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Level 1 - 3/10 EXP
Difficulty Level 1
Location: Peach's Castle - Throne Room
Word Count: 525
Direct Mentions: [@DracoLunaris] [@Lmpkio] [@Lugubrious] [@thedman][/b][/color][/center][hr]
Gene, after seeing that the giant lizard thing wasn't going to attack (at least, not yet), let out a sigh of relief. [color=burlywood][b]"... Man, I... Really am sorry about that though. I didn't hurt you or anything right?"[/b][/color] He doubted he could actually hurt the lizard, it looked pretty tough, but then he did whoop Angra's ass pretty hard. Of course, that was with both God Hands, and... Wait, didn't he remember not feeling the Left God Hand's power? He double checked his left arm, finding that it didn't carry the tribal tattoos of the God Hand on it. Oh crap, he really was back at square one.

He was pulled out of his shock as a small purple dragon approached him, asking who he was and saying that he had found this group in a bit of a jam. He felt his trademark cocky grin make its way onto his face, and he pounding his fist into his hand. [color=burlywood][b]"The name's Gene, and I'm the warrior known as the God Hand!"[/b][/color] Maybe that was a bit too bombastic and arrogant given he was still on thin ice after attacking so suddenly. Still, he couldn't help it. [color=burlywood][b]"Uh, so who are..."[/b][/color]

He trailed off as the little onion looking thing approached him, the onion slapping its hand onto Gene's shoulder and telling the fighter to take it easy. He began to explain it in what Gene figured was layman's terms. He didn't know what a Galeem was, but fighting? Fighting was his specialty. [color=burlywood][b]"Well, you bet your ass I'm good at fighting! Check this out!"[/b][/color] He began to unleash his trademark combo at the air, starting with a Mach Speed Jab...

And simply threw a single left jab instead. Then a left hook, and a straight, followed by an uppercut. What the?! [color=burlywood][b]"That's... Weird. I had learned so many different techniques but now it's like I can't remember them..."[/b][/color] He tried to go for the Yes Man Kablaam, a personal favorite, and instead did a simple guard break. [color=burlywood][b]"Huh. Guess that guy must've zapped my techniques. Damn."[/b][/color] He turned back to the onion, shrugging. [color=burlywood][b]"I can fight, but I'm not as good as I used to be. Maybe I'll find more techniques as we travel. I dun- oh."[/b][/color]

He finally noticed that the onion had waddled away in the direction of food. Gene's mouth watered despite himself. Man, food would be so good right now. Still, he had to find out about these other folks. At the sound of a question directed towards him, Gene craned his head, seeing the middle aged guy in the suit calling out to him to assure he was on their side. In response, Gene gave a grin and a thumbs up, calling back. [color=burlywood][b]"Yeah, I'm not brainwashed and crazy anymore! ... Least I hope not!"[/b][/color] Despite himself, he let out another sigh of relief, looking back at the two that were still near him. [color=burlywood][b]"Sorry again about the whole kick to the face thing. Kinda couldn't stop myself,"[/b][/color] he gave one last apology to the lizard, then turned back to the dragon. [color=burlywood][b]"So, like I was saying, who are you guys?"[/b][/color]