Chuckling with a touch of mockery, Samson spreads out his ice wall, shooting a glance towards the female human. Giving the look of someone who had been hurt before, Samson speaks in a friendly tone ringed a bit with frustration "Sweetie, I just wanted to make sure everyone understood. Besides, the figures I made don't represent morality- They're to accentuate my point that alternates aren't the same person."
Waving his left hand casually, Samson continues "Besides, I don't see why you even assumed that's supposed to be an evil me. I saw that figure as a close-range combatant. Honestly, you should be ashamed for being so racist. What have demons ever done to you?"
Sighing, Samson looks curiously after Kirby. Making a pouting face at being called mean, Samson strokes his chin a bit. Pulling down hand and smiling, Samson was about to speak when Celeste started talking to him. Raising an eyebrow and looking skyward a bit, Samson shrugs before casually speaking.
"Hey, you know everything right? You tell me, since you apparently think I'm being irrationally paranoid instead of properly and healthily cautious. Though honestly, all the stuff I said? I think anyone with an open mind would of easily worked that out on their own. Nothing is certain and anything is possible even if you're stuck to one universe, just more notable when you're hopping universes."
Glancing over to the Sith, Samson turns towards Kirby and gives an honest smile. His figures of himself compacting and reshaping into one of Kirby, Samson gives a gentlemanly bow as it floats over to him. Patting at his clothing, Samson finally speaks politely friendly as he rubs his neck.
"No hard feelings, one just has to be properly cautious. If you're really a good guy then I'll like to be friends! I'm Samson Cresting, the Disappearing Frost by the way. I really wasn't trying to be rude, just... I have bad experience with people using the powers of others, thus really why I ranted to begin with."
"The Omniverse is the collection of all possibilities, and all possibilities must eventually come to pass."River
"Yeah I'm with Metal-Head here." Alvin piped up, taking place close to the front of their little group. "You can't just go around, being hostile towards things you don't like. Hell, you should listen to your own advice; just because one person you know that can copy powers was evil doesn't mean every thing that can copy powers is evil." He gave the little pink puffball a once-over, then nodded. "Yeah, he doesn't want to hurt us or nothin'."
Sweetie.
Sweetie.
It was easy for Shepard to restrain herself from anger. There were many, many times where she fantasized about slugging that bitch Al-Jilani, but it wouldn't look good on TV. It was exactly what she wanted her to do. So she outwitted her with words and bested her twice on her own shock jockey program.
So naturally, it was easy for Shepard to resist the urge to biotically bitch-slap Samson Cresting. As it stood, one fist tightened around the foregrip of her submachine gun, and she scowled underneath the Death Mask. He did have a point - out here anything was possible. Kirby could well have been an attacker. And it was true - demon didn't necessarily mean evil. But there was something about the delivery - amazingly flippant, self-assured, egocentric.
She knew a lot of people like that. Most of them were dead. Most of them she'd killed. Then again, most of them were evil.
Shepard remained quiet for now and watched the group interact from afar. She'd gaffed once, and she was here to do a job. Arguing wasn't conducive to the job.
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"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."
Right eye twitching, Samson sighs and looks over to Golden Mask. Face calm and impassive, eyes focused, Samson briefly narrows his eyes. Fingers flexing once, twice, Samson cooly speaks towards Golden Mask "You clearly didn't listen to me well. The Sith can surely prove I was being cautious, not condemning of the Kirby. I hold no hate or bias for him, nor 'power copiers' in general. Do not presume to understand me, human."
Looking away from Golden Mask and towards the one with a guardian entity instead, Samson casually folds his arms behind his head. Whistling cheerfully, Samson speaks up friendly "Really, I'm sorry if I made you guys worry. Just wanted the Kirby to understand it shouldn't attack us if he has a death allergy. I don't take kindly to people hurting my allies and friends, ya know?"
Looking at the Kirby with a touch of apologetic worry, Samson lets his arms dangle by his sides before calling out to everyone "I really am sorry for all this everyone. I... I lost friends, murdered so a thing could use their powers. Then there was the supposed recognition of this Kirby... I was just too angry to talk calmly and politely."
Turning towards the female soldier, Samson sighs and rubs at his neck shamefully "I was just... So angry and scared, I didn't want everyone to blindly trust the Kirby. My friends' murderer tricked them, being friendly and polite... I'm sorry, for how I acted. I don't have anyone back home, yet... I can't just say 'sorry' can I?"
"The Omniverse is the collection of all possibilities, and all possibilities must eventually come to pass."Shepard blinked.
A lot of things suddenly made sense.
"It's alright," she stated. "Just try to keep a handle on your emotions. I forgot that myself, but we're here for a reason. You did make sense with several of your points. It's less the points you made, and more the demeanour you made them with. Keep a lid on that and I'll look the other way this once." The last sentence was spoken with a clear tinge of mirth - Shepard put in a bit of extra effort to appear non-hostile.
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."Pop Star: By River
Pomo-tan made no indication of acknowledging Kirby's strange expression. He just figured some people acted like that, so it was nothing unusual.
Pomo-tan mostly tuned out the arguments over Samson's behavior towards Kirby, as there were more important matter on his mind.
Pomo-tan drifted across the river and began heading towards the castle, briefly turning around to say. "I'm gonna scout ahead."
Regardless of whether anyone went after him, Pomo-tan pulled out his tablet and began making adjustments to his program to include Kirby in his safe list.
"Now," Pomo-tan said to himself, "who were the other Kirby characters supposed to be again?"
Popstar, river
Marva understood where Samson was coming from. A healthy amount of suspicion... She'd even said that herself earlier. His point about not being blindly trusting was correct- she should probably proceed more cautiously.. But the way he'd said it.. pardon her, but he seemed rather full of himself. That was rude though, so she kept it to herself.
"... I do agree with you. But in the future, if you find someone suspicious hide it so if/when they betray you you can take them by surprise."
we will survive.Alvin, for one, wasn't impressed. "Okay, well, you're still the one that went straight from 'What is this?' to 'Holy shit stay away from this monster because once a person that has a fraction of similarity to this was evil so this one might immediately kill you, let me shield you all from this monstrosity'." He stepped forward onto the ice-bridge, sliding to a stop beside Samson. "Okay, so your friends died. That really sucks, man. But I don't think you realize that we're supposed to be fighting for the fate of every universe, and getting emotional over your personal life isn't gonna help us."
Well that turned out to be pointless, because as soon as she asked that, Samson did exactly what she said. But not because he heard her. He already thought of making an ice bridge, apparently. Oh well. She didn't mind. The bridge just meant that she didn't have to use up too much energy dashing across. And so, she walked on over to the other side and then when the pink guy—Kirby, apparently was his name—came up, she just watched the scene before her as she waited for it to calm down.
But then what Samson said made her sigh. That explained a lot.
She was tempted to comment to Samson about the points he made, but decided against it. It'd probably just fuel the obviously resolved situation. But the commando woman assumtion did strike a little close to home. A bit too close...to memories of times before she met Cecil, and partly the reason why she focused only on doing her job in the first place.
"I agree with that. Don't assume the demonic looking ones are the demons," she said, though she looked passive, it was clear that he commando's comment had ticked just a tiny bit.
She just waited to see what Kirby would say to Samson.
And then Jack and gold mask retorted at Samson...
"Oh, for the love of..."
She was about to try and diffuse the situation, but it quickly went down, just like moments ago. At this point, she looked genuinely annoyed, which was rare for her. She can't remember the last time she was annoyed, it was that long ago. But the arguments were getting to her, especially after Samson's explanation. She knew that feeling very well. Plus, at this rate, they'd end up fighting each other. That was the last thing they needed.
But before she say something...
—
"I see..." he said as he listened to Sheik. He smiled at Sheik's next words. "I appreciate it. Especially after what Fenris said..."
He merely waited for his turn when Trabesh joined the conversation. When Sheik said she assumed that her world wasn't the only one who had such people, he couldn't help himself from frowning.
"I wish we had such in place," he said. "Perhaps I'll have one formed when I get back..."
He made it over the bridge with everyone else, then when Kirby came along, he stared at it with surprise. He could've sworn he saw him somewhere before. Maybe from Kenton? He had such odd tastes, especially with video game relics. He was very worried about the situation Samson had caused, but it, thankfully, calmed down, for the most part. He was more worried when Zeta was actually annoyed. He hadn't seen her like that in a long time. Her easy going nature usually meant she'd take thingd in stride.
If she's annoyed, it means that something on of those people said pushed one of her few buttons.
He walked up to her quickly, seeing she was about to say something, and grabbed her shoulder. She jerked a little but she calmed down when he tightened his grip just the slightest. She turned to him with a rather confused and surprised expression, but he said with concern,
"Something wrong, Zeta?"
She gave a sigh. She kept her gaze with him for a while, then looked back at the others. She sighed again.
"Yeah, just...yeah," she said. Then she looked to him with a smile, "What? Think I was gonna ruin everything again?"
He groaned. She was joking again.
He let go of her shoulder, rolled his eyes and said, "And here I was worried about you..."
He was a bit surprised to feel her grab his hand. He looked to her and saw her smiling rather warmly.
"Thanks," she said.
He rolled his eyes, but it was clear he enjoyed it as he was still smiling and still held her hand just a little tighter, before he let go.
... Then gold mask retorted back at Samson again.
Cecil sighed. This was never going to end at the rate.
It was too late for him to stop Zeta say this to gold mask, "And you not dropping it when he apologized is certainly not helping either."
Cecil sighed. This was going to be a long day.
"You said you had a dream... That dream... Make it come true! ... If anyone can, it's you!" - N (shortened) Oh, and I'm a girl.
Looking around with some melancholy, Samson smiles softly. Yet before he could speak, Samson heard Golden Mask speak once again. Just listening until he finished, Samson tightly clenches his hands. Slowly turning to look at Golden Mask and glare at him fiercely, a slight snarl forms on the Homunculus' face before turning away.
"Oh yes, let's mock the guy who lost all his friends! Your vicious belittling of my best friends made me realize how stupid I was! Clearly, my refusal to forget my closest friends is a bad thing! Total respect for completely dismissing the only people who ever mattered to me! Why, I think I will be an emotionless creature who condemns and hates illogical motivations! Cause, the murder of my best friends totally doesn't form the entire basis of my heroic drive!"
His vicious, sarcastic thoughts coming to an end, Samson finally speaks simply "Like I said, do not presume to understand me, and never again should you insult the importance of my friends." Closing his eyes for a few seconds, Samson looks over Cecil & Zeta. Giving them a sad smile, the swordsman turns back to the soldier woman.
Giving half a gentlemanly bow, Samson speaks with a voice touched by sadness "My fallen friends, I've never forgotten them... Always there, at the back of my mind. They're just... The most important people that were ever in my life. I would rather be eliminated than forget about them..."
Tears welling at his eyes, Samson looks down at himself, his hands out held. "I just wasn't expecting to run into a stealer of powers. I'm prepared now, so don't worry- I'll behave myself, though if I get carried away, at least you'll know why from now on."
"The Omniverse is the collection of all possibilities, and all possibilities must eventually come to pass."Popstar - Ice bridge over the river
After the flying animal person explained that apparently this Kirby was from some game they had played and he could copy people's powers by eating them, things took a really nasty turn. Sam started ravaging about how they shouldn't immediately trust the creature just because of how nice it looked, which kinda made sense, but they had said was certainly off putting. Lots people in the group and Kirby too seemed to have really taken issue with it.
Upon hearing that the Director had taken issue with her nickname for her, Lun Lun replied sheepishly, " I'm sorry, Director. I won't call you that again."
Then the situation with Sam continued to get ugly but ... After hearing his reasons, she couldn't fault him all that much. Maybe his delivery could have been better, but she could understand why he prefer to be cautious.
She really didn't want to add fuel to the fire, so she simply chose to walk over to him and offer him her silent support and comfort by putting a friendly hand on his shoulder.
[A few minutes ago...]
-“Hello there, Waddle Dees! We come in peace, dood!”, the purple Prinny exclaimed excitedly, “Erh... Take us with your leader?”
Abigail spoke before freezing in place completely, almost as if time had stopped for her. Dr. Bremach looked at her with annoyance and resignation.
-“Goddammit, dood... I knew this was going to happen sooner or later.”
Letting out loud sigh, which only someone with a supernatural earing sense could've detected because of Kubrick's soundproof cockpit, she approached her friend and stood by her even as everyone moved along, because she couldn't abandon her under any circumstance.
It took a little while, but Abigail eventually snapped out of her catatonic state. She resumed her speech almost as if she had been “unpaused” by a cosmic remote control.
-“...You know, I've always wanted to say that, dood! Take us with you leader... Such a classic lin-”, Abigail rambled for a little bit before noticing that both of them Prinnies were left alone, “What? Where are the little guys, dood?! And the rest of the group, dood? What did just happened?!”
The purple Prinny said while looking terribly confused, as her friend explained in a deadpan tone.
-“You froze up for a while back there, dood. I stood by your side so you didn't get hurt... But also because I didn't have much of a choice, dood.”
-“Seriously? That''s friggin' weird, dood... Why did something like that just happened?”
There was an awkward moment of silence after that, as Dr. Bremach refused to answer Aby's question, before she startled rambling in a clearly annoyed tone...
-“...That irresponsible jackass... He is more concerned about cultivating virtual trees instead of dealing with a pair of throwaway fictional figments based on a well-established videogame property like us, dood.”
The other Prinny just looked at her friend, even more confused than before as she tried to wrap her head around what might be going on inside Emma's head before stating:
-“...What are you talking about, dood?”
-“...Nevermind. It's none of your concern, my friend, dood. Let's just catch up with the group, and deal with this mission as it goes along, dood.”
-“Alright, alright... I guess that's for the best, dood.”
The two Prinnies managed to catch up with the group, nearby a strange ice-bridge (because it didn't mesh with the aesthetics of the surroundings) crossing a riverbank. Abigail made their presence known in her characteristically boisterous manner:
-“Heeeeeey! What's up doc, dood! What did we miss?”
However, when she gazed upon the rotund pink creature before them, something in her snapped...
-“That thing... is too... cute... DOOD! I can't take this anymore! I MUST hug the CUTE thing, DOOOOOD!!!”
It seems like all the effort she did in order to avoid hugging Pomo-tan finally got to her, as she couldn't resist her natural impulse to embrace the bouncy bubblegum buddy.
-“What the f-dood!? Abigail! Don't do that, you moron!”
But Emma's warning came up too late, as Abigail was already sprinting in Kirby's direction at a ridiculous speed with the clear intention of glomping him.
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"It's better to burn out... THAN TO FADE AWAY!"Popstar
Setsuko nervously bit her thumb as Samson argued with the others, though it seemed he calmed down rather fast. The little guy, Kirby, seemed to like them though, apart from Samson, so she add anything. After Samson's... episode, she turned back to Kirby and walked over to him, landing in a crouch so she would be closer to his height.
"Yeah, like my friend, um, Fenris?" She looked at him a moment, then looked back to Kirby. "We're looking for King Dedede. We're also looking for a big monster, though we kinda don't know what it looks like? If you saw anything big and evil that was probably it." She nodded sagely, satisfied with this description. She didn't see the prinny dashing madly towards Kirby, however.
What is so amusing about this? Why do you take lives? How can you forget?Popstar - By the River
After the whole affair was more or less over with, Kirby gave Samson a somewhat confused and sympathetic look. He then walked over to the ice wielder, before hopping a little and giving him a big smile as he held one arm up in the air. By the looks of things, this was Kirby's way of forgiving him.
Kirby then turned to Fenris and Setsuko. He looked thoughtful for a moment, before pointing in the direction the group was heading anyway with a serious expression on his face.
"Let's cut the melodrama," Celeste said on the whole affair, "I hope you realize that you all have better things to be worrying about than arguing over viewpoints."
She then turned her attention to translating what Kirby was trying to tell them. "This 'Kirby' doesn't seem to have seen anything either, but he also suggests going to see King Dedede. In fact, it looks like he thinks this 'King Dedede' might actually be responsible for-"
She didn't get the chance to finish before Abigail collided headlong into Kirby, knocking both of them down. Kirby whimpered in alarm, wearing an absolutely priceless expression on his face as he flailed around trying to figure out what happened.
"-the trouble," Celeste finished. She was silent for a few moments before continuing. "I did just say that automatically treating the locals as hostiles is a bad idea, but it's also a bad idea to get overly friendly with them. As much as I would like to believe otherwise, they won't all be as friendly as Popstar's inhabitants."
Icon by Civvi the Civilian!Popstar - Other Side of the River
It seemed evident that the conversation with Kirby may take a while to finish. So Sheik instead followed Pomo-tan across the ice bridge, smoke bomb in hand in case its structure proved to be unstable. It was a long shot, but there was a chance that the rodent had the answer to her nagging recognition of Kirby.
"Pomo-tan." She spoke to him but kept her eye on the surroundings, just in case. "I would like a word, if it would not distract you too greatly."
they/them || "Forgive me, regent of queer amphibians" - Lt.BGobFenris's practiced posture slumped when Abigail tackled Kirby, and he let out a frustrated growl as he stalked to his feet, marching over and reaching down with every intent on grabbing her and lifting her off of the pink creature. "Are you completely devoid of all sense?? What if you injured him unnecessarily, or what if his flesh gave off toxins when he was startled, or what if he ate you the way I heard someone say he could?? I should let him eat you just so you learn a lesson!"
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Sheik guessed that Pomo-tan was scouting the area, so she cut right to the heart of the matter. She didn't want to hold him up for too long. "You say you knew Kirby from a video game." She produced Nic's grey box from her makeshift satchel. "That is this device, or at the least it is connected to it, correct?"
She continued on into her next question before Pomo-tan had time to answer the first. Best get it out now so she didn't skirt around it later. "I also recognised the creature, though the 'why' and 'from where' of it still eludes me. I have never been to Popstar before, and to my knowledge Hyrule has never accommodated visitors from another world. The only connection I seem to have to the creature is that one of my travelling companions knows of him."
"So please, tell me... when we first met, did you recognise me in the same way that you recognised Kirby just now?"
they/them || "Forgive me, regent of queer amphibians" - Lt.BGobPop Star
"Sort of. I mean, I didn't really know who you were, but I just thought you looked kinda familiar. I don't think I've played many of the portable ones like that; most of the stuff I played hooked up to the TV. I used to play Super Smash Brothers a bit, and there were a bunch of different people from all different sorts of video games on it. But, that was like years ago, so my memory's kinda fuzzy."
Pomo-tan paused for a moment before continuing. "The Legend of Zelda I think it was called. I don't think I got very far in the first one. And I think there was this one called Majora's Mask where you have to stop the moon from falling, but I think I got stuck on this one level where you have to fight this fish guy. And then there was this one where you're on a ship. And I think there was also this other one called Twilight Princess, but I never actually got around to playing it."
For a couple of really uncomfortable moments, Abigail cuddled poor startled Kirby as if she were a little girl enthusiastically hugging her newest plush-doll. Despite her violently affectionate reaction back there, she seemed strangely “peaceful” now that she had the little pink guy in her flippers, as she bore a sincere smile on her “beak” while her eyes instinctively closed...
-“It's like a teddy-bear stuffed with marshmallows, dood! It's so soft and squishy... I don't want for this moment to ever e-”
Of course, the moment was cut short when Fenris forcefully separated her from the pink puff ball, right before berating her for doing something so reckless and devoid of thought. She was terrified by the angry expression on harsh words of the tough warrior, so the only reaction she could muster out of herself was a stutter and a string of drowned words that failed to materialize because of her fear.
However, while Dr. Bremach was just as disappointed and annoyed as Fenris, if not more, she couldn't stand seeing other people being mean to her one and only friend. She quickly activated Kubrick's transformation sequence, turning it from Tank-mode to his Walker/Humanoid-mode. Then, she yanked away the purple's Prinny from the elf's firm grasp, before confronting him with a commanding, yet calm tone:
-“I apologize on behalf of my associate, dood. She's got this childish fascination for cute things... Unfortunately, given that the place we currently reside in is a whole world composed of fire, steel, brimstone and silicon, dood... Cute things are an absurdly rare sight there... So, she gets a little carried away when she sees one, as they can't survive for long at our home dimension, dood.”
Then, she placed her friend on top of the tank's main turret, before turning her attention towards the zone where King Deedeedee's castle was located.
-“A king and a castle, dood... Hmmmm… Seems like a viable option to acquire new information, dood...”
She took a couple of heavy steps in the general direction of Samson, before stating in a somewhat annoyed tone...
-“You can stay here and waste time discussing philosophical and metaphysical concepts with Samson, dood (for at another 2 pages, at least)... Or, you can get in motion, and do the job we were supposed to do.”, turning her sight away from them, and back to the castle, she proceeded, “Abigail and I will confront with this King Lady Di, or whatever... You're free to follow if you please.”
Finally, she addressed the rotund pink creature, by making a slight bow as a sign of politeness, as she said:
-“Thanks a lot for the information, Mr. Kirby.”
...Before transforming her vehicle back to its tank-mode, and starting to drive towards the castle at relatively slow pace, so other people had the chance to catch up with them.
As they rolled away from the group, a slightly disheartened Abigail laid on her belly and flippers, as she meditated about her embarrassing conduct back there. Eventually, she asked her friend:
-“...Did I messed up so much already, dood?”
-“Naaah... You're still fine, dood”, replied in a nonchalant and strangely comforting way, “This doesn't even rank among your 20 greatest screw-ups.”
-“Erh... Thanks, dood?”
Abigail said, as she understood that her friend was trying to cheer her up, but still managed to come up as rude, like usual. Nonetheless, what we came next was slightly surprising, as Emma stated:
-“Besides, even if you really, really, REALLY screw things up, you'll always have me around to help you clean the mess, dood. We're friends after all! That's what real friends do: We watch after each other, dood.”
That must have been the nicest thing Abigail had heard Dr. Bremach say during all the time they've spend together... A really nice surprise that managed to restore her spirits once again, despite it being so out-of-character for her socially oblivious and brutally pragmatic friend. However...
-“...Goddammit to Hell, dood! That was cheesy as fuck... Seriously writer?! You're really testing my patience here, you stupidly gaudy and melodramatic bastard, dood!”
...Dr. Bremach uttered out in annoyance, confusing Abigail once again... While also comforting her, as that foul mouthed and anger ridden tirade was more along the lines of Emma's usual self...
-“Ha ha ha ha hah! Where did that came from, dood?”, Abigail said as she left out a strident and genuine laugh, “Thanks a lot Emy, you always know how to cheer me up, dood.”
-“No problem, my friend”, Emma replied back, “I'm just glad to be of help, dood”
edited 25th Mar '16 6:48:17 PM by VPhantom
"It's better to burn out... THAN TO FADE AWAY!"Popstar
Sheik had the distinct feeling, again, of reading a text that was only half-legible; a lot of what Pomo-tan said went above her head, but still she thought she grasped the heart of his words. There were various video games, and some of them could recount tales. Some of these tales, apparently, were about her own life.
She didn't know how or why this alien creation from another dimension would have information on her, but what she did know was that it could put her in a position of extreme danger. Where had they gotten the information? What if Ganondorf was to come across the same source?
Naturally, she kept a straight face. She didn't believe that Pomo-tan was in league with her enemies, but with this new threat she couldn't feel safe around anyone. "Princess Zelda has been missing for years. If there's anything you can remember from these stories about her whereabouts..."
they/them || "Forgive me, regent of queer amphibians" - Lt.BGob

After a moment, the red and blue aura dissipated from Trabesh and he opened his eyes, and then turned to face the group.
"Other than being very suspicious about you and comparing you to some kind of strange clothed aliens," He informed to Samson. "The local truly has no wish to harm us, and is just curious about us and what we were doing. Nothing malevolent at all." A pause.
"You might owe this Kirby an apology for your rudeness." He joked to the homunculi.