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(Apologies to the delay; yesterday was long and tiring.)
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>>25309474
>>25297036
>Unpaired of her heavy equipment, the meek rescued Janus appeared scarcely fit for a battlefield, or even the rough and tumble environment of Gotham, readily falling into the grip of the special forces' man to be away from her harrier. Though practically pale as a bedsheet at first, the moment the girl had breathing room from the wicked, twisted mouth-eyed man, Janus's composure quickly restored, culminating in a weak smirk.
Thanks to everyones' efforts, I think- I think I'm fine? And so are the other victims too, because all of you followed my alert!
>A quiet provision thought up between the J-class destroyers after previous close scrapes, one made possible through the marvels of modern science!
I just need some time to recover. I think. I think.
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>>25313618
I am not suited for such things as this...these are not designed as those of my kingdom are....
>Meanwhile, the one that's actually having fun.
"My hoard shall be mightier than that of the dragon."
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>>25309456
>With the care of a precisioned machine, Javelin wouldn't so much as embrace her sister as provide a firm anchor point for her to rest on to facilitate cover.
Fortunate indeed.
>Reaffirmed the fully-armed kanmusu, positioned but a short distance from the perpetrator's holding place, her attention split between herself and her sister ship.
>>25309474
>If what she knew about spirits assumed through, Javelin would assume that he did it purely for the love of the game, or some other deep-held compulsion that might had acted as an anchor into the material realm? Assuming this wasn't all some kind of elaborate ruse...Yet the vessel 'felt' something otherworldly in his presence, something unknowable. Unnerving.
>>25313638
Janus, it may behoove you in the future to seek a human-scaled weapon or two; a future engagement might lead to hostilities-
>>25309518
Immediately.
>Gently waving Janus to give wide berth moments after contact, Javelin would step in to try and pry the belligerent Corinthian away from his target, her seemingly slender arm outputting several tonnes of force to lift him off the ground!
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>>25313618
>[ Claws. Sharp, extending a few inches, just as he jams them right into the dragon's hide! ]
Ha! Bet ya feel that! Run with ya tail between ya legs! These humans here are MINE to eat!
>>25313589
>[ Try to drown out the tiger's laughter. ]
Hey! Human, ya saw that‽ Made the lizard run away in pain! Hahaha!
>[ No answer. ]
Eh...? HEY! Human! Where did ya go‽
>[ Unaware of Wake's fate. ]
C'mon, ya didn't fall that easily!
>[ Strange, the big bad tiger sounds as if he has a bit of concern to his voice. ]
Say something already dammit!
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>>25313559
>No time for cries or other utterances from the guard before the flames would take him, merely the rank stench of charred flesh and a vague greasy black stain punctuated by molten purple metal where he stood.
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>>25313559
(Gendarme #2) "Droga..."
>Was all the surviving guard could say after being brought to safety, two becoming one under fire!
>>25313618
"Sure this is the best tool for the job?"
>Compared to a gun or blaster, the guard felt like these bolts had a mind of their own, regardless where he tried to point them!
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>>25313618
>>25313645
Man, who cares about riches! I just wanna fight it! The humans here are MY food! I ain't lettin' some overgrown lizard take away my food! You can have the treasure shorty. But I'MMM killing that lizard!
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>Will reply when ready!
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>>25313672
>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ecI8_8dmOH0
>Bullets pierce immature dragon scales, right? The guard would empty his pistol magazine for the task!
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>>25313672
>Don't look at her, Yeon's a second-line party member.
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>>25313683
>Their weakness: sneak attacks! The vibrant guard would gasp for air before finding his own lungs unresponsive, attempting to turn to find the source before crashing knee-first onto the ground. He wouldn't persist into the following minute.
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>>25313689
>Yeon the Pirate King goes down fighting.
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>>25313700
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>>25313672
I ain't done with you, lizard! Your head is mine!
>[ A little overconfident. When the dragon grabbed hold of the tiger. A tight grip, stronger than Tora anticipated. ]
Think this can stop me‽
>[ Along came the spook man. Delivering a hit to force the dragon's hand to open. ]
Errr.... thanks....
>[ Good luck getting Tora to say thanks again. ]
>>25313683
HEY DUMBASS! Watch where ya swinging that sword! You can hurt someone!
>[ A fit of anger, with him randomly swinging his arm. Claws were out when they swiped at someone he didn't see. Immediately losing interest once spotting the dead woman. ]

>>25313689
>>25313700
>[ No doubt the tiger will be eating good, if he decides to eat dragon meat. ]
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>>25313608
It kinda irks me how there are so many Zelda games that involve time travel as a main plot point. Like at that point make him a time traveller first and a medieval guy second
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>>25313703
>>25313706
>The last few sunflower fairies participating in the event fall from the opposing chaff in spite of a brief flicker of awareness and mutual cooperation. Only the mighty remained.
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>>25313739
> .
> . .
> . . .

>Thanks for hostinggggg.
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>>25313706
I gave ya an Azafuse blessing! Now go kill that thing!
>[ And it failed.... Leading to Tora facepalming. ]
Dumbass...
>>25313729
You worthless lizard! No way in hell I'm losing to you!
>[ Insert PowerPoint slide show montage of the tiger fighting the dragon. Eventually coming to an end. With Tora, stomping on the dragon's neck. ]
YEAAA-WHOOO! I'm the best! Ain't no yōkai like me!
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>>25313739
>Thank you.
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>>25313739
>Thanks.
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>>25313708
>It's not THAT many, I think. Especially if you don't include Groundhog Day Loops as time travel.
>Personally I'd be curious about seeing a full-on science-fantasy, especially since the last few games have been getting more overt with the ancient tech.
>>25313729
>Congratulations.
>>25313739
>And thank you.
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>>25313729
>>25313739
>I was too late to join, but congrats and thanks for hosting!

>>25313638
>It's alright man, I'll have a reply written shortly for you and the others.
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>>25313739
>[ Cut to Tora taking a bite of dragon meat. ]
Eh... had better.
>[ Tossing the dragon's flesh aside. ]
Yeah, yeah. Thanks for the fun...

>>25313741
>>25313745
>>25313748
>>25313749
Of course I had to kill it! Learn to fight better and take notes on how ya kill an overgrown lizard. Remember it well. Try better next time!
(GG y'all.)
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>Hitler descends from the sky on his personal jetpack ship, he sees the battle Royale taking place below, and he sees it looks like the hunger games
>HA! NERRRRRRRRRRRRRRDS! NERRRRRRRRRRRRRRDS! YOURE NEERRRRRRDD
S!
>Hitler takes off into space in his personal.jetpack ship, wearing his traditional German peasant shorts, and feathered cap.
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>>25313608
>The sound of brass instruments strumming an upbeat marching tune could be heard echoing in the distance. Any effort to follow them would lead the beholder facing a colorful cake with naval iconography upon its countenance...
>And, crayons?
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>>25313703
>appart
That reminds me I must email Aikawa with the updated version of this code where I fixed all those typos
>>25313749
Admittedly I've only played Twilight Princess, but from what I hear about the other ones, they usually involve resetting the timeline or looping to a certain point
Maybe I'm just painting the series too broadly with the same brush
>>25313766
"S!"
- Adolf Hitler, 1912
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>>25313766
Classic Hitler.
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>>25313755
https://youtu.be/8ovM06QuJ9g?is=lD4vU1EB_W9TBjhY

>>25313766
>
>[ Jokes in you. This tiger is dumbass. ]
>[ The display left him scratching his cheek. ]
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>>25313766
>Will this arena ever be free of his malevolence?
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>>25313766
>There he goes, Gihren Zabi's spirit animal.
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>>25313647
>The man's body jerked as Javelin lifted him from the ground.
>His hands immediately flew toward his face fingers clawing desperately at the air. Beneath the crooked spectacles there was nothing but two ordinary empty eye sockets.
LET GO! LET GO OF ME! I CAN'T SEE! I CAN'T FUCKING SEE!
>The white hair vanishes. It's just a terrified brunette man in a blind nightmare.
>>25313741
>>25313742
>25313745
>25313748
>25313749
>25313755
>25313757
>Thanks for playinng.
>>25313766
>Goodbye Hitler.
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>>25309474 (Ghost Rider)
>>25309518 (Mouthy Guy)
>>25313638
>>25313647
>Janus was a (former) damsel in distress, although the ODSTs in the back of their minds knew better. Still, she and her sister knew how to make the menfolk feel like regular and triumphant heroes, Two sheathing his knife once he was done with the work and giving the smirking swabbie a nod.
(ODST #2) Like the bossman said, don't mention it. We're always down to kick some ass as prescribed.
>Then again, they didn't exactly do much beside follow and deploy against the Corinthian here and now. Of which he seemed to be focusing on the Sixth Shock Trooper with his little monologue. Their jawed eyes reflected off of his visor, the blackguard leering at the freakish man in turn as Javelin moved on him.
(ODST #6) What the Hell are you blathering on about you creepy bastard? Tch, keep it up and we'll crack YOUR nuts for good measure.
>Then Javelin proceeded to manhandle the weirdo. None of the Helljumpers minded too much, although One saw fit to clear his throat.
(ODST #1) Try not to rough the guy up too much. Got orders from higher up to keep him alive and mostly intact since local authorities will handle 'em.
(ODST #6) I dunno sarge, I think after what he tried to pull, a good beating might do him some justice?
>No comment from the dark NCO, although quietly he had to wonder what Javelin would do next. The sound of police sirens was distantly audible, heralding the hopefully soon to arrive Gotham PD. And with it the briefly mentioned "League".
>Turning sharply to face the Gentleman Ghost, One spoke again.
(ODST #1) Well, I guess the commissioner was right about you after all.
>Honorable and reasonable thief indeed...
(ODST #1) Oh yeah? And who's the REAL authority then?
(ODST #5) The police?
>One chuffed and shook his head before mostly muttering to himself.
(ODST #1) Something tells me it ain't that easy or simple...
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>>25313801
>>25313810
>Sorry.
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>>25313766
>Truly, he embodies the spirit and actions of Aryans everywhere.

>>25313789
>Something something he is a zeitgeist.

>>25313787
>I really need to do more mods lol.
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>>25313825
It's alright lol. Did you want me to respond to this real quick or wait for the others?
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>>25313770
>[ The sounds of music and a marching band would attract anyone. This case, a child of dreams, taking the shape of a wingless gryphon. Calmly walking in the center of the brick roads. In a trance to the marching tunes an- FREE CAKE‽ ]
>[ Breaking the sleepy gryphon out of his trace. ]
"FREE SWEETS!"
>[ Echoey filter to the dream child's voice. ]
"Why cake have crayon...? Draw with cake? Weird cake... Just like dreams! Must be from someone's dreams! Must be sweet!"
>[ He'll pick a crayon first. Reaching over to pluck the color.... purple! No reason, other than he wanted to. ]
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>>25313829
>Yup.
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>>25313770
>They might not be United States Marines, but these space troopers HAD to celebrate and imbibe as was appropriate. Thus the duo of UNSC Marines would attempt to "liberate" the entire cake to take back to base.

>>25313833
>Alright, I'll tack a response on real quick!
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>>25313831
https://x.com/itswyverne/status/2118597639528919393
Rem Explodes
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>>25313608
>An albino guy steeples his hands together in contemplation as he stares at the fountain in the center of town, closing his eyes and letting the atmosphere wash over him.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EPgS8eDO8v0
>And then he smirks to himself.
Some things never change.
>The layout is different, but the spirit stays the same. The mage turns about to explore the shops...
>>25313770
>But gets a bit distracted by the marching. Thinking the guard is having a procession, he elects to investigate that too.
>...Cake. Huh. He eyes ythe wax tubes lining it.
They ARE bright enough for someone to think to eat...
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>>25313810
>>25313801
>As the six ODSTs (and their still hovering Pelican ride) awaited the police, the Corinthian began to freak out. And change for that matter, eyes and hair noticeably different now.
>The sight sowed confusion among a number of Helljumpers that were privy to the happening.
(ODST #6) What the-!? What's going on here!?
>One took a couple steps closer to the thrashing man and growled with authority.
(ODST #1) What are you playing at now you bastard?
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>>25313856
Rem, when in the sight of an enemy, Bebop and Mirage.
(He didn't buy dispel magic.)
Thanks and saved
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>>25313852
>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qgm_OiFa7yI
>A sliver of ancient heritage graces the Marines of space as they grasp a hold of the lovingly-made confection...
>>25313831
>>25313860
>Yet others stirred in their wake, ready to contest and otherwise stymie their extraction! How would they contend in this rapidly evolving situation?
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>>25313770
>>25313831
>>25313852
>Townsfolk go about their daily business. Children weave between pedestrians while shopkeepers call out to potential customers. Knights and royal attendants occasionally pass through the crowds, keeping order. Yup the cities bustling.
>>25313860
>A bearded man's shoulder collided squarely with Vaati's as he passed.
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>>25313900
If you run out of images for this fella just use pictures of Brian Blessed. Nobody will be able to tell the difference
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>>25313647
>She may be on the mark for some of that....
>>25313638
>>25309518
>>25313801
>>25313810
>>25313852
A pleasure to be of service, madame. And whom? Why, the Bat, my boy. The one you really must respect here is the Bat-
>The Corinthian's sudden activity makes him reach a hand out towards Javelin.
Wait! Not even I know what-
>Much too late.
Damn!
>The grip on his cane would be turning white-knuckled if not for it technically already being that!
Possession! He just abandoned his host.
>I'll need just a moment longer to get a follow-up out, bear with me.
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>>25313894
>These starship troopers fully intended on honoring their forefathers with a proper cakeday celebration, and this centerpiece was THE perfect way to do it. And by God, they were going to have it, come Hell or high water!
>So when these two >>25313831 >>25313860 yahoos came to possibly contest their attempt at absconding with "mission critical material" in the middle of a busy town >>25313900 with plenty of people about, the pair of boots were READY to answer back, one of the men puffing out his armored chest as he spoke to authority.
(MRN #1) Step aside, this is OFFICIAL UNSC Marine Corps business we're standing on!
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>>25313860
>[ Pale mage. Be on the lookout. A wild animal in what looks like pajamas is currently ripping a crayon off the cake and putting it into his beak. ]
"Tastes funny."
>[ Dream beasts function on higher planes of existence. Even if this was lacking in the thinking department. Going to stuff another crayon into his beak. ]
>>25313894
>[ HEY! The dream gryphon saw it first! It's his cake! ]
>>25313900
>[ A rare dream figment is eating crayons from a cake left on the floor. And townsfolk are roaming around as if business as usual. Must be used for unusual events happening at random. ]
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>>25313913
>>25313647
>>25313801
>>25313810
>Rounding the corner come the source of the drawing-near police lights and sirens, a group of positively retro-looking, boxy squad cars, headed up by-
>Is that a fucking APC? The local cops don't mess around much.
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>>25313916
>[ Too late! Crayons are being eaten as we speak. By a what can only be described as a wingless gryphon in pajamas. Pay no mind to what looked like stars scrolling across its body and its bright cyan, glowing eyes. Pay more attention to its cute hat and the puffy pillow the creature held in its left hand. ]
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>Hey, wait, you forgot the music.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PrUClx4a7Y0
>>25313917
>>25313900
>Behold, Rem, looming over you as he leans in to look; A femboy. Some would say twink. Whichever interpretation you prefer.
It's colored wax. It's not meant to-mph!
>The BIG MAN is given a bit of the sideye as he slips in a verbal jab in response to the shoulder check.
Mind your step.
>Now that's a mighty chilling tone of voice.
>>25313916
>It's too late...the food is the smol one's....
>This strange-looking batch of soldiers is given an inquisitive look by this particular bystander, who seems mighty bemused by all this.
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>>25313810
>>25313801
Oh?
>Javelin would be startled by the man's sudden change of disposition, instinctively lowering him back to standing level with a gentle motion reminiscent of a moving crane, if not unhanding him entirely.
>>25313869
>>25313913
>>25313923
>Her eyes slowly swiveled towards the Gentleman Ghost following his frantic revelation, reflecting the lights off the police vehicles now in theatre.
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>>25313869
>>25313913
>>25313923
>>25313951
>A thin warm trickle slipped down beneath ODST numero six eyes. It gathered at the edges of his eyes creeping down his cheeks in narrow crimson trails. His eyes were bleeding as though something had reached inside and quietly turned a key. There was no pain. It all happened quietly only for ODST 6 to notice his arms twitched as if they weren't his.
>His rifle pointed at >>25313951
>For a fraction of a second his rifle remained trained on the wrong target. Then with a sharp mechanical whir the weapon swung away from the Corinthian's abandoned host. It settled directly at Javelin. A burst of automatic gunfire muzzle flash illuminating the dark visor as a succession of rounds tore across the short distance toward the destroyer.
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>>25313949
>>25313916
>>25313894
>>25313949
>The Hyrulean guards exchange uncertain glances making absolutely no effort to intervene, they just keep gawking.
>Whatever this is, it's certainly above their pay grade.
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>>25313608
Thought this was mondstat
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>>25314001
I'm sure they don't even know what guns are
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Test
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>>25317342
Your sound card works perfectly
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>>25313739
Very fun, sorry I couldn’t see it but congrats
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>Farewell, SS United States...
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>>25318194
>End of an age, ei...
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>>25318469
>Rest quietly beneath the waves...
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>>25318469
>(It's been just Queen Mary 2 for a while now.)
>>25318504
>(Attempting to find a fitting song for the mood...)
>(Would you have any nominations?)
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>>25318641
>I had to step out...
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jMU88yp4AxI
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>>25313608
>If you're not looking at the subtle details, it's easy to miss when something abnormal is standing right in front of you.
>For example, the man shuffling along through the market district of the kingdom doesn't explicitly stand out one way or another. Not at a glance. And a glance is typically all most people ever give in places like this. Everyone's too busy hawking their wares or buying tonight's dinner to notice something as otherworldly as, say, a pair of red trainers.
Funny looking fruit you've got here, isn't it?
>Of course, looking at it the other way 'round, the man in question probably wouldn't notice more than a glance himself, seeing as he was too busy examining a wooden basket overflowing with apples as if he were looking at the strangest thing on the planet.
I mean, just look at all this. Apples, oranges, *bananas*... You think it'd all be different!
>The beaming smile he showed was met with a rather confused look from the fruit stall's owner, but he didn't seem to notice or care, as he was already turning and waltzing deeper into the market. Before too long, he naturally found himself drawn to the water fountain in the center of the area. He noted the odd design of the statue in its middle, then spun around and took a seat on the knee-high rim with a quiet 'Ahh'.
Feels like it just goes on and on! Must be somewhere important; the big places usually are. Wonder what it takes to settle down out here? Must be charming. I could work in a little shop! Love me a little shop...
>Sweeping his gaze across the marketplace, the man seemed quite content to simply sit where he was and to drink in the ambiance for as long as it remained, as he put it, 'charming' to him.
... Feels familiar, though... hmm...

>>25318194
>She put up quite the fight, at least. You'd expect nothing less.
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>>25318823
>(I think that will do.)
>>25318890
>(Went out on her own terms.)
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>>25313608
>As the man enjoys a surprisingly bright and friendly location, a strange feeling is emanating from the nearby alleyway. Something almost familiar wafting through the air. The dogs in the town seem to be avoiding it for some reason too. Investigate?
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>>25319121
>>25318890
>Nudge
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>>25319121
>Thank you, my aim is a bit rusty tonight....
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>>25313949
>Stepping out from the shadows of castle town. A sleek revealing silhouette catches the dim light with a knowing, playful smirk.
Yoohoo. Lost, handsome?
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>>25319153
>I was just about to make a cheeky comment, too...

>>25319121
>Minutes pass. The man at the fountain, the unnamed 'Doctor', was letting his eyes stroll lazily about the plaza. He found the local language to be a familiar curiosity and started to wonder about the past (one's past, one's future) for a time.
>But then his eyes fell over a gap between the amusingly rustic architecture. And he frowned.
...
>Being what he was, who he was, there were often moments where it became hard to discern whether he was being paranoid or if his insticts were actually trying to tell him something important. If it weren't for the sight of a random dog approaching the space, only to stop, sniff, then scurry off elsewhere, he might have decided he was only imagining things.
Hm.
>Another minute passed. Then the man stood up, stuffed his hands into the pockets of his long coat, and began to meander at a casual pace towards the alley. He couldn't decide whether the odd sensation that seemed to be seeping out of the shadowed pathway was a welcome, or a warning.
>Either way... off he goes into the mouth of the menacing little space.
Well, can't be any worse than when I met Shakespeare...
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>>25319205
>As the man enters the alleyway, he's greeted with an unpleasant smell and the sound of someone mumbling to themselves.
This place has too many goddamn people...none of 'em are even worth snacking on either...I could probably go check out that castle though. Somethin' up there feels like it'd be worth trying.
>The figure doesn't seem to have noticed him just yet, she seems too distracted looking at her phone while complaining to thin air.
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>>25319204
Hm?
>Glancing about, the sorcerer...doesn't actually realize it's directed to him immediately, blinking a few times and clearing his throat as he reassesses who's addressing him.
I...suppose it's only been a few ages since I was here. It's practically an entirely different city.
>He's being metaphorical, but that sounds like a hesitant admittance of not being familiar here.
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>>25319264
>The thing about being wrong is, the sooner you realize how wrong you are, the funnier it is. And the Doctor barely made it a few seconds before seeing just how wrong he was...
...!
>The Doctor stopped dead in his tracks, a chill shooting through him with grim familiarity. The smell in the alley didn't even hit him at all, the sound of that voice alone hit with the force of a brick.
>Immediately his mind was racing. He couldn't run, wouldn't even bother entertaining the idea. She'd smell him and make a move before he got even three steps away. Bloody half-animal instincts. If he made a scene, it would only lead to more people getting hurt, at best. And then there were all the old questions he had left buried coming back to the surface: how was she here, where had she gone, where was she at mentally... what could he do about this?
>In all of two, three seconds tops, he felt his panic shoot straight up, which then turned into a blitz of questions, and now it was settling into a cold realization that his best course of action would be to simply... approach.
...
>So, simply enough, he did. Only a few footsteps more and he would be about halfway from her, and halfway from the exit behind him. Before the woman herself had the chance to look up from her phone, his voice came out in a quiet, dull croak.
Harlyn.
>He should have stayed at the fruit stand.
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>>25319269
>Stepping closer with a teasing tilt of her head. CUE THE MUSIC.
https://youtu.be/3SKWG7ESmtI?is=6Mkgq1qrv3aEMfU_
See, I am utterly hopeless at those dreadful Bombchu games I always blow it right at the end...
>She flashes a sly lost expression, circling around Vaati.
So, I figured, I need a man with sharp reflexes to win me the grand prize. Are you up for rescuing a damsel from her own terrible aim?
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>>25313608
>Among the established businesses in the downtown marketplace included a strange store with a stylized face prominently featured upon its roof, yet no other indication as to its contents.
>It vibed with the locale regardless.
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>>25319525
>Harlyn stops talking the instant she hears the voice, slowly looking up from her phone before shoving it firmly in her pocket.
Oh. It's *you*. You here to stop some kinda big disaster or something? Maybe stop an evil wizard?
>She turns to look at him, smirking despite the seething rage she holds towards him, at least, a past version of him.
Or...maybe you're lookin' at the next big disaster.
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>>25319537
>Great goddesses.
>This- this is not something he was expecting to see around here, and great mage that he is he's left flat-footed enough to not know how to respond to this for a second before he clears his throat to regain his dignity.
Ah-hem.
>He tugs at his collar.
I wouldn't want to deprive you of the satisfaction of winning it all on your own...but who am I to refuse a lady in need? I'll make it so.
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>sorry I got busy for a minute
>>25319553
Just passing through. Taking in the sights.
>It was an odd moment. The Doctor was taking a long look at her, the first good look through relatively new eyes(it was dark in that club, you know). It was almost remarkable how the same, she was. At least visibly. And... olfactory... y.
>Hearing her speak, the Doctor's eyes subtly narrowed at her. The man gave off an icy, surgical haze as he stood across the way from her. His voice remained level, almost hollow.
I don't know. I haven't had time to think on it. On *you*. Don't know if you've noticed, but I've been busy. Been through some changes. Got my hair done.
>Oh, good. He's still trying to be funny. Great.
>The hands slipped out from his coat, folded over his chest. He leaned forward a little, lke he was looking at a display behind glass.
And you, well... I dunno. You look the same. Smell the same... But I'm hoping that looks can be deceiving.
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>>25319650
Ah, so a casual visit eh? Same here, but I'm not exactly having a good time yet. This place is lousy for snacks, the kind I like at least.
>Her grin widens as his gaze becomes more serious. She's enjoying that look he's giving her.
Oh yeah you were busy, glad you took the time to come watch me get reborn again though, How's "Mom"? Does she realize how much damage she did when I was convincing her making a vampire city was a good idea?
>Her laugh is cruel as she reaches into her pocket to pull out a cigarette. Lighting it up with a snap of her finger before taking a drag and letting the smoke drift towards him.
Oh looks *are* deceiving. I'm the same on the outside but I have a new friend *inside*. Someone who's just as hungry as I am too.
>Another drag, before she laughs, smoke puffing out as she does.
Did what happened at the club end up in the news? I've been too busy working to really check.
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>>25319595
Oh, a gentleman too?
>A purr dripping from her juicy scented lips as she closes the distance between them. Without waiting for a second her hand slips smoothly into the crook of his arm her fingers brushing against his sleeve with practiced hypnotic lightness. She practically sweeps him off his footing turning on her heel and guiding him effortlessly through the winding cobbled corridors of Castle Town. Before he can fully gather his wits.
>The bustling murmur of the square fades away, replaced by the distinct frantic ticking of mechanical mice and the faint neon-tinted glow of the local Bombchu bowling alley.
>Behind the wooden counter the Bombchu girl decked out that rivals Cia's own allure she jolts awake from a nap. She rubs her eyes flashes a lazy yet enthusiastic grin and lets out a sharp, shrill whistle to egg them on.
Yo, lovebirds! Welcome to Bombchu Bowling!
>Leaning over the counter she smiles.
Rules are stupid simple: dodge the cuccos, thread the needle past the blades and blow up the three targets at the end. Nail all three and you walk away with the grand prize.
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>>25319674
>A slow breath rolled through his form. His eyes seemed to darken at the humor she managed to find in all of this. Like dim, lifeless stones...
The more things change, the more they stay the same.
>At this, he almost let a laugh slip out as well.
Fresh off manipulating some lost, power-mad girl- little more than some lost child- into performing the greatest tragedy of her life, here you are, bragging that *you* now also have some great, mysterious 'friend' whose own goals are undoubtedly aligned with your own best interests. Right.
>He shook his head. A hand rose and pinched the bridge of his nose. He looked back at her pointedly.
... What happened?
>Then, suddenly, the man's voice went from ice-cold to... strangely quiet.
What happened to you, since we last- since... before.
>Before. When his ears were bigger.
You said you were captured. Tortured. And now you're here.
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>>25319692
I wouldn't go that far-guh!
>And away they go. Shame. He was almost enjoying the atmosphere here. Some part of him takes offense to being dragged away like this, but he'll never admit it given the circumstance.
Good day.
>He elects not to dispute the couple thing, though the lack of recognition from her means that her new friend bold-faced lied to him, unless the keeper has the memory of a goldfish.
It sounds simple. What's the buy-in?
>He's probably able to handle it....
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>>25319758
I think it was a *very* enlightening experience for her. She got to feel emotions and feelings like she wanted didn't she? Of course, I got to choose which ones she felt and I tend to be a bit biased in my choices. I probably could've kept pulling her strings a bit longer too if she didn't screw up her own wedding.
>She snarls, finally dropping the cigarette and stomping it out.
BUT HEY, everything turned out nice for ME now didn't it? And that, is all that matters in the end. As for my current headmate?
>She shrugs, a surprisingly casual response to such an obvious flaw in whatever plan she's involved in this time.
It feels different this time, all those other losers didn't want what I wanted, didn't really *understand* how I worked. This one though? I think she gets me. Like I said, we have real similar interests.
>That last one though, it takes her off guard again.
...you really don't fucking remember do you?

1/2
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>>25319793
>>25319758
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a05Nioq7VuA
>Her expression changes, her smugness melting away as she forces herself to recall her last defeat.
Me and Lilith...we had a fight, nasty one. She was upset that I was trying to get back at people who attacked ME first, thought I was fucking giving up our relationship to keep doing bad shit. So what does she do?
>Harlyn starts breathing a bit more heavily.
She fucking...seals me inside herself, makes sure that her body was always chewing away at me, forcing me to use all my fucking PSY to stop myself from being erased. Every fucking second I was awake it was *pain*. No matter what I tried I couldn't get out.
>She holds herself, a snarl growing on her face.
Then...she fucking pawned me off to some mouse cunt somewhere...can you believe that...!? She...*gave* me to someone...! And *that* someone just kept me how I was...! In fucking PAIN and TRAPPED. But...hahahaha...one day...I was able to think clearly enough to...*remember*. There was a piece of me that *wasn't* rotting in that cube they put me in....! So, I started trying my best to...make it stand out, enough to attract a certain someone to come and consume it...!
>She starts laughing, holding herself tighter.
From there...well...you know the rest I think...I grew and grew inside her....and gave her...ideas. Until...
>She giggles now, visibly shaking.
Happy BIrthday Harlyn...!

>2/2
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>>25319786
Just ten rupees a round.
>Popping a bubble of neon pink gum.
Though considering you're playing on behalf of her.
>She shoots a quick knowing wink toward Cia while handing him 10 Bombchus.
I'd say your real currency tonight is keeping your nerves steady. Just roll evens, and you'll hit a bullseye. Odds you struck a spike. Alright, hotshot. Let's see what you've got.
>Wait, did she break the 4th wall? Cia hypes up Vaati.
Show them how it's done, sugar.
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>>25319859
Sounds simple enough, but I can't simply let her foot the bill for it, can I?
>Well, if Link can do this immediately upon being handed a bombchu, so can he! Probably.
>Vaati takes a second to inspect it and tries to work out the timing, before....

>Hit it.
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>>25319793
>>25319817
>The Doctor drew back, shoulders rolling slowly as he took in Harlyn's story. His eyes shifted again, though now he was looking with focus as he watched her go from cocky and sadistic to... damaged.
>He had the gist of it before, in that nightclub. but now there were more details. More meat to it. Even details that didn't exactly make sense (that PSY stuff, whoo, what a whopper). And, better yet, he could see her clearly now, her face, her eyes. The anguish that lingered. The torment that had been inflicted.
...
>Subtly, almost imperceptibly, the hardness around his eyes softened. The thin line of his lips shifted to a subtle frown. The mental painting this story conjured up brought forth flashes from a lifetime he'd rather leave behind. The words just slipped out on their own at first.
The Daleks tried something similar... back in the war...
>He blinked twice quickly, like he had surprised himself, then his eyes flitted back up to look into hers.
... still. You survived. That should be commended in a way, shouldn't it? There aren't many people in the universe who could come out the other side of something so inhumane and still find the will to keep going. I'm actually impressed.
>If only something so impressive could bear happier tidings. For either of them.
>After a moment of quiet, he spoke again, his voice still dim against the backdrop of the busy township around them.
You could just leave, you know.
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>>25319901
Glad to hear my ex-girlfriend wasn't the only one who had such a fucked up idea of time-out then.
>It's supposed to be a joke, but it comes out so bitter and venomous that it might as well be stated like a fact. Her body language changes again as he actually compliments her, he isn't responding with horror or telling her she's a parasite, he's saying he's *impressed*.
You...you did this in the club too...you apologized...even after everything I've done, you and those other pieces of shit...
>She's genuinely confused, visibly wracking her brain to figure out if this is a trick or not, if he's doing this to mock her. It's like...she literally can't comprehend him genuinely trying to be kind to her.
...this town or the Arena? If it's the town, then yeah...probably. But the people here are all so happy it's making me kinda jealous...why do they get to be happy when I'm not? If you mean the Arena?
>She takes a deep breath.
...I can't leave until I get what I came here for in the first place. The reason I actually showed up all those years ago, the one thing I've always wanted...!
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>>25319914
What would you rather have me do, then? Call you a monster? Recoil in fear? Scream?
>An eyebrow quirked up; his tone dared to sound openly sarcastic. Like he was dismissing her own confusion in the face of his own surprising reaction.
Maybe you are a monster. Maybe I should treat you like one. You've hurt people I care for, I suppose I have a right, don't I?
>A beat.
... But I don't think you deserve what happened to you. Not that much. Not that far.
>What he wouldn't say, of course... is that he can understand the logic. That cold, calculating, and efficient way of thinking is not lost on him. It was the only way there was to keep a problem fixed for the foreseeable future. It was an entirely too 'human' thing to do... even if neither party involved was exactly of the sort.
>There's another pause, another sharp breath. His eyes flicker past Harlyn, looking at the shadows of locals passing by the other edge of the alleyway far behind her.He looks back when she mentions what she wants, why she's here, what she *needs*.
And what is it that you want, Harlyn?
>He asked the question gently. This was, perhaps, the only potential hope he had at achieving an outcome that didn't involve any further bloodshed in the long run. It was a candle light in a thunderstorm, but it was a chance nonetheless. The old him wouldn't even dare to seek out a chance, not again. He had been burned once too many. But now?
>Now, surely, he was getting foolish in his old age...
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>>25319890
>BOOM! STAGE 2 OF 3.
>Cia claps her hands in mock amazement a grin lighting up her features as she steps right into his personal space.
Don't rest on your laurels yet!
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>>25319928
Hmph.
>He spares the woman a glance before looking away to hide a quiet embarrassment over the proximity as he goes to lay down the next of the bombchus.
>Show me a follow-up!
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>>25319927
What do I want?
>She's still shaking as she reaches into her pocket, pulling out a piece of paper and using her PSY to change it into something, a photo, something made from her memories.
Haha..hahaha...this...is what I want...!
>It's Harlyn, and she's with four other girls. It looks like they were part of a team together.
They...ABANDONED me...because they couldn't just FOLLOW ORDERS and do what The Crow wanted...what I wanted! It's not my fucking fault Ambrosia pushed me too goddamn far...!
>She pants, clearly getting very emotional before grinning at him.
I came here to eat, and eat, and eat, until I *finally* evolve into something bigger than even an Ascended...! I'm gonna become so fucking powerful that I can go *back* and *make* them come back to me by *force*. I don't care if I have to make them fucking zombies to do it...! THAT'S WHAT I CAME FOR, AND YOU ALL KEEP UNDOING MY FUCKING PROGRESS.
>She drops the photograph, smiling like a lunatic.
But...you know...now that I've been here long enough...I've met...MORE people that I think I want to take back with me too...IF I'M A FUCKING GOD THEN WHO'S GONNA STOP ME RIGHT!? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!
>She wheezes before going back to giggling and looking sad.
Haha...ha...I'll do whatever the fuck I want...and *no one* will fucking abandon me again...and I'll be fucking *HAPPY*.
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>>25319979
>That brief glimmer of hope was snuffed out as quickly as it was formed by what came next.
>The maddened, wheezing laughter was enough to put him on the back foot, but that wild look in her eyes and this ludicrous goal of hers, an ancient hope that has gone off the rails time and again to the point where it's spiraled into the lunacy of where they all were now. The Doctor's eyes followed the photo as it fell to the flagstones, and he mentally walked down the path of Harlyn's life that had led her here. The Crow, blimey- did they even exist anymore? They certainly haven't made a peep here in ages.
>Even the Doctor found himself speechless. Whatever was left of the Harlyn in that photograph was buried deep in this well of madness that now stood in front of him. After hearing everything she had to say, he caught himself still staring at the fallen photo. And when he *did* look up again, he considered only briefly what he could possibly say back to her.
>In the end, all he ended up telling her was:
No... you won't. I don't know what you'll be, Harlyn, at the end of all this... but you won't be happy.
>The worst expression of all was now adorning his bony features. It wasn't a look of anger, or of stony, murderous intent. What he wore now, was pity.
>He didn't even have the decency to show her just how afraid he was.
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>>25313608
I really really like this image.
:3
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>>25320814
SAM!
When are you coming back?
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>>25320854
I'm here in spirit.
Honestly, not sure. Been busy with a lot of irl shit.
Glad things are still truckin' here.
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>>25320058
>Passed out but I'm back for the thrilling conclusion.
Ha...hahahaha! How would YOU know...!? I'll finally have everything I've ever fucking wanted, I'll be powerful enough to DO anything I want without clowns like YOU telling me otherwise!
>She waits for another response, but the look on his face starts to make her shake again.
...how would you know...!?
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>>25319938
>KABOOM!
>She leans over the railing beside him resting her chin in her hand as the final octagonal target looms at the top of the steep slope.
One last shot, handsome.
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>>25323617
I-indeed.
>Don't let success or praise get to you, Vaati. This one's probably going to need a more out-there angle....
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That's it, Zelda is grounded!
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>>25323654
>The Bombchu girl lets out a sharp whistle, lazily tossing a gleaming heart shaped container onto the counter with a metallic clink. A heart piece!
Damn. Color me impressed. You actually cleared the board!
>Cia steps forward her dark gaze shifting smoothly from the prize to the sorcerer beside her.
Well aren't you short and full of surprises, I suppose you've more than earned your keep for today, handsome.
>She hands him the heartpiece, and offers him one big lipstick stained smooch on his cheek.
https://youtu.be/cG9fXCMh83I
Mwwwwwoooo--ah!
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>>25323753
I am a very quick study-gyuh!
>Aw, jeez, right below his cheek marking. Hey, he's...uh...taller than Toon Zelda...I think...a bit. More importantly, there goes his sense of composure for a few good seconds.
>When your starting point is as pale as him, it's impressive how red it can get, straightening out as he locks up for a moment, only falteringly recovering and trying to regain a measure of dignity cy covering his mouth with a hand.
A-ahem. I-it's nothing for someone of my skills. I'm not sure I should keep this, given I did it for you, but if you insist....
>Very smooth.
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>>25323565
>She's laughing again. The expression remained the same: the face itself was almost emotionless, statuesque even. It was the eyes that conveyed every wounding thought. Eyes that looked far older than the man looking out of them.
>When she waited, then yelled again, the Doctor barely bothered to even blink.
Because I actually know what it feels like... To go too far.
>The words coming from his mouth were spoken more to the air than to Harlyn. His eyes were looking through her now, too.
I've done whatever it takes. To get what I wanted... what I *needed*. To kill in the name of... 'winning.' To kill because I wanted to more than I needed to.
>A sharp breath, barely a scoff, slipped through his teeth. Then he took a slow breath, out, then in, as his eyes refocused on Harlyn. Somehow, he managed to look even older.
>Like a dead star.
You think you're the only one who knows loss?
>He was asking honestly.
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>>25323837
>Her expression changes again, looking scared.
You can't just...I...you're fucking lying...! You still have fucking people...! You have your stupid *friends* and whatever while I have...
>She thinks about her options for a moment, she can't really call Emilia a friend, or Carnage as much as she wants to, Only one other person comes to mind in this moment of panic.
....AMMIT. I NEED YOU! TELL HIM HE'S LYING.
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>>25313608
>A few pizzas have been carelessly left out on a table in the street.
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https://youtu.be/xlNBb1qZnwc?si=3h8sQLvPK0Qv7LSI
>[ Phantoms! Incoming!]

"Hello, my dear listeners and watchers!! It's me again! Your favorite Propaganda Overlord, Glibnub! Send up「8,10 or 12」of your best fighters! Grab a weapon and get killing! Don't forget to describe yer-self with two perks, so we can give ya a proper tombstone!"

"Team fights! All action!"
"Any of you losers who ain't in a team, I'll throw ya into The Banished!"

>Perks
-no perk -leader -peaceful -sociopath -kind
-unstable -bulky -meek -naïve -devious
-seductive -suicidal -cute -annoying -scrappy
-survivalist -rich -inventor -goth -lunatic
> A tool
-no tool -big stick -pitchfork -sword -axe
-handgun -shotgun -grenade -slingshot -bow
-flamethrower -rocket launcher -laser gun -magic wand -ancient sceptre
-pet wolf -pet tiger -pet turtle -wish ring

(Calling for Hazama Ideo Encforcer, Suzumi Kuzu and Tiny from DOTA)
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Going to step out and get something to eat while the lobby fills up, brb
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>>25328533
Remilia
cute, sociopath
grenade
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>>25328533
Claire Heathrow

Lunatic Inventor
No Tool

World Core
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>>25328533
Fairy Maid
>Meek, Naive
>No Item

>With >>25328560, Scarlet Devil Mansion
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>>25328582
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>>25328533
Mentally Absent Lenny
unstable, annoying
slingshot
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>>25328533
Alan Wake

>lunatic
>scrappy
>magic wand
>Champions of Light
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>>25328533
The Pink Thing
Unstable, Devious
Handgun

WHOEVER ASKS FIRST!
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>>25328615
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zW4CVCnasoA
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>>25328622
VERY WELL! YOU ARE NOW AN ALLY OF THE TERRIFYINGLY EVIL AND DEVIOUS MACHINATIONS OF "THE PINK THING"! MUAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!
>She coughs suddenly, before blushing and clearing her throat.
Hahahaha...ha....
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>>25328533
Funkinator
>Devious, Lunatic
>Wish Ring

>(Become Fumo)
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>>25328533
Courier Six
>Scrappy, Survivalist
>Handgun
>Champions of Light

>>25328560
>Good to see you again.
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>>25328582
>Take this image too if you want it.
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>>25328693
>Fairies everywhere express their gratitude.
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>>25328533
The Rat
Devious, Seductive
Laser Gun

Champions of Light

>Filler, replace if needed.
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>>25328700
>Glad to oblige amigo.
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"We got a quick multi-team fight!"
"Get ready losers and protect your VIPs!"
"It's gonna look bad on you if ya let'em die!"
"We go in TEN!"

>>25328708
(Gonna keep it a 2v2v2v2 unless some more people join)

>>25328569
>>25313949
(Also ended up hitting the hay waiting on the others to reply. if you want we can continue this after the match.)
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>>25328796
Oi, fair enough.
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>>25328796
According to "Bodyguard Duty 101" I need to make sure you're properly protected and safe from ANY threat from poison gas to bullets SO I'LL BE PUTTING YOU IN THIS AIRTIGHT METAL CRATE FOR THE ENTIRETY OF THE GAME!
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>>25328589
I'll try my best, Mistress!
>>25328796
I've got experience.
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>>25328796
>The Courier looked to his literary-inclined district mate as he coked the hammer on his revolver.
So. When we win, are you going to write something good about us?
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>>25328796
>The Fumo-headed tribute gestured mysteriously.
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>>25328796
>>25328809
No way! I don't good twice!
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>>25328867
GETINTHEBOXBEFORESOMEONEKILLSYOU.
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>>25328796
"And we begin!"
"ALREADY someone is NOT getting PAID after this match!"
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>>25328891
I TOLD YOU. I FREAKING TOLD YOU!
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>>25328891
>BANG went Six's handgun, only for him to miss a critical shot on his pastel hued assailant!
Shit, I must be rusty.
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>>25328891
>Do not run, we are your friends.
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>>25328899
>>25328891
>>25328884
WARGH!
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>>25328891
"MORE fightin!"

>>25328899
"Sorry, ya boss is dead. Ya ain't gettin' paid after the match."
"Unless ya wanna loot the cool stuff from that guy."

>>25328914
"Humans can't be rusty, they ain't metal! Unless ya stick a bunch of metal into 'em. Like now!"

>>25328919
"Doing a RREEEAAALLLL bad job at tryin' to make friends."
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>>25328943
You'll still send a good review to the Big Bad right? RIGHT!?
>>25328914
>The creature hisses as she dances around the bullets before leaping onto the man's face and mauling him like a feral animal.
DIEDIEDIEDIEDIEDIEDIIIIIIE.
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>>25328818
>The Writer blinked and turned to his left. The first thing he registered in the scope of this new battlefield was the red, almost glowing eyes of the soldier standing beside him.
... Yeah. Sure. So long as I haven't written it already. Heh.
>He could, perhaps, question just how this stranger knew about him... but right now, Wake had more important problems to worry about.

>>25328891
>The flickering of the Angel Lamp in his bag caught his attention then. Reaching around, he plucked it free and held the now-glowing light aloft.
Must be something juicy waiting for me in there. Great. Just great...

>>25328943
>Little time later, the Writer encounters a deceptively innocent looking girl. At first he believed it to just be a child... but then he saw the wings, the fangs.
AH?! Don't-!
>The Angel Lamp in his hand flickered audibly. Instinctively, Wake held the lamp up between himself and the girl. The glow of the bulb grew brighter, and brighter still. It felt like it was giving off pure, untapped sunlight. But that was impossible.
>And yet... moments later, Wake was alone with little more than a pile of ashes standing before him.
Juh-Jesus. What... how did...?
>Maybe Wake just got lucky. Or maybe the Story deemed this to be the new truth of his reality. Whatever the case... for now, he was still alive.
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>>25328891
>The fairy maid's previous experiences did not in fact, prepare her for what was to come.
O-oh, oh dear...
>>25328943
Mistress, I've found mushrooms right beside the corpses, a-and I think I can...O-OH DEAR!? MISTRESS!? I- Ugh- oh...
>This fairy maid's constitution gave out.
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>>25328943
What-!?
>Six wasn't sure what killed him was some kind of alien or mutated wildlife. But whatever she was, he regretted not getting her earlier with his sidearm.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AjOasQsJYJg

>>25328951
>If only he had used VATS, Six getting fucking destroyed in short order like a newb.
>Also he crashed to desktop after this event.
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>>25328964
>never forget..
>>25328689
>:D
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>25328943
"2v1v1!"
"If ya two ain't stupid, ya get rid of that silent freak!"

>>25328951
"MaaaaaaaaayBeeeeeeeee"
>>25328968
"Dibs on his weapons!"

>>25328957
"Try again next time!'

>>25328962
"Hey human with a broken brain! Stop worrying 'bout killing some freak! Ya got three more to fight!"

>>25328964
"REEEEAAAALLLL good job ya did there! Ya boss is definitely proud of ya.....!"
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>>25328962
>Six wasn't exactly a soldier per se, but he *did* swear allegiance to the House and fought for the ghost of a machine man.
>And now he had sworn his temporary allegiance to Alan and his Cause, the ex-delivery man winking at him from under his obstructive helmet and mask.
Something tells me this one is going to be a bestseller one way or another.
>Too bad for the Courier, he'd get mauled to death not too long afterwards. Now it was up to the Writer to win it for their team of two!
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>>25328973
<3

>>25328984
>Roll to see what you loot from his corpse!
>You get...
0-3: .357 revolver
4-6: .44 magnum
7-9: Hunting revolver
Dubs: Ranger Sequoia
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>>25328984
You really like the suit? Thanks! I spent a whole afternoon designing it.
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>>25328984
"WELP! Guess we can see if fate is on this humans side!"
"DO ya think this lone human got's what it take!?"

>>25329003
"I'll take it!"
"Pretty small... Maybe I'll give it to some of the damn monkeys and see if they can add more to the gun!"

>>25329017
"Looked pretty good! Until ya don't!"
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>>25328943
>Proceed.
>>25328984
>Kind of tedious.
>>25329032
>Very tedious.
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>>25329032
ACK-
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>>25329032
>Almost better than nothing. Still not nearly as powerful as the other options but you can kill a mutant critter or two with some well placed [Critical] shots.
>Just don't expect to take down a SPARTAN with this thing!

>ALSO, should I make the next thread since we're almost out of images?
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>>25328984
>Wake had lost track of where he was. This place, this wilderness- was it even a wilderness?- seemed to stretch on indefinitely.
>Eventually, something caught his eye. Some glimmer of light in the fog.
Huh. Finally. At least there's *something* out here.
>Wake, having no better option left, and feeling drawn to the mystery, picked up the pace and followed the odd glow in the distance...
>>25329032
>... Apparently, before he could get there, he started crying.
>don't worry, he'll probably snap out of it before too long... ish.

>>25328991
>If its any consolation, today wouldn't be the end of his story. It was just... a rather bloody end to a particularly short chapter.
>Not that either man will remember their demise come the end of all this... if they were lucky.
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>>25329067
>Then from beyond the (temporary) grave, Courier Six hopes you can pen a fine if blood-soaked book here. Make it worth remembering!
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>>25329050
Sounds good
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>>25329032
"WELP!"
"That's a wrap!"
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>>25329215
>You are not yet ready for what is to come, Alan Wake.
>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JVxjLsaN2bI
>Case in point, the Fumo-headed one put a leaded sock into one of its doll accessories. It impacts against the author with force. The assailant would strike with efficiency under the purview of preserving time.
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>>25329215
"GIVE it up to this freak!"
"Or not. Who cares!"
"Just know ya freaks ain't gettin' paid after this!"
(No round two.)
https://litter.catbox.moe/av6i39rzy17m4g37.png
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>>25329109
Aight, here we go.

>>25329243
>>25329243
>>25329243
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>>25329244
>Gratzthx,
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>>25329244
>Fairies...
>Are rotting...
>Thank you.
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>>25329215
>Dammit, the Light has been snuffed!

>>25329244
>Ha, dead last.
>Congrats to the Funkinator and thanks for hosting!
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>>25329244
Congratulations.
And thank you.
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>>25329244
>The Fumo-one's bidding done, the presence of this being would no longer be felt within the Arena.



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