[center][h1][color=orange]Megadragonbowser[/color][/h1] [b]Location:[/b] Peach’s Castle – Throne Room[/center] [center][hider=For Courier 6] You have Acquired: [url=https://i1.wp.com/mentalmars.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/03/BLTPS-Claptastic-Voyage-Loot-Proletarian-Revolution-MentalMars_com.jpg?fit=1864%2C1048&ssl=1][b]The Revolution[/b][/url] A machine gun with an enormous magazine, moderate damage, and slow rate of fire, allowing long periods of fighting without needing to reload perfect for an prolonged firefight. Its loader inundates ammunition in corrosive acid, making its fire more effective against armored targets. Its high chance of applying corrosion per shot and high output mean that extended use on a single target can decimate its damage-reducing armor.[/hider][/center] [center][hider=For Ratchet] Rare Spirit Devoured: [url=https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/borderlands/images/6/6d/Zero01.png/revision/latest?cb=20180401092252][b]Zer0[/b][/url] Beneath Ratchet's fur, his skin has turned black and taken on a rubbery consistency. His eyes have turned red. His height has also increased by a third, but he remains thin. His clothes have also turned monochrome and overall darker. This spirit confers the Power [b]Decepti0n[/b], allowing Ratchet to completely cloak himself for short periods of time while creating a hologram of himself as a decoy. While cloaked, he is invisible to anyone neither especially perceptive nor fairly perceptive and paying attention. He can attack without breaking the cloak, though doing so will likely draw enemies' attention. This spirit also confers the Weaknene̴̡ņe̕͢n̷e̷̕s̶̢͢s̀͜͠ ́́ą͝f̡͘k̶j̷̕͟l̛h̵̛̀0͝u̷͘͟0̴̡̡0̶̡y̕͡h̢͏-̛0̵͘͢0̸̴h͜ą̡i0̸͘t̵h̷̨͟ę̵r̸͠͝e̶0͏͜͟ ͏̀͠[i]t̨h͢͠o͏u͟͠͠g̨͡h ͠t̴̡́h̴̀i͜s ̨̧́ba̶̷͝d͟a̷̶sś̢ ̷̕r̀̀ę͢͢s̷͞t̴̕s̡,̨̕͠ ͡y̸o͏u̡͏ ͢w̸̛͡hó̡ c͢͟a̛r҉r̛͡ie̕s ͠m̧e͡ ͏o̸̡͝nwá͜r̸̡̀d͏,̶͞ ͞ẁì͝͞l̀l͠ ̡ḱ̢n̶͘o̡͠w̡͝ ̷͜n̸o͟ ̧bu͘͟͜r͏̶d̷̴͞ęn[/i] confers [b]NO WEAKNESS[/b] [/hider][/center] Shocking though the demise of their comrades was, the heroes fought on. Once the wave of earth passed them by, the Centurion was the first to leap out from behind his team's defenses and approach the tyrant alone, though allies followed on his heels. Wise to the colossal koopa's act, Agoston did not hand himself over, and advanced warily enough to duck out of the way of Megadragonbowser's deadly but slow claw swipe. Having avoided the strike and gotten in, the man rushed behind his target, forcing the tyrant to choose between one man in a dangerous position or the bevy of enemies headed his way. Figuring he could take whatever the simple swordsman could dish out, Megadragonbowser opted for the latter. Agoston's ensuing stab into his heel elicited a growl, and fiery ichor began to leak out, but the tyrant felt it no more than that. When Agoston withdrew his weapon, he found it superheated, and close to melting. As bad as that was, the fact that it didn't disintegrate straightaway suggested that the tyrant's heat grew less intense toward his extremities. Whatever the case, the Centurion found himself more or less ignored as his comrades made their attack. The real Bowser approached his incandescent doppelganger, and with Donkey Kong in on the action engaged in a melee as furious as it was brief. Though the pair got a couple good hits in, they were sent away a moment later, allowing their allies to open fire A number of bullets from the Courier cracked against Megadragonbowser's body, one of them hitting a crack on his chestplate in the perfect position to worsen the rupture. A sharp shard of bony plate flew as his burning blood spattered from the wound, leaving only his hide keeping the heat within. Geno's beams, gotten used to by the tyrant and by now even taken for granted, now took the form of prismatic columns falling from the ceiling. Each one seared Megadragonbowser's body, their radiance entirely different -and altogether higher- than the heat broiling within him. The continuous storm of light hemmed him in, preventing him from avoiding Michael's sights even if he knew what was coming. He, however, had no idea of just how great a threat the sniper posed. The noise of Michael's explosive shots wasn't just thunderous—it was apocalyptic. Their sound alone seemed to rattle the foundations of the castle, much less the eardrums of his allies, but the volatile rounds they heralded did far more damage to Megadragonbowser. What remained of his chest and belly armor blew apart in a tremendous burst of burning blood; so great was the shock that the instead of a roar the tyrant could only let out a groan of agony before he fell forward, spewing ichor, onto all fours. Even if he withdrew into his shell, he would no longer be protected from the front whatsoever. Of course, the whole shell -fused with his spine- wouldn't be going anywhere, but the open, weeping wound on his chest was severely debilitating. Seeing the tyrant in this state, Spyro saw his chance. The little dragon rushed toward Megadragonbowser with revenge on his mind rather than safety, and after the long-range annihilation he just suffered, the tyrant wasn't about to let another gnat get past his guard and nip at his ankles. Even worse, he could see that furry egg, that blasted Donkey Kong, and both robot girls hot on Spyro's heels. What was he going to do? He couldn't think straight. Instinctively he swiped at Spyro with a claw, but in his daze he mis-spaced it and instead batted the little dragon with his hand, knocking him to the side. Recognizing his error, the tyrant took another shot at him, but his claws clanged off Tora's shield. [color=orange][b]”UGH.”[/b][/color] He let out an abrupt belch of fire to get them away. After hopping backward, the Nopon tossed his shield to Poppi, who executed a rocket-powered attack with some sort of extendable mechanism from the drill. It slammed into Megadragonbowser's mouth, cracking his jawbone, and clamped down with teeth he didn't even know exists. With a roar he scooted backward, the sharp pain clearing his head.. The ground where he'd been hunkering was covered in burning blood. [color=orange][b]”LITTLE...PESTS. SO MANY...BUGS...I GOTTA SQUASH.”[/b][/color] Jumping into the air, the tyrant beat his wings and flew behind his throne, using its back as a shield to protect his middle as he hung on with his claws. With narrowed eyes he scanned the room. He needed to deplete the enemy's ranks further; who was the easiest target? His eyes fell on the mage, the two kids, the bear and bird, the fat guy and his friend. It looked like they were just standing around, letting their allies do the fighting and take their lumps. A [i]great[/i] idea struck him, and with little ceremony Megadragonbowser tore the back off his throne and hurled it at them, hopefully to squash the whole lot flat. [color=orange][b]”HAH, EAT THAT, YOU SCUM!”[/b][/color] he roared, forgetting that he'd been using that projectile for protection. [center][h3]Tora and Poppi[/h3] [b]Level 3 Tora[/b] - (21/30) EXP and [b]Level 2 Poppi[/b] - (1/20) EXP New Poppi Power Gained: [b]Poppiswap[/b] [b]Location:[/b] Peach's Castle – Throne Room [b]Word Count:[/b] 464[/center] Without a moment to lose, Tora and Poppi got into the action. The second or so it took to recover from defending against the ground wave saw a couple allies rush past and attack Megadragonbowser directly. The real Bowser, Tora figured, was relying on his size to avoid a messy end like those who preceded him, but the sight of Agoston hurtling forward send the team into a panic. Was he trying to get himself killed!? But the Centurion proved himself both brainy and brawny as he ran in, heedful rather than heedless. The tyrant's interceptor missed him easily, allowing the armored warrior to get in close and strike at his adversary's heel. Unable to protect Bowser and Donkey Kong, Tora and Poppi watched on high alert as they clashed, and a moment later the combatants came apart. Megadragonbowser received not a moment to lick his wounds as the heroes' ranged fighters hit hard and fast, culminating in a skull-rattling bombardment from Michael that tore the tyrant a proverbial new one. What came next was a great chance to attack, but something about the way Spyro charged forward alarmed Poppi. “Masterpon,” she urged, pointed at the furious dragon as he ran. “Friend lizard not being careful. Could end up just like robot of girl earlier!” Nodding, Tora started to run. After a moment, Poppi activated her boosters and picked him up to cover more ground, and Blazermate -sensing a gambit in the works- followed behind. A stroke of profound luck kept Spyro from becoming hamburger, with Megadragonbowser's palm bowling him over sideways, but Tora knew he wouldn't be so fortunate a second time. “Release!” he exclaimed, and Poppi let go to sent him sailing into the path of the tyrant's next attack. Shield met claw, and this time the boss's swipe proved insufficient. He reeled back as Tora landed, and the Nopon threw his shield to his partner. “Poppi, time to combine power!” “Understood! Preparing to strike!” Energy surrounded Poppi as she powered up the shield, spinning it to maximum overdrive as she landed. “Jet Biter!” Its three thrusters ignited in one burst, and from the shield's center extended a heavy ball with chomping teeth on a scissor mechanism. It wreaked havoc on Megadragonbowser's already-brutalized face, forcing him to retreat. The sight almost brought a smile to both driver and blade's faces, but it was too early to celebrate just yet. The tyrant moved behind his throne, then a moment later ripped off a part of it to hurl over the melee fighters' heads at a more distant group. “Meh meh!!” Tora and Poppi were too far forward to help. Either the targets would have to kick it into gear, or Bowser himself would have to try and intercept or deflect the thrown throne. [center][h3]The Master of Masters and Kirby[/h3] [b]Location:[/b] Peach's Castle – Out Front[/center] A sudden noise from the direction of the castle doors provided a distraction from Minako and Linkle's monotonous containment procedure. The familiar yet mysterious figure of the black-robed Master of Masters had emerged and clapped himself against the door, breathing heavily. On his head, a stark contrast in terms of color, was the happy-go-lucky pink puff, Kirby. “Yike-aroonies!” the keyblade wielder wheezed, “Little too hot in there to handle, eh, Kirbs?” He looked up, prompting his passenger to smile obliviously. “Aww, isn't he just the cutest darned thing?” the Master of Masters crooned, looking over at the nearest girl for confirmation. Somehow, he then seemed to notice they were there. “Oh hey, kids! What's up? I was wondering where you went.” His obscured face hid the curious look he gave to Linkle, but his wince at the state of her new ears could be far more easily discerned. “Oooh...hey, let me give you a hand with that. Heal!” Around her blossomed a well of green energy and momentary flora. When it faded, her condition had improved considerably. Walking over, the Master of Masters peered into the moat, and spotted Junpei locked in his exercise of futility. “Huh? You're just keeping him here? Why didn't you...ohhhh, you weren't around when Kirbifer here showed how to give a heart.” He put his hands together, making a heart with his fingers. Nothing appeared in the middle. “Here's the deal: it's a matter of your heart's strength. If you're there, you'll be able to make one by doing...this!” With dramatic flair, the Master of Masters clutched at his own heart, then raised his hands high. Voice raised, he called out, “And a glorious heart will appear! Toss it on someone under the influence, and they'll snap right out of it.” He crossed his arms as something occurred to him. “Or, if neither of you are there, I could try unsealing him with my keyblade...” For a moment, his exuberant voice turned dubious. As much as he wanted to free Minako's friend, the energy it might take from him could have disastrous consequences. [i]That[/i] could happen again. The Master of Masters shuddered, and gave a shrug. “Er, I could freeze him for you while you heart him. The ol' castin' hand ain't what it used to be, but I'm sure I could hold him for a few seconds in the water. You get me?”