L flinched back a little at the roboto-jerks insults and also the weird magical person using words as a weapon...literally, Well, it appears you have the same theory as me He told the Magical Word-magic woman

He observed the chain of blue words wrapping around the robot dude This robot has destoryed this machine for pleasure I believe, and a piece of the machine accidentally hit the person who screamed about his leg, you see this robot has a lot of knowledge on how he accidentally hurt the mans leg, the only way he could know that is if he was the accidental culprit

L Pointed his left hand at the human sized robot if I'm right this whole thing was just a accident, breaking the machine..that will land him in jail casually stating the robo-jerks crimes, L was a detective, he knew these things but he was only a private detective, which meant that he can't arrest anyone unfortunately.

He took everything Issei said into careful consideration, and realized that the boy was most likely right. The raven-haired man most likely would have Gilbert was caught off guard by the sudden flash of red light. Narrowing his eyes against the harsh light, he was surprised at the sudden gauntlet that had appeared on Issei's arm. He was definitely meeting plenty of strange characters tonight. Gilbert ignored the sudden gauntlet, and opted to respond Issei's comments instead.

"You're right. I think everyone has been having memory issues." Gilbert of course could remember the most prominent figures in his life. Vincent, Oz and Alice were all people he couldn't forget.

Kula Alexandrite

The commotion kept on as it had always been. Kula kept looking to the people as the show of fireworks was going on. Suddenly his nose started to itch. Oh no... not now..., he thought. But even if he wanted, it wasn't something he would control. "A... Achoo!", he sneezed. He put his hand on his mouth, as every normal person, but some of his own breath passed by the small holes between his fingers. When he looked at the ground he was near, a small, unnoticeable part was frozen. I do believe no one will notice it... or at least I do hope..., he thought.

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Hata no Kokoro
Location: Skies above the Festival Square

Kokoro flew between the fireworks. The reason she always did that was to enjoy the colorful show from a real-close view, which could not be equal to something being seen by a telescope or a camera with zoom. Flying around it was a favorite part that she would always do in a party or another. Then, Kokoro got her two fans.

"Time for a beautiful dance!", she said to herself. Kokoro started to dance and as she danced, danmaku was being shot by the movement of her fans. After a while, they exploded into beautiful colors, mixing with those being shot from below. Of course, if any of them were going higher, she was able to evade it before being exploded. When it comes to evade bullets and whatever being shot to her, grazing and evading it wasn't something difficult, especially when you're used to that in your daily life.

It didn't last long, since she was able to see the commotion from the sky. With her masks floating around her, Kokoro started to descend towards them. One would ask: why masks? And the answer would be that she needs it, for communicating issues.

Kigro's eyes wandered away from the fireworks and towards another being on the sand. Instinctively he curled into his blanket at the sudden sight of another; ghost stories of ages long past have definitely warned him about these sorts of things. After a while of watching he quickly assured himself that dastardly spirits had not come to haunt him tonight. The man seemed... stressed to say the least, and despite wanting some company he felt it best to not draw his attention.

@Trainer N

As time passed after that, he felt an urge growing evident in his mind; he was hungry and Kigro hadn't brought any food. Funny, he usually wasn't this hungry, and he swore that he had eaten a few days before. Kigro came to the conclusion that it was from the smells of the festival, and their attempts to win him over had succeeded. With the blanket still wrapped around him, he stood and made his way towards the festival.

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It had been a while since Kigro had been to the festival, so upon getting their he was pleasantly surprised. That much was evident on his face. The colorful assortment of people, lights and food warmed his soul, like the blanket burrito he walked in. However something caught his eye... many of these people were new to him. That was strange... was he really that detached from the public? Whatever the case, that just meant he had to make some new friends. He dismissed his hunger for the time being and began to wander the fairgrounds with wonder.

His adventure stopped his he caught glimpse of what appeared to be Voltron's niece. A rather peculiar sight on the island, not impossible, but peculiar. It was an awesome sight... but something was happening, like, really strange stuff. Blue words were just poofing into existence, then turning into chains to constrict the cool robo, it all seemed rather terrible to watch. Kigro ran over to the group with heroic wonder. "H-Hey!" He called out, the blanket burrito man stopping behind them. "What are you two doing? I hope you're not thinking of destroying that car, Glottis will get mad." Kigro eyes examined the two with worry. They were a strange couple, people he had never met before. Currently they seemed like people wanting to encourage violence on the island...

@Mtntopview@Gummi Bunnies@nerminator

"Hey! Who are you callin' chicken, shrimp!" Rumble was rather irritated by the blue chains. Despite struggling and using his piledrivers on them (which sent shock waves into the ground) they didn't seem to break. "Yeah I broke the stupid machine, yeah it probably hurt some jerk, but I don't care! Not my problem!" With that, he was done talking to the annoying little jerks around him. He simply transformed. His body transformed into a cassette-like object about the size of a small desk, before falling to the ground completely inanimate. He was hoping they would grow bored and leave him alone. If that didn't work, it would at least (hopefully) confuse those annoying chains.

@Gummi Bunnies @nerminator @GreatSalmon

Kula Alexandrite and Hata no Kokoro
Location: Festival Square



Kula was impressed with the sight. He was looking and still thinking on how those blue words that came from that woman's mouth became chains that were able to fully restrain a big robot. I had never seen such power... As long as I exist, no power could even be imaginable... how is she able to do that?, he thought. In that moment, Kokoro came flying down towards them. She looked at the chains surrounding a transformed Rumble (@Mtntopview).

"How those chains are able to hold this thing if they aren't held by anything? Does any of you know?", she asked to Erika (@Gummi Bunnies), Kigro (@GreatSalmon) and L (@nerminator) while floating around. Kula looked at her and too thought about her abilities. She can float as long as she desires, just like Silver... but her power is not psyckokinesis and she does not controls gravity... then... is she able to float normally?, he thought. He never had any interest in abilities, but he was curious about theirs. Kula decided to quietly approach them, with the fact that he had to remain silent.

Kigro's face began to redden at her dismissive response, out of embarrassment and slight anger. It was a terrible idea to piss off someone who could, oh I don't know, be magical in anyway possible, but yet he persisted to defend the machine. He was going to speak up until the robot changed it's shape, it caught him off guard and he stared at the casket in absolute confusion. Kigro was so confused that he almost hit himself. The magikarp was able to snap out of his confusion, and found the girl still there.

He needed to look intimidating; a challenge indeed for the peaceful figure. He puffed up his chest, straightened his spine, and marched in front of her in protest. In actuality, he was a person hidden inside a large blanket, which failed to capture his seriousness. "You need to stop, please! You can't go around making people say things like that, that's terrible!" Kigro began to burn up in his blanket, clearly upset with the situation. "Plus, isn't forcing people to claim things, like, uh, an unprofessional thing for investigators to do?"

More and more people began to come and investigate the scene. The extra company comforted him to continue; hopefully she wouldn't tear his face off with so many witnesses.

@Gummi Bunnies@Mtntopview

"Humans like a good show- aren't we watching too?"

Altrouge took another bite out of her pink cotton candy while the crowd grew larger and people started to discuss things. From her position on one of the hills over looking the event she could make out most of what was going on in the festival. Of course, having senses far beyond humans also helped with such a task. For the most part it was to make sure things didn't get to serious. "Technically" for example, a girl flying around in the middle of the fireworks wasn't something she should've allowed, but there really wasn't a point in being that strict as long as she could avoid them. It was also a very good show, and what she had been watching up until the situation with the crowd.

If it got anymore serious or it piqued her interest, she'd get involved.

"I wonder why people are so antsy anyway. It's just a toy, really-aren't we supposed to have a really good mechanic on the island or something?"

Emelia Elwin

"What. On Earth. Is going on here?"

The owner and manager of the park was not pleased. It was the first day - the opening day - and already things had been marred with one setback after setback. Rides had been damaged, people had been injured and worst of all this was when the number of people who were in the park could still be counted off the top of one's head.

She should have hired security. Oh, why didn't she hire security? Probably because there was no one without a job here.

Stopping right in front of the ruckus, the commander-turned-park manager crossed her arms and gave each of the people trying to figure out what happened a passing glance.

"So," she said with a curt tone that didn't remotely resemble that of a host entertaining their guests, "Would somebody care to give an explanation?"

@BranchofSin


A sudden flurry of noise and commotion up ahead, paired with several arguing voices and yells, alerted Gilbert to the fact that there was a massive, troublesome situation occurring in this part of the carnival. It was the type of situation he wanted to avoid. At Issei's offer, he looked over at the younger male and started to speak again.

"There's something going on up ahead, probably." He stated. His voice held a mildly put-off undertone. It didn't seem that he was looking forward to heading towards all the commotion. "You might want to avoid it, too." He told Issei, as he heard Emelia's stern, loud voice overcome the rest of the squabbling people's.

@Meiya


Vincent continued down the beach, before he reached another set of concrete steps. Even if the other figure had retreated at the sight of him, Vincent really wasn't that concerned about socializing at the moment. He traveled away from the beach, and could see the festival lights in the distance. He managed a small smile, eyes narrowing, before he found himself traveling up a nearby hill. He spotted a smaller, and perhaps nimbler figure in the distance, and a pair of red eyes gleaming in the moonlight.

Kula Alexandrite and Hata no Kokoro
Location: Festival Square

Both of them looked at the words spoken in red by the woman called Erika. While Kokoro seemed surprised, Kula had his own feelings about her. The feelings I get from her are truly not good... she looks like a normal detective with some ability, but her will is not that normal as far as I can tell., he thought. That was only a pre-judgement, so he wouldn't base itself on it to judge her. "Wow, how cool! You really are smart, Erika-san!", Kokoro said, complimenting her.

"I believe that we can now let it go so the right procedure for judgement may happen, right?", he asked, finally speaking. When Kokoro looked, she got surprised once again. "Whoa, a talking fox! What kind of youkai you are?", she said. Kula looked at her, a lttile confused. "I... do not know what this is, but I will make sure to research about it later...", he said. After that, he turned his attention to Erika. "In any case. Detective Erika, was it not? Can you please release it?", he asked.

@Gummi Bunnies@LaXnyd@GreatSalmon@Mtntopview@nerminator

Physis was awestruck by the festival. As a being who had only known trees and plains, the powerful fireworks drew the attention of the oddly lifeless eyes of the otherwise lush and youthful being. Indeed, the Island was quite alluring for them, Physis taking in the vibrant livelyness of her surroundings, both in the rush of people and the flourishing of nature. It was an intoxicating aura. Still, Physis was a bit uneasy with the fast pace of those around her. They couldn't recall ever having experienced anything even close to this. Still, it was a good time they though, picking up a discarded candy apple and biting into it. There was still a good amount of apple flesh and candy left on it. They smiled as they walked though the crowd, munching on the secondhand treat (though they couldn't understand why anyone would throw away and just ignore a perfectly edible fruit), their mushroom print dress swaying in the wind. Physis made their way back towards the wild before noticing someone. He looked to be smiling about something as he walked up the nearby hill. Physis walked after him, curious about him.

" Hmmm, I guess you're right~! But I still think an aerial view would be better~! "

Arc continued to eat her cotton candy, a smile forming on her face with every bite she took. She hadn't had candy cotton before, or at least, she doesn't remember ever having it before. It might be one of her new favorite treats. Maybe she could get someone to make it for her? She would need to get a personal chef, especially since she was pretty sure she had one in the past.

" The island might have a mechanic, but what if the toy is broken beyond repair~? I'm sure you've done that in your past, right Altrouge~? I do hope that the little toy is alright though~! I would feel bad for whoever owns it~! "

Arc was enjoying her cotton candy, as well as talking with her sister, but she could sense that something was off. It could have been a shift in the air, or maybe it was a change in how the moon was reflecting off of her.

Or maybe it was the presence of someone walking up the hill.

Arc continued to happily eat her cotton candy, as she was sure Altrouge knew of his presence as well. She would let her sister decide on what their plan of action was going to be. Her cotton candy was far more important to her than dealing with him anyway.

As it turned out, another person was coming their way. Well, the more the merrier, right?

All Arc wanted was to be alone with her precious onee-sama! These people would die for their sins!

Emelia Elwin

"What. On Earth. Is going on here?"

The owner and manager of the park was not pleased. It was the first day - the opening day - and already things had been marred with one setback after setback. Rides had been damaged, people had been injured and worst of all this was when the number of people who were in the park could still be counted off the top of one's head.

She should have hired security. Oh, why didn't she hire security? Probably because there was no one without a job here.

Stopping right in front of the ruckus, the commander-turned-park manager crossed her arms and gave each of the people trying to figure out what happened a passing glance.

"So," she said with a curt tone that didn't remotely resemble that of a host entertaining their guests, "Would somebody care to give an explanation?"

Peter

The injured man limped away accompanied by some painful sounding grunts and wheezes. Expected to happen eventually, Peter thought, as such was the price of war. In fact with all the whiz's and bangs in the sky he was suprised there wasnt more shrapnel and debris flying down from the heavens and striking others. With the man out of sight and the crowd starting to disperse, Peter became one of the prime peoples being questioned by a frustrated looking woman. He decieded to speak for the group

"With all due respect my good lady but are you daft? There is a battle being waged by the Gods themselves in the sky and you are asking how the man came to be injured?"

At this point the other on-lookers gave him odd looks and a few even slipped away while he was speaking hoping to bear no further responsiblities.

the red words almost made L flinch, even though it was predictable as any TV show with Stephen Amell in it it was still unexpected, L clapped his hands Well that seems correct he commented, he didn't know if he was actually saying it to himself or someone else

L turned around and saw a white talking fox....a talking artic colored fox, the thought alone pissed off L, how is that even possible? he thought, L actually really hated white talking foxes, heck to that he hated all foxes...and hedgehogs