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Aventon — The Fields


It was somewhat difficult to tell if her ramblings had been coherent and useful to Frankenstine, Rayne found. All she had to go off was a somewhat contemplative look. It was better than one of confusion or annoyance at least, she supposed, so she’d air on the side of optimism and hope that it had indeed helped.

A few moments after she’d finished her spiel, they’d passed through the gate and out into the farmland beyond. She’d seen it before already of course, but it was a bit different to be traveling through the wreck rather than looking down at it in a detached fashion. At least there was farm land further out that was ok.

For the moment.

At least some of it probably got hit as collateral damage as part of what happened next.

Rayne was nodding along with the farmer as he explained the issue with the animals being spread all over, and observing how there was no way to keep them back in their broken pens even if they were herded back, when Fran had an idea. One that started by pulling a massive mace out of nowhere, which was shocking to see anyone else do, and then blasting off in a mighty leap towards the beasts.

“Wait no no no we want them alive!” a panicking Ryne shouted as she started to go after Fran, misinterpreting what her plan was immensely, only for the women to call down the lightning, the thunderous explosion drowning out Rayne’s accompanying shriek of shock and fright. She wasn’t the only one spooked by this, that was for sure, as it prompted the already running about animals to do so even more, now in utter terror.

When Rayne saw Frankenstine proceed to leap and do another lighting flash to spook them in a specific direction, she did at least get what she was doing, but, well it could very much be argued whether Fran was herding the beasts, or just creating a stampede.

The witch knight blink dashed the herd and herdswoman, and, upon catching up, then shouted “Please tell me have a plan to get them to stop!” because that was very much the issue here. Despite her massive misgivings with the plan she didn’t know the specifics of (who knew whatever other powers this metallically augmented lady had after all), the little lady helped out how she could, because she couldn’t exactly stop it.

Thus she went blinking dashing here, there and everywhere, waving her hat, “yaa”ing and even body checking individual animals that weren't worth a flash of lighting. She was also very much on rescue duty, because panicked animals were not at all considerate of smaller, slower animals that might be in their way. As such a lot of her time involved things like chucking chickens out of harm's way, or blink dashing to the side with young animals in tow, lest they be trampled.

The Koopa Troop

wordcount: 4775 (+5)
Bowser: Level 14 EXP: ////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// (179/140) (+1 bonus pending)
Bowser Jr: Level 14 EXP: ////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// (64/140) (+1 bonus pending)
Kamek: Level 13 EXP: ////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// (59/130) (+1 bonus pending)
Rika: Level 9 EXP: ///////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// (80/90) (+1 bonus pending)
Location: The Under - Mercy Dreams


”Ah. Right. Gloating, taunting and threats followed by ultimately getting away to fight another day. That does indeed shape up to most instances of being at the mercy of villains” Kamek sighed with very retroactive hindsight. Not that anyone in the troop was going to learn from at this point if they hadn’t already.

”At least no one started monaloging and we got some answers out of him, vague as they were” he added, on for Jr to pipe up that ”Well he didn’t answer mine! I want my treasure!”

He hadn’t answered Rika’s either to be fair, but she seemed like an exception to their number given that her take away was: ”So should I just shoot him next time?”

”Next time!? We shoot him now!” Jr insisted, and while Kamek were both about to say about how he was gone Jr had an idea, no matter how foolish, and that was that Kamek ”Make me a beetle. Make me a bunch of beetles! We dig!”

”Young master I’m not sure if-” Kamek began to object, only for Bower to clap him in the back and command ”Jump to it Kamek, my boy’s got a plan!” which prompted both grumbling and compliance as the mage began to create a small herd of tunneling beetle steeds for the troop. Rika went without, as she popped on a pair of headphones, clicked on a music track, transformed into The Beast and then got to using that mega centipede's burrowing capabilities to help try and track down where F had dug off too.

While the Troop got ready to bug out, Nadia watched them with brows upturned, her head still cradled in her lap as she leaned back with her palms on the ground. “I wanna tear that jerk a new one as much as the next girl, but he could be anywhere. You dig?” Even if F had resorted to other, more subtle means of egress when it came to making his getaway, Nadia hadn’t forgotten that he could teleport. That notwithstanding, he could have tunneled in any direction. Tracking him down would be like finding a needle in a haystack the size of the entire Underground, and for her part, Nadia thought Sectonia’s idea of rest and relaxation sounded pretty sweet.

Still, she knew her words wouldn’t get through to the stubborn Koopas, and as the dirt began to fly the feral skittered away. After getting to her feet, she saw that the excavators’ progress was nothing to shake a stick at, and tried to think on the bright side. They’d just beaten a Guardian, after all. A victory like that could bring on a serious rush, and if the Seekers could do that, maybe they really could do anything. “Good luck down there!” She held her head out over the hole in order to call down after the delvers. “If you do catch that creep, give him a noogie for me! I’ll burr-owe you one!”

As if on cue, however, the Troop’s luck took a sudden turn. Digging straight down carried an inescapable element of risk, and as it happened, the pursuers dug straight into a section of loose, loamy, clumpy earth. Already disturbed by F’s sudden passage, the dirt began to shift beneath and around them, sweeping them up in a crumbly tumble through a twisting, turning tunnel like a tube slide at a water park. After a few moments the decidedly unfortunate excavators burst from the roof of a cavern in a shower of earth, entering freefall as they plunged into somewhere new.

”Gah the boxy lady was riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight”



Just a second later they landed, unharmed, on what looked like a cliffside promontory blanketed by dark, cushiony grass. A huge open space stretched out in all directions around them, not nearly as large as Ash Lake, but still impressive in its misty, pale green vastness. Out in the empty space, alien trees loomed large, each composed of multiple trunks threaded vertically through what appeared to be giant lily pads. The land beyond this promontory itself looked like a high-altitude maze, sheer drops on all sides, their opalescent turquoise stone crowned by inky purple-black foliage and more strange plants, from tubular stalks to perfectly round bushes to small black trees that smoldered like sticks of incense, their smoke oddly fragrant. Swamps of mint-colored water could be found all over, in many cases feeding waterfalls that led straight into the abyss where lantern bonsai floated, and wherever the newcomers looked the waterways offered still more fascinating flora. They could also see movement all throughout the alien archipelago, creatures familiar but a little weird. No sign of F, but if he’d dropped down here before them, there was only one direction he could go.

Bowser and a centipede body’d Rika uncurled themselves from where they’d protectively wrapped themselves around the smaller, squishier, members of the digging crew. Unlike them, the beetles that they’d been using to dig had not survived the fall, and had insead acted as functional, if not very soft, cushions to soften their impact with the ground.

”Urrrgh… everyone good?” Bowser asked, as he rubbed his head and sat down his son, who murmured an affirmation, before getting another pair from Kamek and Rika, the latter of whom dropped her Beast form to do so.

“You guys okay down there!?” Nadia’s echoed voice called down from far above, to which Bowser yelled ”Yeah! Takes more than a fall to do the koopa troop in!” in response.

As he pointed his focus back up, the rest of the troop focused it around.

”Well, it looks like we found something down here at least, but not our escaped F” Kamek noted as he glanced around the chamber, taking in its beauty ”Still, it makes a nice change from all the barren caves and the mining pit above”

Jr meanwhile, rather than admiring what was around him, was looking beyond, and assessing that there was ”He must have gone over there!” as he pointed across the maze of cliffs to an outcrop flanked by two carved pillars with pink crystals on them. If there was an end goal to the wall-less maze, it was there.

Rika seemed to agree, in that by the time Jr had made that assessment, she had run forwards, leapt out over one of the pits and then with a set of mid air jumps and grapples, landing on the other side. Not one to be left behind, Jr called ”Hey wait up!” before pulling his grapple worm out of his duffle bag, and using the strange bug to latch onto and pull himself to one of the lanterns. From there swung under it, grappled to a weird tree, formed a platform out of iron on it and then leapt into the void, summoning his vespikan strikers to hold up their massive cleavers to act as a quartet of stepping stones before he used one last grapple to finally clear the same jump Rika had just effortlessly made.

”Children wait!” Kamek called after them, but it was already too late, and so he was forced to float on after them with an ”Oh dear oh dear oh dear” leaving Bowser still shouting up at those still above, the king having entirely forgotten about the link pearls they all had.

”There’s a whole cave down here, wet and swampy but kinda nice I guess? Goes on for ages but there’s some kind of end goal over one end and-” he was calling up when he noticed, and only then realizing that the rest of the troop were moving down ”Gah, and now everyone’s run off, I gotta go!”

After those closing words, there came a little jingle of a bell as Bowser hooked one to his spiky collar and transformed into Meowser. In it he took his own singular running leap and launched himself off of the cliffside after the others. He missed the other side, but his claws dug into the cliff face when he hit it lower down, allowing him to clamber back up it and continue his pursuit.

This slapdash chase could have been a call for calamity had the environment contained many dangerous beasties, but fortunately for them all the cave system seemed to have avoided infestation by anything particularly dangerous. The little Barracuda Plants where only really a risk to a fool who stuck thief fingers in them, while Stalking Molds where much to slow to pursue, and one that did pull off an ambush more or less only delivered a hug while doing so. Indeed that might have been what it was trying to do rather than harm or kill. It was unrequited regardless however, and the mold found itself tossed off a cliff for its efforts.

A few obstacles floated through the air, but the oversized Rotfly Mutants mainly made for convenient grappling hook points rather than threats, as much as they tried, while the rather strange Glimmets drifting around where simply left in the dust.

Somehow the worst thing managed to be outcroppings of Cosmic Quartz which when approached emitted a multitude of overlapping sounds, like an entire universe of sound all both uninterpretable and somehow still distinct, which was not the sensory overload you wanted while platforming.

Well. those and some xeno grapes that gave a trying to restock his stamina Bowser a tummy ache.

Still, other than those nuisances, the lush environment and freedom of movement was a welcome change of pace from the claustrophobic black egg temple and somehow simultaneously claustrophobic and agoraphobic dream realm with its narrow platform hanging in an endless void.

Eventually however, it came to an end as the troop gathered up at the 2 crystal pillars Jr had identified as the exit, and found themselves looking down yet another long drop. It looked like a pitch-black hole in the green mists that hung over the swampy cavern floor down below, much deeper and much darker than the hole they’d tumbled down to get here. None had seen hide nor hair of F on their way through this beautifully bizarre marshland, and if the Consul truly had gone this way, jumping in after him seemed like an especially risky proposition. That aside, of course, staring down into such an unknown abyss could give practically anyone pause.

”Given how long that took, and that we did not see him at all, he must be far far ahead of us by now” Kamek pointed out as they, indeed, paused at the precipice.

”Yeah, but this is the only way he could have gone, and if he didn’t see us following, maybe he’s slowed down now. Or his lairs right down there, ready for looting” Jr retorted, more enamored with the latter prospect than the former, it seemed.

”Or he’s gonna ambush us like those monsters did when he dropped us down the start” Rika added, not really for either side, but more because it was the obvious tactical thing to do, especially with how they were now split from the others. Unfortunately she didn’t point out the latter issue, having assumed it obvious, and so it led to Jr declaring ”If it’s a trap, we should spring it! It’s the last thing he expects us to do” and her being entirely confident in accepting his take on the situation.

Bowser was about to agree with this when is belly rumbled, once again complaining about the xeno grapes, and so instead started to say ”We should wait for a bit-” but by that point ”It’s too late, she’s already jumped in”

Indeed Rika was already dropping down the hole, though admittedly doing so like a feather rather than a stone so they did have time to spare before she reached the bottom. Time enough for Jr to insist Kamek ”Make me a dragon so I can fly down!”

A few moments later, Kamek and Jr had joined Rika in her drifting down, while a doubly grumbling Bowser hung back for a few moments before simply leaping after them, following them down into the dark.

This time, they descended/fell for several seconds. They flew pasts the mists and into the darkness, finding themselves surrounded by waterfalls on all sides. Then they spotted water below them, and the next second splashed down into a clear, rather warm basin. When they surfaced, they found themselves somewhere new yet again, darker than the alien swampland but by no means too dark to see. And what they saw amazed them.



They’d landed in a still pond, its surface interspersed with patches of water lilies and lotus flowers. More interestingly, this pool seemed to be artificial in make, judging by the intricate, geometric marine tiles that lined its angular walls. Beyond lay a huge, misty cavern dominated by vast basins and surrounded by of well-preserved ruins, a sprawling array of towers, walls, aqueducts, and columns with no clear path. Waterfalls and rays of light descended from the vaulted ceiling high above, sustaining trees, ferns, and prehistoric foliage of all kinds. Beneath the surface teemed the aquatic creatures of antiquity, primeval organisms long thought extinct, from the anomalocaris to the helicoprion to the elasmosaurus, as well as equally ancient pokemon like Omastar and Kabuto . It was an incredible sight–and one utterly antithetical to the purpose of tracking down a singular runaway.

Bowser was the one who got the best look at these, as he promptly sunk like a stone down to the bottom of the pool below the drop, landing amidst a small garden of Lileep. They were quite spooked by the giant’s arrival, and began to waddle away in a panic as fast as their stubby legs could carry them.

A curious elasmosaurus too crane its neck over at the commotion, but it was dissuaded by a perfectly able to breath water Bowser growling a bubbly ”Don’t think about it” at it with his fists raised, ready to fight. Remarkably it decided to not indeed try it, and instead happily snapped up a poor lileep or two before they got to cover, leaving Bowser to start trudging his way up out of the water unmolested.

The rest of the troop, thanks to flight or sailing, had not taken a dunk like him, but that didn’t mean they weren't upset, Jr chief among them, the prince swooping around on drake back crying out
”Gahhh where’d he go. Over there? Or over there or?” in frustration.

”I believe it may be time to give up and turn back young master, lest we leave the others thinking we have run off on our own, never to be seen again” Kamek said, already preparing to teleport back to the group to let them know they’d lost the trail and would catch up.

His plan was scuppered when Rika asked ”Maybe we could ask whoever that is, peeking over that wall?” While pointing over to where an azure skinned individual was watching them some distance away. As she had said, they seemed to be peeking over the banister of a set of neary ruins, as only their head, adorned with long flowing hair and ribbons of some kind, and the red jewel necklace around their neck were visible.

”That is assuming they can speak-” Kamek attempted to reply, but Jr was already flying off at breakneck speed to try and talk to them by the time the mage was half way through his sentence.

The prince swooped over a number of large pokeball symbols embedded in the ground in the process of his flight, and then headed up towards the top layer of the ruins, calling out ”Hey you! Have you seen a-” only to pause, raise a fist to his chin as he tried to think of how to describe the person who’d they only known as wearing a mask, and landing only on ”-a jerk!”

Unfortunately, and oddly, when he looked back up the figure ducked down out of sight rather than respond. ”Hey I was talking to you” Jr called after them, landing atop the ruins a few moments later, glancing around in confusion as to where they had gone, until spotting them peaking around the corner at the bottom of a flight of stairs a few moments later.

”Hey!” he shouted down at them, only for them to duck away again, the prince missing the impish look on their face when they did so. Rather than be put off by this evasiveness, the prince instead dismounted and hurried down the stairs while demanding the figure ”Get back here, I just wanna talk!”

Turning the corner, he found the figure peeking around another. They must have been quite a large figure actually given the size of their head, but that was hardly a concern for Jr, who was easily baited into another quick goose chase til he lost sight of them a few more turns down various corridors.

”Oh come on, I just want to know if someone else came down that pit is that soooo much to-” a panting prince started grousing, only for a presence to loom behind him and whisper in his ear “Flutter!” causing him to jump back and spin around in fright. Then he got a second fright as he saw that the person had no body at all!

”Gah!” he cried out in alarm, scrambling back, but rather than attack the pokemon, for that was what this Flutter Mane was, simply curled one of its claw tipped tendrils below its mouth and laughed titteringly at him as it floated back, clearly highly amused by its prank.

”That was not funny” jr growled at it, but the flutter mane simply tilted its head, or rather body, to one side as if to ask “wasn't it?”

”No! …. Ok kinda a bit” he had to admit before insisting ”But now that you’ve had your fun, are you gonna answer my questions or not?”

“Flutter mane” the creature replied unhelpfully, prompting jr to groan ”Right. Pokemon” while rubbing his forehead, before snapping his fingers, grabbing one of his pokeballs and sending out Mimi so that she could ”Explain what the deal is Mimi”

“Mi!” the mon replied with a little salute, before turning to the other, much bigger, ghost and “mi mi mi” ing at them for a few moments to do so. The Flutter mane “flutter”ed in response, as the two established that not only had the flutter mane not seen some jerk of a plant guy come down that hole, it hadn’t seen anyone come down it at all in forever. They had seen a snouty bug man wandering around with bits of paper recently though, but he’d been super elusive and thus not very prankable, so Jr was the first bit of fun it had had in forever.

They also established that it was a she.

Communicating this back to jr wasn’t exactly smooth, but they got to Mimi shaking her head in response ”So it hasn’t seen anyone coming down the way we did at all?” fairly quickly despite that.

”Shoot” a disheartened Jr said while scuffing the ground with a foot in disappointment before complaining that ”well this has been a complete waste of time.” He groaned, sighed, offered a ”thanks or whatever” to the Flutter Mane and began the climb back up to his parked drake steed only to find the Flutter Mane following after him.

”Huh?” What do you want?” he asked, to which she just sort of bobbed to one side and then pointed at him unhelpfully.

”Is it a reward or something? Jeeze fine here” he guessed, before offering up one of the pokepuffs he still had on him, which the pokemon happily scarfed down, but did not make her go away. If anything it made her stick even closer when he tried to get moving again.

”Wait, you wanna come with? Is that it?” jr finally caught on just as they were about to go up the last set of steps, and that got him some up and down nods of confirmation. ”huh. I mean you are pretty neat. But are you tough enough to hang with my squad, huh?”

Conveniently, a chance for her to prove herself was already in motion, as when Jr, Mimi, and the Flutter Mane reached the top of the stairs, the sound of combat met them. Hurrying over to the edge, they found the rest of the troop battling an ambush of Brute Bonnets that Jr had flown over, the prince having not thought twice about their ‘disguises’ that only worked from that angle.

They were rather slow, but they’d popped up out of the ground around Rika when she’d come after him (Kamek had stayed back and kept watch for Bowser emerging from the water), and they were pretty hardy and nasty at that close range, particularly with their powerful payback punches that they delivered whenever she got in close to strike them.

”Rika! I’m coming!” Jr called out as he leapt onto his drake steed and took off, flying towards her as quick as it could go. He was entirely outpaced in this however by the Flutter Mane however, which casually raced forwards at blistering speeds that explained how she had so easily given him the runaround. She dived towards the bonnets, and then produced a pink flash from her necklace that scoured three of the dark creatures.

They retaliated by blasting dark green life draining energy beams up into the sky after her, but the nimble specter managed to evade many of these. In the process, she distracted the ones shooting at her, and gave Rika the space she needed to target the others with her own brutal punches. After that, with Jr and Mimi joining the fray, and Rika grappling up to the prince’s steed to get fully out of their more dangerous melee range, the remaining brutes hardly stood a chance.

By the time a dripping Bowser and worried Kamek caught up it was all over. The dark plant pokemon had been dispatched, Rika had collected their spirits, and Jr had a new team member ”I’m gonna call you… Peeka! Coz you're like a boo. Get it?”

”Well I see you are in high spirits once more young master, despite F having gotten away” the mage noted, before hoping he hadn’t jinxed things.

”Yeah… Peeka didn't see him come down, so I guess he musta gotten away some other way. She did see someone else though, right?” Jr replied, before nodding to the pokemon, who proceeded to use one of her claws to mimic a trunk, the other two miming scribbling on a bit of paper, and then the fourth to point over in a direction.

”Sounds like that map guy, yeah? Maybe we should check it out, in case there’s a way we can avoid going alllllll the way back up there” he said, to which the others agreed it was worth a look.

After a brief time spent traipsing through the prehistoric sanctum, aided greatly by the mobility of the party’s fliers, they picked up the curious cartographer’s trail. At that point his humming clued them in, and after that the searchers found Cornifer right away. Happy to see the adventurers again after so long, he offered a discount deal on his maps. For a very reasonable price, the Troop got maps not just of the Ancient Pools, but the Abyssal Forest above and Ash Lake nearby. Unfortunately, there didn’t seem to be any connections between them. As beautiful as this place was, a way forward wasn’t one of the secrets it offered.

As such they were forced to head back up regardless of their finding the map bug, which caused a lot of grumbling that was for sure. Bowser used a combo of cat claws and Carrie the trowlon striker to ascend, while Jr and Kamek flew and Rika did some absurd wall jumping and grappling combos to slowly ascend out of the pit all under her own power.

The two fliers went a bit ahead of the climbers so that they could get into radio range of the rest of the team all the way back up at their digging spot as soon as possible.

”Hello? Am I reaching anyone? We are all right and on our way back. We didn’t find F or even where he went unfortunately, he may have dug out of the chamber we found or had some other means of escaping from it, but we did get some more maps from Cornifer of Ash Lake along with the areas we have just been through. Also the young master made a new pokemon friend” Kamek began in a vague attempt to justify the delay, before offering ”If you’d like to go on ahead to Asgore, there’s no need to wait for us. We know the way ourselves after all, so we’ll catch up with you” which they’d at least not have that much trouble with if Kamek made use of his steed creation power, though he’d need to have a rest once they did catch up, that was for sure.

Speaking of catching up, the flying pair had a little bit of time to kill before the climbing pair caught up, time they promptly squandered picking, eating, and then freaking out as a result of the dark visions brought to life by the local Nightmare Pommes.

Between that and the prior alien berries, the troop swore the entire region off as straight up the worst of the bunch so far, which was most inconsiderate of them.

Aventon — Town center


Rayne was glad that she didn’t seem to have been talking, or acting, to fast for Frankenstine to keep up with, so maybe she wasn’t concussed, or she was only hurt in a way that stopped her from talking a lot, or maybe she was just a woman of few words? Either way, she was more than ready to make up for her lack with plenty of excess when one of the villagers enquired if she’d be willing to help with some escaped animals.

Which probably only went to show how accustomed the villagers had already become to strangers with strange looks and stranger powers showing up out of the middle of nowhere, given as he barely even blinked at Frankenstine’s presence.

Speaking of the women in question, she seemed more than happy to help as she agreed to do so in what was, it seemed, her minimalist style.

Rayne, naturally, also agreed with a “I'd be happy to help” before lifting off into the air, picking her hat up off her chair, and then setting it on her head, giving it just the littlest turn of adjustment before being satisfied with it.

“I’ll admit, I haven't had the most experience with herding, mushrooms don't exactly get up and run around thankfully. Imagine if they did though, little legs scampering under bobbing caps” she joked, farmer to farmer, before pausing and adding “which I guess maybe they could do in some other world” because the familiar was now no longer a given.

“Either way, I’ll do my best!” she concluded, before turning around to Frankenstein to continue the fairly one-sided conversation they’d started.

“So, let me explain some stuff while we go '' she said, before proceeding to do just that “First things first, this is a different world from the one you're from. But also I’m from different different world. There’s also this big Toa, they’re a bit like golems but they’re people, called Lewa from yet another different world, a lady called Anne from another, for some reason 3 ladies from one specific other other one and… well you get the pictures there’s a bunch of us, and you’ll meet the rest in time I’m sure. Most of them are out in the woods dealing with monsters but they’ll be fine, I know they can handle themselves”

To explain why she knew this, and also just what had happened here, she then gave a quick little summary of the prior day’s events “See, yesterday, most of us sorta showed up in this church summoned by a goddess to protect these two children from these jerks called the Raven Heralds, but like I said, we already ran them off. Doesn’t look like that’s all she wants though, as the goddess seems to keep teleporting people here, like you and lady Remilia, so I guess she wants us to do more stuff. I don’t know what though, she’s not exactly said anything since we got here, but I guess whatever they wanted those kids for is still a big deal maybe? We never did find out exactly why the Heralds attacked the town.”

“Either way, right now we’re helping the town get back on its feet, and then after we’ll probably try and work out what in the world the goddess wants, or even just how to get in contact with her so we can go home” she concluded her quick summary as they headed out of town to where the farm animal escape situation was going down.


The Koopa Troop

wordcount: 590 (+1)
Bowser: Level 14 EXP: ////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// (174/140) (+1 bonus pending)
Bowser Jr: Level 14 EXP: ////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// (59/140) (+1 bonus pending)
Kamek: Level 13 EXP: ////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// (54/130) (+1 bonus pending)
Rika: Level 9 EXP: ///////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// (75/90) (+1 bonus pending)
Location: The Under - Mercy Dreams


”Come on, come on! At this rate we aren't gonna get back before-” Jr shouted at his family as they raced back up the train, only for he feared to come to pass and for them to not be able to reach their foe before the darkness took them down, prompting a disappointed ”awww” from the prince before he huffed about the tentacles being ”rotten kill stealers”

”Now we have to hope that the darkness is satisfied with just blotting out the light” Kamek said, not at all sad about the final phase being, if not trivial, then at least a swiftly done thing. The run back had not exactly been a fun time, what with it involving dodging through the endless piles of indiscriminately launched sword power coming their way, something they’d only really made it through thanks to Rika’s shot slowing power.

Bowser in particular was flagging, and was not going to be much help if they had to fight the ocean of darkness next

Fortunately, Kamek’s concern was unfounded, and, having taken down its sworn foe, the void was satisfied and retreated, leaving them to wake back up in the egg.

They were not alone however, as the hollow knight still kneeled where it had fallen when they entered its dreams. Now, in response to the death of the Radiance, the corruption both within and without it withered and died, leaving its long watch finally over.

As jr cheered about how they’d saved the underground (which only he really cared about among the Troop members) Bowser raised a claw and waved at the big bug, beginning to say ”Oh, uh, hey there buddy. Are we good?” only for F to appear and cut down the knight before anyone could find out what it would have done with its new, and likely entirely unexpected, duty free existence.

”Well now, that was quite uncalled for” Kamek commented, having been rather curious about what was about to happen as well.

”Yeah I had that” Rika agreed, tilting a raised gauntlet a few degrees from where she’d been ready to casually execute the knight herself to instead point it at F ”and now you” only for Kamek to raise a hand and lightly press her gun hand down, saying ”Now now, let’s see exactly what this fool expected, throwing himself at the mercy of villains” with a sneer on his beak.

”Yeah, what’s the big idea you sniveling shnook? Gonna help us till you can stab us in the back huh? Already gotta keep an eye on this guy for that” Bowser agreed, jabbing a thumb at Ganondorf before bringing the hand back and punching it into his other palm and telling F that ”So you better start talking and make yourself real useful before I decided to just beat the answers out of your sorry mug” while repeating the motion intimidatingly.

”Yeah like, where are the other guardians and and what they are and… and…” Jr piped in to add to the demands, before faltering for a moment while trying to think of more before suddenly launching into ”.. and give us all your treasure! Bet you got all sorts of cool stashed away somewhere, right?” in the exact tone a bully would demand some kid’s lunch money.

While all the others were demanding to know about things that would be useful in the future, Rika ended up looking back and asked ”Also why you haven't just done that time thing Kamek said you could do and undone everything we just did?” while scratching her cheek thoughtfully with an oversized finger while doing so.

wordcount: 2,060 (+3)
Midna: level 9 EXP: //////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// (108/100) (+1 bonus pending)
Location: Deep Ground
Warp Charges: 1


By the time Midna had blinked her sight back, it was all over, and whatever machine had been built around Tychoon began to fall apart. The gateways which she hadn’t really paid attention to due to being focused on fighting collapsed, tearing apart the machinery that had been going through them.

”Huh, I wonder what that was all for?” Midna asked nobody in particular, and then, much too late, got a very bad feeling about this. C had, after all, just said that they had no idea what the consequences of their actions were going to be, and he was very much right. Well. That she didn’t know anyway. Sandalphon worked it out in short order, and it was very bad news.

At least that’s the impression she got, she didn’t exactly know what a ‘citywide blackout’ was exactly, but she could infer that it wasn’t going to be a good time.

”How much of the city’s… everything is going to stop working? Is there nothing else they can use in its place? The actual reactors maybe, if they are off?” Midna asked. Not that she was exactly in favor of draining life from the world or however those worked, but ”It only has to keep running till we win, seeing as this is going away once we do” she suggested.

For Sandalphon, Midna's first few questions were a matter of guesswork, but she tried to provide perspective as best she could. "I am no electrician, but I can only imagine that the power needs of this city are truly staggering. Even if we could get the systems running in time, the region might not have enough life energy left to meet those needs, thanks to Nox."

Speaking of both Nox and power sources, the man had abandoned his at the start of the fight, and her eyes ended up drifting over to where it now lay, the untold amounts of life force it had held spent to undo his own victory and nothing more. It had also driven him mad, despite being just an energy storage device according to Sandalphon which might have dissuaded others from picking it up.

Midna on the other hand, who was presently wearing a madness inducing artifact as a hat, was fairly sure she could handle it. Just to be safe however, she formed and used her shadow hand to pick it up, the great orange glowing limb pinching the cube between thumb and forefinger, and then bringing it close to inspect.

It felt heavy in her hand, though not so much with mass but with import. It also seemed to have a lingering mote of power as well, she could see, as she brought it close to her face. She moved a hand to slip aside the mask she was wearing, the lens was damaged and getting in the way of a detailed inspection, only for the fracture lines along it to close back up, fully and perfectly repaired without so much as a hint of fanfare.

”What?” she asked, slipping off the mask and turning it around in her hand, confirming its repaired state with her own eyes. She made a little surprised sound at the sight, before hanging the half mask around her neck and then saying ”Well, aren't you a handy little thing?” to the cube.



In short order she’d used it to repair her broken tree spear, failed to find enough bits of her pistol to repair it, and then realized she could use this to fix the caved-in armor on her darknut.

”We really need to find a way to make you more durable, don’t we thing?” she said as she was patching up the undead knight ”Nearly everything we’ve faced that’s dangerous just ripped through you. That mech was way better… oh! Well there’s one way to solve that isn’t there?”

At this point they’d moved up through the one available teleporter out of the generator, and ended up next to the mainframe computer that controlled the city. She didn’t really have the know how to use it however, so instead she just answered and asked a few questions.

”Think it can tell us how much time the city has left power wise, and if there’s a way to turn on the other reactors? Also anything else we can really use? Such as why the regime was making Others in the first place?” she asked first

The archangel could make no suppositions about the inner workings of Shinra's power infrastructure. "I am unsure. Given the sheer scale of this facility, not to mention the city itself, restoring it to its original configuration could be an infeasibly gargantuan undertaking." When Midna mention Others, however, Sandalphon seemed to be at a loss. "Making Others...?"

Goldlewis realized that, as a member of DespoRHado down in Detroit, the healer must have seldom, if ever, interacted with an aspect of the Ever Crisis that mostly concerned the psionics of the plates above. "Uh, to be specific, she means targeted metamorphosis, not all Others." He stroked his whiskers. "I reckoned it was a way to assassinate their enemies all stealthy-like, turnin' 'em into monsters nobody'd think twice about killin'." The veteran's brows furrowed. "Now that I think about it, though, we never figured out how to stop Others droppin' from the Extinction Belt. That ain't good..."

”Still a strange thing to have developed in the first place, right?” she replied, but she had to admit, that even if they did work it out, it wasn’t a solution. None of the questions she’d asked had solutions, it seemed.

She did at least have one of her own, and that was ways of how to get out of here: ”I’ve got enough power to make one more, but I did also make one down in the guardian’s room to escape the massive explosion attack. If we can get back down, we should use that”

”As for places we can go in the city, that’d be the entrance of this place, the S.O.U. Building, the Seiran Clinic, two in the city of glass, and one in the underway subway tunnels out in the outskirts. Only useful one that doesn’t just put us back in the desert or up a mountain is the virgin victory, which is out in Port Meridian west of here. If it’s fixed, we could fly it anywhere, assuming it doesn’t get attacked again” she wasn’t exactly for that however. They’d come to solve the ever crisis, and by all accounts, they’d just made it worse by undermining the city at every turn, regardless of how corrupt it had been.

Questions asked and answered, she got back to the whole improving her darknut situation, resummoning it and applying the spirit of Roadblock to its chest.



”Quite the makeover. I think you got a bit of an armor upgrade out of that too which is good. So, can you-” she began asking even ash she magically commanded it, prompting it to raise its shield and project a barrier before it, a rectangle with beveled edges rather than the angular ones of the original Roadblock ”- yeah you can. Perfect”

After that very fitting and needed upgrade, she was still left with several more spirits of unfused strikers. She was tempted to fuse with one of the initiates, but her fusion had been getting pretty costly as of late, and so she decided the worth of the mediocre power was probably not worth whatever she’d sacrifice this time. Skywave might be worth it given its toolbox of tricks, but she ended up offering it to Sandalphon seeing as it fit well with her entire aesthetic and role in the team. The chillfos were not even worth considering, so she crushed them alongside the initiates.



”Well would you look at that, I’ve been needing a replacement shield-” Midna commented as that one appeared, grabbing it with two hands before it could fall on her foot ”- bit heavy though. Still, if it works it works”

Among the other items produced there were some additional useful oddities. The icy knife was bizarre in form but felt swift and deadly in hand to Midna, though her analysis was that it would be good to sneak into weak spots rather than specifically into the back. The Psi Stone meanwhile might have been awkward to use for some, but she figured she could blast with it, and then chuck it into a portal to free up her hand, which would work rather well.

As for the last bit of equipment she ended up asking ”Anyone need a helmet? It is nice to see all your pretty faces but it would be wise to protect them” in a bit of hypocrisy given she was basically only wearing a helmet for protection. Maybe, she thought, she should change that.

Then finally the geode, weird eye and card were stashed for when she could work out what in the world they were for. Or, more likely, worth.

With that all out of the way, all that was left was to try and avoid going blind from any and all other flashes of fusion going on, as well as sit back and see if anyone who knew how to work the computer would find any value in doing so. That and see if anyone was going to be the bearer of bad news to the city. Their premier hero and leader were both dead, their power about to fail, who knew how bad the machine attack had gotten outside without them. Things were not looking good.

”Only thing we can hope for is that Nox’s giving up puts a damper on the machine army. Do we think that without their leader they’ll just, well, stop?” she asked, very much hoping that it was a take of the king of evil’s head and his armies melted away sort of situation.

When Midna asked about the Machines, Sandalphon nodded stiffly. "Not Nox, per se. While we made our way through Deep Ground, the Machines clashed with Midgar's defenders just outside the city. I've been receiving reports from YoRHa operatives the whole time, and according to them, the loss of two humanoid units -known as Adam and Eve- left the enemy force leaderless and unable to fight. By now, their extermination should be nearing completion."

Goldlewis gave a sigh of relief. "Guess that's one third of the Ever Crisis that oughta be over with. If the OSF's busted and the city's shut down, though, the Others could still finish the job." He crossed his arms. "After seein' just how rotten Midgar really is for myself, I really wondered if there was any savin' it. Just too many people all crammed together, everythin' dug in too deep. I thought to myself, maybe it'd be better if we all started over. If the city's fixin' to go dark, maybe a mass evacuation'd be for the best."

”But where would we evacuate them too? This place is so isolated. Plus where can you even support this many people?” she asked, before pausing, and finally thinking out loud ”... there’s no farms here. There were ones where the Virgin Victory is parked, I think, and that’s nearby. So that’s probably where they get the food from. If they can get the food to here, they can get the people to where the food is the same way?”

Sandalphon opened a map screen. "Options nearby include Gutsford, the Satisfactory industrial zone, and Everdream Valley, where Meridian is located. New settlements could also be established in Kunad Highway or the Valley of Ruin, now that the Machines are no longer a threat. However, it is doubtful that 'we' have the means or time to evacuate them, beyond delivering a message. Chaos and panic will set in soon, if they haven't already. Many will no doubt refuse to leave, even with the continued threat of Others and Chimeras, and many will fight over the scraps now that the tenuous rule of law has shattered."

Giovanna shrugged. "Even if we took this chance to, I dunno, stick Vernon in the power vacuum, it'd be meaningless at this point."

"Midgar was already a hellhole," Goldlewis grumbled. "And now it's been dismantled from the bottom up."

”Living under a monster spawning sky and in a place where dimensional rifts kept opening was probably not the best idea in the first place, yes” Midna agreed plainly ”Not that anyone decided to do that I suppose, its all Galeem’s fault”

Aventon — Town center


“Your… Frankenstein? A… Servant Berserker? Or is that a servant who is also a Berserker?” Rayne echoed, checking that she was putting the slowly delivered words together. She had plenty of other questions too, like what a servant berserker was, or who she was a servant of, and so on, but it looked like the latest divinely abducted individual was in no state to answer any of them. Rayne’s incorrect guess was that the fall must have hurt Frankenstein more than her unharmed body might have suggested.

“Also are you hurt? Concussed?” she asked before glancing around and saying “You should probably sit down if you are. Here let me get you a chair, I think there was one just around-” before interrupting herself by blinking away round a corner, and then returning in a flash, finishing her sentence with a “-there” as she set down a plain but well (hand) carved chair down and then floated a step back as she offered it to Frankenstein.

Then she thought for another moment, considered that it would be rather strange for her to be sitting in the middle of the square on her own, and so in a few flashes another, non matching, chair was added for Rayne, as well as a table because why not, it completed the setup that she’d now made in the shade of one of the town square’s bordering buildings.

“There we go,” she said, dusting her hands off. If Fran did take a seat, Rayne would join her in doing so, the very short woman hanging her hat off the back of her chair when she did, before saying “now I’m sure you have questions, so ask away. We have time and we’re not in any danger. Anymore anyway. We already ran off the people who did this” gesturing vaguely at the state the town was in.

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Midna: level 9 EXP: //////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// (105/100)
Location: Deep Ground
Warp Charges: 1


While C might have been happy to sit the rest of this out, and she was frankly thankful for that, she wasn’t going to just sit around after handling him. She still had carrots left in the saddlebag (or, as she might have said if she ever learned how motor vehicles worked internally and wasn’t mostly convinced they all worked like cluster trucks, juice left in the tank if she’d), and she was going to put it to good use.

She glanced around the room, getting an idea of the situation and it was, it seemed, good. Nox really must have been the linchpin of his own pre-reset victory, because things were going well. C’s team was gone, and all that still stood was the guardian, and it looked like it was on its last legs thanks to the team that had been focusing on it while she was busy with C.

”After everything it took to get here, we don’t even need a massive train canon for this one” she noted, before adding nonchalantly that ”Still, a big gun can’t hurt” before getting herself one of those.

Her (slightly bullet peppered now) warthog rose out of a portal in response to her will, and then its wheels touching down as said portal close beneath it. It wasn't going to be using those to go anywhere however, as she was interested in what was on the back: the big gun she desire. True, it was no railway mounted artillery piece, but the chain gun mounted on the back of the reconnaissance vehicle was nothing to be sniffed at.

The princess promptly hopped onto the back of it, grabbed the turret in all four hands, spun it round, and let her rip, filling the air with a steam of lead from a relatively safe distance from their foe, a plethora of tracers making it clear where her bullet stream was even as she did her level best to not put her shots anywhere close to her allies. That plan worked relatively well, at least until Roxas and Tycoon started putting on a competitive laser light show anyway, because that rendered her entirely blind. There was no way she was going to fire like that, the risks of hitting friendlies where just far to great, and so the princess promptly diving off of her turret and into the shadows to recover her sight.

With any luck, by the time it was back, the cause of its loss would have ended the battle in their favor.


The Koopa Troop

wordcount: 1,074 (+6)
Bowser: Level 14 EXP: ////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// (173/140)
Bowser Jr: Level 14 EXP: ////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// (58/140)
Kamek: Level 13 EXP: ////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// (53/130)
Rika: Level 9 EXP: ///////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// (74/90)
Location: The Under - Mercy Dreams


”Well then. I knew I was wise to not go under those clouds, but I did not realize quite how wise” Kamek commented from on high as he observed the void rising up to try and smother the light that was their foe. At least the darkness seemed to be on their side this time, though he was a touch concerned as to what would occur once they won.

At any rate, they certainly hadn’t done so yet, and indeed the Radiance seemed to decide that it wasn’t going to give them the opportunity to be done ever as, after taking a lashing from the dark and then blowing it away, it promptly decided to just leave.

”Wait. It can just do that?” Jr asked, rather dumbstruck, while Bowser roared ”Coward! Get back here and take your lumps like a proper boss!” to no avail. It wasn’t coming back.

”Maybe I can sail on that?” Rika began to suggest, regarding the sea of black darkness around them, but fortunately before she could actually try this help arrived in the form of train based transportation. It was crewed by a friend of Nadia apparently, and their appearance here was apparently entirely unexpected as it had to exposit a bit to explain it, but more than welcome.

Speaking of expositing, given they had a touch of breathing room, Kamek decided to do some of that himself as he flicked open Robin Goodfellow’s book and sought out the Radince’s own page on it, just in case it held some helpful tips.



While the mage did wonder about who on earth the Pale King was, what stood out at the end was the note about darkness. That, and the earlier comment about the void, certainly explained what the shadow stuff was, and it also gave him an idea about a plan of (magical) attack.

While Kamek did that, and exposited to anyone that was interested in what he was reading, Jr used the moment they had to check on and top up everyone’s health with his healing magic, ensuring they'd all be primed and ready to go for round two.

After that, it was time to climb abroad. Climb being the key word here as they would be riding atop the train rather than inside of it. None of the Troop questioned this however, it was simply the logical place to fight from, and soon enough they were up top and ready for action.

They just had to reach said action first

”Well, this looks like it might take a moment” Kamek commented as they began their minuet long catch up to the Radiance, before he glanced at his green doppelganger and decided ”We might as well make the most of it”

Thus 3 more green orbs were tossed, three more green mages were made, and as they rolled on towards the second confrontation with the ‘end of thought’ they were put to work, giving each and every single of the party a nice little boost to their speed, attack, and defense.

Of course, the Radiance wasn’t exactly content to let them approach, and so proceeded to blast at them with inaccurate laserbeams which, fortunately, had a tell and wind up time that left them perfectly dodge-able. Things started going particularly well when Rika took point and the rest began a game of follow the leader, the troop, Kamek clones included, forming a line that dodged back and forth to avoid getting lasered under the princess’ guidance.

By the time they had arrived, everyone was boosted up by the clones, and Kamek wasn’t the only one who’d been busy prepping, as the front of the first train carriage was absolutely littered with iron knives that had been stabbed into the roof.

”Opening salvo, go!” Jr shouted as they got close enough to attack, having used the travel time to scheme as well as stockpile magic, thrusting a finger forwards and sending a hail of pre-prepared blades stabbing towards the Radiance, forming and launching more alongside the initial volley. He was joined in this by Rika who launched a fresh volley of disrupting shots at the Radiance inorder to debuff the firepower she was throwing back.

The Troop’s final hit came from combo attack from Kamek and Bowser, the king grabbing the mage’s doppelgangers by the broomstick and hurling forwards like javelins, and then, once they got close, Kamek had them cast his explosion causing dark magic beams spell.

The clones were, inevitably, cut down soon after launching, and it was an inefficient way of casting the spell, but it was safe and strong and that was what mattered, even if it did leave the mage rather drained.

Indeed, between them the Troop expended most of their rechargeable resource pools in that opening strike, which could have been an issue had it not been the plan. As a volley of swordblades came hurtling down the train, Bowser grabbed Kamek in one arm, Jr in the other and waited for a moment for Rika to grapple hook onto him before leaping backwards, over the heads of those behind them on the train.

The wind blasting backwards along their path, though nowhere near as strong as it should have been, caught them, sending the entire Troop flying all the way to the back of the train, and in so doing opened up the front-lines for someone else to give it all they’d got.

Just as Jr had planned.

Bowser touched down, thorny vines stabbing into the train’s roof for grip, his and Rika’s heels screeching as they slowed their backward flight, stopping them right before they tipped off of the back of the train, and right before the swordblade volley hit.

It was faster, but, thanks to Kamek’s now destroyed green clones, so were they. With speed he hadn’t had till now Bowser (still holding Kamek and Jr) stepped between the swordblades and received only a light scratch for his efforts, helped greatly by Rika sticking close to and slowing the shots down for him.

After they’d done that however they did have to face the slight flaw in their plan however, and that was that they were going to have to advance all the way back up the train to take another swing at Radiance.

”Nothing for it to get moving. Let’s go, let’s go!” Jr commanded as he was set back, leading the charge back the way they had come.

Aventon — Town center


“And so I told her, we don’t sell that kind of truffle but she just wouldn’t-” "-aaaaaaAAAAAAAAAH!" “-huh?”

Rayne’s retelling of a tale from the happiest and least interesting chapter in her life came to a halt when the interesting times she was currently living in came along and reasserted dominance by taking a boot to the monotonous rhythm she’d gotten into with helping the townsfolk with their scavenging.

And what an interruption it was. It wasn’t every day that you got to see a woman fall out of the sky, let alone find her more or less unharmed when you dashed over to see what was going on.

There was a little moment of tension when the horned person emerged as people, Rayne included, waited to see how this sudden arrival would act, one that was thankfully broken by the awkward greeting and wave the stranger gave them that put them all at ease.

It was enough that Rayne stopped focusing on the distinctive mechanical augments the woman had had done to her head, the equivalent of which she’d seen only once (no, twice now actually with Anne) and took the rest of her in. Other than being generally very pretty the other thing about the rest of her appearance that stood out was her outfit, one that prompted Rayne to to raise her hands to her cheek as she gasped “oh no. She didn’t steal you away on your wedding day did she?” before shaking her head lightly and responding to the situation properly, replying “Hi, hello” (along with her own little wave) to the well, greeting.

As she did so she floated down to hover just above the ground and approached to a distance she deemed close enough to not be standoffish, but not so close that she might worry the stranger with her own strangeness before introducing herself. She did so by tipping her witch hat to the stranger and then saying “I’m Rayne, Witch Knight, and, I hope, a friend” before asking “What’s your name?”
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