shiva to correct that. What happened to you was a mistake - we gods are not perfect in our intentions and actions."
Tower
Sanaki quickly jumps onto Altina's shoulders. "Something's coming!"
"I can't be everywhere at once!" Altina stomps the ground, creating a shockwave that blows away the snow around herself and Sanaki, leaving no cover to tunnel through.
—
Meanwhile, Reyna studies the gift carefully.
"Whoa... It's a thing of beauty."
She looks up at Nakai as he explains his thought process, nodding along. "A reminder of humble beginnings... thanks, Nakai."
As she puts the glaive on her back, she pats her pockets awkwardly. "I didn't come prepared with any particular gifts, but I have something I can give you."
She pulls out a stone object
◊ (the thing strapped to the tip of the arrow in the picture) and, with the flip of a moving part, activates its blade.
◊
"An Ancient Dagger. It burns as good as a real blade cuts, and if you throw it really hard it can unleash an explosion of energy that just deletes stuff, but self-destructs in the process."
She switches it back off and offers it to Nakai.
Edited by KiriK on Dec 29th 2022 at 7:19:20 AM
"A wizard is never late, nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to."Reprium
Glebion just quietly took in the information and stared at her with his mouth hanging open. The former elite warrior quickly shut his mouth as he digested the new info, one piece at a time. "...they're all gone? King Vegeta? Our home planet?" Glebion quietly repeated it, a well of frustration boiling up in the pit of his stomach. He wants to say that Callis is lying, but he can think of no reason for her to do so.
The exiled Saiyan thought of many ways to humiliate the bastard in front of his own people and eliminate him for good. Hell, he even dreamed about the whole thing a few times, and they were damn good dreams. But now? He can't do that anymore, because this asshole called Frieza destroyed him along with the planet. Tsk, I thought I'd be more angry at the act itself, but I suppose it's inevitable. We couldn't have been the biggest fish in the universe.
Speaking of the planet, if it's destroyed, then he has nothing left but his little abode on Yagrid, and that's not a good place he wants to spend the rest of his life on. Glebion considered living on the planet the last surviving Saiyans are, but the thought of seeking refuge under someone is not something he can stomach at the moment. "My name's Glebion, former elite warrior, now an exile on Yagrid. What about you? How did you survive the destruction, and what is that thing on your head?"
Edited by cyzja922 on Dec 27th 2022 at 9:18:52 AM
As the 30 or so foot Starscourge General stood before the fort, he looked up at it, arms crossed.
Following just behind him was the one he had brought with him, the twelve foot Dragonslayer Ornstein.
◊ Clad in golden armor, the man did nothing yet besides stand still, meant to serve as an assurance of Radahn's army and might…Or what remained of it, at least.
Truth be told the general would have rathered to bring along Niall, his second in command, as he was far better at this diplomacy business. Unfortunately as fate would have it, one of the losses suffered at the hands of that terrible beast had been his other second in command, meaning Niall had to stay back at camp and look after the soldiers. Artorias and Ornstein could have done it, sure, but they had no leadership ability, and Niall was really the only one qualified to.
"Why have you brought me here, Seliph?" The man spoke, his voice and mannerisms much more solemn than usual as he was still reeling from his loss. In spite of this, he had already grown to see the knight as a valued ally, and was willing to follow him here without asking for elaboration.
With great power…you know the rest.Noah chuckles to himself.
"That's their hand? A slightly less decrepit-looking bear? The alligator has this in the bag for sure."
—
With the water dried up, Fredbear wastes no time in charging for the vulnerable Data Monty and attempts to... well, basically start beating the shit out of it as much as possible. With this Fredbear having the combined aggression of Cassidy and Evan, it's not a very pretty picture.
11/11
Edited by DevilPsyco on Dec 27th 2022 at 4:16:28 PM
In the year 202X, all is devastation... Soon, any last shred of hope had by the saintliest optimist shall die and decay.Callis scratches her head. "So, you see, I was on a mission for Frieza at the time..."
Deep within the League of Evil's lair, their shadowy master stirs.
"Talion yet resists my call. Reyes, go and help him along his journey."
"With pleasure."
Lourent
All of a sudden, the call of Sauron goes quiet.
A black cloud appears in front of Talion, from which emerges a person resembling a Nazgûl, but only based on his method of entry and black cloak. He wears a visible mask under his hood, his sleeves are rolled up, his torso is visible and clad in armor utterly foreign to Talion, and he wields a pair of shotguns.
"Sauron wants you," he says in a gravelly voice, "and I'm here to collect. You can do this the easy way, or I get to have some fun."
Seliph looks on. "I hoped you could find allies among the Shepherds, but something here seems different than normal."
—
Outside the Fort
Reyna gathers everyone outside (since Radahn won't fit indoors yet) and begins a speech from atop a pedestal.
"Those of you who knew this place before may remember who used to live here. They were the Shepherds, a group of warriors devoted to fighting the good fight. Now, though, everyone you all may have known as a Shepherd except me and Mordecai here is just gone. They vanished without a trace at the end of a harrowing battle."
"The Shepherds were the only coordinated group that stood up against the Loptyr Cult, a church worshipping an evil dragon whose spirit was sealed away in a tome. The cult uses Einherjar, spectral mimics of warriors summoned from cards that perfectly match their templates in body and mind - the Einherjar are people, most of them heroes, and the Loptyr Cult have them bound to serve by blood contracts in an attempt to kill all opposition.
"The Shepherds helped return many Einherjar cards to their rightful owner, and thwarted the Loptyr Cult at every turn. Without the Shepherds now, only a few uncoordinated folks could stand against them, and Loptyr could realistically win as a result."
She smacks her chest with her fist. "I want those of you who stand here today to say 'TO HELL WITH THAT'! We're going to form the Neo Shepherds, and carry on where our predecessors left off! We're going to return the remaining Einherjar to their cards, we're going to stop Loptyr from taking over the world, and WE WON'T LET ANY MORE OF OUR FRIENDS DIE IF WE CAN HELP IT! AND ANYTHING ELSE THAT PICKS A FIGHT WITH US IS GONNA REGRET IT!"
She pumps her fist in the air, and several of the others gathered (notably including Thia but not Kirrey) respond in kind.
Edited by KiriK on Dec 27th 2022 at 9:34:49 AM
"A wizard is never late, nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to."Hiding within the audience at the fort is a pair
◊ of mercenaries
◊, having been asked by their employers to check out this new group of mercenaries and see what they're about.
"Neo Shepherds?", one of them mutters.
"Well now, this may turn out to be a good thing.", a voice speaks to the two. This voice cannot be perceived by anyone other than them. "Will we head back now?"
"Not yet.", the other one mutters.
In the year 202X, all is devastation... Soon, any last shred of hope had by the saintliest optimist shall die and decay.Outside the Fort
Shroomish listens intently to what Reyna has to say, looking up from some isolated patch of ground. They unfortunately cannot see Reyna on account of Short and Lots Of People Around, but find her words very inspiring.
Upon that note, Shroomish decides that they are going to help however they can, even if that isn't likely much. What's a mushroom to do against a cult?
...Who knows!
Yatta!Unfortunately, Taro is no stranger to space shenanigans like that. His guard is not caught off.
He reaches out with GRAVITICS to try and take control of Robert's trajectory and sling him into the floor with a splat!
Kiya raises a fist. That all sounds fine and dandy. Good cause.
After a poke, her pseudodragon follows suit, raising its wings. Caw!
/\。。/\Reprium
The moment he heard those words, Glebion immediately moved in front of Callis in a burst of speed with his right fist raised. Without hesitation, he immediately threw a punch, intending to deck Callis in the face. The one thing he hates the most are traitors, and even if Callis did not participate in destroying the planet Vegeta, she still worked for the man who committed genocide on their race.
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Alt-Arena Chap.2
From within the vehicle, two individuals casually approached the group. The first
is a tall, slim woman with a perpetual smile on her face, wearing clothing that befits what you'd expect from a mountain climber. The only notable thing about her appearance is the silhouette of a Pokeball poking out from an edge of her cloak.
The second
is even taller, a man wearing something similar to a DAK greatcoat and a M43 officer's cap, with two pistols holstered on each side of his waist. Compared to his companion, the man hides his expressions under his constantly turned up neckguard.
"Salutations, good fellows! My name is... Well, you can just call me Xajna Aetae." The woman called out with a nearly saccharine voice. "I have heard that you need a bit of help apprehending a target, and so I volunteered. I even brought along one of my Helpers! Say hello to the team, Captain!" Xajna placed a hand on her companion's shoulder, with the latter just grunting out a greeting along with a quick nod.
"Don't mind him, he doesn't like to talk."
Edited by cyzja922 on Dec 27th 2022 at 9:19:25 AM
Alt Arena Chapter 2
Out comes Flint with his own partner and a floating gun drone, he felt towering over his partner by nature of being in combat armor... and because they are a geriatric old lady with too many rifles and LMG's strapped onto her back, Alda, who is busy lighting a cigar.
When Edmund introduces himself, the drone flies forward to introduce the group.
"Name's Grant; explosives specialist and the one remote controlling this thing. Flint's the one with the armor and is a crack shot. And... Granny's the u-"
"Alda, ol' gunman in the business for 'bout a century and a half!" She gets a closer look of Edmund and flirtatiously remarks My my you're quite the foxy one young man, I bet-" Before its cut off by Flint, who just wants to get to the point.
"What's our end of the bargain when this is done."
IT'S REAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL — Pantheon
The entire area engulfs in a mysterious mist as it transforms into a giant pirate ship a size so vast it practically looks like plank wood all over, with the Godseekers perched up on an impossibly high floating mast to watch directly from below.
An army of red begins to form from seemingly nothing in ethereal light around the fighters, all pirate themed with flintlocks, cutlasses, blunderbusses, and barrel armor with ship cannons and harpoon guns at the backlines ready to aim and fire. The one who leads this army none other than-
Blackbeard... Not from The One Piece, Pirates of The Caribbean, OP's own setting, nor Assassins Creed... No...
From Totally Accurate Battle Simulator, for a totally accurate battle experience!
All the pirates them collectively grunt, before figure suddenly bursts through the floor and far into the sky — taking Green with him — as he screams, "CHAARRRRGGGEEEE"
Every man for himself! The pirates begin to barrel roll, shoot, and rush forward, with Blackbeard leaping into the air and going for an AoE Ground slam towards the whole group!
Edited by BoniniBanana on Dec 27th 2022 at 11:59:39 PM
real

Floating City
The Odinsons wander through the Floating City, though Thor looks noticeably troubled.
"The gods of Egypt... Set was their responsibility. They should have been doing everything in their power to stop him the moment he returned. But what did they do instead? Nothing. While Set was wreaking havoc to his black heart's content, they saw fit to hide away in their decadent temples, either too craven or too uncaring to bother taking action. Even when his endgame threatened to cause annihilation on a scale undreamt of, not one Egyptian god so much as lifted a finger to combat him."
Loki shakes his head, trying his hardest to suppress a groan of annoyance. Even during the holidays, Thor was continuing to brood over... well, Loki still hadn't gotten him to talk about whatever mystery problem he was grappling with.
"Had they actually given a damn about their duty, Set would never have become such a massive thorn in this realm's side. By turning a blind eye to his reign, however, they've made it clear exactly what kind of gods they are: vain, cowardly, selfish, callous, willing to let others suffer and die if it means they alone can continue living in comfort and safety while clinging to power."
Loki raises a declarative finger, though Thor was looking away from him.
"Once again, it seems the God Butcher may have more of a point than I once thought..."
Finally, Loki clears his throat, successfully disrupting Thor's train of thought.
"You're doing it again, Thor. Come now, surely, you won't bring about Ragnarok by discussing whatever it is you're brooding about," the half-Jotun trickster says, offering his brother a good-natured smirk.
Thor blows out a lengthy sigh.
"It's complicated."
Loki's smirk widens into a wry smile.
"Remember who you're speaking to, brother. I might have a chance at uncomplicating this dilemma."
"I'll talk about what troubles me once I'm ready to talk about it, Loki," the god of thunder replies, allowing some annoyance to creep into his tone.
Loki raises his hands, though his smile never leaves his face.
"All right then, keep your secrets. Mark my words, though: eventually, you'll have to discuss these issues with someone."
Edited by IchigoMontoya on Dec 27th 2022 at 10:39:07 AM