The world was collapsing under his feet, and Issac could feel that he would not be long for this world if he didn't act immediately. "Sasa," He yelled, grasping the bladed end and hurling it into the rock. The blade sang as it dug into the earth, cutting through like it were paper. "Too strong," he followed, the pitch and intensity reeling down to a pleasant tone on the ears. The blade caught rock, and not a moment too soon, as the rock beneath him gave way, falling upward into a blue sky. Issac's grip slipped, and the clumpsy pirate was sent sliding to the end on the chain, grasping sasayaki by her blunt head. "Uhhg, do you mind," he moaned, particularly sensitive about being touched when not on her terms. "Are you trying to pet me, or something?" Issac ignored her complaints, waving in the wind like a proud flag, and enjoying the view. "I think I understand this curse," he proclaimed, rocking back and forth on the chain in an attempt to gather some momentum. "Hey, can I get some help?" he asked with a smile." Sasayaki let out a warning grown as the swings intensified. She was used to a certain level of mischief from her master, but it never made the situations any more tolerable. "Would you like a fresh drink, or some new holes to bleed out of?" "Just swing me," he laughed. Sasayaki let out one last protest, before flailing Issac around like a ball on a string. She aimed to make him regret his life choices, but Issac only laughed as she swung him faster and faster. "Is this what you wanted," she screeched, her steel shivering. "Is this what you think is a good time?" "Annd," he started, wraping a section of the chain around his arm to get a better grip. "Realease!" Sasayaki quivered, as the force of her protest shot down the chain and into her blade. The earth split in two and the moment the swing hit the peak, the two were sent free and flying towards the center of the mass. The worlds shifted, and Issac flipped with the fluxuating gravity, almost making a perfect landing before hitting the rock face first with a slip of his toes. "Cooool," her muttered to the dirt. "What the hell," Sasa yelled, her head probing the rocks with a sweet melody. "Are we?" "Right side up, on an island that is upside down!" Issac exhaled, almost too excited to breath. "The gravity stream took us all the through the island, but isn't strong enough to penetrate the solid spots!" Issac paced back and forth, watching the free ruble float up to an infinite sky. "We are so lucky to be alive!" he proclaimed. "But we are stuck on the wrong side of this damn rock, with no food, no water, and no more friends." She reminded him, always having a talent of spotting the harsh ground to his floating dreams. "Congratulations, we found a prettier rock to starve to death on!" "We are just on the upside down, and need to find a way to the downside right!" Sasayaki moaned, dreading the new onslaught of [i]brilliant[/i] plans that would be required to make it to the next hell. "Shall we start over from number two, or just keep adding?" "Plan number 2, he had already begun, peering our to the sky above the storms. It was a vast world, and seeing what lied above reminded him of home, or the sky islands before they fell. Issac wanted to reach them once more, to let the streams of gravity catapult him into the sky and land on the milky white of the cloud sea, but life would not ever so simple. Returning to the sky was one of his ultimate goals, but that was not would that would some so luckily. ````````````````````````````` Bighead collided with the ground after a magnificent leap, trembling the island and the very touch of his massive legs. He froze for a moment, his attention focused beneath the ground itself. "Good boy, Lucky! It appears you are not a disappointing soul, yet you are still untested in combat." A rock rolled over ahead of him, revealing a man that had been sleeping underneath. "Excuse me young sir, could I ask a favor of you?" The man's eyes, cold and uninterested, lazily peered at the captain. "Can't you see I am trying to catch some sleep. This fight has gone on longer than expected, and I just become a monster if I don't get a full 23 hours." Bighead laughed, a mockingly monstrous laugh. "Sleep is for cowards," he declared, "A soft escape for those too feeble to face the MAGNIFICENT DAYLIGHT!" The captain struck a nerve, forcing the man to his feet. "Feeble!? I'll have you know that I have the strongest defenses this world has ever seen! No creature in the world has ever scratched this iron skin of mine, and if you think oth-" "Magnificent," he captain interrupted, grasping the main in growing hands. "You will become the perfect metric for my new crewmate!" He raised his arms to the sky, growing in length and width, and then jolted himself into the air, shifting his size from his arms to his legs while tossing the stranger directly into the ground, all whilst yelling, "CANNONBALL!"