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[Ploegy]

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Location: Southern Sea | Interactions: GrumpySwallow Kaiju Cat
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Scoffing softly, Mythra kept her gaze averted as Pit complimented her singing. It was embarrassing and she wasn't even sure where it had even come from. The words had simply come to mind and from there, the feeling to byyelt them out overcame her. It was all so strange, yet she hated it. She couldn't believe she had let herself go so easily, especially when her reasoning for coming out had been entirely different. The longer she was forced to stay out and take the praise from the others, the more flustered she could feel herself becoming, even to the point that her cheeks reddened both in frustration and embarrassment.

Pushing it aside, Mythra gave a roll of her eyes before finally waving off the praises. "Yeah, yeah, yeah. Whatever," she responded bluntly. Allowing herself to glance towards the Lapras, she admittedly found it cute that it seemed to have enjoyed her performance, but she'd never say that out loud. The others didn't need to know she felt such a way. However, Pyra seemed amused with it all. Hearing her other half giggle softly was enough to cause the aegis to shake her head in annoyance.

What's so funny, Pyra? Do you find amusement in my pain? Is that what this is? she questioned. Her harsh words were only met by continuous laughter from the redhead. That only made the situation feel even worse. Huffing under her breath, Mythra crossed her arms over her chest, which finally caused Pyra to speak up. That was really nice you know. I've never seen you do anything like that and look how happy everyone is because of it! Pyra responded, ignoring the harsh questions that had been thrown her way. And you clearly are too hard headed to admit you enjoy all this. It's all so funny. She should have expected as much from the fire aegis, yet Mythra could find no words for it. Instead, she chose to leave it be and leave Pyra without any response. At this point, feeding the other fuel against her would only end poorly. She knew better.

With all that behind her, the blonde lifted her attention towards the others as they began to get ready to go off to sea. Sighing softly, she figured she should do the same. Moving over to Lapras, she hesitated for a moment to climb on its back. While there was no issue of space or anything of the like, the creature was still different from the usual ways she traveled across the sea. However, she hardly had time to debate it. With everyone ready to leave, she had little choice. Putting aside her concerns, Mythra climbed up onto the water pokemon's back and made herself comfort near its backend, facing away from her companions.

As they set sail, she stayed silent, allowing her eyes to trace over the ripples of the waves. A sea like this was different from the cloud one that surrounded Alrest after all. Dipping her fingers into the water, Mythra would remain like that as they traveled on, finding very little reason to interact with the others.

However, that all changed as a storm seemed to kick up out of nowhere. Eyes widening in surprise, the aegis felt herself jolted about as their steady ride quickly became rough. Wrapping her arms tightly around one of the spikes on Lapras's back, Mythra tried to steady herself, but it was no use. The waves were too rough and cyclones had begun to form to make it even worse. In a way it felt similar to when they had tried to approach the World Tree by ship, but were attacked by Ophion. That wasn't the cause this time, right? No, she doubted it. If Ophion had been near, she would have known. Besides, this wasn't the Cloud Sea.

While her mind was momentarily distracted, she hadn't noticed Lapras's intentions, nor did she have much time to prepare for the pokemon's dive underwater. Gasping in surprise was all she managed to do before she was submerged beneath the waves with the others onboard. Squeezing her eyes shut and holding her breath, her mind began to race. Despite being basically a "child of god" she could hold her breath under water for too long. Sure, it wouldn't kill her due to her status as a blade, but she could still pass out if she didn't return to the surface to breathe.

She was stuck with two options; hold on and hope for the best or let go and fend for herself. Was the latter even possible? She wasn't made to be at sea, nor deal with a storm. That made her answer clear. Mythra's hold on Lapras tightened even more, deciding to put her trust in the creature. She could only hope that such trust wouldn't be misplaced.

 

[Kaiju Cat]

Pokey thought about Sora’s question: the danger is real, no doubt about it. He sensed the darkness from his upper body down to the tips of his toes. “ You’re not kidding.” He mumbles, remembering quite clearly his last misadventures in his previous venture through the smash realm. “ This feels different from Tabuu who was a former enemy of the smash realm. I think it would be best to stay on our toes for now.” He doesn’t want to get killed by whoever is hiding in the shadows. It's doubtful sunshine over here would want to end up in the same fate like anyone else. Neither Pichu seemed like they would want to walk into an obvious trap. It’s almost laughable the boy felt any sort of compassion for these two. Although Sora isn’t annoying as goody two shoes Ness, he isn’t sure if he’s okay with all the ray of sunshine, bubbly personality.

He plans on sticking around for a little while wishing to figure out what’s going on. His eyes went to Sora’s key blade. “ How does that work? I had never seen anything like it before.” It was the most curious piece of equipment he ever saw in his life. He never heard of anyone using a key for a weapon before. Pokey thought that keys were used to open or lock doors. He guessed Sora’s key blade has other magical properties than what he’d seen so far. He had seen psychic powers and the aliens but was kind of interesting to see Sora’s weapon.

Ploegy SheepKing

 

[Ploegy]

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Location: Kongo Jungle | Interactions: AvidElmV2 Funnier President
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While it seemed his actions wouldn't prove anything, Roxas knew he had no choice but to follow through with the suggestion he had previously made. Giving a small nod of his head, he let the flames around his keyblade die out first, causing everything around him to become dark. In that moment, he could have tried to make a run for it and freed himself from the situation he found himself in, but he decided against it. Instead, he followed the orders given to him. Deciding not to lower himself and gently put his blade down, he dropped it to the ground, letting the sound of it hitting the ground echo out and prove that he was doing as he was told. As far as he thought, Snake couldn't see either, though he supposed it didn't matter if he could see or not.

"Fair warning, this thing can come back to me on its own," the Nobody spoke up. While he hated giving out information that could somehow be used against him, in this moment, he felt it was necessary to keep himself safe, though he didn't go further than a basic statement. How or why it would return to him was a matter that was better left unsaid. Besides, useless chatter wasn't going to heighten his chances of getting shot. If anything, it'd only make it worse. Allowing that thought to be pushed aside, Roxas moved his foot over to his keyblade and finally pushed his weapon towards the soldier.

With no weapon, the Nobody lowered his hands to his sides and stood in silence for a moment. However, as silence momentarily overcame them, a strange box seemed to pop up in the teen's vision, causing his brows to flatten in confusion. That confusion was only heightened as he saw what was written; SeaSaltSora. What did that even mean? His brows furrowed even more, but before his anger could come to the forefront, an actual message appeared, and its contents did little to calm Roxas. Seeing the words "Hi Sora" before his own eyes caused a huff to escape his throat. How did they even know of his ties to Sora? Better question, how did they know Sora?

SeaSaltSora: I'M NOT SORA!!!!
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Seeing his own message appear only caused Roxas's face to scrunch up in confusion. What even was this? While it was clear it was some communication method, he hardly understood it, and wasn't even sure how his own message had appeared. All he had done was thought it and it had appeared. How strange. Hopefully, whoever this "Steve" individual that had greeted him would get the memo that he was not who they were assuming he was. Admittedly, he couldn't blame him though. Whatever the name "SeaSaltSora" was supposed to be was clearly misleading after all.

In his moment's distraction, Roxas hadn't noticed Snake's attention was trained on him again and soon enough the room was lit by a torch, which was promptly held out to him. Seeing he had little choice but to take it, he reluctantly took it. Orders soon followed, causing the teen to sigh softly to himself, before doing as he was told. Walking over to the hole leading down, he looked down it for a brief moment before jumping down without a second though. Grunting softly as he landed, he turned and held the torch out in front of himself, taking a moment to observe his new surroundings. It wasn't much, yet it still gave him an uneasy feeling, however that wouldn't last long as he recalled the second half of his orders- start talking.

Where could he even start? The first question that had been posed was simple enough to answer, but the latter was a bit more complicated. He supposed the first would have to be his starting point. "I was chosen by the Keyblade, making me able to wield it. It's as simple as that," he stated plainly. There was much more to why he had one, but trying to explain that he only had one because of his ties to Sora seemed far too complicated a topic to get into. Then again, the second question had mentioned Sora and did push at complicated matters. At face value, the question was a simple no, yet he found himself dissatisfied with such an answer. Many of his personal thoughts revolved around the whole ordeal of why he wasn't with Sora after all. Perhaps speaking truthfully on the matter was for the best. If these were friends of Sora's, then they at least deserved some kind of idea of what might be going on with the other.

"As of now, no, I am not with Sora," Roxas began, his expression showing faint signs of frustration and distress as he mentioned the other boy. "I should be, but whoever willed me to be, wherever this is, seems to have different plans." Again, he paused and allowed himself to lift his freehand to run through his hair quickly. "Given I'm here and not with him, Sora might still be asleep, or maybe he's not." Deep down, he wanted to believe Sora was awake, given his last memory was of returning to him, but there was no telling if that was even true. For all he knew, he could have been pulled away before the other had fully woken from his long slumber. He supposed he couldn't worry about it. He had himself to worry about after all.

Turning his head back to look in Snake's direction, Roxas knew he had to ask a question of his own. "I know I'm in no position to be asking questions, but I have to know, what world am I even in?" He had traveled to many himself, yet wherever he found himself now was not some place he had ever been.

 

[Develius]

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Location:
Jungle Command Post ---> (Heading to) Colosseum
Mentions:
| (Kamek, Elite Trio, Rathalos) | SheepKing (Inkling) | Ploegy (Joker) | GrumpySwallow |
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With Bowser and his minions now hyper-focused at the bigger immediate threat crashing the party, it was the perfect opportunity for the thief and the prisoner to escape! Agent Three would take the chance to make their getaway, charging up a powerful leap that sent the two flying sky high towards safety! Kamek's eyes literally bulged from his spectacles before attempting to gain Bowser's immediate attention.

"Y-Your forgetfulness!" the magikoopa screeched frantically, "The prisoners! They're getting away! Should I send a few Paratroopas~?"

"Fuggedaboutem!" Bowser shouted as he swiftly turned to face his subordinate with red rage in his eyes, "I want ALL minions to take that thing out DOUBLE TIME! If I loose one more airship to that loathsome beast, I'll force the rest of ya to march to the next destination without rests and rations! And it's a looooooong one lemme tell ya, heh heh... SO GET TO IT!"

Kamek found his head sinking deeper into his robes before finding enough composure to resume his duties. "Y-Y-Yes, of course! Right away, sire!" He conjured back his broom and swept to the skies to oversee the chaos below.

Facing the fires before him, the Koopa King's frown quickly graduated turned to a haughty smirk. He'd emit a confident toothy chuckle, as both of his knuckles punched together before he began jogging towards the battle.

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Spoiler: A Fiery Predicament!

Meanwhile, the King of the Skies could be seen taking to the air once more. His massive patterned wings lifting him off the ground with ease, spreading forth dust and debris below him per flap. Aside from his fearsome looks and savage reputation, the Rathalos was an experienced fighter. Many hunters of all walks of life had been sent to their deaths trying to slay him, their well-deserved screams of their demise echoing through his sub-conscious. He reveled in their suffering, making up for all the trouble he'd went through. After all, whatever doesn't kill you, certainly makes you stronger. While it allowed him to hone his battle tactics and skills, it most importantly tests him amiss a hostile world constantly trying its damnest to kill him. And this was no exception.

Fierce slits eyed the fiery battlefield as he glanced at the onslaught of enemies that were before them. These tiny armies fungi and turtles thought they could take him down? Pathetic! In fact, the sheer thought they could beat him was downright insulting! The beast opens his draconic maw, letting out a bellowing scream of internal frustration before launching a barrage of fireballs at seemingly random directions. They sheered through the sky, each landing to take out a significant chunk of foolish minions rushing towards him in vain.

In return, his opponents retaliated with projectiles of their own, as the bullet bills raced towards the Rathalos. Several explosions rocked the wyvern's body as he gave a gnarled growl. He certainly felt those blasts seer into his hardened scales, but they too wouldn't seem like they did much to quell him. In fact, it only seemed to aggravate him even more! As he began flying over the horde, the wyvern's xanthic eyes locked onto a bullet bill team and dove straight for them! The shy guys in charge clamored for cover, screaming nasally underneath their soulless masks before two pairs of large talons yanked the turret up into the air! And with a swift upward motion, the Rathalos lobbed it from its grasp straight into the depths of the jungle canopy; the trailing cries of the unfortunate shy guy baying into the horizon.

The beaked wyvern seemed quite pleased with his little misdemeanor, gloating in his efforts with what sounded like a guttural chuckle emitting from his throat. But his victory gloat would be short lived, as he suddenly felt something hit his back hard. The Rathalos bellowed in agony as he reeled from the blast, though still airborne. Now that was something he CERTAINLY was going to feel in the morning! He turned towards the direction of the blast, leading him to the landed airships.

Suddenly, a loud booming cackle emitted from one of the landed airships, sending another cannonball hurdling in the wyvern's direction. Their cannons were now fully operational! Gritting his teeth, the Rathalos swiftly dodges the giant projectile before rushing towards the closest vessel. Hate filled the winded beast's eyes the closer he got, hyper-focused on the fact that he'll destroy each and every last of these cursed vessels. How dare these land-bound creatures attempt to fly the skies without his permission! Only the King of the Skies gets to allow who enters his domain!

And they certainly weren't welcome!

His jaws emitted a bright orange glow as he closes in on the nearest airship, ready to cast hellfire upon this flammable vessel! Bu that's when a blue-robed figure flew between he and his target in an instant, causing the Rathalos' concentration to falter. He canceled his fireball attack before sweeping back around just before hitting the vessel, furiously searching for the culprit who dared challenge him! Kamek cackled as he circled the crimson wyvern relentlessly, casting magical projectiles to pelt down on the draconic menace. The beast snarled in frustration, bearing his terrible teeth while trying to bite or blast him out of the sky. But the magikoopa was just too quick! And suddenly, there were more of them! How?! Each Kamek clone giggled and cackled feverishly as more projectiles assaulted the mighty dragon's body with concentrated vigor.

The Rathalos had enough of this nonsense! And so with a mighty heave, the dragon unloaded a concentrated stream of flame from his mouth! He aims the continuous flame all around him, quickly eliminating each of the imposter magikoopas before the real Kamek was forced to back off. Just in time too! He felt the intense heat lick at the edge of his robes, successfully starting a fire that forced the sorcerer to quickly pat it out with his hands. Though as he looked back at the great beast, he'd stare into the eyes of the approaching hunter! His jagged teeth were much exposed and his talons outstretched, ready to pounce upon Kamek with vicious ferocity.

"AIEE!" Kamek cawed as he desperately began flying downwards to escape his last minute demise. Yet while he had dodged being a mid-day snack, he wouldn't anticipate a large sharped tail suddenly slamming into him with such speed! The magikoopa grunted as he was tossed to the ground, slamming against the nearest airship. Giving a raspy pained wheeze, he felt his whole body creak and crack at the whole ordeal, before slowly crumpling onto the ground before him. Everything was spinning for him. The Rathalos landed a short distance away before making his way towards the downed foe with predatory instinct. This had certainly not been Kamek's day. And as he stared into the dragon's gaping maw, the magikoopa was prepared to sign his will. Instinctually he grasps for his scepter, but to his horror finds nothing in his robes. Rather a faint glimmer several feet away would reveal to him all he needed to know. With a defeated sigh followed by chattering teeth, Kamek began to accept his fate and let it take him...

The Rathalos goes in for the kill, slowly opening his mouth to gulp the magikoopa in one bite. But just as his tongue was about to touch the sorcerer's spectacles, he felt the entire left side of his face being smashed in! Barely having any time to process what happened, the wyvern tried searching for answers; only to receive the raging bellow of a furious leader! As coming straight from downtown, Bowser popped in with a monstrous dropkick to the reptilian beast's face! A guttural howl sent the Rathalos reeling away from the scene before he found himself falling prone on his side.

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Spoiler: Fiery Escapade

Kamek's dreadful expression immediately perked up into a grin as he saw the Koopa King finally make it onto the front lines. Another exasperated cackle came as he reached out his hand towards him. "M-Master Bowser!" he called out as he tried getting up, only to fall back down due to his tired injuries. Bowser remained staring down at his draconic adversary, as a trail of smoke seethed from his own fiery maw. He gave a confident laugh as he bellowed out. "HEY PARTY-CRASHER! How's it feel l when I crash YOUR face in?! HUH?!" And with a powerful inhale, the Koopa King proceeded to bathe the downed dragon in his own baptism of fire! The wyvern writhed and withed as he desperately began trying to get to his feet; the taste of his own medicine caused him to whine and shriek in growing pain and discomfort. Even a wielder of fire like himself is not particularly immune to fire as a whole, though nonetheless, his tough scales were enough to mitigate the most severe of burns.

The wyvern's ire now turned upon the Koopa King, snarling savagely as his massive talons raked away clouds of dust behind him. Now there's a challenger that seemed more worthy of his attention! Despite towering over Bowser by a considerable margin, he could feel his opponent's fury and power ranging around his own. The smell was... intoxicating. The Rathalos was sure to deem himself the more powerful by all means, but this spunky oversized turtle had some fight in him! He curled his lips, forming what looked like a malicious grin at this fact. Oh, how he'll enjoy making turtle soup out of him once this was over!

Two tenacious reptiles now dominated the battleground, ready to make a name for themselves in the Realm of Smash!

Despite his confidence for standing his ground, Bowser seemed to feel just a tad bit hesitant at what was about to transpire. Even he wasn't sure if he was capable of taking this fire breathing wyvern in the state he was in. He titled his head back at his downed second-in-command. "Kamek," he growled insistently with growing concern, "Now would good time to pump some of that juicy magic into my veins!" Kamek's head turned slightly, but didn't respond. "K... Kamek...? KAMEK!" Bowser's tone intensified as he began to grow more frustrated, "Did ya hear me? I said I need a~!"

Before he could finish, the Rathalos proceeded to take the initiative and lob a fireball in his direction! Bowser's eyes widened before he quickly fired a flaming sphere of his own, causing them to collide in an explosive blast. The Koopa King shielded his face upon impact, feeling the hot embers plink off of his hardened skin, before glancing up at the smoke and dust that filled his vision. His eyes darted through the cloudy environment, readying himself for the Rathalos' immediate counterattack. And indeed it did; as it came rushing out of the cloud before charging into the turtle with great stride. Taken by surprise, Bowser found himself gripping his meaty forearms upon the Rathalos' head in an attempt to stop it dead in its tracks!

But the great flying beast was just too strong, even for the likes of him, before he rose his head and crashing it on the ground! The mighty Koopa felt himself getting pummeled mercilessly into the dirt, desperately punching and elbowing away at the Rathalos' cranium with haste. The dragon roared angrily as he'd finally shook him off with a quick jerk of his neck, sending his opponent flying back a couple of meters into the dirt. All of the minions around them now looked on with growing anticipation and worry, stopping whatever they were doing to see who was to come out on top.

The battle grew to a feverish pace as both opponents traded blows with each other at rapid speeds. Bowser's speed and strength had certainly knocked a few well placed hits upon the wyvern. A solid punch here, a cheeky flame breath there, and even was able to crash upon the Rathalos' back with a surprise Bowser bomb! His shell had also proven valuable in protecting him against some nasty hits. But the fearsome Rathalos, larger and far more agile, still showed to be the superior fighter. He manhandled Bowser with his sharp talons, bashing him into the dirt and slashing them across the turtle's vulnerable underside with ruthless precision. He harassed him with multiple dive bombs, rushing forth with intense speed that forced Bowser to stay mobile. And his long flexible barbed tail allowed him to crowd control and keep distance between the two.

Bowser began growing tired throughout the battle, more so than nearly any fight he ever had with Mario or anyone truly for that matter. His efforts had been valiant and his hits striking true when they did, but this opponent was just on a whole other level. Eventually, his concentrated faltered for just a moment too late, before feeling a sharp spike slash against his belly and sent the Koopa King flying back with a pained howl.

"Gaaaargh!"

As it all took place, the fallen Kamek slowly began to regain consciousness once more. He watched as Bowser tumbled in his direction before skidding to a halt just a few meters away. The magikoopa gasped as he slowly tried getting to his feet. Bowser also weakly got to his feet, feeling dazed and numb to the world around him. He felt woozy... fading in an out of reality in a way unlike anything he quite experienced. Rubbing his hand across his slashed belly, he held his blood-coated claws up to see... a reddish-purple ichor. Huh, that's a little weird. Wasn't it supposed to be red? Bowser's eyes squinted before widening in recognition.

It was Poison!

That barbed tail must be coated with this vile viscous fluid! It certainly explained his unstable condition, and he was paying dearly for it. The Rathalos towered over the Koopa King as he roared triumphantly of his imminent victory. Bowser grumbled before he was forced to his knee, panting heavily while he attempted to pull himself together. "B...Boost..." the delirious Koopa King panted through his stupor, "Need... boost... now..." Kamek knew that his Lord was in trouble; he needed to act quickly! And thankfully he knew just what Bowser needed!

The magikoopa began rushing for his wand, just as the Rathalos began charging at the Koopa King! The race was on and it was right on the clock! Anything could happen in these tense few seconds, right up to the point Bowser was slammed by the rampaging beast's ragged head at full speed! The wyvern pushed on with all its mighty, ready to steamroll his foe and finish him off on the spot. His teeth chattered and his muscles tensed, he felt as if victory was at hand!

Or so he thought.

That's when he noticed that he was slowing down, as if he was encountering further resistance. It was getting unusually harder for the Rathalos to push against his opponent until it came to the point he no longer couldn't. Why? What's more, Bowser's grip on his head had begun to tighten, seemingly reinvigorated back to full strength and MORE. The wyvern began to panic at this worrying revelation, feeling his head become locked in place by two meaty clawed limbs as he began bellowing for answers. Bowser's tired expression had no turned to one of pure rage, as he felt his body surge with overwhelming strength! Even his poisoned ailment began to wither away in seconds, bringing him back to prime fighting condition. He chuckled to himself. "Kamek, ya old dog, ya done did it..." And then he proceeds to lock his hands into position, turning around as his smirk turned into a solid sharp-toothed grin.

"SHOWTIME."

With a gigantic heave, Bowser lurched forward and with his newfound strength tossed the poor several ton Rathalos by the neck over his shoulder! The beast howled hysterically as his entire frame was lifted straight into the air, before slamming down to earth right on his back! His head had been spinning the moment he made landfall, completely taken aback at how the hell his opponent managed to pull this off. The minions cheered at their leader's feat of strength, increasing morale throughout the entire command post. But the Koopa King wasn't finished yet, as he tossed him again to the other side for a second time! This time the Rathalos felt like something broke, but didn't have time to figure it out before being tossed for a third time! Then a Fourth time! Until Bowser had him slam down for a fifth time on its back! The Rathalos felt a rush of blood stream into his head from all the blunt force trauma, causing further disorientation as his wings began desperately flailing about in vain.

With his opponent now down, Bowser quickly leapt to the wyvern's backside and proceeded to grab it by the tail. An evil grin was now plastered on his bulbous mug as he began dragging the Rathalos around him in a spinning motion. His momentum grew with every full rotation, going faster and faster, to the point where the Rathalos would find itself hovering above the ground at incredible speeds! Good thing he still knew how to do a Hammer Throw from his days back at the Olympics - and how cathartic to be on the swinger's end rather then being the one swinging himself! Then, at the peak of his fastest spin, the Koopa King lets go as he launched the Rathalos away from the airships and towards the other end of the clearing! The poor wyvern tumbled as he hit the ground hard, rolling around in a chaotic cloud of debris in pained grunts before the dust finally settled and the beast went still.

How the tides have miraculously turned!

Bowser stomped his foot before giving out a bellowing victory roar towards the masses, as cheers filled the clearing in a cacophony of ecstatic celebration. Their leader threw out his arms as he began basking in the rallying of his minions, laughing and gloating over this success. Though this would be short lived as the discombobulated Rathalos slowly rose from the ground, shaking the dust off himself as he gave a deathly glare at the Koopa King. The wyvern was absolutely furious at his humiliation in front of these insignificant vermin! How dare did this overgrown turtle get the better of him! And as the Rathalos began checking himself, he found that his largest right wing talon had been broken off! Not the worst thing to lose, but nonetheless something his opponent was able to lob off! No hunter had been able to do what he just did until now.

"Bawhahaha! What's the matter, chump?" Bowser taunted as he rose his arms out in a sauntered pose of dominance, "Had enough of the good ole' Bowser Special? Come back 'ere and pick up yer desert! I gotta knuckle-sized serving of PAIN with your name on it!"

Sniffing at Bowser's general direction, the wyvern took a whiff at his form only to sense something else mixed with it. It was a potent scent, one that wasn't detected on Bowser prior... but had been present when he faced Kamek. The wyvern leered at what he believed must've occurred. How disappointing. He almost believed he was getting a good fight, only for his opponent to cheap out and rely on others to help him. Staring down his opponent for just a few seconds more, the wyvern hissed as he spread his wings and took off into the sky before flying away from the battlefield and deeper into the jungle depths.

Bowser frowned as he watched his opponent flee the scene, "HEY! Where ya goin?!" he bellowed out with a risen fist, "We aint done yet! Come back here you overgrown lizard!"

For the Rathalos, this fight was no longer worth his time. Though it didn't mean he wouldn't be back one day. Vengeance was on the mind... and he'll ensure it gets fulfilled down the line in one way or another. All he needs are both time and patience...

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With the battle now coming to a close, Bowser's breathed a sigh of relief before stomping back towards the airships. Feeling the magic begin to slowly wear off, he grew exceptionally tired. His arms were slumped forward and his posture slumped forth as he slowly walked off, but was otherwise fine and well. Every minion ensured to keep a wide distance from the Koopa King's presence, with the Elite Trio saluting their Commander in respect.

"Woah! That was gnarly dude!" Corporal Paraplonk saluted with an awed look.

"You showed that terrible dragon who's boss!" Private Goomp cheered as he leapt with ecstatic joy.

"Long live King Bowser!" Sergeant Guy hailed.

Finally regaining his strength, Kamek got back to his feet; glad to still be alive after all that had transpired. Dusting his robe, he summoned his broom and began tailing Bowser before pulling up to his side. "That was an amazing show, sire!" the magikoopa commemorated his king with a wave of his wand, "An exquisite display of raw power and strength! Glad to see that my services have erm, served you well!"

Bowser simply grunted, continuing to grumble upon the cowardliness of his foe.

Kamek saw fit to continue. "Though I've been wondering... what was it about the inkling that prompted you to want and imprison her? Was there something of worth she could do for you?"

Bowser jerked his head towards him with a raised expression. "Ink!"

Kamek's eyebrow rose at the response, "Her... ink?"

"Yeah!" the Koopa King replied confidently, like a salesman convincing you on an idea, "You know how surprisingly useful that stuff is? I wanted to harvest her ink and put them into Super Soakers for a Koopa Battalion to wield into battle!"

Kamek gave a somewhat uncomfortable glance as he tried to reveal in the concept of mass produced weaponized ink. "I... I guess? Do you know how that stuff works?"

"It causes damage and allows same-inked entities to swim through any ink-covered surfaces." Bowser explained as if he knew exactly what he was talking about, "That would be SO useful! Imagine it, Kamek, a commando group of Koopas infiltrating Peach's castle by pretending to be spilt paint! Before they could even clean it, the Koopas enter in and nab her by surprise! Haha! Mario and his folk wouldn't know what hit them..."

The magikoopa's eyes squinted through his spectacles, skeptical at the entire situation. "Riiiiiight... anyways, mind if I ask where are we heading to next?"

"The Colosseum." the Koopa King affirmatively stated, "I want answers for just what the heck is going on here! And if I'm lucky... grab Princess Peach too if she's there! She was the one who organized this tournament after all, so the best place to find her would be there. Maybe she knows something about this."

Kamek gave a concerned glance. "That's... I feel that's a risky venture, Your Hazardness. If anything, I feel that'll be the hide out for who sever is orchestrating the chaos around here. It's a hunch admittedly, but nonetheless I feel we'd be going into a trap~"

Bowser snorted at that statement, as if expecting for him to say that. "Ohhh, I'm counting on it. It checks off all the marks on evil shenaniganery 101!"

"A-And might I add... we've suffered enough casualties as is! Perhaps we should wait until we gain more forces and allies..."

Bowser turned and threw down his hand, interrupting the sorcerer. "Don'tchu worry Kamek. I gotta plan. Just assemble everyone aboard so we can depart in a timely manner... and fix the airships that need fixin! We'll deal with restocking on our way there."

Kamek felt like insisting otherwise, being especially cautious with whatever the Koopa King had in mind, yet he only gave a reluctant nod.

"As you wish, sire."

With that, Kamek flew off once more to oversee the boarding process, while the minions began gathering their stuff and fixing the few airships needing service. This entire few hours had been a rough one for the crew, but Bowser and his minions never give in to the temptations of giving up! They may have lost their prisoner, but they gained the morale by beating the great dragon that threatened to lay waste to their entire army. Now it was time for action. Once they were ready, they departed swiftly and set sail across the Subspace Emissary, making their way to the Colosseum at a rapid pace.

 

[Ploegy]

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Feeling Pichu climb up his leg and plop into his lap was enough to keep a smile on Sora's lips despite the negative thoughts that had crept into his head. However, as the pokemon reacted to his question, his expression dropped, albeit only slightly. It was enough to tell there was a change. His smile faltered, and the edge of his lips curled downward in a frown. While he was used to bad situations, he didn't necessarily like hearing about them, and to hear it was once again happening in the Smash Realm felt different. He couldn't easily explain why, but it did.

Unlike the previous two times though, he was already present though and could lend help better than he had before. Still, it made him question why things always seemed to occur in this world. He had heard stories from long before he had arrived of the first threat that had threatened the world. However, he only knew bits and pieces about from the fighters that had been willing to share stories. The second time, with Galeem and Dharkon was one he knew much more about though. Sure, he had missed the fight against Galeem, but eventually he had been summoned to help fend off the darkness that Dharkon brought to the world. He and many of the other special invitees had found themselves joining around that time.

Now, a new threat had possibly arisen and this time Sora could try to help stop it as soon as possible. Maybe that was too ambitious of him to think. He needed to have such positive thoughts in order to avoid dragging himself down. Letting sadness take over was never the answer anyways.

Moving his hand up to rest between Pichu's ears, the teen gently began to pet him, forcing a smile to come back to his face. "Well, if something bad is going on then we'll just have to take care of it then," he announced, cheerfully. It was an optimistic view, but Sora believed in it. Maybe it would take more than the three of them to figure it out, but that was fine. There was lots of strong fighters among the roster, some he could hardly believe he was in the presence of.

His thoughts on such snapped as Pokey finally spoke up. No introduction came from the other boy, which left Sora feeling a bit awkward, but he decided not to press such matters. Maybe the other had his reasons for avoiding such a question, though it would make his own life easier. Not knowing what to call someone was a problem. He'd find a way around it though.

Instead of pestering the boy for his name, the keyblade wielder listened as he spoke, though he admittedly understood little of it. He had heard of Tabuu thanks to some of the veterans, but how did this boy know about such a thing? He wasn't even part of the roster, nor could he have been a fighter from a previous tournament that hadn't made it back in. What did that make him then? Maybe he was friends with one of the fighters and that was how he knew. However, from how he spoke, it seemed odd, yet Sora didn't verbally question it. It seemed smarter to keep to himself after all. "I agree. We should be ready for anything," he confirmed, giving a curt nod of his head in the process. "We have no clue what we're up against after all so staying on our toes is the best solution!" Somehow, his smile seemed to grow even wider as he spoke. Such positivity was exactly what he needed in this moment.

His kind expression broke as the subject shifted and while faint traces of it remained, his face bore a more neutral look as his gaze settled upon his keyblade. "My keyblade?" he questioned as he reached to grab hold of the blade and raise it up. "To tell you the truth, I'm still learning exactly how it works. It's a magical and mysterious weapon after all." Even after wielding it for quite some time, he knew there was much he still didn't know. "But, it's a weapon that chose me to wield it and fight the darkness. I can use it like a sword or as a key, so it comes in real handy! I can even use magic along with it." A proud smile returned to his face and he allowed the key to disappear from sight, knowing he did not need it in the current moment. While hi answer was somewhat basic, he hoped it would suffice.

Leaving it at that, his attention move back to Pichu for a moment and he carefully picked the mouse up in both hands to allow himself to stand up. Moving him to his shoulder, Sora collected the trash from his meal, as well as Pichu's, and carefully put them in the bag he had originally gotten it from. He was careful to separate the trash from the food that was still in there though.

With that out of the way he brushed his hands together before turning away from Pokey and looking out at the land that laid before them. "We should probably get moving since we're all finished up. It's probably best we figure out how we can get to the Stadium so we can meet up with the others," he stated, completely oblivious to the fact that getting to the Stadium was a harder task than it seemed. They were on a floating island after all, though he unfortunately was unaware of such a fact. "I'm not sure which way the Stadium is though. So if either of you know, then we can get a move on."

 

[wigi]

link grabs his ocarena again , jumping back on his horse his vision flashes back to his life as a kid , before all the ganon fighting and random meteors hitting the planet .
as ipona galloped through the forest the sound of her hooves almost harmonized with the music he was playing , it felt , peacefull for once .
he starts thinking about the group he's with , falcon is a little overdramatic , but he kinda knew that since all of the racer's moves are named after him like some sort of superhero , falcon punch , really , falcon punch.
shadow was a bit too edgy , sonic was edgy but you could stab yourself with this guy's edge , he should probably just , chill a little.
and yoshi , yoshi seemed just happy to be there , and link liked that.
as he's lost in thought he could see the edge of the jungle.
he exits the forest only to see a steep hill , looks like stairs , big stairs , steep stairs .
can ipona jump these or is he gonna have to tell his trusted steed to go home.

Ploegy Kameron Esters- SirPrompto15​

 

[SirPrompto15]

Shadow the hedgehog
Ploegy Kameron Esters- wigi
Shadow looked at his newfound allies. It was like hanging out with Sonic and his ragtag gang. The man,Captain Falcon started to remind him of the red echidna guardian from Angel island. He reminds Shadow of him. Yoshi reminds him of the rabbit girl and her Chao that helps the gang at time. He could see the same kind of innocence. And Link...there wasn't much about him yet. Shadow thought the newcomer was quiet. He didn't have time to make bonds. He needed to find out why he was here...then return home. "Maria..." Shadow was so much lost into thoughts that he said her name aloud accidently.

 

[Kameron Esters-]

Captain Falcon catches Shadow saying 'Maria' "Oh no..! It's getting worse! Now he's mentioning people I don't even know! Oh the blur is in deep!" "That uh....Th-that your special friend, So-Shaaaaaadow...Shaaadow." Captain Falcon corrects himself quickly as to not trigger who he believes is his blue friend. "You wanna...T-talk about her...Them, maybe? If you don't, that's fine, I won't push you! But never be afraid to talk about your feelings. True men express themselves...In a productive and non-toxic way." Captain Falcon specifies just in case the hedgehog decided to take the message the wrong way. "You can tell us aaalll about her as we catch up with Link, cause apparently for a time traveler, he has very little patience. Sheesh, guy saves his kingdom about a dozen times, and he thinks he's special or something." Captain Falcon rants to himself
Ploegy SirPrompto15 wigi

 

[SirPrompto15]

Shadow the hedgehog
Kameron Esters- wigi Ploegy
Now the Captain learned about Maria. Shadow thought he should have kept his mouth shot. "Why do you care so much about this?" Shadow first replied. Before deciding to talk. " She was an old friend of mine...like an older sister to me." Shadow replied. "She's the reason why I want to protect my world and others." he added.

 

[Kameron Esters-]

"Woooow, that's so sweet of her~! Sucks that I'm only hearing about this swell person now. Though to be honest, I thought most normal people would've freaked out about being around a talking anthropomorphic hedgehog about the size of an Italian plumber, but what do I know? You ask why I care? Because, Shadow." Captain Falcon approaches Shadow before taking a knee in front of him and places a hand on his head. "We're friends. And we take care of each other. Physically and emotionally. And as friends, you should never have to be afraid to talk to us or that we'll judge you. Unless you're Ness. Then judge him harshly. I may not know this Maria person like you do, but I'd like to think that among the stars, she's happy you've found more friends. Like me and Yoshi." Captain Falcon turns to Yoshi with a thumbs up "Isn't that right, Yoshi?"
SirPrompto15 Ploegy

 

[SirPrompto15]

Kameron Esters- Ploegy wigi
"I never though I would say this...thank you." Shadow replied. He started to warm up to his new friends. The captain was right. Maria wishes for Shadow to have friends. She would be happy right now if was still here.

 

[Ploegy]

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Seeing that his suggestion was ignored, Yoshi let a soft sigh escape his throat. He couldn't let it get him too down though. For all he knew, his idea had been a bad one, though he really didn't see the harm in what he had suggested. It seemed most off what he offered in forms of suggestions were being overlooked thus far, which admittedly was a bit disheartening, even if he didn't let it show. Allowing his cheery demeanor falter for a moment, the dino quietly rubbed at his cheek and let a sharp exhale escape his nostrils. Beating himself up over this wasn't going to do him any good.

Gathering all his thoughts, Yoshi lifted his head just in time to see Link moving back to his horse and taking off away from the group. Blinking in surprise, he tilted his head in confusion. He knew that Link hadn't agreed with Falcon's persistent tactics of claiming Shadow was Sonic, but the dino didn't think it was enough reason to take off on his own. He could easily chase after him, but that didn't mean his presence was even welcomed. For all he knew the Hylian was trying to get away from the Captain's antics, and admittedly, he was doing nothing but encouraging him to continue on.

Shaking his head, he decided to keep himself put, especially since he heard Falcon speak directly to him. Having his attention drawn towards the other two in his group again, Yoshi caught the last part of what was said before he gave a slow bob of his head. "Yoshi agree! Friends help each other out!" That was what he had always done after all. Mario could attest to that much. If anything the plumber was always the first to sing praises about his loyal companion. Through thick and thin, the two were always there for one another and had been for quite some time now.

Of course, Yoshi's friendship could easily go beyond the Mario Bros, and even the other residents of the Mushroom Kingdom. He had grown close to several people within the Smash Realm. Many looked up to him as one of the original fighters after all. Not that such a thing mattered now. Brushing it off, the dino perked back up, though he averted his attention in the direction Link had taken off in. "Speaking of helping friends, should friends follow Link? Yoshi worried about why he took off."

While he figured he didn't worry about the Hylian's safety given his accomplishments, he couldn't help feeling such a way. Something did seem off after all, though he couldn't say what. Still, his whole arrival in this world hinted at something being out of sorts. He wouldn't want any of his friends getting tangled up in something on their own if he could help it.

 

[SirPrompto15]

Shadow the hedgehog
Ploegy Kameron Esters- wigi
"The dinosaur does have a fair point." Shadow replied. "Let's follow...Link." Yes Link seemed quiet to him. "Any reason why he's quiet?" he asked his comrades.

 

[AvidElmV2]

Interactions: Ploegy Funnier President​

Snake picked up the Keyblade and put as tight a grip on it as he could comfortably maintain. He acknowledged Roxas' warning for what it was and this was the simplest precaution he could take without any specialized equipment. If Snake could help it, it wouldn't be flying out of his hands any time soon. The man holstered his pistol and followed his two acquaintances into the cave, keeping Roxas in front of him. He quickly noticed the pitted walls where his grenades explosion had chunked sections of the room. Any enemy elements had been taken out in the blast too, it seemed, not even leaving behind corpses. Ahead of them were only new paths deeper into the cavern revealed by the light of the torch: this was just one room in a vast cave system. Snake turned his attention back to Roxas as they started to speak, making a mental note to more closely study the topography later. As the boy continued his explanation, Snake's expression became increasingly dour. "As of right now? Asleep?" He openly noted Roxas' deliberate language, side-stepping clarification of his relation to Sora and even questioning how they could be conscious if they weren't together. That wasn't a problem in the last tournament but could it simply be a nuisance of their universe without any weight in the Smash Verse, where Roxas was wondering how he found himself at in the first place?

Snake's eyes stayed on Roxas, but his thoughts went elsewhere for a few long seconds. When he finished turning over his current theories, his hard gaze focused back on Roxas. The question he expected came, and he already had an answer prepared for it. "You're in the Smash Realm. A staging ground for a universal collide made by the Master Hands. It's their personal sandbox, usually to stage fighting tournaments, and we're their toys. So if you're here, chances are you were invited to join the roster of the Smash Brothers. In any case, if you've got questions, you can wait to ask them after you answer mine. You're not a prisoner, just under suspicion. I don't play the POW game. Don't think that means I don't have ways of making sure you can't follow me, though. How permanent my methods are is all up to you." Snake let that thought hang menacingly in the air, mostly to compile his thoughts again. "You're not making any sense. Are you an ally or enemy of Sora's? And how were you chosen by the Keyblade if that's his weapon?"

 

[GrumpySwallow]

Toon Link & Pit
Location: Alolan Islands
With: Pyra/Mythra ( Ploegy ); Jeff ( Kaiju Cat )

Lapras swam swiftly beneath the violent waves. Pit found his nerve and opened his eyes. It was murky but he could make out schools of Cheep-cheeps, Magikarp, and Bloopers seemingly undisturbed by the storm above or the Pokemon and her passengers. He thought he saw a couple of Enguarde swordfish and Goldeen as well. He could see the shapes of underwater flora, coral, and anemones on the sea floor. If it wasn't for the storm making everything dark, it would make for a beautiful sight. Quite a shame, really!

His wonder was cut very short as his lungs burned. The cherub clapped a hand to his mouth. How long had they been underwater? Pit shut his eyes again as stars began popping in his head, burying his face in Lapras's neck as he struggled to fight against the burning anxiety swelling in his chest. In the distant part of his mind, he tried to recall the last time he died by drowning but couldn't find a memory. He had endured many deaths, some more violent and horrible than others. Pit can remember being burned to death, poisoned, crushed, eviscerated, eaten, shot full of holes, impaled, torn apart, and petrified, but this may be the first time he drowned! Not long before his arrival into the Smash Realm, Pit had been on a mission when the Miracle of Flight expired. Palutena had accidentally lost track of time and the result was... messy to say the least. Pit forgave Palutena (Accidents happen!) but it was clear the incident had deeply affected the Goddess for she banned Pit and the Centurions from singing "Blood Upon the Risers" in her presence.

Lapras saw her passengers' distress. She swam upward, eyes scanning the sea above for a clear spot to breach, but there were so many cyclones! Lapras cried out in frustration. She only had seconds! She searched desperately until... wait! There's one! Lapras shot upwards like a missile!

Pit let out a loud gasp just as Lapras broke the water's surface. He flopped belly-down upon the Pokemon's back as he took in life-saving gulps of air. "I'm... not.. an angel fish!" Once he got his breath, he pushed himself up and shook water out of his hair and wings, and adjusted his laurel crown. "Is everyone alright? Oh! Mythra! Uh, here!"

The angel undid the red fibula that fastened his exomis over his right shoulder, unfolded the sopping wet cloth, and held it out to the Aegis. It took Pit a moment to realize the foolishness of this action and winced with embarrassment. "Ah, right... Maybe I should've drowned."

"'Hoooooooy!" Toon Link called. He had made it safely past the cyclones as well! The cartoon Hylian was overjoyed to see his companions and waved both hands at them. It gave him quite the scare when Lapras and the other Smash fighters suddenly disappeared from sight! He giggled at them before looking over his shoulder at the cyclones. What was that about? Toon Link had seen cyclones, but never that many at once! The sudden change in weather was also unusual, Toon Link having only witnessed such an event once when Ganondorf put a curse over the Great Sea that turned the skies dark.

Toon Link looked forward. His joy became shock as he saw what had become of the Alolan Islands. The once lush, beautiful islands had become a massive port for pirates! Ships were everywhere, their sinister colors blowing in the wind. Toon Link could make out a town, which definitely was not there when he was freed from Galeem's control on those very islands last year. He also saw sentry towers, but there didn't seem to be anyone standing watch. The storm likely drove everyone indoors, one boon from the weather!

Toon Link put away his sail so as to avoid drawing any possible attention and let his boat drift beneath an empty pier. Lapras whined softly. Pit stroked the gentle Pokemon's neck, coaxing her to follow. Once everyone was on shore, Lapras disappeared underwater.

"This place has her spooked, poor thing," Pit commented before peeking out from beneath the pier, a wing raised to shield himself from the rain. Alright, they made it to the islands! Now they have to get to that Warp Pipe!

A roar returned Toon Link and Pit's attention to the sea. To their horror, the numerous cyclones had merged into one massive cyclone... and it was headed their way!

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The Hylian keeper of the Alolan Islands Milk Bar parted the curtains of a window and peeked outside, sighing soon after. Yet another sudden violent storm! This meant the supply ships were delayed even longer, and more trouble from pirates. It had been the Hylian man's dream to open his own milk bar, and after the Smash Brothers had chased off the Rathalos that inhabited the island he and other folks with a dream came to the island and built a small town.

Then Lord Lunaris took over.

The Realm's new ruler gave control of the sea to the kremling pirate Kap'n Krook. Krook turned the little island into his own pirate kingdom, and all ships were ordered to dock at the Alolan Islands and pay tribute in order to be granted safe travel upon the Smash Realm's waters. To do otherwise marked one as an enemy of Lunaris and was swiftly dealt with. This, in turn, raised the cost of shipped goods. To make matters worse, the pirates terrorized the peaceful island citizens and demanded money in exchange for protection from their wrath. These suddenly occurring storms were the extra insult to injury, keeping supply ships delayed. The pirates had a strong love for drink, and the Hylian barkeeper had to resort to watering down his milk to keep his rapidly dwindling supply from running completely dry.

"Din, Nayru, Farore, please help us," the barkeeper prayed.

The wooden door to the Milk Bar slammed open. Kremling pirates and vile Zola stomped into the building and took their favorite seats by the fireplace, of which a Koopa waiter rushed to light. The Hylian forced his best customer service smile and moved to fetch drinks for his unwanted guests. They immediately snatched the mugs, took a swig, then spat the milk out onto the floor. The leader, a battlescarred old krocodile, grabbed the Hylian by the neck of his shirt. "Yarr! What is this slop?! Where's the Chataeu Romani?"

"You 'n' your crew drank it all last night," the barkeeper answered, unable to keep the contempt out of his voice. "I haven't any left!"

The pirate drew his cutlass and snarled. "Liar! I bet ye got the best stuff hidden away somewhere! I'll teach yer to lie to Kap'n Krook's krew!"

The door slammed open again, blown open by powerful winds. The wind's howling and the panicked cries of civilians and sailors alike reached the ears of the bar patrons. Immediately forgetting about their conflict, the pirates and the barkeeper went to a nearby window. People of different races and species rushed inland. A massive cyclone had suddenly appeared, and it was heading straight for the town!

The Hylian, Kremlings, and Zola immediately evacuated the building and made their way inland as well. As he ran, the Hylian spotted one small individual standing at the end of a pier; a Hylian child dressed in green! The barkeeper cried out in shock and rushed down the wooden planks to grab at the young one.

"No lad! We must get inland! You'll be blown away!"

Toon Link ducked under the man's arms, took out what looked like a conductor's baton, and began waving it as though conducting for an invisible band. The winds, as if offended by the child's boldness, howled louder and grew more violent. Toon Link's hat flew away as he kept waving the baton in deliberate motions, jaw set in grim determination.

The Hylian barkeeper watched in horrified fascination. As the cyclone grew closer and the winds more violent, the boy's movements became more intense and dramatic as though trying to exert his will upon the storm. Ships were blown away, and the barkeeper, realizing it was too late for him and the child to flee, could only shut his eyes and raise an arm in a feeble attempt to protect himself.

But then the enraged howling softened into what could only be described as the hum of a heavenly choir. The Hylian opened his eyes to see what was once a massive cyclone dissolve into gentle breezes. Toon Link's movements were slow and light in harmony with the disembodied song. The grey clouds parted and sunlight shone upon the Alolan Islands once more. Toon Link, soaked to the bone, lowered the baton and sighed softly in relief. His eyes snapped open as cheers rang out from elated islanders and pirates alike. Toon Link smiled bashfully and rubbed the back of his head.

The barkeeper gave Toon Link a firm pat on the back. "Well done, lad! The whole town owes you-- Wait! I know you! You're the Hero of Winds! One of the--" He quickly cut himself off. After a glance around, he took a firm grasp of the boy's shoulder. "What are you doing out here, son? We need to get indoors!"

Toon Link didn't understand the man's alarm but allowed himself to be dragged along toward the Milk Bar. He waved at his companions gathered beneath the pier. "C'mon!"

 

[SheepKing]

Inkling

As the little Inkling searched for any signs of the phantom thief, each moment that passed by only caused their worry to continue to grow and fester. Normally Agent Three certainly wouldn’t ever doubt the capabilities of their thieving cohort but that battle had been a real rough one and Joker had been anything but unscathed, even after his more gruesome wounds had been healed. Even the burliest of fighters would probably have a tough time working at their 100% after getting hurt like that. Thus, the Inkling felt justified in their concern. What if something had actually happened? Great Zapfish, what if Inkling had let go of him too early or too late and now Joker is nothing but a splat on the ground!?

Eyes continuously scanning the ground for any signs of him, Agent Three’s ears would be the first thing to pick up on any sign of the missing thief. Namely, they’d hear the sound of branches snapping as something fell past them. Thankfully, it didn’t sound like the thing was falling uncontrollably, in fact the Inkling could make out a pattern to how the thing descended, clearly in a manner that had to be calculated. There wasn’t a doubt in Agent Three’s mind of who that “thing” just so happened to be, and all the prior anxieties quickly washed away.

Calling out into the trees, Three’s warbling voice echoed their friend’s name, or at least the closest they could get to actually saying it.

“Joe wah?”

Frozen in place, Agent Three waited for the forest to heed her words, for the trees and vines to return her friend back to her.

Suddenly they heard a voice from behind, a voice that brought the biggest smile to the Inkling’s cheeks.

“Miss me?”

Agent Three practically twirled in place as they turned towards the source, only to find the Phantom Thief of Hearts standing before the group, a little worse for wear but still in one piece.

Somehow, Agent Three’s smile managed to grow even wider as they shot a trail of ink to the hero and swam towards him like there was no tomorrow. Popping out from the ink, they’d re enter kid form and tackle the hero to the ground, squeezing him in a tight hug.

“MYE KYU!!”

After some more heartfelt squeezing, the inkling would thankfully release, picking herself up from the ground and offering a hand to the thief. If he accepted, the squid would drag him up from the jungle floor with surprisingly little struggle. But no matter how the thief managed to pick himself up, the end result would be the same. Inkling would then offer up a closed hand, visibly eager to perform the universal gesture of companionship known across all human and cephalopod species. The gesture in question? A fist bump.

Fist bump successfully bumped or left unreturned, Agent Three still nevertheless rode the high of finally being free. No more being dragged around by that awful king, sitting in between awkward family conversations, and no more minions trying to attack her! All in all, it was the perfect ending in every way-

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A bloodcurdling scream halted that thought as it came closer and closer towards the group. But before the Inkling could even pull their weapon out, something shot past the trees and fell before them. A lone Lakitu charred black from draconic fire, smashed into the ground, leaving a large turtle shaped imprint in the earth. After some struggle the Lakitu would eventually managed to pry himself out from the hole, eyes wide from the horrors he’d bore witness to moments prior. Not even giving the slightest glance towards the cast of heroes, the traumatized minion ran past them and into the trees, his screams becoming quieter and quieter the farther he ran into the woods.

Agent Three’s smile fell at the cruel reminder of the chaos going on back at the command post. Right, the Rathalos, they had nearly forgotten about that. Though now the inkling felt like a fool for doing such, as even from here they could faintly hear the explosions and screams that rang out from the ongoing battle miles away. A sigh of internal conflict left the squids mouth as they crouched down to the ground, deep in thought. Was it really okay to just…ditch them like that? Sure, Inkling thought Bowser was a jerk through and through and he certainly deserved a taste of his own fiery medicine but that wasn’t exactly the most heroic thing to do was it? The Koopa King’s minions were probably less deserving of meeting a fiery end from the claws of the dragon, even if they had played a big part in her kidnapping.

But, guilt put aside, it wasn’t exactly like they could just rush in and save the day. The walk to the command post was pretty friggin long, who knows if anything would be left of it by the time they got there. Agent Three shook their head. No, what were they thinking, that’s way too awful! They can’t sit by and let a bunch of helpless little goobers get burnt to a crisp! Agent Three had to do something.

Heart filled with conviction, she pulled herself back from the ground and adjusted her ink tank. No matter the odds Agent Three was going to fight the good fight for the sake of those who couldn’t. Why? Because that’s what heroes do.

Yet, as resolute as her loyalty towards heroism was, it seemed it actually wasn’t all that needed. As, even from their distance the pained cries of the dragon echoed through the jungle in chorus with a certain King Koopa’s own cry of victory. Had he actually done it? Inkling looked upward, catching a glimpse of the Rathalos fly over the heroes, thankfully the thick foliage above them shielding the team from the beast’s sight. Thus, the creature continued to fly further into the jungle, hopefully never to be seen again.

Agent Three found themself letting out a breath they hadn’t realized they’d been holding. With an expression of mild surprise they’d turn back to face the team, holding a pair of thumbs up. Looks like they didn’t have to worry about Bowser anymore…for now. After all, call the inkling crazy but they doubted that would be the last time they’d encounter the Koopa. Might as well celebrate the small victories while you still can. Though proper celebrations would have to be put on hold, as there were much bigger things to worry about now that didn’t have to worry about being burnt to a crisp by a giant reptile. Namely, just what the heck was going on?

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Dropping their thumbs, Agent Three squatted down to pick up the nearest stick. They’d stew in their mind, pondering over how to convey their thoughts in a two dimensional manner because this was going to be a real doozy to try and draw out.

First things first, it wouldn’t hurt to try and give a general idea of the events that led her to here. Carefully, Three depicted themselves following a dotted path towards the stadium with a tiny princess peach doodle at the end. Then they’d draw two slashes over the path before creating a new route towards the jungle with a little angry bowser waiting for them.

Agent Three placed the stick down to examine their work. That was probably as decent an explanation they’d be able to convey. Now was the real hard part. Somehow she’d need to try and convey what Bowser had let slip while he’d squidnapped her. But how was one supposed to draw something as vague as the king’s description? Well the inkling figured the best way to begin would be to draw themself and Bowser, the latter with a big speech bubble coming from him. Though Inkling wouldn’t fill the bubble just yet as they continued to ponder how to convey the information. Maybe danger symbols could work? Those were universal things weren’t they? In Agent Three’s humble opinion it was better than nothing so the squid went to work, drawing upon as many signs and symbols they could think of that represented caution, danger, and anything that might at least slightly imply that something bad is going on.

Their masterpiece completed, Agent Three stood back up and looked to the others, hopes held high that they’d all understand what she was trying to say.
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Interactions: Develius (Mentioned), Ploegy Kaiju Cat SirPrompto15
Location: The Jungle

Spoiler: World Map

 

[R U S T]

Ridley

As all of the smash heroes were doing their best to fix everything up but, they would have to deal with a new challenger arriving to the world. One evil do-er that was formidable in the smash tournaments they’ve all had to be in together in the past. Especially a certain heroine going by the name of Samus, the evil do-er was no one else but the heroines arch-nemesis…

RIDLEY!

The pure evil space pirate flew in the sky flapping his wings as he though of any possible evil plans to stop Samus and her gang of friends. He was just some berserk space dragon but in fact, quite an intelligent creature that was pure evil.

Though a plan popped up in his mind as he caught sight of a familiar ship, that belonging to an even more familiar face belonging to no one else but the koopa king himself, Bowser.

He grinned wickedly to himself as he thought of a brilliant plan.

He then flapped his wings before bringing them close and diving down to the ship, landing in a open are of the Koopa Kings ship. A big BOOM! Sound would be made as he landed in the zip and flapping his wings, he let out a loud scream and screeched at the koopas that surrounded him.

He then stopped hunching over traveling the dragons height of 4 meters.

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He let out a deep and low chuckle as he looked down at the koopas that were before him.

“BOWSER! IT IS I RIDLEY! THE GREAT SPACE PIRATE! I ASK FOR AN ALLIANCE BETWEEN US! YOU’LL NEED MORE FIREPOWER FOR WHATEVER YOUR PLANNING TO DO THEN THEESE KOOPAS! IN RETURN YOU’LL HELP ME DESTROY SAMUS AND MAYBE EVEN STILL THAT PRINCESS THAT YOUR SO FOND OF!”

He said in a loud and prideful yell as he waited for Bowser to show up.

Develius ​

 

[SirPrompto15]

Chocobros(Noctis and Prompto)
SheepKing Kaiju Cat Ploegy
"Good to see you both again!"Noctis told to Three and Joker. Then they heard a roar. "What now?!" Noctis asked. Both him and Prompto summoned their respective weapons,and were now on stand by. They now had their attention on Three's drawings."My guess is...we have to head to this ..stadium like area where this Princess is waiting for you,then you ended up in the jungle and something happened with Bowser which led you to this?!"
"The princess is Princess Peach,I'm sure of that." Prompto replied.
Now they looked at the second drawing,the one with Bowser.
"I'm still trying to process all of this. Ignis is the better one to decipher those kind of things. Though it might mean danger." Noctis replied,annoyed.
"Maybe Paula and Joker have a better idea."Prompto replied.

 

[Ploegy]

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Location: Underground Tunnels | Interactions: AvidElmV2 Funnier President
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Hearing the explanation of where he was left Roxas with only more questions, though given the statement that followed, he didn't dare open his mouth. It wasn't out of fear per say, but rather necessity. Despite the less than ideal position he found himself in, there was still a possibility he could obtain answers to his own questions. For now, he'd have to be satisfied with just the one though it hardly put his mind at ease. He had never heard of such a realm before, yet from the information he was given, he had been invited. He couldn't recall ever receiving anything resembling an invite, though maybe he was only here in place of Sora. Had Sora even been invited to this world before? It seemed he had been given the familiarity both Snake and the unknown Steve individual had with the name and weapon. Still, even if his other half had been here before and even if he was sleeping, was that really enough for him to not be drawn here? Surely these hands wouldn't have pulled him away from Sora in his place. It made no sense.

Grimacing as his mind ran through the possibilities, Roxas let a soft sigh escape his lips. All this was beginning to make his head race. Letting himself think more on the topic of why was only going to make it worse, thus he pushed it aside for now. It was just in time for Snake's questions. It was no surprise that much of what he had offered made little sense. Admittedly, he struggled to make sense of his own existence. He had no choice but to try and make sense of it though. Part of him doubted it would even matter. His whole situation was bizarre after all, and who knew what this stranger would make of it.

Even worse, the information Snake desired was exactly the very thing that pained Roxas. His ties to Sora, while not entirely known to him, had brought him far more suffering than anything else. Those emotions burned within him, even if he didn't fully understand them. His face even seemed to twist to show signs of discomfort, although from his place in front of Snake, such a thing would be impossible to see. However, his shoulders did tense and he sharply exhaled.

"Well, the things you're asking aren't easy questions to answer, let alone talk about," he openly admitted, hints of frustrations seeping into his words. "And what I'm about to say probably will make even less sense, but..." He momentarily trailed off as he thought over exactly what he was going to say. In that moment, Roxas dared to turn himself to face towards the soldier and allow himself to carefully move along backwards. "I need you to believe me... Besides, that box thing, whatever that was, that seemed to call me Sora, should provide some validity to my words." Was that even enough? Roxas doubted it, yet it had to suffice as some kind of proof. Whatever it was seemed to know he had ties to Sora after all. How or why was far beyond him though. The reasons mattered very little. For now, all he could do was try and explain.

"For starters, my ties to Sora are, well, complicated... I cannot say I am an ally or an enemy of his. Truthfully, he doesn't even know I exist, or at least he shouldn't... I hardly know him after all..." the Nobody began as the tension in his shoulders became visibly more noticeable. "However, I am part of Sora... His other half..." Admitting such a thing caused Roxas' face to wrinkle up and his free hand balled up into a fist, his nails digging into his hand and causing him pain, although he chose to ignore it. "I returned to him and he should have woken up, causing me to cease existing, yet here I am... alive and existing... unsure if I was even successful..." Surely that had been enough on what he was to Sora. Yet another sharp exhale escaped his lips, albeit a shaky one. Before any more of his emotions could easily be detected, Roxas spun back around and lowered his head. He needed to calm himself down and gather his own thoughts.

Despite his body trembling and tears pricking at the corner of his eyes, both from his own internal frustration and his emotional pain, he reeled his mind back in. He had no reason to get mad, even if he hated speaking on such matter. His shoulders rose and fell as he reigned his breathing into a steady pattern, which eventually caused them to sink down and release all the previous tension that had been within them. One final sigh escaped Roxas' lips and he allowed his hand to fall from its curled up position. As he lifted it up, he could see the marks that had been left, but he chose to ignore them to wipe away any traces of tears. Returning his arm to his side, he stayed silent for a moment longer, and walked on. He knew he had to continue on soon enough, even if he didn't want. Mentally, he needed to bring himself to.

Raising his head, Roxas glanced over his shoulder to give Snake one brief look before returning his gaze in front of himself. He had to continue now. "I was chosen to wield a keyblade because Sora was... I am his other half after all... His Nobody..." That word pained the teen to say, but he couldn't avoid it. It was what he was- a Nobody, someone who lacked a heart, or so that had always been what he had been told. Not that it mattered now. In the moment he pondered if he should mention that unlike his other half, he could wield a second keyblade as well. Was it even necessary? Information like that would likely result in more trouble than it was worth anyways. Besides, he figured he'd be asked to hand his second one over as well, which bore its own issues. His second refused to manifest after all, but he doubted such a story would do him much good.

Pushing it aside, he felt he had been thorough enough this time around, although it supposed it didn't matter if Snake decided he was lying. To even think that was a possibility caused Roxas to give a small shake of his head before he spoke up once more, "Any other questions?"

He could only hope it was the end and he'd be able to ask his own. Aside from his generic questions, he did want to figure out what exactly Snake was doing, and what the strange box thing from before was and who the Steve individual that had used it even was.

 

[Develius]

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Location:
Airship Flotilla ---> (On Route to Stadium)
Mentions:
| (Kamek) | R U S T (Ridley)| GrumpySwallow |
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Spoiler: "Riders Through A Storm"

Thunder! Lightning! The distant sights and sounds of a sudden approaching storm were enough have Bowser and his airship flotilla to stay on full alert. The Koopa King's stern expression dowered upon seeing the ominous dark clouds looming over the entire fleet. On the one hand, he loved the dynamic backdrop of an epic thunderstorm. They made each and every of his entrances just ten times cooler! However, as they were just barely passed the halfway mark of their journey, storms like these prove to be a bit of a hazard against the wooden airships at his command. Granted, Kamek had a spell to repel any curious lightning bolts from striking and setting fire to their vessels, so it wasn't too much of a worry in this instance. What was really annoying about these storms was how they tend to slow them down by a considerable margin. What should have been another hour of travel time has now been estimated to add an additional hour; two if the winds happened to be extra turbulent.

"HUNKER DOOOOOOWN!" Bowser bellowed at the top of his lungs, "REDUCE SAILS! BATTEN DOWN THE HATCHES! SECURE RIGGING! WE'RE IN IT FOR THE LONG HAUL BOYS!"

Kamek would relay this information clearly to the rest of the vessels, contacting several other magikoopa navigators telepathically that they then relayed to their respective crews. Had Bowser known about this storm sooner, he could order the ships to ascend over the storm; so as they were "swimming" atop the cumulonimbus swarm and avoid it completely. Though the sudden appearance of this "rogue storm" upturned that idea completely. And ascending to the top while in the middle of it would be an incredibly risky venture.

Everyone onboard each of the six flying vessels quickly manned their stations and ensured they were prepared to hunker down for the long trip ahead. Bowser was confident about their chances; keeping tab on each of the six vessels through constant communication.

His fleet was currently composed of two Light Airships, three standard Airships, and his own Royal-Class Airship "The Bowsetta". He lost one light and one standard airship during the jungle battle. If he had enough time, the Koopa King would've preferred to bring out his "Doom Ship" - an AirDreadnought that dwarfed all the others in terms of size (primarily of length) and firepower. He hadn't used it in years, though mostly due to the fact it also suffered from numerous interior problems and issues that plague the vessel. It was old after all, a good 30 years or so. Nonetheless, the King of the Koopas had to make do with what he had.

With the storm now thundering over them, Bowser retreated to his personal cabin and proceeded to get down and comfy. His personal cabin was not just a place for him to plan and brood, but in fact a whole "one-room" cabin space - featuring a small kitchen, a small dining area, a bed, and a heater, amongst other things. Sitting down upon a "throne-sized" comfy chair, he kicked up his right foot over his knee and began reading an old newspaper dated to be from October 27th, 2017. Man, this had been sitting here collecting dust since the day he bought this thing. He really needed to get some new reading material in here one of these days; even if it's a "special event" craft used once every blue moon.

Kamek was also inside his quarters, boiling water in the kitchen as he fetched for some Boo Biscuits lodged in the cabinets. Thankfully, this wasn't left in the airship for several years; but rather a last minute addition as snacks. As he rustled through a drawer, Kamek raised his spectacles his King. "Your Loafing-ness," he addressed him curiously, "May I provide you some tea?" Bowser nodded with a confirming grunt. "What kind of tea suits your fancy today? We have... Koopa Tea, Mushroom Tea, Zess Tea, White Peach Tea~"

"That." Bowser instantly addressed with the snap of two meaty fingers as he continued reading the paper. "Would you like milk and sugar with that?" Kamek asked as if he was a waiter at a cafe. There was a brief pause in between them. "Just an extra pinch of sugar." The magikoopa nodded, "Alllllll right - one White Peach Tea with extra sugar coming right up~"

Once the water was ready, Kamek proceeded to make the tea and presented it on a tray with a plate of Boo Biscuits. "Enjoy, sire." Bowser looked up from his paper and gingerly took the white porcelain cup with his thumb and index claws. Despite asking for extra sugar, he proceeded to take an extra scoop from the metal jar and swirl it around briefly before drinking. The sweet aroma of peach fragrance filled his nostrils before the sweetness hit his tongue, followed by a smooth fruity after taste. "Aaaah," He gave a soft satisfied sigh before lowering his cup to flip a page. Kamek sat on a separate chair opposite of Bowser, as he drank his Mushroom Tea with milk (but no sugar) - both hands cupping his porcelain - and read a spell book of his. Both occasionally grasped for a biscuit.

The storm raged on as they drank their beverage of choice, listening to the distant thunder as brief flashes of light illuminated the closed blinds. The airship creaked and groaned as the winds continued picking up, but it didn't appear to worry the two. With Kamek's spell in effect - alongside the rest of the magikoopas - they should be able to hold up comfortably until the storm passed.

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Outside on "The Bowsetta's" deck, a few koopas would remain soaking in the sopping rain as they continued maintaining the vessel's exterior. It wasn't a comfortable job, especially with the cold battering winds threatening to throw them overboard at a moment's notice, but someone surely had to do it. Whether it be watching for threats ahead or fixing anything loose of broken, it was on them to insure the ship was in upstanding condition even in the harshest of conditions.

Suddenly, one of the Koopas caught wind of rapid flapping coming their way. He paused before gesturing to one of the others to alert them about the sound. The other Koopa looked around, looking none the wiser, before an entity smashed onto the deck of the ship! The crew nearly jumped out of their shells before looking to see what just landed on the ship. And what they saw... was utterly horrifying! A purplish-pink pterodactyl monster! The ghastly beast then unleashed a terrifying screech, causing the Koopas to scatter in all directions in sheer panic! One of them headed straight for the cabin to hide, only to find that it was locked! He then proceeded to pound on the door relentlessly with his fists!

"DRAAAAAGOOOOON!" the turtle screamed, "WE GOTTA DRAGON ONBOARD! LORD BOWSER PLEASE~!"

In the chaos, yet another koopa bashed into him before they all fell shells down spinning around uncontrollably.

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Bowser nearly dropped his tea upon feeling the impact rattle his ship. "Hey, what the~?!" Both he and Kamek now stood up and alert once the sound of panic and high-pitched demonic screeching filled the deck outside. Then he could hear the cabin door began to rattle upon the desperate Koopas begging for assistance. The Koopa King gritted his teeth as he began to roll up his newspaper and prepare to go outside. "Who dares to BOARD MY~?!"

He paused as soon as he heard a familiar voice. A loud and pompous voice. One that rivaled his, though on the opposite baritone spectrum. And he wanted a deal. An alliance even. Though the voiced oozed a sense of superiority over the situation, Bowser's frown turned into a smirk of opportunity. Kamek turned with a confused glance. "D-Do you know him, Sire?" he asked cautiously. Bowser chuckled. "Alllll too well..." And he proceeded to open onto the stormy deck.

Spoiler: Evil Scheming

Stepping out into the pouring rain, Bowser's eyes lain upon the very entity staring down at them. The panicking Koopas now affirmed their stances, gathering themselves and standing to attention as their Lord was now in view. The Koopa King gave his own haughty laugh, as he welcomed his old colleague. "Bwahahaha! Well well, look who decided to drop by. Wasn't expecting to find a fellow individual of dastardly tastes so soon! Fancy seeing you here, Ridley~"

He chuckled again before continuing on. "You're quite eager for an alliance, aren't you? Heh, honestly I can't blame ya. After all, I just encountered a ragtag group of heroes a bit ago trying to mess up my operations! The nerve of these folks, lemme tell ya! Though I easily took care of them of course, because I'm AWESOME like that. But if they're starting to unionize then so should we! Wouldn't be the first time that was done here, but man the POTENTIAL! Team EVIL, amirite?"

Bowser then crossed his arms in a confident pose. "Right then. If I heard correctly, you offered me a deal. You want me to help destroy that blonde bimbo of yours. And in exchange you'll snatch my blonde bimbo Peach for me? A 'you scratch my back, I scratch your's' kinda a deal, right?" If so, He leans forth towards Ridley's scraggily head. "Sounds good to me! So long as we STICK... to the deal." Bowser's pose grew stiffer while his gaze turned a more serious tone. "BREAK that deal, and I'll break somethin' of yers. Somethin' not even YOUR healing capabilities can fix!"

A flash of lightning illuminated behind him as the rippling of thunder radiated an ominous presence over him.

His stance loosened as he glared towards the shivering Koopas. "Ahh, quit yer sniffling and blathering!" Bowser growled at his subordinates, "Get back to your posts! SNAPPY-LIKE!" They saluted feverishly before they continued about patrolling the ship, now having to access the presence of an alien space dragon now allied in their ranks. Bowser snorted before paying attention back to his newfound ally. "Bit of a shame you didn't bring yer Space Pirate folk here with ya," he grumbled lightly, "But nevertheless, don'tchu underestimate my minions! They may look all blubbery and goofy like, but they can do some nasty damage when given the opportunity, ya hear? We're heading to the Stadium to see just what's goin' on over there. Somethin's reaaaaaal fishy about this whole situation, wouldn't you agree?"

"So get yerself comfy, or scout about for any further trouble with those wings of yers. We should be at our destination sooner than later. Capiche?"

 

[Ploegy]

Ｐｙｒａ / Ｍｙｔｈｒａ
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Location: Alolan Islands | Interactions: GrumpySwallow Kaiju Cat
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As the minutes passed and Lapras didn't return to the surface, Mythra could feel her lungs burning in pain. Despite having been sunken beneath the Cloud Sea for several centuries, she had never dealt with anything similar to this. The capsule she had been sunk in had kept water from seeping in after all, but now she did not have the luxury of such things. She had to rely on her own capabilities. Wrapping her arms tighter around Lapras' back, the aegis could only wait for things to change. She could only assume her companions were in the same predicament but she didn't dare open her eyes to check. The last thing she wanted to do was get a look at her possible watery grave.

Mythra, are we going to be alright? Pyra questioned. While they were both aware that death wasn't an option thanks to their status as a blade, it didn't mean they couldn't take serious damage, and possibly cause Rex problems of his own as well. Was he feeling their pain right now? Pyra could only hope that wasn't the case. They never had figured out how shared pain worked across different realms after all, and she didn't want this to be the experience their driver was forced to find out if it did. Putting her concerns aside was Mythra's sharp voice, I have no clue! This damn thing needs to get above water before we all run out of air though! The harshness of the blonde's words did little to put Pyra at ease, but the fire aegis backed off and returned to her silence knowing there wasn't anything she could do anyways.

Time seemed to pass by slowly while they were submerged, but when the cool sea breeze finally hit her skin again, Mythra's eyes shot open and she gasped for air. Her breaths were rapid and followed by sharp coughs as she tried to regain a proper amount of oxygen into her system. Her mind could focus on nothing else. Everything about her in the moment indicating what a mess she appeared to be. Her eyes were wide and almost gave off a petrified look, although it was mostly due to shock from holding her breath for such an extended period of time.

As she finally began to settle down, her grip on Lapras loosened and her breathing steadied to a normal pattern. That was when she was reminded of the others. Pit's voice was enough to draw her back to that reality. Why was he so concerned with her wellbeing specifically? Pushing herself up from her slumped over position, Mythra lifted her head to look towards the angel. He looked about as frazzled as she figured she did. Clearly neither of them were suited for what had been thrown their way, and she doubted the young boy they had found was any better either. Still, it seemed they had survived.

"I'm fi-" she began, but as she saw Pit hold the sopping wet cloth out to her she was cut off. Her brows flatten and her nose wrinkled in annoyance, but instead of snapping immediately, she simply averted her attention away from him. "I don't need that. I'm perfectly fine." Pyra was amused by such a reaction, allowing a soft giggle to echo in Mythra's head, which only caused her to huff. Luckily for the aegis, the islands were up ahead and she could escape any further embarrassment, though they hardly looked safe.

As they arrived on land, Mythra hopped off and finally was able to begin squeezing water from her outfit and her hair. However, in doing so she was unable to thank the Lapras before it disappeared beneath the waves. Oh well. Finishing what she had busied herself with, the aegis was quick to find out it was all in vain as the winds began to pick up and with it came rain. "You have to be kidding me?!" she hissed in frustration.

Turning to look towards the cyclone, her sword manifested in her hand. It wasn't as if she could fight a storm, but she was angry enough to try. Before she could make any reckless moves though, Mythra noticed Toon Link waving his baton around in attempt to settle the winds. His attempts seemed to do little at first, but given time he was able to bring them down to a soft breeze. It was clear her reckless antics weren't necessary and as such, her sword vanished once again.

Hearing the young Hylian call out to them as one of the locals dragged him off, Mythra couldn't help but take off after him. What exactly the man was trying to accomplish, she had no clue, but she wasn't about to let the other be dragged away into possible danger.

 

[GrumpySwallow]

Lord Lunaris
Location: Flying Citadel
With: Bowser ( Develius ), Ridley ( R U S T )

After conquering the Twin Hands, Lord Lunaris used his newfound powers to create his citadel, the symbol of his rulership over the realm. It sat atop a massive airship that drifted in the skies with no set destination. Large metallic spheres that resembled golden eyes floated in set pathways around the flying castle in eternal vigilance against intruders. With its blue-grey stones and silver and gold-topped spires, the flying fortress seemed like something out of a fairy tale, but the natives of the Smash Realm knew better; it was a place of evil.

Lunaris reclined in his throne as he looked upon the numerous holoprojections sent to him from the other golden eye-like satellites he had scattered throughout the skies of the Smash Realm. When the sorcerer established his rule, he made it law that no vehicle nor creature may ascend into the skies to a certain height; disregarding the law meant being shot down by the lasers fired from the satellites. Lately, his satellites have been quite active, and footage captured quickly revealed the reason: the Smash Brothers are returning to the Realm! Lunaris's right hand, which wore an enchanted golden gauntlet, twitched.

"You sense the return of your champions," Lunaris stated, his voice light and smooth like silk. "Did you somehow send a message to them? Hmph, let them come! I've learned from the failures of Tabuu, Galeem, and Dharkon. I see more than one of your 'heroes' have been shot down by my Golden Eyes. I have anticipated their arrival, and I am prepared!"

The masked sorcerer turned his gaze to a large projection of a map of the entire Smash Realm. Smoke billowed from a spot in the forest region and the purple fog disappated. He tapped the spot on the map and zoomed in. From there, he spotted Samus, Peach, and Pikachu, as well as the smoldering ashes of what was once the Great Deku Tree. Fortunately for the three fighters, Lunaris had just missed the exchange of one of the Pillars of Creation, and was not unduly bothered.

"The Great Deku Tree has finally fallen," Lunaris spoke to his golden gauntlet. His hand twitched again and clenched into a fist. Lunaris's tone was that of mock pity. "Oh, does that grieve you? Well, look at the bright side: the news will spread, and my subjects will understand the price of defiance. The Great Deku Tree's death will save many lives through this lesson; it wasn't in vain!"

Lunaris unclenched his right hand and used it to prop his head up, his elbow resting on the arm of his throne. "Still, this shows just how dangerous the Super Smash Brothers are when they are together. Even this small group will be a problem. Clearly, the monsters we left in place were little challenge to them."

Lunaris pondered until he spotted something interesting on one of this holoprojections. A Golden Eye had spotted Bowser's small fleet of airships, and with him was the leader of the Space Pirates himself, Ridley. The sorcerer smiled behind his mask. "Perhaps the best way to defeat a Super Smash Brother is through the assisstance of another Super Smash Brother."

The blue iris of the Golden Eye glowed. Lunaris watched as it fired a laser at one of Bowser's airships. He could have stopped the satellite with his will alone, but he knew that in order to win over Ridley and the Koopa King a demonstration of power was needed. He turned in his throne so he was facing the controls to the airship citadel and charted his course. The flying castle picked up speed. As Bowser's fleet dealt with the satellites, the citadel will appear behind them. After that, he will arrange a meeting of kings. Surely, the Lord of Creation and Destruction will be able to make an offer that neither of the villainous Smash Fighters could refuse. If not, well, Lunaris will make certain the Smash Roster was down by two fighters!

 

[SheepKing]

Pichu

Pichu mewed as Sora’s hand gently graced his head, the little Pokémon raising up his own tiny paws to playfully grip onto the limb in question. Sora was right, if there’s something or someone who’s the cause of this mess then they’d simply put a stop to it! They’d done it with Galeem and Dharkhon, and the other fighters who’d dealt with Tabuu surely would also lend a hand! Though the blonde boy was right, this did seem rather different than what had happened with the other world ending threats. Those had started with a bang, whether it be Galeem wiping out all the fighters or, a bomb going off at the stadium.

But as right as the boy was, Pokey did tilted his head at Pokey’s mention of Tabuu in specific. How did this guy know about him in the first place? Was he one of the one’s who stood up to the winged menace? Though, Pichu found that to be unlikely. The little rodent himself hadn’t be a part of the tournament back then but he’d figured at least one of the fighters who had been there would have mentioned the kid at some point, especially if he’d played an active roll in Tabuu’s downfall. So, maybe the kid had just been a bystander or happened to know a fighter who’d been there? Pichu used his leg to scratch at an ear. Maybe he could ask big sis Pikachu or Lucario later, but that won’t happen unless Pichu finds them in the first place.

Pichu couldn’t help but agree with Sora and Pokey’s caution to stay on their toes. But, with a pointed glare towards the latter, it was clear the little Pokémon was going to heed that warning in a very different context. If the bowl headed kid had to stick around, then Pichu wasn’t going to let his guard down for even a second.

His little beady eyes would break away from Pokey as Sora moved him off of his lap and placed the little Pokémon onto his shoulder, cleaning up the remains of their little picnic. Pichu would shake off any remaining sandwich crumbs from his fur and pat away at any that had landed on the keyblade wielder’s coat. Boy and ‘mon groomed, it seemed it was time to get out of here and to the Stadium. Though for that to happen, they’d need to figure out where ‘here’ was in relation to the Stadium in the first place. As Sora asked if he or Pokey knew, Pichu swatched his brain for any clues. This lab most likely wasn’t the Power Plant, considering that one had been within the Poison Woods. In that case, Pichu unfortunately came up with nothing. Disappointed, he’d relay his lack of answer back to the boy.

“Pichu…”

If Pokey also didn’t know then they might be in a whole lot of trouble. Pichu’s ears drooped, only to perk right back up at the sound of a bird’s chatter in the distance. His eyes went wide.

“Pi! Pichu pi Pichu!”

He had an idea! Scurrying off of Sora’s shoulder, the little Pokémon plopped onto the ground and pointed towards the woods. Even if none of the group knew there were still the animals or Pokémon native to the forest who would surely have a clue of where they are and how to get out.
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Location: Outside the research facility
Interactions: Ploegy Kaiju Cat

Spoiler: World Map

 

[Ploegy]

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Location: The Jungle | Interactions: SheepKing Kaiju Cat
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Nodding in the direction of Prompto and Noctis, Joker's gaze averted towards Agent Three in time to see her dive into a trail of ink and come swimming at him. He didn't have much time to brace himself, but it was enough and as the inkling jumped out at him, he took the tackle like a champ. Chuckling happily as he fell onto his back, ignoring the momentary pain that he felt and instead focusing on returning the hug. Allowing one arm to wrap around the other hero's torso and his other hand moved to rest against the back of her head. "I'm glad you're alright..." he whispered to her before he released her from the hug. Feeling her do the same, Ren let a soft sigh of relief escape his lips and he slowly pushed himself up into a sitting position.

Sliding one knee up, he propped an arm against it and sat for a moment to let his body rest. It wasn't much, but he needed whatever he could take. Admittedly, he had been pushing his body far too much after the injuries he had taken and even though they were long gone, the proof that they had existed still was visible in the tears on his thief outfit, along with the dried blood that coated said spots. That wasn't the only thing though. Joker could still feel the pain associated with them, and while he had mostly fought through it all, it was tiresome. The thief wouldn't let his companions worry about that though.

After his brief moment of repose, Ren noticed Inkling's arm extended out in his direction and he gave a small smile. "Thanks." Taking hold of her hand, he heaved himself back onto his feet and quickly dusted himself off, although given the shape his clothing was currently in, it seemed pointless. He was an utter mess and hardly wanted Ann to see him in the condition he currently was in, but sadly, he had little choice. The two Phantom Thieves would be here soon enough. There was no doubt about that.

As he situated himself, his gaze moved back to Agent Three. Seeing her hand clearly clenched for a fist bump, the thief was more than happy to oblige. Curling his own hand up into a fist he reached out to bump it against hers with a smirk forming on his lips. "Good work team!" he announced as a prideful laugh escaped his throat. He was prepared to continue on, figuring he should make some cheesy speech, but fortunately for his companions one wouldn't come. His attention was drawn to the Lakitu as it came flying past them and landed nearby.

The sight of it was enough to remind him what they had left behind and all signs of his pride vanished from his face. As much as he didn't want to feel guilt, he did. It wasn't as if Ren wished bad things upon Bowser, or anything like that. Leaving him to fend against that beast had been their only option. Perhaps things could have been different if the thief hadn't wasted Arsene so recklessly, yet he couldn't change what he had done. Even with the guilt he felt, he had to live with it and move past it. Feeling sorry for taking the right action in that moment wasn't going to change things.

Glancing towards Inkling, he could tell she felt a similar way. Her body language did enough to tell him that and while he wanted to step forward and comfort her, he found himself planted in place. He was the reason they hadn't been able to help after all and because of that, being the one to comfort her over her clear guilt seemed hypocritical.

Letting a faint sigh escaped his pursed lips, Joker slowly ruffled his already messy hair. Now he only felt worse, though he refused to openly admit it. However, that internal guilt would only linger for a short while. As Bowser's victory cry echoed out through the area, the thief blinked in surprise. Had he actually done it? As much as he wanted to doubt the validity of it, there was no missing the creature flying overhead in its own retreat. Luckily it didn't seem to notice them and for that he was thankful.

Feeling his guilt wash away, the teen was prepared to address the group once again, but before he could even think of where to begin, his thoughts were halted as he heard two voices call out one after the other. "JOKER!" "JOKER!"

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Turning his head in the direction which they came, Ren was instantly met by two familiar figures rushing out of the trees and rushing towards him. Finally, the smile on his face seemed to return and he slowly opened his arms before either of his usual teammates could reach him. Ann was the first to reach him, and with no hesitation, she melted into Joker's embrace and buried her face into his chest. A soft sob of relief came from the girl as her fingers clung to the back of his shirt, which in turn caused the boy to breathe out softly and carefully wrap his own arms around her. Lowering his head, he gently nuzzled his face into the crevice where her neck and shoulder met.

Standing in silence like that for a moment, the two thieves enjoyed the closeness, but upon hearing Morgana's quiet groan of annoyance, Ann pulled herself back, forcing Ren to lift his own head, but not without a soft whine in protest. "Oh hush," the blonde whispered. Smiling innocently, Joker let a chuckle escape his lips, but by then he noticed Panther's attention had moved away from his face and was on his arms. Feeling her run her fingers along his skin caused him to shudder. "Panther, I-" he began, but as soon as her free hand came up to cover his lips, he stopped speaking immediately.

"Look at you, Joker..." she breathed out softly, her fingers continuing to run along the cuts on his arms. Her face showed clear concern, despite being mostly hidden by her mask still. "You know you can be selfish sometimes, right? You don't need to get yourself hurt like this all the time for others..." Ren felt those words almost instantly and yet another soft sigh escaped his lips. While he knew her heart was in the right place, and she only wanted him to be careful, he knew he could never do that. Others was what he had always stood for and he wasn't going to go changing that now. Seeing Ann lift her gaze up to meet his own, a smile crossed her lips and her hands moved to rest on his shoulders. "You never change, Ren." In that moment Joker didn't bother to remind her to use codenames, besides, if he had, it would have ruined it, though as he saw her move closer, clearly moving in for a kiss, the thief sheepishly turned his head.

"Panther, there are kids present," he attempted to protest, which only received him a soft, irritated sigh in response. "Ren..." Knowing he had messed up, Joker shyly looked back towards her and lifted a hand up to gently pull her mask off before holding it in front of their faces in attempt to hide his actions away from any on looking eyes. Leaning down, he planted a sweet kissed upon the blonde's forehead before pulling back. It wasn't much, but it was enough to cause his own embarrassment to take over. He never had been one for publically expressing such emotions after all, and he clearly became redfaced rather easily when doing so. Hearing a soft giggle come from Ann, she reached up to grab her mask from his hand and put it back on her face. "I'll let you off the hook this time," she whispered before finally breaking their embrace.

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With Ann now away from him, Joker adjusted his own mask on his face and attempted to have it hide the blush that still reddened his cheeks, though no matter how he wore it, there was no hiding it. He was left letting it show for all the others to see. Pushing that aside, his attention moved to Morgana, whose glare couldn't be more obvious. Of course the cat was jealous. Deciding to ignore that minor fact, he address his second teammate, "Mona, do you think you could heal me up? And by chance do you have anything that I can use to restore Arsene?

Heaving a sigh, the feline gave a bob of his head and was quick to act, though unlike his companion, he didn't rip his mask off to summon his persona. "Zorro, use Salvation!" In an instant the persona appeared and with a wave of his sword, it cast its healing spell upon the thief, causing his wounds to quickly heal up, along with any internal damage he might have taken. Upon finishing the persona returned to the cat. It was then he began digging around in his pouches on his belt and soon pulled out a small bottle of liquid. "This should help with Arsene." Tossing it to his leader, the boy caught it and popped it open with no hesitation.

Chugging it down and tossing the bottle back to Morgana, Joker could feel his energy returning to him and blue flames momentarily flickered from the edges of his mask. "Arsene, how about patching up these clothes?" His question was immediately met with a response of blue flames flickering around his body, indicating Arsene was at work patching things up and finally replacing the coat he had lost earlier. Smirking, he was satisfied now and his attention moved towards the group he had become part of. Inkling appeared to be hunched over drawing something on the ground, but before he approached, he figured it was smart to introduce the pair to them, even though he had plans of sending them home as soon as possible.

"Just so everyone knows, these two are some of my teammates from back home, Mona and Panther." The two waved upon their introductions, but they were short lived as Agent Three stepped back from her work and seemed to wait for the others to observe it. Wasting no time, Ren moved forward and crouched down near the drawings to try and make sense of them. Listening to Prompto and Noctis talk it through, he could agree with some of what they said. It did seem like the first drawing depicted Inkling failing to reach what he assumed was the Stadium and instead ending up in the Jungle where she was attacked by Bowser. However, while the first image was straight forward enough, the second wasn't. Had Bowser spoke of danger? Now that he recalled, he had told Junior not to come because of the dangers, but what exactly they were was something the thief was unsure of. However, maybe they could gather information, but before that, he figured he should speak on the pictures.

"So you failed to reach the Stadium too, huh? Seems like both of us ran into that predicament," Joker stated. He too had been trying to reach their agreed upon meeting location, yet he had be redirected to the Jungle instead. "And Bowser spoke of danger? If that's the case then..." He trailed off as he stood up to his full height again and turned his attention to Morgana. "Mona, have you picked up on any readings since you arrived?" It was worth a shot, although he knew Morgana's ability to gather information wasn't as vast as Futaba, but given his usual navigator wasn't around, he'd have to make due with what he had.

"Mraw-haha! I'm glad you asked!" the cat announced proudly, his tail swaying confidently behind him. "I picked up on several weird readings while we were trying to pick up your signal. I'm not sure what exactly they are, but they're powerful ones. Also, I picked up on the Mementos readings here too. It was far off, but there's no doubting it. I'm guessing those Hands thought you'd feel more at home with a place from our world present here." More at home wasn't how he'd describe feeling towards a place like Mementos, but the Hands did have strange ways of making characters feel that way. If they really thought a place where he almost died was "homely" then so be it. Joker wasn't going to cry about it. Still, if Mementos was here, it could become an issue. There was no telling how the others would react to shadows after all, but that wasn't his problem right now.

"Was there a reading near the Stadium?" That seemed like the important question as of right now. It would make sense if there was, but if there wasn't then maybe something else was at play. Seeing Morgana nod his head, Ren ruffled his hair as he thought for a moment. "Then we should proceed carefully towards the Stadium and see what is going on. Maybe some of the others know exactly what is happening." For all he knew, they could be walking into a trap of sorts, but it seemed like the logical path to take. However, all those present wouldn't be coming with them.

Looking towards the two Phantom Thieves, Ren knew they wouldn't be staying long, however they still had a use before he told them to go home. Stepping towards them without a word, the thief moved in front of Morgana and picked the feline up, which caused him to hiss and wriggled around. "JOOOOOOKERRRRR!!! PUT ME DOWN!!!!" Smirking, Joker was more than willing to oblige to that, but not before he made his intentions clear. "Only if you transform." Huffing in irritation, all the cat could do was agree and when he did, the leader of the Phantom Thieves "put him down" like he promised, although putting him down was throwing him into the air instead.

A loud meow rang out before Morgana poofed into a cloud and soon fell to the ground as a cat car. Joker knew the others would need a moment to take it all in, thus he didn't proceed to explain his plan. Instead he moved over to the van and slid its back door open. With that done, he averted his gaze to Ann for a moment and addressed her first. "Feel free to sit up front," he told her before his eyes moved back to the others. "Everyone should fit in here. It'll be faster to travel like this until we're closer to the Stadium. I should have no problems navigating around."

 

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Noctis and Prompto were both surprised to see two comrades of Joker. Ann and Mona.
"Nice to meet you both! I'm Noctis,but you can call me Noct." Noctis replied.
"H....h..hi!" Ptompto stuttered. He was shy around girl. " I...I'm Prompto!"
Noctis smirked. "You never change."
They both focused on the drawing again. "Bowser is fearing something?" Noctis asked. "Baddies have feelings too you know!" Prompto replied."But I guess..." He was interupted when they were both invited to climb inside the Mona car.
"WHOOHOO!!! ROAD TRIP!" Prompto shouted. "This is better then the Regalia!"
"The Regalia's cool Dude."Noctis pouted. The two boys climbed inside the car.