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[color=slateblue]LEVEL ONE[/color]
[color=slateblue]Day/Time:[/color] Day 2 - Morning
[color=slateblue]Location:[/color] Mario's Funeral
[color=slateblue]Tag(s):[/color]Frisk Dreemurr: [@Guardian Angel Haruki][/center]

Bartz found himself running around Pixel City, followed by Boko, a chocobo, that suggested to be ridden on instead which denied by Bartz because he knew Boko would go in a frenzy a kick a lot of people in the area with his 'cannot be contained' excitement. He sighed helplessly, trying to find some place he can sit on. Like a chair. Or something. He glanced at Boko, who leaned on him suggestively, not giving up at the offer to be ridden on. Bartz patted the chocobo's head and his hand slid down to it's long feathery neck and continuously stroked it. While stroking the bird's neck and gave it affection, Bartz tried to make Onion Knight's shortsword, his hand in front of him and waiting for the short sword to appear. There was nothing, the sword is not appearing. He tried Vaan's Katana, nothing happened. He tried Squall's Gunblade, nothing happened. He tried Cloud's Buster Sword.. nothing happened. Had he lost his mimicry? He tried to make his own sword appear, with a flash of light-blue at Bartz' palms, the sword appeared. The sword was red with golden arcs on the handle with a green gem decorated between the hilt. He made the sword disappear again after another flash of light-blue and it was gone. Bartz looked up on the sky, eyeing the clouds as he went down for a trip in memory lane.. What happened to the last few days?

Bartz along with the others defeated Chaos, long and tough battle it was, the god of discord was defeated after it's last move of Quo Vadis until he was out of control of his power. Then we were shrouded in blue, yellow, and white glowing light and suddenly been warped to another place with grass, flowers, trees and the sun. The vegetation has restored and so is the world, the Castle Cornelia towering high beyond a lake where the Warrior of Light lives. Suddenly, Every hero started glowing with Tidus disappearing first to be warped back towards it's home world. And here he was warped. Pixel City, outside of his game.. or was it games? Did he warp in the wrong place? Can he go back in Tycoon,  be with Lenna and Faris? Tell his stories with his adventures with a Mithra and an Esper? He can't wait, but how wouldn't he.

They arrived at somebody's funeral, found interesting people mourning, It has chairs so.. he sat at the very far back of them all, he doesn't want to be rude but sure he would give his respects, looks like this Mario is a hero, and all heroes are friendlies in Bartz' book. Even he doesn't have any flowers and haven't seen this hero in personal. But it looks like Mario was a legend like those lemmings called him. He shrugged the thought away, sitting comfortably on the chair as his thoughts wander. If he could just copy weapons and abilities, he can fight better. But that would be a problem, he doesn't know anybody here but that guy with yellow distracting hair. Oh wait, that was Cloud! But he looked like he's talking with someone else, plus if he moved towards Cloud, Boko will run to chase me and it will disrupt the mourning people. He looked at the nearest individual he can talk to to ask something, and found a child in a stripey turtleneck. Time to ask questions.

Bartz shushed Boko down and made him stay away and remarks he'll be back in a second, he crept his way towards Frisk, because they're a kid! Kids are easy to talk to.  Always easy to talk to. "[color=slateblue]Uh, hey, kid, uh. Care to answer some questions? I'll whisper it to you, okay?[/color]" He asked, winking at the little child and sat beside him and placed a gentle smile. '[color=slateblue][i][b]Now, who's Mario?[/b][/i]'[/color] He thought.