Gintoki looked at Lucas' confused face skeptically before realizing that every universe worked a tad differently. That Smash game or whatever it was called might've just been something created due to a lot of research... Or something. Maybe he didn't know; checking seemed to be the best option.

"The reason? There's a game down at one of the arcades on the lower floors that a lot of people flock there for. Apparently it's really popular or something... And you're in it. Something about a giant floating gloved hand and a bunch of random people from other universes fighting things and each other..." he trailed off before laughing. "Kind of like how we are now. 'cept with less fighting."

That had just reminded him, actually- was Lucas actually aware of all those other characters in there? He seemed to be not as knowledgeable as the rest of them, but the fact that he managed to make his way here remained the same.

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Dio's eye twitched as he heard the always-abnormal voice of Charlotte rapidly approach him and sighed. The tone of voice she had didn't mean any better for him, given her previous reactions to his hair- it was a wonder that his son had managed to not have to deal with her as much as he did. Turning around, Dio materialized The World before noticing that Charlotte was all but ready to consume his his head... Again. Massaging his forehead, Dio sent The World to go and catch the witch as she flew towards him.

"Perfect timing. You're coming with me. And no, you are not eating my hair. Not The World, either." he said, still annoyed about the mischief that the little creature brought with her wherever she went. Maybe if she was released on that ship he could have a bit less trouble dealing with the crew...

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Suwako stared defiantly back at the armored samurai, the dark aura around her feet growing more restless by the second. These people were definitely not here for positive reasons, especially if they were threatening them like this for a girl. Hearing that girl's musings only served to distrust the men in front of her even further. Under such circumstances, handing over the girl would be like giving her a death sentence.

"You can take the coffin, but not the girl." she stated, glaring at Senbonzakura with her head held high. "You lay one hand on her and you'll regret it- we gods don't take lightly to being threatened."