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DevilPsyco from The Underworld (pretty deep down in the ground) Since: Jul, 2014 Relationship Status: In another castle
#398151: Aug 6th 2025 at 5:48:05 PM

Penelope's Castle

Penelope looks at Ez for a moment, then back at the servant.

   "Update the description to what she said. If you're not sure about any specific details, ask for Mal's recording."   

"Very well, your Highness. Only terminate if the fat squids are mechanical and have red eyes. We will ask if further details are necessary."

   "Very good. Let us go then."   

She follows Marbleyne now as she looks back at Mal and Ez.

   "Well of course. Those who threaten my guests or subjects are not welcome in my castle. Especially not if they're already the criminal kind. Kidnapping children... unforgivable."   

Her tone of voice rose a bit with that last word. It seems she really hates the thought of children being kidnapped.

   "Besides, the both of you were of great help to me. Without you who knows if I would've found this location. Who knows if I'd survived for long enough to find any location? That's why you can rest assured that you can count on me and my resources."   

"We have arrived at the garden."

Now this is probably a sight that will have Ez go even more wide-eyed than before. The garden is huge, more like the size of a farm acre. There's plants and trees everywhere, and servants working on cultivating and nurturing the growing food.

   "Thanks to the magic in this garden all of the food you see growing now will be all done and ready for eating. In here I can grow in a single day what would take a normal garden months."   , she says proudly.

   "I'll admit that I didn't immediately think of this idea, but about a week or so ago I realized that something like this would be necessary. So I used the largest single room in the castle and converted it to this."   

In the year 202X, all is devastation... Soon, any last shred of hope had by the saintliest optimist shall die and decay.
SacredSpirit123 Isengrim Heath-Stalker - Lupine Lawman from Jorrvaskr (Elder Troper) Relationship Status: THIS CONCEPT OF 'WUV' CONFUSES AND INFURIATES US!
Isengrim Heath-Stalker - Lupine Lawman
#398152: Aug 6th 2025 at 5:54:34 PM

Jorrvaskr

The cubs all gasp in surprise, exchanging a glance. Stela tilts her head.

"…so it would seem that the Omniverse, as Mister Shadow put it, contains Variants of far more than just Gods from each of our own worlds, and of you, yourself, hm?"

Sirius blinks, and looks to Thor, wagging his tail as he takes on a curious glint in his eye.

"What's this 'Vision' like? Are they powerful? And are they as nice as you?"

-

Hrimnir grins, and heads to the door, opening it. As he does, he gestures with his other hand, and a large, rippling portal of blue energy swirls into existence in front of him.

"Let us go! We shall show these fools what happens when you trifle with the heirs of the Allfathers! ONWARD!"

He charges into the portal with a mighty roar.

Beat

Isengrim blinks in tandem with Daimion.

   "…well, there he goes."   

"He has always had a flair for the dramatic…"

Isengrim nods to Sylvie.

   "I hope so, too. I can think of a few Planes that we could do without in our world, the Abyss - spawning ground of the Demons - being one of them, but a few bad apples shouldn't spoil the harvest, as they say."   


Utopia

Shadow and Neodyme brace through the second pillar's strike, and the brief breather allows Neodyme to raise a barrier of metal and energy around themself and Shadow to pad out the third, which nevertheless causes some more damage to Shadow's wings even as the tatters begin to heal. The pair watch in shock as Miquella No-Sells the Negative Energy Guardian's attack, and Shadow sighs, returning a reply to the Great Light.

   'I appreciate the compliment and vote of confidence, but circumstances aren't exactly ideal…my attention's been torn across the entire Arena lately. I've seen…so much death today, and there's been about three or four God-level threats that were neutralized in the Arena today alone, even before Utopia. On top of that, I have family present, so I've been fighting more on the defensive front than usual…I respect the honesty. By the way, now's obviously not the time, but when we get through this, there's, uh, some things I need to ask you and your family, so I hope you can hang around a while.'   

The two Aspects gasp in shock as Zero lunges at Miquella, making his last-ditch sacrifice, and exchange a glance, at a loss for words. Shadow growls, his eyes flaring a fiery, foreboding red, turning a ferocious glare at Miquella that radiates with a deep, personal level of hatred.

   "You…self-centered, conceited, God-blooded, brother-loving, hair-wearing, Light-corrupting, mind-controlling, emotion-discarding bastard!   

He downs his own flask of Sanguine to speed up his own healing, passing the excess energy into Neodyme through holding their hand, and when the power surge from Penelope comes in, the two take on a very flatly unamused look when they realize who's aiding them.

The pair stare in shock as Nymbulda's blasted by Miquella. Neodyme gives Shadow a pleading look, and he nods, causing Neodyme to teleport away.

Shadow then lunges at Miquella, Black Blade still engulfed in violet flames. He begins to bob and weave around Miquella at a breakneck pace, drowning him in a flurry of blows, aiming to juggle him in the air, leaving glowing violet cuts upon Miquella's body.

   "The Dark Quarter would be too good for you after what you've done. For my friends, for Zero, for Utopia, for everyone you and your followers have hurt in your mad quest for perfection…"   

He sheathes the Black Blade with an audible click.

   "…embrace eradication!"   

The slash marks erupt in fiery explosions in the order that he placed them, aiming to incinerate Miquella down to, and including, his very soul / Divine essence, intending to prevent any chance of his returning in any form in the future.

He stares in shock at Desgard's arrival, widening his eyes and actually jumping as the malicious spirits of some of the Arena's most wicked villains appear to take their own shots at Miquella. He winces as he watches Vezon, followed by a deeper wince as he notices Rico Sr.'s tailless state, feeling a deep personal connection to the vanquishing of those particular threats, one he's grown to be none too proud of.

Meanwhile, Neodyme appears in front of Nymbulda and those she was guarding, an expression of great alarm and concern evident in their eyes as they see her up close.

"Do not worry. Despite my looks, I am an exceptionally skilled healer with experience that spans across very many worlds, and I have treated just as many different types of beings across the Omniverse. Please, allow me to assist."

With a gesture, they warp in a mobile medical outpost around the group, and they take a flask of a softly glowing blue liquid from a shelf, presenting it to Nymbulda.

"You should drink this. It will ease your pain, which will help when I am working."

Should Nymbulda drink the potion, Neodyme's eyes will project a horizontal beam of light as they look her over, scanning her body for her current state, diagnosing her injuries.

"You have taken a startling amount of damage, and it was all in the name of protecting others…I have seen your selflessness. You are truly the most chivalrous of souls."

They raise one of their proxy's hands, which fluidly shifts, midway down the forearm, into a collection of medical instruments, and they tilt their head, giving Nymbulda a compassionate, questioning look.

"…may I?"

Nearby the Godbuster, a portal opens in midair, and Hrimnir comes barreling out of it like a Half-Giant cannonball, roaring a tremendous war-cry as he draws and hoists his broadswords skyward. As he does, a bolt of ice-blue lightning strikes, forking to contact both of them, energizing their runes and sending a surge of magical energy through Hrimnir's body. As the Half-Giant descends, his already-hulking frame begins to grow even larger, his body seeming to gain in muscle mass and definition as if he were carved from a solid glacier, taking on the imposing height of a full-blooded Frost Giant as he plummets, swords-first, toward the Godbuster, his eyes burning with a cold flame as his blades trail arcs of rime.

   "Mechanical Abomination! Your time of reckoning is now! In the name of Útgarðar, and of the great King Skrymir, BE CRUSHED BENEATH MY HEEL!"   

Edited by SacredSpirit123 on Aug 7th 2025 at 8:02:21 AM

"Life isn't a fairytale. There isn't always a 'Happily Ever After' waiting for you at the end of the road." ~ Isengrim Heath-Stalker
Bolded1 Fate, guide me from behind you!!!!!!!! Since: Mar, 2015
Fate, guide me
#398153: Aug 6th 2025 at 5:56:25 PM

Castle

Phew. She was... reasonable? He wasn't sure if the power had gone to her head or not but she was listening and not dismissing immediately like, say, a typical Jedi would so that was good. Ez, for her part, wasn't worried about Penelope turning out like that. She simply couldn't fathom someone who's kind to her being mean and evil, so it doesn't register.

At least they're safe from the Quintessons - Mal himself would take a few steps to ensure they'd be even safer but that was a start. He also thought of warning her about the Federation/Gjallahorn but decided not to yet. It'd be harder to justify hiding from them yet and it doesn't seem like they dwelled here. Or at least, they had their hands way too full to really be exploring, what's with fighting Neo-Zeon and all.

Still, kinda dorky to name your faction "Neo" anything. He'll have to ask Ez not to name her group the "Neo Jedi" or some... well it'd be her decision but he would hope he could teach her not to.

And as they reach the garden, Ez's squealing interrupts Mal's thoughts as she reach for the plants, Mal stopping her for now by gently lifting her up to see some bigger trees ahead, distracting Ez from her initial goal.

He did not want her to touch anything that could be poisonous - on one hand Penelope wouldn't have her plants out like that if they were, on the other her servants were golems. He did think about what she said though, and looked at Ez. Did you hear that Ez? We helped someone, so she helped us back.

does that mean that we love penelope

Mal smiled, hastily hiding his surprise. He glanced at Penelope - he'd almost forgotten she was... human. But in fairness, these past days, he'd gotten to see humans do a lot for him. So much so that he found himself hanging out with one without having any prejudice in his heart.

Oh, yeah, sorry. Ez is curious about... You know what, Ez? I'll let you ask.

Penelope? What is love to you? Ez said, approaching her, Mal quietly moving between her and a plant.

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DevilPsyco from The Underworld (pretty deep down in the ground) Since: Jul, 2014 Relationship Status: In another castle
#398154: Aug 6th 2025 at 6:13:17 PM

Penelope's Castle

Ez's first question to Mal surprises her. She's asking him if they love her? Well... she must be doing a good princess job if they've already made that much progress in just two meetings. Haha, surely they'll soon change their minds about not wanting to be her subjects then. If they love her, they'll definitely want to stay here-

But then Ez asks her second question, this one to Penelope herself. What she thinks love is?

   "Love?"   , she asks, sounding amused at first. But as soon as it seems like she's going to dismiss that as something funny or unimportant, she grows more quiet. Her gaze softens. And she sits down on the grass, inviting Ez and Mal to sit besides her if they so choose.

   "Love... love is like... safety. Happiness."   , she starts.    "Like knowing that at the end of the day, you can come back home, and there'll be someone there waiting for you who would give you the world if they could. Someone you look forward to seeing every day."   

She starts to smile a little. Her 'princess-like' tone of voice is gone, and she sounds so much more normal. Sincere.

   "They make you a meal you like because they know it'll make you smile. They play a game with you but they don't make it too hard for you to win because they like seeing your face light up. They teach you how to draw because they love seeing you express yourself. They read you your favorite book when they tuck you into bed because they know you'll have the happiest dreams because of it. They call you their little princess to make you feel special... they would do anything to make you happy... anything to keep you safe... anything to..."   

Suddenly she looks more troubled. Ez may not get it, but Mal should immediately recognize that she's suddenly remembering something troubling. ... no, more than troubling. Something awful.

And before anyone can say anything, she suddenly clenches her hands so hard that she accidentally crushes her handfan. Though that makes her snap out of it and look at it.

   "Oh... uh... I'll get that fixed."   , she says, surprisingly awkwardly, before suddenly smiling again and going back to her usual way of talking.

   "B-but anyhoo, that's what I think love is. I do hope that answer suffices, I'm not sure if I could really word it in another way."   

Edited by DevilPsyco on Aug 6th 2025 at 3:20:59 PM

In the year 202X, all is devastation... Soon, any last shred of hope had by the saintliest optimist shall die and decay.
Hotpizza (Searching for Spock)
#398155: Aug 6th 2025 at 6:39:09 PM

Reprium

"Oooh, a flower! And another, and-"

A soft humming may or may not be heard from behind the nearby trees. Before long, hopping into the vicinity is... a sheep? Well, she's covered in fluffy wool, plus a bell collar & bright red cloak. Even standing upright, she's barely 3 feet tall, and her tiny horns add nothing to her height. Sitting on her head is a vaguely crown-shaped blob of void, within which a red eye stares.

The sheep herself is also staring, her eyes moving from the freshly-picked flowers in her hand, to the scene before her.

She rubs her chin. Hmm.

Lamb tucks the flowers into her cloak, and holds the now-empty hand next to her 'crown'. The black void distorts itself as it leaps off her head, slipping into her palm and lengthening to a long thick rod. The far end of the rod reshapes itself once more, stretching to form the wicked-sharp blade of a one foot-wide axe.

Both her arms work to swing the hefty axe as she dashes up to one of the mercenaries, the edge rapidly approaching the enemy's back with great force...

Edited by Hotpizza on Sep 15th 2025 at 10:41:57 PM

SacredSpirit123 Isengrim Heath-Stalker - Lupine Lawman from Jorrvaskr (Elder Troper) Relationship Status: THIS CONCEPT OF 'WUV' CONFUSES AND INFURIATES US!
Isengrim Heath-Stalker - Lupine Lawman
#398156: Aug 7th 2025 at 6:25:56 AM

Lourent

Grymm, Lucien, and Ugo study the map, and Lucien takes the map, carefully rolling it and placing it in a scroll-case.

"You have our thanks."

Ugo clicks his bill, scrutinizing Hisoka.

   "…FuNnY-mAn NoT vErY fUnNy, BuT…aDmItTeDlY hElPfUl."   

Grymm smiles softly to Lucien, brushing his hood back and ruffling his hair.

   "Let's getcha' and the bird some sleep, a'right, kiddo'? I don't need it, meself, but I can tell ye do. I'll keep watch, make sure nothin' happens."   

The young Mage blinks at the suddenness of the gesture, though he cracks a small, yet clearly genuine smile as he gazes up at Grymm, taking his sleeve.

"That sounds…wonderful. Thank you, my friend."

Grymm hoists Lucien onto his back, and Ugo hops onto Grymm's shoulder. Lucien looks down at Hisoka, nodding respectfully.

"And thank you, for your…surprising hospitality."

Grymm gives Hisoka a respectful nod as well, and takes Lucien upstairs.

"Life isn't a fairytale. There isn't always a 'Happily Ever After' waiting for you at the end of the road." ~ Isengrim Heath-Stalker
engie Since: Jan, 2015 Relationship Status: [TOP SECRET]
#398157: Aug 7th 2025 at 6:44:43 AM

REMNANTS OF UTOPIA - DEICIDE - UTOPIA PLOTLINE

The abrupt end to the wheel of suffering is greatly appreciated by both Jack and Kuveli. The former managed to endure the first two shots just fine, though the emerald flame began to falter after the third, and he wasn't looking forward to the rest of that. As for the latter, she was already ragged from fighting Beelzebub earlier, so it only took two shots for her to be put in peril.

Once freed from the domain, it takes both of them a moment to register what happened. Other people already beat them to the goal of attacking Miquella post-domain shutdown. Jack remains still for a couple of seconds, then takes out a pocketknife and slashes across his own face, coughing a few times as the emerald flames recede and settle, returning himself to a more normal state. Even with his prior potent flame-based regenerative properties and a bit of help from the more healer-minded colleagues, he's a mess. Bleeding here and there in a few places, significantly charred, some internal components not entirely in working condition...

"...Whew. Might need a rest after that one."

He promptly falls over onto his back, not caring about the hardness of the ground beneath him as he lies there, breathing heavily as he takes time to adjust. As for Kuveli, she glances down at herself to check everything is still in place, then turns to watch the beatdown of Miquella. At least, she does for a while, then she remembers a couple of other important things. Her attention shifts first to Zero's lower legs, which can be seen lying on the ground nearby, having fallen over when they got detached.

...Her first instinct is to gesture in a way that mimics stifling one's laughter, then shifts to a brief salute before turning and watching the beatdown of Miquella again. At least, she's looking in that direction - in actuality, she recalls that Godwyn was still around somewhere, thus probably needs to be disassembled. Mostly for Uzi retrieval. Since she can't speak, she walks over to where Jack is resting and politely recruits him to do it for her, forming words out of red bubble streams to help prompt him. Something to the effect of...

UZI

NEEDS

SAVING

"...I'm tired, can that wait-" Kuveli kicks Jack in the head. "Okay fine, help me up then."

Thusly, once the rest of the group are done with their various smackdowns of Miquella, Kuveli walks over to join them, carrying Jack via her hands positioned under his armpits, and clearly having little care for his dignity. Once someone checks in on him, he sighs in the manner someone would if they expected to be made fun of, then gets to the point as quickly as he can.

"Red gal here can't speak all that well, but I can, so, question. How are y'all gonna get Uzi back from... what was his name now, Hamon or Goldwind or something? Those don't sound right but fuck, my head hurts... She's not just conveniently going to pop out of him on her own, right?"

The fact that only 140 characters are allowed here is honestly so disappointing to me.
ISZATSO The Web-Slinger from Queens Since: Apr, 2020 Relationship Status: All is for my lord
The Web-Slinger
#398158: Aug 7th 2025 at 8:21:34 AM

As the dam broke, Captain America keeled over at last with a grunt. He took a heavy gulp of air and observed the battlefield for the wounded that needed aid, staggering over to Nymbulda. Rogers crouched besides Casper and, retrieving bandages from the belt at his waist, did what he could to staunch the bleeding.

Lorelai, elsewhile, was being…decidedly less helpful. When the domain fell she remained in the same spot on the ground, only ceased in her thrashing. A loud and long groan filled the air around her.

And as for Nero, who pushed himself off the ground through not only some good old masculine grit but the hate in his heart for the golden toothpick that now lay helpless before them all, extended his Devil Bringer at Miquella. Spectral wisps of blue wound around the demigod’s form as the others dishes out their own punishment, and squeezed.

With great power…you know the rest.
DevilPsyco from The Underworld (pretty deep down in the ground) Since: Jul, 2014 Relationship Status: In another castle
#398159: Aug 7th 2025 at 10:04:23 AM

Lourent

   "I'll be moving on to other parts of the Arena soon. But I suppose I can help keep watch until I do~"   , Hisoka chuckles. He then glances up at Lucien.

   "No problem."   

This'd leave Grymm alone with Hisoka for a while, but then again, Grymm can't die, so Hisoka can't really try anything even if he wants to.

In the year 202X, all is devastation... Soon, any last shred of hope had by the saintliest optimist shall die and decay.
SacredSpirit123 Isengrim Heath-Stalker - Lupine Lawman from Jorrvaskr (Elder Troper) Relationship Status: THIS CONCEPT OF 'WUV' CONFUSES AND INFURIATES US!
Isengrim Heath-Stalker - Lupine Lawman
#398160: Aug 7th 2025 at 10:35:32 AM

Lourent

When Grymm returns downstairs, he blinks, and gives Hisoka a curious look.

   "…so, obviously we didn't get off on the right foot, what with me havin' to fightcha' that time, and ye givin' me the closest shave I've ever 'ad…but…seein' as yer not runnin' with the wrong folks now, at the very least…is there any more advice ye'd be willin' ta' give us? Or is that somethin' we'd 'ave ta' pay for, again?"   

"Life isn't a fairytale. There isn't always a 'Happily Ever After' waiting for you at the end of the road." ~ Isengrim Heath-Stalker
DevilPsyco from The Underworld (pretty deep down in the ground) Since: Jul, 2014 Relationship Status: In another castle
#398161: Aug 7th 2025 at 10:44:32 AM

Lourent

   "Hmmmmm... you may have to fight Vincent for a while first. But once he's tired out you'll be able to talk to him."   

He smirks.

   "You can't die, so you should be fine."   

In the year 202X, all is devastation... Soon, any last shred of hope had by the saintliest optimist shall die and decay.
BoniniBanana Fortunate Sun I from real Since: Aug, 2021 Relationship Status: RelationshipOutOfBoundsException: 1
Fortunate Sun I
#398162: Aug 7th 2025 at 10:45:49 AM

UTOPIA

The Star Generator manages to outlast the Domain. It immediately shuts power out the second its done but in that short timespan between on and off it's produced enough power to alert everyone in its world of origin to its exact location. The two separate again, William's injuries now absent whilst Marvin floats behind him buck naked, totally damaged but rapidly regenerating.

And one last thing...

He teleports in front of Miquella amidst everyone else's actions.

"I don't like taking credit!"

   FUCK 'EM UP NOW   

And jams a supercharged form of the Hand of Malenia into him before jumping back. It shines a massive bright light and holds an ever-growing limitless supply of power. It looks like a sliver of hope to maybe regain—

A massive shadow instantly appears above the entire district, blotting out the sun. The hull of the Empyrreich's Patrol Vessel. Littered with barnacles upon barnacles. Yet they look melded to the ship.

captain everglade. authorization to use orbital bombardment in neutralizing the target. effective: now.

A spotlight appears above Miquella, extracting the blade's power in an instant and redirecting it to all those particle cannons. They all begin raining down on the downed God. Wherever he is, the earth is excavated in the wake of the bombardment. All those beams illuminate the sky. The sheer energy substituting the daylight that the vessel robbed from view.

Edited by BoniniBanana on Aug 8th 2025 at 2:40:13 AM

real
SacredSpirit123 Isengrim Heath-Stalker - Lupine Lawman from Jorrvaskr (Elder Troper) Relationship Status: THIS CONCEPT OF 'WUV' CONFUSES AND INFURIATES US!
Isengrim Heath-Stalker - Lupine Lawman
#398163: Aug 7th 2025 at 11:08:34 AM

Lourent

Grymm gives Hisoka an unamused look.

   "…didn't expect anythin' different. But thanks. I'll have t' do most of the fightin', probably, 'cause poor Luce really is in a bad way…"   

His gaze softens, and he shakes his head.

   "…I'm real worried about the kiddo'…'e and I've talked about each other's curses, an' 'ow, while my only chance at liftin' mine is dead and gone, there's still hope fer 'is, but…'e's just gettin' a little weaker an' weaker every day. I think the both of us know somethin's gone very wrong inside 'im, and th' bird definitely knows, too. Clever bird, that one. I can see why Luce made 'im 'is Familiar."   

He sighs, brushing a bit of dust off of his cloak.

   "I just wish there was more I could do in this situation…I've…grown fond of the little guy. 'e's like family to me…almost like the son I never 'ad. An' 'e cares for me, too. Whenever I have me madder moments, 'e's there t' 'elp bring me back down t' Earth. I don't know what I'd do without 'im…"   

Edited by SacredSpirit123 on Aug 7th 2025 at 1:11:45 PM

"Life isn't a fairytale. There isn't always a 'Happily Ever After' waiting for you at the end of the road." ~ Isengrim Heath-Stalker
DevilPsyco from The Underworld (pretty deep down in the ground) Since: Jul, 2014 Relationship Status: In another castle
#398164: Aug 7th 2025 at 11:27:08 AM

Lourent

Hisoka's not exactly the right person to have a meaningful conversation with about being worried for someone else's state. Hisoka has probably never had anyone in his life who he felt this kind of kinship towards, the kind that Grymm feels towards Lucien.

Maybe Hisoka wouldn't be able to feel that even if he genuinely tried.

As such he stays silent. But his eyes are on Grymm, letting him know without words that he is paying attention to what's being said.

In the year 202X, all is devastation... Soon, any last shred of hope had by the saintliest optimist shall die and decay.
Bolded1 Fate, guide me from behind you!!!!!!!! Since: Mar, 2015
Fate, guide me
#398165: Aug 7th 2025 at 11:52:59 AM

UTOPIA

A god's trashing

Miquella's eyes wideen as he observes what's coming for him - a dozen angry, very angry, very very angry people preparing themselves to give him the beating of a lifetime. He try to see what he can do - teleport? With N having thrown him, his focus is ruined. Uses his Domain? The dog had stolen it. Fight back conventionally? Miquella raises his hand but Nero's Devil Bringer grabs him, crushing his arms as Miquella screams and get impaled on the hand of Malenia, though he's then shot in the head and immediately lurch back, a look of shock on his face as his golden crown is snapped in half.

Fight back with Godwyn?! No! He's immobilized!

Call upon Batman and Beelzebub?! No! They're unable to be used!

Call his allies?! No! They've been caught by his Domain too!

Fire the Godbuster? He doesn't have time.

And as Miquella try thinking of something else, it all happens to him at once. The venerable God get brutally trashed about by attacks so numerous and brutal that I can't describe them all in time - he's shot, burned, stabbed, orbital-blasted, sliced, diced, punched again and through all of this, Miquella is powerless to resist, even as his body try to recover, even it can't keep up with the sheer quantity of damage that's been dished out by God-slaying weapons, and he's torn apart from all sides, his face contorting in furious anger as devastating weaponry assails him from all sides.

His face and body are cratered, his limbs severed, his eyes plucked, his stomach pierced, his neck broken, his forehead split apart, his lungs eviscerated. Figuratively, he doesn't need those, but it kinda hurt when Galvadoll punch him and he sees pieces of divine bones fly out of his body.

But he lasts just long enough to see some hope - his allies have emerged from the Domain too, and as they converge upon him, he sees an opportunity to-

   YOU WOULD TRY TO OVERRIDE ME?!    King Sukuna, Sarah, Rainmaker, Beerus and D launch attacks upon attacks, each taking considerable chunks out of Miquella as the orbital bombardment from the Empyrreich continues. Miquella soon begins to realize something terrifying to any god - he was not, in fact, endless. He was not, in fact, all-powerful. And even as considerably powerful as he was, his hubris had made him pick a fight with an enemy he couldn't overcome despite this.

No, not an enemy, enemies. The Mad Arena, the regular Arena, UTOPIA, countless worlds had united to repel him and reject his philosophy. He hadn't lost to a singular mighty foe - his mad light had been dispelled by a collective of lower beings, and that realization was more devastating than if he had simply lost to a fellow god. For he could see that his future subjects had seen everything and had, in the end, entirely refused to follow him into his light.

Why?! Why?! He had seen so many things, so many dangers had been put to rest - he and the Godbuster would have spared the world from so many dangerous and tragic inevitabilities! And with him gone -

But as Miquella floated, his expression relaxed into a blank slate. Fine, he thought. Let them deal with the consequences of their actions, the most immediate of which would happen as Miquella was completly engulfed by Gaikarmog, his crushed, splintered, devastated body splintering into light fragments that turned grey, swirling like ashes in the sky. And as it did, so did Godwyn, standing still as he began to disintegrate into nothing, almost as a taunting reply to Jack's words.

No! Uzi! No! N says, rushing over to Godwyn's side.

Our lives... I had woven a bond between us.

Miquella's voice echoes from nowhere, his voice back to being quiet, but seething slightly beneath all the orderly luster.

O warriors of chaos and darkness... You who have chosen to struggle unto adversity...

'Tis but the most immediate punishment for you.....

For rejecting.... a God's will........

Miquella laughs a little, his voice ethereal, then he groans before seemingly passing on for good, Godwyn exploding into white ashes, leaving absolutely nothing behind as Uzi and the Absolute Solver within him are erased entirely, the ashen remains of Uzi sweeping over around N as a sort of last farewell before she passes on, her and Miquella's ashes sweeping unto the ruined battlefield that was UTOPIA, a better city, now reduced to a wasteland.

N sits unto his knees, sighing despondently as Iron Man and Waller both stand firm, deciding they can't do that given that they had done too much damage to collapse by this point.

Below, the Godbuster screech and explode as a towering warrior crash into it. To be more correct, unless he can grow to enormous size truly matching that of Olympus Mons, it'd be more accurate to say he sever it. But he still absolutely destroy it beyond repair either way, the abomination groaning as it gets splattered into several bits, shrapnel scattering all over the Astral Sea, although most of its mass is still absolutely annihilated by Hrimnir.

The light truly dissipates - and as Gaikarmog speaks to N, he look up and smile at a being he thought would have been an enemy.

... Hydraxon? We... we put the thingie unto a beach near where we emerged from the sea. I can try to... show you where? I don't have much to do at the moment... N says, sounding tired, but at the same thing also sounding like he doesn't want to dwell unto what happened right now. As for Iron Man and Waller, as several pairs of eyes fall upon them, they nod.

The world's smartest man and I couldn't see any of this coming. Talk about a fraud. Tony mutters.

Just because it failed doesn't mean we can't try again. Waller looks at Sarah as she glares at her, making the larger woman sweat a little. Without the Godbuster... We worried so much about the danger coming in from outside that we turned a blind eye to the problems within us.

But what's the point? Can we even talk about rebuilding in the middle of all of this?

Utopias are inherently impossible. There can't exist a world where everyone is happy, safe and content. It doesn't mean that we didn't do a good thing for a while - and that we can't still do good. We just need to... embrace the fact that bad things can happen anyway. Waller replies, shrugging lightly at her almost humanist discourse. ... But I'd rather not try to get to work right away again. We're going to have to deal with helping the people who were here, give them new homes and try to convince them to trust us again. That, and the gods who are going to likely show up in droves here to see what that was about.

You almost sound like Bruce... When he was pretending to be Bruce.

Batman was a hero, once.

The Emperor mentally coughs, putting his hands behind his back.

   I do not do charity work. I expect to get something in return for all the troubles your machinations have put me through.   

... us through. Kiryu corrects, though the Emperor ignores him. The Ilithid stood tall even amongst gods, some of whom might find his very existence off-putting. As far as he was concerned, he had saved everyone's ass. With a dog. Whom he turns to. And everyone else, too.

   Thank you for your assistance, canine. You know, in a different life, I once had a pet much like you... How short yet meaningful your existences are.   

Sion leaves. He doesn't see fit to take his saber back when the gods are around. King Sukuna likewise teleports off, along with Rainmaker.

And elsewhere...

??- The Arena

Adamas crawls through the sewers of Hub Centralis, his lower half hastily remade, his body still exhibiting damage from the fight he's been through. With the chaos of Miquella's Return, slipping out of UTOPIA had been relatively easy - "relatively" because he was still a upper body floating around at this point. As the grime and decay hang unto his coat, Adamas clutch the side of his head.

It's all gone to hell in a handbasket huh... Fuck Beelzebub, I'm returning to Helheim.

   I don't think so.   

Adamas blinks and his body seize up, his eyes lightning up with a familiar golden pattern as he stabs a hand through the closest wall next to him, still slipping forward as his claw proves too sharp for the stone to be of any help to him. And as his body seizes up, a malevolent will speak up, forcing Adamas's body to pick itself up back on its two feet.

   Hah... Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha! Uzi is dead, but the Absolute Solver lives on!   

Indeed you have.

Adamasbolute Solver blinks, and turns around to see a shape in the shadows. It looms largely over it, with one arm longer than the other, a bulbous head and pinprick eyes made out of golden light that isn't actually golden - different from Miquella's. Dimmer. And as it blinks, Adamasbolute Solver's very nature allows it to guess what the thing standing before it is.

And it recoils.

The whims above can truly be so cruel...

UTOPIA - END

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KiriK The Grey Pilgrim from across time and space Since: Mar, 2015 Relationship Status: Singularity
The Grey Pilgrim
#398166: Aug 7th 2025 at 12:03:24 PM

Perfect Nazo Unleashed

Previous

Perfect Nazo seems more irritated by the storm than actually harmed, trapped in it though he is.

   "Rrrrrrrgh...!"    He lets out a rising growl, then with a    "HA!"    he releases a Sphere of Destruction from his body like a Super Explosive Wave. He would tell you it's not Chaos Blast, but it's pretty much Chaos Blast.

With the slight wrinkle that it keeps expanding further and further, engulfing more and more of the terrain. The walls put up by Saint Nicholas will become a detriment to him and Sans as the blast fills the entire enclosed space.


Road to Minira

   "Hoooo..."   

Niko lies down in the grass as natural sunlight returns with Libra's artificial night banished.

   "You're...welcome,"    they say to Glint.

Hachi blushes back at Glint, taking a startled step back. "H-hey now..."

...

Time passes. The true night falls, and the group finally arrive in Minira. It's a quaint medieval city. Lights are on in the buildings, but it's mostly vacant outside.

   "I guess...this is where we split up?"   

Hachi tilts her head. "Maybe not just yet. It would be a good idea to find a place to stay the night, and I doubt you have money to pay for lodging."

   "True..."   

  • Split up and explore
  • Find a bed


Convergence at the Space Fortress

Volcras hurries in after Filia and takes a seat. Only, instead of a chair, he flaps his wings and comes to rest on top of a bookshelf overlooking the table, swinging his legs idly as he runs a stony finger through his hair. He's just being silly.


UTOPIA

   "..."   

Zenos, Sephiroth, and Seven all let out a collective sigh. Satisfaction, relief, exhaustion.

   "I would resume our battle,"    Zenos says, smiling,    "but...alas, we all are spent. However, I will call upon you to finish this one day."   

Sephiroth's arms go limp, dropping his sword, which dissolves into energy. He looks up at the sky. "Soon..."

Seven shuffles his way over to N and tries to give him a consolatory pat on the shoulder. Unfortunately, N's body is extremely hot, so Seven immediately recoils from the touch.

Ainz has held on to Bruce Wayne's corpse.    "I will actually be taking him, if no one objects."   

Edited by KiriK on Aug 7th 2025 at 3:41:21 AM

"A wizard is never late, nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to."
ArbiterOfTheBog Parasmagate from The Mortal Realms Since: Feb, 2022 Relationship Status: Cast away
Parasmagate
#398167: Aug 7th 2025 at 12:06:06 PM

O Listener Mine


Gaikarmog appeared before Doll, N, Galvadoll, Sephiroth, and William. Splayed hairs from his mane billowed in the wind. His eyes locked on the four, at first imposing, but as they drifted to the others, it went from predatory, to analytical.


Miqeulla's will was great, among the others at his side. As I parasitized off this world I found the sickness growing. His will was not always so brutal, so cruel. But all Gods are idiots once they ascertain their power and authority, represents wisdom.

Why I stand now is because of your own will. Your collective efforts, once chaotic and at times naïve... Once unified by your own choice, outshined his. The fate of gods is that pendulum... and though this world falls... yours will stand strong. Should you learn the lesson.


Gaikarmog focused on N, the Anzii's body slowly rebuilding itself from the carnage, idly beholding the man. As he tied his mane down, he let out a far gentler cadence.


As for you. Uzi's wish, was worded poignantly in ways she herself quite didn't understand. Her last wish, the most cunning of all-

For you, to live. She's going to live forever in you, as long as their be sky and sea.

Never forget, she'll always love you, and she'll never stop. She'll always be there, even when you can't speak with her. That was her wish. And it has been forever granted.


Not even letting N get a word in, the Anzii slithered towards William, staring them down intensely. Pentagram-shaped pupils widening as they took in all the boy had to offer in appearance.


You would make a great Anzii. Travel the railroads, or where the roads cross. So we can talk. Someone who shines so bright shouldn't be afraid of such a spark. I remember your home... the coastal hillside, the quiet nights, the scent of bread...

Or perhaps... that dream was your cage. But it makes a better cage than rotting within a star. You'll have many teachers... so don't feel shy asking, O' Listener Of Mine...


Lazily, he turned to the other three, and let out a long, drawn out sigh. The sound reverberate through throat and out his maw as a rolling thunder, intrigue turning into decade skepticism.


You three just need to make friends. Especially you, Galvadoll. You shine brighter when you are both one's sight... and one's blade. But no wishes could fix that up for you... that, is all on you.


That's when the Anzii began to... grin. Quite a strange looking one. Crawling backwards onto space that did not exist, it initially seemed like he was staring down at them from a spider atop a wall. Even the way he moced was more insectoid, as his back feet began to tear at the fabric of space, creating an incision.


But no wish is free. Desires come at a price, and just like many of you... facing futile extinction or chance... I too take chance. And when your bones grow soft and your light glows dim, what will you wish for?

Miquella dies... and you still crawl on the outer rim, denying extinction. Still alive.


The incision in space time became more a great tear, rhe entrance of some cosmic burrow into unknowable white noise. In which, he began to sink further into.

Though now he pointed to the stars-


Stare into the void. Can you feel the shiver, running up and down your spine? We're still alive.

When the sky greets you, close your eyes, say the word, and let the darkness guide your way.

That is the price you will have to face for destroying a pantheon gilded into prime existence. Entrust me... no wish will save you. But behold that great design, O Listener Mine.


Gaikarmog sunk into the ether, his voice leaving everyone on one final thought:


Keep crawling.

Awawa
shroobot3000 Witch of Scarlet Dreams from Behind you Since: Apr, 2014 Relationship Status: You can be my wingman any time
Witch of Scarlet Dreams
#398168: Aug 7th 2025 at 12:28:35 PM

UTOPIA - THE END

Galvadoll helps Doll up and gives her a bit of a charge as Miquella disintegrates. She's about to lay out a taunting remark to the dying god when Godwyn (and more importantly, Uzi) starts disintegrating too. Both of them look at it happen with widened optics, unable to stop it and while Doll hesitates before approaching N and... reluctantly hugging him.

Galvadoll's optic shifts to Beelzebub and flashes red. Before she zooms up to him near Casper and... kicks him in the crotch. Hard. She then glares at Casper.

   "I got the memo about you reforming this Сволочь."    she growled out.    "Make sure it sticks or I'm going to enjoy ripping him apart. Slowly. For this being his fault."   

She then sulked away. Just in time for Gaikarmog to speak to her. She simply sighed, uncharacteristically unmanic.

   "It tends to go poorly when I try to make friends, as today illustrates."    she mutters as she sits down on the ground. After some silence she also glares at Waller.

   "Some kind of reward would help even out my increasing bloodthirst, yeah."    She says.

Killer Moth in the meantime is finally getting back on his feet. And does a doubletake on seeing Amanda freaking Waller.

Edited by shroobot3000 on Aug 7th 2025 at 10:29:39 PM

"That was a pointless encounter with a pointless person."
DevilPsyco from The Underworld (pretty deep down in the ground) Since: Jul, 2014 Relationship Status: In another castle
#398169: Aug 7th 2025 at 1:23:53 PM

UTOPIA

It's...

over.

Miquella is gone. His servants vanquished. His soldiers having regained their free will. Most are quiet at first. And this silence seems to calm the Divine Guardian of Negative Energy for a moment... before it slowly turns to look at everyone else. It growls for a moment, indicating that them fighting together was not out of a sudden change of heart. It's still angry. Still awake. Still-

But then it calms a bit more as Mara uses her powers, casting an illusion around it. Not one of sight, but of sound. Of music. Calming, beautiful, ethereal music that seems to partly pacify the guardian, at least enough for it to stop being hostile.

"Lead it back to the coffin.", Plato says to Mara. "Once in there it won't hear anything and be able to fall asleep again."

   "Sure thing, Uncle."   , Mara says, moving backwards as the guardian follows her to keep following the music. Okay... crisis averted. She doesn't really seem all too eager to talk to anyone else right now. Maybe she's exhausted. Maybe she doesn't want to start anything right now. Maybe she was even taken aback by seeing Shadow snap for a moment. Who knows? Either way, she's just focusing on getting the guardian back to its coffin now.

As Mara works on that, Plato turns to Waller and Stark, now approaching them. His expression is not a happy one, not in the slightest. Once near them, towering over them, he leans forward a bit and looks down at them.

"What you do with your worlds is your business. However, if you falter and create such a weapon again, and if it is ever aimed at any of our worlds unless we ask for you to do so in case of an emergency..."

He narrows his eyes.

"The consequences will be more severe than you can imagine. I hope I've made myself clear, mortals."

He doesn't wait for a response, turning around and walking back to Mara. He's said his thing, given them a warning. They get a second chance. They will not get a third. Let's hope they choose to take it.

Fate descends again, simply looking at his fist in complete silence. The Great Light now stands near him as the mist above forms into Desgard and descends as well. The souls she had summoned had already returned to the Nothingness.

"What... do we do about this?", the Great Light asks while looking at Utopia. Plato walks past them on his way back to Mara.

"Nothing. The conflict is resolved. We return to our worlds as we should."

"Hm... oh, wait, hold on, Shadow told me he hoped to talk to us."

"Shadow?", Plato asks, then looking in his direction for a moment. A small pause, then he gestures to the portal.

"Alright then, but we do so back in the Arena. Not here.", Plato says, after which he continues walking. The Great Light gestures to the Aspects that they can talk in the Arena, after which they, Desgard and Fate follow Mara and Plato back to the portal.

-

Hydraxon approaches N, crouching next to him, still giving enough space to anyone else who wants to comfort N. He's about to say that N doesn't have to do that. If they left it out in the open and Hydraxon hadn't noticed it upon emerging from the ocean, then it means it's already too late. There would be no real point in trying to find it anymore.

But he can read the young robot well enough now to realize.

"... You must be exhausted.", he says, despite looking badly damaged himself. "If you want to, I'll carry you."

Aside from that badge, which doesn't matter too much now, there wasn't really any reward Hydraxon wanted for this. As such he doesn't speak up once some other people start talking about being rewarded for their services.

-

The Roaring Knight descends to the ground, looking somewhat unstable. The Annoying Dog yips something at it and it turns into a sphere, flying back out of Utopia and into the Arena.

... let's, uh, hope that won't become a problem later.

The Annoying Dog starts to walk off too, but given that it's a tiny dog, there's more than enough time for anyone to grab its attention if they don't want it to leave yet.

-

Satani lets out a breath of relief before he starts to glow, vanishing into light particles and leaving behind Andras' body, which falls to the ground. He looks hurt. Burned. Generally in an awful, worrying state.

But... thanks to all the ally buffs and heals that had happened over the course of this battle... he lives. Barely, but he lives. So he opens his eyes, laying on the ground and just... resting there for a bit.

"Agh... actually kinda thought that'd be it for me. Feeling grateful... and also awkward...", he mumbles to himself.

-

Omagi is already back at the portal, just walking through without looking back. They still view their now former allies as potential threats, so they're planning on making their way back to the forest to go back into hiding.

Something that lanky dark guy had told him sticks to him though. He's had 'experience with their kind'? So he's met other Mirages before?

... this is something to look into. ... Later. When there's not as many people around.

-

Ovarr approaches Sarah now.

"Are you alright?", he asks. He realizes that he'd joined in late, probably didn't contribute too much. But Sarah's clearly been here longer, so he's somewhat worried for her. Of course he doesn't know the circumstances of why Sarah had been here earlier.

Iris flies into Utopia through the portal, ready to-

... oh. Huh... everything's quiet.

"... wait did I hesitate too much? Is it over?"

"Yep. Welcome to the late squad. Members so far: you and me.", Ovarr grins at her. Iris groans for a moment, though is admittedly relieved that things seemed to have ended mostly well.

-

Umbra stops moving, the suddenness almost sending Botar flying.

"The battle has ended? Then are we still necessary?", Umbra asks.

"There may be people buried under rubble, and some may still need some evacuation for safety.", Botar responds.

"So I'll keep moving. Understood."

-

And lastly... the person who had been hiding out, observing them, who sent that helicopter to help earlier...

"Even though I was on the sidelines, I can't believe I survived all that shit."

The woman stands closest to Jason, who may turn to look at her.

"Здравствуйте, Bat boy.", Yelena Belova says. "Are you free to get a drink after this? Because after all of this, you're probably gonna need it."


Perfect Nazo Unleashed

Saint Nicholas tries to keep up the barriers of light, but he can tell that this isn't going to end well for him or his skeletal ally. Not if he keeps doing this.

...

He hates to admit it, but there's really only one course of action right now that would result in them surviving, though it's a risky one.

"Hold ut, venn." (Hold on, friend.)

With that he backs off a bit, lets his footing become looser. The barrier holds, but because of his movements, Saint Nicholas does not. While the shield will still protect both him and sans, the power of Perfect Nazo's attack will completely blow them out of the battle arena, making them disappear from sight.

"Resten er opp til dem..." (The rest is up to them...)


Road to Minira

Yeah, given what can happen in this place, the Player doesn't think it can be all too safe to move at night. Hell, it's already not very safe to move during the day.

  • Find a bed

In the year 202X, all is devastation... Soon, any last shred of hope had by the saintliest optimist shall die and decay.
KiriK The Grey Pilgrim from across time and space Since: Mar, 2015 Relationship Status: Singularity
The Grey Pilgrim
#398170: Aug 7th 2025 at 1:25:31 PM

Minira

   "Yeah, let's find somewhere to sleep."   

Hachi nods. "You heard 'em."

"A wizard is never late, nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to."
Bolded1 Fate, guide me from behind you!!!!!!!! Since: Mar, 2015
Fate, guide me
#398171: Aug 7th 2025 at 1:42:18 PM

The Bar

Adam sits, arms and legs crossed as he waits, smiling but also wanting to go right away. He was the impatient kind.

We have a powerful crew to attack this devil with! Your charisma is potent, Raex!

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shroobot3000 Witch of Scarlet Dreams from Behind you Since: Apr, 2014 Relationship Status: You can be my wingman any time
Witch of Scarlet Dreams
#398172: Aug 7th 2025 at 1:49:30 PM

Waiapolo Mountains

"Waiapolo Mountains" (Extended) - Ace Combat 7

The Waiapolo Mountains. A mountain range located in central Usea, between Bulgurdarest and the Los Canas region. A scenic looking place with snow covered peaks and lots of cloud cover between said peaks. It made for plentiful ways to break visual contact with someone.

Which was both good and bad for those presently fighting there.

"Shiiiiiiiit!" shouted out a masculine voice as a Union Realdo burst through the cloud cover and down below to a small valley between the peaks. The mobile suit stumbled as the pilot recovered only to just barely avoid a pink beam from vaporizing the cockpit. An Anksha appeared from the same direction of the beam, aiming its beam rifles. The Realdo fought back with fire from its linear rifle, scoring some hits as they danced through the air. The Anksha gained the upper hand though and blasted a hole through the Realdo's torso, causing it to explode... and vanish into data.

"Damn it! Guys they got me!" the Realdo pilot groaned to his teammates over voice chat as his Realdo reappeared in the team's "base" on one of the mountains. A timer indicated how long it had to wait before being allowed to move again. For this was no "real" fight but rather, a simulated one inside Gunpla Battle Nexus Online!

Their base was a small helipad of sorts. The enemy's was a satellite link station a few peaks away. The objective was simple. Enter the enemy base, steal their flag and make it back to theirs.

The complication was the fact this was a Random Battle, meaning nobody on either team has really fought together before. Meaning it was a bunch of lone wolves getting into fights like the Realdo pilot just now.

"I saw." replied a flat tone. The Realdo pilot inside the machine seemed to be a LARPer of sorts, what with this avatar using a Union uniform to match his machine. He also seemed incensed by that statement.

"Then why didn't you help me!?" he shouted.

"I couldn't get a clear shot." said the flat voice, who was some mousy looking teen dressed up like some spec ops soldier. Piloting a GM Sniper II, which was sitting on a mountain side between trees and staring at some thick fog he couldn't get good readings through. "Blegh. This map sucks for my machine."

The Anksha then peeked out of the clouds and got instantly sniped by him.

"That's nice but can someone help me!?" shouted a more panicked voice over chat. This one belonged to a girl piloting a SD Knight Gundam. Said SD's eyes looked wide as it raised a shield to barely deflect a beam blast. "I feel like the only one playing the objective here!"

She was running down a mountainside with an orange flag in hand as a much larger MP type ZZ Gundam chased her down, taking potshots she was barely dodging.

Edited by shroobot3000 on Aug 7th 2025 at 11:50:21 AM

"That was a pointless encounter with a pointless person."
Bolded1 Fate, guide me from behind you!!!!!!!! Since: Mar, 2015
Fate, guide me
#398173: Aug 7th 2025 at 1:59:58 PM

Ez and Mal

blink at Penelope's explanation, both getting it in their own way. Mal moreso, although the fact that Penelope seems distressed at her own explanations prompts him to cough, attempting to put a stop to it.

That's a very nice explanation, Penelope. Thank you.

He's a bit distressed at it - only in the fact that Ez seems slightly upset, pouting a little at sensing Penelope's distress. She could tell, after all, since she was a Force user... but also just a small child with an uncanny ability to sometimes recognize emotions she can't truly understand.

that was sad penelope i hope you arent sad

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IchigoMontoya (Don’t ask) Relationship Status: Not caught up in your love affair
#398174: Aug 7th 2025 at 2:05:04 PM

Jason hauls himself up, still conversing with his fellow Outlaws over their comms.

"I'll be out in a minute, Sarge. Just got a couple things left to take care of."

Feeling the rest of the Venom leave his body, he looks at Nymbulda before placing a hand on her shoulder.

"Hope I'll see you again soon, Nym. You ever need a hand with putting scumbags down or anything, just come find me."

His gaze flickers to Waller, and he can't help smiling slightly behind his helmet.

"God, who would've thought Amanda Waller of all people would end up being the only higher up in the room without some dark secret in her closet? Then again, Bruce turned out to be the one behind a good chunk of what went wrong," he says. "Well, good luck with whatever the hell you and Stark do from here, I guess. Just try to be more thorough when it comes to vetting any new business partners. I doubt anyone wants a repeat of what happened here. Oh, and keep any new Godbuster-type weapons under tighter security."

Jason turns on his heel, preparing to walk through the portal back to the Arena when a certain Russian-accented voice catches his attention. He then shifts his attention to the newly-arrived Yelena and nods.

"You have no idea how goddamn right you are. As soon my friends show up, I'll point them towards the first bar we find," he says, extending a hand towards her. "Jason Todd, by the way. There's another name you might or might not know me by, though - the Red Hood."

-

Thor arrives... just in time to bear witness to the Godbuster getting utterly demolished by Hrimnir.

"Damn it, why did I have to take so bloody long to want to come here?"

Shaking his head, he makes his way through the portal, gesturing for Hrimnir to follow him. While he does notice Stark, his eyes snap to someone else in particular - specifically, Sarah. Right, the last time they'd seen each other was during a certain incident, wasn't it?

"Maybe venturing here was a mistake..."

Fortunately, a welcome distraction from that particular train of thought presents itself by way of Iris' arrival. Thor promptly waves her over.

"Heh, good to see I'm not the only one who's arrived too late to help!"


"Indeed," Loki says.

"He's powerful, noble, wise, and he may be a android, but there's no doubt he has a soul," Thor says.

-

Thor simply follows Hrimnir through the portal without a word.

"The Abyss? With a name like that, I'm guessing it attracts all kinds of willing visitors," Sylvie remarks.

DevilPsyco from The Underworld (pretty deep down in the ground) Since: Jul, 2014 Relationship Status: In another castle
#398175: Aug 7th 2025 at 2:06:37 PM

Waiapolo Mountains

There's a sudden blast aimed straight at the MP type ZZ Gundam, coming in from behind as a surprise attack. Seems like her call for help was answered.

A Valkylander, colored a light blue where it's usually red, now flies alongside its teammate.

"Still in one piece?", the player behind this Gundam asks her.


Penelope's Castle

   "I..."   , she says, briefly caught off guard. She clears her throat.

   "Thank you for worrying, but there's no need. Once my principality is finished, I'll have everything I need to be happy. And I'm close, aren't I?"   

She gestures to the garden.

   "A beautiful castle, loyal servants... all I need now are subjects and I'll be a proper princess. And once I am, it'll all work out as it should."   

She stands back up now.

   "So, we can move on to a different part, or we can stick around in the garden for a little while longer. I'll leave the choice up to you."   

In the year 202X, all is devastation... Soon, any last shred of hope had by the saintliest optimist shall die and decay.

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