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Better Layton Never: Execute Thread #66 !.ZzGrellBsCountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41555903[View All]

#BLN #Better Layton Never #Ask/Invite #IC

Star Wars III soundtrack - Order 66 and the Jedi Temple

>In the cold and dim interior of a resplendent star cruiser a figure looks out a wide viewport at the endless expanse of space itself. His hands, gnarled and greyed, fold behind his back. He gazes at the canvas of stars speckling a black void and grins, revealing atrocious rotten teeth in his saggy mouth.

Ah, good. The time has finally arrived. For years I've spent waiting...biding my time until at last the monolith that was the Jedi reign became complacent. Dull. Ignorant and arrogant. The 'balance' by which the Jedi strive became their very downfall, and now the galaxy bends to the whim of the Sith. It is united, it is strong, and soon our focus can hone elsewhere.

>He turns and gazes behind him, his eyes burning in the dark. Even sunken and sallow as he appeared, there was a distinct menace in his presence. His voice ranged from quiet and sophisticated to cruel and cackling, enough to make anyone's hair stand on end just by listening to him.

Perhaps...your measly solar system? It would not be much a challenge, but I confess...the prospect is tempting. I sense great darkness. I sense great anger. Will to dominate. Will to subjugate. Will to kill anything standing in the way...

>A greasy cackle echoes in the dark.

Oh. Do you think you can stand in the way of the Sith? Such confidence...your emotions shall betray you. The Dark Side consumes all. You, your world will be no different. You may try to resist. It would be amusing to me to see it even if you shall fail.

You still wish to try? Very well...let's begin.

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>The man is quick to respond with a no-nonsense and nearly waspish snap at the imposter. His mouth forms again into an irritated frown.

That's confidential.

>With a scoff he turns and pulls on his cloak, enough to fix it so his features couldn't be easily assessed at a glance. The cloth again falls just far enough to hide the man's glowing eyes, masking him from tentative onlookers who may have been watching the confrontation with no small amounts of hesitation.

>The man turns his head, adding quietly but again with a sense of menace to his voice:

If I catch you doing this again you'll get more than just a stern warning.

>And, with that, he starts to walk away, his cloak billowing behind him as he goes.

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>There wasn't much reason for Dom to chase him down. AS the man walked away he would simply fold his arms in front of his chest and stand up straight.


Well, no point to cause drama.

>Dom said with a simple shrug as the man walked away. There wasn't going to be any particular reason for him to look like this anyways, and if there was, the likely hood of walking into this man again was probably low. Regardless, Dom changes his shape in only a few seconds time, now looking like a large brown pony...wearing the outfit he had on before, and since it was made for a human it hardly fit him. Dom kicked the outfit off of him and started to walk the other direction

Ah well.

Lemme see what else I can get into

???!rjtGfDeadICountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41559182

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>The pain from the laser caused Wade to scrunch up in pain. His arms and legs tightening as he gets half way into the fetal position. As he does so the pig headed boy continues to laugh. This causes him not notice the laser coming at him to get hit in the back. Upon seeing this Wade points and laughs at the one who mocked him earlier.

What are you laughing at!?

You ya dingus.

What did you call me!?

I said you're a dingus!

Grrrrrrr! PIG ASSUALT!

>Wade manages to get to his feet as the pig boy charges at him. He intended to meet the headbutt with his own.

>Roll 1d1000 = 840

>Evens the last knight moves between them as they collide. The creature vanishing as the two lock heads.

>Odds the heartless stays out of the way, causing both of them to fall backwards after their collision.

>There would only be half of the fliers remaining. Their only attack being to persist and shoot more lasers at the four of them in unison.

>Roll Roll 1d1000 = 151 Solaire

>Roll Roll 1d1000 = 110 Xion
>Roll Roll 1d1000 = 373 Wade
>Roll Roll 1d1000 = 737 ????
Evens all.

Appleslice!rjtGfDeadICountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41559183

>The lack of a return for his impromptu handshake would fill Applelsice with a sense of abandonment. Maybe he was just to weirded out by the idea. For humans mechanical limbs were not as required in some lines of work.

>Though he could pout about it later. Afterall they were just mere moments away from ending all this. He follows Stein up to the volcano. Despite being is second visit to one this game he still found himself nearly overwhelmed by the intense heat. At the very least he wouldn't have to go inside this one.

>He wondered what all would be required for this. His eyes widened as he saw Stein chuck the tadpole into the volcano. The shock remained on his face as he adverts his eyes to look up at Stein. So much that his mechanical arms wouldn't reach up to grab the ring until it had already passed him. He wouldn't think his Uncle would do anything to prolong this game. Though it did seem like such a waste of effort on Qrow's part at first glance.

>He moves his arm so the ring is just in front of his face. He turns his head to look behind him. He hoped that Koki and Bailey would arrive soon. He felt a little bad about going through with this when nearly half of the party that fought their way through this wouldn't be here.


>With a heavy sigh he drops the ring into his hoof. With as strong a throw as he could muster he tosses the ring into the volcano. At least that's where it would eventually land. When standing close to the edge the artifact would land mere centimeters in front of him. The ring bounces forward and eventually slides down the mouth of the volcano. The clinking of its decent as it clangs against the rocks could be heard for several seconds afterward. Embarrassed, the pony rubs his foreleg with his hoof.


Xion!.ZzGrellBsCountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41559184

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>Her attempt to hit the Heartless flew low and the Heartless was eager to return fire, this time the shot clipping her right in her shoulder. She shouts again in pain with a wince and clutches at her searing wound, squinting at the Heartless wheeling about in the air before her.

>She couldn't lift her Keyblade properly to aim. Healing would take priority. Xion lifts her Keyblade into the air and shouts in one clipped word:


>roll to interrupt, if fail Xion is bathed in a healing green light that smells vaguely of mint.

Solaire of Astora!SunO73XMtsCountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41559185

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>Solaire would again dodge laser fire. He'd spot the argument between Wade and the Pigman. While they had managed to defeat a heartless by accident, they did not need in fighting at the moment.

Focus on our foes!

>He'd shout at the two. He'd then try to shoot down one of the flying Heartless harassing Xion. Roll 1d1000 = 517 evens.

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>With their combined effort the last of the soldier heartless would fall, leaving only half a dozen fliers remaining.

Hey! Don't tell me what to do!

Don't you talk to Solaire like that!

I'll talk to Soulliar however I want!

Oh you are such an insufferable pig!

>Wade shouts out to the stranger as he runs off. His knife drawn as he now leaps for one of the fliers to stab at its weak spot.

>Roll 1d1000 = 377 Evens.

You think your jumping is good!? Watch this shit!

>Mimicing Wade's movement the stranger also leaps up at the group of fliers. Trying to out do him he would reach out with both swords to aim for trouble the enemy.

>Roll 1d1000 = 47 Evens

>Roll 1d2 = 2 hit.

>One of the fliers would once again charge up an attack. A more powerful series of lasers aimed at one opponent.

>Roll 1d4 = 2

1: Wade
2: ???
3: Xion
4: Solaire.
>Roll 1d1000 = 500 Evens

Xion!.ZzGrellBsCountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41559196

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>The moment of reprieve leaves Xion enough time to successfully cast her spell. The healing magic takes over and again the scorch marks and wounds shrink and lessen in severity as the magic took effect. She sighs in relief and rolls her shoulders experimentally, finding that the muscles shifting no longer felt agonizing.

>Not too soon, either, as it looked as if her companions were flagging with the remaining Heartless zipping about. Xion's brow sets and she lifts her Keyblade once again into the air. The ring on her hand gleams for a moment and an electric crackle ripples around her knuckles.


>Roll 1d1000 = 311 odds, lightning hits Roll 1d6 = 4 of the flying Heartless in another flash of multiple lightning bolts striking down from above

Solaire of Astora!SunO73XMtsCountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41559200

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>Solaire would watch as Wade and the Pig Man both failed spectacularly to take down any of the flyers. This wasn't good. They were down three people now. Solaire was thinking he'd need to lure these last Heartless away.

>His planning was interrupted by lightning striking all the Heartless at once. He'd look to Xion.

Good shot!

>he'd say, before scanning for any further foes.

Bridget Spooner!ThiefH5p2cCountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41559203

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... You set this meeting up?

>Of course it was just some little pony that set this meeting up. So much for this turning out to be the start of some crazy experience. They probably just want her to buy "grown up" stuff from the store for them. Not that she wouldn't, just that it wasn't what she was hoping would happen today.

Oh, I'm fine, i already ate earlier, uh, but why did you want to meet with me uh... what's your name?

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>While Wade ended up hitting his target he would not vanquish it. Instead his knife would be stuck inside as he was now forced to fly along with it or risk losing his favorite knife.

>Meanwhile, The pig masked boy would find himself with the opposite problem with both his targets flying away. Only instead he would find his face directly in front of the one charging its attack seconds before firing.


>Just before the laser shot. Wade would look up and see the storm clouds forming. Static building up on his knife as for a moment he could feel hairs rise on his arms. Looking down he could see Xion raising her keyblade. All of this was beginning to look vaguely familiar.

.....uh oh.

>The lighting falls from the sky. The remaining six heartless getting roasted in an instant. Just before the last one got hit it would shoot the pig masked boy square in the face. The metal on both of their weapons acting as rods to bring lighting toward them. As the heartless around them vanish they remained hovering in the air for a few seconds. Their skeletons flashing as they light up like the Vegas Strip.

>Once it was over they both fall straight down. Landing in spread eagle positions directly opposite of each other. Their entire looks charred black as smoke rises from their bodies. Wade lifting his empty hand to give a weak thumbs up.

Heeeeyyyy....we did it.....

Cait!Doom2pkvkwCountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41559227

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>Amanda nodded with a warm smile.
"Should be just a second, hold tight please."
>She said before walking back to her car.

>Cait looked around briefly with a sigh before easing up a little.

"...A-Are we really safe now? I really feel like we should get moving."
>She said, wondering to herself how much longer this mess was going to go on for.

Cozy Glow!chess2d34ECountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41559228

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"Oh golly me I am so incredibly sorry! I cannot believe I could be so rude!"

"My name is Cozy Glow, it sure is a pleasure to meet you Ms Bridget Spooner~"
>She said sweetly with a cheery giggle.

"Gee Willikers~ I bet you are thinking to yourself why did little ol' me summon for someone such as yourself, huh?"

>She soon dug around in her bag and pulled out a sealed Manila folder and slid it across the table.

"So I will cut right to the chase with you. Please, have a look inside~."
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>Watching some casual passers by, loosely leaned back with one foot crossed over the other leaning against her shoulder, things just seemed nice and, well... casual for the day.

>Looking over to Cozy and the girl she was meeting with listening in just some but looking away, sparing a short glance over at them every so often just watching the crowd before fishing into her pocket and trying to find her pack of smokes.

'Tssk... don't have any...'
>She griped quietly to herself crossing her arms in her spot.

Bridget Spooner!ThiefH5p2cCountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41559231

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... Well nice to meet you Cozy Glow!

>She couldn't put her finger on it, but this little pony was giving off some weird vibes. Probably just more cheerful than she was used to. Even from an Equestrian. Reaching for the Manila envelope, Bridget curiously looks it over. As she opens the envelope, Bridget glances at the girl seemingly standing guard outside the shop. She could feel that someone keeping an eye on them and briefly wondered if they were the true mastermind behind this meeting. Casually reaching in, Bridget examines the contents of the envelope.

Cozy Glow!chess2d34ECountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41559242

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>Inside were a handful of large 11 x 8 prints of security camera stills of what appeared to be Bridget "browsing" and exiting from a few stores. Some of them dated rather recently, others within the last two months.

"Recognize anything or anyone~?"
>Cozy asked with a cute giggle.
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Xion!.ZzGrellBsCountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41559243

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>Xion passes a quick grin and thumbs up at Solaire, pleased when the arcing bolts jump from Heartless to Heartless. The creatures burst into a fine mist of dark energy, releasing glittering hearts into the sky.

>Her smile vanishes when she sees that her spell had worked better than she expected, and to the detriment of their own allies.

Oh my gosh!

>Xion nearly drops her Keyblade and rushes to the two, her hand at first extending but flinching back when she sees tiny static bolts still dancing around the two's bodies.

I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! Are you both okay?! Cc-wait, no-

>She eyes Wade briefly. He never seemed to do well with her magic. Xion turns instead to the pig headed person and swings her Keyblade over him in a gentle pass.


>A sprinkling of green magic falls from her Keyblade in a gentle rain over his body. As before when she cast it on herself, the smell of fresh mint tinted the air as the sparkles faded into a cool restorative aura.

Father Lawrence!.ZzGrellBsCountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41559244

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We should be safe. The police are here now and that guy is...gone...

>He looks towards the truck in concern, halfway expecting the man in the fine suit to reappear thanks to some supernatural power. But, the demon does not reappear, and all that's to be seen is the smashed cab and the stallion fiddling with the console inside the cab itself for his dashcam.

>He rubs his chin with a renewed frown.

Though, if it really isn't safe to keep going, maybe leaving you at the bus stop isn't a good idea after all. If someone were to follow you off the bus at Wayne Manor there'd be nobody around to help you. Not with the woods separating you and the mansion anyway.

>The old man sighs in exasperation and shakes his head.

Man, if they just had a service to go right up to the place...I'm honestly surprised they don't!

Solaire of Astora!SunO73XMtsCountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41559246

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>Solaire would wince as Wade and the Pig man both were electrocuted by the attack.

>Seeing as Xion has healing the pig man, Solaire would aid Wade. The miracle Soothing Sunlight did not have the same damaging affects that Cure could have. Afterall, it was routinely used to heal undead.

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>At first the pig faced boy would show no signs that the healing had worked. Despite his skin clearing he remained motionless. It would only be after a few seconds that loud snoring would be heard echoing from under his mask.

Nono, no healing.

>He holds his hand in a stop motion toward Solaire as he kneels down reaching for his amulet.

Healing bad for Wade.

>Given enough time his healing factor would regenerate everything that had burnt off or had become broken in the fight. Including but not limited to his skull. His costume would be a different story, on the plus side he now had a more suitable stealth variant.

>He sits up. His body creaking as he does so.

So we get em?

>His question would be answered soon after by silence, indicating the battle was over. The hooded individual showing no signs of returning any time soon.

Bridget Spooner!ThiefH5p2cCountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41559248

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>Bridgets eyes carefully scan the images in an almost panicked manner. While her face would not betray her thoughts, her eyes showed a brief glint of fear.

Okay little filly.

>Carefully she slides the photos back into the folder and rests them under her arms on the table.

You have my full attention.

>While she had no idea how exactly a little filly could use these images against her, she didn't really want to give her the time to think about it.

Xion!.ZzGrellBsCountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41559254

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>Xion takes a look around their group, keeping her Keyblade at hand in case more Heartless or even Nobodies unexpectedly appeared. The lawn of Wayne Manor was quiet and empty and only the faint noise of wind whistling through the Ihnna Woods reached her ears.

...Looks like it...? I'm sorry again for that shock, Thundaga is good for area-of-denial for aggressive enemies, but...not always great when there are allies in the blast zone either.

>She looks down to the snoring pig-man with a frown, but privately was relieved he had appeared from the forest itself. The extra muscle took out the Invisible menacing them, and without him she wasn't sure how well things would have gone.

>She instead turns to Solaire and Wade and shakes her head.

But that's just a few Heartless, and the hearts we just released from defeating them are probably already heading straight into Xemnas' clutches...

>She looks to her Keyblade and turns it in her hand. It twinkles in the daylight and for a moment she appears saddened and tired.

More hearts for him to build himself a new Kingdom Hearts. The only good thing is that it's less Heartless he has for a potential army, but if I know how he works, that's just a drop in the bucket for him that he just lost.

Solaire of Astora!SunO73XMtsCountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41559255

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>Solaire would stop at Wade's request.

Just so you know, my miracles don't hurt undead like Xion's healing magic does.

>Solaire would say assuming Wade was mistaking his healing spell to having the same effects as Xion's. But given the merc's regenerative nature, he'd be back to fighting form soon.

>Solaire would be silent for a moment as Xion spoke.

Maybe not.

>he'd say hopefully.

He was targeting me because I have a great many hearts. Perhaps he doesn't have all the heartless he needs and is looking for quick ways to bolster his numbers?

>Solaire would offer.

Sophie Ziegler!KreamylJO6Country code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41559260

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>Despite her rather ineffectual attempts at freeing herself, all the yanking and grabbing and dropping people here or there gives the girl enough time and space to finally pull herself to her feet.

>She should probably apologize to....Sucy, but doesn't really want to after being toppled on like that, plus there seems to be more important stuff going on.

>Still, on the plus side the crystal hasn't made anything explode yet either, or possessed anyone new as far as she can tell, but....

>...Dixie is in trouble and its not like any of these other people seem even remotely equipped to deal with any of this right now. Especially not Clint even if he was planning on trying anyways.

"Don't worry Clint, I'll go get Dixie. Everyone else should stay back though, so nobody dies."

>The girl turns to go before stopping for a moment, as a thought gives her pause.

"...I might be a bit late, so tell Father sorry for making him watch Lambda so long, okay?"

>Before dashing through the illusory wall as well, to try and rescue the dog so that Clint doesn't get himself killed in the attempt.

<After all....I'll just come back, even if it ends up taking a while. Not like everyone else.


>Provided she doesn't ram into anyone herself, she'd skid to a stop as she nears where Dixie has ended up being top dog in a dogpile of her own making and tries to get between her and the crowd.

"Dixie, as soon as you can, run, okay? I'll hold them off."

>The way she says everything in a matter-of-fact manner makes situations like this a little unclear, at least in regards to if it's just bravado or she somehow actually thinks she's saying absolute truths. Still, it doesn't take more than simple addition to see she's vastly outnumbered regardless of her lack of visible fear and overabundance of determination.

Leo!KreamylJO6Country code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41559261

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Unbeknownst to the pair of temporary look-a-likes (though one was much better at not causing a social media typhoon), the "Real" Sephiroth whatever that even means in a world like Rigel Prima, wasn't the only one troubled by the sudden flurry of rumors.

>No, while the confrontation that ended Dom's string of tomfoolery plays out, in another location a much more sharply dressed figure finishes their own line of questioning before stepping off to watch the crowds with an odd expression plastered on his or her androgynous face.

>After several moments of this, followed by a shake of the head and a rather drawn out sigh of what seems to border on annoyance, the rather young looking adult in the expensive looking suit rapidly types out what sounds to be a rather lengthy message on their phone before heading off in the direction of the increasingly cold trail.

<At first....Leo hadn't been sure what to think about the rumors, Ghosts are too unscientific for a proper report, even if this world has plenty of things weirder roaming around it, but hoping the Previous Captain of the Riftguard had survived what had been basically a confirmed report of his death, well even if the man had been worth looking up to....that'd be troublesome in its own way. Still....

<No, it's not like there's any point sorting any of that out, especially as from the sounds of it whoever these recent sightings have been about don't sound like any known version of the man in question. From some timeline gone horribly wrong, or however separate dimensions actually work, no doubt.

<Still, disgraceful buffoon or not, anyone even remotely resembling the SOLDIER First Class known as Sephiroth was a priority target, and Leo can still remember the last time where that was made painfully clear. So....a few more hours on the trail and then back home to Rip, followed by keeping tabs on any future appearances, on top of anything else that might be out of sorts.

>As the lanky woman with the long raven black hair comes to mind, Leo's sharp gaze seems to soften a bit for a few moments, as the Turk stops to make an additional check in, though this time of a more personal nature than a professional one.

<Those are at least generally the easier of the two, aside from when auditions go poorly and invariably the topic shifts to lines of work that fit Rip's other talents. Its not like she needs to work anyways, especially not in this line of work, the one she had managed to escape from no less, but it's not like it ever ends well, or ends at all with the way it keeps coming up.

<Still, every relationship, even one as hard to pin a single name on as theirs (after all, its not like they're married but well, is she still a girlfriend if we're living together?) has the occasional fight presumably...and things have been going really well for the most part otherwise. She's safe and well, they're both generally happy, right? Asking for anything more than that, especially in this crazy world of real magic and evil clowns and the like seems like a fairy tale sometimes.

<Even if its not always picture perfect, it doesn't really have to be. Well, not that Leo could even begin to claim to be an expert on something as complicated seeming as love, but surely part of it is about being willing to deal with things not playing out exactly like they do in sappy plays and novels. Though thankfully, they don't have to play out like they tend to in a lot of popular operas either for that matter, even if it takes more chances than anyone could expect to have.

>Still, that's enough reminiscing, after all, the sooner the work is done, the sooner this nonsense can be put to rest, and daydreaming about one's love when they're waiting for you to return home just keeps them waiting longer after a certain point. Even if it does take some of the edge off to focus on something other than local troubles for a few moments here or there.

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Qrow doesn't even bat an eye, his flask up to his lips as he absentmindedly smacks the ring out of the air and straight into the exact center of the volcano without even paying attention to it.

"...Okay, Is that all or does something happen?"

At the very least everything here seemed to be going smoothly and simply, it wasn't like he really had to worry about much. Especially not with Stein here since it wasn't likely he'd let anything go wrong

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>Wade turns his head over to Solaire. His eyebrow raised as he internally questions what he had just said.

I'm not an undead I-...ya know what save that for later.

Don't worry about it. Not the first time I've dove head first into friendly fire.

>As Xion gives her take on the situation Wade slowly raises to his feet. A few of his bones could be heard popping as he does so. Some quick stretches would make sure everything was back in its proper place.

So one of those damned if we do damned if we don't situations then. From what you're saying it sounds like those things used to be people.

>Soalire giving his own take would bring Wade's attention to him. He grabs one of his wrists to spin his hand in place to return feeling to it before swapping to the other.

Yeah I was kind of wondering about that. What are you doing with all those anyway?

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>Xion shakes her head and sighs. She's conflicted, worried, and shifts in place as she continues to look around for any last minute surprises that could hop out at them on the Manor lawn.
It could be, but I don't think for many people he tries to change are for the numbers. It's also the strength of the Heartless they really want. Strong Heartless are virtually unstoppable and can have some really strong abilities that can do things like change the environment around them.
>She pauses and looks back to Solaire with a worried frown.
But the number isn't bad either, and a mass of small Heartless can be just as overbearing as one giant Heartless too. I fought something like that in Town, it was a massive tower of tiny Heartless surging together like one entity. It completely swamped a neighborhood...and when it was gone, the police investigated and found the entire neighborhood was empty. Deserted. Only people who weren't there when the Heartless appeared were okay, but everyone else...?

>Xion, after seeing no sign of the Organization around for so long, sighs and lets her Keyblade disappear. She hugs herself and stares out towards the forest. Her brows knit together in consternation but her eyes reflect a deep worry.

>She nods and turns her head to look to Wade next.
They did. Or, mostly. Heartless can form from anything that's sapient, if they have intelligent thought they'll get their hearts stolen and turned into a Heartless. And when someone becomes a Heartless, they become lost to the Darkness. They lose their identity, their thoughts, they just become mindless monsters always looking for more hearts.

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Homestuck: [S] Collide Track 1 - Creata (Canon Edit)

>The trio, their delivery made, are privy to the sight of the volcano rumbling to life. Lava, agitated and hissing like a furious serpent sloshed within the volcano's basin.

>Meanwhile, for those who proceeded to the victory platform in the stretches of Paradox Space, would be in full view of Skaia in its divine beauty. The checkerboard surface of the Battlefield housed within was not visible with the density of while clouds obfuscating the state of the land below. Behind the Time and Blood players sprang the symbol of Sburb, a house partitioned into geographic shapes with one square cut from the whole. It towered and awaited the final stage of Sburb: the creation of the Genesis Frog.

>Players below retreated to a far distance, watching as the volcano seethed. It fumed and rumbled and the Land of Alcohol and Frogs similarly rumbled furiously in turn. The golden rings fivefold of Derse melted within the heat of the lava and sunk within the scorched depths. Gases gathered and in one singular roar of earth and fire the volcano expelled its contents high into the atmosphere. Within the lava something purple emerged and soared for the sky above, leaving a trail of smoke behind its wiggling tail.

>At the victory platform a whistling noise preceded the rush of wind from something massive bypassing the platform. Purple and blue, flashing with electric light, the form of the amphibian metamorphosed as it surged up to Skaia. The clouds rippled, the frog disappeared, and for a few minutes the world was silent.

>Then, in a brilliant flash, a high croaking noise...sounding...mostly like air whistling from a teapot broke the silence. Purple washed the world, and when it faded...a creature hover in place of Skaia. It stared out at Paradox Space, its body wreathed in a halo of flickering violet light.

>By god, it was...

>IT WAS....


Soul Eater SoundTrack - In His mind [HD] 1080p.

Completely lame!

Kano!tcSassyDEQCountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41559285

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Ehhh? Sorry pal, you'll have to speak up a bit!

>Kano does take a few steps closer, but makes sure to at least have enough room to make a run for it should the creature try anything funny.

I'd get closer, but to be honest you kinda creep me out! Besides, gotta be a reason they got so strict a guard on you!

So! What's the deal big guy?

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>She could barely keep track of what was happening. One second the lizard lady was reaching for the gem, the next she was tied up and the gem was bouncing away. The next thing she knew the dog had apparently caught it only to leap into one of the people she had seen in the next room. The dog was almost surely dead. But that didn't matter. Even the girl stepping into the room wouldn't stop her from getting what was rightfully hers.

I said it's mine!

>Now free from Clint's grasp she reaches into her bag to pull out several large vials containing various glowing liquids. She hurls them through the magical wall where they would more then likely shatter on the ground causing them to mix together. A purple gas would begin to fill the room. Any organic creature that breathed it in would quickly find themselves becoming woozy. Their nervous systems shutting down rapidly. Before running in after her gem she would put on her own gas mask to protect her from the effects.

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I'm guessing he is referring to either the souls or the humanities I carry around.

>Solarie would respond.

Not sure which would correspond to "hearts."

>Solaire would ponder what Xion said for a moment.

These heartless sound much like the Hollows of my world. Succumbing to the Dark Sign and mindlessly hunting people for humanity and souls.

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>The figure would raise its head up, a hateful glare met Kano.

Bring me water, and I'll tell you.

>He'd say in a dry, scratchy voice.

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>The tadpole would shoot from the volcano with a mighty blast. The colorful creature launching into the sky like a rocket would fill the foal with a sense of wonder. His eyes locked onto it as it made its way to the Battlefield. It only took seconds but it was a memory he would cherish forever. There was no sound when the Battlefield cracked open leaving the frog floating above them in its majestic glory. At least that's how a young mind would behold the pathetic sight.

Oh Celestia....

>The foal lets out sounding disappointed. Before long two of his mechanical arms would lift him up, the other two spread along with his arms as though mimicing his own.


>He shouts in excitement. The wonder in his eyes equivalent to seeing Santa Claus, or even the Easter Bunny for the first time. A bonified mythical creature had just been born right before his eyes. The light from the event reflecting off his eyes and the tears welling up inside of them.


>He says softer as his forearms drop along with the two mechanical arms. Both sets flopping down as the wonder seemed to turn his brain off for that moment.

.....Ok what the fuck is that?

>John would say in absolute monotone as he blankly looks at the frog hovering before them. This was the first time he had seen a Genesis Frog. But he knew that there was no reason why it should look like that.

Are you two seeing this? Because I'm half way thinking this whole thing has been some fucked up dream to further torture me.

>He turns around to look at Bailey and Koki. Their trip to the victory platform went off without a hitch. Though carrying Ken was a bit rough on his own arms.

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>Waiting patiently at the victory platform that John had led them too, Koki is thrown off guard by the sudden appearance of a segmented house symbol.

< The exit?

>With little time to ponder the doors function, Koki is soon after, nearly thrown off balance by the rush of wind and crack of lightening. Having had little to no information about exactly what they were trying to accomplish over the course of this entire game, seeing this massive frog like thing being born right before her eyes was almost awe inspiring. Though Koki had never seen a frog before in her life, it felt like there was something off about the creature. Beyond its powerful and commanding presence. Turning to John, Koki questioningly motions towards the purple frog in the sky, having no idea what it's purpose was. Briefly distracted from her why she had rushed to this platform in the first place.

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>While Appleslice reveled in the 'glory' that was the Genesis Frog, Stein stared at the frog in the distance. His mouth had parted loosely and it took him a few moments even after the Equestrian's outburst to finally come out of his bewildered trance.



>He casts a dubious glance at Qrow and opens his mouth to say something about the state of the creature in the sky. It was, by all metrics, a frog. It however didn't look much like the sequencing of genetic pairs intended it to look. The frog was too fat, his arms and lets too small, and his face somehow squashed like a bulldog's.

>He, however, relents. As many misgivings he had about how the frog looked it still at the end of the day was a frog.

>He sighs and holds up his hand to summon a pack of cigarettes to his awaiting palm. After striking up and igniting a new stick, the doctor took a long and satisfying drag and instead enjoyed the sight of their wonderful giant abomination. It wasn't at all what he would have liked, but at the end of the day did it matter? They undoubtedly unlocked the exit.

>That was all that mattered now.

Okay, that should do it. We can finally leave this game, all we have to do is head to the victory platform and leave out of the door that appeared there.

>He motions for his companions to follow him, leaving the volcano behind. The exit awaited, and honestly he was looking forward to finally leaving the game. The doctor had far too many commitments outside now to stay, and his reasons for playing had all vanished to him.

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>Now, the gremlins back home talked a lot about Sburb and their experience with it. While there was a lot of things different, they all talked about the frog being the end goal, and all described some beautiful cosmic being. But this?



>Bailey put her face in her hands and her ears would go flat on her head from it. Though, this feeling wouldn't go on forever, as Bailey pried her face from her hands to turn her head towards the "house"

....that must be the exit.

Kano!tcSassyDEQCountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41559317

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Mmn.. well, first of all!

>He says as he spins around and starts to walk away a little bit.

I'm not stupid!

>He says, spinning back around with a smile on his face.

Y'know, with you glaring at me oh so intimately, I'd be surprised if the first thing you did wasn't attempting to rip me right in half! So! How about we try this again?

>His eyes begin to glow red, and he spins around once more, doing a full 360. And as if by some form of magic, what looks like a glass of water appears in his hand.

My name's Kano! I'm the only person here with both the ability and the curiousity to give you what you want!

>He takes a seat on the floor, and places the glass of water directly beside himself, much out of the reach of the strange creature.

So tell me, fish-man. Why're ya down here?

And I wouldn't make too much of a commotion if I were you. The guards are still out there.

>As he finishes a large grin appears on his face. This sure was fun!

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Alright! Now off to finally clean Screwloose's room!

>He picks up the mop bucket and other materials before kicking the chair off screen and somehow completely out of the area.

Better grab a spare bucket cause I've kind of been neglecting that duty for a while so it's gonna be duuusuty.

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>Alice watched the whole scene unfold while in her drowsy, zombie-like state, her eyes widening as Dixie went through the door.

"Oh Sh- Dixie?!"
>Without questioning it or even surveying her surroundings, Alice went after her almost bumping onto Sucy on the way in.

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>Cait softly groans in response as she looked around, herself under the impression that she would likely run into that individual again.

>Amanda in the meantime wrapped up a quick background check and wrote down his information before returning.

"Alright, everything checks out. Just be aware a detective will likely be in contact with you in, I don't know a day or so. You're not in trouble or anything, we just need to follow up with this all..."

>She stopped and made eye contact with Cait.

"...You don't have her name by chance do you?"
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>Cozy replied with a slightly evil smirk, her eyes giving a little glint of the fire hidden deep inside of her.

"I am so glad we're on the same level now~"
>She said before clearing her throat a little.

"I have been watching you for quite some time now Ms Bridget Spooner, and I must say, you have a rather impressive set of skills~"

"Have you been a thief for long?"

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>Still completely tied up by the magic bindings, Casey can only wriggle as she attempts to escape. Having only barely touched the gem, Casey is quick to regain her conscious self and panics as she watches three of their party rush in after Dixie, Grell having only succeeded in preventing Clint from blindly rushing in. Helpless to do anything, Casey continues to wriggle about, bumping up against Grell's shoes in an attempt to get her attention and hopefully, free her.


>The moment Sophie rushes in, she would find that Dixie was in the middle of a tug of war with the Plague doctor, fighting over the red gem securely in Dixie's mouth.

Let go you dumb-[/b]

>The woman quickly lets go upon noticing Sophie enter the room, causing Dixie to tumble backwards, gem still in mouth. The sudden loss of the tug of war causes the rest of the rooms inhabitants to take notice of Sophie in her selfless attempt to save the foolish hound. Quickly, each of them arm themselves, ready to take down the intruder.

[i]There's more of them?!

>Frank meanwhile, remains exactly where he was before, sitting at his computer, supposedly still working on a new piece of music.


>It's only once Frank hears the sound of several shattering glass bottles does he turn his attention towards the commotion interrupting his work. As poorly ventilated as the room was, the poisonous gas quickly fills the room and obscures everyone vision. The massive three headed dog standing the closest to Frank and the Headless Horseman's Horse begins to cough and hack as the gas fills it's lungs, it's legs shaking as it's strength wanes. The red eyed vampires had manage to quickly cover her face as the gas filled the room, but with little else to protect her from the poisons effects, she cast a spell that teleports her out of the room in an act of self preservation. The last of those who could be directly effected is the spider girl, who quickly scrambled up the wall to try and get away from the gas. With just enough added time, she weaves a small face mask for herself. Though the added protection would buy her very little time before the poison would too effect her.

Do not let the dog escape.

>At Franks command, the spider girl launches a webbed net at Dixie to container her, but within the brief moment of freedom, Dixie had already taken Sophie's advice and was running towards the exit. Nearly bumping into Sucy as she rushed in with her gas mask as the webbed netting splat on the ground next to the exit.

Destroy the intruders. Leave the dog alive.


>Having been thrown off balance by narrowly avoiding getting caught in webbing, and bumping into Sucy, Dixie bumps into Alice as she too rushed in, causing the gem to fall out of her mouth and steering Alice on course to be trapped in the sticky webbing on the floor. Without further hesitation, the Headless Horseman, and Grim Reaper ready their weapons and charge forward, fully immune to the effects of the gas, ready to attack Sophie. The Undead Egyptian Caster prepares a spell while the skeletal dragon takes to protecting Frank while the Three Headed Dog was quickly becoming incapacitated.


>>Both targeted towards Sophie

Roll 1d1000 = 272 Sword Slash (Headless Horseman)

Roll 1d1000 = 388 Sythe Slash (Grim Reaper)


>The Plague Doctor zeroes in on Sucy as she enter, pulling out her knife and rushes towards the frail witch.

Roll 1d1000 = 983 Stab

Your blasted gas is going to ruin my experiments!

>Though the last to act, the twin Skeleton Gunslingers both raise their revolvers, and fire in unison at the trapped Alice. Both shots landing their mark and piercing right through the small witch, through the illusion door, and ricocheting in the next room with Grell, Clint, and Casey.

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>Seemed this little filly was not one to mince words. Clearing her throat, Bridget briefly glances about the shop to ensure nobody heard her.

Not so loud, if everyone knows, then you'll have nothing on me anymore.

>Running her hand through her hair to regain her composure, she continues.

It takes a lifetime to learn what i know. But taking these pictures...

>She says, tapping on the folder.

That took skill and planning. What does a little filly like you want with someone like me anyways?

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>Before Clint could really get going, he was immediately stopped in his tracks and flopped onto his back. It was impressive to see Grell just slam him down with one arm like that. Though either she had some strength that she didn't really show, or Clint had grown more tired and weaken than he had originally thought.

urgh....w-wait! WAIT!

>While Clint had been on his back, he lifts up his arm towards Sophie and the other girls who ran into the room. Clint couldn't stop them, but he immediately started rolling himself over to try picking himself up, with the bullet ricocheting from the door which they had entered, he could already assume things are going badly. Clint turns to Grell with desperation in his eye

Grell, Dixie isn't just a dog, we need to get her, safe.

>Without another word, Clint quickly turns around, pulling out his revolver and marching after the girls. This wasn't a good development. Capturing Frank might be harder now that they both need to do that and make sure Dixie is Safe. He didn't want to think about it, but the idea of having to pick capturing Frank or saving Dixie was popping up.

Deadpony!rjtGfDeadICountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41559336

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So basically like some kind of super powered zombie? Well don't that beat all?

>Wade was somewhat familiar with the premise. Or at least it was explained in a way he could understand.

Kind of reminds me of that report we got a few years back. Something similar was happening in Canterlot. We thought it was just more slavers but the methods weren't matching up, to sloppy. Apparently they tried going after Princess Celestia. Thought she was making up stories at first but the reports I got matched to clearly for it to be a fib.

>It was so long ago, why make themselves exposed now? They must be getting close to something or at least reminding people the exist just to spook them.

Ok but like why do you have those? Is this part of your tragic origin story or something?

>He couldn't think of many reasons why someone would be running around with more then one soul, or heart, or whatever. A part of him was reminded of Screwloose's explanation of his home turf. But those souls ended up being eaten by a weapon some or some other anime sounding thing.

Cozy Glow!chess2d34ECountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41559343

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"Well it helps to own the majority stock of half the places you hit~ Camera footage is very easy to come by~"
>She commented, waving her hoof dismissively.

"And I am here seeing if you wanted to get your hands dirtier going after a bigger fish than some department store~"
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Father Lawrence!.ZzGrellBsCountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41559367

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>Father Lawrence nods to the police officer, but upon her asking he pauses and frowns.

Her name? It's...

>He stops midsentence and blinks in bewilderment as he realized something fairly crucial.

>He squints at her. Did she ever actually say her name to him? He didn't want to invade her privacy and press too many questions. Though now had he thought of it, she hadn't told him her name in the short time he knew her. He lifts his brows and looks down to the small cat and rubs his chin.

I...don't think she ever mentioned it to me, now that I think about it...?

>He tilts his head and lowers his hand from his chin, regarding the small cat with a frown.

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>With Clint successfully pinned Grell had hoped that would be it and the damage from Clint's stupid dog could be mitigated. Those hopes flew out the window, however, when the purple haired girl races into the room beyond and through the shimmering wall.

WAIT! IT'S-...just a dog.

>Her expression falls and she growls.

Well, this situation isn't too-

>The two witches interrupt her observation and Grell's expression goes flat.

...Well nevermind. I suppose this is going to go poorly after all.

>Grell huffs and moves her hand off the man's chest.

Clint it's just a ruddy dog! You can buy another one, it's not worth running into your death! If anything you're going to get everyone here killed! And who will have to clean up that mess?! Me!

>She jabs a thumb towards herself, focusing him with a severe scowl.

>But Clint had simply scrambled after the rest through the portal despite her own attempt to save his life. She stands there in the hall beyond the shimmering barrier, her brows pinched in annoyance and mouth drawn thin.


>The Reaper pauses, puts a hand to her chest and wrinkles her nose in disgust. Oh lord she sounded almost like William right there, this situation was rolling beyond her comfortable boundaries when she was trying to be the reasonable one. She shakes her head sharply and lets out a frustrated sigh but doesn't follow immediately after him or the other merry band of idiots.


>The persistent nudging at her ankle was already irritating enough. She snaps her head to gaze down and sees the little salamander wriggling about like a bound fish struggling about at the bottom of a fisherman's boat. The reaper sighs dramatically and kneels down. Her hand reaches into her coat and slips a small pair of tiny red scissors. She slips the blade over the loops and effortlessly snips the cables off. The steel of a Reaper's tool could easily cut through anything, after all, and some simple restraints were nothing to fret over.

>As she carefully unloops more of the cables keeping Casey stuck she sighs dramatically.

I suppose you'd like to rush in and join them in their crusade to give me work today? I wouldn't relish having to collect your souls but if the situation demands it I'm afraid I can't turn my head and give everyone a pass.

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<Be Eridan Ampora.

>You are Eridan Ampora, and as was the last few times the narrative changed to being you, the same constant remains. You are imprisoned in Equestrian jail with nothing to your name. You have no left arm and you are patently miserable every waking moment of your life. Your cell lacks any kind of comfort and would be some would consider inhumane to hold any prisoner for a short term, let alone the time you've been in it. The guards hate you platonically for the crimes you committed, which includes enslaving Equestrians and escaping from jail before. While you had orchestrated your first escape, your subsequent escape attempts were not made by you, but you have still been punished summarily for it, which includes nullifying the plea deal which you put your Hopes into sending you to the mythic new planet of the trolls that existed in this solar system.

>After your attempt to hang yourself some things have been different. The ceiling has recessed lighting to prevent anything from being suspended from it. The lights themselves are always on, supposedly to keep an eye on you, but it interferes with your ability to sleep.

>Sleep is the only way you can escape your confinement and gently shore up your own mental state. It serves as an escape from your patently miserable life and you attempt to do so on a regular basis. You escape to a realm known as the Dreambubbles, a sanctuary that you find fairly lonely but otherwise bearable existence compared to the nature of your life outside of them. You wish you could stay in the bubbles permanently but since they took any way for you to make that a reality, you opt to instead try sleeping as long as possible no matter the light or noise that could be made. Sometimes the guards will rouse you to check if you've perished or simply to wake you if you happen to look too happy while being asleep.

>The nature of your living status means you cannot maintain contact with the few ghosts who tolerate your presence in the bubbles. There are however plenty of ghosts who don't know you which makes greeting them lack the stigma of your past actions in SGRUB. You have met living people very rarely who are also dreaming, which includes your pale crush Barris Ki'Teer, her friend the alpha dog girl, a white haired player from the 'second' session of Rigel Prima.

>You've been promised freedom and succor from your imprisonment but again your Hope is languishing on that being reality. Despair envelops you as a blanket sometimes and if it hadn't been for the Dreambubbles you probably would put more a concerted effort of making your stay in the bubbles permanent. You're still on the fence, honestly, but the ire of your other ghosts in the bubbles stays your hand. You are after all a long-lived troll, you can potentially outlive this misery and find freedom again. You are also the only known 'Living' version of yourself, an opportunity of greatness that other versions of you covet jealously.

>In your nature as a Prince of Hope you kind of messed up that 'opportunity' part but there's still a chance, and a faded memory of promises of grand plans of liberation. It's a nice dream, even if you suspect it will never happen.

>You settle in your usual spot, a cleanish corner of the cell with your body tilted for the back of your head to block the light and shadow everything enough to let you sleep. It's easier, at least, to fall asleep lately. Your constitution is shot. It's easier to sleep than stay awake, and being awake physically drains whatever batteries charge for you while you're asleep.

>It suits you well and you decide to cash in on it by falling the fuck asleep for another escape to the dreambubbles. As always you hope for an experience with a Barris ghost, and you wouldn't turn down an experience to find one of the Rigel Priman ghosts and strike up some kind of conversation. If you can't have any of that you figure you'll wander the bubble's landscape and enjoy stretching your spectral legs.

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