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Current GM of World of Light. When it comes to writing, there's nothing I love more than imagination, engagement, and commitment. I'm always open to talk, suggestion, criticism, and collaboration. While I try to be as obliging, helpful, and courteous as possible, I have very little sympathy for ghosts, and anyone who'd like to string me along. Straightforwardness is all I ask for.

Looking for more personal details? I'm just some dude from the American south; software development is my job but games, writing, and trying to help others enjoy life are my passions. Been RPing for over a decade, starting waaaay back with humble beginnings on the Spore forum, so I know a thing or two, though I won't pretend to be an expert. If you're down for some fun, let's make something spectacular together.

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well. my ankle stab was worthless. I'm not sure what Centurion could do besides trying to get some damage in. Maybe try and cut a toe off or something

@Lugubrious do you think I could do a second character soon? I think I'd like to be able to write more versatile characters both in combat and in personality, just to have more to work with. If i understand correctly I need to get Centurion to level 3, right?


It wasn't worthless, and it didn't lead to the destruction of his weapon, so it was essentially a free hit that helped pin him down for the others to make their move. But you could have secondary character soon. You would need to get Centurion to level 3, yes. That's when a player character is able to make Friend Hearts.
Megadragonbowser

Location: Peach’s Castle – Throne Room






Shocking though the demise of their comrades was, the heroes fought on. Once the wave of earth passed them by, the Centurion was the first to leap out from behind his team's defenses and approach the tyrant alone, though allies followed on his heels. Wise to the colossal koopa's act, Agoston did not hand himself over, and advanced warily enough to duck out of the way of Megadragonbowser's deadly but slow claw swipe. Having avoided the strike and gotten in, the man rushed behind his target, forcing the tyrant to choose between one man in a dangerous position or the bevy of enemies headed his way. Figuring he could take whatever the simple swordsman could dish out, Megadragonbowser opted for the latter. Agoston's ensuing stab into his heel elicited a growl, and fiery ichor began to leak out, but the tyrant felt it no more than that. When Agoston withdrew his weapon, he found it superheated, and close to melting. As bad as that was, the fact that it didn't disintegrate straightaway suggested that the tyrant's heat grew less intense toward his extremities.

Whatever the case, the Centurion found himself more or less ignored as his comrades made their attack. The real Bowser approached his incandescent doppelganger, and with Donkey Kong in on the action engaged in a melee as furious as it was brief. Though the pair got a couple good hits in, they were sent away a moment later, allowing their allies to open fire A number of bullets from the Courier cracked against Megadragonbowser's body, one of them hitting a crack on his chestplate in the perfect position to worsen the rupture. A sharp shard of bony plate flew as his burning blood spattered from the wound, leaving only his hide keeping the heat within. Geno's beams, gotten used to by the tyrant and by now even taken for granted, now took the form of prismatic columns falling from the ceiling. Each one seared Megadragonbowser's body, their radiance entirely different -and altogether higher- than the heat broiling within him. The continuous storm of light hemmed him in, preventing him from avoiding Michael's sights even if he knew what was coming. He, however, had no idea of just how great a threat the sniper posed.

The noise of Michael's explosive shots wasn't just thunderous—it was apocalyptic. Their sound alone seemed to rattle the foundations of the castle, much less the eardrums of his allies, but the volatile rounds they heralded did far more damage to Megadragonbowser. What remained of his chest and belly armor blew apart in a tremendous burst of burning blood; so great was the shock that the instead of a roar the tyrant could only let out a groan of agony before he fell forward, spewing ichor, onto all fours. Even if he withdrew into his shell, he would no longer be protected from the front whatsoever. Of course, the whole shell -fused with his spine- wouldn't be going anywhere, but the open, weeping wound on his chest was severely debilitating. Seeing the tyrant in this state, Spyro saw his chance.

The little dragon rushed toward Megadragonbowser with revenge on his mind rather than safety, and after the long-range annihilation he just suffered, the tyrant wasn't about to let another gnat get past his guard and nip at his ankles. Even worse, he could see that furry egg, that blasted Donkey Kong, and both robot girls hot on Spyro's heels. What was he going to do? He couldn't think straight. Instinctively he swiped at Spyro with a claw, but in his daze he mis-spaced it and instead batted the little dragon with his hand, knocking him to the side. Recognizing his error, the tyrant took another shot at him, but his claws clanged off Tora's shield. ”UGH.” He let out an abrupt belch of fire to get them away. After hopping backward, the Nopon tossed his shield to Poppi, who executed a rocket-powered attack with some sort of extendable mechanism from the drill. It slammed into Megadragonbowser's mouth, cracking his jawbone, and clamped down with teeth he didn't even know exists. With a roar he scooted backward, the sharp pain clearing his head.. The ground where he'd been hunkering was covered in burning blood.

”LITTLE...PESTS. SO MANY...BUGS...I GOTTA SQUASH.” Jumping into the air, the tyrant beat his wings and flew behind his throne, using its back as a shield to protect his middle as he hung on with his claws. With narrowed eyes he scanned the room. He needed to deplete the enemy's ranks further; who was the easiest target? His eyes fell on the mage, the two kids, the bear and bird, the fat guy and his friend. It looked like they were just standing around, letting their allies do the fighting and take their lumps. A great idea struck him, and with little ceremony Megadragonbowser tore the back off his throne and hurled it at them, hopefully to squash the whole lot flat. ”HAH, EAT THAT, YOU SCUM!” he roared, forgetting that he'd been using that projectile for protection.

Tora and Poppi

Level 3 Tora - (21/30) EXP and Level 2 Poppi - (1/20) EXP
New Poppi Power Gained: Poppiswap
Location: Peach's Castle – Throne Room
Word Count: 464


Without a moment to lose, Tora and Poppi got into the action. The second or so it took to recover from defending against the ground wave saw a couple allies rush past and attack Megadragonbowser directly. The real Bowser, Tora figured, was relying on his size to avoid a messy end like those who preceded him, but the sight of Agoston hurtling forward send the team into a panic. Was he trying to get himself killed!? But the Centurion proved himself both brainy and brawny as he ran in, heedful rather than heedless. The tyrant's interceptor missed him easily, allowing the armored warrior to get in close and strike at his adversary's heel. Unable to protect Bowser and Donkey Kong, Tora and Poppi watched on high alert as they clashed, and a moment later the combatants came apart. Megadragonbowser received not a moment to lick his wounds as the heroes' ranged fighters hit hard and fast, culminating in a skull-rattling bombardment from Michael that tore the tyrant a proverbial new one.

What came next was a great chance to attack, but something about the way Spyro charged forward alarmed Poppi. “Masterpon,” she urged, pointed at the furious dragon as he ran. “Friend lizard not being careful. Could end up just like robot of girl earlier!” Nodding, Tora started to run. After a moment, Poppi activated her boosters and picked him up to cover more ground, and Blazermate -sensing a gambit in the works- followed behind.

A stroke of profound luck kept Spyro from becoming hamburger, with Megadragonbowser's palm bowling him over sideways, but Tora knew he wouldn't be so fortunate a second time. “Release!” he exclaimed, and Poppi let go to sent him sailing into the path of the tyrant's next attack. Shield met claw, and this time the boss's swipe proved insufficient. He reeled back as Tora landed, and the Nopon threw his shield to his partner. “Poppi, time to combine power!”

“Understood! Preparing to strike!” Energy surrounded Poppi as she powered up the shield, spinning it to maximum overdrive as she landed. “Jet Biter!” Its three thrusters ignited in one burst, and from the shield's center extended a heavy ball with chomping teeth on a scissor mechanism. It wreaked havoc on Megadragonbowser's already-brutalized face, forcing him to retreat.

The sight almost brought a smile to both driver and blade's faces, but it was too early to celebrate just yet. The tyrant moved behind his throne, then a moment later ripped off a part of it to hurl over the melee fighters' heads at a more distant group. “Meh meh!!” Tora and Poppi were too far forward to help. Either the targets would have to kick it into gear, or Bowser himself would have to try and intercept or deflect the thrown throne.

The Master of Masters and Kirby

Location: Peach's Castle – Out Front


A sudden noise from the direction of the castle doors provided a distraction from Minako and Linkle's monotonous containment procedure. The familiar yet mysterious figure of the black-robed Master of Masters had emerged and clapped himself against the door, breathing heavily. On his head, a stark contrast in terms of color, was the happy-go-lucky pink puff, Kirby. “Yike-aroonies!” the keyblade wielder wheezed, “Little too hot in there to handle, eh, Kirbs?” He looked up, prompting his passenger to smile obliviously. “Aww, isn't he just the cutest darned thing?” the Master of Masters crooned, looking over at the nearest girl for confirmation. Somehow, he then seemed to notice they were there. “Oh hey, kids! What's up? I was wondering where you went.” His obscured face hid the curious look he gave to Linkle, but his wince at the state of her new ears could be far more easily discerned. “Oooh...hey, let me give you a hand with that. Heal!”

Around her blossomed a well of green energy and momentary flora. When it faded, her condition had improved considerably. Walking over, the Master of Masters peered into the moat, and spotted Junpei locked in his exercise of futility. “Huh? You're just keeping him here? Why didn't you...ohhhh, you weren't around when Kirbifer here showed how to give a heart.” He put his hands together, making a heart with his fingers. Nothing appeared in the middle. “Here's the deal: it's a matter of your heart's strength. If you're there, you'll be able to make one by doing...this!” With dramatic flair, the Master of Masters clutched at his own heart, then raised his hands high. Voice raised, he called out, “And a glorious heart will appear! Toss it on someone under the influence, and they'll snap right out of it.” He crossed his arms as something occurred to him. “Or, if neither of you are there, I could try unsealing him with my keyblade...” For a moment, his exuberant voice turned dubious. As much as he wanted to free Minako's friend, the energy it might take from him could have disastrous consequences. That could happen again. The Master of Masters shuddered, and gave a shrug. “Er, I could freeze him for you while you heart him. The ol' castin' hand ain't what it used to be, but I'm sure I could hold him for a few seconds in the water. You get me?”

This could be fun.
This seems interesting. A lot of potential for creativity.
I've come up with an idea for Michael's next power, inspired by one of GTA V's cheats:

Explosive Bullets: When this ability is activated, all of Michael's ranged attacks will cause a small explosion on impact. This lasts for one post, and has a recharge time of four posts.


Not bad, though quantifying a Power with post count and things like that doesn't need to happen. For instance, six posts could occur in the span of ten minutes and the space between two last a dozen in-game hours. I trust you to use it responsibly; if I feel like it's coming out too often, which I don't anticipate, I'll let you know.
I'd be down to try something like this again.
@Lugubrious Did Old Amsterdam drop?


Yes, that's right.
Megadragonbowser

Location: Peach’s Castle – Throne Room




Like a feeding frenzy of sharks, the heroes made their enemy pay dearly for his foolishness. Their pesky projectile weapons hammered him, whether with a spread of buckshot to the throat, an explosive mine in his eyes, energy beams, or a volley of automated fire from Blazermate's sentry. Everyone took potshots at the king, even the least offensive among them like Tora, whacking away with his shield, and Hat Kid with her homing attack. Mario executed a hefty ground-pound to crack his adversary's armor, and Spyro's head-bash worsened the damage. The Centurion, with courage and tenacity the wings on his sandals, threw himself upon his reptilian foe and wedged his gladius into the cracks his allies made, again and again. When the tyrant's inner heat started to damage the blade, he ceased his assault, and just in time too—all the pain cut through Megadragonbowser's daze and turned his focus razor-sharp. Still, even roused into action he found rising more difficult than he anticipated, for Din's ice stuck his spikes into the floor and kept him from finding a handhold.

”ENOUGH!” A fiery orange glow consumed the tyrant, and from beneath him his wings of terror unfolded. Flame surged in every direction, annihilating the ice cast by Din, as he exploded, throwing his foes off him. Sent into the air by the blast, Megadragonbowser flipped onto his feet. So bright were his cruel eyes that looking at them hurt, just like looking into the sun. Searing light poured from his wounds as well; anyone in proximity could feel the heat pouring from them. ”YOU'VE HAD YOUR FUN, BUT I'M DONE PLAYING GAMES! COME HERE AND DIE!”

Undeterred, a few of the heroes took his challenge. Bowser, and Donkey Kong atop him, approached from behind, but they were not first to the party. Deathtrap shot straight toward him at Gaige's command, its metal claws primed and ready to tear Megadragonbowser a new one for burning it earlier. Before it could even draw close enough to strike, the tyrant reached out and snatched Deathtrap in his claw. This time, he brought the machine to his maw, opened wide, and chomped its upper half clean off.

“WHAT!?” Came its master's cry, more furious than scared. Gaige took a step forward, her pistol already up and firing. Megadragonbowser turned about toward his lesser doppelganger and his passenger and spat a special fireball that exploded midair. Somehow, the spiked colossus slid backward across the tile from the force, shooting toward the throne with surprising speed back-first. The Mechromancer tightened her fist and held down the trigger, firing round after round into the indomitable incoming shell. She didn't stop laughing except to say, “You want some!?”

When he struck, he did not even slow down—like a flyswapper destroying a gnat. Megadragonbowser continued to slide until his shell hit his own throne, wrecking its front and bringing him to a step. With a smirk he stepped away from the rubble; nothing he left behind could be remotely recognized as human. Blazerate's turret started pelting him once more, and the tyrant inhaled to release another explosive fireball its way. If it wasn't moved lickety-split, it would be obliterated in one shot, along with anyone within a fifteen foot radius. ”BAHAHA! WHO'S NEXT?”

For a moment, all was still. Then, from nowhere in particular, came a cold voice.

”A friend extinguished
Her name will be remembered
I'll wipe yours away.


A barely-distinguishable blur, scarcely there at all, descended from above the tyrant. The wind screamed and lightning sparked as Zer0 descended, landing invisibly upon Megadragonbowser's head. With a guttural cry, he plunged his blade into his enemy's eye, sinking it up to the hilt. Brilliant orange ichor splashed from the wound. Megadragonbowser jolted, then remained stock-still.

Another moment of silence passed.

Then, a horrible sound echoed through the throne room: a deep, grating chuckle. Megadragonbowser laughed, his entire body shaking. Zer0 withdrew his weapon and found his blade completely melted. When he forced himself to look at the tyrant's eye, he found no scar. ”OH HEY, DIDN'T SEE YOU THERE.” Before the assassin could come to his senses, the tyrant's claw closed around him. ”WAS THAT SUPPOSED TO BE AN ASSASSINATION? HAH! NO, THIS IS HOW YOU KILL SOMEONE!”

Clutching Zer0 tight, he brought up his other hand and extended a single finger. With terrifying swiftness and nonchalance the deed was done; the tyrant stabbed his claw clean through Zer0's head and then drew a line downward, carving the ninja in half. The others couldn't quite see what happened, only that a moment later, Megadragonbowser tossed two limp, indistinct bits to the side. Once again, despite the numerous wounds leaking ichor even now, the king smiled. The damage done to his face made his grin even more terrible. ”WHY THE LONG FACES? DON'T YOU KNOW...” He flapped his wings and jumped into the air, raising his fists above his head. ”...WHO YOU'RE DEALING WITH!?” He landed with a tremendous tremor, his fists hammering the ground to send a wave through the earth at his enemies.

Tora and Poppi

Level 3 Tora - (19/30) EXP and Level 1 Poppi - (8/10) EXP
Location: Peach's Castle – Throne Room
Word Count: 582


Having guessed both that and when it would be coming, Tora and Poppi prepared for Megadragonbowser's resurgence and took no damage when he regained his feet in a fiery burst. The shockwave pushed them back a bit, but instead of continuing to retreat to a safe distance, the pair readied themselves to go in once more. Working in tandem, the two embodied their role; they belonged between their friends and their enemies, tirelessly shielding the go-getters from whatever punishment they were due. Yet, even their shared heroic resolve found a might foe in the furious tyrant's blazing eyes. For a moment they shared one thought: could they really stand against such strength? But then again, they knew the answer, and it wasn't 'yes' or 'no'. They would take it whether they could stand against it or not.

Though they leaped to action, neither Tora nor Poppi could save Deathtrap, who practically threw himself to his own death at Gaige's command. When Megadragonbowser started to move, however, they moved to intercept. Tora sprinted in the way of the unstoppable force, lifted his shield, and planted it in the ground before him. Standing out of the way, Poppi sent as much power as she could into her masterpon's weapon, but the link remained blue; her output wasn't enough. Her eyebrows shot up, and her mouth flew open to cry out in alarm. Their action was heroic and full of determination, but it was stupid, and it was time to pay the price.

“Tora!”

“Rigid Shield!”

Koopa shell met shield, and the shield's holder gave way. He tumbled over onto his back, and thanks to his small stature, Megadragonbowser passed right overhead; the Nopon slipped between his legs. Tora breathed a sigh of relief, only to seize up in fear once again. “Oh no!” Rattled but mostly unharmed, he jumped to his feet just in time to see Gaige erased from existence. A moment later Zer0 struck in retaliation, and for a moment it looked as though he'd assassinated the boss. But his efforts proved to be for naught. So hot were Megadragonbowser's insides that his weapon melted before it could do any damage, and the tyrant plucked him from his head. Another second later Zer0 was no more.

The shock made Tora's mouth hang agape. He was no stranger to fighting for his life, and seeing allies like Fan la Norne killed in the heat of battle, but the sight of two companions killed just like that stunned him for a moment. Then, as Megadragonbowser began to taunt, Tora closed his trap. This was what it meant to fight against Galeem. To be a hero. This was the job. Poppi knew it too, and she composed herself as well, extending her arm once again. They would not stop fighting.

The bond between them turned gold, energy radiating from their bodies. Tora lifted his shield once again as Megadragonbowser came crashing down, standing tall as the wave of earth and tile approached. It broke against his shield, which created a conical safe haven for any allies who got behind him.

As the rubble subsided, Poppi glared at Megadragonbowser, adjusting the zoom of her eyes on his various wounds. “Baddypon insides reddy-hot. But still seems to feel pain, and looks like power flowing out through wounds. More, bigger wounds, especially slashy or puncturey, should worsen loss.”

Tora nodded. “So then, blunt force not viable. Explosions less good too. Will need to get close and use drill.”
expect a post from me tomorrow. still here just...slow. and bad at writing.


No worries, man. Just glad to see it.
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