[center][color=Magenta][h2]Alicia Harnick[/h2]
Level: 2
Day/Time: Day Two
Location: Butter Building, Kirby's Dream Land
Interacting: Senior Poppy Bros[@Holy Soldier]
Mention: Phoenix Wright[@Leaves], Banjo-Kazooie[@Etherean Fire], Cloud Strife[@Holy Soldier], Frisk Dreemur[@Guardian Angel Haruki]
Word Count: 341[/color][/center]

Alicia nodded to Frisk in answer of their thanks, but in other words, made no response, instead trying to wrap her head around the cry fest that the two brothers had become. Apparently they didn't particularly care for the idea of death, a thought which was basically confirmed when they argued about what their "king" had ever done for them. [color=Gray][i]"There seems to be some internal strife within this 'Emperor' Dedede's court. Perhaps we should suggest leveraging it?"[/i][/color] Alicia grunted as she followed the group, the Doctrine of Passing in hand once more.

[color=Magenta][i]"No, I don't think our child leader will agree. It's bad enough he's going to already object to the fact that we may have to battle our next few opponents. And from what I've learned of the Mugen Virus, Dedede is going to be no exception now that he's been infected."[/i][/color] Iron made no response other than a thoughtful hum. His Guardian, on the other hand, was still coming to terms with the fact that she was looking at, albeit this world's version, an actual whale. She had seen plenty of them in the archives, all different kinds, from Beluga's to Humpbacks. But to be looking at one in person, especially since it was so close in appearance to a Blue Whale, was simply amazing. [color=Magenta][i]"You're saving images and video of this for Ikora and the Warlocks, right?"[/i][/color]

[color=Gray][i]"I am. I think we should talk with the group before we go too much further ahead, preferably before the next fight."[/i][/color] Alicia nodded, and once the group had crossed the bridge, she called for a halt so they could talk. Of course, she would begin since she'd called for the stop inside the stairwell.

[color=Magenta]"I don't think we'll be able to talk our way past the next fight, or the one after that, if these next two generals are as fiercely loyal as was suggested. And about this King Dedede...Frisk, there's no reasoning with someone who's been infected by the Mugen Virus. Their sanity is gone at that point."[/color]

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[center][color=SteelBlue][h2]James Varrock[/h2]
Level: 5
Day/Time: Day Three-Early Morning
Location: Platform City-Save Point Inn
Interacting: Sparx[@Holy Soldier], Shantae[@Guardian Angel Haruki], Bently[@ONL], Cuphead[@Majoras End], Taric[@DracoLunaris]
Mention: [/color][/center]

The dragonfly's enthusiasm at James's survival of Gnasty Gnorc's ambush brought a smile to the Nightstalker's face, even though he wasn't sure why. [color=SteelBlue]"Course I survived, that ugly bastard didn't have what it takes to do me in."[/color] He didn't bother mentioning that the Mugen infected Egg Stealer had nearly succeeded though. [color=SteelBlue][i]I owe Banshee a big apology for the comments I made about him insisting my armor was in top shape before I went on patrol before...[/i][/color] He nodded when Sparx asked if they were there to help, but as he followed, he noticed the fellow with the black cloak and hood and frowned. Charger noticed and sighed.

[color=LightCoral][i]"Tag him?"[/i][/color]

[color=SteelBlue][i]"Nah, it's late, and who knows what people from other worlds wear. Remember the cuphead here?"[/i][/color] Charger made no reply, though he seemed to become annoyed at the reminder. Once they were in the room, with James inside last and closing the door, he stood against the wall to listen. When asked about the giant ugly's fate, the Nightstalker chuckled darkly. [color=SteelBlue]"Let's just say Mister Gnorc caught a one way ticket to hell."[/color] As the dragonfly went on to tell the story of how he ended up between dimensions, as he put it, James's face fell as he remembered the figure that was downstairs a just a room away from where they'd met the bug. But he then shrugged it off as paranoia; there was no way the guy had managed to track the dragonfly to Platform City.

The end to the story came, and James chuckled again, though less morbidly this time. [color=SteelBlue]"Well, you won't have to worry about that greedy sleezeball, Moneybags, any time soon. He's in custody within Tetris Castle and being questioned as we speak. And as for your situation...I'm all for helping, but we'll need to get any of this group-"[/color] The cupheaded person said they needed to help before the Guardian could finish, so he quickly pressed on  quick as he could before getting cut off again. [color=SteelBlue]"We need to get them to the castle and immunized before we go. Then I can get Guile or one of the other Council members to get us a portal to your Dragon Realms and help out."[/color]

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[center][color=OrangeRed][h2]Vent[/h2]
Level: 1
Day/Time: Day Three-Early Morning
Location: Platform City-Tetris Castle
Interacting: Vault Boy[@Holy Soldier]
Mention: Ruben[@Mattchstick], Azura[@Lugubrious], Mr. President[@Holy Soldier][/color][/center]

Vent simply snacked lightly on his food while they waited, though he was intrigued by the use of a viewscreen like back home. Of course, this one was clearly far more advanced, since it was able to transmit through to other dimensions, as well as receive from them, but the familiar piece of tech was somewhat comforting all the same. For the Megaman, Platform City was still just a touch too much mix and match. Eventually, the screen's picture matched the clarity of the audio, and things began to grow interesting.

First was the message recording, which described "gods of steel" that had made these Forsworn stronger than before. His mind raced as he considered the implications of what they could be. [color=OrangeRed][i]Could be more Psuedoroids, considering how easily Serpent created them and then handed each of them half of a Biometal...[/i][/color] It would also fall in line with the "Great Game of Destiny" that Ashe had told Vent about when Albert went on a rant. Still, he wasn't convinced, and it was possible that they were also powerful Mavericks, though he admitted that could be wrong. The group on the other side of the screen had, until the Vault Boy began listing the various titles one of them went by, been largely ignored by him. After all, people were going to be people, even if it was a bit childish.

However, with each title, his attention was drawn more and more to the screen. Eventually, the man gave up and accepted that he'd been summoned. Vent wasn't sure how good of an idea that was, given how he'd already tried to weasel out once, but the more the merrier if the Megaman had learned anything. Vault Boy then asked for any questions or comments, and the first to speak was the girl with the blue hair, asking for better winter clothing. Vent himself had a different question, as he was pretty good at ignoring temperatures after his adventures. [color=OrangeRed]"Are we allowed to go lethal or are we only to take out the 'steel gods' permanently?"[/color] Normally he wouldn't care, since they were bad guys, but he had since learned that other games reacted differently to his brand of justice than his own.