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World of Light

Jesus you people keep firing off posts like a machine gun fires bullets lol.

@Dark Cloud

We call it the "Weekend Rush". Everyone knows the update is coming and those who procrastinated or simply had busy have busy weeks uses the weekend to get all their posts out before the update leaves them behind.

World of Light

Suoh -> Musubi's

Word Count: 590
Level 4 Roxas: 25/40
Exp: 1
NEW EXP Balance--- 26/40

Roxas was left slack-jawed for a bit after Raz quite literally stuck the little door onto Sakura's head. After that he lowered his goggles over his eyes and then... nothing. Well, nothing from an outsider's perspective, anyway. The fact that they now both appeared to be sleeping meant that whatever Raz had done worked. He guessed. This was completely new to Roxas and truthfully it kinda confused him. But Raz did ask him to stay on watch and keep their bodies from being disturbed, so the Keyblade Wielder sat down on the pavement nearby them and just kinda... stared.

Eventually, the two of them woke back up at around the time Goldlewis came to pick them all up. From Roxas's angle, it was all completely uneventful, dull even. But he made a mental note to ask Raz about what happened later. He wanted to at least know if their efforts had worked out or not. But for the time being the Seekers had to focus on their upcoming dinner with Luka at that Musubi's place. Roxas was... not exactly thrilled. The Psych-OSF hadn't really made a particularly good impression on him yet and having to go deal with another one was definitely not something he was looking forward to. But he kept quiet and went along with it for now.

Along the way, Peach fused one of the Spirits she had showed them with herself. The changes were pretty noticeable, but most of it looked like it could be written off as merely a change of hairstyle and wardrobe, for the most part. And yet... Roxas just stared in disbelief. Did these people seriously have no regard for their own sense of self? They seemed to have no problem at all with letting themselves be changed and influenced by fusing with these spirits. It just seemed, wrong to Roxas. He then inevitably started imagining what fusing would do him if he were try it... and he physically shuddered and even recoiled a bit.

Uh uh, no way. He did not want to have put himself through that, not for any mission. He'd fought too long and too hard to prove his existence. There was no way he could just let it be... violated like that, "S-sorry!" he quickly said when he realized he'd had such a visible reaction to the fusion, "I'm just... surprised that you can so easily let something change you like that." he looked away then, not exactly wanting to continue that line of discussion. But it was pretty clear that he had not come to terms with the idea of fusing. Or that he even wanted to come to terms with it.

Eventually though, he was sitting in the restaurant with everyone else. Luka had to give them all paper menus because, of course, everything in here was only readable for psychics. Just another annoyance to add to the growing list. But Roxas knew better than to make a scene here, so he just read over his menu and picked the first thing that looked good to him. He spent practically the entire dinner just sitting in silence, picking at his food, almost looking like he was just waiting for this to be over and done with. He dared not open his mouth, lest he say something that would land them all in trouble.

World of Light

Level 3 Ganondorf: 1/30
Word Count: 1,207
Location: ??? > Boss Rush
Points Gained: 2
NEW EXP Balance--- Level 3: 3/30

Ganondorf grunted with annoyance when he was awakened. If he was at full power he'd punish that bee for unceremoniously slapping him like that. But he had more pressing things to worry about right now. Like the excruciating pain in his ribs. He'd have to ask for some healing, as much as he hated the idea. Sectonia's proximity seemed to be granting a slow amount of healing, but that alone wasn't going to be enough for injuries like his.

"...Wait." Ganondorf said through clinched teeth before Nadia turned away from him. While he appreciated her attempt at sparing his pride, the Gerudo was not completely above accepting some aid from another. Especially if that meant mitigating the agonizing pain of suffering broken bones. So he allowed the feline girl to heal him with her Spirit. That, combined with the slow healing conferred by Sectonia, was enough to at least get him back on his feet and ease the pain. Mostly. He briefly glanced over at the Spirit of the creature he had just slain. He considered taking it - like he had with the Duke of Flies - but ultimately chose not to. Some creatures were too disgusting even for him to want to employ, and Mom was such an example.

When he eventually dropped down into the next level of this wretched dungeon, Ganondorf hit the ground with a painful grunt. His ribs may not have been broken anymore, but they were still bruised a bit and sore like hell. Still, the King of Evil grit his teeth and stood strong. He was nothing if not resilient, and even more so thanks to the Triforce of Power. So even though he was still battered from the previous fight, one wouldn't be able to tell just by looking at him. The appearance of the Sigil was what caught his eye first. He recalled what happened when Jesse had touched a similar one upstairs in the Basement, and namely how it granted her power. With a smirk, Ganondorf did not hesitate to immediately reach forth and claim this sigil for himself.

Like with Jesse, the sigil vanished when Ganondorf touched it and its power surged into him. Immediately he felt his body grow in size, no where near as large as Ganon of course, but the man now appeared to match Bowser in height. His muscular stature grew as well to match his new proportions, and finally his short red hair grew into a full on mane that also connected into a newly grown short beard on his face.

For Ganondorf

Leo: Increases size by 30 percent, and grants a wild mane of hair. Confers enough strength to smash most rocky terrains or obstacles by stomping or ramming them.

Ganondorf looked himself over, impressed with the amount of new strength he possessed. Just to test it, he even drew both of his heavy swords at the same time and gave them a few test swings to prove that he could in fact now dual-wield them if he so desired. The only thing he was not overly fond of was the hair. So he simply tied most of it back into a short-length ponytail. That would have to do until he could find the means to give it a proper haircut later. After that it was merely a wait for all the items to be claimed by one Seeker or another. Only after that did the newest obstacles make themselves known. Not one but seven bosses appeared - conveniently the same number of Seekers there were. That inevitably meant that each of them was on their own for this next fight.

"Hmph," Ganondorf grunted. This place was starting to annoy him, "I grow tired of these abominations. This had better be the final test!" he demanded, beginning to slowly walk toward the Blastocyst. He had no particular reason for choosing this one - other than it just happening to be the one that appeared directly ahead of him. As his slightly more hulking form walked forward he channeled his dark magic into another summon. His Phantom appeared at his side and levitated itself up into the air in order to float around the abomination and allow the two of them to flank it. But Ganondorf was not finished setting himself up yet. He retrieved the Tarot card from his pocket and held it out in front of him to use it. The card vanished and the King of Evil found himself able to float and fly around just like his Phantom.

And it was a good thing he had done this too. The bubble-like monster hopped about and sent out projectiles in multiple directions with each landing. These would have been much harder for the bigger Ganondorf to dodge had he still been restricted to walking or running, especially with his bruised ribs. But thankfully the flying power granted to him by The Hanged Man allowed him to more deftly avoid projectiles and debris as well as keep the hopping monster within striking range of his blades. His Phantom on the other hand, was not quite as skillful at dodging the attacks. He was, after all, merely a watered down doppelganger of the man himself.

But between the two of them, they were able to make mince-meat out of the boss's initial form due to its larger size making it a larger target. When it eventually split into two, Ganondorf and the Phantom divided their efforts and each went one-on-one with the two halves. But while Ganondorf was able to slay his half with relative ease - the Phantom would strike his killing blow at the same time that his own vitality ran out. That left Ganondorf to deal with the now 4 small creatures alone. But they produced far fewer projectiles than their larger counterparts and thus Ganondorf was able to keep himself safe from harm with relative ease. He hacked and slashed at two of them before getting frustrated enough to summon the Duke of Flies to unleash its 12 projectiles, six going to each of the remaining creature. After that it only took another swing or two to finish them off.

What was left was a quartet of fleshy embryos crawling and flopping around rather helplessly. For these, Ganondorf used his newfound sigil power to simply stomp the embryos and ultimately finish them off. Overall the fight wasn't especially challenging, but it was long and tedious due to having to hack apart the creature as it had continued to break down. Quite annoying, but at least it wasn't a giant leg capable of breaking his bones, so that was a plus. Ganondorf lightly touched the ground when it was all over. Pity that the Tarot card's power wasn't permanent, but oh well. He picked up the Spirit left behind and pocketed it. He had no interest in fusing with such filth but if nothing else he could use it as a Striker as with the Duke of Flies.

Power Rangers - Legacy of the Dragon

_{Location: Unknown}

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_{Interaction(s): @Omega Man Scorpina, Zjango}

In an otherwise inaccessible cave system in the outskirts of Angel Grove, two figures sat alone. One appeared to be a woman in yellow armor, her sleek headdress baring a vague resemblance to a scorpion's stinger. Nearby her was a staff leaning against the cave wall, bearing a crescent moon with a red jewel fixed between the tips on the head of it. She was looking a little dissatisfied, particularly when glancing over at the other figure in the room. The other guy was a black humanoid covered in a white armor-like exoskeleton with yellow tendrils acting as sort of like makeshift scarves. He also wore a white headdress that vaguely resembled a wide-brimmed hat. He was much more relaxed than the woman, sitting on the ground and leaned back against the cave all - his hat-like headdress appearing to be pulled down over his eyes like some kind of monstrous gunslinger taking a nap.

"Bah, not good!" grunted the woman. She seemed to be monitoring the actions of her little clay footsoldiers and didn't look particularly satisfied with their performance, "The Staff alone won't cut it. I'd need Finster's workshop to make them full powered." she clenched her hand into a fist and slammed it into a nearby stalagmite.

"Except that place was picked apart and dismantled along with the rest of Rita and Zedd's palace, aye?" asked the male figure, offering a brief glance up from his relaxed posture, "Bad luck for you, Scorpina."

"Don't... patronize me, Zjango!" Scorpina hissed back him, "I don't see you doing anything to make the situation any better! How about you get off your arse and-" a sudden ice blast hitting the wall inches away cut her off. Her associate, Zjango, had shot up to his feet and fired one of his blasters in what had to be the fastest lightning draw Scorpina had ever seen. Luckily for her that had only been a warning shot.

"In case you forgot, Lady Scorpina, I did my job!" he took a slow step toward his employer - his weapon now trained on her, "If your little minions can't do theirs, then I fail to see how that is my problem."

Scorpina - despite the warning shot and staring down the barrel of his weapon - wasn't intimidated, "Don't forget who is paying you, mercenary. If my mission is unsuccessful, then you don't get your payment." she waited for him to slowly lower his weapon before she spoke again, "You still have most of your contacts and connections... don't you?"

"...I do."

"Then I need you to use your network to send out a message... to the Empire." she identified the recipient with noticeable hesitation, as if she hated having to do this.

"The Empire? That Royal House of Rust-Buckets? Very well... but you do realize I'll be adding this to my fee?"

"That's fine. Just make sure that King Sprocket knows that Scorpina has a proposal for him. Tell him it involves Earth and the Power Rangers, that should be enticing enough to get his attention."

World of Light

@TruthHurts22 Raz | @Lugubrious Gemma, Hanabi | @Zoey Boey Sakura, Karin

Midgar: Suoh - Anistar Gym, Part 3

Word Count: 2810
Level 4 Roxas: 22/40
Exp: 3
NEW EXP Balance--- 25/40

Roxas had been keeping quiet for basically everything. What they were told out in that alleyway bugged him, especially when thinking back to what that Coach guy said earlier. “Duds”. That was the word he used. All these psychics apparently believed that anyone without mind powers were… well, lesser somehow. And all around, the very structure of Suoh seemed to reinforce this idea. Lots of signs and things that “duds” like him couldn’t even read. But he’d bitten his tongue for the sake of helping his friend, Raz.

Once everyone was in the gym, Roxas continued to keep his thoughts to himself. He watched as Goldlewis and Midna left to go elsewhere. And he also watched Sakura challenge the OSF guy to a sparring match. Everything seemed to be… normal, for the most part. Maybe this feeling Roxas had was just in his head after all? But then he saw how Sakura’s match eventually ended. The OSF member ended up pulling out all the stops with his SAS connection and Sakura eventually freaked out and ran out of the gym.

Roxas looked back and considered going after Sakura for a moment. But then, without really considering his actions, Roxas clenched his hands into fists and glared back in the direction of the OSF people. That was it, he’d had it up to here with all this psychic stuff. Roxas pushed his way forward and eventually found himself confronting them with an angry look on his face.

”What did you do to my friend?” he demanded, his tone even but definitely not happy, ”And yeah, I know. You’re Psych-OSF and we’re just a couple of worthless duds, right? Well I don’t care! You’re all a bunch of big-headed jerks from where I’m standing!”

The onlookers had drifted away from the fight’s conclusion, chattering all about how it went. Gemma’s strength, martial skill, and mindful usage of SAS were as commendable as ever, but more of the watchers seemed riveted by Sakura’s surprising tenacity. She’d managed to take on incredible odds and force Gemma to push himself, all with an upbeat attitude, right up until the end. Her opponent, weary and sore from their match, had seated himself on the ground against a nearby wall with his water bottle, defending himself not with his fists but with faltering words against the accusations of his squadmate Hanabi. She insisted that he fought too hard, and should have known better than to take Sakura’s blank check at face value. Given how things turned out, he was hard-pressed to disagree, too.

Hanabi mellowed out after Gemma resolved to find Sakura and apologize, but their exchange came to an abrupt end when Roxas showed up. Neither knew this kid, but he was clearly pissed, even if he kept himself from going all-out furious. Hanabi didn’t know how to handle it. “H-hey, wait a sec, just settle down…”

Gemma frowned. So this boy was a dud? Despite his many years of service, Gemma practically never met duds. Such people were rare around here, since any who cropped up tended to move to less psychic sectors in Midgar, but those without the means to do so tended to not make big deals of themselves, even if that meant stoking the flames of resentment in silence. After all, in Sector 5 mental ineptitude was practically a disability. Maybe he was from out of town? The soldier exhaled, his eyes closed as he mulled over Roxas’ outcry. It didn’t matter where he came from, or that he didn’t have any experience with scenarios like this. As a senior Psych-OSF soldier, it fell to him to defuse this situation.

“Maybe we are,” he said flatly, opening his eyes. “In our organization, power is everything. We have to be strong enough to fight, and if need be die, for the people of Midgar. For those we care about. And in pursuit of strength, maybe we’ve lost sight of something important.” He shrugged and put his water bottle down. “I can tell you this though, son. If you’re saying that young lady I fought was a dud, then I have nothing but the deepest and utmost respect for her. I only fought her because she asked me to, in order to honor her request as a fellow martial artist. What happened at the end I can’t explain. Some sort of post-traumatic stress disorder, maybe. Either way, she gave an incredible account of herself, not as a dud, but as a warrior. That’s all I can really say.”

The blonde twins nearby nodded vigorous, prompting Hanabi to step forward with renewed determination. “Yeah, she was amazing! It’s true psychic power is vital to the OSF, but there are lots of different people in Midgar with different talents of their own.” With a bright smile she tried to wipe away the anger and doubt that plagued Roxas. “I’m sure it’s just the same for you! Nobody’s worthless.”

"...Then why do you call us 'duds'?" Roxas asked flatly, "Why are we not allowed to fight even if we're clearly capable?" in all honesty his frustration stemmed from the stirring of bad memories, but Roxas continued, "You might be able to make yourselves stronger with your SAS link, but people don't need psychic connections to give each other strength. I've seen it for myself plenty of times."

He then pointed his right index finger to his temple, "Is what's up here really all that matters? Because in my experience…" he then lowered his hand and pressed it against his chest, "...it's the strength that comes from here that matters most. And you don't need to be psychic for that."

Where was he even going with this? These people weren't even the real causes of his anger. It was starting to feel like he was just lashing out for the sake of it. He took a deep breath and finally started to calm himself, "If you actually gave us a chance to, then my friends could prove once and for all that 'duds' aren't helpless and could even help you more than you think. But I'm guessing most of your Captains and higher ups are too prideful to consider that, aren't they?"

Having now said his piece for the time being, the Keyblade Wielder decided it was best to disengage, "I'd better go after Sakura and make sure she's okay. Sorry if I caused a scene." and then he took off running to find Sakura.

The OSF soldiers watched him go, sour looks upon their faces. Whoever that guy was, his bitterness clearly went deep, deep enough to take two random people and mark them as responsible for all of society’s ills, perceived or otherwise. Hanabi’s expression in particular portrayed an acute sadness that her attempts to reassure him fell upon deaf ears. Gemma, meanwhile, massaged his temples with the palms of his hands. “Hmm,” he grunted. “I hope he doesn’t run off and get killed by Others trying to prove himself.”

“Yeah,” Hanabi agreed, her voice a soft murmur. She tried to think of something else to say, something that could neatly encapsulate the situation so she could push it off to the side, but nothing came to mind.

It would most likely be easier to find Karin than it would to find Sakura. Sakura hadn’t gone far, just outside the gym and around the corner of the building, where she had curled up into a sad little ball. Karin had watched the bout from a distance and casually Sakura. Karin stood in plain view next to Sakura’s ‘hiding spot.’

Sure enough, Roxas spotted Karin first. But he knew the two were usually hanging out together so he went toward her thinking she might have an idea where Sakura went.

”Well.” Karin began. ”That was embarrassing.”

”I know!” Sakura said, clasping the sides of her head.

”You really lost your cool there.” Karin continued. Sakura didn’t say anything.

”...Quite unbecoming.” Karin added, trying to figure out how to word this.

”Ugh!” Sakura tried to curl up more. ”Darn it!”

”Whoa, hey, don’t you think that’s kinda harsh?” Roxas asked Karin, now close enough to see where Sakura was sitting. Rather than stand over Sakura, he instead moved around and sat down on the ground next to her, ”You okay? Looked like you had it pretty rough toward the end there. I dunno if it’s any consolation, but that Gemma guy seemed pretty sorry. He also said he respected the strength you showed there.”

Sakura looked up at Roxas. They hadn’t talked much, but, if he was one of the Seekers, she felt like she could trust him. ”Of course he’s sorry.” Sakura said, glum. ”He thinks he beat up some stupid girl. I don’t know if I’ll ever get a real rematch out of him now!” She covered her face with her hands again.

”I totally freaked out! That’s never happened to me before, Roxas-san, I swear! I don’t care about getting hurt!” She explained, desperately. ”Do you know how hard it is to get people to take me seriously?! I can never show my face in that gym again!”

”He doesn’t think you’re stupid.” Roxas responded, ”He has the utmost respect for you. Told me so himself.” Roxas wisely decided not to elaborate about why he spoke to him, since it was irrelevant to this situation anyway. But so far his attempts to cheer Sakura weren’t working as well as he’d hoped. He sort of wished Aqua or Riku were here, since they’d probably have a better idea of what to say.

”So maybe you just had an off-day?” he offered, ”Everyone has those. But… why do you say it’s hard to get people to take you seriously, Sakura? I’ve seen you fight a few times now, and you’re good. Like, really good. And you don’t even need to use weapons or magic like, say, I do. That’s pretty awesome if you ask me.”

Sakura sighed, and managed a smile. ”Thanks, Roxas-san. But…well…it’s just-” She wasn’t sure how to explain this.

”It’s just that Sakura-chan’s pride as a fighter is on the line!” Karin declared. ”To earn the pity of one’s opponent is far worse than earning their disdain.” She said.

”Didn’t look like pity to me.” Roxas retorted, ”His exact words were something along the lines of having nothing but the deepest and utmost respect for you, and that you gave an incredible account of yourself as a warrior. Now,” he paused and shot an incredulous look at Karin, ”Does that sound like ‘pity’ to either of you?”

”Yeah.” Sakura said under her breath.

And then he added something else, aimed at Karin in particular, ”How come you’re being so harsh? Isn’t Sakura your friend?”

”She is my rival, first. And her feelings need not be coddled.” Karin said, undeterred.

”Well with friends like you-”

”I’m sorry, Roxas-san. She’s right- I embarrassed myself out there. The crowd should be cheering at the end of a fight! They all felt bad for me. I mean- don’t you feel bad for me? That’s why you came after me, right?” Sakura asked, smiling sadly.

”I came after you because you’re my friend. Simple as that.”

”I know it might seem strange to you. Sorry. It wasn’t just an off-day. Something’s wrong with me- I’m…I’m sick in the head, or something, and I need to fix it. I just don’t know how.” Sakura said, smacking her noggin in the way she was prone to do.

”Hey, come on, don’t beat yourself up. That’s not gonna help anyone. Least of all yourself.” Ugh, he was floundering here. There had to be something he could say, ”May your Heart be your guiding key.” he finally told her, deciding he needed to say something straight from the heart.

“It’s something my friends and I learned in my world. Your Heart knows what’s best for you, Sakura. All you have to do is listen to it.”

”Ugh.” Karin rolled her eyes.

”Shh! Be nice.” Sakura chastised her friend. ”And don’t worry, Roxas-san-” She slapped the sides of her head again.

”-I do that all the time. I think it helps me focus. Or maybe it’s just a bad habit. I’m not beating myself up or anything.” Sakura said. ”As for listening to my heart…” She tapped her chin. ”Hmm.” She went quiet, staring up at the sky, concentrating.

That’s when a small cough came from the side. There was Raz, standing a step behind Roxas, from where he gave a little wave. ”Uhh, hey there. Sorry, I got caught up in the crowd, then I didn’t want to interrupt… anyways.” He took a few steps closer to Sakura and looked at her gently. ”If you’re having trouble figuring out what’s keeping you down, I can always take a look inside there for you.” He pulled out his trusty Psycho-Portal and held it up to show. ”See if I can’t help smooth over that mental block y’got?”

Sakura blinked out of her heart-listening reverie. She returned Raz’s wave, but ended up staring at the little door Raz was holding, and the suggestion he made. Karin peered over Raz’s shoulder, curious.

”A… door?” Roxas stared at the device with a confused look.

Sakura got onto her knees, excited. ”I- I mean, if you could help me, that would be- great! It really isn’t normal. I had this…bad experience back on this scary ship called the Maw. And it’s been haunting me ever since! I wanna say every time I feel like I’m stuck, I freak out, but…” She shrugged, animated and unsure.

”But, do you mean like, look inside my head? My brain? Like some kind of surgery?” Sakura said, a little unsure about that.

”Ehhh… not really.” Raz gave the portal a small shake for emphasis. ”This - the Psycho-Portal - lets us psychics project into people’s brains. And when inside we can help with whatever mental trouble they have. It’s a staple of the Psychonauts, and… Psych-OSF might do it too? I haven’t really tried it since I met up with the others, and it didn’t even work before I got freed from Galeem, but if you’re okay with me poking around your thoughts and memories and emotions, I’d be happy to help!”

Sakura looked at Raz, then at Roxas, and then at Karin. Then, back at Raz. ”This is…really important to me. If this keeps happening, I won’t be able to street fight anymore. It might even get in the way of our fight against Galeem.” She was quiet for a moment, thinking about it.

”And you do this for a job, Raz-kun? For lots of people?” She asked.

Raz nodded enthusiastically. ”Certified mental explorer right here! You’ll be in capable hands! Not to toot my own horn or anything.”

”Go ahead!” Sakura said with a laugh. ”I’d rather have someone be confident, right? That’s reassuring to hear.” Sakura scratched her head.

”Alright, Raz-kun.” She nodded, her mind made up. ”Please, help me out.” On her knees already, she briefly bowed her head.

With a final, affirmative nod, Raz placed the portal on the top of Sakura’s bowed head. It instantly popped open, revealing a swirling orange-ish vortex. He then paused, looking over to Karin and Roxas with a nervous smirk. ”If anything, uhhh, happens out here while I’m busy, there’s a thing of smelling salts in the second right pocket of my jacket. Y’know, for emergencies.” He reached up for his goggles, pulling them down over his eyes, as a ghostly image of the boy formed, flowing from himself into the portal, after which, it snapped shut.

It was go time.

World of Light

Nadia @Lugubrious | Therion @Yankee | Sectonia @Archmage MC | Jesse @Zoey Boey | Omori @Majoras End

Level 3 Ganondorf: 0/30
Word Count: 707
Location: Vs Mom
Points Gained: 1
NEW EXP Balance--- Level 3: 1/30

When the fighting started, Ganondorf remained strangely inactive. Instead of immediately going on the attack, he just watched and waited. With this many Seekers taking part this time, he decided to observe the big boss's movements and attacks. He figured the extra allies fighting would buy him a moment or two to do this. It wasn't without its costs, though. The large creature was evidently able to stomp more quickly than it looked. Both the attacks were painful to be sure, and when the dust cleared the Gerudo could be seen laying flat on his back. But no matter how much pain he felt, he didn't so much as wince. He scowled and grit his teeth, but nothing beyond that.

"Time to get... serious." the man muttered. Still laying down, he held up his right hand and suddenly the Triforce began to shine brighter than ever. And then he pushed himself to his feet, breathing through gritted teeth and practically ignoring the pain of his broken ribs. But as he returned to his feet, Ganondorf began to slowly grow noticeably larger. In moments he was nearly twice as tall as Bowser, and just as much more muscular as well. His normally dark tan skin had become a dark shade of bluish green and covered by a mix of same-colored fur and scales. His human face had warped into that of a boar mixed with a reptile and bearing golden ram-like horns. His crimson hair had extended into a long feathery headdress. And Ganondorf's clothing could still be seen adorned by this new creature, albeit looking like it was too small of a fit. And the pair of weapons in Ganondorf's collection had also changed shape, and were now much larger and heavier looking than previously. He had been transformed into a frightening beast known only as Ganon.

Ganon said nothing, made no indication that he was even still the same being other than the Triforce still glowing on his right hand. It gave a low, rumbling war cry before stomping forward with an enraged charge. He swung his massive blades sluggishly but also wildly, and with no regard for either friend or foe that happened to be caught by them. Instead Ganon's hate-filled eyes were locked onto one target and one target only: the very creature that had previously crushed him while he had been in his weaker form.

Ganon's attacks, though wild in nature, were largely focused on Mom. If any lesser enemies happened to be cleaved by his swords because they got too close, then all the better. But the main target of Ganon's ire was Mom. And it was Mom at whom all of his sword swings were squarely aimed. He didn't completely ignore the smaller enemies. If a large enough number of them tried to swarm him, Ganon would simply spin around and unleash a powerful dark energy beam from his mouth in a circular sweep to keep them at bay, only to then return his focus to attacking Mom. And should Mom float above and stomp back down elsewhere in the room, Ganon simply turned and charged forward until once again he could unleash his hatred upon the boss monster.

This was the pattern that Ganon repeated until either the battle ended, or the transformation wore off - whichever came first. Regardless, by the time the transformation did inevitably wear off, Ganondorf himself would be rendered exhausted - still wounded from broken ribs and other previously inflicted injuries. It had been quite a while since the last time his true form had been unleashed, and he'd almost forgotten how taxing it could be to truly go all out like that. But it wouldn't stay that way. The King of Evil was determined to restore his full power to its original glory. This, as far as he was concerned, was merely a glimpse of his true might.

World of Light

The Genetic Pokémon

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Game Origin:
Pokémon

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Personality:
Mewtwo can often act distant or detached from those around him. And given that he's a Pokémon, this makes a bit of sense. He sometimes doesn't comprehend the often illogical actions of humans or other humanoids, as if Mewtwo himself is still in the process of learning how to understand them. Still, beyond that he's amicable and agreeable enough. Mewtwo takes a similar approach when in battle. He'll simply calculate what he thinks is the best plan of action and then simply execute it. Since Mewtwo is essentially a Wild Pokémon, he's a bit more prone to attacking instinctively when flustered, since he has no Trainer to watch and analyze the situation for him.

Background

Mewtwo was "born" in a secret laboratory located on the remote Island of Cinnabar. Mewtwo was genetically engineered to be a clone of the Pokémon known as Mew. The project was headed by Scientist and Gym Leader Blaine, but was also secretly funded by Giovanni of Team Rocket. With his influence, Giovanni was able to ensure that Mewtwo would be born with even greater power than Mew, desiring only to claim ownership of the world's most powerful Pokémon. But Mewtwo had greater intelligence than initially designed, going berserk when he began to question his own purpose and existence. He destroyed the lab, leaving virtually no survivors. Then, as he stood in the wreckage, Mewtwo was approached by Giovanni.

Giovanni offered to give Mewtwo a purpose. And while the Pokémon was tempted at first, a quick read of the man's mind told Mewtwo that he was not to be trusted. And so the Pokémon used his own powers to fly away, where he then proceeded to live in solitude in a secret cave located in the heart of the Kanto Region. It was some time after this that Mewtwo was whisked away to eventually fight in a few of the original Smash tournaments. He was among those that were obliterated by Galeem's Light.

For a while, Mewtwo remained in Alcamoth where he was made to fight others in tournaments. But Galeem's influence was purged from him when the Seekers of Light managed to defeat the Ender Dragon, just as everyone else living in the region. Mewtwo has been working with the Mercenaries ever since then.

Specialty:
Psychic + Elemental Attacks (Close and Long Range)

Level:
1
Experience:
0/10

Powers:

• Default Moves: In addition to some of Mewtwo's passive powers, he also possesses a set of four distinct moves like any other Pokémon. With Psychic, Mewtwo is able to telekinetically move objects or people within his mental range in order to deal psychic damage to them. He can also use it make himself float or levitate. With Shadow Ball, Mewtwo can hurl a sphere of ghostly energy as a projectile attack that can even be charged up for extra power. With Disable, Mewtwo can momentarily stun an opponent at close range and prevent them from being able to attack. And with Teleport, Mewtwo can instantaneously move himself and at least one other person between points in space - he must be able to physically see where he is teleporting to.

Strengths:

• Telepathy: Mewtwo can project his thoughts to the minds of those around him within his mental range, or so long as he can physically see them. Being a Pokémon, this is the only method through which he can communicate with humans or other humanoids.
• Steadfast: Mewtwo's Ability. Slightly increases speed every time an attack makes Mewtwo flinch.
• Psychic Type: Like any Pokémon of this type, Mewtwo resists other Psychic attacks, as well as Fighting Type attacks from other Pokémon. They deal around half damage to him. Mewtwo's Psychic type attacks will also benefit from Same Type Attack Bonus (STAB) and thus will deal 1.5x damage against opponents.

Weaknesses:

• Glass Cannon: Mewtwo's defensive stats aren't exactly super impressive. His power obviously lies in his ability to deal damage rather than to take it.
• Poké Balls: As powerful and intelligent as he is, at the end of the day Mewtwo is still technically just a Wild Pokémon. Meaning any prospective Pokémon Trainer could theoretically just throw Balls at Mewtwo in an attempt to capture him.
• Psychic Type: Like any other Psychic type Pokémon he is weak against Dark, Ghost, and Bug type attacks - resulting in x2 damage from them.

Spirits:

• None

Guest List:

• Giovanni
• Mew
• Giygas

Inventory:

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World of Light

@TruthHurts22 Raz | @Lugubrious Lili
Place: Sector 3, Suoh
Word Count: 605
Level 4 Roxas: 9/40
Exp: 1
NEW EXP Balance--- 10/40

"Geez, there's so many of them." Roxas said to himself after defeating one more Vase Paw. Now he was at 3, but they seemed to be raining down endlessly. Definitely not something one person could do alone, even with the Keyblade. But that was when it became clear that there was more trouble than just the Others attacking. Other forms of incidents were happening as an indirect result of the Others as well. And Roxas could spot one a little ways away. He saw a car swerve to avoid crashing into an Other that landed in its path, but in the process crashed into a street light instead.

"Uh oh, that can't be good!" Roxas sprang into a sprint and made his way over as quickly as possible. As he got closer he realized there were three people in the car in total. The driver - a man, and what appeared to be a wife and daughter. The wife and daughter were able to scramble out of the car but it looked like they were struggling to pull the dazed man out. This wasn't helped by the fact that smoke started billowing from the car's hood, indicating a possible fire. And then the fire itself began to sprout up from beneath the hood. Not good!

The mother had to drag the child away once she noticed the fire. The child was still trying to wrestle free to get the father out, apparently not understanding that a car on fire was very dangerous. But this was about when Roxas finally got there, "Waterga!" he shouted as he literally leaped over their heads. The spell was aimed at the hood of the car and the water it produced managed to seep in and douse the fire. Roxas then realized that the collision had somehow disabled the car's electronic locks and kept the driver side door from opening. That gave him an idea. Roxas held one of his Keyblade out and whacked the car door with it. Sure enough, the Keyblade's magic undid the locks and the door was finally able to open.

"Oh thank you! Thank you!" shouted the woman as she now rushed forward and worked with Roxas to pull the dazed driver out. Now he was finally coming to and the family continue their evacuation.

But before they left, the child smiled up at Roxas, "You've got powers! Are you with the OSF?"

"No, sorry. I'm not a psychic." he responded.

"Well whoever you are, you just saved me and family." said the man, "I'm in your debt."

Roxas just shook his head, "Nah, no you aren't. I just happened to spot the accident, that's all."

The family was on their after giving their thanks. Roxas then looked around for Raz and Lili. He ran over to them when he finally spotted them, "Hey Raz, things don't look too good. Maybe we should see if we can find Mr. Dickinson or the Princess?" he suggested. It was probably a good idea for the Seekers to regroup right about now. And most likely Lili was wanting to regroup with her unit in the OSF. So eventually, the two boys would be running back toward where they had split off from the other Seekers. Perhaps Lili would be coming with them, or perhaps not. Either way, now was a time for regrouping not getting oneself lost out in the huge city.

World of Light

Maverick Hunter, 17th Elite Unit

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Game Origin:
Mega Man X

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Personality:

Despite being designed as a weapon of war, X has a remarkably pacifistic personality. He detests violence and will always attempt to avoid it whenever possible. He's never fought a single Maverick that he hasn't at least tried to reason with first. X's strong sense of mercy and justice came from a 30 year long testing and diagnostics phase, resulting in a much more reinforced personality than many of the robots who would come after him. This renders him uniquely immune to the the corrupting effects of the Sigma Virus as well as the temptation to ever go Maverick. However, he holds no tolerance for injustice and takes his quest for peace very seriously. In times of conflict, he is a hot-blooded warrior who is compelled by his emotions over logic.

Background

Mega Man X was the very last and greatest creation of Dr. Thomas Light. Dr. Light had already spent a number of years innovating and perfecting his robot designs, none more so than his surrogate children, Mega Man and Roll. During these years, he had outfit Mega Man with a number of combat capabilities in order to put a stop to the sinister plans of Light's former colleague, Dr. Albert Wily. After many battles against Dr. Wily, Dr. Light began work on what would eventually be his final creation. The robot was based strongly on Mega Man - bearing similar colors and weaponry - and was later named Mega Man X. Unlike any of Dr. Light's robots, X was designed with a highly advanced artificial intelligence that granted him complete self-awareness. He would be able to think, feel, and make decisions much like a human rather than based on any computer programming.

But the undertaking, Dr. Light realized, would take decades - well beyond the Doctor's lifespan. Knowing this, Dr. Light prepared a special stasis capsule that would continue run tests on X even after his eventual passing. Dr. Light also included a great number of viral counter-measures that he calculated would ensure X would never succumb to any virus or malicious programming, as well as a number of capsules that would contain more advanced weapon and armor data that would be compatible with X and scattered them all over the world in secluded hiding places. He then recorded a final message to X, wishing him well and his hopes that X would use his unlimited ability of choice to fight for peace in the future. On September 18, 20XX, X was sealed away for what was originally intended to be 30 years.

But unfortunately, things did not go entirely according to Dr. Light's plan. X remained sealed for much longer than originally intended. A full 100 years would pass before X was finally discovered and unsealed by scientist Dr. Cain in the year 21XX. Though not a robotics expert, Cain was amazed by X's specifications, as even a hundred years later they were still well beyond anything the world had ever seen. And with these details as well as direct help from X, Dr. Cain developed the next generation of robots that would come to called Reploids.

However, the Reploids never received the same degree of ethical testing as X and due to this oversight - in addition to other malfunctions - more and more Reploids began acting strangely, even prone to becoming violent. These dangerous Reploids would be called "Mavericks" and more Maverick incidents occurred, the government and Dr. Cain founded the Maverick Hunters as a way of policing Maverick activity. Among the Maverick Hunters was a Reploid named Sigma, considered by many to be Dr. Cain's most powerful creation. He served as the commander of the Maverick Hunters and became a legend in his own right. Meanwhile, X remained unsure of what his place in this world would be.

And then, on June 4, 21XX, the world changed forever. The former commander Sigma turned Maverick after investigating a mysterious sleeping robot. He then began a worldwide Reploid rebellion bent on eradicating humankind. X felt responsible for this tragic turn of events, and thus he requested to join the Maverick Hunters - now led by Zero after Sigma's treason - to help put a stop to the conflict.

X and Zero fought together in multiple conflicts against Sigma that would come to be known as the Maverick Wars. With the most recent conflict sparking from Sigma's infiltration of Repliforce - initially intended to help deter Maverick activity only for the Repliforce itself to be labeled Mavericks after they were blamed for attacking the Sky Lagoon. This resulted in a brief war between the Maverick Hunters and the Repliforce, which was then discovered to be a plot by Sigma to weaken both forces in order for him to attack humanity.

It was in the aftermath of this conflict that Galeem's tendrils found their way into X's world.

The Maverick Hunters still operate in the World of Light, although their numbers have been reduced substantially. They're based out of Sector 8 in Midgar, their reduced numbers and influence has since required the previously Reploid-only organization to accept human members. Those humans were apart of a company called Maverick Security Consultancy, and so now the two organizations are effectively merged. The Reploids focusing on the Maverick Hunting side of things, while the humans tend to focus on the Security Consulting side of things.

Specialty:
Ranged Attack

Level:
1
Experience:
0/10

Powers:

• Fourth Armor: An upgrade to X's armor and weapon received from a set of four Dr. Light Capsules that were recovered during the Great Repliforce War. The body armor halves all battle damage done to X and allows him to use the Nova Strike - a rushing, invincible, damage-inducing dash attack with limited energy that recharges over time. The leg armor allows him to perform a midair dash as well as hover for a short period. The arm cannon part allows X to charge his X-Buster up to a third level, producing a Plasma Charge Shot that fades away gradually upon impact to allow it deal extra lingering damage. The third-level charge can also be used with any Special Weapon acquired from defeating Mavericks in order to produce a more powerful variant of the weapon attack at the cost of consuming more weapon energy than normal. And the helmet part contains an energy recycling system that allows X to use uncharged special weapons without consuming any weapon energy. X is also equipped with his normal arsenal consisting of a ground level dash useful for evasion or for adding a little extra speed and height to jumps for increased momentum, the ability to cling to walls in order descend from them slowly or even to climb his way up them, and his iconic Arm Cannon that can fire weak rapid shots or be charged up to two levels (three with the Fourth Armor) for a more powerful shot called the X-Buster.

Strengths:

• Variable Weapon System: Just like his predecessor, X is capable of absorbing data from a defeated Maverick to allow him to copy one of their weapons and use it for himself. The color of X's armor will change depending on the special weapon that is equipped, and each special weapon has their own limited energy capacity that is consumed in order for the weapon to be fired.
• Maverick Hunter HQ: A fully stocked and staffed HQ that acts as X's main support structure. Through their Transerver, X can be freely teleported to and from HQ - though in order to return X must remain motionless long enough for the Transerver to lock onto his coordinates, meaning he can't be teleported during the heat of battle. Within HQ, X's life energy and weapon energy can be fully replenished and he can also switch between whatever armor variants he has unlocked. Finally, HQ is also home to the Navigators. These invaluable Reploids remain in almost constant contact with X in order to provide him much needed intel for whatever mission he is on. X usually works with 3 specific Navigators: Alia, who specializes in programming language and data analysis - allowing her to analyze and complete the upgrades obtained from Dr. Light Capsules; Layer, who specializes in Reploid and Mechaniloid development - allowing her to analyze enemy strengths, weaknesses, and patterns; and Pallette, who specializes in cartography and route analysis in order to help X find hidden areas or structural irregularities and weaknesses in the areas his missions take him to.
• Reploid: Because X is a machine and not a human, he does not require air or sustenance to survive. This allows him to travel very lightly and explore underwater areas indefinitely without fear of drowning. His reinforced mechanical body can also easily withstand the pressure of deep undersea levels as well as the vacuum of space.

Weaknesses:

• Maverick Hunter HQ: The HQ can sometimes be a bane as much as it is a boon. The aforementioned flaw in the Transerver system would be one of them. But there's also the fact that the Transerver requires a recharge time in between uses, specifically for return teleportations. This means that once X is sent out there is a required period of time that must pass before he can be brought back, so he must choose what equipment to take with him carefully because he will stuck with that load-out for some time before he can be afforded an opportunity to make any changes to it. X also is of course beholden to whatever orders or restrictions that are placed on him for any given mission, even if he himself does not agree with them.
• Locked Arsenal: Although X is capable of wielding a variety of armors that grant different specializations or special weapons that grant a great deal of versatility, they must all be unlocked either by acquiring the data from Light Capsules or by finding and defeating Mavericks.
• Spikes: Like any Maverick or Robot Master, X too has a crippling weakness. In his case it's spike hazards. Whether it's spiked floors, spiked walls, or spiked ceilings - one touch can instantly deal crippling damage to X's life energy if not kill him outright.

Spirits:

• None

Guest List:

• Blade Wolf
• Vile
• Copy X

Inventory:

• Arm Cannon
• Fourth Armor
• Sub Tank - An energy tank that can store excess life energy that X can use to heal himself with while in the field. It can be used infinitely but must have it's energy refilled between uses.

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Power Rangers - Legacy of the Dragon

Somebody got promoted... LOL

@Omega Man

Wasn't expecting that, but thank you!