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Better Layton Never Thread #67: Passing on the torch Deadpony!rjtGfDeadICountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41562781[View All]

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

>Somewhere in Silver City, a Powerful Pair of heroes monitor the world which they have so eagerly dedicated to protect over the last few years. An unsung hero and his faithful Awesome Lad ready themselves as an alarm blairs signaling their call to action.

Holly Tolito Thread Man, it's the call to action alarm! It's time for Thread Man and Post Boy to save the world.

...No Post Boy, I'm afraid my time is up.

>The hero looks at the alarm in stern silence. He had only heard this very alarm once before. He knew well what it meant for him and his sidekick.

But Thread Man! You can't say that. This is a job only you can handle.

Post Boy, I have mentored you well over the last year, and never once have I heard you be more wrong then you have been now. It's your turn, boyo. The time has come for you to take up the mantel.

>Post Boy looks at his mentor in shock. Never once since he was adopted by Thread Man after his own parents were killed by The Sager had he heard his hero speak in such a way.

But...But Thread Man! I can't possibly do this on my own! I'm not ready. I still need you. The world still needs you to protect them.

That's where you're wrong, Post Boy. It is true, I have been here for longer then any other Thread Man to date. I alone have carried this mantel for far longer then any who had come before me. But I always knew that my time would come. That eventually that very alarm we hear now would signal my time to move on and make way for the next generation. Such as the previous Thread Men have before me. And now it's you're turn, Post Boy. From here on out, you are the new Thread Man.

>The Awesome Lad looks at the Cloaked Adventurer in disbelief. He can't believe that after all this time his hero would just come out and say such unbelieveable words. But in his heart of hearts he knew them to be true. Such is the inevitable fate of all Thread Men.

I.....I won't let you down, sir.

I know that, boyo. I have trained you well.

>He reaches out to grasp at Post Boy's badly drawn hand. The two stand for a moment in understanding silence. Silently saying their goodbye's as they knew what would come one he left the lair.

Now go! The world needs you..Thread Man.

>Without another word, the new Thread Man rushes off to the Mod Mobile and drives off to face the danger that threatened their world.

Mod speed, Thread Man.....Mod speed.

>The hero closes his eyes as his existence begins to fade from this world. A new day was dawing on the world. He knew the world of Better Layton Never was in good hands.
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>The indignation. Would that Scorcher had known the true limits of his foe, he would have given his all from the start and fought as a warrior rather than perceive them as prey. They carried about them an air of authority, an indomitable spirit, and a commanding aura. Clearly this was a powerful leader of some kind, far beyond the usual rabble Scorcher had encountered. The speed he employed would be beyond what Scorcher could track, leaving him wide open to the attack from behind. Only have a splint second to look at his foe before it made contact. The powerful punch smashes against his head and shakes his entire body, the stone that had become his lower half shatters and the back of his head cracks and fractures. His remaining body slams against the concrete floor. Flames jutting out from where his legs used to be. The hardened powder that made up his body gradually begin to reform. It was almost as though he was reliving his days in training, nearly a thousand years ago. Though he knew he would reform eventually should his foe seek to seal his victory in ashes, Scorcher didn't have that kind of time. He needed to find his daughter at all costs. With one weary hand raised, he signs

< "I yield"

Deep Sea King!CyJ.Bc.VtgCountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41567204

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>The Deep Sea King would stare at the crystal, listening as Dennis spoke. He could hear it tempting him, offering to him.

Quite the useful "crutch."

>He swept his mind free of its whisperings, deafening it with his own command.

Undo the bindings upon my subject.

>he would demand in both mind and voice to the Rift Crystal.

???!HxXbOrderQCountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41567205

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>The Acheron would be still for a moment, then step aside. It would declare she had been invited to the palace of the ASCENDANT RULER. He wished to speak with her.

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>Though it's temptation quickly dispersed, its presence returns shortly thereafter. Almost like a whisper, a projection of intent, the crystal seems to respond with grateful honor. That it existed purely to serve the strong. The ethereal wire and chains are reduced to mist and Dennis drops to the floor with a hearty thud, landing on one knee.


>Dennis rolls his neck and pops various joins as he adjusts to life free of the chains once more. Though he couldn't help but wonder at the "subject" comment. Not that he would argue against it, given who was saying it. After all, his last employers had left him to rot in this makeshift prison. If not for the Deep Sea King showing up, who knows how long he would have been trapped down here. Speaking of...

I appreciate the help, er, your majesty.

>He says as he clumsily bows.

But i have to ask, how did you find me here? Or uh, i guess what I'm asking is why come get me yourself?

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< The what now?

>Koki thought to herself. It was certainly a new title, and a bold one at that. At last she was making progress in learning about who exactly was pulling all the strings around here. She nods to the Acheron and climbs out of the box, still recovering from her earlier injuries, the limps for a moment before gently hovering above the ground.

< "Where do i go?"

>She signs. This was a rather large world and so far as she knew, the dersite moon had been destroyed so there was no palace there to claim. Unless this ASCENDANT RULER had claimed the Prospitian one? Given the unprecedented creativity and intelligence of the monsters she wouldn't be surprised if they had built and entirely new palace somewhere in these lands.

Deep Sea King!CyJ.Bc.VtgCountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41567219

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>The Deep Sea King looked at the magic gemstone with disgust. He rolled it into the palm of his hand, then clasped tightly around it. Squeezing as tight as he could to crush or grind it into dust. He and his kind had been born superior, he needed not this pathetic trinket. The ocean granted him all the power he needed.

I was informed by a surprisingly useful land dweller. Seems to be the only one who respects and remembers when we ruled this world.

>He'd say as he turned his attention back to Dennis.

As for why, you are a merman shackled by a land dweller. Even if you are of lesser breed, it is sickening and I will not stand it. The fact they require such trickery to contain you shows how wrong it is. We are above them, we shall not let them think otherwise.

>He would state firmly.

Now what is your name?

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>The Acheron would tell her that they would escort her to the royal palace. They would take the ship they had arrive in to the nearest Transportilizer leading to Prospit.

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>Exy nods and follows along. Yet as they came closer, she could feel as though the battle had already ended without them.


>Sure enough, the sounds of battle had completely stopped and all she could hear was the sound of... sleeping? As they approach the source, Exy slows to a halt.


>She gazes about at the strange scene before her.

I guesss... it'sss over then.

>Exy didn't know a whole lot about how pokemon trainers did their thing, but even this seemed beyond what she had seen before. Putting a creature this big to sleep wasn't even a possibility in her mind, yet here it was. Fast asleep. She lets out a heavy sigh of relief. While she was fully prepared to do whatever it took to stop the rampaging monster, this was obviously the better solution.

Ssso now what... do we, take it far away from the csssity or?

>How they would manage to move such a massive creature was beyond her, but if this trainer could put it to sleep, then maybe she had a way to move it too.

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>The Rift Crystal seems to scream as it is easily crushed and reduced to a red mist that soon dissipates into nothing.


>Dennis pauses to linger on the Sea Kings words before nodding along. That all sounded about right, except for the fact that somebody told the Sea King that he was here. So far as he knew, not even his employers were aware of his position, let alone some random "land dweller".

Well uh, i am in your debt, your majesty.

>He stands upright.

Folks call me Dennis. One of the best bounty hunters and muscle you can find. On dry land least. Haven't been able to visit the ocean since I ended up in this world, so i don't know how strong everyone down there is. Strong I'm sure since you're so uh, strong.

Alt!KokiCountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41567223

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>Seemed simple enough. Just take a ship to the leaders palace. Koki gives a confirming nod and prepares to follow the Acherons lead. Though she had to wonder if she was really prepared to face such a being. Particularly alone as she was in a world now controlled by these prototyped monsters.

The Cyborg!rjtGfDeadICountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41567225

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>The main weakness of his body. Despite the heat resonating off of her, Koki's touch didn't register at all to him. One of many curses he had placed on himself in his pursuit of his mission.

>Had she heard their entire conversation? As one who could manipulate time surely she would have that ability. But he always assumed Paradox Keeper had authority over such things. Could he have been wrong this whole time?

>He looks down at Koki. His expressionless face unable to show the concern which he felt. Could he tell her the truth now? About the real end goal of his own selfish quest.

.....We will converse in our chambers once I've cleared the lingering business here. There is much you need to know before we make port.

>His words weighed down with a heavy conscience. No matter how many times the scenario played out, in ever possibility the truth came out. It would be better if it came from himself.

???!HxXbOrderQCountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41567226

>The Acheron would lead her outside, upon which one of her questions would be answered. Floating in the sky was her ship. It was mostly intact, save for the bottom of the hull where purple and gold engines had been mounted to give it flight capabilities. Rope ladders of differing sizes were hung off the sides to allow the various monsters to climb up and down from it onto the entrapped ship. The Acheron would wait till she flew up to the ship before climbing up after her.

>Should Koki care to look around, she wouldn't be able to spot any of the Derse or Prospitian workers she had seen earlier.

Deep Sea King!CyJ.Bc.VtgCountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41567227

Perhaps you should have, you wouldn't need to rely on those crystals of yours.

>The Deep Sea King would comment.

So what is your relationship to the Paradox Keeper?

>He'd then ask, he was curious to know how the two knew each other.

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"I mean, we're still offering. Wouldn't hurt that much to let off what's on your chest," Sunset said with a warm smile. "Even if we might not be able to help find a solution to whatever's troubling you, you might figure it out just by saying it out loud. Think of it like shouting it out into the void or talking to stuffed animals."

"I'm Sunset Shimmer, just so that we're not total strangers anymore."

Sawada Tsunayoshi!tcSassyDEQCountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41567230

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>Tsuna would skid to a stop as he lands on the ground, taking a moment to balance himself and turn back to look at Scorcher.

>He was a little surprised, actually. He didn't expect that kind of result. He supposes Natsu did more to him than he figured.

>At the sign to concede the fight, Tsuna sighs in relief.

Then I suppose you have no objections to me taking you in.

>Tsuna once again puts his hands together, and his flames begin to pulse like they did when he absorbed one of Scorchers earlier attacks.

>His hands were in a different position though. This time, he intended on freezing Scorcher to make it easier to bring him back to Vongola HQ.



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>Not too far away, sitting on a nearby rooftop, Kano had been watching quite curiously as this entire fight unfolded.

>He found it a bit sad that the one he was rooting for lost, but this whole thing actually interested him quite a bit, and he didn't want it to end quite yet.

>He'd stand up, and begin talking to himself, too quietly for the two fighting below to hear him.

Come on now! You can do better than that!

>His eyes would glow red, and he'd jump down off the rooftop, landing onto the ground below.

>He'd be completely invisible to the two as he walked towards Scorcher, and looked to Tsuna.

>Suddenly, from Tsuna's perspective, a large blast of flames would erupt from Scorcher, covering his whole body and burning intensely. Tsuna would stop pulsing his flames and take a step back in a bit of shock in response, no longer sure what to do, and in his confusion, Kano takes the opportunity to throw a solid punch right square in his face.

>Scorcher though, wouldn't see any of this fire, and would simply see Tsuna stop his advance towards him, and then suddenly reel back from some invisible force.

Alright! Don't disappoint me now!

>Scorcher would however be able to hear these words, though would be unable to see where they're coming from.

Amanda!PoPo1HRGNoCountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41567234

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>Amanda kept an eye on where her hands were, the officer now relying solely on her gut and training by this point.

"About what exactly?"
>She asked sternly through the door.

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>Alice inspected her old wand before smirking at Clint.
"Hmm~ You know, two crystals may be better than one~"
>She said with a playful snicker.

>Alice soon notices Monello start to have what looked like a mental break down. Unsure what to do, she stood off to the side, the witch stepping in as Monello started to sob and grab her head.

"H-hey, c'mon now..."
>She'd say calmly, hoping to de-escalate whatever she was doing.

"Not everyday you kill someone, sure... But hey... It happens?"
>Alice's lack of tact and social skills starts to show.

>Alice doesn't seem to pay much mind to Casey; however, Alex joins in on her celebration.

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>The think tank cheerfully replied before linking with Ultra-Bot.

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>Koki looks up at the cyborgs expressionless face with a mournful gaze. She couldn't help but feel that the worst was yet to come and with this strange man sharing such ominous information, it was clear that those times grew ever closer with every passing moment. She slowly nods and lets go. Taking a step back as she glances around at the cheering crew.

Probably for the best they don't know...

>Koki turns and heads towards the captains chambers.

I'll be waiting.

>Barely a second passes before Grunt I rushes up to the cyborg, still wearing their wetsuit and dripping water.

Cap'n! The er, catch a the day is startin ta stir. Ye may want to uh, check if it's still fresh?

>Grunt I wasn't entirely sure how much of a secret the rescued pony was supposed to be, so they did their best to speak in coded terms.

Alt!KokiCountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41567248


< Why didn't i think of that?

>Already impressed by the ingenuity of their leader, she ponders her own shortcomings. It seemed to simple a solution.

< No workers?

>She would think to herself. Odd considering this must be something of a prized item. Or at least she would think it was a prized item since it belonged to a player. Though, perhaps whoever this ASCENDANT RULER was indifferent towards them. That was assuming of course that they were some form of mutated construct created by the game itself.

DennisCountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41567249


Uh... yeah.

>Dennis rubs the back of his neck, almost embarrassed he'd resorted to using the crystals to boost himself. Upon the mention of Paradox Keeper however, he perks up in genuine confusion.

Uh, never met the guy myself, but i know of him. Some big player in ensuring the timeline remains in balance at all costs. My former bosses talked about him a lot and would instruct us on how to avoid him by any means necessary.

>He shrugs

Never really questioned why. When supreme overlords from the future tell you to avoid someone, you just kind of accept it.

>He pauses and stammers.

Ur, uh, perhaps i said too much.

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>Take him in? Was this guy serious? Having fully expected to simply be struck down here and now, that he might sooner begin the process of rebuilding himself, it was almost insulting how his enemy thought capturing him would be the better choice. Truly a fools move. If only he had a distraction of sorts. A wandering pedestrian, a stray animal, a wayward sportsball of some kind...



>Not quite understanding what exactly was going on, Scorcher would take advantage of this wonderfully timed distraction. Whether it was by fate he be provided a second chance or simply that this human must have many enemies for one to suddenly appear, mattered not to Scorcher. As soon as he could, Scorcher seizes the moment as his body and flames would suddenly crumble into ash and smoke, and begin swirling around Tsuna's legs. Fast and faster they would spin as they climbed up his body, threatening to relieve him of the clear air he currently enjoyed.

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>Though the think tank was able to connect to Ultra-Bot in it's current state with little to no issue, deciphering the data would be an entirely different matter. The data would read as that of a manic programmer desperate to create functioning code, and a senile wizard attempting to create new magic with untapped potential. From what few readings were clear enough to understand, the primary OS known as Ultra-Bot had been terminated. All remaining associated data was nothing short of a whirlwind of backup programs and emergency protocols desperately attempting to reform the shattered remains of the machines corrupted OS.

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"We mentioned why prior to my arrival via phone. I can only disclose so much in public presences ma'am. You understand the gravity of the recent situation and occurrence that you and an auxiliary were present for. We understand your friend was directly involved and we need your help. Surely you understand, you will be listed as colluding, and aiding and abbeding among many other charges."

>She spoke smoothly and sincerely, but the tap of her foot lightly hinted at a sense of hurry to her situation. Emphasizing certain words.

"Please open the door Miss."

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Ha. Hah.

>Clint let out a dry, fake laugh. No sense of actual humor in it. Though. He was glad that Alice didn't just try rushing for it. Instead of going to destroy the Gem now. He thought about it, and would pocket it for now. Thinking that perhaps he could find someone to closer inspect it. Who? Not sure. A later problem.

>Clint gives a quick glance over at the rest of the gang. A small sense of relief washing over him as he saw nothing....worse was going on? No surprise zombies. No surprise attacks. Even Casey seemed fine too! Good to see her kicking still. Clint let out a sigh, maybe now he'd be able to get some rest after all this.....

>He's mind was pulled away from the idea of rest, though, as Dixie spoke to him. Clint turning to look at his four legged companion, then at Monello. The large man wasn't entirely sure what to do here. He had no idea who this little girl was, or why exactly she was crying. Well, crying was probably because of the emotional high she was coming down from after the fight, duh. But....there was likely more to that.

>Clint made his way over to Monello side, going to take a seat next to her to try and by more at her level. Or. Well try to sit. Once he squatted down low enough, his knees sorta gave out and he fell to his butt with a small 'umpf." sound. From here, Clint wasn't sure if he should just let her cry it out, or....well....Clint slowly raised his arm up, going to gingerly place it on the top of her head for a small pat.

You did pretty good....

>Clint was sure she wouldn't care about what he had to say. He was pretty hopeful, though, that the headpat would be enough to try and calm her down enough to not be a complete sobbing mess.

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Eh? She did it?

>Izuku would slide to a stop on his feet, blinking several times in confusion as he saw the snake...sleeping....The small lad wasn't sure what to say at first, just looking dumbfounded for a bit before shaking his head, turning to Exy and saying.

We'd probably need to call someone to more properly secure it before doing that....Unless you have a plan already, Jenny?

>Izuku asked curiously to Jenny, as it felt she had several tricks up her sleeves. Maybe a pokeball could allow to take the sleeping snake? Or maybe her other pokemon could carry it out? How long was it even going to be asleep for?

>The snake meanwhile, would simply sleep, The only noise coming from it would be the faint sound of it's breathing.

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>Inside the girl's mind, there isn't much room to hear the voice that snuck in, even with echoing nature of Dixie's voice.

>At least not while being smothered in the midst of the shadows of the past that she's trying her hardest to drown out.

>As the cloud of light burns the darkness away and banishes the fears and hatred along with the menacing figures that accompany those feelings however, the voice that had seemed at most a whisper becomes impossible to ignore.

< Monello?

>The girl in Monello's mind sniffles and after a few moments rubs at her face, and only then begins to look around.


>After a moment she shakes her head,


>As the girl looks around the white void, for the voice it clicks that this voice isn't one she can remember hearing before at all, though...there's something about it that seems sort of familiar even so.

>The scene shifts rapidly, as if the girl is trying to remember where she almost remembers it from. Two very similar bedrooms, though the pictures on the nightstands are different, the first being a photo of a pair of black haired twins, and the other room having a photo of a large woman with a punkish looking guy...

>The room doesn't linger on either of these long, as it flips to another smaller bedroom, a book laid out on the bed that shifts before anything else can be seen, replaced by the short table with the cards from before except this time they seem to be dealt out to another spot. It lingers, before being replaced by a kitchen, the smell of baking bread and other delicious scents filling the air.

>The girl shakes her head again, none of these are right.

>A much smaller room, its details mostly obscured by fog, though this is one clearly that hasn't appeared in other memories. It's also the only one of the rooms that looked remotely "cute". An open door filled with light, a distant tune beyond it that keeps fading in and out.

>Even with the way it keeps fading in and out of the light, there's a comfort here that the other rooms never quite reached. Somewhere the other events seem to have very little sway over.

>Still, the filly seems a bit ill at ease. It's...not quite right. The voice that called her name isn't one she knows. A Stranger. Still she can't help but feel safe here. Safe enough to call out at least.

"...Who's there? How...how do you know my..."

>For the first time in what she can remember, something seems..."off" about her name. Like it's somehow wrong...but it hurts too much to think about especially with how much of a headache she has already.


>In the relative silence other voices start to drift into her head, though they're much more distant sounding so she pays them very little attention for now.


>Both of the voices seem a bit more familiar than the closer one, though she's not really sure from when either...

>Its only then that the filly notices the extra weight on her head and tries to shake it free before bolting further into the cloud of light as the room folds in upon itself like a house made out of cards.

>When she finally stops the filly seems to be hunkered down in a narrow space that smells of soot and ash. A space that has just enough space for the tiny filly to fit through without having to squeeze into it. More a hiding place than a place where anyone could actually relax or feel any comfort.

>To everyone outside her mind, the circumstance would seem quite a bit different, as Monello doesn't really respond to Alice verbally, but does seem to at least lower her hands from around her ears and try to wipe at her face as if to hide that she was crying.

>Though she mostly just smears the odd purplish mixture of blood all over her cheeks as she sniffles.

>Its only shortly after Clint pats her on the head that the girl seems to respond, though from the panic in her voice and flailing motions its pretty clear that she's not in a particularly stable state of mind.


>Monello's words seem to blend all together as she jolts free, shaking some of the remaining tears and blood from her face as she darts off in a burst of speed....

>...followed almost immediately by her stumbling over her own feet and crashing back down to the ground, her tear blurred vision, blows to the head, and exhaustion beginning to catch up with her.

>Now that she's fallen she starts to curl up while she works on trying to do her best to remember what is actually going on anyways...at least to the degree that she can without making her head hurt too much more.

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<Ssso now what... do we, take it far away from the csssity or?

>The trainer who had looked like she was preparing for another fight seems to ease up a bit at Exy's question as well as the look of relief on the younger girl's face.

<We'd probably need to call someone to more properly secure it before doing that....Unless you have a plan already, Jenny?

>Oddly enough the boy seems to be deferring to her as well, though...

<"I guess they are still just kids after all. Kids trying to deal with something us adults wanted to just overlook, huh."

"Unfortunately it's probably too big for a Pokeball to contain, but...if we can find an empty shipping container we should be able to lock it inside so my team can have time to carry it out of Silver City."

>She says matter of factly before giving the pair a sidelong look and adjusting her cap a bit.

>With a soft sigh she finally seems to relax a bit, her expression fitting more with her actual age.

"...Once I've got it away from civilization I should be able to talk some sense into it. Maybe even figure out where it came from."

>Where before it sounded like she was barking orders, there's now a softness to her voice that sounds like she's asking for help.

"Well, I can't really blame you if all you can see it as is some terrifying monster, but I get the feeling it's just trying to make sense of a new world it never asked to be in because some dumb asshole decided they wanted an exotic pet. So, if we can, I'd like to save it too."

<"They seem like good kids, so hopefully this won't get them in any trouble...."

<"If we can even manage to pull it off before this creature wakes up that is."

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>Once onboard, the ship would begin to fly off. Most of the crew were monsters, all having the crystal, ultrabot, or both prototypings. There were a few Dersites on the ship as well, but they would do their best to avoid her. Looking over the side of the ship, she'd see more cables running through the land. Not all expansive, but someone clearly had plans to do so. They soon came to where all the cables where spreading out from.

>A large power station had been built where a consort village used to be. It appeared inactive when they landed, but this seemed to a temporary situation. There were clear signs of intensive work. Koki would be escorted through the facility to a room with several Transportilizers.

Deep Sea King!CyJ.Bc.VtgCountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41567332

He was who informed me you were here. . .

>It was all very odd. An unexpectedly subservient Land Dweller, a magic abusing merman, and now talk about timelines and the future. He was half tempted to brush it off as some side affect of the crystals damaging Dennis's mind, but the merman seemed coherent.

What is this nonsense about the future?

>He would ask.

The Cyborg!rjtGfDeadICountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41567428

>The Cyborg focuses his eye on Koki. Being left in the dark seemed to be an all too common thread in her life. As much as he hated doing so himself, it seemed necessary for her to get where she inevitably needed to be in her life. He hoped he could answer all her questions soon.

>The grunt approaching him would draw his attention. Just one piece of business to be done before he could commence with his desire.

Acknowledged. I will make my way down immediately.

>He gives a confirming nod to the grunt before walking toward the docking area. The words of Paradox Keeper ringing fresh in his mind. Just what greater purpose could this Equestian have? And if they were indeed as he said then what were they doing onboard that sunken ship?

>He knew when Paradox Keeper was involved there were no such thing as accidents. This had to be part of some grand design. Even if he assured him the two had never met, he must had have a hand in their ultimate fate up to this point. He keeps his thoughts internalized as he opens the door to the docking area.

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>It was clear to Dixie that Monello was in a fragile state, one in desperate need of comfort and familiarity. So focused on her, Dixie almost didn't notice the others trying to speak as well, at least, until Monello reacted.


>Dixie whispers to Clint.

< She needs space right now Clint, i can't quite explain it, but i feel as thought i might be able to help. Just uhm, just go check on the others and make sure they're alright. And for Celestia's sake, please store that thing where it can't cause anymore problems if you do not intend to destroy it immediately.

>Meanwhile, Casey shouts from the chandelier, amidst her celebration.

Excuse me old man Clint, can you please catch me? I'd use a skeleton, but they aren't very soft to land on.

>She perks up with an idea.

Oh! Or you could catch me Alex!

>She says leaning dangerous off the edge of her perch.


>Dixie in the meantime refocuses her attention on the distraught girl. Skimming her mind for any information to help make her feel more comfortable. Initially, what stuck out was her emotional reaction to being called by her name. Remembering how the girl had shapeshifted between human and equestrian, she wondered if that was her true form? Regardless, Monello certainly didn't fit their naming conventions. Ceasing her skimming of Monello's mind, Dixie instead takes in a deep breath and slowly exhales as she attempts to insert a visualization of herself. To Monello, Dixie would appear with the comforting cloud of light. Ears and head lowered, approaching with caution, but intentionally keeping her distance. She calls out to her again.

< Don't be afraid, I'm here to help.

>Now visually set in her mind, Dixie can get a more clear view of the distorted concepts visualized.

< What happened?

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>Exy nods along in agreement to everything Jenny says. While she hadn't known her for very long, if she already had a plan to move the snake without anyone else getting hurt, then that was fine with Exy.


>Exy thinks of Jenny's suggestion.

I don't know how much help i could be with that. I only make exssssplosssionsss. Oh!

>She turns to Midoria

But he has super strength powers! He could probably use them to help drag the snake into a container and then bend the doors shut. Right?

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>Though she was understandably nervous with there being so many monsters around, she couldn't help but be drawn to the few Dersites that were on board. She almost wanted to question them for what they knew, but given how they were avoiding her, it would likely put them in harms way. Their people had enough of that already.

< Woah...

>Peering over the egde of the ship and seeing the extensive cable network connecting to a power station was a sight to behold. This was far beyond anything either the Prospitians or Dersites could have made on their own. Or so she would assume.

< What could they need all this power for?

>Koki cooperates with her escorts and follows along without delay. Glancing about at the facility as they traveled. Upon arrival to the Transportilizer room, she stopped and stared.

< Are they trying to turn them back on or something?

>She recalled they had said they were turned off, but perhaps it wasn't them who did so. Given their purpose was now complete with the game over, why then would they care about turning them back on? Countless questions swirled in her mind, attempting to decipher the odds goings on.

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>Fishpaste, he had said too much. Dennis mumbled for a moment as he tried to figure out how exactly to explain what he knew to the Sea King. To him, it was obvious that lying to refusing to say was not an option here. Not if he intended to remain in one piece.

Well uh, y'see uh, i don't completely understand it myself. After i dropped into this world through one of those rift things, i went right back to my bounty hunter work when i received an offer to work for some organization that claimed they were from the future. Offered me one of those Rift Crystals as payment. Been working for them ever since. S'far as I've seen, they can predict pretty much everything that's going to happen. They know when and where all my targets are going to be, world events that occur, everything. Well uh, almost everything. Apparently, the uh, "land dweller" that imprisoned me was not something they saw coming. Even before then though, they kept talking to me in my head about how there was another time traveler messing up their plans. Told me to keep doing my thing and avoid the Paradox Keeper guy at all costs.

>He shrugs

They claim that in the far future that they're from, they command the waters, the land, and the air. Don't know how true it is, but they sound pretty sure of themselves.

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>In the docking area, the wet-suit grunts had just finished taking off their diving gear while the others were standing around the rescued equestrian.

Y'need anythin' miss? Er, hay? Apples? Uh, sugar cubes?

S-sure, something to eat... What i really need, is to just speak to whoever is in charge here.

Grunt I just ran above deck to tell the Cap'n you be wantin to see em. I'll 'av you know, while you're 'ere, you'll be showing the cap'n the utmost respect, ya hear?

Yeah, the Cap'n ain't one to be messin with. He's uh, tough as steel! Pure power runs in 'is veins!

Yeah, an 'e talks funny too!

>The Grunt receives a swift smack on the back of the head as Grunt I walks up to the group after leading the cyborg. The Grunts perk up at the sight of their beloved captain. As they move out of the captains line of sight, he can now get a clear view of their newest equestrian passenger.

You're the captain?

>The blue mare rubs her forehead around her horn. Her highly advanced suit of armor gently flickering in and out of power as her horn would faintly glow in sync. The Grunt stands cautiously around her, hands on their swords, just in case. She glares at the cyborg and looks him over.

You don't look like you're from here...

>She shakes her head and stares him down with a discerning eye.

Who are you? Where am I? and most importantly, when am I?

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<"But he has super strength powers! He could probably use them to help drag the snake into a container and then bend the doors shut. Right?"

Eheh....I-I dunno if I'm that strong. B-but I could try! I'm just worried about accidentally waking it up or maybe it won't stay asleep for long...

>Izuku seemed a bit bashful towards Exy pointing out his strength and capabilities, giving a small blush and a sheepish smile. It was a good idea though, easy for secure and fast moving. Though, the last bit he said about how long it'd stay asleep was sorta a question towards Jenny. Izuku also remembered something, as he straightened himself up and stopped being so shy.

One things for sure....that boy and the snake he's with has to do something with this. I think we need to make sure to keep them two away from the big one. More important than anything....

>For the most part, he seemed pretty onboard with Jennys idea of moving the snake away from the city. He wasn't sure how well of a life it'd live in the wild, or if it'd try coming back to the city. Perhaps they'd need to put a tracking device on it or something.
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>Alice opts to stay out of the way, after all she didn't know Monello enough to care anyway. The witch walked over to Clint.

"...So, Clint. That chunk of you I have in the void. ....Didya want it back? ....Oooooor?"

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>Clint pulled his arm away pretty quickly once Monello started freaking out even more. Clearly, a much slower pace was going to be needed for her. With Dixies mind chiming in, Clint simply nod his head, knowing that she probably knows more than him for obvious reasons. Didn't need to tell him twice. For both the crystal and the status of Monello. Clints eye looked up towards the familiar voice, and with a small huff/grunt, he'd pull himself up to his feet, holding his one arm up to her

I've only got one arm, but I'm pretty sure I can catch you.

>Such a vote of confidence for himself. At the very least, he could probably use his body as a landing mat for her to fall on. He's a pretty big target for that and she was fairly small. Wouldn't hurt probably maybe.

>While he was aiming himself for Casey, Clint turned to look at ALice. There was a brief pause as he thought about it. He'd simply shake his head, however.

That's just my elbow. Gonna still need to replace the rest of it. Might as well go for the entire thing I think...

>Most people would probably want to atleast dispose of it respectively. A part of ones self. Clint however had to deal with losing an eye and his forearm already. So at this point he was use to losing bits here and there. All it meant was dealing with reattaching it. And that'd just eat up time in his opinion.

Alex !demonRdS9QCountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41567507

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>Alex pokes his head out from under a table.

"Um, sure, give me a second..."
>He carefully crawled out from his shelter, avoiding the puddles of holy water as they evaporated.

"Ngg, ready when you are"
>He declared with his claws open and ready to catch her.

Amanda!PoPo1HRGNoCountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41567508

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"...Show me your hands and keep the where I can see them. I will slowly opened the door"

>Amanda said sternly

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>The irises of the machine's eyes twirled curiously as it tried to make sense of the information. The tank soon sighed.

"AAaaaww, it's fried... Anything that isn't corrupted doesn't make any sense without the context."

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>She manages a small smile with a nod.

"Erika, nice to meet you both"

>Helping clean up the tabletop, she took a deep breath

"...So have either of you chased a dream, but no matter how hard you work, or how much you sacrifice to achieve that dream all you get is shat on in return?"

Sawada Tsunayoshi!tcSassyDEQCountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41567516

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>Tsuna would be unsure of what to do about the swirl of ash and smoke slowly climbing up his body, and simply tries to fly upwards in an attempt to momentarily escape it.

>As he flew, he'd simply look down at it, not sure what to make of it or what to do. Fire didn't really affect this guy, and there's no way he could punch smoke.

>Plus, considering what just happened, he can apparently send invisible strikes. For now, all he could really do was evade.

Monello!TensaiToKoCountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41567519

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>The small filly doesn't seem particularly thrown off by it being a dog that's talking to her.

>In fact Dixie doesn't seem to even rate on the list of most unusual things the Pony has seen before.

< What happened?


>The panic in her voice is so unlike the angry shouting and screaming girl she was on the outside, that it might be hard to believe its actually the same person.

>Still, as she finally begins to calm back down, the filly can't help but think the question is about more than just the last thing that happened, but...

<What was it....my head really hurts...

>Still, she tries to think of the last thing she really remembers, even with it all feeling jumbled up.

"was it...that...with the wings...and..."

>If they weren't in her mind the mumbling would have likely been impossible to make out, but she seems to be reconstructing the last scene she can clearly remember.

>Especially with the world shifting to match the entryway of the Real Wayne Manor bit by bit as she does so.

>Suddenly the filly seems to jolt to attention as another piece falls into place.

"Oi, Doggy! Is my underling okay? That piznochero didn't get free an' hurt her or nuthin'?"

>As rough as her speech is, this being her first concern resonates with the scenes from her memories. Death, loss, and her need to escape from those fears having been almost all consuming within the scenes themselves.

"Tha only way ta' deal with guys like that is ta take 'em out 'fore they can do tha same ta you, but almost everyone here is some sorta idiota who doesn't get how things really are."

>Even in her own mind its clear that the filly isn't particularly steady on her hooves, like she's pushed herself way too much, apparently because she thinks she's the only one who can even do what needs to be done.

"A bastardo like that'll jus' keep comin' back unless ya put 'em down for good, no matter how much nice soundin' stuff ya say. Gramps ain't here so I gotta do it this time, 'fore he can take anythin' else away."

>From the sounds of it, it hasn't completely registered to her that the fight is over, the blows to the head apparently having thrown her for a loop in which her instincts had taken over leaving her mind to play catchup in its own time.

>Meanwhile outside her mind, she seems to just be rocking back and forth as if trying to stay conscious by sheer force of will, despite how completely and utterly a mess she looks.

ASCENDANT RULER!HxXbOrderQCountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41567535

>Her escorts would usher her onto one of the platforms, and she'd fine herself teleported to elsewhere. She'd appear in a small room with an open archway leading out. The room and hallway outside had been painted grey. She'd be greeted by a pair of monsters with the crystal prototyping. They would escort her further through this new building.

>As they walked, Koki would pass by a window and finally see where she was. They were on Prospit, in the Royal Palace. The golden landscape easily recognizable. Although, from what she could see of the royal palace, it seemed the palace had been painted grey inside and out. She'd see more Dersites and the rare Prospitian standing guard in the halls in grey armour. The Dersites would give her looks of disdain.

>They'd finally reach the throne room and Koki would be ushered inside. The room was empty save for a single throne. On it was a Dersite of medium build. His black carapace was faded and dressed in the regal white clothes of the Prospit royalty. On his left hand was a gauntlet baring the symbol of an Ox, one of the gauntlets Appleslice had made for Ken. In his right hand he held a familiar scythe, Stein's Soul Scythe. It glowed slightly with a grey light. The glint of gold could be seen on his finger, the Queen's Ring. Also of note was the prototypings he displayed. All of them were what Koki was used to. Ultra-bot, wood, match, pokeball, and Qrow. The crystal prototyping that had been on the monsters was wholly absent.

>The ASCENDANT RULER looked upon elemental. His eyes were sharp, yet seemed to lack a certain spark.

Greetings Hero of Time, what brings you to my Kingdom?

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>The Deep Sea King would be silent for a moment as he mulled over what Dennis had said. This could be signs of mental side effects of using those crystals. Beings from the future? How absurd. No, it must be delusions brought on by those crystals.

Our kind rule this world.

>he would state firmly.

This "organization" is clearly challenging that. Just more land dwellers that don't know their place.

The Cyborg!rjtGfDeadICountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41567544

>Perhaps that last comment would cause one to discipline their underlings. However he was almost too flattered by the rest of what they had to say. Besides even he was bothered by it he had gotten to used to it to be offended by it.

>He looks at the Equestrian sitting before him. Her resemblance to a certain other Equestrian was too striking to not notice. Though he would keep such an observation to himself. If he wasn't already aware of her specific predicament he would curse the Holweetians for their practice in cloning.

Appearances can be deceiving, madam.

>He looks side to side toward his grunts. His body remaining still as his camera lens catches their tense expressions. It was only natural to react in such a way.

My name is of no importance. I implore you to not feel offended. There are nay a handful of individuals keen to such knowledge. Though if you must you may refer to me as.......Paradox.

>Even with his monotone voice one could sense the unease such a moniker would bring. Though granted it was the closest thing to a real name he had been given in some time. Damn the man who gave it to him, as well as the amusement he would get from it given his title.

You aboard my ship the S.S. Tenma. We are currently miles off the coast of Holwheet . The vessel you were aboard was rendered unairworthy before its core reached detonation several minutes ago. If Holwheet was still a proper nation no doubt they would be responsible for the damages they have just ushered onto the local sea life for generations to come.

>This piece of news above all else drove The Cyborg up a wall. No telling how many creatures had been effected by the radiation. Several species may have perhaps gone extinct in their negligence.

As for your final query it is currently Mewsday O'Neil 13th.....5 B.D.

Warning! The contents of this post may not accurately reflect the proper time scale of the BLN canon. The passage of time has no real meaning and should not be taken at face value in a setting where scenarios may take months at a time. Like the Marvel Sliding timeline information is subject to change. Consult your doctor before taking timelines.

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>Letting out a short breath and sigh to the side before nodding once slowly and raising her hands up slowly to just barely at shoulder level with limp wrists.

"Miss, I'm not armed but feel free to continue denying a government contracted agent your cooperation and aiming a gun at me through a door. Now. This matter is urgent, you need to assist us with finding your friend."

>She remained with her professional tone but she did seem to be in a hurry or like the back of her was rushed.

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