Ruby Rose
(Stage)

"Alrigh--wait, two drummers?"

Ruby was a bit dumbfounded when Ben asked if he could fill in as a second drummer. She wondered exactly how'd that work, but as the first performances started flowing in, suddenly, she no longer thought too much about the idea. Then, she responded snappily,

"Well, alright! As long as there's nothing wrong with that."

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Techmarine Martellus​
SPARK-001, designation Praetorian
Status: OK​
Status: OK
Actions: Interacting with Ruby Rose ( marc122 marc122 )​
Actions: Interacting with Dedede ( FoolsErin FoolsErin )
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"Hmrph."
The Techmarine barely reacted to going from a life or death scenario to knock out the son of the xeno warlord, to what apparently was some sort of music contest. Martellus immediately had the perfect song in mind.
At least, until he was approached by someone looking for band members.
Martellus was hesitant about actually joining up with the band member seeker, but after a few seconds of silence decided that eh, why not. Victory meant securing a sample that the Imperium could investigate later. Martellus shrugged-might as well show them all the glory of the Imperium. Maybe not in combat, but it could work.
"Very well, I will join your little band."
"Do you need a particular role filled?"

"Affirmative. I am capable of sound effects, lyrics, as well as imitating any instrument."
It was rather... odd, how this machine that had been issuing threats earlier was suddenly speaking like it usually did-polite if not a little too formal.
"I have no band members with me, so I will aid you in this match. Do you require any particular instrument?"
Praetorian went silent for a bit as the BIT drone floating over the SPARK chirped and beeped as it looked around, floating over to the stage and back.
"Come to think of it, I never got your name. Call me Praetorian-as for you?"
 
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Ben Tennyson -> Fourarms
Location: Band Time
Interactions: GearBlade654 GearBlade654 marc122 marc122 Veradana Veradana
Surroundings: N/A
GM Interactions: N/A


"Before we start, I think I'll show you where I keep my other set of arms."

Ben smacks the Omnitrix down, initiating transformation as he took on a familiar shape.

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"Fourarms! Twice the hands, twice the banging."

 
Ruby Rose
(Comet Observatory)

"So...you've been that one alien back in the Star Festival the whole time?"

Ruby said, in wonder about Ben's transformations.

- - - - -​

...That certainly opens up tons of possibilities! If he can transform into something like, say, a big bear, or even a dragon for a change, then that can be eye-opening for how capable he is! And I say he most likely has those abilities. But, this is Ben I'm talking about. Who knows what he could come up?

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Then, once she had really connected one-and-one together, she said, her voice eventually turning enthusiastic,

"Huh! I guess that is possible in itself. Now, go get the drums! I'll get remaining members for our performance!"

Ruby then turned away from ben himself as she stepped out, waving her hand and saying,

"Anyone else? We're about to try out for the audience!"

Then, as she did so, a new arrival had come to her, which piqued her interest. A man in hulking space armor of steel, wanting to play with her and a boy who can turn into an alien? Well, the armor was one thing, but sure enough, she had to get him on board, especially with how tight the race to essentially be called the best showmen the Mushroom Kingdom has ever witnessed. Okay, then.

"Sure, you may be the bassist."

And then there was only one left.

Guitar.

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The ensuing chaos would have awoken Jason Todd from his slumber, who looked around in confusion for a moment. "The hell...?" He asked in... mild confusion while looking around at the ensuing chaos around him, only to notice that Bowser Junior had been captured already. Smirking behind his helmet, he nodded to the group.

"Heh... guess you guys aren't completely useless after all. Nice job," He said, before he ended up looking down at the ropes he had found himself unfortunately trapped in. Glancing back up, he somewhat nervously added, "Uhh... can someone untie me please?" His prayers were soon answered by none other than Batman himself, who proceeded to cut him out of his restraints with a batarang. Jason stood up and nodded, rubbing his wrists with each arm. "Thanks... kinda Batman." He said, having witnessed the man's actions enough to know that this definitely wasn't his Batman. It was then that Agent 3 nodded, to which Jason smirked and nodded, before aiming his pistol directly at Bowser Junior.

"I like the sound of that idea." He said in an almost sadistic tone. Though, before they could get any information, that Dib boy with the gigantic head shot Bowser Junior with some... electric gun that he apparently pulled out of ass just now, which caused the tyke to sperg out for a moment and ultimately collapse soon after, knocked out cold.
Agent 3 laughed a little when Jason agreed with her idea and the two had their weapons pointed at the turtle's face. "Alright you son of a-" Dib happened shortly, completely ruining the opportunity. "...What the hell? Come on! Well, guess we're gonna have to wait until 'next time' to get some answers, then!" She sighed. "Nice job to throw away an opportunity. Shame that big head of yours doesn't have a brain to match." She said coldly to Dib, seeming thrown off by that. She shrugged and lowered her gun, following Jason and regrouping with the others shortly. Upon getting down there, however, this happened.

The man in green is back.
"It's-a Luigi time!"

Like a dove descending from heaven above, Luigi slowly hovered downwards with the use of.... balloons. And only three, somehow. Whatever. He eventually landed on the ship's deck alongside all of you with a wide smile and waved. "Hello! You remember-a me?" He asked, as Jason Todd audibly groaned from the front.

"Yes... we remember you..."

"Good!" He exclaimed in response. "Because I have another point-a game for you!"

"Wh--"

Before you could even adequately respond, Luigi snapped his fingers, and you were all suddenly transported to...

A stage...?

Stagelights, smoke machines, red curtains, hard wood floors, and a a full audience (comprised of Koopas, Goombas, Toads, and several other creatures you didn't even recognize)...

Yeah, this was a stage alright.

"The fuck!? How the hell did we get here!? Why are we here!? The fuck is happening!?" Jason shouted in pure confusion, clearly the most worried he's been up to this point. Those questions were soon answered as another blue hologram, similar to the one from the first Point Game, soon appeared right in front of you, detailing the rules of this next event.
Agent 3 looked around, bewildered and lost in thought. "What the... what... I... I'm sorry, whaaat." She voiced her confusion and then looked around. 'A freaking MUSIC contest?' She thought to herself before just zoning out and facepalming. "...Yeah, no thanks." She then said and just headed off further from everyone, not really wanting to try this one. The Inkling species may have plenty of music in its culture (as shown by Marie just now), but Agent 3 isn't really too much of the 'music' type. Heck no. "...I'll just be back here."
Details
Link to CS: Here!
Hex Code: #61BD6D
Status (physically): Fine
Status (mentally/emotionally): Fine
Location: A Stage?
Powers: Inkling (species abilities and traits)
Items: Hero Shot, Splat Bombs, X1 Super Mushroom
Active buffs/power-ups: None
Course of action: Point game, not this time
Interactions: thatguyinthestore thatguyinthestore (GM), Sayo-Nara Sayo-Nara
Mentions: Ferociousfeind Ferociousfeind
Nearby:

In group: Nobody (point game), anyone (nearby)​
Actually nearby: (Anyone who's at the 'back' area)​
 
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The dragonet form of Midgardsormr had been content to follow the others silently. Keeping to himself no matter what chaos unfolded, considering his involvement wasn't needed. Then the Man in Green appeared, and transported them onto a giant stage. He listens to the explanation and laughs to himself. "A Band? Hah.... Hah.... Hah.... That does not sound like a good idea, but if thou insists, I shall oblige. I suppose I shall go with who I know." The then flaps over to the Shape shifting boy from the starting planet, and the Silver eyed girl in Red from the Loop de Loop Galaxy, Landing upon her shoulder. "I shalt assist thine efforts, if thou would have me."
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    ~Shilo Saga~
    Location: Playing Field
    Inventory: 9 throwing knives (hidden), two katar, a Bowie knife, a Glock .45, and a M16A3
    Power: Light Manipulation
    Stand: Death Valley Queen
    Mood: Enraged and dangerous

    Condition: Healthy
    “I don’t like being exposed either, but I got your back, so don’t worry about it, kid,” Shilo told Tanya with a nod. The blonde acted without thinking, but she was young and that was something that could be fixed if someone gave the time and had the patience to try. Hopefully, Tanya would actually pay attention. The raven haired woman continued forward, pressing the door open and stepping out onto the deck with a creak underfoot. She stepped forward despite the sound, squinting against the bright light for a moment as her eye quickly adjusted. Without warning, the blonde teen jumped into the air and hit her head on yet another invisible force field. “We’re in space...on a ship like this, and you thought it was open to the void?” the woman asked with a sigh. Stealth, she knew, was not an option so it was best they made up as much ground as possible before something happened. Shilo took point, walking ahead of the group so she could check around corners and make sure that they were actually clear. The ship was quiet, though. The kind of quiet that put the assassin on edge, so when the alarm blared, it was more relaxing than stress inducing for her, at least. Something was happening, good. But, the Fake-Bowser that had taken them before appeared and the assassin couldn’t help feel disappointed. At this point she’d given up on facing anyone who could be deemed an actual threat, but she’d hoped for at least a challenge. With the group that they had, this was going to be a sweep. So, instead of joining in on the fight, the woman decided to take a step back and watch. At the very least she could see who she would want to try and recruit into MPF and keep around as an ally to Team 73.

    So, instead of engaging in the fight, Shilo merely turned around to face the group. She lifted her left index finger and made a circle motion pointing toward the sky. “Clean it up,” she stated, almost bored, as she walked back into the group where she could spectate. A smirk played at the corner of her lips as Lu Bu called the Fake-Bowser out on it’s lack of resemblance to the real deal. The smirk grew a bit when the hero turned back and asked about the game. In response, Shilo merely lifted her hand and gestured to the Fake-Bowser in a motion that said ‘be my guest’. Her attention then turned to the others. She watched as Upgrade merged with Praetorian, quirking an eyebrow, though she said nothing. Praetorian promptly opened fire, which the woman had to admit was rather entertaining to watch. The male teen who had suggested dividing up the groups in the first place was spouting out orders. Finding weak points, blinding it, communication. All good things and normally, she would have stepped in to help blind the annoyance but to Shilo, this wasn’t a real fight and felt that her time was better spent with making sure the group actually listened to the good ideas and communicated.

    Tanya was ready for the fight, a good sign. Sev, equally, was ready -- though eager enough to kill that when the girl called dibs, he responded with a threat. The assassin sighed. “Whoever gets to it first gets it. No calling dibs. And no friendly fire. Communicate as a team and work together, there’s enough of him to go around.” Shilo hadn’t expected to spend her time away from Team 73 teaching a group of riff raffs how to work together. One thing she could say, that it was significantly less brain numbing working with this smaller group, most of which she’d chosen, than the entirety of the crowd. The blue haired teen summoned some creature which reminded Shilo of the Stands, or whatever, from Millennium City. Something she’d personally never used, or was even sure she had. Nonetheless, it was good to see someone who did. “Mind friendly fire, ally in close quarters,” Shilo warned the group who stayed range. She’d have to tell the woman, the one she’d already deemed to be useless and to protect on the Small Planet, that she would need to warn the group next time she decided to make things more up close and personal. The Fire Flower had given her the ability to at least fight, though for how long, well, they’d just have to see. Shilo’s warning became even more important as the penguin king from before hurried forward to deal whatever damage he could with his hammer, which naturally caught the wooden weapon aflame due to what had happened prior. Poorly thought out, not a great execution...the woman sighed. At least this time it didn’t rebound and hit him in the face. Shilo was less worried about Lu Bu getting shot than she was the others, considering the fact that the hero’s body could turn to smoke. Nonetheless, she hoped those in the group would mind her anyway.

    Shilo looked over when she heard someone talking. A voice familiar from all the background noise the assassin and tuned in on from time to time. The man in the rabbit hood. He said something about a fire rod, the ship catching alight, and then a bow. The raven haired woman watched as the man produced his weapon and shot. He had good aim, was mindful of the allies at the front, nothing that Shilo could particularly comment on. The woman’s gaze continued to sweep across the group as she gauged the attack like nothing more than a training exercise. Maya had taken a step back, aiming her rifle and waiting for the perfect shot. Just as Shilo had anticipated, the spy wasn’t going to be needing any suggestions.

    As the attacks started to hit, it became clear exactly why Shilo had been so at ease with the fight. It wasn’t a matter of overwhelming it with numbers, though they clearly could have. No, Fake-Bowser was nothing more than a waste of time. So much so that those piloting the damn thing weren’t taking it seriously. As the kindergartner's arts and crafts project burst into flames and, in the end, exploded, the group was left with four turtle like beings who called themselves the Koopa Bros. Part of Shilo wanted to put an end to this entire interaction right then and then, leaving all four of the ‘Bros’ on the ground with knives protruding from their skulls. However, the assassin knew better than to act so brashly and with such needless violence. Just because someone had the urge to kill did not mean that they needed, or even should, do so. It was all about timing.

    Shilo wasn’t the only one over the interaction it seemed, as the blue haired teen produced a different creature. One that was far more terrifying than the other. The woman’s gaze flitted over it for a moment, ignoring everything else as she gauged what the creature was. Her attention snapped away from the blue haired teen and his summons and back to the Koopa Bros as some sort of shadow appeared, wrapping itself around the turtles, and hanging them upside down. Shilo couldn’t help but sigh, crossing her arms over her chest and leaning against the wall with one shoulder as she watched on. Despite her initial want to kill the four Fake-Bowser pilots, she didn’t really see them as enough of a threat to warrant the effort. So, she continued to be a silent watcher and gauge how the others dealt with them. To sum it all up into one word: Disastrously.

    Tanya’s voice cut into Shilo’s thoughts, begging to kill one of the turtles. “No,” the woman stated bluntly. Her gaze turned back onto her group, watching as Frank messed with his mags and fired four shots. For a moment, she tensed, looking back at the turtles to realize that Woods hadn’t shot to kill, or even really hurt -- she relaxed. It became obvious pretty damn quick that the Koopa Bros were more than willing to talk. However, movement caught her attention and she turned head to watch Sev step forward. He threw a warning back at the rest of the group and Shilo tensed, pushing herself off the wall. “Sev,” her own warning clear in her tone, but the clone missed it. The assassin hurried forward, but Woods got there faster. She stepped in beside the Marine. For the first time, she looked genuinely dangerous. “Listen to Woods before I actually have to get my hands dirty.” If it was a fight Sev was looking for, he could find it with her if he decided to step out of line.

    At the sound of the siren, Shilo didn’t even flinch. Despite how long it had been since she heard it, Woods’ Stand was all too familiar. Though, the Team 73 Leader didn’t turn to help the interrogation, instead, she kept her gaze on the clone. Everyone else could handle the Koopa Bros while she, instead, tried to keep them safe from unnecessary slaughter. Luckily, Lu Bu seemed to be on the same page, though taking an even more gentler approach which Shilo had to admit she appreciated. Though she wasn’t able to for long. “God dammit,” Shilo growled under her breath and Tanya flew in, and tried to grab one of the Koopa Bros. Luckily, she failed due to the shadow’s grasp on all of them. That didn’t stop Sev from grabbing Tanya and threatening the child. Shilo stepped forward to get them off of each other but before she could, she felt a blast of heat and turned to see one of the Koopa’s blasted from the shadow’s grip and bouncing across the boat now covered in soot before he promptly died. Teal eyes turned to the kitsune and narrowed. So much for handling this with grace. Before she could step in, the hero did first. Good, she was probably someone more qualified to handle the kitsune anyway. So, the assassin turned back to Sev and Tanya. Just as herself, Praetorian was also concerned with the two impulsive simpletons. This entire thing had gone up in Hell flames.

    Shilo grabbed Sev’s arm, pulling it away from Tanya while shooting him a dangerous glare before turning the same glare onto girl. “I asked you to join the group because I thought your skills would be useful. Instead, you throw it back in my face by proving that you are untrustworthy, impulsive, unable to listen to a damn order, and a threat to the group itself. You step out of line one more time and I will send you both back to your worlds in body bags. You will both stay close to me or Woods. You will not act unless one of us gives the order. One step out of line, and Woods will be dropping napalm on your asses until I tell him to stop, and I love a long fire works show, do I make myself clear.” This entire thing had gone so poorly Shilo was genuinely thinking about abandoning the group altogether, hoping that Woods, Lu Bu, and Praetorian would follow suit and just moving on from there to handle this entire situation on their own. Or, rounding up those same people and dropping every single person here to was deemed a threat. God, never in her life had she been with a group of people so fucking dangerous. Not in general, but to themselves. The woman wasn’t one you could exactly consider non-violent, or even tame. But Jesus fuck, this was absolute chaos.

    Despite that, however, the two groups joined back up with Bowser Jr. and the three still living Koopa Bros under their watch. At this point, however, Shilo was wondering if they were fighting for the right side. Or more accurately, if everyone in their group deserved to be fighting for this side. The assassin was now on high alert, anger and annoyance radiating off of her. The woman stepped away from the group, avoiding all of them as she leaned against one of the wooden walls. Even when Luigi appeared, she made no effort to check on what the Italian man had to say.

    When the scene abruptly changed, the assassin nearly fell over, her wall taken away. She planted a foot back, catching herself. Shilo looked around at the new scene in front of her and shook her head. After what had just happened, to be thrown into a game? A life had been needlessly lost, enemy or otherwise, due to the groups actions and they were going to forget that, jump into playing instruments? Pretend like the group wasn’t a complete shit show and that some of the people that definitely needed to be taken out, or at least badly whipped into shape, weren’t right there in front of them? Shilo further removed herself from the group, jumping off of the stage and walking up one of the aisles of seats to get as far away from everyone as she possibly could. When there's a threat, you take it out, you do not hesitate. It doesn't matter if it's someone you once considered an ally or a child. The second you hesitate is the second you die. Her father's words rang in her mind as she took a seat, looking back up on stage, her eyes quickly picking out Sev and Tanya in the group. A child and a clone. Both were dangerous in their own right. They were both skilled, both used to taking orders, but neither of them had a leader that they could exactly rely on here. She and Woods could try, but they had a very limited amount of time to actually whip them into something that could be considered allies before either of them go on a killing spree. One talk most likely wasn't going to do shit and in all honesty, neither of them had a reason to think she or the Marine were really fit to be followed. People act off of what they know, it's your job to know better. Guide them when they need it then kill them when they don't listen. She froze for a moment as Andrew's words played through her mind. Off of instinct, they'd been what she'd followed. Both the clone and the child had been warned, hopefully it would stick with them. Despite how willing she was to do it, Shilo really didn't want to be the one to drop allies.
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Sev got ripped away from Tanya by a familiar face, Shilo, who then proceeded to give a whole long speech on disobedience, teamwork followed by a threat of termination, all in all, a handbook speech, but Sev wasn't going to be demeaned by someone he barely knows himself. Sev cleared his throat, still looking Shilo dead in the eyes as he decided to come back with a speech of his own, "You make yourself clear, though I don't get why you think you can assume the position of leader. Hell, I don't even know who you are beside your name." The Clone's tone was unchanging but assertive, "I'm sure you believe you are a perfect leader, I'm sure you got all the experience you need under your belt but if you think that I will follow your every word to the grave, without even knowing who you are, or even trusting you completely, then frankly, you're delusional." Sev continued his own speech, "Where I'm from, I was born with my squad, my leader was very much my own brother, so were my comrades. I had known them from the academy all the way to the battle on Geonosis, I saw countless of my comrades get slaughter by these bugs, my ow brothers getting torn to shreds." Sev lowered his rifle. letting his guard down for once, "And then after all that, after Geonosis, after Kashykkk, after everything I get transported to a place I don't know, with my brothers nowhere in sight and you expect me to give unconditional loyalty to someone I only know the first name of?" Sev scoffed, giving a moment to catch his breath.

"But if there's one thing I know a leader shouldn't do, is threaten their subordinates, especially not their prospective subordinates. I don't know what you've gone through, and maybe one day we can talk about where each of us has been and gone. My respect isn't a given, its earnt, and you won't earn my respect by threatening my life." The clone looked down on Shilo, hopefully she wasn't closed-minded enough to see where Sev was coming from, a lost soldier in a foreign land with no clear structure of command, or no trustworthy one at that. However, before Sev got a response they were transported to what seemed to be a stage, the group was informed they'd have to perform a song of sorts, either in a band or solo, Sev already knew what he was gonna do.

When it was Sev's turn he took the stage, he remembered an ancient Mandalorian song that the Bounty Hunter, Jango Fett, had taught all clones in the academy, Vode an, meaning brothers all.

"Kote!"
His voice boomed with pride
"Kandosii sa ka'rta, Vode an."
Sev got into the rhythm of the Mandalorian war chant
"Coruscanta a'den mhi, Vode an."
He started to think of the time with his brothers
"Bal kote, darasuum kote,
Jorso'ran kando a tome. "
The song started to pick up the pace
"Sa kyr'am nau tracyn kad, Vode an.
Kandosii sa ka'rta, Vode an.
Coruscanta a'den mhi, Vode an. "
The song was about brotherhood, undying loyalty to your brothers and swearing death to those who oppose you, but it wasn't done yet.
"Bal... Motir ca'tra nau tracinya.
Gra'tua cuun hett su dralshy'a.
Aruetyc runi cet slarycina solus cet o'r.
Motir ca'tra nau tracinya.
Gra'tua cuun hett su dralshy'a.
Aruetyc cet slarycina runi trattok'o.
Sa kyr'am nau tracyn kad, Vode an! "
The song had kicked itself into high gear, the last part of the song finishing fast and just as powerful as it started.
As Sev finished his performance he went to find a place in the audience to sit and watch the other performances. He didn't understand how someone who had barely gotten to know him or gain his own trust had the nerve to force his own loyalty onto them, but that was a question for another day. Right now Sev preferred to think of his brothers, Scorch, Boss and Fixer, his bacta brothers, his now long lost brothers.

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Ruby Rose
(Comet Observatory)

Of course, the wait for a guitarist meant that there was bound to be a few unexpected visitors.

Ruby saw what appeared to be a familiar looking dragon, but in miniature form, come up to her, hovering. There were no functional hands that she could see feasibly holding a guitar, let alone actually playing it. There were also no hands nor feet that could reach in enough to play drums. As much as she wanted him to be a guitarist, unfortunately, she had no choice but to relegate him to other positions in the band, although backing vocals and living stage prop could be feasible options, pyrotechnics being a close third if he demonstrates breathing fire.

Oh well.

"I wasn't expecting you to want to sign up, but sure! Unfortunately, as much as I really want you to play guitar, backing vocals, flying prop, and—or—pyrotechnics are my options for you."

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Julia

The Espeon's smile falls as she finds herself completely ignored. She sighs. Being a guildmaster meant nothing to these people. Arceus, not being in charge sucks...

Julia shakes her head and stands up. She wasn't just going to sit and sulk for this whole competition. She decides to approach the skeleton she had bested in the last game, although possibly only due to luck.

"Hey, Sans. Wanna play with me?"

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Sir Benedict Cucumberpatch

Benedict’s mind raced, “Ah..........a singing competition, Josh, this is our hour, have a seat.” Benedict said as Josh sat down, looking at the chalkboard Benedict had written on, “Ah........This is the song we shall sing.......we shall do it excellently, and we shall win. If not, we shall lose...........I never lose.” Josh stared at the chalkboard in perfect and complete concentration, his brain trying to wrap around this huge, enormous flaw in Benedict’s plan, Josh went up to the board, and erased a small smudge on the chalkboard with his flipper, “Never do that again.” Benedict continued to plan out, “Ah........I shall sing, not Josh, excellent. Josh...........You shall play.........the baritone horn, a classic instrument of choice.” Benedict would’ve continued, but he froze, he needed one more person to play an instrument, and he certainly wasn’t going to let the enemy join his band. But maybe “They” would give him an extra member, Benedict pulled out his walkie-talkie, “Ah.........if you can hear me, I need another agent here, now, we are on a stage...........in space, good luck, indeed.” Benedict said before putting it back into his coat, “Ah.......now we wait.”

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    “"Battle of the Bands"?”

    Inazuma read outloud. Their second "Point Game" now has them competing against each other again like before. However,this time around,the most members a team could have was five,and it would seem that a number of them had already formed a band of their own. The reward itself is pretty generous too,as it gives out an award of "500" points. Although seeing as it'll be given to the winning solo/team,it......very effectively discouraged the young shipgirl,to say the least. Those points could really get her and the biotechnical man (Excalibur) a Super Star (which could certainly benefit anyone who decided to use it),or if it was now not on sale,then the other restorative items Luigi would above for sale which they could share to others who will need it most.

    No,don't think that way,Inazuma! Even if you lose,at least you can be happy that you went up to perform! After all,this could be the only time I get to sing to my heart's content on this adventure with everyone else from different worlds!

    A split second after she had mentally attempted to encourage herself,she was immediately crestfallen at the realisation that she had just reminded herself:This may be the only moment where her life takes an extraordinary turn,freeing her briefly from the neverending battle against the Abyssal Fleet.

    ....This really is the only time I get to be with everyone here huh....?

    Sighing,she raised both hands and lightly smacked her cheeks in an attempt to snap the thought off her mind. Laffey seems to be looking at her and then at other two girls (Luka and Ahim) for some reason,but never mind that now. Looking around for the seemingly-alien-esqe man (Excal),she found him kneeling on the floor at the side,strumming the strings of a guitar. His fingers shifted towards a different position as he plucks the strings one by one,apparently experimenting the different tunes the the guitar makes as affected by the way the guitar strings were held down. Judging by the clamp between the third and fourth fret,it seems he had also just tested the change in melody a row of strings being held down separately would make. Heck he even has a ring pick worn on his thumb throughout the random experimental strumming. Someone here's clearly real curious about how the instruments provided here works. There's a problem however....

    “Um....I don't think that's how you hold the-”

    Having not heard her,he took the ring pick off his thumb,as well as the clamp off the fret neck and....


    .....on his own,he played a song she does not know of with the guitar. He even figured out that the hollow structural design of the guitar could also let him play the guitar differently,using the body as if it was a drum. It sounded a little sluggish at certain points though;some of the strumming was a little rough and ruined the tone of the melody,and some of the banging on the flat surface of the guitar ended up being a little louder than the other.

    However,that did not change the fact that he actually made an ongoing melody on his own. Just by experimenting and analysing the different sounds the strings make at that. He seemed to have noticed the ruined melody as it turns out,and started playing the song all over once more. This time,the melody no longer sounded forced or hard. It was gentle,as if an experienced player had picked the guitar up and started strumming away.

    I-incredible........is there ever something he could not do!?

    That said,the way he held the guitar still mildly bothered her;he was not holding the guitar in a correct manner. In fact,he held it more like a shamisen,of all things.

    “W-wait!” Inazuma said, “You're holding it more like how someone plays the shamisen,here,this is the correct pose.”

    The headstock was now facing horizontally as opposed to vertically,and the inwardly curved body side now rests on his left thigh. He nodded at her before looking at the stage from the side,where an armoured man (Sev) was singing a.....foreign song of sorts,before looking back at her,point at himself and then at her,and then at the stage itself. It did not take long enough for Inazuma to roughly guess what he's trying to say.

    “You mean you'll group up with me?”

    He (General Tin-Face) nodded,and eventually looked around at the rest of the groups that has yet to perform or form a group (or pretty much decided not to perform) before turning his gaze back at her,pointing at her and then at his throat. This probably could only mean one thing:

    “I'm the one singing then?”

    With a moment of hesitation,he nodded,subtly nervous about the suggestion for some reason.

    “I...guess it can't be helped. I'm the only one in the group currently who could sing after all. I-I have a song in mind though! Can you play the drum?”

    For a brief moment,he looked at the set of drums at the side of the wall,went towards it and......straight up went back to square one and started experimenting the sounds the Toms,Snare,Symbals,Hat and Bass does.

    I really find this scary.......either he's just testing to check for any faults,or he actually doesn't know how to play until 2 minutes later.

    Sure enough,the biomechanical man's already landing some brief but skilled beats upon the fifth attempt. At this rate he might as well be named "Gary-Stu" unironically.

    “I.....guess that makes the drum accounted for,there's the bass or lead guitar,the acoustic guitar and the pianoist.”

    Yeah.....certainly not much of a good sign for her and the newly appointed drummer (who is currently doing some drum solos as practice). Although the lack of members to fill up the band was not the only thing troubling her.

    Can I really do this on my own without Ikazuchi,Hibiki or Akatsuki? I don't think they've ever heard of "Marine Mirage" ,and we don't have enough time to practice either until its our turn....
 
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"In May of 1941 the War had just begun~

The 'bloods built had the biggest ship that had the biggest guns~"


Laffey then approaches Inazuma.

"Oh, hello Inazuma. Would you... like to be part of Laffey's band. Laffey is thinking of singing an old war song popular with her people back in the day," Laffey takes a piece of paper out, "What Laffey has here is the old song called Sink the-"

Realising what just ensued, Laffey ripped the paper and shoved it in her mouth, chewing then swallowing.

"... so, anything in mind?"
 
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Odessa did not like being yanked away from the group by the freak in the bat costume so she only half-heartedly listened to his quite frankly god-awful plan and after he was done, gave only the faintest of acknowledgements then promptly walked off the stage. A singing competition? Really? Not that she would call what they have gone through a battle, it was more of a training excerise. Besides she didn’t like singing. And the Batman was hell bent on making a fool out of himself in public then fine by her. Someone else had the same idea when she entered the breeches, and that was the raven-haired girl from earlier. She was just about to sit and engage in conversation but something made her pause. The girl seemed unapproachable and she was friends with that Woods fellow, the one who had berated her in front of everyone. She had shaken it off at the time, but only now under reflection did she realize just how bad it was. The girl probably already had a low opinion of her if her circle of friends is anything to come by. So she sat by her, not next to her, but by her. She did seem to be the unapproachable type. She sighed and engaged in what was probably going to be fruitless conversation, ”so, a singing competition? Honestly after all the silliness I'm more surprised we aren't used to it.” She smiled a bit then dropped it. For all she knew, the woman could be a potential enemy but she could try to befriend her nevertheless. She looked at her silk ribbon, and noticed how delibrately her hair fell over one of her eyes. Either this was a fashion choice of some degree, or she was hiding some scars. If her scars were anything like Odessa’s then it would be best not to talk about it. The chances of her opening up to a complete stranger on a whim was unrealistic so she didn't breech the topic.

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After escaping the enemy ship, it seemed like they were in for another silly diversion. Seriously! How was this helping to get more Stars? Furthermore, Luka had no experience with music, so she’d be sitting out again. Ahim, on the other hand, seemed more enthusiastic about the whole thing. Joining a group seemed like a better plan than going solo if they were looking to win the points, and Luka certainly wouldn’t be any help, so they wandered among the different groups forming, looking for one that still had space. After a few tries, they found one grouping up around Ruby, the girl who’d tried taking charge in the Loop-De-Loop Galaxy earlier.

Ahim and Luka approached Ruby together, but Ahim was the first to step forward

“Excuse me,” Ahim said, “Would you happen to have a space for another person? I have some confidence in my skills when it comes to music.”

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    ~Shilo Saga~
    Location: Playing Field
    Inventory: 9 throwing knives (hidden), two katar, a Bowie knife, a Glock .45, and a M16A3
    Power: Light Manipulation
    Stand: Death Valley Queen
    Mood: Steady

    Condition: Healthy
    Shilo remained in the back, watching the performances as she calmed herself down. Thoughts of her father, the man who had recruited her to Team 73 -- Andrew Kaloh, and her Co-Leader Vincent Riggs, ran through her mind as she tried to figure out the best solution to the issues at hand. She heard of of the seats near her creak and turned her head to see the blonde that Woods had yelled at before. The last one to take a shot at the force field in the cell, and the one who had blown the Fake- Bowser’s arm off. Out of all of the times to approach her, the woman chose when Shilo was actually angry? Well, not everyone had timing. “You get used to world hopping, eventually. A lot of places have bullshit like this.” she stated bluntly, her gaze going back to the stage. She quirked an eyebrow as the clone took position and listened to his war chant carefully. His small speech from before ran through her mind once more and she knew that, against her better judgement, she was going to have to actually try and talk to him. When he sat down, she waited a moment before getting to her feet. “I have to take care of something, if you’ll excuse me,” she explained to the blonde woman before walking off to take a seat at Sev’s left side. “That was...nice,” she murmured. Compliments clearly weren’t really her thing. She sat in silence for a moment before actually getting into what she wanted to say. “Here’s the thing, Sev. A group like this, especially a group that has as many killers, or at least those with the ability to kill, as this one needs someone to take the lead and keep all of that as contained as possible. Luckily, we have a few people here who can work together to do that,” she gestured to a few such as Woods, Lu Bu, Medic, and Makoto. “Otherwise, every encounter is going to end exactly as the last one did. With threats, infighting, and eventually needless death,” she took a moment to gather her words. “I’m not the perfect leader, never claimed to be, never will. But I tend to know what I’m doing," she lifted a hand to scratch the back of her neck as she tried to figure out the best way to approach what else she had to say. "I don’t expect unconditional loyalty.” She let that hang in the air for a moment before she continued on.

    “What I was hoping for, what I expected, was that you, and Tanya, especially would be able to understand enough of what was going on that your more violent actions need to be better calculated. I wanted to be able to be a voice of reason for you two because I have been where you are.” Again, she paused to give the words a bit more emphasis. “You can’t act just because you want to act. This isn’t your world. The enemies here aren’t as dangerous as the ones you’re used to and don’t deserve the same treatment. Everyone, not just you, needs to be able to gauge the situation better and not act like we’re on our own worlds. Things get nasty if we don’t.” Her gaze flicked to him for a moment as she sat further back in her chair. “I know what it’s like to be pulled away from your group and thrown into a strange ass place with a group of people you don’t know. And with every group like this, there are going to be people who don’t listen, who act without the groups best interests in mind, and make things more dangerous than they need to be. I want to be as clear as possible -- I wasn’t threatening subordinates, I was threatening liabilities.” Another pause so that the full meaning of her words could sink in. “I have to earn your respect, fine. I understand that and I can do my best to do that. However, you have to prove to me that you’re someone who isn’t going to fly off the handle and demand blood every single time we get into an altercation. That’s what you’re used to, I get it, I’ve been there. But we can’t do that here despite how much easier it seems. It’s a hard switch to flip, but it’s a necessary one. One I think you have every capability of shutting off.” Having said her piece, Shilo pushed herself back up to her feet to leave the clone to his own devices. “My last name’s Saga, by the way,” and with that, she let him be, making her way back up the aisle to sit down near the back.
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Odessa
Well, that went about as well as expected. She was tempted to follow Shilo to the solider she was talking but no, no one liked a cringey nobody who stuck around after hours. She gritted her teeth as she listened to Shilo's speech to the soliders and it occured to her while she was listening, that no one liked evesdroppers either. But she couldn't help it. But it did help. She sighed and looked for someone else to talk to: specifically someone who wasn't angry at her as Shilo's tone implied.

Maybe then she ..... she would stop that creeping feeling of lonliness that was starting to develop in her mind.

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Ruby Rose
(Stage)

Hmmm...

So, we have Ben—or Fourarms—for drums and...more drums, then we have the big armor guy, who will take over bass duties. Then this dragon—I don't know if I could pull it off, but he could be my ride for the big finale, or at least that's one of the possibilities I have in mind. But anyways, we have three people! ...And no guitarist. And since I don't know how to even play a guitar—maybe I could play a little bass if I pushed myself to learn an instrument on the spot?—let alone even juggle that and Crescent Rose, I have to find one quick!

I just want to introduce my world's music to this universe alread--Uh? So, someone could finally fill the guitarist role after all...yes, yes, YES!

- - - - -​

Ruby's eyes lightened up again, and she turned towards the Pink Power Ranger as soon as she prompted her about space in her band. Excitedly, she responded right away,

"We've some space—and sure! You take guitar duties."

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So it seemed despite his best efforts Dib got to be victorious and all that junk. It didn't seem he'd even get to remove the turtle child's organs seeing as the red masked man hauled his fried body out.
Zim trudged within the group and kicked a foot out disgruntled.
But noooo, the universe couldn't cut the Irken warrior any slack and when he returned to the center the green man had returned with balloons tied on him. He looked like an idiot and he didn't remember him "Your name isn't important! You're interrupting a mission you lime colored fool!" Zim shouted and shook a fist at him.
And before his warrior instinct could kick in he was teleported on stage with everyone else. "A band? More of these foolish kiddie games, Zim has no time for such things!" He screeched... But then again he did like the sound of winning more points, yes he would have the highest of high scores. But singing wasn't a real skill of his, if only his robotic minion was here he could hypnotize everyone with his song of peace and love, but there was hope yet. If there was anything stronger than love it was hate! To do a hate song would have even more power and Zim liked power. But who could he bestow a hate song too... That was a stupid question, Dib of course!
"Yeeees this shall be victory for Zim, Dib getting points would only be a minor setback." He reassured himself and walked up to Dib, posture straight, chest puffed out, head held high. He could feel the confidence almost oozing out of him, that's how confident he was.
"Dib, it has occurred to me you might be the ideal partner for a hate ballad, truely for it is the strongest kind of ballad! It would show how strong our rivalry is, and show how amazing Zim sings compared to you. YOU CANNOT DECLINE! And if you do you're just a worthless earth chicken." The Irken looked at Dib with his arms crossed confidently seeing that his plan was completely unflawed. There was no way Dib could resist both the rivalry pangs and the coward calling AT THE SAME TIME.

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Dib Membrane

Dib was victorious. He successfully knocked out the lizard baby. He was expecting to receive praise and admiration, but to his dismay all he got was ridicule. This made him incredibly sad, so he said nothing and just sort of walked away. Suddenly the green Mario guy showed up with a bunch of balloons and before Dib can register in his head what was going on there was a stage. Singing? Dib wasn't sure he could do well at singing. He gave a dirty look to Zim in the corner of his eye. If anything Dib could at least sing better than Zim. Zim began to propose the idea of singing a hate ballad. Dib of course was going to decline, but nobody calls a worthless earth chicken.
“All right Zim! I accept, but I promise you that I can sing way better than you ever can! This performance truly will show who the better one is!”
Dib clenched his fist in a dramatic way as if this was the most important moment of his life. He would not lose against Zim... He would win with Zim! Well win the competition with Zim, but completely destroy Zim with his amazingly shrill singing voice.

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Ah, how lucky! Although Ahim had never played a guitar before, she was sure that, as long as she had a little time to practice, that she would be able to perform well. It was just too bad that Luka would not be able to participate in the same group as them. Although…,

“It’s fine, it’s fine. I wouldn’t want to distract from your show by going by myself anyway,” Luka shrugged. “I’ll find something to do.”

And so, for the moment, Luka stayed benind to watch the practice, as Ahim retrieved a guitar and some music books.

“Miss Ruby, which of these songs would you like to perform?” Ahim paged through one of the books, following along with the notes in her head. “This one looks quite interesting.” She turned the book around to show Ruby a complicated looking piece with a lot of key changes.


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Sir Benedict Cucumberpatch

Almost as soon as Benedict sat down to wait, the aisle doors burst open, as a person flew out the doors and rolled down the aisle. Benedict jumped back in shock and disgust as he noticed who it was. It was.........him. Tied up with chains and mouth bound, and a little sticky note attached simply reading, “Your backup dear Sir ;) “ Benedict looked at him, how repulsive. As he tried to speak through the cloth binding his mouth, Benedict grew ever more angry, “Ah........Edmund, I can’t hear you........You know I don’t like stuttering.” He said as Josh untied the young boy. “Aw man, this day just gets worse and worse........They evicted me from my cardboard box because I said you were a meany head.” Benedict turned around, now holding a trumpet, “Ah.........How rude, maybe I should put......your head in this trumpet, then you’ll be a.........loud head, no one likes a loud head.” Benedict said before slamming the trumpet ontop of Edmund, trapping his head inside the trumpet. “Ah.......follow me.” Edmund tried to feel Josh’s hand so he could be guided, after all you cannot see when your head is lodged in a trumpet, but alas, Edmund was met with a deafening honk and his only shoe being stolen by the servant penguin. “Ah........Everyone, we must, rehearse now.” Benedict then glared at Edmund, “Ah......Edmund, why are you wearing.........that ridiculous trumpet on your head, that’s it, you get..........the squeaky chair when we wait.” As Edmund kicked the floor sadly, Benedict leaned over to Josh, “Ah, this nightmare, may be an opportunity, after all.........I have been looking for some more scenes for the upcoming film.” Benedict said with a gleam in his eye. And with that, rehearsals began.

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Getting into something more appropriate and taking several minutes to listen to the song and re-read the lyrics, practicing a few scales she soon began a trial run of the song. Romana hadn't really had any professional training in her life, it was more something she did whilst repairing her time machine or getting herself out of whatever mess she found herself stuck in on her adventures through time and space. She wasn't nervous about this contest, but all these games made her feel like something else was pulling at the strings and she had no real intention of being anyone's puppet.

"It was a moonlight mishap, you lost your party hat. Seems your lifestyle ain't so worthwhile, a heavy hearted taxi ride." She stated, trying it out for a moment before clearing her throat. Rock music... She did see the appeal and she had the range, but it wasn't going to be that easy to get into form and winning would mean she could finally buy something.

"It's time to rejuvenate, gonna kick start your heart until you come around!" Romana sang, adding some more passion in there without being melodramatic.


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"Is this acceptable?" She asked her bandmates. "I'll admit, I like the song but it's rather outside my range, it's too... intense. I have another idea that might work better." Romana offered, grabbing the iPod. It was a primitive device from Earth's 21st Century period but it was a present from someone she saved and she had upgraded it quite significantly. "This song is called Sweet Child of Mine, it's a cover by a country singer called Sheryl Crow, it was originally written by a band called Guns n Roses." The Time Lord explained, singing along to a short section of the song, it sounded easier for her.

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A battle of the bands... How interesting. He wasn't vocally talented but he did know how to play the bass from his days at the orphanage, they had released several albums to try and raise money for the "poor, sweet children". Despite the orphanage barely caring enough to keep them alive let alone happy, he had taken up the instrument and used to play it in the forest when he was sad, the music often making him happier. It was surprising how quickly it came back to him considering he hadn't played in about 2 or 3 years, perhaps it might impress Marcus. He quickly learnt the first song then the one Romana suggested, it was an old favourite he used to play on his phone. "I'm fine with either one." He admitted.

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Tanya

After the man was torn away Tanya looked disappointed. She was pissed that her chance of a promotion was ruined because of some infantile man in a suit of heavy armour. Shilo was not happy. Tanya knew that as a fact.
"Stupid tin can."
Tanya grumbled as she walked around the stage looking for potential allies to cling to. Normally she would go to the german guy or the girl dressed in red. But the German guy was nowhere to be found and the girl in red appears to have a fully functional band already but the winged ace would bear Ruby in mind just in case. Besides who doesn't like a cute act?

"Great...Just my luck. I bet Being X had some hand in this"
Tanya continued to grumble as she went from cluster to cluster of people eventually passing Shilo. Pausing for a moment and looking over at them Tanya thought that she could work her way back up the list. But that is highly unlikely as Shilo seemed to be very selective of who and who doesn't have the esteemed privilege of being her ally. The effort could be put to more...favourable things to do. What can you expect of assassins anyways? They pretty much look over their shoulders for their whole lives. Perhaps Tanya can find some other way to make it up to her. But for now she would need to stick with the people that actually like her.

Finally going up to Ruby.

"It's pretty boring when I'm not blowing something up"

Tanya jokes. Back on the rhine there was never a dull moment. Now the peace and quiet was getting to Tanya. It was so surreal to Tanya that the ground isn't constantly being shaken by Artillery spells. It's almost too quiet. Something bad is bound to happen.

"Actually If I can be in charge of your uhh...Fireworks? I can't do much else apart from sing but there is no way in hell am I singing" she says with an nervous tone of voice gesturing at her rifle. If Tanya were to sing she would die right there from embarrassment.

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Ruby Rose
(Stage)

"Wait, but you too can--"

Before Ruby could say anything else, it was clear Luka was simply too demotivated to even try reasoning with. Maybe her band philosophy in which anyone could join in, even if one of each essential role was filled already, wasn't clear enough, but that was alright. As long as the steady flow of members doesn't start detracting from the performance she, and all the other guys in the band, would dish out, she was appreciative that she was getting some more back-up, and she wouldn't have to do everything on her own.

"We're going to perform 'This Will Be the Day'! Don't worry, I can try to teach you a bit...r-right?"

That alone probably wouldn't inspire confidence, despite all the passion for the performance. She was, indeed, going to sing, but she hadn't really taught before, only listening to the teachers. Maybe she could take a bit from Beacon's teachers? Anyhow, as Ruby asked, Tanya came up to her and...

Said something concerning.

As Ruby witnessed Tanya trying to torture the Koopa Bros., this time around, a different, perhaps more ominous air was present. With a new understanding of Tanya, she was a little more apprehensive towards her, compared to every other new member. She had even thought of pulling out Crescent Rose, but she was on a concert, watched presumably by thousands, maybe even millions. So, all she could do was stand and stare, with an increasingly concerned look on her face.

Finally, Tanya broke the silence. As she let out a stealthy sigh of relief, she listened to her plea to be in charge of pyrotechnics.

"Alright, why not," Ruby said, this time in a somewhat subdued tone.

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