Chronology: Ultimate

[Ellya]

Corvo Attano​

Corvo could only breathe a sigh of relief as the Time Baby announced the TDM's end... and silently sigh in contempt as he revealed that yet another match was in order. Perched on a piece of cover, Corvo observed the new opponents, one being the biggest clockwork soldier he'd ever seen, and the other being a brute in white and red war paint. And as he batted away what he assumed was the man's own kid, that prompted most of his teammates to move in. After removing his mask to wipe the sweat, he put it back on and leapt off his perch.

As Corvo walked towards the fight, he used Stop Time and Devouring Swarm, swiftly chugging a vial of Addermire Solution as he ran forward. To others, it would have looked like he vanished into mounds of flesh-eating rats. The two mounds collapsed, and the hundreds of rats ran towards Kratos' feet to nibble and tear (not that Corvo was sure it would do anything). After two seconds in real time, Corvo appeared above Kratos himself. He dug his blade in Kratos' neck between his head and left shoulder, joining in with Kass and Frank on the assassin dogpile.

If anyone were to notice, Corvo kept a few rats at a safe distance; backup getaway plans, ripe for Possession.

Ellya FactionGuerrilla BarrenThin2 @Kratos_Fight

Before Kratos was (temporarily) downed mostly by Kassandra, more distraction came in the form of an entire swarm of rats. The bites were nothing more than mere nibbles on his god-feet, and he didn manage to stomp quite a few of them before Corvo's next attack. The neck wound already left by Kassandra was now joined by yet another one, from yet another attacker.

Kratos let out a bone-shaking roar as he reached back, grabbed Corvo by the neck and threw him down onto the ground with immense force, about to kick him out of the way when Supergirl's attacks landed on him (see above).

 

[thatguyinthestore]

"Geralt of Rivia!" The large robot exclaimed as it turned to face The Witcher. "You have been VERY NAUGHTY this year!" He shouted in a deep, wretched tone of voice, as he proceeded to reach behind him and produce what looked like ornaments. He began to bring the top of the ornament up to the top of his teeth, only for The Witcher's Yrden to slow him down exponentially. This gave BJ the time he needed to get a shot off, but sadly, his bullets didn't do much other than dent the armor on his head slightly. By the time he was done shooting at his head, the circle had worn off, and Robot Santa was back in action! His first move was bringing his ornaments up to his teeth and biting down on the handles, which weren't handles at are, but rather - pins.

When the pins were pulled, Robot Santa chucked them down at Geralt and B.J.'s general direction, aiming for right in between them. If they didn't move out of the way in time, then the grenades would explode upon impact, more than likely injuring them in the process! Unfortunately for our fair gunslinger, though, he wouldn't find any notable weak points on the robot Santa, besides the inside of its mechanical mouth. However, judging by how small the gap was, it was hard to tell if you could get anything in there to begin with!

Couldn't hurt to try, though, right?

Regardless of what Arthur did, Aloy and Jak's attacks came next, with varying degrees of success. Aloy's shots from her Rattler did a bit more damage to the evil Santa than B.J. had done, though not much. The sleeves on his jolly red outfit had ripped a bit, and more identifiable dents were left in his arm. Jak's dark matter shot worked much better, however, and resulted in the robot temporarily stumbling back, dazed. It gripped its head and began to groan and mutter incoherent nonsense, clearly trying to regain its own composure.

Looks like now might be a good time to get some shots of your own in.

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[quadraxis201]

Akari "Paladin" Kishiri
​

Right when Akari was presumably about to kick Falco in the chest, a buzzer sounded. Akari stopped himself and landed on his feet as he turned to face the Time Baby as they gave their announcement. Team 1 was victorious, and had earned what the stuttering, glasses-wearing man referred to as a "Time Wish".

The MPF's work was not done just yet, though. After quite a lot of shaking and rumbling, it was revealed that the next task at hand was to defeat two champions, who were some kind of evil robotic Santa Claus, and... Atreus' father?!

The latter of the two champions seemed to bear a stronger aura of power than the other, and so Akari decided to assist in the fight against them since everyone would likely need healing during this presumably brutal encounter. "It looks like this is our time to shine!" Akari removed his mask, and...

"Come forth... Kronos!"
​

Akari opened by casting Salvation on everyone that was heavily injured during the fight with Kratos. "We mustn't give up!" Having performed his heal duties, Akari's next order of business was to attack Kratos himself.

​

He saw Atreus looking rather disheartened by his father's harsh words, and felt for the young bowman, for Akari had experienced (different) issues with his own father. /This warrior is a brutal fighter, but... I cannot kill him. I can't bear to have Atreus watch his own father die before his eyes./ Akari thought to himself as he watched his teammates make Kratos draw blood. Summoning Kronos again, Akari cast Kougaon on Kratos, opting to see if he could blind him temporarily rather than go with a lethal option. After all, the Time Baby had not explicitly said the Champions had to be killed, only that the MPF had to face off against them.

Deep down, Akari was hoping Atreus would shield his eyes from the bright rainbow light of Akari's spell.​

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[marc122]

Weiss Schnee and Yang Xiao Long

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(Team 2 Freezer) (Team 3 Burn)​

Weiss was about to jump towards Shanoa, when she saw her hold her hands out, generating the same, powerful purple beam she faced against earlier. This time, she rolled inwards to avoid her attack. Where she landed, she summoned a Glyph underneath her feet, creating another in front of her, floating from above. She launched towards that Glyph, slashing at her, then she jumped from there, this time aiming to slash her towards the outer ring.

But as she lands, getting up, however, the match ended.

— - — - —​

Before they knew it, Weiss and Yang found themselves gathering back together, watching as various people they had never gotten to interact with were escorted back to their own times. While Yang was easily able to secure a victory of her own, Weiss's fight, however, was a little more stressful on her part, on top of having to score for the lowest-placing team.

Either way, now awaited the second and final round for...a wish.

A wish?

Never before had they encountered something that could outright grant a wish. Even Jinn, Remnant's own resident genie, only answered three questions, per a hundred years. I will admit, I...tried to stop Ruby, Jaune, and every single other person who asked what I was hiding...but I digress. Let's...return to the story.

clears throat​

So, back to the chase; The first champion to show up was a robotic Old Saint Nick. Nobody knew how he got there. The sleigh, the "stage play" clothes, and reindeer did not seem all that intimidating; whatever happened, we may never know.

Another champion came to view, but this time he looked, and probably was, more intimidating than this Santa could ever hope to be. Not just that, but he was the father of a boy, whom Blake introduced Weiss and Yang to.

Weiss and Yang looked at each other and nodded, then turned towards Robot Santa and Kratos, respectively. Kicking things off, Weiss stabbed Myrtenaster into the floor, summoning her Arma Gigas as it then charged at the robotic Saint Nick, spinning its raised gigantic sword and then lunging it towards him. Weiss, meanwhile, stayed to the side, gliding alongside her Summon with the help of her Glyphs, until her ally stabbed into him. At that point, she, too, joined the fray, jumping towards him from a Glyph and slashing at his head.

Meanwhile, Yang charged straight towards the infamous God of War, boosting herself towards him with a dropkick, while Supergirl's attacks would be done by then.

thatguyinthestore (Co-GM, Robot Santa, Time Baby), Ellya (Co-GM, Kratos), Zamasu (Shanoa)

 

[Necessity4Fun]

Mood: Self-Righteous, Annoyed, Unyielding
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Ciscodog

-Art Credits--
Chiaki Morisawa Fanart [スタろぐ④] by ますぎ, minimally tweaked

Fire Flames Texture by arundel
Golden Floral Pattern from PNGkit,
original artist PaperElement?

Divider Set #02 by NorasFed, edited by me​

Expecting an attack right away, the pyromancer had been taken aback when Killua seemed to resurface for a moment. Calling his name... The fire-aura had quelled, his arm dropping back down. He could hear it, that similar note of despair that he'd use so often. It was like looking at a mirror, and it hurt to watch happen. The other teen explained something about an 'infection' and all the young man could think of was the Take-Over and how it feels to be unable to stop it. Knowing what was coming and hoping someone else could do something...
And then Killua had asked to be killed; The request making him gasp as if without suddenly air. For a moment even the flight seemed to falter, as if he had stumbled into something and almost fallen. In reality, a plethora of emotions had managed to even distract him from the command to flap... Something that was nearly second-nature by now, and he had been affected enough to forget it.

As he had closed his eyes with tears pooling in their corners, Sage's only reply had been a series of head shakes as he trembled and the temperature started to rise. This was bad, he had to calm down before it went too far... A couple deep breaths later, he had managed to get it under control somewhat. When he had finally replied, his tone was melancholic and sympathetic.

"I'm sorry too, because I can't.", how many times had he waited for Death as a child too? The fact that he could understand where the feeling came from only made everything so much harder, "And not because it's wrong, but because I'd be a huge hypocrite for holding you against something you can't control. J-just like me..."

Unfortunately, this was all of the time that 'Illumi' had allowed them to interact for. As the horrible twisted sensation had come back, the Descendant had raised his guard again, listening to everything the other said with a distrustful glare. The aura wasn't burning back yet. Since he hadn't been so mindlessly attacked right away, he was hoping that this individual was actually able to be reasoned with, unlike the Entity, or even Frankie Hide. It did seem much more, human, in a way. Not that he trusted them any bit.
But maybe, maybe he could avoid a straight-on fight?

" 'Renovating himself'? ", the pyromancer had repeated with distaste, almost spatting the notion out, "What do you mean by that, exactly? ...Depending on that answer, we might have a larger problem."

The young man's gaze was locked on the other with underlying mild hatred, the unnatural glow of fire-orange even intimidating to a point. This better not mean what he thought it meant... It was hard to tell, but no one deserved to go through what he did everytime; To lose their time to live without being able to do a thing about it. He had to be sure that this wasn't as harmful to Killua as the Take-Over was to him.

What had come next would once have been more shocking, but had lost part of the impact after the group had dealt with Toga in Remnant. Surely, the acupuncture-esque pins were still quite the sight, but the shapeshifting was bearable after the display of shedding skin that the ninja girl had put. That one had creeped him out to the point of freezing his blood for the duration of it. Next to that, having one's face act like rubber was, almost welcome... The whole time Sage just seemed very disgruntled and unamused, having gone as far as to cross his arms. Oh, the environment was going darker? Who needed light when you were dealing with fire... He was naturally a torch, even more with the wings out, casting a warm glow of orange over the pair.

"Right. Sage Kaelber, Phoenix Descendant.", the words had been shared in almost the same heavy monotone of his mother-tongue, not an ounce of emotion showed through other than mild annoyance, "Go directly to the point. What the heck is it that you want? And more importantly, what will it take to bring Killua back?"

The siren ringed through the battlefield announcing the end of the first round, and yet, the young man had barely paid it any attention. He had solely remained with his gaze trained on the invading Illumi, watching his every movement with apprehension, as if constantly waiting for when the other was going to snap. He had merely caught the basic idea. Next round was coming up and they had some targets to fight, also something about getting a wish granted in the end. A wish... If such an offer had been done to Sage several months ago, he would have begged to be rid of his powers in a heartbeat. But now... He didn't really have anything to wish for. He had learned to live with the consequences of his past decisions and had come to cherish his Ability, the aversion and fear melting into a want to embrace it. At this point, being without it would be just as difficult to live as. He'd rather have the others decide on something useful and that they really wanted.

...And that brought us back to the matter at hand. Illumi.

"Anyone would. But I know exactly what this feels like too...", his mind flashbacked to Killua's apology at the warehouse, at the time he had been a bit too disoriented to understand it, however now, "Which you might have had the displeasure of seeing happen in person."

He took a glance around, even with the smoke-like effect provided by the other's aura, he could still grasp the two ongoing fights next to them. One of them had a bulky man that seemed really strong as the enemy... But the other one was... a robot. It was an enemy that Sage would have no qualms with destroying, and therefore could relax and let loose a little more than normal. Not having to hold-back was actually great for everyone involved as it relieved some of the tension of having to act at all. Truth be told, the best he had done thus far was still as a member of Distraction team back in Haven Academy. That had to mean something!

"Here's the deal...", the Descendant had started after a long sigh, might as well bite the bullet, "You can stay and help us take the fat robot down. I'm not letting you engage anybody else, if you try to get away I'll drag your butt back to me one way or another. Or, you can disagree and fight me right here and right now, because as I said, I'm not letting you have it your way.", half-way through that last sentence, the fire-aura had re-ignited itself, flickering around his form, "Obviously, if you're hurting Killua in any way by being here, the deal is off and it will be a matter of who knocks the other out first. But I'm giving you the choice, regardless."

It was a really small hope, to be honest, but it was still worth a shot.

 

[quadraxis201]

Akari "Paladin" Kishiri
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In addition to all the combat happening, Akari most definitely took notice of how Kanye West had suddenly reappeared, but now...

"Oh god, there's two of them now... just... fucking... why...?"
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[CutieBoop]

Fuma

Meanwhile, as Kratos is down, she will take a break from the bullets and to ready the spell, "Magic Book "Super Grimworld"", a hard difficulty spell which butterflies and talismans are made in a specific set of patterns. Though she is reading it, she will not initiate it until her opponent gets back up. She will however observe the others to see if they are okay from some of these attacks... it was intense.

"

HMM. I THINK FUMA WILL SEE IT BEST TO ADD MORE FLAIR TO HER DANMAKU AND SPELLS.

"

She floated to the ground, enough to join the others, like Kyou and Mimaki.

"

WHAT DO YOU THINK? IF WE ARE TO INCREASE OUR POWER BEFORE HE GETS UP AGAIN, WE HAVE ANOTHER CHANCE OF DAMAGING HIM MORE SURELY THAN WITH BASE POWER.

"

Though, if Fuma were to choose powers, then she'd wants magic, strength, speed and reflexes. Something like that.

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[Lazaro1505]

Benrey​

And just like that, everything ended as soon as it began..... well, a couple of minutes later, but that’s not the point. Some people went away back to their home timelines, something Benrey didn’t understand at all, but for this next challenge they needed to kill two champions, and right on schedule, came two people, one a evil robotic Santa who keeps saying that people were on the naughty list..... and a person who keeps saying B O A H for now apparent reason, and it took Benrey a while for him to start actually doing anything, which in this case, joining the fight with the evil robot, because he ain’t gonna fight no buff man with an axe any day.

Yeah, as soon as he saw his opportunity, the robot now being stunned, Benrey just pulled out his combine pulse rifle one handed, a ham sandwich from out of nowhere with the second, and began eating it for no apparent reason, as he fired the alt mode of the weapon, firing a small sphere of dark matter at the legs of the robot, planning on immobilizing him with the attack, taking another bite of that delicious ham sandwich.

thatguyinthestore @ Ham sandwich

 

[DerpyCarp]

"Aw, well. Good fight!" Lealan says after the battle was ended, and waving to Korg when he vanishes. She also pats Lazarus on the shoulder, "You too! It was fun!"
Lealan listens to Time Baby's blah blah blah. NEXT FIGHT!! Seems to be some old dude and a robot... "SANTA!?!" Lealan calls out in joy. She spins in place on one heel as the others attack. Santa was here!! Lealan blinks onto the Mechanical Monster's back, her arms wrapping around his neck, and her weight hanging limply like a multi-ton sack of potatoes. "SANTA SANTA SANTA!! WHATS MY RAP SHEET THIS YEAR!?! AND WHERES MY COAL!!" the Floran asks with the energy of an overly enthusiastic eight year old at the mall.
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[thatguyinthestore]

Due to being stunned from Jak's previous attack, Weiss new armored friend managed to get a pretty clear shot at the robot, its sword slicing open the side of its midsection. It stumbled back a bit from this, its head literally spinning until both of its hands were risen and clasped around either side of it, thus stopping said spinning in its tracks. It was around this time that Weiss herself leaped into the fray, though unfortunately, the robot had regained its composure enough to swat her away before she could make contact with its head, as if Weiss were merely a fly.

Unfortunately for poor old Santa, this action left him open for Benrey's dark matter shot towards his legs, which caused him to fall onto both of his knees. He looked up at Benrey and growled once more, before balling up his massive fist and attempting to slam it right down onto Benrey, aiming to crush him AND his stupid ham sandwich!

During this debacle, Lealan had taken it upon herself to blink up and onto the Robot Santa's neck, which resulted in him turning his head to look at Lealan as she spoke. "You've been EXTRA naughty, Lealan!" The angry Santa shouted as it reached around its neck and picked her up by the collar of her shirt with only its index and middle fingers. Looking her in the eye with his own, he said, "I'm going to shove coal so far up your stocking that you'll be coughing up diamonds!" Then, he proceeded to toss her away from him, inadvertently towards Arthur Morgan, who was threatened to be crushed by Lealan if he didn't move in time!

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[BarrenThin2]

Geralt of Rivia

Unfortunately, Yrden didn't buy them very much time, but it did slow down the golem's attacks. Long enough for Geralt to realize that there wasn't a whole lot he could do here. As the bomb flew at him, the Witcher watched it fly with quiet recognition. It was clearly more advanced than anything he had ever seen before, but bombs were a pretty reliable tool in a Witcher's arsenal. Blindingly fast, he shifted across to BJ and threw up a bubble shield around the both of them with Quen. The blast pretty much immediately destroyed the shield, but it brought them a bit of breathing room. Offensively, the Witcher was at a loss, so for the time being, he saw fit to protect himself and his comrades wherever possible with Quen.

Frank Castle

Well, that went even worse than Frank had thought it would. He was barely able to process what happened before he was slammed onto his back and a boot pressed down on his head. This was it. He could feel his skull starting to crack like the shell of an egg. In the end, Frank had always considered this scenario. Not here, specifically, under the foot of a man he didn't recognize, but generally on the wrong end of a supe's wrath. It had happened before, when Daken cut him to pieces. Coming back from that had been... Well, it was an ordeal, to say the least. Not one he remembered particularly fondly. This time, no one would put him back together. The pain was too much. It was over. With one last defiant scream, he closed his eyes, accepting the void.

In a flash, he felt power surge through him; enough to kick Kratos back away from his prone form. It was like someone had dumped kerosene on dying embers. Why? What was this? Not only had his injuries mended themselves in a matter of seconds, he felt stronger, faster, and tougher than he ever had before by quite a lot. He snarled up at Kratos, forcing himself to his feet, just in time to catch a look at how beaten to shit Kyou was. The half-oni soldier had done something to him. Frank felt a rush of different emotions, none of them positive, but not all of them negative. Mostly confusion. Some anger. Kyou was right; in that instant, Frank had accepted that he was dead. The end had come for him. He would be lying if he said he thought something was waiting for him on the other side, but the release of nothing had called to him. He didn't want to be saved.

Still, he was here now, and Ellie and the others still needed his help, especially now that Kyou had gotten beaten to shit saving his life. The old man didn't thank Kyou outright, but there was a begrudging acceptance in his eyes as he spoke, "This shit better be temporary." Frank would use the powers for now, but his stance on such abilities stood. He wasn't interested in being a super freak. Across the way, Frank saw where Arthur dropped a crossbow and bundle of bolts on the ground. The guy had been looking right at him. In a sprint, Frank slid across the floor, scooping the weapon up. The crossbow was hardly his weapon of choice, but Frank was nothing if not a weapons expert. Feeling the thing pressed against his shoulder was the most at ease he'd felt since coming here as he used the magnets to load the weapon. The tips of the bolts seemed to mean something. Honestly, Frank wasn't entirely certain what each of the tips meant, but they probably had some sort of significance. Whatever. Looking over at the robot, he fired a trio of the yellow tipped shock arrows at its face. Range was all his now. No reason to not help out their comrades in the other fight while Kratos was stunned.

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[Ciscodog]

KilluaI̵̧̹̦͎̥̟̯͇̍́͑͆̄̀̅͠L̷͉̟̅́͛̋̔L̷̨̛̠̱͌̈́̿U̸̟͔̻͌̅̀͋ͅͅͅM̴̹̊̕Į̷̝̟̋̔̇̃̔̃̍͐̈́͝ Zoldyck


Mood: ILLUMI
Sanity: 50%
Nen: 100%
Illumi infection: 100%, growing
Stamina: 100%
Health: Perfect, but Corrupted
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Depending on how I respond, my fate will be decided.
"Me? Hurt my little brother? Why would I? As long as he behaves, everything will be okay."
I hear the questions of Killua's renovations.
"Hey, that can be a bit personal. I'm afraid that would be a breach of privacy if I told you."
I could hear Killua... banging on the cell I created for him. He should have stayed a true Zoldyck.
(-5% sanity)
"May as well help for a bit. Might be a bit of fun. Though, I've never really worked on robots. I wonder if the electricity I'm borrowing from Kill is enough to take it down."
I don't give an emotion. I just say it calmly and professionally.
I realize I forgot to answer a question.
"Oh and, I'm not sure when he will come back. He is doing just fine... trust me."
I take a look at the fat robot that had seemed to appear out of nowhere. The electric circuits are hidden very deep inside the metal plates. It looks like one would require to be removed in order to get in.
"I can help with your robot problem if you like. Just fly me up after taking a metal plate off him. I can try to fry the circuits from there if we need."
I knew the "Phoenix descendant" would be very worried about that brat. So I gave them one more piece of advice.
"If you want Killua back so bad, I wouldn't reccomend hunting him out. After all, what is it they say?"
I look directly into the fiery eyes. My cold and life eyes stare back and I speak.
"Brother knows best."
As great is everything had been, I still had problems.
C'mon Kill. You have to ditch these losers. The one magician is a pretty high soul. You might be able to join us you know?
No way dammit. You'll never capture me like that. I'd rather kill you guys for what you did.
If it weren't for us though, you wouldn't even have the power to do it.
That's what you think! I'm better than you! And you're just jealous I'm not working for you. Let me live my own life!
So persistent. If only the truth could be revealed to you...
What truth is there? What else could there be to know?
Someone has to say it, so here we are. I am better than you. You are being held back by all the flaws you inflict upon yourself. Gon was your greatest mistake. You shouldn't have even thought to become acquainted with him. You should have hit your quota and joined us. But you just had to do something for the fun of it. You brought this upon yourself. Now I am fixing your problems. I will get you out, and you will be disciplined. Just like old times, Kill. We'll finally be a perfect family.
...
Very good. Now remain silent and big brother will finish what you couldn't even start.
So annoying... I lock him away again, ensuring he doesn't try to move out of his own mental prison I made. Just for him.

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[TheElenaFisher]

ʙʟᴀᴋᴇ ʙᴇʟʟᴀᴅᴏɴɴᴀ
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Seeing the look on the man’s face that was directed towards her, she elected to ignore it. She knew that look from anywhere, it was usually looks most people had when looking towards Faunus which would then be followed by a numerous amount of things, none of them good. Before anything else could happen, the bottle had ran out and her team had one, but there wasn’t any time for celebration as they had to move onto the next challenge.

Joining the others in the arena, Time Baby then revealed that the prize was, thanks to Blendin, a time wish. With it, they could wish for literally anything with no strings attached. It sounded too good to be true but if they wanted it, they’d need to fight the two undisputed champions of the arena. Unfortunately they were down a few allies as they were all being returned to their original timeline, but they could handle it. The champions then revealed themselves to be... a robot version of Santa and a man that Atreus revealed to be his father.

So that’s the man that honestly didn’t sound like a great father... she could see it, he looked as though serious and disappointed were the only feelings he could express on his face and the way he talked to him wasn't exactly sounding very pleasant.

Now she would’ve helped out with Atreus’ father, but it seemed as though those that were fighting him had him handled. In case it wasn’t handled however, she’d step in, but for now she had to deal with the robot. Having Gambol Shroud out, she switched to pistol mode and with the cylinder still in it, she fired ice rounds at it’s chest before running at him once she switched to katana and sheath mode. Upon getting close to him, she began to slash at it’s stomach, arms, and neck in that order in rapid succession.

If attacked, it would turn out the Blake he would attack wasn’t the real one as the real Blake appeared next to where the fake was. Quickly switching back to the pistol form, she fired more ice rounds at his arm to hopefully attempt to freeze it.

BarrenThin2 , thatguyinthestore , @ robo Santa beatdown
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ℭ𝔦𝔯𝔦
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...well that was unexpected, Mimaki got Fuma out of the fight just by kissing her. But now, it was just those two left and as she was getting ready to attack, the bottle ran out which meant the end of the first round was done. Unfortunately, her team didn’t win, but she wasn’t concerned with winning as did the others. Now after some of their allies were returned to their own timelines, the next round started which was a fight between their two champions and the prize? Something called a time wish which was said to be able to grant them one wish with no strings attached.

Right… where had she heard that before? Oh right, the man Geralt went up against, the one called Master Mirror and considering how wishes worked with him, she had a feeling that maybe it worked the same with a time wish. Then again, they could be telling the truth in which case… if she or Geralt won, what exactly would they wish for?

What would any of them wish for?

The two champions came out, a man with an axe and some sort of robot in a red suit. Feeling a hand smack her on her back, she saw that it was Geralt who ran off towards the robot, planning to slow it down with Yrden. Readying her sword, she ran towards the robot as the bombs he threw blew up and Blinked behind him, proceeding to slash at his back three times. Ciri then Blinked backwards in case he attempted to grab her and in case he tossed a bomb her way, she’d either kick it back to him if it landed on the floor or move out of the way.

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[Lazaro1505]

Benrey​

To be honest, he expected his attack to not do much at all, but it seems he at least had an affect in the evil Santa bot, but this come at the cost of now putting Benrey in its sights, as Santa robot tried to crush Benrey with a giant fist, to which Benrey responded in the only way he could think of in the time, a move so complicated that even audience themselves would be surprised by this move. He just shuffled to the back, not even bothering to measure the distance between him and the giant fist incoming for him. Yeah, Benrey has messed up the measurements for this one, for what he expected to be a clean dodge here..... it ended with both a ruined sandwich and crushed toes, as Benrey only looked down at the ground, before saying in a neutral voice.... “Ow........ that hurt....” as the santa robot went ahead to do other things now, like killing naughty people.

Yeah, Benrey wouldn’t stand by this, as he flew into the air, yelling down below, “Yo, you said that I’m on the naughty list, and while I understand in a way, I’m gonna give you a real reason why you should give coal instead of presents this year fattie....” as he now held the pulse rifle with two hands now, instead using the primary mode of the gun, shooting a large automatic fire of pulse rounds straight at the Santa robot, and stopped around the 30th time the weapon fired for, and if not dodged, well, it might or might not hurt considering where it hits on the torso of Santa bot, but Benrey just wanted revenge for the perfectly good ham sandwich that just got ruined, and he was gonna get that sweet sweet nectar of vengeance after he was done with him..... also maybe kill Christmas entirely, but that’s for next time.

thatguyinthestore @ To whomst’dve it may concern

 

[Laix_Lake]

• Orbeck
• Vauban prime

• 
  
  

  
  
  Orbeck of Vinhiem
  status: End of a fight, and the start of another.
  condition: Normal.​

  Praetorian was far too slow as the bolts of energy rammed the SPARK. The robot was about to strike Orbeck, when the buzzer went off.
  "Perhaps we can arrange a rain check spar once everything is done?"
  Praetorian reactivated its Elerium Phase-Cannon as it prepared to fire on a target. However, the SPARK, while heavily armored, estimated both targets to be huge threats. Elevated muscle mass for one, and likely, judging from their title, they had the skill of... hell, maybe even more than all three Chosen combined.
  Praetorian's targeting computers were kicking into overdrive as it estimated the evasion patterns of both combatants. But how...

  
  "Agreed." It was anti-climatic, but at the very least they no longer need to fight each other. All that was left was the supposed second round and some...orb?
  

  

  
  
  "A fancy glass orb?" Micah asked from the side.
  
  "I-I-It's a Time Wish!" Blendin shouted from up in the stands, his hands cupped over his mouth as he spoke. "It will grant you all any wish, free of charge! N-n-no time paradoxes attached!"

  This was the prise that was to be offered, an orb that grants "time Wishes" with no compromises...Hard to say how powerful it would be in the case of something like Ganon. Could it even go as far as undoing the undead curse? controlling the vile manifestation of flame that Sage deals with? Or even just impeding Ganon's plans entirely. Let us just hope the few who lack some wits are able to discuss things reasonably.
  
  Speaking of that, they also have to deal with two challengers. Some massive robotic construct Dressed up as a somewhat familiar person. He has heard about this holiday icon a few times at the cape, but the name escapes him. The second challenger happened to be some muscular figure wielding an ax, even without the sort of power gauging abildys that some people have, Orbeck can tell that this man is about as threatening as the massive robot. It was a bit of a surprise to find that a young boy happened to be this man's son. It was then that the fight begins anew. In this case, he'll be dealing with Kratos.
  
  

  nother threat flew at the God of War, and he once again raised his shield in defense. With the sheer amount of punches the girl was throwing at him though, his guard was eventually broken, and he ended up taking the brunt of her attacks. Once again, Kratos was sent flying back a short distance before dropping to his knees. He breathed deeply and lowered his head while grinding his teeth and groaning angrily, leaning down on one hand. He had cut wounds and bruises all over his body, along with the larger, still bleeding wound from Kassandra's spear.
  
  It looked like Kratos was down for the count of about 8 hours while I sleep sorry.

  
  For now, it looks as if the god of war was knocked out for a brief moment. There is no way he would be defeated that quickly, even with a demon going all out due to Kratos's apparent mistreatment of his son. It would be best to prepare, even if Orbeck himself is unable to do much.
  
  "We can't take our focus away from him, seems out of the ordinary for this fight to end so quickly." he said to the group "I'll be able to provide some preparation to some of your weapons."
  
  So for now, he stands back from Kratos, waiting for those few who want their weapons buffed with crystal magic wepion. He will do so without any hesitation when asked.
  
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• 
  
  

  
  
  Vauban prime
  Status: A Robot...Who is santa?
  condition: normal.
  ​
  Unfornselsy, Vauban's plan would never go into fruition. As that TIME BABY has basically ended the round, So no Troll-ban this time, but someday, SOME DAY, he will intact those desired to bring about the full mayhem of this warframe. There was something mentioned about a orb that grants wishes and the like. But it wasn't given his full attention. He certainly has his own wishes but in the context of some evil wizard taking over the multiverse...his wants are minimal. It would just be selfish. And even then, could he ever witch for something that is beyond his control?
  
  None the less they face two more foes. Some guy with an ax and a massive looking construct dressed as....whoever this guy is. The Tenno, unfortunately, lacks context on who this "Santa" is. Realy who is this guy? Some sort of...heroic figure who judges people? Well... let's not think about that now, since he is throwing out grenades all over the place. So what is a warframe to do in this case? Well, let's see.
  
  Firstly He would switch out his Minelayers once more, before throwing four of them out to his group. The moment the orbs hit the ground, they will immediately attach to the nearest ally, those three being Blake, Benrey, Shanoa and, illumi Zoldyck. They would all find that their damage has been boosted by a moderate amount.
  
  Secondly. The Tesla nervos that attempted to stun Drax...They are still around, rolling as they please. And the only threat around happened to be the giant Santa robot. So like they tried to do with Drax, The tesla nervos would cling to the side of the robot before releasing a powerful continuous shock of electricity.
  
  Finally, Vauban himself would equipt his hammer, dashing around the massive holiday-themed robot. Once everyone else had their chance to attack Robo Santa, Vauban would jump over and attempt to smash his instrument of destruction on the robot's head.
  
  
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[Necessity4Fun]

Mood: Tense, Resignated, Annoyed
Tags:

thatguyinthestore

(GM)

Ciscodog

-Art Credits--
Chiaki Morisawa Fanart [スタろぐ④] by ますぎ, minimally tweaked

Fire Flames Texture by arundel
Golden Floral Pattern from PNGkit,
original artist PaperElement?

Divider Set #02 by NorasFed, edited by me​

...This was going to be tough.

As soon as Illumi had begun answering back, Sage had felt him tense up just on the tone alone. These were not words that he could trust blindly. Even without analyzing the words themselves, the vibe was already very Moon Clan-like. Filled with deception, with hidden bad intentions. From the get-go the pyromancer had been faced with the fact that he had just put himself in a really complicated spot. Perhaps trying to reason with him had been a mistake; Now it was way too late to backtrack. Whenever they managed to get Killua out of this mess he'd have to apologize to him. This, might have been a bit of a naive move, though the lack of proper context was also to blame...

But the sentences though, they weren't very reassuring of the other's safety. In fact, they were very, authoritarian in nature. They painted to him the essence of a very controlling person and given that they were currently borrowing a body, it was never a good combo. It also left a really bitter taste in his mouth, considering the history of forced isolation and teachings that the young man had.
If only he could hear Killua's thoughts right now, he'd have related so so bad to them, except for... Well, never having a family. But he could not, unlike Kyou he could only work with what he was seeing. And he hated every bit of it.

Still, what else was there to do? No matter how much his drive to help wanted to stand up and save Killua from Illumi right now. The risk was too great. If he went all in, then what? Even if he continued to keep himself somewhat calm, the strain would only add up with time. If this went on for too long, he would be soon in Take-Over territory again... He couldn't.
Even if his mind was screaming at him right now, he couldn't give it a listen. He had to go about this logically and buying time by keeping the other focused on other tasks was the best shot that he had. Despite not being ideal, it was safer.

"I don't trust you. I've had my fair share of possessing entities to know better...", the words had been uttered very clearly, the tension between the two was palpable, "But as much as it pains me, it's the safest option.", the fire-aura finally went down, though the glow in his judgemental gaze still remained. Also, it seemed Killua could channel the Concept of Lightning which was interesting, too bad he had no mood to chat any further, "Electricity sounds like a good counter, yeah. And I can definitely take a passenger to tag-team", though the thought of doing it with this guy was annoying, Sage only offered rides to people he liked and could trust. None of which Illumi qualified as.

At the so-called, 'advice' though the pyromancer felt his distaste rise even further. What a cowardly move, hiding behind Killua like that. Not even the Entity was so low as to use something like that, probably because it wasn't alive and couldn't care less about his own safety, but still. That had hit a nerve and the response had been unusually cold and rational.

"There are healers in the team. He'd be fine.", and judging by his request earlier, Killua would also understand the situation perfectly, "Either way, it seems we might be waiting in the side-lines for a bit."

Without saying anything, the Descendant's wings had let out a mighty flap, taking him upwards for a bit, before he had executed a loop high up. Unlike most times, Sage didn't take an extra safe distance from Illumi as he had dived back down for a landing with the constructs extended behind him, cutting through the air like a bullet, then opening them again near the group with such a swift move that the resulting sound was a sudden loud 'Fwooop!' as they were once more extended out. He hadn't landed close enough to the other to get him burns on contact with the fire-wings, but it was still close enough to unnerve or startle somebody. Even more, someone that didn't know how his constructs worked exactly and might assume that they could incinerate objects on proximity.
Once near the surface, he had willed the wings gone and dropped back down the height of about a hop; Behind him, the wings had broken down into little embers in the air before dissipating completely as if they had never been.

"I'm staying right here so I can keep an eye on you.", the young man had announced in a still rather disgruntled, cold tone, "And I don't recommend trying anything against me, unless you'd like to bring something else back that soon.", yes, it was a threat; But no, it was no lie.

Extreme physical damage or distress was a prime way of forcing a Take-Over.
As troublesome as it may be, it was still a Descendant's defence mechanism and reacted very strongly to the idea of danger.

For now, though, the pair would most likely be waiting for an opportunity to jump in and overload that robot's circuits. Watching for the right time to step in and strike when no one was expecting them. As much as Sage would have liked to help there were others too close to the automaton and he had Illumi to pay attention too. Really couldn't trust the guy. He also hoped that the other wasn't chatty or anything, because he was really not in the mood to be having back and forths, or answering questions.

 

[DerpyCarp]

"Weeeeeeeeeee!!" Lealan calls out as she flies through the air, not making any moves to stop herself from hitting Arthur.
thatguyinthestore FactionGuerrilla

 

[thatguyinthestore]

Having still been down on his knees when Blake attacked, the Robot Santa Claus merely rose its arm in front of its chest when Blake fired her ice rounds towards it. However, Frank's electric bolts stunned him long enough for the shots to strike it and spread across its arm, freezing it, though the robot fixed that by merely smashing its arm against the ground once it recovered, shattering the ice. It was then that Blake sprinted forward and tried to attack it using her blades, at which point he attempted to swat her away. When this was revealed to the the fake, however, the robot would growl before looking over at the real Blake, who was shooting at him again. Because of the distraction, his arm was successfully frozen once more.

"Don't you know it's dangerous to play with ice!?" Robot Santa shouted as he stood back up and used his free arm to reach behind him, producing what looked like a large, black Tommy-Gun. Using it to smash the arm free once more, he then proceeded to grab it with both hands and open fire upon Blake, a barrage of lasers being shot her way! As he performed his assault upon the Faunus, Ciri came in with her own attack, attempting to blink behind him and attack his back. This made him stumble forward a bit, which subsequently caused him to turn around and face Ciri. Without much hestiation, he opened fire on Ciri with his laser gun, and would continue to do so even as she blinked back.

Also, during the fight, as a special request from some unknown Espeon in the audience, a song began to play over the speakers:



Anyways, Benrey's next few dark matter shots while the robot's back was turned caused it to freeze up for a short moment, though moments later, it turned back around and let out a deep, menacing growl. Then, suddenly, its arms extended outwards, and its hands wrapped around Benrey's body while he was still mid-air. "Naughty little boys don't get to play with toys!" The robot shouted, before plucking Benrey's weapon from his hand and attempting to smash it in his palm if Benrey didn't somehow get it back in time. Then, he threw Benrey down towards the ground with enough force to form a small crater underneath him!

What Robot Santa hadn't expected, though, was to be electrocuted moments later! This caused it to let out a scream and hold onto his head as electricity enveloped its body. Both of its arms went to either side of its head as it screamed, only for Vauban Prime to slam his hammer down on top of it not too long after! The robot screamed even louder at that as a sizable dent was made at the top of its metallic cranium, and in the midst of this madness, it suddenly called out,

"COME THRASHER, COME SMASHER!"

Suddenly, from the same entrance that Robot Santa had come through, two equally menacing looking robot reindeer flew out. They both charged towards Vauaban Prime at incredible speeds, before ramming into the Warfame frome both front and back with their antlers! They did this in hops of crushing... whatever it had in place of internal organs and bones, before dropping him down to the ground.

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[Ellya]

The latter of the two champions seemed to bear a stronger aura of power than the other, and so Akari decided to assist in the fight against them since everyone would likely need healing during this presumably brutal encounter. "It looks like this is our time to shine!" Akari removed his mask, and...

"Come forth... Kronos!"
​

Akari opened by casting Salvation on everyone that was heavily injured during the fight with Kratos. "We mustn't give up!" Having performed his heal duties, Akari's next order of business was to attack Kratos himself.

​

He saw Atreus looking rather disheartened by his father's harsh words, and felt for the young bowman, for Akari had experienced (different) issues with his own father. /This warrior is a brutal fighter, but... I cannot kill him. I can't bear to have Atreus watch his own father die before his eyes./ Akari thought to himself as he watched his teammates make Kratos draw blood. Summoning Kronos again, Akari cast Kougaon on Kratos, opting to see if he could blind him temporarily rather than go with a lethal option. After all, the Time Baby had not explicitly said the Champions had to be killed, only that the MPF had to face off against them.

Deep down, Akari was hoping Atreus would shield his eyes from the bright rainbow light of Akari's spell.​

Meanwhile, Yang charged straight towards the infamous God of War, boosting herself towards him with a dropkick, while Supergirl's attacks would be done by then.

Fuma

Meanwhile, as Kratos is down, she will take a break from the bullets and to ready the spell, "Magic Book "Super Grimworld"", a hard difficulty spell which butterflies and talismans are made in a specific set of patterns. Though she is reading it, she will not initiate it until her opponent gets back up. She will however observe the others to see if they are okay from some of these attacks... it was intense.

"

HMM. I THINK FUMA WILL SEE IT BEST TO ADD MORE FLAIR TO HER DANMAKU AND SPELLS.

"

She floated to the ground, enough to join the others, like Kyou and Mimaki.

"

WHAT DO YOU THINK? IF WE ARE TO INCREASE OUR POWER BEFORE HE GETS UP AGAIN, WE HAVE ANOTHER CHANCE OF DAMAGING HIM MORE SURELY THAN WITH BASE POWER.

"

Though, if Fuma were to choose powers, then she'd wants magic, strength, speed and reflexes. Something like that.
​

Kratos sat on his hands and knees, groaning and panting. He wasn't nearly done though. With a loud, commanding voice, he screamed.

"BOY! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!"

Atreus shivered upon hearing that voice again, so commanding, so angry. "Coming, Father!" It was a reflex, and he just couldn't help it. Atreus went into a sprint towards his father, reaching back into a satchel on his belt. He pulled out a red stone that looked magical, almost like it was burning, and he tossed it at his Father. The moment he did so, his eyes widened, in sudden realization of the mistake he'd just made. "No..." he muttered.

Kratos caught the stone in his left hand and immediately crushed it. A magical energy that took form in a thick, red smoke surrounded him, and his muscles bulged, some veins in them looking like they were about to pop as he got up.

He chucked his axe one more time and it flew at insane speed straight to where Kassandra ( FactionGuerrilla ) and Corvo ( StaidFoal ) were standing. In a flash, the axe would be bouncing between the two, spinning uncontrollably as it hit Kass, then Corvo, then Kass, then Corvo, until each of them were hit four times and the axe just fell to the ground. Of course, only the worthy could pick it back up.

In the meantime, Kratos would like to rage.

"RRRRRAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

His hands balled up into fists as he threw his head back and let out a roar, accompanied by what sounded like a thunderclap right on top of him as a sudden surge of energy surrounded him, knocking everyone close to him back.

The red magical energy continued to surround Kratos as he leapt toward Fuma, almost flying toward the entity with his fist reeled back, only to come crashing down upon her head and following it up with a flurry of rapid punches. Relentlessly. Pummeling.

As the Rage took hold of Kratos, his eyes were a pure white, and not a single attack anyone attempted seemed to even damage him for now, only mildly inconvenience the God (and take down his rage meter a little bit).

BarrenThin2 PolikShadowbliss quadraxis201 Laix_Lake FactionGuerrilla marc122 Celestial Speck StaidFoal CutieBoop @ KRATOS fight​

 

[QizPizza]

Chronology: Ultimate

GySgt Lazarus Huang

PHYSICAL CONDITION: Barely Drowsy
MENTAL CONDITION: Unsettled
LOCATION: Globnar Arena
COLOR: #E83427
(Link to CS)
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INFORMATION

INTERACTIONS: thatguyinthestore DerpyCarp @SantaBotFight
MENTIONS: Ellya Celestial Speck CutieBoop BarrenThin2 PolikShadowbliss TheElenaFisher FactionGuerrilla darkred Lazaro1505

POST

Before Lazarus knew it, a loud beeping sound rang through the arena. Lazarus turned to see that the Time Baby had finished its bottle of “Cosmic Sand”; the round was over… and Team One had won. He breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that he didn’t have to fight his allies any longer. Being part of the winning team was just a nice little added bonus. He looked to the plant girl that was a little too enthusiastic about fighting and gave her a smile, “You’re a good fighter… though I wouldn’t call a fight like that fun.”

However, the little “team deathmatch” wasn’t all that the Time Baby had in store for them. They also had to face off against two “undisputed champions” of the Globnar. The reward for not being returned to the Axiom and facing the champions instead? Something called a “Time Wish”. It unsettled Lazarus a little to hear the terms “any wish” and “no time paradoxes attached”. The first had obviously had unfathomable consequences, but it was the second that truly made Laz question this “Time Wish”. You can’t mess with time paradox free… at least, not in the way you think, and even if you could… it would hurt for Lazarus. He couldn’t know exactly how much it would hurt, but he wagered that it would feel like ripping out his heart and liver and then switching their places.

The Marine steeled himself for the fight ahead as Time Baby introduced the two champions. The first was a giant, vicious-looking robotic Santa Claus. While it certainly looked comical, Lazarus didn’t let down his guard; behind the most ridiculous of appearances could be the most dangerous of capabilities. The second combatant was a large, muscular man covered in red tattoos and minimal clothing. Even just looking at him, Lazarus got the impression of immense power and rage, and that’s without the piece of Chronos within him warning him of this godslayer. Between the two, this man was definitely the more dangerous opponent, though the Santa bot certainly couldn’t be a slouch either. One possessed strength and fury enough to shake a god and the other was more likely than not packing an entire arsenal within itself.

Before the fight even began, the godslayer called for his boy… and a young archer from their group responded, approaching the large man. This boy was apparently the son of the godslayer...but his refusal to fight against his allies only earned disappointment...again. That hit Lazarus in a way that he didn’t expect. It reminded him of his own parents, and how everything he did just didn’t seem to be enough… It was a memory he had thoroughly worked through emotionally, but the pain was still there.

When Lazarus saw the godslayer pick up his child and toss him, he wanted to catch the boy, but he was too far. Instead, the boy’s savior was the strangely colored oni. The demon was insanely fast, almost as fast as Hound, catching the boy one second and sending his fist into the face of the godslayer the next. From there, the nine tailed fox, the elderly Punisher, the green-haired gothic lolita witch, and Supergirl went ham on the man. They seemed to handle him well enough, so Lazarus left them to that, even though he had a slight urge to take part in the fight.

Instead, the Marine turned his focus onto the Santa Bot. His suspicions about it being loaded with an entire arsenal was correct. Aside from its mace, it had appropriately Christmas-themed ornament grenades, a laser M1 Thompson and two robotic reindeer at its command. The cowboy, along with the white haired lady and father were among the first to attack using guns and magic to fend off the bot, only to be pushed back by its weapons. The first signs of weakness came when a low resolution security guard and a purple man pulled out the dark matter weapons.

What was Lazarus doing in the meanwhile? Uselessly firing short, inaccurate bursts of gunfire from his Strauss II assault rifle and moving from position to position. It did next to nothing to the thick armor plating, but his goal wasn’t to inflict damage, it was to find any weak points. His endeavor wasn’t very successful after a full magazine of ammunition, so he shelved that for a different fight.

He proceeded to charge in from the Santa Bot’s blindside and attempted to leap onto its back, quickly using his chronomancy to freeze it in time for the next 10 seconds. That was quite the task; Lazarus was used to using his powers on human-sized people, but with such a massive target, 10 seconds was all he could manage. Though that little trick was tiring, he kept at his assault. He shifted until he had an angle on the robot’s face and drew his pistol, unloading it’s full 19 round magazine into its face. Even if it didn’t have a brain, destroy its eyes would certainly give the group the advantage, wouldn’t it?

 

[BoltBeam]

Agent 3

As the fights continued to rage on throughout the arena, they suddenly came to a grinding halt. The signal for such an event was a loud beeping noise, similar to the one that played every time the score changed. Except this one was much louder than the other, and lasted longer to boot. It was like the same kind that played at the end of a basketball game. As you all looked up, you found that the Time Baby had finished his bottle of purple, cosmic sand.

"IT. IS. FINISHED!!" Time Baby exclaimed as he proceeded to raise his arms high up into the air... and then another one of those floating robots approached him a few moments later to pat him on the back, resulting in a small belch. The crowd went wild at that (not the burping part), and as Time Baby looked back down on the group, he said, "TEAM ONE HAS WON!!"

"Alright, cool," Jason spoke as he stood back up and put his helmet back on. He walked over to where Time Baby was and looked up at him, his hands resting on his hips. "So like... can we go now, or--"

"SILENCE!!!" Time Baby shouted angrily, his voice shaking the entire arena once more. "YOU ALL STILL HAVE ONE MORE CHALLENGE TO FACE!"

"Are we divided up into teams this time?" Jason asked, only for Time Baby to shout again.

"I MAKE THE RULES AROUND HERE, MORTAL!" There was a short pause, and then, "BUT... NO. NO, YOU WILL NOT BE IN TEAMS FOR THIS CHALLENGE. YOU WILL, HOWEVER, GET THIS..."

"A fancy glass orb?" Micah asked from the side.

"I-I-It's a Time Wish!" Blendin shouted from up in the stands, his hands cupped over his mouth as he spoke. "It will grant you all any wish, free of charge! N-n-no time paradoxes attached!"

"Well that's... convenient." Jason said, only to turn his head and watch as the Guardians of the Galaxy, Korg, Thor, Valkyrie, and Team Star Fox were being ushered out of the room. Not that some of them even did much anyways. Korg still waved at you all as he left, though. Jason turned to look back up at Time Baby. "What's happening to them?"

"THEY ARE BEING RETURNED TO THEIR OWN TIMELINES."

"...right," Jason said, before continuing. "And why aren't we being returned?"

"BECAUSE YOU ALL COME FROM VASTLY DIFFERENT TIMELINES, AND OUR RESOURCES ARE--" Time Baby paused and slammed his fists down angrily. "I DO NOT NEED TO ANSWER TO YOU, MORTAL!"

With those few words spoken by the omnipotent infant, the entire arena began to shake once more. However, this time, it wasn't from Time Baby. No, this time it came from behind you all, from one of the nearby hallways. A large gate slowly opened up as the shaking got louder and more abundant. "FOR THIS NEXT CHALLENGE, YOU ALL SHALL FACE OFF AGAINST TWO OF OUR UNDISPUTED CHAMPIONS!" Time Baby said as he gestured towards the doorway. When he did so, a song began to play over the speakers...



A large, round shadow could be seen entering the room, growing larger and larger as whoever this champion was approached you all. After what seemed like an eternity of waiting, it finally had entered the arena.

"YOU HAVE ALL BEEN VERY NAUGHTY!!"

The giant evil robot Santa Claus stared down at you all with an angry expression. Like most other robots you'd encountered, it spoke in a menacingly deep voice with a cold, metallic undertone. In its hand, he swung a giant mace. He caught it in the other hand, as he stared you all down threatening, making it abundantly clear that you were all on the opposite of its nice list.

At this point, Jason only had one response to such a sight.

"what"

There was one more surprise for the contestants. Another large gate opened slowly. It revealed the form of a humanoid, tall and muscular. His skin was the color of ash. A large black beard. Red lines tattooed across his body. And eyes that held the fury of a God. His voice was gruff and deep, commanding.

"Boy... To my side."

In his right hand, he held a large, well-crafted axe, and as he slowly raised it up, the metalwork of it seemed to freeze over entirely. He took a few steps forward, slowly, controlled, and his steps carried a certain weight.

His expression was one of pure focus as he looked over the contestants and snarled, baring his teeth. He was here to fight. The God of War had come to show how he had earned his name.​

Alright, so the battle royale is over - fine and such, but... There's more? Two former champions had emerged, and though both of them visibly terrifying, were hopefully going to go simply... or so she hopes. Either way, it was show time - they just need to topple both of them! If they succeed, a free wish with no paradoxes or strings attached - but that's way too good, right? Agent 3 sighed and slapped herself to stop her thinking - enough of that, it's time to get in there! The Inkling nodded to herself and took this chance to leap in - and noticing her dropped weapon, had the right time and opportunity. She ran over to it and picked it up, before putting in her best effort to hastily fix it so it's ready for use - to which she succeeded. Now with a functioning weapon, she turned her eyes to her target of interest, the robotic Santa!

"I have... no idea what this thing is, but I think there's a way to break it..." She thought aloud, first throwing the Splat Bomb she already had prepared from a while ago - yet never threw. It rolled and scattered until it would end up below the robot if nothing would stop it and then explode into a puddle of ink right there after a while. In extension, while that was happening, Agent 3 would try to wrap around the robot if she could - try and find a blind spot or two that she could try and spread ink from her gun onto the robot's body from... Her plan is to scale the robot and then overflow it with ink, but she needs to climb it first - so she's trying to paint her path on the robot! Even if she couldn't find a blind spot, she would aim her shots at the robot's back and/or the back of the robot's legs before diving into the ink via squid form to hide and reload.
Character Information

Link to CS: Here!​

Hex Code: #61BD6D​

Status (physically): Fine​

Status (mentally/emotionally): Fine​

Powers: Inkling (species abilities and traits)​

Items: Hero Shot, Splat Bombs, Splashdown​

Skills/Abilities: Highly mobile, leadership skills​

Course of action: Robot Santa!​

RP Information

Location: Globnar Colosseum​

Interactions: thatguyinthestore​

Mentions: None​

Nearby/In Group: @NaughtyOrNice​

 

[StaidFoal]

B.J. Blazkowicz​

B.J. bit his lip, on the verge of running from the ornament bomb lobbed by the robot Santa. What stopped him was the bubble shield suddenly around them, which was immediately engulfed with explosions. The fire and smoke dissipated along with the shattered barrier like nothing happened. He looked at Geralt, giving a nod. "Thanks." As Santa ran off to combat the others, B.J. simply stood and observed while reloading the Sturmgewehr. Upon seeing how little the plain old bullets worked, B.J. holstered his guns for now, leaving his trusty LKW and an array of hatchets at his disposal.

Blazkowicz peered through the LKW's scope, trying to lay aim on the robot's neck, but its movements were too erratic. A thought came to mind, that it could work better if he used the Laser Cutter function instead, but he needed to be right on Santa's shoulder if he had to try it... Once the robot reindeers burst out into the air, B.J. grit his teeth. And here come his Panzerhunds. He turned back to Geralt once more. "You help that Vauaban guy with the Santa Zitadelle's deer. Looks like he's gonna need it."

Regardless of his reponse, B.J. gave an affirmatory nod as he darted off to the side, trying to get into the Santa Zitadelle's blindspot... which should have been easier, considering the perfect timing of Lazarus' assault on it. As Lazarus began unloading his clip, B.J. activated his Battle Walkers, sending him up just barely enough to climb onto the robot's shoulder. B.J. went over to the back of the Santa Zitadelle's head, firing a steady beam from the LKW that hopefully drilled through the metal plating and at very least expose some inner workings.

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[BarrenThin2]

Frank Castle

The Santa robot reeled from the shock of the arrows. Yellow tips were some kind of lightning arrow. How these things fired from a crossbow was beyond him, but Frank wasn't one to look a gift horse in the mouth. When Santa summoned two reindeer, he cursed under his breath. Things were just getting more chaotic, the odds stacked further against them. Their current opponent was down, for the moment, but didn't seem like he was going to stay there for very long. To his right, Frank heard a bellow.

Kratos was back on his feet. The old man turned his attention away from Santa for now, the bot was still focused on his primary group anyways. The ashen-skinned man was roaring and flying all over the place. Familiar, if backed by incredible strength and speed. He trained the crossbow on the Spartan with practiced eased. Pumped the reload. His movements were like clockwork. One shot. Click, click. Two shots. Click, click. It was pretty clear nothing he did would really hurt Kratos while the man was in this state, but it might give Fuma the room she needed to breathe. Frank wasn't stationary, either. He kept up a steady strafe as he moved, laying down as close to suppressive fire as he could manage with the relatively low rate of fire of the weapon, more relying on the force of each shot than the weapon's speed.

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[StaidFoal]

Corvo Attano​

The impact of the slam on the ground reverberated through his spine, striking every nerve cell in his body while knocking all air from his lungs. Yet, hand numbed and stinging, he Possessed the distant rat before another attack could be done in. He emerged from the rat in the next second, falling to his hands with a pained groan. It was as if he'd taken a dive from Dunwall Tower down to ground level. Hands still writhing, he reached for a vial of S&J Elixir. Though he couldn't get past the lid when Akari worked his magic. Within a few moments, Corvo's breathing returned to normal. "'Preciate it." And at the same time, it appeared Kratos was down for the count.

"By the Outsider... Where does someone get that kind of strength?" he asked to nobody in particular, stretching his neck around. When Kratos unleashed that daunting yell, Corvo reached for his pistol, inadvertently occupying his Marked hand, as he could not have expected the insanely fast boomerang axe that was Kratos' weapon. His hip took the brunt of the first impact, causing the Lord Protector to stagger, gritting his teeth to stifle any sound of pain. Afterward, he reacted in time to just barely shield himself from the other three hits with his Folding Sword. Once more, he pulled out the aforementioned S&J Elixir and chugged it, relieving the wound. He took another vial and tossed it to Kassandra in case she needed it.

Corvo took his crossbow, loading it with a Howling Bolt (essentially a flashbang confined in a crossbow bolt) while Kratos relentlessly pummeled Fuma. By now, it was perfectly clear why this person was a reigning champion. Running to the side of the two, he shot the bolt directly at Kratos, followed by a powerful Windblast angled so it would knock only Kratos back. Hopefully, this gave Fuma a chance to escape the onslaught of attacks.

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Jett

Location: Globnar
Interaction: Trying to Fight an Robot Santa
Interaction: Robot Santa Crew
Mention: FactionGuerrilla , darkred , StaidFoal , BarrenThin2

"Geralt of Rivia!" The large robot exclaimed as it turned to face The Witcher. "You have been VERY NAUGHTY this year!" He shouted in a deep, wretched tone of voice, as he proceeded to reach behind him and produce what looked like ornaments. He began to bring the top of the ornament up to the top of his teeth, only for The Witcher's Yrden to slow him down exponentially. This gave BJ the time he needed to get a shot off, but sadly, his bullets didn't do much other than dent the armor on his head slightly. By the time he was done shooting at his head, the circle had worn off, and Robot Santa was back in action! His first move was bringing his ornaments up to his teeth and biting down on the handles, which weren't handles at are, but rather - pins.

When the pins were pulled, Robot Santa chucked them down at Geralt and B.J.'s general direction, aiming for right in between them. If they didn't move out of the way in time, then the grenades would explode upon impact, more than likely injuring them in the process! Unfortunately for our fair gunslinger, though, he wouldn't find any notable weak points on the robot Santa, besides the inside of its mechanical mouth. However, judging by how small the gap was, it was hard to tell if you could get anything in there to begin with!

Couldn't hurt to try, though, right?

Regardless of what Arthur did, Aloy and Jak's attacks came next, with varying degrees of success. Aloy's shots from her Rattler did a bit more damage to the evil Santa than B.J. had done, though not much. The sleeves on his jolly red outfit had ripped a bit, and more identifiable dents were left in his arm. Jak's dark matter shot worked much better, however, and resulted in the robot temporarily stumbling back, dazed. It gripped its head and began to groan and mutter incoherent nonsense, clearly trying to regain its own composure.

Looks like now might be a good time to get some shots of your own in.

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Having still been down on his knees when Blake attacked, the Robot Santa Claus merely rose its arm in front of its chest when Blake fired her ice rounds towards it. However, Frank's electric bolts stunned him long enough for the shots to strike it and spread across its arm, freezing it, though the robot fixed that by merely smashing its arm against the ground once it recovered, shattering the ice. It was then that Blake sprinted forward and tried to attack it using her blades, at which point he attempted to swat her away. When this was revealed to the the fake, however, the robot would growl before looking over at the real Blake, who was shooting at him again. Because of the distraction, his arm was successfully frozen once more.

"Don't you know it's dangerous to play with ice!?" Robot Santa shouted as he stood back up and used his free arm to reach behind him, producing what looked like a large, black Tommy-Gun. Using it to smash the arm free once more, he then proceeded to grab it with both hands and open fire upon Blake, a barrage of lasers being shot her way! As he performed his assault upon the Faunus, Ciri came in with her own attack, attempting to blink behind him and attack his back. This made him stumble forward a bit, which subsequently caused him to turn around and face Ciri. Without much hestiation, he opened fire on Ciri with his laser gun, and would continue to do so even as she blinked back.

Also, during the fight, as a special request from some unknown Espeon in the audience, a song began to play over the speakers:



Anyways, Benrey's next few dark matter shots while the robot's back was turned caused it to freeze up for a short moment, though moments later, it turned back around and let out a deep, menacing growl. Then, suddenly, its arms extended outwards, and its hands wrapped around Benrey's body while he was still mid-air. "Naughty little boys don't get to play with toys!" The robot shouted, before plucking Benrey's weapon from his hand and attempting to smash it in his palm if Benrey didn't somehow get it back in time. Then, he threw Benrey down towards the ground with enough force to form a small crater underneath him!

What Robot Santa hadn't expected, though, was to be electrocuted moments later! This caused it to let out a scream and hold onto his head as electricity enveloped its body. Both of its arms went to either side of its head as it screamed, only for Vauban Prime to slam his hammer down on top of it not too long after! The robot screamed even louder at that as a sizable dent was made at the top of its metallic cranium, and in the midst of this madness, it suddenly called out,

"COME THRASHER, COME SMASHER!"

Suddenly, from the same entrance that Robot Santa had come through, two equally menacing looking robot reindeer flew out. They both charged towards Vauaban Prime at incredible speeds, before ramming into the Warfame frome both front and back with their antlers! They did this in hops of crushing... whatever it had in place of internal organs and bones, before dropping him down to the ground.

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As when Time Baby tells everyone inside of the arena to fight his strongest champions which are a Santa Robot and possibly think that this is actually Aterus' father in order to have an so called Time Wish, Jett would try to be sneaky by Updraft towards the top of a Robot Santa's head in order to have it distracted so she is now using her Cloudburst onto Robot Santa's eyes and Updraft to the ground right before she tries to shoot the legs off with her Phantom rifle since she had her Vandal and Ghost are very usable for important missions and very insane battles going on inside of her mind. She tries to shoot the reindeer's antlers off just to save Vaubian and has thoughts about this situation going on with her mind saying about either making it as an story on quite possibly insane memory in her entire life, Jett had been with the group in like a while ago and was now this hype ever since she finally saved her entire team from surrender by accidentally mastering her Blade Storm for the first time in her arsenal after she struggled with it so many times but she never gave up on her Blade Storm and trusting her knives at the same time. And tries to tell everyone that are fighting with the Robot Santa "So, how we will handle this really big I mean really big of a Santa robot???"

She then waits for everyone that fighting the robot Santa to respond in order to find it's weakness either by shooting it non stop until there is no more ammo or getting jammed out.​