Chronology: Ultimate

Benrey​
Welp, he didn’t get his food since he just arrived, but before he can say anything. The lights turned off.... and some sort of attempt at creeping him out was made... but this was Benrey we are talking about, and he pretty much just watched the show while crossing his arms, and waiting for the eventual climax of it. After a snap of a finger, Benrey was knocked out like the rest.... but he managed to flip the bird before he was knocked out.
Gretar​
He rose a brow as Facilier mentioned his friends again, to which a weirdly dressed man that looked like he cane from the cowboy guy’s world shot Sage. His eyes widen as he watched the entire thing.... unable to do anything. Waiting for the others to be brought here by the so called friends of the guy.
THIRD P.O.V​
Some times passes on, and now everyone was now talking inside the Voodoo shop, and Benrey just recently woke up from his sleep. Gretar was too busy trying to figure out what to exactly do here, but Benrey just stood back up and said outloud to his captors “Yo..... I was just wondering.... why the hell are we not dead yet. Is it because you guys need us alive for something..... or because you want to toy with us first to satisfy your ego.” he finished, half expecting to get shot or something for even speaking out loud. The only thing he did, was checking his fingers and nails, waiting for a response.
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    Aloy stared over at the other man who shot Sage in the shoulder

    "Sage!"

    Aloy eyed the others and then the Twisted witch doctor and his "friends" along with another man with a cane named Roman Torchwick. Not only that, he brought friends that appeared to be working for the witch doctor himself. Great. This was going to be a pain in the ass really fast.

    So far a man with spiky hair and another beast came out named Swiftglove so far.


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Thankfully, she didn't need to tell Lucky to apologize as he chose to apologize himself. It saved her a bit of trouble, which was a relief. She looked at Yang and nodded. "Right."

Their food had finally arrived and after a few bites, the food had tasted really good. A little too good. Paranoia kicked in and she placed a hand on her weapon. "Something's wrong, be ready." As if on cue, the lights went out but thankfully, she could see thanks to faunus being able to see in the dark but that didn't really matter as a light came on revealing a rather unsettling sight.

Sadly, as much as they all wanted this world to be peaceful, they seemed to have terrible luck and attracted danger.

A spotlight appeared over an empty stage for a few seconds before smoke appeared. The smoke died down to reveal Jason, Leo, Micah, and Byakuya singing a song with very creepy smiles on their faces and her mind flashed back to what happened when they entered the tent in Gravity Falls. They were more than likely under someone's control. Blake looked up at the face while the song was still going on. "Who are you? Why are you doing this?"

There wouldn't be an answer as whoever was doing this snapped their fingers and the four fell to the ground, followed by another snap and all of them blacked out. Some time later, Blake woke up with everyone else except for the four that were on the stage to see a man in a top hat who introduced himself as Doctor Facilier. He then told them that his friends were dying to meet all of them, making Blake narrow her eyes at him. "So whoever brainwashed and forced our friends to perform that song, they're with you, right?"

It was then that a voice she hadn't heard in two or three years, followed by someone she hadn't seen in two or three years made his grand reappearance. This someone was Roman Torchwick and Blake's eyes widened. "Torchwick?" Surprise turned to anger as he mentioned Ruby and she once again narrowed her eyes at him before replying to Benrey. "With Torchwick, satisfying his ego is definitely something he's capable of doing. What's your plan this time, Torchwick?"

More people began to make their appearance, one being a man with extremely spikey hair and another being a purple monster. Exactly what kinds of friends was this man making?

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It seemed like since everyone was offering to have their cards read next, that was the plan. But Ciri didn't feel like that was the case, in fact she felt as though that something was wrong here. After all, with how much she had been in danger and with that innate ability of hers to have precognition, something that her mother probably had that day she went on that ship and left her at home, she could sense that something was wrong. Her hand flew up to her sword and took it out. "Something's wrong here, I can feel it."

It turned out to be right as Sage then became injured after they all heard a sound, followed by a man coming out. "Sage!" Facilier introduced his friend as Erron Black and while she knew to never judge your opponent based on looks, he didn't seem all that impressive. It was then stated that everyone else was being brought over here and her grip on her sword tightened. They couldn't do anything due to what they saw Facilier do as well as what Erron could do, so they were stuck.

Eventually, everyone else was brought there and more of Facilier's friends made their appearance. This included a man who introduced himself as Torchwick who seemed to know Blake, Weiss, and Yang, followed by a man that had more spikey hair than Sora did and a purple monster. Hopefully, the silver in her sword worked on monsters from other worlds and universes.

Ciri looked at Facilier. "Let me guess: Ganondorf gave you this order to gather us all in one spot so you and your friends could deal with us?"

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Weiss Schnee and Yang Xiao Long
La Ratatouille Voodoo Shop, New Donk City
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(Confused) (Looks like the gym's gonna have to wait.)

Things went by quickly.

As Weiss dined in rather calmly, taking bites from the small Ratatouille and chewing so as to savor the flavor, Yang excitedly chowed down on her sandwich, not stopping for a moment to talk. After she finished the sandwich, she laid back on her seat, her hands resting on her satisfied belly. As Weiss continued to eat, however, she was starting to think that...maybe the food was more than was suggested. She tried to push those thoughts aside, as she turned around to face Yang.

"Gee, Yang," Weiss began, "You sure looked like you wanted to eat so bad. You sure you're okay?"

Before Yang could remark, Blake warned them of an impending danger, going as far to put her hand on Gambol Shroud. Suddenly the lights shut off just as Weiss finished her ratatouille. There was no sign of light anywhere within the restaurant; not even a sound could be heard from any of the patrons who came by to eat at La Ratatouille. If anything, the only sources of light at all were coming from Weiss's own Myrtenaster.

"Huh?!" Even in the darkness, Weiss immediately stood up and unholstered her Multi-Action Dust Rapier and spun the cylinder, landing on Fire Dust, all without a hitch. She pressed the trigger and Myrtenaster's blade illuminated the area around the group in a bright, orange glow.

"What's going on?!" It didn't take a genius to deduce that Yang's irises were now a threatening red. Before the two women could do anything, a pair of red eyes and a demented, glowing smile appeared in the center of where they were.

"You!" She shouted. "What's the big idea?!"

Before their eyes, a spotlight shone on an empty stage, later filled by four people, all of whom they had come to know. Red Hood, the leader of the pack, had been gotten to, Leonardo Watch was caught, and even Micah had been taken, seemingly without effort.

'Even got the rat, too...' Yang thought angrily. As she stepped forth to try to do something, Weiss put her had on her teammate's shoulder, stopping her from continuing any further. All it invited was a dirty look from her, to which she cautiously warned,

"Yang. We don't know what he can do. It's not safe to act right now."

As the "band's" performance went on, Yang kept a glare towards Weiss for a while, struggling to calm down as all she managed were staggered, rough deep breaths from her mouth. Finally, she responded, but while she shoved her shoulder away as she turned towards the band,

"Fine."

The two members of Team RWBY stood by, observing for anything suspicious. But the eyes and mouth just...stood there. The "band" kept on performing. And then, when the performance was done, the demon snapped his fingers, knocking out the members without laying a soft touch of a finger on them. At this point, they immediately knew that they had no chance of winning; all he had to do was to snap his fingers, and the fight would be over without a speck of dust on him.

And then, before they knew, they, too, were knocked out cold.

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When Weiss and Yang regained their consciousness, they awoke to a deeply unfamiliar area around them. As they got back up, both of them whipped out their weapons and got into defensive positions; Weiss pulled out Myrtenaser, while Yang activated her two shotgun gauntlets.

"What happened?!"

Doctor Facilier, whom Robbie spoke of earlier, was there, introducing himself, and then...introducing a familiar, hostile face. One that they had never seen for a very long time.

"...Roman?!" Weiss and Yang's words were similarly underlined with a tone of surprise, as they had thought of him to have died, back during the Fall of Beacon. To make matters worse, Roman knew Little Red was dead. And he had to gloat over it.

"H--H--..." Yang's fingers twitched. Once again, her irises had turned into a burning crimson, as she made hefty, vengeful breaths. Those breaths were meant to be deep breaths, but here, they could barely calm her down. "H--How...dare..!" Despite her line of sight catching sight of his "friends", Yang could not even be bothered to pay attention towards those who came from behind Torchwick himself. While this was going on, Weiss was already beginning to get scared of what Yang could do, that could jeopardize the MPF once again.

"What other 'funny' tricks do all of you have?!"

"Yang, keep it together!" Weiss said. "If you explode, they'll get what they want from us!"

"I--I know..." Yang said, through her teeth, "But something has to be done about them!"

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Roman simply chuckled when people asked him if Ganondorf sent them. "If you fools honestly believe we're working on Ganondorf's behalf, then you're all even dumber than I thought!" He exclaimed before twirling his cane in his hand for a moment, and then finally pressing it down into the ground and leaning on it. At Soma's question, he merely looked down at himself. "Well... last I checked, I was a person," He'd say coyly, before jabbing Soma in the chest with the end of his cane. "What about you, ya little brat?"

"Calm down, Bardock! You'll get your share of fun in a bit!" Facilier said to the Saiyan with a slight chuckle, before patting him on the shoulder. He then turned to face Swiftglove, furrowing his brows a bit. "And spit that rabbit out right now, Swiftglove! He is our guest!" He exclaimed in a disappointed sounding tone, even going as far as to whack the purple beast upside the head with his cane. "And I haven't killed you yet because I'm feelin' generous." He added on in response to Benrey, narrowing his eyes a bit.

"All we want is a little chat," Roman would add on, staring at Yang, Weiss, and Blake with the biggest shit-eating grin he could muster as he slowly paced around the area. He nonchalantly shrugged when he could visibly see Yang and Blake's anger flaring up, not seeming to much care for their feelings at all. "Hey... I haven't done anything so far!" He exclaimed, puckering out his lower lip a bit in a mock fake pout. "What's wrong? Can't get over those feelings of brutal, uncontrollable anger just yet? Or are you just that happy to see me?"

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Just as soon as he had finished relaying his struggling piece to Ciri, someone else had taken notice of the pyromancer's predicament and come to help him out. Unexpectedly, it was the medieval warrior he had been so intimidated by not even half an hour ago. Initially, even in the state he was, her approach had caused Sage to flinch in fear once he had realized it; The runes tightening up a little further.
However, despite the brutish ways that had him worried, it seemed that the other was also capable of compassion and understanding. The woman had raised him nicely, setting him against a wall, even confusion was difficult to muster over all the discomfort, but his gaze had wavered as if unable to focus. What came next had, been a bit like a lecture? And still a lot nicer than anything his mind had been making up. His browns going down in an ashamed expression that still contorted in pain here and there, he had tried replying something.

"A-ah... R-right... I-! I-I'm sor-ry...", he panted with struggling, heavy breaths that caused his whole body to shake with the effort. Already it was a bit better than during his speech to Ciri, but not even closer to what it was meant to be, "T- than...k y-you..."

It was hard to tell which was starting to be an effect of the overexertion and which was the effect of the Magic Dampening Array; Waves of the most variated aches constantly coming and going. As he had accompanied the other leave back to her seat with his gaze, he tried to do as he had been told to. Rhythmically inhaling and exhaling seeking to still his heartbeat and all overlying tension. The chant had to be repeated mentally, in full form, as attempting to utter it would be too much.

For someone that was used to being disregarded, though, it had certainly been interesting to have someone else say he was right. Even more one so level-headed and rational as Orbeck. The incoming streaks of appreciation, gratitude and pride were a lot more manageable than the ragging of panic, hatred and outrage from a few minutes ago, acting akin to a refreshing wave of water over violent consuming flames. It was a relief so great that it put the Descendant to soft tears as the breathing finally began to stabilize, becoming less harsh.
Then Ciri had thanked them, able to relax as well. Together with the joy of having successfully helped somebody, the quelling of Magical Detection was like a second wave of newly gained comfort.

After everything that had happened and the current situation, it seemed that things were finally going back to their usual places...

Until a gunshot had cut through the air echoing with a bang!

Maybe the Universe did have a gripe to resolve, because as had turned out, the bullet was aimed for him! Differently from the many grazed shots taken in Remnant, this one was precise and vicious. He let out a sharp cry reacting to the sudden income of yet, a new might punch of pain; And it had been all too quick for the armlet to react properly. Right above him, with a circular flash of orange overtaking his gaze for a moment, the carpet attached to the wall spontaneously caught aflame. The fire burned tall and chaotic as if put against an intense wind.
This had been the final push for Sage to actually feel threatened. To actually register that his life might be at risk...

The golden jewelry was put to incredible tension as his flighty nature came abroad in a single go. Someone close enough would realize that the relic was vibrating wildly in place, struggling to maintain the emotional distress under control. Now he was actually terrified! To the same extent he had been against Toga and the physical pain closed in on his chest even harder than before.
At this point, one of two things were about to happen: Either he would pass out from the pain and difficulty to breathe in due time; Or the armlet would give in sooner and possibly break.

It didn't help that more people kept gathering! Their group was now in full at the hands of a team of villains and he was so freaked out that words and sentences thrown in the area were barely recording. There was just fear, discomfort and very strained breaths as the pyromancer slumped against the wall, gaze downcast, erratic and shocked; Mind too active to focus properly on anything.
 
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  • Megumin was at a loss for actions. Oh, how she wanted to live up to her word and use Explosion, but that would just kill all her friends as well. Jason wasn't here to give a suggestion, what was the gang to do? Her fear was only slightly dampened when Roman claimed that they didn't work for Ganondorf. Yeah, right. Facillier had enveloped her in a cloud of black substance, and what other substance do we know of that is black? That's right. "Well, we haven't exactly met very trustworthy folk so far." Megumin growled, puffing up. "And your turning me into a goddamn shoe didn't earn you any points. Nor did setting me on fire."

    Maybe this could still go better than the "chat" with Jerome. Maybe they just had to play it cool. "And what, precisely, do you want a chat over? Do you want to hear about the adversaries we've faced? Our experience with Twilight?"
 
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Blake looked over at Yang and Weiss and saw that Yang was, understandably, very pissed off when Roman mentioned Ruby. "Yang! It's Torchwick, you know he's doing this on purpose to get you angry. Calm down, please." She then looked back at him, glaring at him.​

Sure... a talk. Like it was just that simple. To give him credit, he was better at talking than at fighting. "And what exactly have you come here to talk to us about? If it's about your poor choices in life, then go talk to a therapist instead of us."​

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So, turns out they aren't working with Ganondorf but with each other. Question was: if they weren't working with Ganondorf, then why were they bothered with them? Torchwick, she understood, he knew Blake, Weiss, and Yang, but everyone else? Unless they had some encounter with everyone else prior to their current mission and weren't clearly on good terms with them, why would they come after all of them?​

"So, if you aren't with Ganondorf, then apart from Torchwick who already knows some of us, why come after us? As far as I know, almost all of us here hasn't done anything to you. And what exactly are the details of this chat you wish to have with us?"​

 
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"Aren't they the same thing though?" Hiryu says when posed with the question of whether or not it's a Tanuki. Regardless, he let Zwei do whatever she pleases since, truth be told, it's not really his business.

During their meal, Whisper enter McSpankies. Just as she was about to go order her food, she noticed Hiryu and Akari and decided to ask for theirs since she sincerely doubt that they'll accept Rings. Eitherway, what happened after they finished their meal was all around bizarre.

First, someone broke through the window, a pompous orange haired man clad in white, complete with a dapper bowling cap. He held a cane, whose tip opened up that spewed gas.

"What the hell--?!" Hiryu stood up in alarm, about to transform when the gas is inhaled, prompting him to get knocked out.

Whisper tried to combat the gas by putting on her mask, but it seems that the gas was too potent that she got knocked out regardless.

What felt like hours pass, and the pair awaken with everyone else. They appear to be in some oddball's shop. Shelves line with dolls and what he can assume to be potions and other voodoo shit. Shit, much like the color of this dreary shop and its atmosphere.

It's revealed that they're not working for Ganon. Great, a third party. Just what this adventure needed.

"What the hell do you want...?" Hiryu growled, gripping his Anotherwatch in case things go south fast. Whisper, in turn, stayed silent as she readied herself for danger...As usual.
 
Sora and Rex would sit back in silence as Weiss tells them what Lucky said is nothing to worry about. But all of a sudden, a demonic looking face with this strange radio sounding voice appears, along with Red Hood, Byakuya, Leo, and Micah start singing. Once the song was over, the entity snaps it’s fingers and everyone becomes unconscious.


Everyone regains consciousness to then see a man who says his name is Doctor Facilier Despite not looking like one. Another one was there, he makes himself known as Roman Torchwick. “Where are we?”


“I think the more important question is why does a witch doctor, and a walking cliche want with us?” Apparently, he seems to know the rest of team WBY, and they know him as well. But before they (or at least Rex) can focus on that, he’s more distracted by the screaming Megumin who began freaking out that Lucky was eaten by a purple fox. Rex walks up to Megumin and was going to interfere until Facilier commanded that he spit him out, with him obeying the doctor’s command for a little while until he ate him again.

This action would have a dire consequence. The Smackhands were on at that point, as Rex grabs Swiftglove and begins to preform the heimlich in an attempt to spit Lucky out. “Alright. Cough up him now.” Megumin on the other hand tried to shake the downed Sage “Megumin, cool it. Shaking him isn’t helping.”

“I got it.” Sora went over to the boy and did his usual magic shtick of healing friends.

“Thanks. Now as for you two.” Rex turns to Roman and Facilier. “What do you want?”


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It appears that a nearby tent has caught Lilith's attention so she decides to take a look inside out of sheer boredom. "I think I might as well go inside, I've got nothing else better to do." Upon entering she expediently lays her eyes on the group of people, but mostly on Doctor Facilier. "What in lord's name is going on in here?"

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Weiss Schnee and Yang Xiao Long
Voodoo Shop, New Donk City
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(Confused) (Looks like the gym's gonna have to wait.)

Yang continued to just stand there, listening to what Roman had to say. Before she could do anything, Blake told her not to pay any mind towards him. She did all she could to obey, trying again at calming herself down, this time with somewhat more controlled deep, deep breaths to try to help her feelings

'D--Don't lose it now...don't...lose it. Focus on what to do, focus on what we can do...focus.'

Weiss, who was looking over, saw Lucky on the floor, having escaped the mouth of a dragon he and Megumin had come to know: Swiftglove.

"Lucky!"

Before the brainwashed dragon could swallow him whole again, she generated a Glyph under his feet, then reeled her hand back, propelling him away, and towards the ex-heiress. As he is sent back, she kneeled, holding her hands out to him, as she anticipated to catch him.

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Bardock stared at Roman with hints of anger in his voice as Roman patted him on the shoulder.

"You better fulfill that promise, Roman. What the hell is the "talk" supposed to be about anyway?"

Bardock was already glaring at the mingling group of strangers that had gathered.

The Saiyan's own patience was wearing thin.

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Soma Cruz & Shanoa

Just as when Roman's cane was about to touch Soma, a broken giant sword appeared out of nowhere and blocked it.

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Soma did not like the response, and Shanoa was surprised when he somehow summoned it. Soma calls off his familiar, disappearing into thin air. "How in the world can he do that?" She thought.

"A chat? Hmm...judging by what you've said, what do you have in mind? A plot to take down Ganondorf?" Soma asked.

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Benrey rose a brow as apparently, those guys wanted to talk. Must be god damn important for some reason, maybe it’s a mission they have to do, or it’s something else entirely different. Benrey just shrugged, as Benrey said out loud “Does anyone have a cig or something.... because this is getting more ridiculous each second. Also, can we all stop trying to kill each other for one second.” he said to everyone here.... but mostly to the more aggressive people here, because he doesn’t want to fight unless he knows their true intentions first.

Gretar however, was watching everything happening, but mostly keeping an eye on the strange four-legged creature that kept trying to eat Lucky, along with also offering to eat someone else. He just got his hammer ready in car it tried doing anything like that again, because he ain’t gonna have someone eaten right in front of him, plus, the man with the black coat wouldn’t mind a little bonk to the creature’s head in order to snap it back into reality, as long as it’s not outright trying to kill them.
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Lucky, on his way down the throat, suddenly felt another force pull him back out. Swiftglove's muscles still fought to keep him inside, resulting throat aches for Swiftglove and a thick coating of mucus for Lucky. With one last great tug upon reaching Swiftglove's teeth, Lucky was yanked free, and rocketed into Weiss's arms as a slimy pile of reddish-greenish gunk with eyes. "Thanks, Lassie. Now, where the hell are we? Hey..." Lucky's eyes bounced up and down Dr. Facillier. "...you're the guy we heard about on the train! It's one thing to kidnap us, but can you PLEASE make your pet stop eatin' me!?"

Swiftglove, meanwhile, was officially quite angry. "Spoil MY lunch, will you?" He spread the webbed appendages on his back, then raised them until they met over his back. By now, Weiss would have clearly noticed that these wing-like limbs were decorated with three and a half spots resembling eyeballs with yellow irises, and when they touched, they formed a gigantic eyeball in the center. When he gave the appendages a shimmy, yellow sparkles dispersed in bright, shiny rings.

Upon seeing the patterns, Lucky became limp, his eyes tethered to Swiftglove's spots. "Woooow..." He uttered, seeming to completely forget the situation at hand. Of course, it was like Weiss to see what was coming and look away, but Swiftglove would simply pluck the hypnotized Lucky out of her arms with his tail fingers and scamper for it.

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Chronology: Ultimate
DR ALEXIS KUROKI
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PHYSICAL CONDITION: Fine
MENTAL CONDITION: Riled Up, Concerned
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LOCATION: Dr. Facilier's Voodoo Emporium, New Donk City
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The combined efforts of Alexis, Gretar, Aloy, and Kassandra were enough to calm Ciri down, and seeing that, Alexis breathed a sigh of relief. The green mist wreathing the woman had dissipated and the building Pressure fell away. Everything was okay...except it wasn’t.

Before Alexis could notice Kassandra’s gesture towards Sage, she heard the scream of rage and cry of pain coming from the boy. Her eyes immediately shot towards the bottom of the stairs where Sage sat to see the boy in clear pain, yet still trying to give Ciri words of comfort. His Pressure was capped at a certain limit, but every other moment, it spiked, as if something was restricting his powers while he was trying to break free. It must have been that armband he was wearing!

Alexis was already running towards Sage when the gunshot cracked through the air. The kitsune’s eyes locked onto where the gunshot came from, a cowboy with a rifle propped up on his shoulder. Alexis almost went off right there and then on the man for shooting Sage, but she did her best to hold herself back. Fighting against her instinct to completely murder the man was like trying to fight a raging fire with a spoon of water. It was nearly impossible, but the rationale that Sage would only get more hurt if she acted out was what kept her from attacking.

Instead of burning Erron Black into ashes, Alexis dropped to her knees and held Sage in her tails. She watched as the bullet hole filled with sand, a horrible way to stop blood, and Alexis would’ve rather seen a clean wound than the mess of congealed blood and sand. The boy’s Pressure was getting even more erratic by the second, and Alexis was worried about the amount of emotional and physical agony he was in. Also, there was the worry about what would happen when his arm band could no longer contain Sage’s powers; the explosion would no doubt be violent and life-threatening to everyone in the room who wasn’t fireproof. Even though on the inside, Alexis was just as distressed as Sage in her own way, she had to keep up a calm demeanor to reassure him, “Sage, it’s okay, I’m here. I’ll protect you. Just please calm down, you’re hurting yourself.”

As if Sage getting shot wasn’t enough, a whole rogue’s gallery decided to appear behind Dr. Facilier, including a man that introduced himself as Roman Torchwick, a purple chimera named Swiftglove, and a burly, muscle-bound man named Bardock, among others. With them were the rest of the group, dragged here from wherever they were before. Now that everyone was brought here, what was going to happen. Torchwick made it obvious that they weren’t working for Ganondorf, but if not him, then who? Were they in a position similar to the Penguin? Questions and rage filled Alexis’s mind, leading her to shout out, “If you want to talk, get talking! I am this close to losing my temper, no thanks to you!”

 
Akari "Paladin" Kishiri
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"Well, if they can talk, then I'm inclined to believe they're tanukis. Not all raccoons can talk, after all. I did know a cat that could talk. He was... kinda weird around the female members of my group, let me leave it at that." Akari responded to Hiryu after taking another long sip of his drink.

All of a sudden, a strange orange-haired man in a suit broke into McSpankie's through a window. Akari's gaze shot towards him as he identified him as a possible threat. He placed a hand on the handle of his zweihander, but before he could say a word to him, the man released a purple gas from his cane. Akari's eyelids felt extremely heavy, and he collapsed forward into the table.

"But... I didn't... finish... *yawn...* my... fries..."
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Akari then woke up in a place that was positively filled to the gills with dark magic. He looked towards Facilier when he spoke, and then to the rest of his "friends" when they introduced himself. He wanted to draw his blade, but it seemed a bit too cramped to do so. Besides, Roman, as the orange-haired man had introduced himself, had mentioned that he and the others were not working for Ganondorf. Whether or not Akari wanted to believe that was up to him, but as they seemed to not be outwardly looking for a fight, Akari indulged them. "Do you not like Ganondorf? I could not help but notice your aversion when you were asked if you, Facilier, and the others were on his payroll. In that case, I second Rex's question: What exactly is it you want with us, then?"

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Sir Benedict Cucumberpatch
As soon as Benedict blacked out and saw Facilier on stage, he whacked Josh again
“AH! SEE! THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS!.....when you touch the tablecloth! Shadow voodoo men come.....ah....I hope your soul is taken......firs-“
“BENEDICT!“
Benedict would hear a loud female scream as he looked over at the stage, it was.......MADAM MAYOR!? She was with Facilier.....he even called her.....a friend!?
“YOU LEFT ME IN TANZANIA! NOW IM STUCK WITH THESE IDIOTS!“
Benedict would then speak
“Ah.....gasp! You’ve returned......did we excel our.....profit margins over in Tanzania?“
“NO!“
“GASP!“
Benedict’s eyes would then gleam with rage
“No profit margins.......siding with evil witch men.....Ah......you have betrayed me.“
Benedict would say as he pulled out his pistol, which in turn caused Josh to pull out a comically large shotgun, which in turn caused Madam Mayor to pull out an even bigger comically large shotgun.
“TRY ME B**CH!“
Her attempt at cursing would result in a loud beep, after all.....it is physically impossible for a cartoon to cuss.
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@ everyone else​
 
Weiss Schnee and Yang Xiao Long
Dr. Facilier's Voodoo Emporium, New Donk City
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(OHSHITOHSHITOHSHIT) (Looks like the gym's gonna have to wait.)

Weiss had to actually tug onto Lucky using her Glyph, going as far as changing its type into a Gravity one. As she did so, she heard Benedict berating his pet penguin, Josh, again.

"Mister, this isn't the time for--" Before Weiss could finish, she finally got Lucky out of the creature's mouth. However, as she let the Glyph disappear, it ended up heading towards Yang.

"Yang!" Weiss warned her teammate, who looked towards her at first, then as she looked around, she saw Lucky heading straight for her. With little time to react, she quickly wrapped her arms around Lucky as it entered her effective range, just as he collided with her. Although the blonde had managed to catch Lucky, she was sent skidding backwards, her balance slightly disturbed in the process. However, this, in no way, improved her mood; not only did she have to actively block out Torchwick's words from her mind, but now she had to protect a mate from his brainwashed friend.

Suddenly, some of the anger started to dissipate, starting with her irises reverting to their original color. Rather, she was now beginning to fear for her own friends.

"Thanks!" Yang shouted, with perhaps a little more energy put in her gratitude than usual. However, as she looked and saw Swiftglove's wings coming together to form trouble. She immediately closed her eyes in anticipation of what was gonna happen, tightening her grip in the process as she averted her gaze by turning her head away.

"Lucky, look away!" Yang said, "If you don't, there's no--"

Before she could continue, Lucky had been brainwashed. Before long, she had been reminded by what had happened in the past, that could've ended the team's lives back in the underground section of Brunswick Farms.

"I can't... Do this... I can't..."
"Blake... Get... Up!"
"It's fine..."

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While that was going on, Weiss, who had been similarly reminded of the incident, immediately rushed in, switching Myrtenaster's mode to Hard Light. The moment Swiftglove's tail fingers swooped in to snatch away Lucky, she pushed the trigger and thrust her rapier forward towards them, which resulted in its motions being blocked by a barrier of cyan shockwaves. While that was going on, she similarly kept her gaze averted, looking towards Yang, worried.

"Run!" Weiss frantically shouted towards her friend, who immediately took off while retaining the rabbit in her hands. As she ran, Yang looked down to the brainwashed Lucky and tried to reach out to him.

"Lucky, are you here? Lucky, can you remember what happened?"

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  • Kassandra was wearing a hat, which was... odd. Price considered slapping it off her head, but it was Megumin's hat, so he declined in favor of paying attention to the unfolding scene. That was the only reason, though.

    Ciri had guessed right in her assumption of how Facilier's card game worked. Not like blackjack, no, but instead revealing their past and future. So, what you'd expect from a voodoo shop to scam you with. Only, this probably is not a scam. Price didn't move as Facilier passed around the cards, glancing down to them, then keeping his eyes on the witch doctor. He chose the white-haired witcheress to go first, so this will be... interesting.

    And interesting it was; although to call it "interesting" would be a bit crass. Cold, to the witcheress. Facilier began, as you would expect, at the beginning. She was a royal child, which Price did not expect to hear. He looked over at Ciri at this, then back over to the witch doctor. He continued through her past, a shipwreck, childhood, up to an illusion that went far beyond little images. An illusion of great fire and a kingdom crumbling down combined with smoke that began filling the room, causing John to cover his mouth in response. He nonetheless kept his cool, not letting it freak him out. The cards went on to descibe her trials, the horrors she had been through. The last card had showed her future, or rather, what she would want to live like. Facilier flashed a grin, telling her he sees this future for her. Price glanced over to Ciri, noticing the tears rolling down her pained face.

    This man was getting more irritating by the second. No matter the facade he hides behind, the visage of an innocent businessman simply playing by the rules and making a deal with his clients is penetrated by an ounce of critical thought into his character. A manipulator who plays with shadows and kidnaps for leverage, nothing more. Not that that matters, of course, because they still have to deal with him nonetheless. Rest assured, he will not get out on top. Somehow.

    Blazkowicz got angry, doing what everyone wanted to do: telling Facilier off. Which was a fair reaction, Price can't blame him for it. But with Megumin on the line here, they can't risk stepping out of line with this man. The witch doctor quickly retaliated against him, though without using shouts. No, instead he produces Shoegumin from his jacket, and proceeds to light her on fire. Price reacted, nearly jumping out of his seat, but stopping short at balling his fist with a furious stare towards the witch doctor, which he did not expect to be anything but pathetic to Facilier. Not that he cared, the most deafening screams are the smallest, and Price was angry. He stayed put, before flashing a stare towards Blazkowicz, who was already sitting down by then. Megumin had returned to normal, not having any noticeable burn marks, at least. But then, she's a shoe, so what that means for the situation is still up in the air.

    A woman he saw on the train, but never caught the name of, made the same mistake as Blazkowicz immediately after his own repercussions. What her plan was in threatening the man is, well, beyond Price. Though she, as well as Aloy, some random man who had walked in here, and the fiery-haired kid, who looked extremely worse for wear, something even more concerning to John, switched to comforting Ciri. Price was silent there, knowing more than to overwhelm with multiple people saying variations of comforting words. Not that they were doing anything wrong, but that he doesn't want to push it.

    Kassandra, as pissed off as the rest of them, pushed her cards forward, offering her past and fortune to be told. A man did too, but Price never caught the name of him. Facilier's response was... not pleasant. He mentioned his friends, staring past the group towards the entrance. John turned his head, in time to hear a gunshot ring out, and a bullet wound to enter into Sage's shoulder. Instinct kicked in, and his hand immediately went for his handgun, unlocking the holster and drawing it, stopping just short of aiming it at Erron Black. "Shit," he said, mostly to himself, realizing how much of a bad idea it would be to try and kill this man. John looked back to Facilier, handgun still out, then back in to Black. He'd keep his eyes on him for now, refusing to sit back down, dread filling the Captain's chest as Facilier mentioned the other MPF remnants being rounded up by his friends.

    Once everyone was gathered, Facilier went into his spiel, turning Megumin back to her regular self. An orange-haired man stepped forward, one of Facilier's "friends," and introduced himself as Roman Torchwick, certified dick. He apparently knew Weiss and her friends, going as far as to mock the death of their loved one. His other friends included the likes of Bardock and Swiftglove, to name two. Though Price's sidearm was back in its holster, he held onto it nonetheless, ready in case they try anything.

    Some people asked questions, a valid one answered by Torchwick. No, apparently, they are not working for Ganondorf. Torchwick played up his personality to the point of being gratingly irritating, which is likely, well, the point. Having an extremely punchable face, voice, personality, dress sense, every fiber of his being, and nobody being able to actually cold-cock him square in the jaw, is a type of anger one would have to feel to ever begin to imagine what it's like. That is to say, holy fuck he's an asshole.

    Things were not going well, to say the least. Most of all with the fiery-haired kid, who's name is apparently Sage. Silver lining, Price now knows his name. But never mind that, others are helping him. Right now, John has to try and speed this thing along. He knows exactly what happens when you leave these unstable people in a room with assholes for too long, and it's nothing good. He turned to Facilier, hand still on his holstered sidearm.

    "You aren't working for Ganondorf, which means there's another player on the field, right? Bloke getting big for his boots, thinking grabbing power will save his arse from the Twilight? Fine," Price paused, thinking for a moment. "But what do they want with us, the remnants of an organization who, up until now, haven't given a shit about 'em? Unless, that's why our watches brought us here..." he gaze flicked away for a moment in thought. He had originally thought Ganondorf's influence had reached this world, and they had to snuff it out. If they are actually here to halt the plans of these schmucks, which is most likely, then these folk don't plan on letting the MPF out of here alive. But then, why bring them here? If you can knock everyone unconscious, just kill them then. His stare returned to Facilier's eyes. "Being multiversal arseholes yourselves, and, I imagine, your employer as well, you certainly know more than we do. You can handle yourselves, clearly." On the off chance they do need their help, be it with Ganondorf or something else, Price would much rather Facilier concede that information by denying John's praise, than him slyly offer the work. Small, perhaps insignificant, but anything helps at this point. Still, he doesn't expect that's the point of this "chat." "So if not information, or our employ, then what do you want? Are we in your way? Have you decided to be generous enough to let us choose to leave this universe before you fuck it all over?" If that's true, it then begs the question of "why?" None of this seems to add up.
 
"Nyee-hahahahahaha!" Swiftglove cackled, his tail reaching down for the perfect grip. For some reason, however, he...couldn't? Try as he might, his tail was blocked by weird light waves! "What?!"

As Swiftglove stood there, snarling and bristling, Lucky would come to, shaking his head. "Pretty...rings...Wait, what the fuck just happened!?"

"Oh, crap, you must've looked away for too long!" Suddenly, Swiftglove dangled down from the ceiling beams. "Don't worry, I'll make this quick." He stretched down to reclaim his unwilling meal, only to be slapped across the snout.

"JESUS CHRIST, LADDIE! It's enough that I've been knocked unconscious for, like, the third time this week, I'M DRAWING THE FUCKIN' LINE AT BECOMING LUNCH!"

"But you taste so goooooood!"

"FIND ANOTHER RABBIT!"

"There's no tiiiiiime, thooooough!" Lucky elected to try shutting Swiftglove up with his Paw o' Death, to no avail as the latter continued to whine. "YIP! YIPES! That's no way to treat a host!"

"Take that, fuckboy. Nobody fucks with the Paw o'...o'...Oh, such lovely wing-things you have, Laddie...Brrr, what am I doin'! STOP PUTTIN' ME IN A TRANCE, WILL YA!?"

Swiftglove giggled nervously, hastily folding his wings again. Lucky plugged him in the shoulder a second time.

"OW! OWWWW! All right, that does it! You leave me no choice!"

"No choice but what, Laddie? Tying me up wi-GAAHHAAACK!" Lucky-and possibly Yang, but it wouldn't affect her nearly as much due to her not being the target-was showered with grayish-aquaish breath, which, in seconds, turned him as motionless as a stuffed animal.

"Ugh, I really wish you just let me keep you down there, now you're gonna taste all funny...Oh, well." And the chimera reached down even lower, hoping to scoop Lucky up like a claw machine.

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Gretar​
It seems that this fox creature is always trying to devour their rabbit ally every chance it’s got, and trying to change it tactics in order to consume the hare every moment he spends in the fresh air. Gretar would only sigh as the creatures next attempt was using some sort of breath based attack in order to paralyze both the blonde and the rabbit. He only walked forward as he reached the fox creature, before raising his hammer into the air and:
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Enough said..... and hopefully it will either knock out the fox like creature into a concussion, or at least gain its attention for a bit. Of course, one of the villains allies were disobeying orders, so maybe a small bonk in the head would bring them back into reality, and Gretar really hoped he didn’t get shot for this, because those damn weapons that fire lead hurt so badly, much more than being set on fire.
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Nom, nom, nom...

As Swiftglove struggled to gulp Lucky down-or, given his upside-down position, up-his cheerful smile had crumpled into a regretful wince. As effective as his stunning breath could be, to be blunt it made Lucky taste like a sponge soaked in expired mint mouthwash. On the other hand, if he was able to get Lucky into his belly, that icky outer coating would finally melt away, and he would soon have a deliciously meaty aftertaste.

He'd gotten a little past Lucky's nose when Gretar approached, and the critter gave him sideeye. Didn't he know that Swiftglove wasn't one to share? He picked up his swallowing speed.

Unfortunately for him, Gretar actually wanted to bop him upside the head with a mallet. This instantly made him dizzy, and Lucky slipped a little ways out of his jaw. He also lost his grip on the ceiling beam, sending them both crashing to the floor.

"Chomusuke, are you okay?" Megumin called, trying to lift Swiftglove off her rabbit friend.

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