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@nitemare shape: Get well soon, NMS!
I'm going to try to get a Spider-Man post up sometime tomorrow.
@KaiserElectric@VATROU: Arachne post is up. Sorry about the delay. I would have had it up yesterday, but I decided today that I would wrap up the post where I did instead of adding on more. Hopefully I only need one more post to wrap things up.
Aubrey Adkins | Odysseus Laërtiades | Kyra Muller | Joel Vaughan (Talus)


“I will make you Nohrian scum pay for poisoning Corrin’s mind and convincing him to betray his true family!” The red-garbed samurai shouted before he lunged forward at me. I had zero idea what the heck he was talking about. Who was this Corrin person? I remember my red-haired retainer, I think Selena was her name, mentioning that name before, but she never explained who he was. You know what, I blame Talus for this. He’s the one who made me look like this video game character.

When the man’s blade began to descend towards me, Selena immediately jumped in front of me and threw up her own sword, parrying the blade’s blow. For a moment, they locked their swords together, applying their strength against each other. However, Selena was able to exert enough force in order to push the red samurai back.

“Be careful, Lady Camilla.” Selena called back to me as she held her ground, preparing to defend me if the man made another attack. “The high prince of Hoshido has weapon advantage against you!”

“What?” I asked her.

“Swords beat Axes, Axes beat Lances, and Lances beat Swords.” Selena replied. She still held out her sword in front of her in a defensive stance.

“Wait, so you’re telling me that the only type of weapon that is good against swords is the one weapon we don’t have!” Great. This would happen to us.

How are we going to beat this guy? Sure, we could just trade blows until one of us keels over, but that does not sound like something that would be productive, especially since we still need to figure out how to stop that Game Genie guy. I guess if we know what video game these characters were from, we might be able to exploit a weakness or find an easy way to defeat them or at least make them yield. Unfortunately, at least in this situation, I never got into video games. Sure, I do have some casual knowledge, but not enough to know from what game this samurai guy is from. I wonder who would know.

“Hey, Talus.” I called out to our resident metal man, “You wouldn’t happen to have a phone in that tin can of yours, would you?”

“What do I look like, an all-in-one machine?” He snapped at me after looking up from one of the cubes he had been busy working on.

“Well, sorry for asking.”

“Oh, I’m just messing with you, Vol.” Talus answered in a much more positive tone. Turning his attention away from the cube, Talus unscrewed a circular panel on the side of his head and slide it across the floor to me. “Just make sure you’re calling a cell phone that would have your number in its contact list. That why I can spoof your number so that whoever is one the other line will know it’s you.”

I scooped up Talus’ make-shift phone and frantically began entering into it a ten-digit telephone number. When I held it up to my ear, I could hear the dialing sound that would play as you waited for the call to connect. At that same time, the red-garbed samurai charged again at us. However, instead of repeating the stalemate that Selena held him at in our first encounter, the samurai showed off his acrobatic skills. Using his katana to keep Selena’s sword at bay, the man leaped up and landed on her shoulders. He then used her as a spring board and leapt towards me, shoving Selena down to the ground in the process. The samurai would have had a clear shot at me, since I had one hand dedicated to the phone. However, Odysseus reacted quickly and used his bow to shoot the man out of the air. Although the samurai was able to parry every arrow that Odysseus sent in his way, that distraction allowed me to roll under the man’s attack so that he would land behind me.

“Hello?” I heard Will’s voice through the phone.

“Do you have a minute?” I asked my boyfriend, while I dodged another one of the man’s sword swings.

“Do I have time? I’ve been trying to call you ever since I heard about the situation in Pacific Point! Are you okay?”

“I’ve been a little busy. But do you know of any video games with a red samurai?”

“Umm…that description could describe any number of characters.”

At the same time, Beruka jumped up to help me out against the samurai. At first, she was able to block his attack without much difficulty. However, with each swing of the samurai’s electrified sword, he began to gain the upper hand on her. If Selena had not scrambled to her feet and jumped into the fray, he might have overpowered Beruka.

How was I going to better describe this situation to Will so that he would know what game this guy was from? Unfortunately, he hasn’t said his name yet. But I guess that would have been too easy. What else is there? While I was watching my two retainers struggle to hold back the high prince of Hoshido, it finally hit me. Selena and Beruka are probably from the same game, as they appear to know what’s going on.

“Do you know of any games that have two girls named Selena and Beruka?”

“Well, there is Fire Emblem: Fates.” Will responded over the phone, now that I had some more concert information for him, “And I guess you are probably facing Ryoma, the high prince and heir of Hoshido.”

“Alright, so how do we defeat him?”

“Well, all the characters in that game have a specific amount of HP and if you reduce that to zero, then the character is defeated.”

With one fell swing, Ryoma knocked both my two retainers to the ground. Although the two of them were still moving, they seemed as if they were in great pain.

“We’ll be back up soon, Lady Camilla!” Selena reassure me, although she was wincing as she spoke, “We just need to take a short breather.”

“They’re just flesh wounds.” Beruka muttered in her laconic style.

“You have trained your retainers well, Nohrian. However, they cannot hold up against my righteous cause.” Ryoma prepared himself for another lunge towards me. “Prepare for Raijinto to taste your Nohrian blood!”

At this moment, unless I tried to use the ax that Beruka had given me earlier to block his attack, Ryoma had an opening against me. Both of my retainers were still out for the count and Odysseus was not close enough to help. Ryoma leaped up into the air with his sword raised high above his head. But suddenly, I realized that Talus has slide one of the cubes that he had been working on right in front of me. It began creating a humanoid wireframe until a blonde-haired woman with a short sword and a small shield stood in front of me. Since she was just summoned from the cube, she had little time to throw up her sword and shield to block Ryoma’s attack. After his attack was stopped, the red-garbed samurai performed three backhand springs in order to place some distance between himself and us.

“Oh, hey, Arachne.” Kyra told me when she first realized that I was standing behind her. “I like what you’ve done with your hair.”

“Nice to see you, too. But we have some bigger problems at the moment.” I then pulled the phone back up to my ear and continued my conversation. “I’m still here. Is there any other way to defeat this Ryoma guy?”

“Well,” Will paused for a moment to think about his answer. “Since Ryoma is technically a good guy, you could possibly talk him down, although it might not be an easy task if he thinks you’re a Nohrian.”

“Any ideas on what I should say? Other than a vague ‘we’re all good guys here’ speech?”

“I’ll give you a crash course of the game and its lore, although it probably will be the sparknotes’ version.”

While my boyfriend was filling me in on some details, I saw Odysseus jump into the fray. He hooked his bow to the quiver on his back and drew the sword from its scabbard. Ryoma, turning his attention away from Kyra and towards Odysseus, gripped Raijinto’s hilt as he readied his fighting stance. For a moment, the two swordsmen stood still, waiting for the other to make a move. And almost instantaneously, both men rushed forward and clashed with each other’s blade.

“How fast did you say you could tell me all this information?”
The Amazing Spider-Man
Peter Benjamin Parker | Mary Jane Watson-Parker
"Nothing is so painful to the human mind as a great and sudden change."
~Mary Shelley's Frankenstein 6.143-5

"Do you really think he'll at a time like this?" MJ asked Peter while they waited on the rooftop of their apartment. Normally, Peter would not stay on their rooftop for any extended amount of time because it could risk revealing his identity if someone put the pieces together. However, since it was long past midnight, the Parkers could rest easy knowing that, for the most part, no one would snooping on the roof. And even if someone did happen to walk in on them, Peter gave his wife one of his spare costumes so that it could hid her identity. Sure, he didn't have anything that would fit her spider-half, but at least she had his long-sleeved shirt and mask.

"Oh, I'm sure he'll be here." Peter reassured MJ, "Especially since he still owes me an IOU."

Right on cue, a magical portal opened up a few feet in front of the Parkers. A man dressed in a large, red cape stepped out from the portal.

"How may I help you this time, Spider-Man." Doctor Strange asked, although when he saw a woman, who was wearing the top portion of a Spider-Man costume, who had a drider-like appearance, he could guess the reason why hew as asked for immediately help at such an hour. "I guess we better get back to the Sanctum Sanctorum as soon as possible."

The doctor gestured both of his hands towards the portal, offering that his guests should go first.

"Ladies first."

When the three of them walked through the magical portal, Peter and MJ found themselves in an old, although well-kept up, Victorian-style mansion. While there were several common household items in this house, such as vases and rugs, just to name a few, the Parkers saw what looked like mystical artifacts were displayed, too.

"So, when did the symptoms appear?" Doctor Strange asked the couple, almost as if he were back in his medical days.

"It's this ring." MJ held out her hand, revealing the Egyptian ring that had been showcased at the Metropolitan Museum of Art. "I've tried removing it, but nothing happens."

Doctor Strange then pulled out a thick book that categorized all the mystical items that were known to the Sorceror Supreme. He shook his head as he turned the pages. At first, he did not see an object that MJ wore on her finger. However, after he had almost gone through over half of this encyclopedia of magical objects, Doctor Strange finally sighed in relief, since he had found the correct page.

"This ring had be crafted in the reign of Ramesses II as a result of..." Doctor Strange began to read the text. However, MJ impatiently interrupted him.

"Alright! We've read the museum display! How do we fix this?" MJ gestured towards her spider half.

"Well." Doctor Strange continued, "There appears to be a curse on this ring that will permanently transform the user into an anthropod-human hybrid."

"What?" MJ cried in horror. "I can't be stuck in this form! Sure, I'm probably popular enough to come out as a mutant, but I've have an acting career to continue!"

"Don't worry, MJ. I'm sure there bound to be some sort of work for you in that form." Peter tried to console his wife.

"I'm just kidding." Doctor Strange broke the depressing moment, "All you need to do is focus on the ring and think about returning to normal."

"Are you kidding me?" MJ cried out, "All I needed to do was will myself back to normal?"

"And you can do the reverse in the same way." Doctor Strange mentioned as he closed his big book of mystical artifacts.

"So, how did we get that ring mixed up? I swear that I got back the right ring.

"When the ring is in danger, it can swap its appearance with a nearby object. Mystical objects of this sort sometimes have these sort of defense mechanisms enchanted upon them."

"Well, that explains the mix-up alright."

"You might also want to wait until you get back home before you transform back to normal." Doctor Strange recommended to MJ as she was about ready to try to restore her regular human form. "I hope I don't need to explain why."
Unfortunately, I think the best thing to do now is to set this game aside and if we want to try again, we can do so after an extended break. Christmas break is always a bad time for roleplays for me and it hindered my ability to manage this game. Furthermore, I still think I need a break from GMing this game since I haven't gotten my motivation back for it ever since I ended All-Star. We've been trying to reboot this game multiple times now (I think we were on the 4th time now). I don't think rebooting it over and over, back to back, will revive it.

If you all want to keep continuing, we can continue. I just wanted to give my opinion.
So, I hear @Byrd Man gets a lot of praise and admiration for his character sheets. Here's what I think of that:



Note: Though I am submitting the proposal now, it'll be about a week before I am able to "officially" join. There are a few things that must be tended to in the real world, first.


Man, I wish your Spider-Man application for Marvel was that short.

:D
Voyager

“Alright, Game Genie.” The Son of Osiris communicated via telepathy, “Who is this Blue Blur hero you keep rumbling about?”

The Game Genie, since he was not used to hearing someone else’s voice in his head, grabbed his temple, as if he was having a minor headache. But after a few moments, he quickly recovered and began to answer the Son of Osiris’ question.

“Do you all not know the Blue Blur of Chicago?” He asked, “The fastest man on Earth?”

All the heroes traded glances after the Game Genie’s response, showing that none of them knew of the hero named the Blue Blur. Apparently, this character was not as well-known as the Game Genie claimed him to be.

”I kinda thought he meant Icon. Dunno why, just felt bloody right yeah. Though I don’t know many Hero names either.”

”Wait, but this is Pacific Point, isn’t it?” Voyager interrupted, sounding lost. ”Why aren’t you in that...Chicago place?”

“Of course I’m not talking about Icon! I would have said that in the first place.” The Game Genie first responded to Eva. Then, while the other heroes were dumbfounded that Voyager didn’t know what Chicago was, he turned to Voyager and answered her. “Why, the Blue Blur is a speedster. Executing my plan in a faraway city would allow me to up the ante, so to speak.”

”So, where is he? For that matter why has no one here heard of a Famous Chicago Speedster?

“How am I supposed to know? Should I know where my archenemy is?” The Game Genie said.

”...well he’s apparently in a Chicago,” Voyager muttered offhand.

“I guess you all live under a rock if you don’t know who the Blue Blur is!” the Genie rambled on, oblivious to Voyager’s comment. “And they called me the basement dweller! Those cretins!”

”Should we be standing around talking, usually I just jump in but well, the mood was kinda ruined and well. I got confused and we’re just talking. Unless he’s about to give up shouldn’t we stop this?” Eva asked as she pointed her sword towards the Game Genie’s direction.

“You all need to stop talking and do more fighting.” Odysseus told the other heroes after he had finally defeated Pit. He wiped the sweat off his forehead as he joined the others. "It seems like I've the only one actually fighting this creep's minions."

“Well, if you all only know mindless violence, then I’ll give that to you.” The Game Genie called out. He reached into his black cloak and pulled out a small, metallic cube, similar to the ones that were hovering around the entire city. He then wound up, like a baseball pitcher, and tossed the device up above the heroes. However, instead of descending to the ground, like any object would according to the Laws of Gravity, the cube hovered there.

The cube then immediately started to construct what appeared to be something similar to the wireframes that are used in computer game models. It started with a simple cube and then began adding on more polygons. Once the frame was completed, it began rendering a skin onto the structure. First, it was just a simple shade of blue. But after a few seconds, more details began to appear, including an angry face with bushy, black eyebrows. Once the process was completed, anyone who had ever played a Mario game would have recognized that the cube had just produced a Thwomp: a large, blue cube enemy that would come smashing down to the ground whenever the player travelled underneath it. And since the heroes were underneath it, the Thwomp proceeded to do what it was designed to do.

Even before the Thwomp began to drop, Aubrey felt a buzzing sensation in her skull, which alerted herself that she might still have her powers, despite not having her drider appearance. Sensing the danger that was about to come, Aubrey grabbed her two apparently loyal retainers and pulled them out of the way. At the same time, the Son of Osiris used his magic to first move himself out from underneath the blue enemy. Then he pulled Talus towards himself and pushed Odysseus towards Aubrey. However, by the time he got to his last teammate, was about ready to strike Gajana, leaving the Son of Osiris no time to get him out of there.

With a quick roll, Eva moved out of the way fast a she could, with Voyager making a Psionic-assisted leap in the opposite direction.. ”Dickens! Catch it!”

When the Thwomp came down on Gajana, the Elephant Man threw up his arms and braced himself for the impact. Although he strained underneath the inertia of the blue boxlike enemy, Gajana was still able to hold up the Thwomp. However, even though he tried, Gajana was not able to throw the giant weight off himself, as if it had a will of its own to continue only in a downward direction.

“Alright, guys.” Gajana exhaled heavily as he struggled against the weight of the Thwomp, “This thing is kind of heavy. Any bright ideas?”

With a huff, Dickens placed his head directly under the immense boulder creature. And lifted upwards, straining but as he lifted higher he grew even larger to compensate for the massive weight. ”So. You don’t hold anything against me now, right. We even? Although I do hope he can get out of there?”

Gajana, now that the Thwomp had been lifted off his shoulders, was now able to escape from underneath the giant block. “As long as that things never comes after me again, I guess so.”

”Just. Don’t look like food. Or dumpster dive.”

“Well, I can tell that you all have found an exploit in my programming, since you’ve been able to summon characters of your own.” The Game Genie said. He then pulled out a small notepad and pencil and began scribbling something down. “I need to make a note to fix that once I’m through with you all.”

“The Thwomp is just a mindless Mario enemy. But let’s see how you handle against more intelligent foes.” The Game Genie once again reached into his cloak again and pulled out even more cubes and slid them across the floor towards the heroes. Once the cubes stopped sliding, each device began creating another character via the same process as the Thwomp had been fashioned.

The first character that was created was a giant cyclops that towered above the heroes. In his hand, he held a trident, the staple weapon of his father, Poseidon, and he was dressed in an attire that was somewhat Greek in nature. But before he engaged, he began speak in verse.

“Giants and the Genii,
Multiplex of wing and eye,
Whose strong obedience broke the sky.”

Then the cyclops paused, ceasing from his poetic verse. When he saw the Son of Osiris and Odysseus, he bursted out into laughter. “Ah, I see Arkantos has sent his allies to face me. What a shame, as I would have liked to have ended him, too, so he would have known that Gargarensis is his superior!”

As Eva shifted her gaze towards the giant, the Thwomp smashed down on Dickens suddenly, as she fearfully turn to him his back legs pulling his severed head from underneath the cube as it reformed into his usual dumb self. ”Oh, thank the Queen of E.” Distracted a blade lunged out of nowhere as a incredibly tall armored figure clad in a ragged cloak and a pointed helmet. Dodging the first strike a dagger reared up with a powerful left handed strike slicing at her hoodie as it made it’s way up towards her chin. Eva sidestepped and felt herself for wounds, the dagger has cut clean through her hoodie and left a shallow laceration on her stomach. If she hadn’t dodged backwards as far as she did it would have been far deeper; there wasn’t much time to waste as the knight lunged forward. ”What the Bloody hell are you?”

As his Alpha was under attacked Dickens began to charge her way in order to protect her, however a hail of gunfire erupted as a Figure sprinted forth from a dust cloud firing off crimson bursts of energy from a rifle like gun with maws. The blasts ripped into Dicken’s flesh and he shifted his priorities and sank his beaked maw onto his aggressor, a Man in full Military like armor. His hand pulled himself up and onto Dicken’s back by climbing his beak, while tentacles ensnared his legs he continued firing into his back all the while ripping his legs free. Reversing his position he wrenched back Dicken’s beak and whipped out a massive minigun with triple barrels firing directly into his exposed mouth.

Eva in between dodging nearly fatal blows could see Dickens struggling with the Doom Marine, she had played some of the new Doom game. The Knight before her pushed her back, as another jumped into the fray. Awwh Blow me already, there’s another!”

”Oof...hang on, I’ll get him off!” Voyager piped in, finally getting back to her feet and preparing a barrage of Psiblasts.

“Oh no, don’t think I’ve forgotten about you!” the Game Genie barked at her, before producing another cube from within his robes. Voyager turned his attention to him as he tossed it into the air, the cube morphing and beginning to take on a humanoid shape. The cube came down in the form of a man, brown-haired and devilishly handsome, with a long straight mustache and wearing the gaudiest outfit Voyager had ever seen. Cautiously taking a step back, the man made a three-pronged landing and quickly straightened up, slicking back his hair as he gave the half-alien girl a haughty look.

“Well now…” he announced to the room, his deep, charismatic voice audible even over the surrounding battle. “Another prisoner here to test his luck in the Noxian gauntlet!”

”G-gauntlet?” Voyager asked, still stepping away from her handsomely mustachioed counterpart. With a hearty laugh, the man drew two wicked looking straight axes from behind his back, adorned with spikes along the back of the blade and with rings at the end of the handles.

“Remember to put on a show, kiddo!” he said, starting to swing his axes by the ringed handle.

“WELCOME TO THE LEAGUE OF DRAVEN!”

Voyager leapt aside as Draven flung his axe at her, missing her exposed face by inches and bouncing off of the far wall to fly back towards him. Voyager shot back with a psi-blast, but Draven sidestepped it to catch his returning axe and flung the second one at her, which she deflected with a Psiforce barrier, energy crackling off it from the force of the attack. This axe also bounced back into his arms as Draven flung the first axe again, and so the battle went, with Voyager darting back and forth to avoid the axes and her opponent laughing wickedly as he casually dodged her returning fire.

The Immortals now had choices to make. The Game Genie, knowing that he was outnumbered not only by the Immortals, but also by the two others heroes who had shown up at city hall, evened the odds by summoning more of his holographic constructs to deal with the heroes. Three of the Game Genie’s summons were already distracting Eva and Voyager, while a fourth one stood before them.

However, before any of the Immortals could react to the situation, a fifth cube went off in front of Odysseus, Arachne, and her two supposed retainers. In its place, there was a samurai kneeling on the floor. He wore red and white armor, while his sword was attached to his belt. For a moment, this man just knelt there, as if he were biding his time.

“You have done well so far.” The man finally spoke towards the four heroes.

The samurai then got up on one foot so that only one knee was resting on the ground . At the same time, he slid his sword out of its sheath. With each inch of the sword’s blade had been exposed to the air, electric sparks began to jump around the blade. Once the sword was almost free from its scabbard, the man swung it in front of himself, producing a burst of electricity.

“But that was only practice.” The man told his opponents as he stood up. He then swung his katana once again, producing a similar cloud of electricity as he had before. Once he had taken a stance that would prepare him both for launching an attack and also defending himself if he were attacked, he spoke again. “No more games. To the death!”

“Is it just me or does everyone want to kill one another?” Aubrey asked aloud after she had just watched the samurai prepared himself for a fight.

“He’s a Hoshidan. We’re Nohrians. There’s kind of some bad blood between our nations.” Selena told Aubrey and Odysseus. “But you should have already known that, Lady Camilla!”

“Great.” Aubrey sarcastically muttered.

“You might want this.” Beruka told Aubrey as she handed her a silver axe that the blue-haired girl pulled out of thin air.

“Where did you get that?”

“Personal inventory.” Beruka laconically replied.

Meanwhile, tired and rapidly running low on stamina, Voyager’s Psi-Shields shimmered from the effort of maintaining them as they deflected shot after shot from Draven’s axes, who seemed to be enjoying himself more than ever as a cocky grin slid across his handsome face.

“You’re the best one Draven’s had to fight in a long time!” he said with a triumphant laugh as he shattered her shields again and dodged a retaliatory blast, neatly catching his weapons again.

”*huff* Y-yeah?” Voyager retorted breathlessly. ”*puff* W-well...you-AGH!”

Voyager collapsed in a heap as a sharp pain shot through her leg. She looked down to see a gruesome looking gash in her leg, with the offending axe flying back into Draven’s hand. She tried to get back up, but pain shot through her leg again, forcing her down to a kneeling position as she gripped her wound tightly to stop the bleeding. Draven, wiping the green blood from the weapon with his sleeve as more blood leaked through Voyager’s fingers, gave another haughty laugh.

“You would have done well in the Fleshing,” he told her in a tone of mocking admiration. “Shame this will be your last performance though.” Blinking tears of pain from her eyes, Voyager steeled herself and prepared to fight, but Draven was ready for his grand finale. Roaring his own name in triumph, he flung both of his axes not at Voyager but straight into the ground. To Voyager’s shock and horror, they kept spinning, tearing up the ground as they shot in her direction like a bullet.

With a burst of shock- and psi-induced energy, Voyager flung herself out of the way of the blades, only for them to slow to a stop and start flying back at her again. Thinking quickly, Voyager put her full energy into charging up her Psiforce and slammed her shielded arms into the ground in front of them. With a resounding crackle of energy the axes were dislodged, leaving another gash on Voyager’s cheek as they were launched into the air, curving back towards utterly shocked owner.

“Oh for the love of Noxus…”

With a pair of meaty *thunks*, the axes struck home in the dead center of Draven’s chest, slamming him backwards into the wall. A weak yet haughty laugh echoed from him as he slunk to the ground, pixels starting flaking off of him like dust. Eyes glowing from the Psionic energy coursing through her, Voyager strode towards her enemy, limping slightly from the still bloody leg wound.

”H-how was that for a performance?” Voyager said, her smile starting to come back to her. ”I think I did a pretty good job.”

“Haha...yeah, guess you did,” Draven choked out, still sporting his smug smile as more pixels began to die and fall away from him. “One thing...though…”

”What?”

“D...Draven’s not fighting solo today…”

Before she could ask why, the wall exploded behind Voyager, who turned around in time to see something massive and metal flying towards her. Eva turned around at the sound of a shriek just in time to see what looked like a giant anchor on a chain hook Voyager around the waist and pull her from the battle.

”Bleeding Wankers! Voyager!” Eva called out momentarily distracted by her sudden disappearance. As a sword ran though her shoulder, the Abyss Watcher lifted her and tossed her out the nearby window. Falling onto the grass just outside she thanked her luck that they were on the first floor as she felt the huge gaping hole in her shoulder. ”That, that’s going to cheese me off you bloody Yank. This is a real Dog’s Dinner.” As the two jumped outside after her swinging down their swords. ”Good thing I’m made of sterner stuff. But that’s still gonna be a bit@# to deal with later.”

“Well, I hope you all have fun with your new playmates!” The Game Genie laughed as he dropped another cube at his feet. This cube created a pink puffball with red feet. It looked uncannily like the small, round character that Captain Falcon had been fighting earlier that day. Then, the pink puffball pulled out a yellow, five-point star that was big enough for the little guy to stand on. The Game Genie, in turn, also hopped onto the star and the two began to fly out of the city hall lobby. “I will be waiting on the top floor for the Blue Blur! And no one else!”

As Game Genie was about ready to soar out of the building, Talus, timing his jump, flew up and grabbed a hold of the Game Genie.

“Kirby, deal with him!” The Game Genie commanded. Kirby then pulled out a large hammer, the mallet of which was almost as large as Kirby himself, and swung it at Talus’ face. Talus, therefore, was sent crashing down to the ground, but not before he dislodged a few cubes from the Game Genie’s robes.

“Why does it have to be the face.” Talus muttered to himself as he rubbed his forehead. But when he noticed that a couple of the Game Genie’s cubes had fallen with him, Talus developed a plan. He quickly grabbed one of them and plugged his usb cord that was attached to his arm into the device.

“Alright guys.” Talus told the other Immortals. “I have an idea. Just give me some time and we should be able to capture this Game Genie.”
Just a heads up for everyone, I am doing a work placement on Mondays and Tuesdays from 8am to 5pm EST and as I would like to make a good impression (and secure a job) I won't be around often during that time outside of my lunch hour.


Good luck!
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No idea, the one @Lord Wraith put on the roster, which I can only assume is the DC one from Bialya.


I just saw that. I didn't notice that he updated it yet.
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