Fandom Super Smash Brothers: The Ten Pillars

[A Hazy Sort of Clarity]

• Tetra
• Agent 8

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  Tetra/Toon Zelda
  The Captain of the Great Sea
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  Tetra watched as the two fighters in front of her locked eyes in a silent battle of wills, it seemed. And for a moment, it looked like Samus had won as Dark Pit struck his bow into the ground beneath them with a shadow of a grin on his face.
  
  But that, of course, all came to an end when Samus got a faceful of dirt! Tetra let out a surprised (and perhaps untimely) laugh when the bounty huntress spluttered and spat out some dirt as the angel flew away.
  
  Nevertheless, even though that obvious display of rebellion clearly proved, at least to the pirate, that Dark Pit didn't want to stick around, the others seemed keen on catching up to him. As Sheik asked what their next move was and Samus began dictating orders to the group, Tetra felt a sense of irritation. Why did they have to follow her orders? And was nobody even going to answer her questions before she got dragged into all this mess?
  
  Folding her arms tightly across her chest at the notion of having to travel all the way to the lake to get help and perhaps even have to return all the way back and then some to aid in the Dark Pit chase, the pirate declared, "Uh, no. I'm not going anywhere, you can't make me! What's so great about that guy that we need to go and worry about him, anyway? You guys offered your help, and he clearly doesn't want it, so why waste more of your time by running after him like this?" she planted her feet firmly onto the ground.
  
  Tetra didn't care if she was being a stubborn inconvenience: In her eyes, Dark Pit was being the inconvenience to everyone else here, and she was not about to get sucked up into it!
  
  Tags: Forevermore GrumpySwallow SirPrompto15
  Location: Forest By the Shore
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  Agent 8
  The Rogue Octoling Soldier
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  As Agent 8 tried to make sense of everything, he heard a tearful voice right next to him accompanied by a warm hand on his shoulder. Agent 3, who was smiling but still clearly sobbing. Eight looked back at his fellow agent and gave her a small, reassuring smile. He felt his throat burn and eyes sting for a moment, and he looked away, not willing to let his emotions rise that easily. Ren was okay...everything was okay, for now at least...
  
  The octoling looked up as he heard footsteps approach him and Three. Eight couldn't help but chuckle as Ren pat Three's head in a consoling way. They were such good friends, and seeing that they cared so much about each other warmed his heart.
  
  Agent 8, leaning in to support his fellow agent's weight, who still seemed shaken up by the whole ordeal, walked himself and Three over toward where Ann and Joker had sat down. As the thief filled the group in on what he had discovered during his rendezvous, Agent 8 nodded in agreement to what Ann had responded with in terms of helping him. If everyone was so loyal and trusting of him, then Eight saw no reason to not put his faith in him as well. After all, he had promised Agent 3 that he would help her and her friends every step of the way now that he was here in this strange, new world. And it seemed that Noctis and Prompto were also keen on lending a hand.
  
  However, all of the following words that came from Ren's lips only confused him. A million questions bubbled forth into his mind, but as per usual, he kept them to himself until they answered themselves. All he could understand was that this Lunaris, whoever he was, was the one currently causing pandemonium and posed as a huge threat to the rest of them. They needed to find these Pillars of Creation and Destruction as well as allies that were scattered far and wide...the agent's head swam. This seemed like a monumental task.
  
  As Eight turned his attention onto Nurse Joy instead, some of his questions were answered. These Pillars were necessary for them to be able to defeat Lunaris and acted as a safeguard against the greatest sorts of threats one could pose. And this Wandering Quill person, she had laid out a guide for them in the form of a poem. Now that this information had been relinquished, the perilous task no longer seemed impossible. Difficult, yes, but not impossible...
  
  Tags: Ploegy SheepKing SirPrompto15 GrumpySwallow Kaiju Cat
  Location: The Plains
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[Kameron Esters-]

The Darknut, towering and steadfast, watched Cyan's preparations with a silent, imposing scrutiny. His armor, a dark, metallic fortress unto itself, shimmered with an almost malevolent anticipation under the sunlight. The heavy sword he wielded seemed like an extension of his will, a testament to the Darknut's martial prowess and an ominous promise of the challenge Cyan faced.

As Cyan stepped forward, the Darknut shifted his stance, the ground beneath his feet seeming to bear the weight of his resolve. With a swift, fluid motion, he raised his sword, the metal catching the light, a silent herald of the impending clash.

"Very well," the Darknut's voice boomed, deep and resonant, betraying no hint of doubt. "Step forward, old warrior. I will make your humbling a swift one."

The air tensed as if the very atmosphere anticipated the collision of forces. Peregrine watched from the sidelines, his expression unreadable, yet an undeniable spark of respect gleamed in his eyes for Cyan's bravery and the Darknut's unyielding spirit.

With the world around them narrowing to the bridge they stood on, the imminent duel seemed not just a battle of strength, but of honor, of the unwritten codes that warriors from vastly different realms adhered to. The Darknut Legionnaire, a symbol of an indomitable force, and Cyan, the embodiment of a warrior's unbreakable will, prepared to let their swords speak the truths that words could not convey.

Without warning, the Darknut swiftly brings its sword down in an overhead strike to Cyan's, aiming to cleave him in half in one motion.
Kaiju Cat

 

[GrumpySwallow]

Pit
Location: Shiny Sand Shores
Interactions: Pyra ( Ploegy )

A relieved and very confident Pit left the Town Hall, the bouquet of flowers in his hand. Despite the chaos that had taken place within the building, the bouquet survived with only a few lost leaves and petals. Pit wanted to bring smiles to Pyra and Mythra's faces, and when it comes to bringing a smile to a maiden's face, flowers never fail! Pit should know: he often brought flowers to Lady Palutena!

Within a tailor shop, Pit stood before a tall mirror, admiring his form as a couple of Waddle Dees graciously washed and repaired his exomis. Lacking a hot spring, Pit had cleaned himself up as best he could with a bowl of water and a bar of soap. There is a decorum to giving flowers to a maiden, and he certainly cannot give Pyra and Mythra a bouquet while he was stained head to toe in the grime of battle and Jigglypuff's marker drawings! Besides, the Angel's Code of Conduct decreed that an angel's uniform must always be on point! As the Captain of Lady Palutena's Royal Guard, if Pit looked bad, then his army looked bad, which meant Lady Palutena looked bad! And Pit could not have that!

Once dressed in his exomis, Pit flexed a bicep and flashed a Dashing Debonair Smile at his reflection. He then pointed finger-guns at the mirror. "Aw yeah! Who's the brave, handsome hero?!"

The Waddle Dee tailors clapped their stubby little hands in glee. Pit beamed at them. "Thanks, Waddle Dee!"

After leaving the tailor shop, Pit walked down the sandy cobblestone road toward the inn where he could find the Aegis, according to the locals. The angel felt himself becoming timid as he got closer to the building. Giving flowers to Lady Palutena was easy for him as they were very close and it was something he did often; this is different! Pit clenched a fist and adopted a determined look as he tried to reassure himself. "C'mon, Pitto! It's not that hard! Pyra and Mythra will love this! Though, maybe it would be a good idea to practice a few lines so I don't sound stupid. ...I'm talking to myself again."

Pit cleared his throat, shook himself and fluffed up and flattened his feathers, then stood straight. He looked every inch the angelic captain! He held out the bouquet as though the Aegis was right before him. "Pyra, Mythra, you've done so much for me and T'ink, and I want to thank you. Please, take these flowers as a--"

Pit was cut off by a squeal. He looked down and saw a Waddle Doo, its single eye wide and sparkling with delight as it beheld the bouquet of flowers. It then looked at Pit, turned a bright pink, and little hearts floated from it.

"Uh-oh!"

Pit leaped over the Waddle Doo and made a dash for the inn. The lovestruck Waddle Doo was in pursuit! Thankfully, Pit was much faster, and Waddle Dees and Doos were not known for their grace or agility. Reaching the inn, Pit went inside and shut the door. Hopefully he was fast enough to lose the Waddle Doo! Pit felt like a massive jerk for fleeing like that, but the situation was just so awkward that he didn't know what else to do!

Upon catching his breath, Pit finally spotted Pyra in the lobby. Oh no! Did she see all that?! Completely frazzled, Pit held the bouquet of flowers out to the woman.

"P-Pyra! I wanted, uh, I wanted to thank you! And flowers! Uh, here!"

So much for decorum!

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Pikachu
Location: A forest to the west of the Lake Shore
Interactions: Samus Aran & Sheik ( Forevermore ), Tetra ( A Hazy Sort of Clarity ), Cream & Cheese ( SirPrompto15 )

"Pikachu!"

With no hesitation, Pikachu took off alongside Samus Aran. The look on the huntress's face made it very clear that she was not going to tolerate any disagreement or disobedience: if Dark Pit wasn't in trouble before, he certainly was now!

Dark Pit never did like hanging around groups of people for long, and when he did not want to be found, it was nearly impossible to find him. Pikachu, being merely a Pokemon, did not understand the workings of Samus's suit, but she did know that she can use her helmet to gain information of the world around her. That may help greatly in finding Dark Pit, but how will they catch him? Pikachu, unfortunately, was not one of the special types of Pikachu that can learn the HM move, Fly.

Fortunately for the pursuers, the "Power of Flight" that was bestowed upon both Pits whenever they visited the Smash Realm was more of a super jump than flight. True flight can only be granted to the two angels through Palutena or another deity. If Dark Pit had the true Power of Flight, he would have been able to cover a great amount of distance in the brief five minutes the power was active, and catching him would have been a futile effort. Though, Dark Pit certainly made good use of the very short window of time he had after throwing dirt in Samus's face. As Pikachu ran, she saw Cream and Cheese in the sky above, but there was no trace of Dark Pit anywhere. There were just so many clouds in the sky!

But if Samus can keep up with the winged space menace, Ridley, then surely she can find a way to get to Dark Pit!

"Chachu!" Pikachu called out to Samus, "Pikapikachu?"

What was the plan? Whatever it was, Pikachu was certain that it was a good one and will work! She will do her best to help, whatever it was that Samus needed her to do!

 

[SheepKing]

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The walk continued on, Isabelle alone with her thoughts as Roxas took the lead. They were firmly within the Mushroom Platforms area now, various red, blue, and yellow fungi sprouting up from the ground as if trees. And, although not quite in her line of sight yet, she knew that just some feet before them would be the giant canyon that’d mark their halfway point, it too sprouting ginormous mushrooms from it’s depths. If it were any other situation the sight would have brought Isabelle a bit of nostalgia, perhaps even place her in the mood for go-karts. But no, the little secretary’s mind was occupied with far different matters. Namely, the blonde boy who stood in front of her, a walking set of questions that Isabelle couldn’t help but ruminate on at least a little.

Such curiosity however wasn’t strong enough to overwhelm her desire to diminish any possible tension or awkwardness between the two. She didn’t want to accidentally push the wrong button or say the wrong thing. Not to mention, she’d gotten distracted before she’d even had the chance to answer Roxas’ own question to begin with regarding her relationships to Sora and Sephiroth. Well, eventually she’d most likely get a second chance to explain herself, maybe then she could finally pose a few inquiries of her own. Until then, she’d just have to focus of their main goal instead. So, she continued to follow behind, not a peep from her save for the bell in her hair that gently rang with each and every step.

Except it too came to a end as she noticed Roxas come to a sudden halt, his body tense as he seemed to glare at whatever was in front of them. Immediately, Isabelle rushed to catch up with him, ready to ask what he’d seen, only for her mouth to be left agape the moment her eyes fell upon said sight. Two young men garbed in black, one with long black hair and the other-

“Sephiroth’s here!?” Isabelle squeaked out.


She’d hoped that when he’d teleported away from the base, it’d been to somewhere far off where she and Roxas wouldn’t see him again. Yet, like walking onto a pitfall seed, they’d blindly stumbled right towards him. The only thing that saved them was that the man hadn’t noticed them yet, but she doubted that’d last for long. They needed to do something, and fast. Yet, Roxas’ attention seemed to remain concerningly fixated on the one winged angel’s presence, keyblade gripped in his hands. Isabelle hurriedly tugged on the sleeve of Roxas’ baggy pants, calling to him in a strained whisper

“Roxas, I really, really think we should hide, you’re very strong but I don’t think either of us could take him on in the state we’re in. Maybe if we try to sneak away he won’t notice….us….”

Isabelle’s tail found itself nestled between her legs as she quaked with fear. A large sephiroth shaped shadow loomed over the two of them, and Isabelle knew it was too late.

Sheer dread oozed from her as her eyes crawled up the black boots, leather pants, silver pauldron, until they finally reached the man’s radioactively teal eyes. Yet, rather than meet her own, they were angled right down at Roxas, Sephiroth’s icy voice sending a chill down her spine. Caught amid her own fear and memories of the clone Sephiroth’s prior actions, Isabelle barely registered the contents of his words, only starting to focus when he passed a glance towards her. And what he next said would throw her through quite the loop

He…was going to let them run away? That, this wasn’t a trick, was it? She almost couldn’t believe it when he remained standing there, arms crossed and sword undrawn. Sephiroth was waiting to see if they’d take him up on his offer. And, maybe she was a fool for believing him, but before Roxas could so much as provide an answer, Isabelle made sure she was the first to respond.

“W-we’ll leave you be. Thank you, M-mister Sephiroth!”

Unnecessaryly added title aside, yes! Now let her just guide Roxas away from the scary man and-

“But ah-“

She hadn’t meant to say anything, but now she couldn’t just say nothing, could she!? Shoot, maybe she could improvise-

“Y-you were also invited to the reunion, right?”

A shaking paw struggled to pull out a crisp white invitation from her pockets as Isabelle mentally screamed at herself to stop. Yet, there was a teeny tiny part of her that saw something in the situation. Just moments ago this man nearly killed her and thousands of others, but maybe, just maybe she could draw on what little comradery could be built from being fellow fighters?

“…Do you know if any of the others made it there? Or…have you come across anyone else in general?”

Finally, Isabelle realized there was no saving this train wreck of a situation and so, she opted for an immediate retreat.

“A-ah! Actually It’s fine, I’m so sorry for asking! ItwasniceseeingyoubutmeandRoxaswillbeonourway-“

As she babbled, Isabelle hopped up to reach Roxas’ hand and quickly began to speed walk, using all the strength from her little body to try and drag him away with her. Although considering said strength, the boy would certainly have no problem stopping her if he really wanted to.

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Interactions: Ploegy (Roxas) Kaiju Cat (Sephiroth)
Mentioned: Kameron Esters-
Location: Mushroom Platforms

 

[Kameron Esters-]

Captain Falcon observed the scene before them, taking in the eerie atmosphere of the Sorrowfen with a thoughtful expression. As Hayden returned, slightly out of breath but determined, he nodded in acknowledgment of their effort.

"Good work, Not Olimar," Captain Falcon said, his voice carrying a tone of encouragement. "Your dedication to being prepared is commendable! Like the real Olimar! Man, I miss him. He's a real cool guy, that Olimar!"

He glanced at Shadow and Mog, a faint smirk playing at the corners of his lips. "And Shadow, I have to admit, that ribbon does add a certain... flair to your ensemble. You can't have too much red, am I right?"

Turning his gaze back to the looming darkness of the Sorrowfen, Captain Falcon's expression grew more serious. "But if we all got what we need. Let's move out, Super Smash Brothers! Whatever lies ahead in that swamp, we'll face it together! Follow meeeee!"
GrumpySwallow Ploegy Darklord95 SirPrompto15

 

[Forevermore]

• Daisy
• Lucas

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  𝒟𝒶𝒾𝓈𝓎
  ❀ The Blossom of Sarasaland ❀
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  Location: [SUBSPACE] Northwestern Coastline
  Interactions: K. Lumsy, Cranky Kong, Toon Link, Mewtwo
  Tags: GrumpySwallow PolikShadowbliss
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  Daisy smiled up at the gigantic kremling as he giggled. He may have been oversized, but he seemed friendly enough!
  But soon enough, K. Lumsy had begon to hop around in glee, sending his immediate surroundings into an uproar! The poor princess, who had been standing right next to him, was immediately knocked off her feet with a yelp.
  
  When the earthquake stopped, Princess Daisy slowly staggered onto her feet, feeling slightly dizzy. "Woah...hey, don't sweat it..." Daisy mumbled as she got her head on straight, smoothing out her yellow skirt and picking up her parasol and crown from the ground.
  
  She looked inside the cabin doorway, and aside from the mess caused from K. Lumsy's bouncing, the only thing that caught her attention was the little cluster of individuals, that being Toon Link, Mewtwo, and Cranky Kong too, who was forcing some sort of concoction down Toon Link's throat while simultaneously scolding Mewtwo. At least she had found other Smash Brothers to stick around with, she thought as she put her parasol away and entered the cabin.
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  𝙻𝚞𝚌𝚊𝚜
  ☀ The Boy From Nowhere ☀
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  Location: Mountain Falls
  Interactions: Min Min, Shulk
  Tags: Ploegy A Hazy Sort of Clarity
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  Lucas listened patiently to Shulk's words. He explained that his visions were purely of the future and could be altered. Although this was consoling in a slight way, Lucas was still very worried, and not even the hopeful words of the Ramen Bomber were enough to change it.
  
  Aside from Smash Brothers, the only time he could remember being in such peril was back in his home of Tazmily...having to go and stop Porky and his Pig Mask Army...having to set off with nothing but his loyal dog, Boney, by his side...having to travel near and far...just to end up in New Pork City and fight his own brother and...no, Lucas, it's not the time to think about that...
  But how could he not? The Smash Brothers were like his family, now that his original one had been torn to shreds thanks to things outside of his control. He had made such close friends and so many people cared about him, and to think that once again, their lives were at stake. Sure, like Min Min had said, the Smash Brothers had never failed yet, but what if this time they did? What if this time they couldn't fight their way to salvation...
  
  The psychic boy took a breath to steady himself as he listened to the older ones talk. Shulk had mentioned how the person causing havoc right now, according to his vision, wasn’t a bad guy like you would expect them to be.
  "Well, what do we do now?" Lucas asked quietly. His first thought would have been to immediately try to go to the Stadium, but who knows how long it would take them to get there. The three of them were abandoned in the middle of nowhere, and things seemed much too bleak for his liking...
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[Ploegy]

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Location: Shiny Sand Shores | Interactions: GrumpySwallow
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Pyra's gaze remained on the outside world as she patiently waited for the innkeepers to return. It wasn't long before one came scampering in with a tray in hand. Watch them set it down on the table in front of her, she smiled and dipped her head politely at their kindness.

"Thank you," she said politely as she happily took it and watched as they waddled off to leave her alone. She was glad they were being respectful of her space. Maybe they could tell she wasn't exactly in an overly friendly mood right now, despite how nice she was acting. That probably wasn't it, but nevertheless she was glad to have her own alone time even if in a way it was making her feel worse about the whole scenario she found herself in.

Pushing it to the back of her mind for the time being, she brought the cup of tea up to her lips and let its warmth smoothly run across her lips. It was a soothing and calmed her to some degree, though her mind was still full of unnecessary negativity. Her body at least was less tense and her shoulders rolled back as she took another sip.

As she quietly enjoyed her drink, Pyra watched as the scene outside seemed to change. The Waddle Dees she had been observing before had long disappeared from sight and from up the road came a familiar. She blinked in surprise as the angel sprinted towards the inn, clearly in a rush for whatever reason. Looking around, she couldn't tell what exactly had him worked up, but she supposed it was none of her business. It wasn't as if she needed to know every little thing he did.

Deciding not to let her eyes linger for long, she picked up a magazine that laid nearby. It was a vacation brochure for the town they found themselves in. Maybe if they were here under different circumstances, some of things would have been fun. Swimming with dolphins... Sandcastle building contests... Torchlight festivals on the beach... They all sounded like fun, but fun wasn't something they had time for or something Pyra herself was even accustomed to.

In her moments distraction, the aegis hadn't noticed Pit had come inside until he was directly in front of her with flowers stuck out to her. Clear confusion crossed her soft features and her head tilted to accompany it.

"Thank me...?" she echoed back as the thoughts seemed to quickly rush back to her and remind her that she wasn't deserving of any kind of praise. She smiled weakly at the gesture and hesitantly took the flowers to avoid seeming rude. "I don't think you have anything to thank me for... I really haven't done anything to deserve any kind of praise..."

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Location: Jungle | Tagged: Kameron Esters- SirPrompto15
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Yoshi frowned at the Deku Witch's words, finding no comfort in them at all. He didn't understand her words much to begin with Such concepts went far over his head though he didn't protest as she finished and disappeared into her hut without another word. Well so much for getting much more guidance.

Turning his attention back to his companions, he quietly watched as they put their own ribbons on, some with protest, some without. He decided not to push too much into the complaints, figuring it would get them nowhere. Besides, Falcon had already said something to Shadow which was along the same lines of what he might have mentioned himself. Repeating the same sentiment would only rub the hedgehog in the wrong way. It was best to avoid making him grumpier before they went into a dangerous area.

When Falcon finally took the reins of leadership of their current situation, Yoshi bobbed his head slowly to his words. As much as he felt unprepared for the situation ahead, they had to push on. His feelings on the matter didn't really had a place in the situation. He simply nodded his head and trotted forward with a small semblance of a smile on his face before allowing some words of encouragement to finally come out as he threw a fist in the air:

"We do this! No one stand in way! Yoshi know it!"

 

[Ploegy]

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Location: Mushroom Platforms | Interactions: SheepKing Kaiju Cat
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As much as Roxas wanted to listen to Isabelle's pleas, he found himself glued in place, his feet firmly holding his ground as he stared at the silver-haired man up ahead. The instant he felt Sephiroth's gaze lock onto him, his body tensed up even more and his fingers curled tighter around Oathkeeper's hilt. A crashing wave of emotions bubbled up inside his chest, daring to make their presence known though his face remained as sour as before. He couldn't waver now not when danger so clearly presented itself. The words that dared to escape the one-winged angel's lips helped in that regard. He knew there was truth behind them, yet to have it spit in his face irritated him beyond belief. Whatever fear had lingered was silenced quickly by an insatiable anger that caused his arm to tremble and his eyes to narrow.

Nasty words of retaliation wanted to slip from between his lips, but upon seeing Isabelle's demeanor, Roxas was smart enough to hold back despite how difficult it was. Usually such things wouldn't hold him back, but in this particular case he had to think of the consequences. This didn't only involve him after all. As much as it hurt his pride, he knew the safety of his companion was far more important than whatever beef Sephiroth had with him.

Before he could dare to speak, Isabelle beat him to the punch. Averting his eyes down to the canine at his side, he cocked his head as she held up an odd looking invitation and asked Sephiroth if he too had received one. Did she really think they had time for such pleasantries? Would someone like him even bother giving an answer that would satisfy her? Roxas had his doubts even if he was a mere outsider on the whole situation. Luckily she too seemed to give up before even receiving a reply and as quickly as she had sputtered out her goodbye, she grabbed his hand.

Taken off guard, the Nobody stumbled after her, taking a few steps to properly find his footing. Even as they moved away though, he could feel the one-winged angel's icy stare on his back sending shivers down his spine. He was only toying with them. Roxas could tell that much. This was no escape for him and Isabelle. This was a game of hunter and prey, and unfortunately for them, they were the prey.

The thought troubled him and he figured they didn't have much time before Sephiroth would decide he had given them enough of a head start. He needed a plan and fast, but his mind was already running a mile a minute trying to find an optimal solution. In that moment his troubles made themselves evident on his features. The anger slowly fading as panic rose. Quickly, blue orbs moved to look at the canine once again and without a second thought he pulled his hand away from hers and extended Oathkeeper out to her.

"Take this. It'll keep you safe," he ordered, forcing the weapon into her paw before she could object to it. It had been some time since he had willingly handed his keyblade off to another, but he felt the situation called for it. If it could help her reach safety then he was more than happy to will it to her temporarily even if it meant he was severely underpowered. "I have a feeling he's not going to give us much time to escape so I suggest we briefly split up. He can't catch us both if we aren't together. I suggest you go off ahead... run as fast as you can and don't look back. If you can reach that city, that's what matters. Maybe then you can get help."

Once he finished speaking, Oblivion finally manifested in his hand, making it clear the he planned to act as a diversion. If he had to fight then he would. Was it crazy? Yes and Roxas was well aware of it, but what choice did he have? He had always been faced with such complicated choices, yet he had faced them head on each time. He still planned to avoid direct combat if possible. Hopefully his surroundings could aid in that regard. The mushroom platforms certainly offered a different playing field and could allow for trickery when combined with his magics and flight. He would figure it all out when he had to though.

"Now go!" he demanded as he gave Isabelle a light push on the back to quicken her pace and get her moving. He would follow her though his pace was purposely slower, knowing he needed to let her cover ground and pick a direction before he committed to one of his own. It also gave him the chance to intercept any attack from behind, buying the secretary as much time as possible to slip away.

 

[GrumpySwallow]

Pit
Location: Shiny Sand Shores
Interactions: Pyra/Mythra ( Ploegy )

Pyra's words snapped Pit out of his frazzled state. He stared at her in disbelief. "I have nothing to thank you for? You haven't done anything deserving of praise?" Pit's features then became serious and he put both hands on the table, eyes staring straight into Pyra's. He was indignant, indignant on the Aegis's behalf, and he spoke with complete earnestness.

"What are you talking about, Pyra?! If it wasn't for you and Mythra, we would not be here, right now! When Mythra could not carry on in the Ghost Ship, you had to be strong for the both of you! It is because of you, and Mythra, and T'ink, that I wasn't lost to the Ghost Ship forever! It was you who struck first against Krook, and it was Mythra who held the line! And who was it that melted the wall in Fawful's lair so we can escape? You! If you hadn't done that, Mythra could not have called her mecha (which is the most awesome thing I've ever seen, by the way!) to pick us up! You really believe all of that is nothing worthy of praise or thanks? We'd be finished if it weren't for you! I'm sure Mythra will agree that she would not have been able to get this far without you!"

Pit then smiled at Pyra. His eyes were like a crystal lake glittering with morning sunlight, full of affection, and maybe a bit of heartache. He knew what the problem was; he was reminded of Lady Palutena whenever she doubted herself as a goddess and lamented her inability to give humans eternal happiness and prosperity. It always hurt him to see his cherished Lady in such a state, and it broke his heart to see Pyra doubt herself in a similar manner.

"This is about the battle earlier, huh?" Pit asked, his tone much gentler. "Pyra, it's okay to need help once in a while. Not even the gods can do everything perfectly! Can you imagine how much trouble Lady Palutena would be in if I wasn't there to help her? And if it isn't for Lady Palutena's guidance, I'd be finished! A lot! You're strong, and kind, and selfless, and smart... you're everything that is beautiful and good! Today doesn't change that at all!" By this time, Pit was beaming. "So, buck up and carry on, soldier! And take my thanks, because I'm gonna give it to you whether you want it or not! So... Thanks, Pyra!"

Soft sobbing drew the angel's attention to a corner in the hotel lobby. Huddled there was the Adoring Fan Waddle Dee, its little hands clapped to its face as it wept broken-heartedly. It was so upset that it didn't even notice the two Super Smash Brothers. Resting on the wooden floor before it was a singed scrap of paper that was all that remained of the wanted poster Pyra had autographed earlier.

Pit softened with compassion for the Waddle Dee. "Aww, poor little guy! What's made him so upset?"

 

[SirPrompto15]

Noctis and Prompto
Location: Plains
Interactions: Ploegy GrumpySwallow Kaiju Cat

Noctis and his best friend listened to Nurse Joy's explaination. So basically they had to find the pillars of creation and destruction."So basically,we have to find them before this Lunaris guy does?" Prompto asked.

"Speaking of which,what could happen if Lunaris gets his hands on the Pillars?" Noctis asked.
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Shadow snd Mog
Interactions: Kameron Esters- Ploegy Darklord95
Shadow rolled his eyes as he heard Csptain Falcon's complement. "Sees he thinks it looks good on you Kupo!" Mog said cheerfully. Both Shadow and Mog looked toward Falcon as he leads the way and encourages his allies to follow. " The sooner we find what we're looking for,the better." Shadoe mutters as he followed.
Mog followed after Yoshi as the green dino was optimistic about the situation.
"You said it Friend Yoshi! We can do this Kupo!!!" Mog replied cheerfully as he flew after his allies.

 

[Ploegy]

Ｐｙｒａ / Ｍｙｔｈｒａ
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Location: Shiny Sand Shores | Interactions: GrumpySwallow
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Pyra looked away as Pit spoke and directed her gaze down at the cup in front of her as she laid the flowers down on the table. This wasn't a thanks for the previous fight. She had been to hung up on it to even realize it before the angel began his speech. Such words still weren't easy for her to take in, even if she knew her own doubts were meaningless. Old habits died hard she supposed. All of Mythra's own doubts and insecurities rubbed off on her even now. Usually she was far better at hiding them than this. It was how she was supposed to act. She was supposed to be the one who showed no imperfections and not suffer to her other half's insecurities. Mythra had intended for as much when she created her. Even perfect had its flaws though. She wasn't immune to the world's cruelties. She was like everyone else.

Letting a sigh slip between her lips, Pyra brushed a few stray strands of hair from her face and she tilted her head up once again to look towards Pit with a gentle smile upon her lips. She stayed silent awhile longer, letting her thoughts settle in her mind. There was a lot to unpack and she didn't know where to begin. As the angel spoke of his relationship with Palutena, she could understand such a bond. Pyra herself wasn't exactly a strong individual. She was often made stronger by those around her. Much of her power was cut off by Mythra to keep her strength in check and force her to rely on others more. She wasn't the all powerful being that people assumed her to be. She understood the sentiment of needing others far too well, but that wasn't where her conflictions with the idea came from. It was all Mythra.

As much as the aegis wished her other half could hear the words coming from Pit, she knew it was pointless. Mythra had shut herself off with no signs of return in sight. Pyra figured it would take a strong urge or sense of desperation to pull her from the slumber she had forced upon herself. Maybe that was for the best, though she would keep such a thing to herself. She doubted the news would do much good, though she knew she couldn't hide it forever either. Pushing the thought aside, she would figure out how to address the issue later. For now she needed to focus on the subject at hand.

"Maybe I should be the one thanking you," she finally stated as she briefly swirled the tea in her cup around before bringing it up to her lips to take a sip. "I can't speak on behalf of Mythra, but I'm sure she would appreciate the sentiment as well."

Before she could continue on and speak of her own feelings, Pyra's own thoughts were halted as the soft cries echoed out in the lobby of the inn. As much as she wanted to bring up how she had felt, she couldn't allow herself to ignore the poor Waddle Dee in distress. Quietly, she set her cup back down and rose to her feet without another word. Stepping past Pit, she moved to the adoring fan before crouching at his side with a sweet expression upon her face.

"Hey now, there's no need to cry. You should be rejoicing with the others," she hummed, her face radiating a kindness that hadn't been there moments ago. Glancing towards the burned wanted poster in his hand, she recognized it and noticed much of her own signature had been burned away. Was that the reason he was upset? If that was all, then it would be an easy fix. "Ah, I see. Your poster got burned in the attack, huh? Maybe we could find something better for you and have it signed. How does that sound?"

 

[Shroomie]

Lana
The White Sorceress

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To be forgotten to time, observant in shadows and dust, only to rise just to fight yourself, before returning to obscurity...

Lana, the new Guardian of Time, or at least, what remained of the original one, knew all too well that she was destined to be hidden from the world. More than that, it was her job. Required, even. The fragmented maiden knew all too well what the consequences could be if she showed her face to the outside world, to those who saw her purity and power and sought to claim it as their own. It had happened once before, and she wouldn't let it happen again.

She donned her robes and hid in her temple, hidden in the thickest labyrinth of forest and fog, peering into her crystal ball as she observed the wherabouts of the Triforce (minus the Triforce of Power, which she kept safe and sound in her temple). The Triforce of Wisdom and the wise princess that carried it. And the loyal knight who held the Triforce of Courage...the knight who's bravery was unrivaled in the maiden's eyes....
How she regretted saying goodbye to the Hyrulean Forces and closing herself off from everyone once the War Across the Ages had come to its end! But it was what had to be done.

However, the life that the guardian had assumed would soon be changed....

One day, Lana had been flicking idly through her Tome, looking at the same old pages. In the book had been inscribed ancient spells used by the gods, and although the sorceress knew the book cover to cover, she still liked to examine it from time to time. Sometimes she'd find something new just waiting to be discovered within.
And did she find something new within the covers, all right!
Holding up what seemed to be a crisp white letter sealed with red wax, she examined it closely. How did this get in here? The deity broke the seal and read the letter, her curiosity piqued. As she read the letter, Lana's eyes flew wide with shock.
How had someone discovered where she resided? More importantly, what was this Smash Brothers, and why had she been invited? Scanning the letter again and again for more information. It seemed like this was a society of fighters, and she had been selected to join their ranks.

Sighing softly through her nose, a small smile appeared on the maiden's lips. While she was flattered that she had been recognized as such a worthy heroine that she had been chosen to join this league of warriors, she supposed that she must decline. After all, what would happen if she were not at her temple to perform her duties as the Guardian of Time? What if someone tried to take the Triforce of Power in her absence? It was for the greater good.

Snapping her fingers, she summoned her Gate so she could travel to this land and politely tell them thank you, but she'd have to decline their offer. As her Gate of Time glowed azure, she grabbed the invitation, her Tome, and trusty Spear, just in case something bad were to happen. Now fully prepared for the little outing ahead, Lana stepped into her Gate and disappeared into a haze of shimmering light.

When she appeared on the other side, she found herself on what looked like a beach. Looking around, Lana huffed softly to herself, looking mildly confused. She didn't know what she had been expecting on the other side of her Gate, but it wasn't quite this. The maiden looked around, her violet gaze sweeping up and down the coastline. Although she could not deny that it was rather serene, it was also lonely as far as warriors went. All that the deity could see were peculiar little creatures of very short stature, who were waddling to and fro along the shore and the beachside village. Taking a bracing breath, Lana began to walk into the village, looking around for any sign of where she was supposed to be going.

The blue haired maiden was on the verge of giving up after a while, that is, until she felt a soft tapping on her leg. Looking down at the source, she saw one of the little creatures, a Waddle Dee, looking up at her and holding up her letter.
Smiling to cover up her downtrodden expression, she bent downward to take back her invitation. "Ah...thank you, little one..."
But just as she was about to reach out to take it, the Waddle Dee took off as fast as its nubby legs could go!
Letting out an indignant gasp, Lana quickly rose and began hurrying after the little creature. "H-hey! That's my invitation, please give it back..!" she cried.

Eventually, the chase led her to the inside of an inn. Bolting through the front door and disrupting whatever had been going on previously inside, Lana pointed the tip of her spear at the cute little miscreant who had run off with her property. "You better hand it over this instant!"

Tags: GrumpySwallow (Pit) Ploegy (Pyra)
Location: Shiny Sand Shores

 

[Kaiju Cat]

Tilting her head, Paula gave Inkling a comforting hug then glanced at Joker who apologized for dragging them into this predicament giving them a choice whether to join him or go their separate ways. “ I can handle myself! I’ll follow you to the end, we are comrades, right?” She fought aliens with dangerous PSI, humans influenced by Giygas through the evil in their hearts, trekked through the Deep Darkness up to her face with foul smelling swamp water. She went up against Giygas for the final confrontation in that monochrome dimension. Oddly, he had PSI Rocking, she thought only Ness can use it. She looked a little confused just as agent 8, hanging on Nurse Joy’s explanation of the pillars of creation. Lunaris is looking for them. According to Nurse Joy, if those pillars fell into his hands, bad things would happen. “ If Lunaris wins, will our worlds be in danger?” She stepped closer to Nurse Joy, frowning, having the same questions as Noctis as well. She can’t have it on her conscience if the kids she helped raise at her parents preschool were hurt. Paula feels lost, it seems only the ones chosen by the pillars can help the smash realm. Deciphering the poem that Wandering Quill gave to Joker is the key, it feels like they might be heading in the right direction. She’s looking too lost, and confusion is evidently written on her face.
Tags: Ploegy SheepKing A Hazy Sort of Clarity SirPrompto15 GrumpySwallow

 

[Shroomie]

Ice Climbers
The Bone-Chilling Duo

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Ah, what a life! To be free to explore your passion, no matter what it is, even if it is as simple as exploring the coldest mountainsides!

That was the life two young adventurers led, Popo and Nana, the most renowned mountaineers ever known! Having made themselves famous for climbing to the top of the most treacherous glacial peak their world had ever seen while only being children, clearly no task was too small for the two best friends.

That is until one morning, Nana was woken up by loud knocking at her front door. Yawning widely, the girl stumbled out of bed and out of her bedroom and down the hall. She opened her front door, shivering slightly from the frosty air that entered her house. In front of her stood Popo, donning his usual blue parka and snowshoes. A big smile was etched across his face.

"Popo, what are you doing here so early? The sun isn't even over the horizon yet!" Nana complained, ushering her friend inside before quickly shutting the door.

Popo lowered his snow-speckled hood as the pair strolled into the living room, chuckling as he warmed himself up in front of the smoldering ashes that remained in the fireplace. "Heh, sorry, Nana, but this is real important!"

Just as Nana opened her mouth to moan about being woken up prematurely, someone else entered the room. Wearing a wrinkled nightgown, a young woman with a round, kind face walked in, her hands on her hips. It was Nana's aunt and caretaker, Kiki. Popo waved, unabashed, as Nana facepalmed.
"Morning, Ms. Kiki! I'm here 'cause I checked the post this morning for my Grans and I got something that Nana has just gotta see!"

Kiki smiled in spite of herself at Popo's energy, and sighed, smoothing out her bedhead. "Well then, I suppose I'll make you two some breakfast, now that I'm up..."

Popo pumped his fist in the air. "Oh boy, breakfast!"
Nana waited until her aunt had left the room before she turned back to her fellow mountaineer and demanded, "Well then, what is it that you wanted to show me?"

"Oh...oh, yeah!" Popo said with comprehension as he shoved his hand inside his parka, before he pulled out a slightly wrinkled letter with a wax seal on it. It had already been read by him, no doubt, but he cleared his throat and put on an exaggeratedly deep voice. "To the Ice Climbers: Salutations, we hope this letter finds you in good spirits. It is our pleasure to announce that the Super Smash Brothers are formally inviting you back to the Smash Realm for another tournament, taking place--"

Nana suddenly burst out, "WHAT?! The Smash Brothers are getting back together?! Well, stop yapping and get ready, then, we got to get a move on!"

Popo blinked, before he snickered. "You're one to talk, you're still in your jammies!"

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After a hearty breakfast (and lots of worrying about their sure return into the Smash realm), courtesy of Aunt Kiki, Popo and Nana packed their things and set off to find the portal that linked their world to the world of Smash Bros., their spirits higher than the summits that surrounded their little village.

"Hammers?"
"Check!"
"Snowshoes?"
"Check!"
"Rope?"
"Check!"

But as they exited the village and set forth into the snowy wilderness, they had no idea what laid in store for them, and even the most preparation couldn't prepare them for what they were about to jump into...as the two friends trekked through the snow, towards a small cave at the bottom of the shortest mountain, Nana asked, "Popo, what about your Grandma? Does she know that you're gone?"

"Grandma Lulu? Eh, she doesn't care where I go," the boy replied with a tone of bitterness. Nana's brow furrowed, but she didn't pursue the topic further. Instead, she picked up the pace towards the cave, Popo following suit.

Finally, the duo entered the dark, damp cave. They walked in without fear, as Popo had grabbed a lantern they had put conveniently near the entrance in case they had need of returning to it. Lighting the way, Popo walked in deeper, followed closely by Nana. Together, they walked down what seemed like an endlessly long path, until Popo reached out and stopped Nana, his breath fogging in the chill of the air. "Look, there it is..."

The cave ended, and at the end of the path was the portal, glowing mysteriously in the dimness. Popo set aside his lantern and held his hand out to the other Ice Climber. Looking determined, Nana took his hand, and the pair ran through the portal.

On the other side, they were met by a confusion of noises and movements. They had bumped into people, who, they didn't know yet, but they and the unsuspecting individuals were knocked to the ground.
"Oof!" the pair said in unison.

Nana was the first to come to her senses. Sitting upright, she saw two bodies sprawled out on the ground with them. One of them, a blonde boy around their age with a red-and-yellow striped shirt and innocent face. The other, an older girl with swirly irises and unusual looking arms, dressed in vibrant hues of orange and green.

"Oh gosh, sorry Lucas, sorry Miss Min-Min!" Nana exclaimed, quickly rising to her feet and helping Popo to do the same. She looked from the two they had knocked over to the one who had survived their blunder, yet another blonde with a majestic-looking sword on his back, dressed in varying shades of red and purple. "We're sorry!"

"Yeah..." the blue Ice Climber groaned, rubbing his head. "Maybe running through the portal wasn't the best idea..."

Tags: A Hazy Sort of Clarity (Min Min) Ploegy (Shulk) Forevermore (Lucas)
Location: Mountain Falls

 

[Kameron Esters-]

Hidden within the dense underbrush of the mushroom forest, a squad of soldiers lay in wait, their eyes fixed on Sephiroth, Roxas, and Isabelle through the lens of their advanced binoculars. The squad leader, codenamed Hawk, whispered into his comms, "Eagle Two, Eagle Three, do you have visuals on the targets?"

From their concealed positions, the snipers, Eagle Two and Eagle Three, responded almost simultaneously, "Visual confirmed, Hawk."

Hawk continued, his voice barely above a breath, "Alright, listen up. We have a delicate situation with civilians in close proximity to the target. Our approach needs to be precise and calculated. Eagle Two, Eagle Three, I want you to keep your scopes on Sephiroth. Wait for my signal before engaging. Aim to disable, not kill."

"Eagle Two, copy that. Adjusting for non-lethal shots," came the steady reply.

"Eagle Three, understood. Ready on your go," added the second sniper.

Turning his attention to the rest of the squad, Hawk outlined the next steps. "Ghost, Specter, you're on EMP. Once we engage, I want those grenades out. Disable any potential enhancements Sephiroth has up his sleeve."

"Roger, Hawk. EMPs are prepped," Ghost confirmed.

"Specter here, ready to deploy on your mark," Specter added, the readiness evident in his tone.

Hawk nodded to himself, pleased with the responses. "The rest of you, form a semi-circle. We're encircling them but keep your distance. We can't risk hurting the civilians. Our objective is to capture Sephiroth, but we need to ensure the safety of the skater boy and Isabelle."

"Understood, Hawk. Positioning for encirclement," one of the squad members whispered, the rustle of leaves betraying their careful movements.

Hawk took a moment to survey the setup, then said, "Once we've neutralized Sephiroth's capabilities with the EMPs, we'll close in. Use the net launchers and binders. Remember, we're aiming to capture, not kill. If that fails, we switch to lethal protocols."

"Got it, Hawk. Alive it is," another soldier confirmed, the seriousness of the mission clear in his voice.

Hawk's gaze lingered on Roxas and Isabelle, noting their unawareness of the squad's presence. "Keep an eye on the civilians. If they get caught in the crossfire, switch to extraction mode. We're here to protect them as well."

"Affirmative. Prioritizing civilian safety," the team responded in unison.

"Alright, team. Hold positions and stay alert. We engage on my command. This is a high-stakes operation. Let's bring our target in and keep those kids safe," Hawk concluded, the weight of their task pressing down on each member of the squad.

Silence fell over the team as they waited for the opportune moment to strike, their focus unwavering, ready to act on a moment's notice to ensure the safety of innocents and the apprehension of a global threat.
Kaiju Cat Ploegy SheepKing

 

[Kaiju Cat]

Isabelle’s question is pointless; he chose to ignore such brainless blather for now. Lips falling into a straight line, Sephiroth smacked his forehead laughing at the absurdity. “ I was in a generous mood to let you escape with your lives. Yet, you chose to fight me than run.” He mused, flatly. Crossing his arms in front of the other, staring incredulously at Roxas. He can’t help chuckling at the boy’s stupidity. “ Did you not see for yourself that we are on a different level back at the base? You have a selective memory kid, it’s the only excuse I can come up with that makes sense to me. It’s a lame excuse, it's the only reason I can wrap my mind around.” His cold eyes bore into Roxas unamused by the boy’s rash actions proving the boy is reckless like some people he knows. He scrunched up his face, challenging him is the height of stupidity, they’re made of lose and fail. “ You’re a glutton for punishment, aren’t you? It’s a pity you chose to open the gates of hell upon yourself. I warned you I won’t hold back, I have no sympathy for you.” He glanced at the keyblade Roxas wields; it reminds him of Sora who is another key blade user, and a contender in the smash tournament. Perhaps there’s some kind of familiarity with the two boys, would that matter? They’re just a nuisance to him regardless. He rolled his eyes at the diversion tactic he chuckled like such things would work on him. He watches in amusement, going to let them believe they have tricked him. It's humorous to him. Although toying with Isabelle and Roxas was fun it’s time to get serious, and his ruthless nature makes him a dangerous foe. “ When I’m done with you, children, you will beg me to end your miserable lives, fat chance of that happening.” He said, silkily, his voice had an edge to it. True to his word, Seph became serious, reaching for his masamune.

However, he glanced in the other direction, picking up the military’s presence. This reminds him too much of Shinra’s forces hunting down a target with the intention of capturing them. Sephiroth could see the lights, the steady hum of helicopter propellers, SOLDIERS ascending down to the ground to pincer them into surrendering themselves. In his case, the hunter has become the hunted. The Turks often worked in the shadows while SOLDIER were deployed on the frontlines. Namely, 1st class, second and third ranks. Thinking of 1st class he thought of Genesis, Angeal, and himself were usually away days on end. In their free time, they would hang out with each other, a typical lazy day entailed listening to Genesis read from Loveless. Seph hung back, trying to understand the archaic language in support of his best friend. Angeal was the guardian angel, and his go to for emotional support when he was at his lowest. He did know how to turn a tough day into a calm, relaxing evening. Chuckling, he teared up, missing those by gone days where it was full of light. No stress, anxiety, and years before finding out the lies that Shinra has been feeding them. He missed Genesis and Angeal if he could turn back time, and alter history, maybe they’d have a chance at happiness. Oh well, it was never meant to be. He stopped feeling Angeal’s life force anymore meaning his soul returned to the life stream, and Genesis’s status is unknown, he hung onto the belief he’ll reunite with his old comrades someday, but he was wise not to keep his hopes up afraid of getting hurt again. Burying his face into his hand, he wept silently, wishing things hadn’t gone the way they did. Maybe, just, maybe they would be together. What he wouldn’t give to hear Genesis, book in hand, and talking of Loveless. Angeal talking of his day, about Zack, or being moral support. He wonders if his name is a play on the word angel, it would make perfect sense as he’s everyone’s dad, voice of reason and best friend. Such a respectable man indeed“ Someday, wherever you guys are, I’ll be by your side, just hold on, alright?” Whispering the promise he made, wiping his eyes. His face fell, wearing that stony expression.

He knows the military force is coming, a bit too early for his tastes, it’s all the same for him. He feels surrounded, not that it matters he’s a force to be reckoned with, Gaia’s monster. “ You found me! Oh what will I do! Oh, me oh my.” His voice dripped with heavy sarcasm, a sprinkle of poisoned honey. Sephiroth knows what they’re here for, ignoring Roxas and Isabelle, they’re simple rats. He stared in the direction of the mushroom foliage. “ It’s kind of pointless to hide from me, don’t you think? I sensed you coming for a mile. I thought evading you would work, but you handed yourselves to me in a gift box, pretty stupid if you ask me, given my reputation..” He chuckles airily, eyes flashing amused by the stupid. He had worked, plotted, destroyed lives to get to Jenova. They're here to take her away, possibly capture him, like that would do them any good. “ It will be a cold day in hell before I let you take her away from me again” He walked closer, reaching for his masamune. Avoiding bloodshed seemed pointless, and something he wished to leave behind. Escaping with his mom was the plan, and they left him no choice. He can’t recall the lives he destroyed, the list goes and on. One life lost was that meddling flower girl, the last Cetra. What was her name again? He skewered her for her meddling with that damn holy materia right in Cloud’s eyes. He has goals, they’re all fodder to him except Genesis, Angeal and obviously Zack. Thinking of Zack, and it would open a new can of emotions. The only thing Sephiroth thinks of when he thinks of Zack is respect, and proof he’s lived up to be Angeal’s protege, his legacy. He has so much respect.

Narrowing his eyes, they seem to be under the impression their equipment can hurt him much less touch him, they’re sorely mistaken. He’ll let them believe such foolish things. These fools are dead for crossing him. Seph wore his expression plainly, angered, blood thirsty, and disappointed he’s stuck with a bunch of morons. Clearly they should be shown what a monster like him is capable of. “ Your weak forces pale in comparison to my brute strength, I suggest pulling back, taking the children with you, that is if you value your lives. I’ll even forget this incident happened..” It’s doubtful they would heed his warning, wasted lives, more food for his masamune at least. Smiling dangerously, the anger flickering in those serpentine eyes, “ Like I told the boy I won’t hold back, take the kids. I don’t think throwing away your lives is worth it, but so be it..” He walked closer, his masamune unsheathed, his single wing spread out. “ You can’t compare to Genesis, Angeal or me, we are the best, our power levels aren’t in the same class. I’m known as the demon of Gaia for a reason.” He smirks, carrying that arrogance he’s best known for. Although he’s blood thirsty he kept himself at a safe distance, letting his unparalleled strength to speak for itself.
Ploegy SheepKing Kameron Esters-

 

[Forevermore]

• Sheik
• Samus

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  𝕊𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕜
  『The Elusive Sheikah』
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  Location: Forest By The Shore >>> The Lake Shore
  Interactions: Tetra, Corrin, Zelda, Nurse Joy
  Tags: A Hazy Sort of Clarity SheepKing
  
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  Sheik simply glared down at the stubborn pirate before doing her same tactic of heaving her over her shoulder before darting off towards the direction that Samus had pointed them in. There was clearly no time to be bickering, so if Sheik was to be verbally abused again, so be it. "Hush up and listen," Sheik muttered as she ran towards the Lake Shore, "I am going to summarize everything that you have been asking, and I will not repeat myself."
  
  "You see, the power of the Smash Realm is a great one. So much so, that it is possible for two Zeldas to be in the same location. I am Sheik, yes, that is true. But I am also...the Princess of Time. Zelda." Sheik admitted with...something akin to shame?
  "I masquerade as this alter-ego for most of my time here in the Smash World. But soon, we will arrive at the Lake Shore, where you will encounter another Zelda, as well as a champion of Hyrule. Link." The Sheikah continued, her words now laced with panting breaths from exertion. Still, her speed did not waver. "This is simply the way that it is. You will get used to it."
  
  "As for Dark Pit, Tetra, I can not stress how important it is to stop him. He is young and rambunctious, and he will make for an easy target as far as evildoers are concerned." Sheik added. "He does not understand that his actions may have dire consequences. That is why Samus, Cream, Pikachu, and I are bent on preventing him on leaving on his lonesome."
  
  "But for now, we must go to the Lake Shore, tell Zelda what the problem is, and ask for Princess Corrin's assistance." she finished, slowing down as they burst through the trees. There, Sheik saw a cluster of people: A pink-haired nurse, an eccentric scientist, a blonde princess, an elegant prince, a rough champion, and an armor-clad maiden.
  
  Sheik set Tetra down onto the ground, and ignoring everybody else at the moment, she pulled down her facial scarf as she approached the two girls that were talking to one another. "Zelda. Princess Corrin." Sheik addressed them, nodding in respect to the Vallite. Her tone was grave. "We have been sent here by Samus to tell you all that Dark Pit is fleeing. He flew away from Samus after tricking her into letting her guard down."
  
  The illusive figure turned to Corrin. Her eyes locked onto her helpless wing for a second, before looking back at the royal's kind face. "Samus has requested your assistance in finding and capturing Dark Pit, Corrin. But seeing as your wing is damaged, I assume you will be of little help unless it heals."
  
  The Sheikah then grabbed Corrin's wrist impatiently and pretty much dragged the poor damsel over to Nurse Joy, who was standing a few feet away. "Nurse Joy, can you fix her wing? It's quite urgent." Sheik said in a no-nonsense tone.
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  𝙎𝙖𝙢𝙪𝙨
  ✦ The Defender of the Galaxy ✦
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  Location: Forest By the Shore
  Interactions: Pikachu, Cream & Cheese
  Tags: GrumpySwallow SirPrompto15
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  Watching Sheik pick up the unwilling Tetra and dart off, as well as Cream and Cheese take off into the clouds, Samus then turned and began running alongside Pikachu, following Cream's lead in the skies above.
  Samus let out an irked sigh as she tried to locate any sign of Dark Pit. It was way too cloudy, and it was hard to follow Cream, let alone try to tail behind Dark Pit. Her helmet detected two flying entities close by, but that was to be expected. All they could do for the moment was follow Cream as best as they could while they waited for Sheik and Tetra to complete their part of the plan.
  "Listen up, Pikachu," Samus stated, "Dark Pit's "Power of Flight" isn't really going to last him too long. Even though he's gonna be able to make it a good distance away, he's going to have to touch ground soon. All we need to do is let him exhaust his flight, then it'll be easier to corner him. But he's not going to come with us easily, and that's where Sheik and that little blonde girl come in. They went to the Lake Shore to find Corrin. If everything goes alright, Corrin will come soaring through the skies, and we can hitch a ride with her the rest of the way, and the way back as well. Besides, I think letting Corrin take a crack at persuading Dark Pit to stay would be a good idea..."
  
  The bounty hunter trailed off as she thought about it. Corrin had to persuade her hostile family that she was in fact not a traitor but was in fact a champion chosen by a sage to defeat a murderous dragon that was also her father...if Corrin couldn't persuade him to stay, she didn't know who could. Besides, she didn't think her temper would be able to last that long. Samus might end up chuckling a fistful of dirt at the angel's face if push came to shove!
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[GrumpySwallow]

Lord Lunaris
Location: The Flying Citadel

Lunaris soared freely through the night, his twilight wings stretched so wide that they seemed to cover the entire sky. Stars and comets danced playfully around his serpentine form, much to the delight of the people on the land below. He watched proudly as magicians performed their spells for the peoples' entertainment. The owner of the local milk bar twitched his fingers and brought a broom and dustpan to life. On the street, a small child waved a toy wand around in imitation of the performing wizards. Lunaris smirked and twitched a long, fuzzy ear. Stars burst from the tip of the toy wand, startling the boy so much that he dropped it. He laughed as the little boy grabbed his sparkling wand and ran off to show his friends his newfound magical abilities. It warmed his heart to see the people of Hyrule enjoying his gift of magic.

Lunaris's laughter became a painful choke as he felt a sudden twinge in his breast. He clawed at his chest and saw to his horror that his talons were decaying before his eyes! The smell of putrid meat filled his nostrils; his mouth tasted of rot. He grunted as he felt his head hit the hard surface of the earth. Suddenly, Lunaris was in a cave, and from the corner of his eye he could see his body crumbling in the back.

It was then that he realized he had been decapitated!

A bright light brought his gaze forward. Standing before him was a wizard who looked a lot like him, but many years older. His arms were stretched above his head and hovering between his hands was a large ball of burning golden light. Standing behind the wizard was another man. Lunaris could barely make him out as he stood further in the darkness, but he was certain he wore green. In the man's left hand was a sword, red with blood-- his blood!

A great and powerful rage welled within Lunaris. Glaring at the wizard once more, he bared his fangs in a snarl, and with the last of his fading strength, he filled the cave with a terrible roar!

"Thou shalt have my power, mortal, and with it thou shalt ascendeth to legend! But I shalt take my revenge! As thou hast stolen mine heart and soul, so shalt I dwell within the heart and soul of thine sons, and they shalt suffer as I hast suffered! So is my curse upon thee, thief!"



"My Lord...? My Lord!"

Behind the mask of silver and gold, Lunaris blinked as he was brought back into the present. He winced and clapped a hand to his aching chest. He still felt very sore and weak after stopping Sephiroth's Meteor.

"My Lord!" Shiri squeaked as she fluttered above the sorcerer. "Are you well? Shall I get Odessa?"

Lunaris realized he was still laying upon the patio outside of his private chambers. He must have been in bad shape if he had fallen asleep right there soon after the priestess had resuscitated him. Odessa was right. The thought filled him with bitterness.

"No need, Shiri," Lunaris mumbled as he pushed himself up into a sitting position. He took a deep breath, then forced himself onto his feet. He swayed, but managed to maintain his balance. Without a word to the pink fairy, he moved from the patio, into his chambers, out into the tower stairs, then down into the great hall of the Flying Citadel. Shiri darted after him.

Mii servants and soldiers, upon seeing their Lord enter the hall, bowed and made a swift exit, leaving him alone. Lunaris hardly noticed. His eyes were fixed upon a massive stained glass window that adorned the space above the doors leading to the courtyard. It was a magnificent work of art, depicting a blue serpentine dragon with wings the color of twilight, in flight in the star-filled night. It had long horns, not unlike that of a stag, one being gold and the other silver. The sun's light shone through the window, painting the floor of the great hall in hues of purple, blue, and gold. Lunaris stood in the center of the reflection. For a long time he remained there in silence, Shiri hovering close by.

"A legend," Lunaris finally whispered to himself, still staring at the stained glass window. "Merely a fairy tale..."

 

[SheepKing]

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As Corrin made her way over, Zelda returned the princess’ curtsy with one of her own, as she held the corners of her gown and gracefully dipped. It was funny to think that when she first encountered Corrin she’d taken one look at her pointed ears and had assumed she was of Hylian origin, or perhaps even a Sheikah like her nursemaid, Impa. However, even when these assumptions were proven false, the two princesses still had much in common, and thus got along quite well with one another.

Zelda listened dutifully as Corrin explained where and how she encountered their two lost comrades, though added that it would be rather difficult to point towards their specific location unless she could view the area from a higher angle. While Zelda knew this normally would be of no issue for the dragon blooded princess, like Marth she too couldn’t help but hold some concern for her already worn out friend. The last thing anyone there wanted was for Corrin to strain herself any further. So, with an apologetic smile, Zelda shook her head.

“It’s alright, we don’t need to give Marth any gray hairs after all”

She let out a small giggle before picking up where she left off,

“-But, I am certain even just knowing they are within the center of the forest will aid Samus and Cream’s search greatly. I’ll contact them…”

Something seemed to catch the young hylian’s attention as she stopped mid sentence, her eyes drawn to a dark dot in the distance. A figure garbed in black flying just above the treetops, soon to be followed by a cream colored rabbit and her baby blue companion.

“…now?”

It appeared her friends had been rather successful in locating the dark angel, though not in convincing him to return to the group. No, quite the opposite.

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Before Zelda could so much as inform the others of the situation, a rustling from the nearby bushes harkened the arrival of the elusive Sheik and…a young girl? Her pointed ears, short stature, and big cat-like eyes shared a remarkable likeness with the hero of Winds, but any further examination would certainly have to wait as the sheikah regarded the two princesses.

With a focused attention, Zelda listened closely as Sheik explained the situation. As disappointed as Zelda was, she wasn’t entirely surprised at this turn of events. Just finding Dark Pit was a difficult task in itself, but convincing him to return willingly? Zelda could trust that Samus and Cream had done all they could, but based on the situation it appeared even that wasn’t enough to quell the angel’s rebelliousness. Now if they don’t act fast enough then there might not even be a second chance to convince him otherwise. Hence, Zelda fully understood the urgency in Sheik’s actions, but she voiced her alarm at Corrin being forcibly dragged over to the nurse, holding up her hands as she yelped out,

“Ah-Careful please!”

Of course Zelda knew chances of someone like Corrin being hurt by something as minor as being dragged by the arm were far into the negatives. But still, sometimes Zelda was surprised at how straight to the point her ancestor could be.

Pushing that aside, as Sheik asked if Nurse Joy could heal Corrin’s wing, Zelda’s own thoughts fell onto the Pillar of Life, and Zelda admonished herself for nearly forgetting about it in all that had been going on. But, this may be a long shot, but perhaps, an item representative of life itself could facilitate the healing process? Although as tempting as an option it seemed on the surface, Zelda was well aware of the dangers that came with meddling in unknown magics, especially something as powerful as the Pillars were described to be. Who knows what could happen were they to miss use the Pillar. So, Zelda kept this thought to herself, electing to await Nurse Joy’s response. If she was wholly unable to heal Corrin’s injury, then she supposed she could further consider use of the Pillar of Life, but for now Zelda saw little point in gambling on its unknown power if practical medicine could reliably do the job on its own.

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Interactions: Forevermore (Sheik) A Hazy Sort of Clarity (Corrin, Marth, Tetra) GrumpySwallow (Nurse Joy, Lake Scientist)
Mentioned: Forevermore (Samus) SirPrompto15 (Cream)
Location: Lake Shore

Spoiler: World Map (Updated)

 

[Shroomie]

Cia
The Dark Sorceress

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"We've seen how this ends...and we both know he doesn't choose you."
"..."
"...How do you do it...knowing you'll get left behind...?"
"You don't always get the person you think you deserve...and...I can live with that."

"...You always were...my better half..."

~

In the dim, forbidden corners of the Flying Citadel, the darkness of nooks and crannies began to stir, small, unembodied whispers filling the air as the darkness grew more excited, twisting and writhing with energy.

"Cia....Ciiiiaaa....!"

The darkness continued to swirl about, before it suddenly darted from all corners of the Citadel, snaking along the ground. The dark energy met up in the same place, outside the building walls, intertwining with each other and growing bigger and more restless, until out of the darkness, a red and purple Gate appeared, glowing weakly with shadowy light and ancient symbols. Out of the portal, a figure appeared, floating limply in the air for a moment before it collapsed on the ground. It was the figure of a woman, dressed in showy and elegant robes that clearly boasted her power, but she appeared to be unconscious. The Gate disappeared as soon as the woman had exited it.

The dark matter surrounded and brushed against her in loving tendrils, before dissipating, rushing back into their nooks and crannies and resuming their normal state.

For a minute, there was silence.

Then, slowly, the woman stirred.

Cia...yes, that was her name...the dark sorceress...once mighty and feared throughout the Ages, now dead...right?
The sorceress thought she was dead, gone, faded from existence. And yet, she could feel her arms and legs. She could think. She could hear the echoes of the last words she had spoken....

"You always were my better half"...

Gingerly, Cia opened her eyes. She then sat upright, looking down at her body. Her hands. She was alive...she was back!
How was this possible? She had been defeated by Lana, Zelda, and Link...Cia let out a snarl. Just to think about Link and Zelda was enough to make her blood boil!
Dim flashes of what had transpired before Cia faded flashed in the villainess' mind. How Lana had rushed to comfort her after her defeat at the Valley of the Seers...the helpless way Cia had accepted her fate, and even told Lana that she was the superior fragment of the Guardian of Time's soul!
The defeat...was embarrassing. Pathetic, even. How had she, the Dark Sorceress herself, who at one point had the Triforce in her clutches, lost??

Well, now, the deity had a score to settle.

Scorned, the mage hauled herself to her feet, dusting herself off before picking up her mask from the ground. She looked at it for a second.
She was a goddess, perhaps even more. She was part of the Guardian of Time, the being who was in charge of the flow of time and space itself! She deserved respect.
No, more than that. She deserved to rule over everything time had a concept in! After all that time being hidden away in that decrepit, musty temple, she had no interest in going back, and if Lana couldn't see that they were being taken for granted, then so be it! Cia would not be defeated! Not again...not even all the light in the world would be able to crack the furious determination in her shattered soul...

Cia was going to seize her revenge, one way or another.

Chuckling deviously to herself, the deity put on her mask, before she raised her hand loftily, shadowy magic spouting from her palm, which quickly assumed the form of a golden, elaborate staff adorned with a purple crystal. She grabbed her staff comfortably, and the crystal glowed slightly, as if pleased to be within its mistress' grasp once more.

"Oh, it's good to be back..."

Tags: GrumpySwallow
Location: Flying Citadel