Gentlemanvaultboy

Royal Rumble!

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The moment Rurik's hand landed on top of her head all thought flowed away and she just kept running in whatever direction he pointed her in, blissfully unaware of anything including the giant wall that stood blocking her path.

She was aware, dimly, of how Rurik had removed that particular obstacle but really the next thing she knew she was on the other side of the wall and Rurik had removed his hand just long enough to blow Brutus up into the air. Not wanting to be left out, Bak scrambled to raise he FLAK gun and fire off a few quick bursts, effectively juggling the poor boy before letting him tumble mercifully to the ground.

"Awwww, I wanted to chase him a little more." She said, pouting as she looked up at Rurik. "He was the one I was most upset with."

It was at that moment she caught a handful of dirt to the face from the vigilante she hadn't even noticed. Bak shook her hear and stumbled back unsteadily. "Blegh. Plagh. Right into my mouth."

When she finally managed to rub the dirt out of her eyes she looked around. "Ooooooh sneaky vigilante, where did you go? Were you wanting to play hide and seek? I am warning you, I am very good at this game."

This was getting really nostalgic, reminding her of the days of hunting the other children through the snowy forests around her village. They may have been faster, and able to climb over rocks and scurry up into the trees, but none had her persistence or stamina. Eventually she would run them down, tired and cold. Sometimes scared. Sometimes resolved to what was coming, like a whipping from their father. Sometimes they would have a fight. Others the fight had already happened, and one was left behind battered and bruised as a sacrifice to the the monster.

It was fun and games like this that got Bak through the day back home, a welcome distraction. And, to make sure she won, Bak could cheat.

She flipped on her thermal vision, intent on finding the last Vigilant, but all she got was a fuzzy, jittery line of colors that warped and twisted the world until it almost make her sick. She scoffed and switched it off, looking over at where Brutus lay harmlessly on the ground. "You dumb vigilante, your zap has broken my camera. I am going to have to let Luigi look at it now!"

She shot him a few more times for good measure, sending him bouncing on down the hallway and dotting the walls with shrapnel. "If I have to grow new backpack because of you....I swear, they ruin everything. Rurik, did you see direction last vigilante ran?"

Royal Rumble: Side-story

Alexei peeked over the side of the helicopter's tail as the rat man talked to...the terrorist...and his rat...

The bad thing about his power, which was really just the cherry on top of a pile of bad things, was that he never really knew what he had done. He supposed it could have created the rat, but then again there was just as likely a chance that he'd created the boy and retroactively inserted him into everyone's memories. The big flash could certainly have done that. Or it could mean the moon was now falling from the sky. Again.

Nevertheless the man had stopped and...seemed to have calmed down. Alexei nodded and went over to the the side door. He could see the pilot inside, a little shaken but not obviously harmed, struggling to undo his seatbelt. Alexei went to pull open the door, bit found it James shut from the crash. He stepped back and briefly considered throwing wild magic at the problem again before deciding better of it and walking back around. If he couldn't recruit those two to help he could always wild magic later.

"Excuse me." He called out to Gregor and Kato. "You're quite strong. I promise I won't report you to the authorities if you pry open this helicopter so we can extricate the pilot."

Long-Term Character related question thing

I've never really thought of it as working on her, but on the Discord for an RP I'm currently in I've discovered a lot about my current character just by shooting the breeze with everyone else. Someone will ask me the clarify something, or the conversation will just flow in a direction that makes me think about something I hadn't before in regards to her. I've never written it all down or consolidated these little things I've discovered in a single place, but I know them and if it weren't for the rest of the players bouncing ideas around she'd definitely be a flatter character than she is now.

World of Light

Linkle

Level 2 - (4/20) EXP
Location: 1-1, Ancient Garden
Word Count: 448

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Linkle twirled her crossbow and slotted it right into her boot as she watched the serving rabbits dunk themselves into the river and float away. It wasn't very hero like, put it made her feel much better to watch them run around like that after what had happened.

It wasn't long after that that the group caught up with her, with Tora announcing their presence. Linkle turned and waved excitedly. "Hey guys. I had a little trouble, but nothing a hero couldn't solve. Oh, thanks Tora." She caught the wadded up ball of green and unfurled it in her hand. She sighed and sadly ran her finger around the edge of the biggest hole those things had shot in it. She couldn't believe it. The adventure had barely started and she'd already had her heroic green all torn up and ragged. She draped it back over her shoulders anyway. "Michael was right, guns are no joke. I don't suppose any of you guys know how to sew?" She asked hopefully.

It wasn't long before the three spirits left floating around caught her attention. She supposed they were hers, seeing as she'd taken them out. She wandered over, briefly considering taking one of the stampy ones aiming skills but quickly reconsidered putting one of those weird things in her head. Still, her right hand was kind of empty until they found Ratchet. She reached out and grasped one of the spirits, ready to crush it. Then, looking at it with great consideration, grabbed a second one.

If she was going to get equipment from these it paid to get a matched pair. She squeezed, and crushed them.

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Linkle overlooked the hulking, pig faced man. "Wow, and here I thought the rabbits were trouble. You guys took this guy out? You're incredible!"

She wasn't so sure about letting the pig guy join up with them. Hyrule didn't have a very good history with pig men, what with one being the literal embodiment of everything vile and evil. What if he turned out to be a bad guy? Not like Bowser, who insisted he was a bad guy despite all evidence to the contrary, but an actual villain?

But the master said he was with them, so there was really nothing she could do about it. Destiny said so, so she'd hold her tongue.

Of course, she didn't feel the need to hold her tongue when The Master collapsed. She quickly leaned down to catch him, trying her best to keep him off the dirt.

When Tora brought up the missing Kirby Linkle looked around with him. "Oh yeah, were'd that little guy get off to? Did you hide him somewhere?"

World of Light

Linkle

Level 2 - (3/20) EXP
Location: 1-1, Ancient Garden
Word Count: 668

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"AAAHHHHHHHH," Linkle screamed in kind as the strange rabbit things started going off like war horns, scattered, and opened fire. She started running almost immediately, leaping back and forth to dodge the hail of projectiles as she charged forward. What were those things they were using, anyway? They looked like guns, but unlike Michael's she could actually see the things it was firing. They were fast but not the sort of instant hit fast that she'd seen, so there was really no point in running for cover.

They were about as good a shot as her anyway, and this was obviously that "covering fire" thing he'd been talking about. That meant they were just going to be coming for her anyway, so she might as well speed things along by meeting them halfwa-

A shot, better aimed than the others, caught her right in the thigh and caused her to stumble and was followed up by a hit to the chest that burned a circle in her shirt and threw her to the ground. The other ones capitalized on this and pelted her with hot shots, knocking more sense out of her and tearing up the grass.

She pounded a fist into the ground and rolled behind a nearby block to take cover for herself. She pat down the spots where she'd been hit, which were already red. He chest, her back, all over her arms, everything started to burn. Then she heard the sound of flesh smacking against flesh, as though two of the rabbits had high fived, then they started laughing.

"Owowowow, little monsters." She said to herself. "You're not big enough to be this dangerous."

What had Michael's advice about this been again? Don't rush them? Well, she'd already made that mistake. What else? Wait till they run out of ammo? She didn't know if they had any ammo. Surprise them? Just use a ranged weapon of her own? That wouldn't work either, she couldn't aim.

She pressed her back up against the block and peaked up over real quick. A few of them had moved up, but she didn't get a good enough look before the she was noticed and had to duck as more shots rained on block. She'd gotten closer at least, almost within her comfortable range.

Still, she couldn't fight these guys like this. Not with them ready to shoot her as soon as she popped out.

There was that last thing Michel had said. Distract them. These guy certainly seemed easily distracted, but how could she do that now? Her eye slid to the green mental that hung from her shoulders.

She threw it out and it was shot by the hair trigger hares, but Linkle had already run round the opposite way and charged, crossbow clutched in both hands and shooting like a madwoman at the nearest rabbit before sweeping her bow back and forth to lay down some covering fire of her own as she ran.

She spotted those two the farthest back, the ones that had the really good aim. The two reasons she had had to sacrifice her favorite hood. As she looked at them a red light began to emanate from the tip of her bow and she couldn't help but grin. When had she gotten that back. With a whop she took her crossbow back in one hand and sweat it forward, like she was trying to hit the rabbit with it, and pulled the trigger. Instead of an arrow, though, what shot out was a bright blue bomb the size of her head with a hellishly burning wick. It landed right between them, but she didn't have to to watch what happened next.

She had managed to break into the middle of their little formation, and was utterly without cover. It was do or die time. She swung the still glowing tip of the bow at the next rabbit, then the next, then the next, quickly throwing bombs in all directions around her.

Royal Rumble!

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The look that came over Bak was scarily familiar to Rurik as he explained what he had just done. The anger was still there, tinged with the shame of her embarrassing predicament, but as she realized what he was talking about a manic sort of excitement began to grow and mix with the other two until she was smiling like a crazy person. It was the same look she'd had the first day they'd met. "You are saying they can do nothing?" She asked, nearly vibrating from excitement. "I do not have to worry about zaps or stupid big statue fist anymore?" She started to giggle, then started to laugh deep and strong from the core of her being. She reached out, eagerly grasped Rurik's hand, and redoubled her efforts to get up.

He wasn't able to pull her up completely from her position, but together they were able to roll her over enough that she could get an arm on the ground. After that it wasn't impossible for her to get her feet back under her, and after some lifting Bak was standing once more. "Yes Rurik, let us go. I wish to see then look on their faces, and then I wish to blow those faces away." She turned her back towards him and, though it was unnecessary, crouched. "Clime aboard." She said. "You have done much work today, you may sit if you like."

Regardless of whether or not he did so, Bak began stomping forward with gleeful murder in her eye toward where she heard the fighting, which meant Christine had already engaged. She could see the huge, iced over statue fighting against...Bak didn't know. She had never seen that Vigilante before. Bak didn't think she had even been at the apartment that night.

Sucked to be her.

As she somehow managed to crumble that statue Bak locked on and spun up. Her artillery cannons BOOMED as she fired two shells down range right at her, following up with a hail of FLAK and a never-ending stream of bullets as she charged across the field toward the doorway in the dividing wall.

"Run like rabbits Vigilantes, Tsarevna and Rurik are coming to gobble you up! Ahahahahahahahahahaha!"

Royal Rumble: Side-story

Alexei was nearly to the chopper when he head something whooshing through the air. He looked up to catch sight of a whole dumpster hurtling towards him. He skirted to a halt and dived in the opposite direction as it slammed thunderously off the side of the chopper and into the dirt.

He rolled to his feet and saw some sort of animal man walking towards him, babbling in some strange bestial tongue. He brought up his dukes. " Sir, you are interfering with a rescue operation and, by you lack of uniform and sub-standard cleanliness, trespassing on school property. Desist or I will be forced to restrain you."

Thing seemed out of control, as though some omen of ill-fortune had passed over this peaceful day. The man didn't stop coming, and Alexei knew he couldn't help an injured man and fight this guy at once. It would be too slow.

Luckily he had just the thing to speed to proceedings along! Both his hand flared to life with cracking rainbow light. He kept one pointed at his attacker, and the other he swung once again to face the chopper.

"Deploying Wild Magic Dvah!"

The light streaked out of the hand pointed at his attacker, flying true and burying into him in a shower of magical light. It was a lot of flash for no apparent effect. It didn't even hurt.

(Effect 4233: Anyone slain by the target fossilizes instantly.)

The light on his other hand didn't even fly off. It just exploded in his hand like an overcooked grenade, sending out a dome shaped blast of rainbow energy crackling over the entire area.

(Effect 8191: 1 random mammal in the vicinity gains INT 19 and Speech. I'll leave what up to you, Tiny, to at least keep this random from my POV.)

He looked down at his hands in disappointment, then back up at the angry, much bigger than him, wild man. Then he turned and beat a tactical retreat around the side of the chopper to try and give himself some time to think up a real plan.

World of Light

@Lugubrious

Every time Linkle travels from one area to another by herself I throw myself entirely on your mercy in regards to where she ends up. Any time she tries you're free to put her anywhere you deem reasonable or funny.

World of Light

Linkle

Level 2 - (2/20) EXP
Location: 1-1, Masters Mushroom -> 1-1 Central Path -> ???
Word Count: 574

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Linkle was exited that the Master was going to tag along for a bit, that would let her ask him a few things at length. For example, if his name was the Master of Masters then it followed that he had to know something about the Master Sword and how to find it. It had to be here, after all, and she was destined to get it just like everything was destined to all work out. But if she could get her hands on it sooner, all the better!

The thought that she didn't even know how to use a sword never entered her head.

She was about to head out after Tora and the others, but she thing back because of the hammock girl. The Master could see the future, so if he said it was all right for her to stay here a while she should be fine but it was still concerning leaving a girl only a little younger than her by herself. Luckily Blazermate was already on it, sidling up to use her healing on the girl. That alleviated a ton of Linkle's fears, but she decided to introduce herself anyway.

She jumped over The Masters table, running right over to the hammock to stair down at the girl. "Hey, I'm Linkle. Nice to meet you! That metal lady is Blazermate, she's using her healing magic to patch you up. She's a real miracle worker, I've seen it firsthand. I'd hang around until you were back on your feet, but I've got our friend Bowser buddy here," she opened up her hands to show the girl the little flittering goomba spirit before quickly grabbing it again, "So I've got to hurry and get that back to him. He's the turtle guy, you'll know him when you see him. Anyway, you're in good hands, this place should be safe for a while, and I'll see you later when you're able to walk."

She nodded assuredly, the turned and jumped back over the table without giving the girl a chance to speak. She waves at Blazermate and started off, but not before stopping, darting back, and scooping the glass bottle with the spirit in it off The Masters table.

It wasn't stealing. The thing inside Was Bowsers friend and she could just give the bottle back since The Master was coming with them.

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When she got back to the central path, now with two goomba spirits flitting around in the bottle cradled in her hands, she was happy to see Tora already explaining the basics to Bowser. Right away she ran up to him and shoved the bottle in his face. "These are yours. You have to put them in your heart, then they come back. So all your people are actually okay!"

She put the bottle in his hands and looked around. "Ratchet and Dim aren't back yet." She said worriedly. Just some scouting couldn't take that long, could it? She'd expected them to just peek forward and come back before they got done talking to the master. She handed the bottle to Tora before starting down the path. "I'm gonna go see if I can find them while Blazermate gets our new friend up and about. Give that to The Master once Bowser's done with it, could you Tora?"

It wouldn't be that hard to find them. She was really fast and they were probably right up the road.

Royal Rumble!

Bak took her tow hook in hand and pulled it out. Knowing that when she got like this wiggling was useless and bereft of missiles to fire at herself she instead began twirling the hook. When she felt like it was going fast enough she let if fly at an awkward angle to try and hook the top of one of the walls.

It clanked off the middle of the nearest wall and fell pathetically onto the grass. She growled in frustration and wondered whether she was going to have to purge the backpack, but those thoughts were silenced as she felt a familiar, tingly pain in her side. Her eye widened at the realization.

"Oh no." She said, and it was the last thing she thought for 15 seconds.

Then white hot electricity shot through her body, leaping easily through the lattice work of metal that ran through her at a nearly cellular level. Her vision went white, and there was a sound like a brick thrown into a washing machine at full spin as her entire body jerked and spasmed.

When it was over she didn't say anything. Her hair stood on end as the occasional arc still jumped from her guns and the tips of her toes. She opened her mouth to try and say something, but only black smoke poured out.

Buy she was still conscious, and the look a pure hatred in her eye told anyone that could see that if she got Brutus in her crosshairs she would never stop shooting.