"Alright."
He places the barrel of INDUSTRIAL STRENGTH POPCORN between them.
"Hmm... You know, a good chunk of people here are from universes not too divergent from my own... I wonder if your guys's homeworld might have some non-arena connection to mine."
He gobbles up some more popcorn.
"Oh shit, right, you want that Megamutant now?"
/\。。/\Vs. DeDeDe
<<Mere fists? Is that all you have for— ohgodsdamnit—>> is about all that the Bazeltyrant manages to get out before getting slammed in the head. It drops to the floor, staggered! A large number of scale-bombs have been knocked loose by the attack!
Zorah's Ocean
As Megan swam, the potion subtly altered her body to streamline her a little more, and she swam with a surprising degree of speed out to the mountain-sized dragon. She didn't appreciate the true scale of the creature until she was nearly right up next to it. It was like being an ant, looking up at human — how could so massive a creature move like that? It should be impossible, or at least that's what her mind told her. She dove beneath the waves, and jetted back up. Her adaptable form changed her body once more, adding strong hooks along her arms with which she could climb up the great dragon. Up reaching a stable section, she saw Sporacles, and said, "Hey, I remember you from back when that Lunar Dragon showed up! Still crazy as ever, I see. What do we aim for on this thing, exactly?"
Skies above Mira
A thing like a dragon, but bearing five heads, and almost bizarrely slender, darted overhead, casting a more distinctive shadow over the landscape. The shadow passed over all of NLA, and a distant, five-fold roar could be heard. Just as quickly, the shadow vanished, and a black blur dove to Cauldros, right on to Mount M'gando, by the looks of it.
edited 29th Apr '18 10:39:21 AM by OmegaShadowcry
"The Stick has sentimental value. It's like an enormous, hideous teddy bear we can kill things with." -rikalousHe pulls out another capsule and releases a capsule.
"Behold! Ugly tree thing
◊!"
It appears to be sleeping.
/\。。/\"Good Lord, its so fat !" she says, though she then proceed to look at her device in alarm.
"Wait, someone..."
Lord Ninth teleports in, holding the final orb in her hands and looking at Oca. She appears unharmed but her sleeve is destroyed.
"B-but it was still in a pocket dimension !"
"Yes, was." reply Ninth, before looking at Oca.
edited 29th Apr '18 11:19:13 AM by Bolded1
Nautolan picture belongs to Bonesmarinated on twitterNew Los Angeles — Commercial District
There seems to be a strange lightshow going on in the city streets...
Courtesy of one irritated blond who is currently dragging a red-haired man by the air, the latter trying (and failing) to fire different bolts of magic at the blond, who just blocks them with several blocks of ice.
"Ow, ow, ow! Let go of my ear!"
Creator of the Avatar Arena and its Discord server.Oca
"Ninth! Excellent timing!"
He pulls out seven dark dragon balls.
"Oops, don't need this one."
He puts away the extra instance of the one star ball.
He then attaches little sticky machines to each ball, and places them down.
"You wanna do it?"
Sporacles
"Oh, hey!"
"I dunno. I've just been hacking away for a day or so now. I'm sure it'll die eventually."
edited 29th Apr '18 11:23:19 AM by Rbade
/\。。/\Lucas (without his equipment) appears in New Los Angeles and looks around.
"Whew, finally back in this place. I wonder if Hub's busy-"
He cuts himself off when he notices the lightshow and, intrigued, approaches.
In the year 202X, all is devastation... Soon, any last shred of hope had by the saintliest optimist shall die and decay.

"..."
He decides to tune out their conversation. He swivels back towards the rift.
It burbles, but for the moment no daemons are breaking through.
"Man, I remember back when I had those. Removing them kind of hurt."
"You want some Hetap?"
/\。。/\