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[Eldritch Tea Party]

Ferret: *absently her own shadow tendrils emerge and bat away the ones from the book* Hm, well I'm afraid I normally don't delve much into horror. Seems a bit pointless to me what with all the crazy stuff that happens, but I suppose you could say the same about fantasy. *Sips her tea, and raises an eyebrow at the table kick* Now, I have a hard time getting upset with this turnabout seeing his traditional treatment of you, but I have to ask if that was truly necessary.

[ Eldritch Tea Party: ]

Crona: Yes.

*Another kick, and Ragnarok gives a muffled yelp*

Crona: That one may not have been, but it was still fun~ *Stands*

*Zie heads over to the door, which is now tilted eight degrees further over*

*Reaching out, Crona lays hir hand on the twisted, gnarled knob and opens the way*

*Just beyond is a hallway lit by dim, flickering fluorescent lights*

*The floor visibly curves up from the left and tilts down to the right*

Crona: I also have some flowers to show you~ White jade lotuses are my favorite.

*Frantic flute playing emerges from just outside, and the shadow of a handprint appears on the wall*

Mr. Wuzzlefuzzle: *Head spins around* أنت غير مرحب به هنا‎

*The hand flies away with a yelping and whining like a dog*

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[ Datrio, West City Shores: ]

*With a scratching noise, all returns*

*Just in time for Model 18 to straighten out her opponent's meaty limb*

???: Please dun break mah ahm.

Model 18: No. *Drops her elbow down into his arm's joint*

???: AAAAAAAAAARRRGGGHHH!! *Falls to the ground*

*Meanwhile, a huge Nightmare has flit swiftly past the others*

*It is moving up and into the city, when...*

*PHOOMM* ??? 2: WRAAAAAAAAAATCCCHHH!!

*A smoking hole is left in its nebulous, veiled, serpentine side*

*Leaping from a rooftop, blue halo a light, a certain someone comes along*

Vi: Angels Rumble!! Angels Rumble!! Go!! Go!! Go!!

*From behind her leap Makoto and Prudence, who send twin huge blocks of ice and bolts of lightning outward*

*Meanwhile, Wisp darts out and splits off three clones*

*As the other attacks impact, her clones begin flitting around the crippled Nightmare*

*Occasionally shooting in, they land vicious scratches on it*

*The battle is now truly on, people*

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[ Fanrong, Southern Hemisphere?: ]

*At last, Korra has reached the ocean*

*She looks around, trying to find some way to cross*

*Then, far off to the northeast, she spots what looks like a massive, crimson and gold suspension bridge*

*Starting to move, she gets the distinct sensation of being watched*

*Thinking nothing of it, Korra moves on towards the bridge*

*Yet a...Curvy figure appears from their place disguised beside a boulder*

*Apparently a feline, she has distinctily gleeful, orange-gold eyes with indigo slit pupils and a slightly stout, incredibly robust figure*

*Stood up, she begins to silently follow*

*Ultron is the person behind the hood*

*he grabs Blackout by the neck in a chokehold*

Ultron: "Target confirmed as Blackout. Only possible outcomes are death or severe incapacitation."

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DK: "Is this how you treat your customers? I will report you!"

*HK-47 shoots at D-Klak*

HK: "Statement: What the hell is on my back?"

*sees EMP grenade*

HK: "Complaint: This will hurt too much, master."

*gets electrified, and collapses, but does not die bro.*

DMH: "Let's get out of here!"

*the bullets miss and hit the ground near D-Klak's feet*

DK: "How many people want me dead or severely hurt, exactly?"

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*The mysterious recently summoned being begins to adventure around Bei Fong, searching for Zev*

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SM Treveya: "I have another old friend offering me a job with more looting involved."

Keichi: "It's better than just sitting around and waiting until his majesty shows up. Still, I think he'd kill us if we'd leave. I don't want that thing to be successful the second time."

Ynot: No one coming for a bit, eh? Might as well polish my sword. He hasn't had a good polishing in years.

*Takes out KOS, opens a portal and pulls out a container of polish and begins doing so*

<Blackout's office>

Blackout: Seriously? A third assassination attempt? This is getting quite ridiculous.....

*he activates his density control power, fading right through Ultron's chokehold, and then reassuming normal density on the other side of the room*

Blackout: So, who sent you? I'm guessing you're not another Shattered Mirror guy. Who're you working for?

*Blackout teleports himself to a large warehouse full of empty boxes*

Blackout: Meh, it's unimportant, I'll destroy you nevertheless. Anyway, I happen to like that office, so we won't be having this fight there thank you very much. Nostradamus' Fire.

*fireballs appear around Blackout and begin spinning around him*

Blackout: Focus.

*instead of flying in random directions, the fireballs all fly towards Ultron*

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<the Dark Mirror Universe>

Theodore: It's not my job to keep track of that.

*Theodore and Harold shove D-Klak in the back of Fero's Chute Car and slam the door shut*

*Branar gives Helryx what looks like an iPhone with a green Z painted on the back*

Branar: You'll need that.

*the three Skrall also get in the Chute Car, and it drives off at high speed*

*immediately afterwards, the phone rings*

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<Vassilan>

*DULC falls in a pile of rocks*

*he gets up, and coughs*

DULC: Okay, I'll admit, that was a good shot. But so will this!

*he pulls out a Pulse Blaster, runs up to DUK, and fires*

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<the SM2 site>

*SM Nyatera is pointing a Rahkshi staff at Matthew Ziegler*

SMN: Now what do you say?

MZ: Um.....

*he picks up a ZFT iPhone, and calls someone*

MZ: Hello, Mr. Jones? This is Matthew Ziegler from the Gate site here. I sort of have a Vassila from the alternate universe desperate to defect to us. She's pointing a Rahkshi staff at me, so if you could hurry up with a decision?

DRJ: Why are you wasting my time with this? If she wants to join, let her join. *hangs up*

MZ: *puts away the phone* Okay, you can join.

*SMN hits Ziegler in the face with the staff anyway and walks away*

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<Teruga Prime>

The Guy: Ah yes. We will be sending you to a poker tournament we're organizing. Well, it's not actually a poker game, it's a trap.

*Admiral Ackbar appears out of a portal, smacks the Guy with a rubber mallet, and disappears*

The Guy: Ouch. Anyway, the poker game is a trap we're setting for one of our enemies. We're going to use it to plant a spy among his ranks under the cover as a deserter, and we need to make it look good by actually having people chasing our agent. What do you say?

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<Trantoshen's location>

Starscream: Yes you do. You have his DNA.

*Starscream touches Trantoshen's arm*

Starscream: Thank you.

*he remains silent for a while, then creates a portal to Tatooine*

Starscream: That's where he is.

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<the forest on Lantea (the planet where Atlantis was before Blackout stole it)>

*an oddly-shaped square portal opens, and a person who looks like this walks out*

???: Hm. This place looks nice. Then again, after spending years fighting a dictator, anything looks nice.....

*??? begins walking through the forest, until suddenly someone shoots him in the back with a shadow bolt*

*he falls, hits his head on a rock, and falls unconscious*

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OOS: Waiting on Zev to stop forgetting about Ulkesh.....

<Trantoshen's location>

*Trantoshen gives a small bow*

Trantoshen: After you.

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<Teruga Prime>

*Yon puts on a sunglass and a hat (think about it)*

Yon: Let's do dis thing.

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<Vassilan>

*the blast hits DUK's armour, burning it slightly, and making him stumble backwards into a pile of scrap metal, landing on a steel chair atop it*

DUK: Rrr.

*He fires at the ground in front of DULC, making soil fly up in his face, and then fires at him*

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<Tatooine>

*The portal opens, and the characters stand to attention*

Seran: Vot is vis? Vis is not how ve people get to here! Must be something ilse.

*He unsheathes his lightsaber, and activates its glowing yellow blade*

<Tatooine>

*Starscream walks through the portal*

Starscream: No need to panic, gentlemen. I am Toa Starscream, and the guy who is about to walk through the portal is my.....hmm.....butler! Toa Trantoshen.

Trantoshen: *inevitably* I hate you.

Starscream: Anyway, we're looking for a certain 'Kakamu'. Have any of you seen him?

Boris Johnson: Yes, yes we have. He was dragged underground by the Dead Mind's tentacles. And nobody comes back from that.

SS: .....Oh.

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<Teruga Prime>

The Guy: Very well. Meet your team leader.

*this person walks in*

???: Goooooooooooood morning! I am the Motooooooooooooooooooooor Master!

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<Vassilan>

*DULC is blinded by the soil, and accidentally stumbles out of the way of DUK's shot*

*he then throws a grenade that coincidentally ends up on top of DUK's foot*

At Blackout's Warehouse: *Suddenly a closet door appears between blackout and Ultron, the fireballs slam into the frame, and violently explode, but somehow don't scratch the door. It promptly opens to reveal a bewildered User: Sarge.

*He is carrying an over-sized calculus book in one hand and the handle of the closet door in the other hand.*

User Sarge: "Oh well....this is awkward....."

*looks around the door frame at Ultron, the door seems to be a solid wall from Ultron's point of view*

User Sarge: "I think I might just go now...."

*he steps through, closes the door, and folds it up into his pocket, and starts fast-walking towards a wall*

User Sarge: I think I'll just kinda stand over there, mmmmkay? Carry on! <3"



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OOC: IIIII'mmmmmm baaaaaaaaacccck! (-ish)

[ Bei Fong School, Cafeteria:

Chef: ... *Glares daggers at Ynot and his sword, but soon goes back to cooking* ...

*Even this long through eating, the group has barely made a dent in the foodstuffs*

Chef: Leave some for the students, please. But I am glad that you enjoy my cooking.

~ ~ ~

[ Outside Toph's School: ]

*The summoned being hears something like a pig's squealing, but gravelly, guttural, and orders of magnitudes more bone-chillingly savage*

*Out from the bush, some kind of lackluster black boar, massive in size with long spines raising up from its hackles and mid-back, trundles out of the brush with belligerent fury in its eyes*

*The summoned being can just barely see what look like a couple of boarcupine cubs cowering behind the bushes before the mother is about ready to gore him on her tusks*

*Bucking her head, she goes for a lethal blow...*

~ ~ ~

[ Gamma-Omega-Nu-???-???-472, Unregistered Domain: ]

*The place resembles a huge ship's bridge, possessing no way to look out save for blue-tinged screens*

*As a familiar, dark magenta mist spirals into a pillar from a circle at the center of the floor, however, all of the screens crackle before turning pinkish-red*

*With a flicker, personnel appear all over to man the stations*

User Zev: Yamma. You got the defense systems prepped?

Yamma: *Lean and paleskinned, with shoulder-length white hair in a ponytail, narrow eyes, and a wide grin tugged unevenly by the scar shorn into his mouth's right corner* Ready to drop the hammer. *Pulls an oddly-curved lever around the holographic panel, causing several clicks and beeps and whirrs to sound*

User Zev: Max. Ready to hack into the Chosin's Firewall?

Max: *A short, petite girl of dark skin, jawlength black hair that sweeps outward at the terminating fringe; cerulean blue eyes, lit up in a certain twinkle; and a crimson, diamond-shaped mark on her forehead. The same markings exist on the back of her fingerless glove-sleeves, connected to her jacket with vents on the shoulders and sides* Yup. And I unlocked all the Achievements in the new game.

User Zev: Sweeeeet. Send a message to Cunningham and Liz and Shenzi and the rest of the gang that the Best, the Baddest, the Original is fully online and ready to turn all of Creation on its head. Kishishishi.

Max: *Follows his command, mass-sending a command to other parts of the ship*

*Meanwhile, the hologram of a cybernetic female - Crafted of magenta light, with gentle features and a spikey shock of what appears to be blonde hair - Appears and hovers beside the Captain*

SARA: It's good to be back, Zev. I like what you've done with the ship.

User Zev: Heheheh. Thanks kindly. Are we all ready to get this party started?

SARA, Yamma, Max: Aye. *Ready their stations*

User Zev: Zev the Deserter hereby declares the Absolution ready to Return.

*The ship rumbles, and the screen showing the outside shifts from black to surging light*

*Meanwhile, a huge panel of the floor lights up and projects randomly flashing letters*

*Eventually, in an eerily reminiscent way, they come to rest on a certain phrase*


User Zev: Brace yourselves, boys and girls. *Starts to change*

*As the ship keeps moving, body starts to shift*

User Zev: ...3...2...1...!!

*SECOND COMING*

~ ~ ~

OOS: I think I just gave myself Badassery Poisoning.

Good thing I'm sitting down.

Ynot: You four, sit. Bring something small for Trixitin and I, and wait for the others to arrive

*They do so*

OOS: Waiting on the Cyclops Shark for Yon, DUK and Trantoshen, on Klak for Blackout, D-Klak and Helryx, and ON ZEV FOR ULKESH.

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<the Lantean forest>

*the ??? wakes up, and looks around*

*he is in a cave, tied to a chair*

???: What the heck?

*a person wielding a sword and wearing black clothes walks up to Wipeout*

???: VMT.....

VMT: Indeed, it is I, VMT! Now, Wipeout, what are you doing here?

Wipeout: None of your business. What are you doing here? You have better spelling than I remember.

VMT: Those two matters are none of your business.

Wipeout: We're not getting any answers out of each other, are we?

VMT: That is none of your business.

Wipeout: It was a rhetorical question.

*Wipeout cuts his ropes with a buzzsaw, stands up, and throws the chair at VMT, but he dodges*

VMT: I will not be defeated so easily! *he fires a blast of shadow at Wipeout, then charges at him*

*a fistfight begins*

*Ultron forms a shield*

Ultron: "Subject known as Blackout. Your attacks are quite lethal. You are considered one of the most powerful members of the Former Rebel Alliance."

*sees User:Sarge*

Ultron: "Subject not recognized....Now, let us see how you react to this."

*Ultron walks to Blackout, and fires Nox energy at him*

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*DM Helryx picks up the phone*

DMH: "Nifty gadget you have here. Where are you people?"

DK *on the other side of the line*: "What do you mean, 'you people'?"

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*The summoned being lifts his eyebrow, and leaps into the air*

*he levitates a few feet above the hog*

???: "Hehehehe....Now, now, I won't hurt anyone."

<Blackout's warehouse>

*the blast catches Blackout by surprise and hits him, but does no damage*

Blackout: Interesting trick, but it shall do you no good.

*he does a backflip over Ultron, and fires a Unicron tentacle at him*

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<the Dark Mirror Universe>

*Theodore kicks D-Klak in the stomach, and Axel F gets the phone back from him*

Axel: 'Allo 'allo! I'm Axel F, ZFT representative in the Matoran Universe. I'm currently in a Chute Car, ferrying Klak to what will probably be his new home for the rest of his life. Apparently, all your instructions will now be relayed through me. Just thought you may wish to know that. For now, you are to retake your former position. If someone asks you what happened, make up a story. See you soon. *hangs up, and turns to D-Klak* You see, Klak, things have changed while you were away. Helryx is now working with us to capture war criminals such as yourself.

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<the Lantean forest, VMT's cave>

*Wipeout and VMT are continuing their fistfight, without much success on either side*

VMT: I think I preferred not answering questions.

Wipeout: As do I. Which is why I'm going to do this.

*Wipeout punches VMT in the face, then fires his wrist blaster, sending VMT flying out of the cave and off a cliff*

*he then goes off to look for some way off the planet*

*after a lot of searching, he finds what appears to be an awkward mishmash of parts of Makuta, Dalek and Great Being ships*

Wipeout: I shall call it the 4500X!

*he gets onboard, and takes off*

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OOS, @Blackout:

The last thing I remember from that plotline was the Dock's A.I. projecting a menu for Ulkesh and his crew to sample refreshments.

About when was your reply to that?

I never caught it, sorry.

8< 8< 8<

EDIT: Ah, thanks for linking me to it.

Lesseee...

~ ~ ~

[ Juraian Port: ]

AI: Joint-rulership of the planet is shared by the Emperor and the Empress, either from one of the two founding families. Currently, our Emperor is Azusa Glory, and our Empress is Misaki Masaki Raregroove. Next in line to rule is First Prince Yo - Buffering; that data has been recently updated, apologies. - Zev Raregroove, followed by First Princess Tamao Glory, and Second Princess Anna Raregroove.

AI: The Emperor and Empress share joint control of all matters, deciding between themselves who directs what and at what time. As Empress Misaki has left to assist her children and siblings in other tasks, Emperor Azusa confers to his father and mother-in-law: Yohmei Glory and Kino Raregroove. As well, he openly admits that he regularly visits Royal Founder Masaki Raregroove for advice, as she is the head of our Prima Librarium, "First Library," aka The Juraian Records.

AI: Though I cannot give you any more information than has been made available to me, I highly advise that you visit Founder Masaki as the Juraian Records for more personal information on our planet should the need arise; if you can find her within the City-Complex. Not to be cryptic, thought; what I should say is, she finds it entertaining to search for the most reclusive nooks in the Records, and they are the size of a common city.

AI: That is all the information I have on the subject. Your ship should now be in perfect order. Follow the lit pathway to our welcoming station, where you shall be guided to the Meeting Room.

*Indeed, just at the foot of the shuttle door, the floor lights up in a path out of the dock*

~ ~ ~

[ Bei Fong School: ]

*Soon enough, students begin filtering in*

Chef: *Still working on the stew, though it seems near completion*

*The Earthbending students give Ynot's crew some curious stares, but do not approach them*

*Toph is nowhere to be seen*

~ ~ ~

[ Outside: ]

Boarcupine Mom: *Shrieks in rage*

*Her spines raise up, and begin to fire off towards the being*

*After that, however, she begins to lose focus on the attack*

*Using the blunt undersides of her tusks, she corales her young until they begin to walk away with her*

*Behind her is left gouged dirt and flattened brush*

~ ~ ~

[ Foggy Swamp: ]

Namah: *Wakes up groggily*

*She gives a dull glare at her reflection's visage*

*As she attempts to somewhat flatten down her hair, Yoruichi checks on Zev*

Zev: *Though still flush, seems in less pain*

*They prepare to move out*

~ ~ ~

[ ???, Somewhere Near the Planet upon Which Ultron & Blackout now Fight: ]

*A gigantic, rippling shape glides at a wide berth from the planet*

*Within The Absolution, User:Zev gazes on the screen at Blackout and Ultron's battle*

Yamma: What'cha waitin' for? One good shot, and we could off Blackout once and for all.

Max: *Holds up a hand-puppet of Blackout and speaks in a mockingly tough voice* "Not likely! I'm the most powerful Makuta of all and will conquer the Universe! The power to destroy a planet would not even cause me to flinch!"

Yamma: Cute. Seriously, at least we'd have the satisfaction of spooking him.

Max: *Still puppeteering "Blackout"* "You fool! Nothing in this Universe scares me! You must assume me to be some kind of lesser cretin!"

Yamma: Did it ever occur to you that you could do something productive, like tracking that one android that slipped out of our grasp at the last Session?

Max: *Other hand now holds a puppet resembling Dorothy, as she speaks in a faux soft, gentle voice* "Oh, no, please do not go after me again. I have finally found a place to belong and friends who care for me."

"Blackout": "I will grind all foes beneath my heel! rawr"

"Dorothy": "I don't want to be lonely again! boooo hoooo"

"Blackout: "rawr rawr rawr rawr rawr rawr"

"Dorothy": "booooo hoooooo booooo hoooooo"

"Blackout: "RAWR RAWR RAWR RAWR RAWR RAWR RAWR"

"Dorothy": "BOOOOO HOOOO BOOOOO HOOOOO HOOOOOO"

*Abruptly, she smacks the foreheads of the two puppets together*

*Somehow, both puppets have small bruises where they hit and tears streaming from their eyes*

Max: Hee hee hee. *Has them both rub their noggins with their arms*

Yamma: ...Yeah. You done with that yet, Deep Snow?

Max: Yup. *Both puppets disappear with flickering red lines*

Yamma: ...Aaaaaand you're not bothering to look for the android because why!? *Eyes narrow*

Max: I never look very busy because I all ways get things done fast and right the first time. She's in the Troika's subspace safehouse. If the Absolution enters Subspace, we might wipe the whole plane out, and lose Dear Dorothy's information forever. It would be best to let her unlock her files on her own, then snatch her once she's paralyzed by her final stage of processing.

SARA: *Finally speaks* I would advise you two make sure that the Whisperer will not be an issue. She was one of your biggest problems during the last Session. It was because of her that Dorothy became the Instrument before we could stop her; and even more powerful than the Session before that.

User Zev: If I may cut this onslaught of monologues, character establishment, and vague foreshadowing short, I need SARA to widen our distance slightly so that we're not in a disadvantageous angle with the core star of this system.

SARA: Of course. *Forms a number of holographic panels and begins typing, changing the ship's course* By my estimates, the ideal distance should be 2.59 light seconds.

User Zev: Good. I trust your calculations. Yamma, I need you to ready our drones in case we need to make a quick escape. Have them cloaked and ready to attack in four random arrivals, timed out at three minutes, four minutes, two minutes, three minutes, and one minute, respectively.

Yamma: You got it. I'll also have Hume use the ship's Plotting Centers to map the best course to escape without being detected by any local defense forces.

User Zev: Keep on it. Max... *Looks over at the girl in question* ...

Max: Mm-hmmm. *Is placing some kind of uncannily animated RPG with some kind of white-and-purple chibi panda character that has three glowing red eyes* I'm listening.

User Zev: ...Just don't do something that'll make me regret posting you as our Data Chief.

Max: You got it. *Some kind of triumphant beeping sounds* Yes. Got the Salamandra Soul.

User Zev: *Turns gaze back to screen showing Blackout and Ultron's battle*

*Time shall now be taken to describe the changes which have taken place in User:Zev - His misty form has become slightly more stable and humanoid, with some kind of horns sweeping back from his brow, two full eyes instead of one, and a pair of long, bellsleeve-like arms*

User Zev: ...We'll get to meet soon, Blackout. And all of my old friends.

*He cackles maliciously as he watches*

Ynot: Hokagetsu, ask one of them to practice with you. I want to see something. Remember, do NOT hurt them. Last thing we need is to be ejected from here.

Hokagetsu: Any one in particular?

Ynot: Nah.

Hokagetsu: Okay then...

*Walks up to the biggest guy in the bunch and taps him on the shoulder*

Hokagetsu: Hey, I'm new here, mind showing me a thing or two?

[ Bei Fong School, Cafeteria: ]

???: ... *Nods, finishing the steak he was working on*

*He has short, messy black hair in a loose topknot and thin, scruffy facial hair*

*Leading Hokagetsu over to a wall, he crumbles the earth to show a wide, circular room beyond*

???: *Leads him in, speaking softly* My name is Huángsè. My sister and I were two of Sifu's first students. My sister was allowed to graduate, but I stayed behind. You were lucky to pick me, I guess.

*Dropping his heavy leather vest, he shows abs and a sixpack that most guys would literally kill for*

Huángsè: I'm the only one of Sifu's students who's allowed to tutor others. I believe your leader said he wanted to see something?

*Sliding his foot to the left, he causes more of the wall to crumble and re-shape*

*Now, a wide arch allows full vantage to Ynot and his group*

Huángsè: *Places fist against palm and bows shortly* ...

*Without warning, he stomps out and to the left*

*A massive boulder rises from the floor*

*Spinning full around, he drives his heel into the stone*

*It goes hurtling towards Hokagetsu*

Huángsè: The way of Earthbenders is to meet all foes head-on.

*With another stomp, he sends a fissure towards Hokagetsu's feet at high speed*

Huángsè: You must not hesitate, nor allow doubt into your mind. The element of Earth itself, for any user, depends on one being sure of themselves; perceiving their foes keenly; and acting decisively when the time is right.

*Dropping into his Tiger Stance, he waits to see how Hokagetsu reacts*

Huángsè: Sifu would not allow you here if she didn't detect some great potential in you - And I, too, see potential that is rare for such an unconvential user of Earth, for what we see.

*It seems that he's steadily shifting upon certain perceptions*

~ ~ ~

[ Fanrong, Southern Hemisphere: ]

Korra: ... *Stops Naga short* Show yourself.

*A dejected sigh can be heard, and the air ripples*

*Out of thin air appears a curvaceous feline - Mainly blackfurred with white patches - With orange-golden orbs only differentiated from the majority by indigo slit pupils*

???: I'm sorry for pursuing you so sneakily, but - Eeep. *Narrowly dodges a Water Whip*

Korra: You can apologize after you're driven into the dirt.

???: Now, that's just rude. *Narrowly dodges again*

*She doesn't seem to be too trained in martial arts*

*However, she does seem to be preparing somewhat*

Korra: ... *Glares suspiciously* ...

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[ The Absolution: ]

*Now, a screen shows Yoruichi carrying Zev through the Foggy Swamp, with Namah following*

Yamma: Heh. That kid always had a big head. Serves him right for trying to not be true to his benefactors.

Max: *Debuts the Sickly Zev Puppet* "Oh, kff kff, I'm so weak and fragile, I need a strong woman with big boobs and a horny little pettanko to protect me, gehoh, gehoh, woe is me!"

Yamma: *Cackle* Now that's funny. Just watch your mouth - He's still Boss's Avatar.

Sickly Zev Puppey: "Kff kff, I just want to pretend to be the nice guy, I wanna be Chaotic Good, but I'm pulled between my User's Chaotic Neutral slash True Neutral alliance and my inner Sealed Evil in a Can doppelganger's Chaotic Evil jerkassitude! It's too much, too much~ gehoh. wah wah waaah"

User Zev: Cute, Max. Cute. Tell you what. Get the Bangle of Pascal Avaf in your game so that we can try to predict Vi's Path in this Session, and I won't smack you upside your head for that.

Max: *Dismisses Sickly Zev Puppet* You'll just feel ashamed if you hit someone adorable as me. *Nonetheless opens her game back up*

*As her character heads towards a huge temple-city on the horizon, the screen begins to tune in to another scene elsewhere*

User Zev: ...For an intricately-Prototyped and Motif-Cutsomized Easter Egg the Architect hid for us to find and work with, this thing has horrible satellite reception.

Yamma: Got that right. Always cuts out riiight when they're about to reveal who killed who or the game-winning play.

User Zev: *Watches several narrow panels spin* SHOOOW MEEE DATRIO!!

*The screen's loading bar actually moves backward a chunk*

User Zev: All the most annoying stuff is just outside SARA's control.

Yamma: Isn't that just about how the Architect always works?

User Zev: Excellent point. *Continues staring*

*Hokagetsu spins and kicks the boulder, sending it against the wall, when shattering, making a bust of himself*

Hokagetsu: 'My Leader' would say interesting at this point.

*Stomps on the ground, creating a fissure towards Huángsè*

Hokagetsu: Living with the ability but now training, I found defense in Earth to be more natural. Let's see how I adjust.

*He begins running at Huángsè, the Earth lifting him up. Leaping from the earthen wave, he spins into a ball, with a rock gripped with his foot and flies at Huángsè*

[ Bei Fong School: ]

Huángsè: *Easily avoids fissure*

*Rearing up and back, he brings both fists down to the room's floor with a terrific crash*

*A wave of earth rises up before him, cancelling out Hokagetsu's still-traveling wave*

*With a blocking motion, Huángsè raises up a huge wall of stone before himself*

*He briefly makes a gesture in the Mantis Stance Toph uses, forming an entire dome of earth*

*Within, he twists his feet to anchor himself to the floor*

---

[ Cafeteria Beyond: ]

*A voice speaks up from nearby Ynot*

Toph: So. Huángsè's training with your friend? Guess he's more patient than I am, so maybe it's best he's the first one to tutor 'im.

*She snatches a roasted leg of ham, hefts it up, and begins tucking in savagely*

*As opposed to her more polite students, Toph ravenously attacks the ham*

*Her students seem rather embarrassed at this display*

~ ~ ~

[ Fanrong, Southern Hemisphere: ]

Korra: *Still lashes out at the feline continuously*

*Abruptly, the feline throws out her hand towards the next Water Whip*

???: Enervate. *A ripple of light emanates from her palm*

*With that, the whip loses its momentum and splashes to the ground*

Korra: *Draws the water right off the grass, with barely any lost to the dirt*

*She glares, thinking of how to attack next*

???: Look, my name is Alexandra. I have to deliver something.

Korra: You're a Witch! Do I look stupid!

Alexandra: I swear, they always make my rounds difficult.

Korra: *Prepares to lash out at her once again*

~ ~ ~

OOS: May add onto this, but maybe not.

/shrug

*Blackout's Warehouse*

User Sarge looks on at the fight, and as he leans on a cardboard box, it suddenly caves in and Sarge falls through, seeming to fall much farther than the box should be capable of holding...

USarge: "AWWW CO-"

-----------------------Fanrong, In front of Bei Fong School----------------------------------

*A frog is sitting on a stone near the entry pillar, when suddenly User Sarge flies out of it's mouth and smacks head first into the pillar with enough force to crack it

after sliding down to the floor, User Sarge picks himself up, and rubs his face... when he realizes he accidentally ported to an unknown location.*

USarge: "Ow.....Hate it when my focus slips...now where am I...?"

*He looks at the school, seeming to recall the winged boar statues from somewhere*

Ynot: There is much to be said about him. Right now, even though he is using his natural gift of Earth, he's a bit out of his element, so to speak. Over the years, he has refined his technique to match his personality. He normally fights hand to hand, with no powers, and uses his Earth abilities if he absolutely HAS to, and only in defense. Of course, there are exceptions, like when we need a display of ability, or are fighting hoards of people. For instance, watch this.

*Ynot raises his voice*

Ynot Hokagetsu, MORNING STAR!

*Something clicks inside Hokagetsu's head and he bounces off the dome and starts spinning rapidly in the ball he was in, generating an earthen sphere around himself*

Ynot: Crash!

*The ball spins backwards, sending him back towards the dome, and spikes jut from the ball, drilling through the dome with fierce power*

Ynot: [Normal Voice] Now, I don't normally command him like that. We've been working on that little treat for a while, so now is about the best chance to showcase it without lethal consequences.

[ Bei Fong School, Sparring: ]

Huangse: *Narrowly dodges*

*Still, his shoulder is nicked by a spike*

*Throwing his hands upward, he rises towards Hokagetsu on a wave of earth*

*He punches two boulders towards Hokagetsu*

Huangse: *Remains totally calm*

---

[ Bei Fong School, Cafeteria: ]

Toph: ... *Lays hand on the floor* ...Huh.

Taw?: What is it, Sifu? Is there someone outside?

Toph: ...Yeah, but they don't seem like they'll be a problem*

*She goes back to eating right away*

*With a sigh, so does Taw*

~ ~ ~

[ The Absolution: ]

*The screen User:Zev and Yamma watch says Datrio in the corner*

*However, the image is obscured by a faintly-flickering veil of shadows and murk*

Yamma: ...Looks like someone doesn't want us to see what's going on at that planet.

User Zev: Every Session we've gone through, the maker of the Idea Engine has been different. Nabonidus prolly figured out our plan and is causing the illusion.

Yamma: Why don't we just have Max boost the signal until his illusion's not a problem?

User Zev: With Nabonidus's level of power, we'd fry the power core before that happened.

Yamma: The Architect couldn't build a ship to see through that?

User Zev: He could. He simply chose not to, or kept that one to himself.

Yamma: Hate that guy so much. *Goes to light a cigarette*

*However, he finds all of it save for the very butt in his hand slashed off*

Yamma: ...Fine. No smoking around Max, I got it. *Tosses the cigarette butt on the floor*

Max: *Giggles cutely* Thank you Yamma~ *Gets to work on something*

*She appears to be trying to break some kind of security system*

~ ~ ~

[ ???, Dim Room: ]

*A familiar, diminutive figure types away on her laptop*

Ed: *Seems to be doing a search for something, when an old file catches her attention*

*Opening it up, she finds a picture of herself, Ein, and three others in some kind of beach shack*

Spoiler:

*Smiling softly, Ed gazes at the picture for a while longer*

*Closing the file and moving it to a protected folder, she gets back to looking*

Ed: *Hums a little ditty as she works*

Ynot: I felt it to. Feels like a...type of person I've met before. Very secretive of there presence. If they are showing themselves, either it's a new one that is careless and untrained, or something big will happen here soon.

*Hokagetsu gets slammed by the boulders, but instead of derailing him, they enlarge the spike ball as he comes back around*

Ynot: Halt.

*The ball stops with a spike right in front of Huangse's eye*

Ynot: No need to harm one another.

*Turns to Toph*

Ynot: What you think? He stand a chance?

[ Bei Fong School, Underground: ]

Toph: *Finished with the leg of ham* Yup.

*Discarding the huge legbone, she stands while hanging her head*

Toph: Your ally and my student seemed about equals. However, had that been a fight to the death, I can't say I know who would've come out on top.

*With a shrug, she idly scratches below her arm and gives a loud yawn*

Toph: I'll trust you on that dingus I picked up knocking his head outside.

*She moves to get something else to eat*

~ ~ ~

[ Bebop II, Gyroscope Room: ]

*At the center of the room is a huge steel ring covered in dimly-flickering circuits*

*Laid in front of the ring with her laptop before her, limbs akimbo and face blank, Ed watches information flicker on by on her interface goggles*

*She briefly makes swimming motions while watching, but soon goes limp again*

Ed: So booored~ *Yawns loudly*

---

[ Bebop II, Viewing Dock: ]

*A garden of bonsai trees atop worn stools has been set up and obviously tended for a long time*

*By one of them stands a huge man of a dark, grayish skintone; messy black hair of a far-receded hairline, thick sideburns, and a long ponytail; a dull brass-colored mechanical right arm; and some kind of metallic half-circle around the outside of his right eye*

*After watering the bonsai for a few moments, he picks up a small set of trimmers and gets to work gently clipping the leaves*

*Reclining nearby on a beaten couch, Washu looks up from a cosmetics magazine*

Washu: ...You know, I don't see why the "Fierce Black Dog" Jet Black himself, once the most feared local leo of the Galaxy Police short of central command, the badass who once single-handedly wiped out the Scarlet Dragon Syndicate of Mars, has chosen to spend his days trimming trees and letting his ship be a haven for bounty hunters, rogue royalty, incredibly beautiful geniuses, etc., etc. Could you enlighten me as to this? Because I've read this thing five times now, and I still don't see how any of these hussies can bear to look themselves in the mirror with the skanky outfits they're wearing in a magazine for cosmetics.

*With a "blegh!", she tosses the magazine over the back of the couch, flips onto her front, and stares idly at Jet Black as she waits for a response*

Jet: You done yet? *Chuckles at her sigh of faux offense* I guess I just felt like I could do more good for more people without abiding by conventional regulations. 'Specially after it lost me my wife of six years and other things. *Flexes mechanical arm*

Washu: Okay. That explains why you quit the GP Force. Mind to enlighten me as to what's so fascinating about little trees? *Glares as Jet carefully removes a stray leaf*

Jet: Simple. It builds a sense of responsibility like a pet or a child, but with its own advantages and disadvantages. You can't just buy and pot a new kid if you screw up as a parent like you can with bonsai, but you also can't rely on more vocal cues to know their needs. It's also pretty calming - A lot moreso than I believed at first, when that psych advised it to me.

Washu: ... *Shrugs* I guess we're all entitled to our own odd little hobbies. *Idly traces circles on the floor with her index fingertip* ...

Jet: Let me guess. The rest of the ship is on its emergency supply, and your lab went kaput on you?

Washu: Take your sweet time asking me why I've been laying here. *Chuckle*

Jet: Oh, I just wanted to tell myself it was my weatherbeaten good looks.

Washu: This ship's weatherbeaten, and I wouldn't ask it on a date.

Jet: I concede to that point. *Inspects his work*

Washu: *Sits up, opening a holographic keyboard*

*She begins typing in some kind of commands*

Jet: I wonder how Spike and Faye are doing.

Washu: Oh? Should they not be doing well?

Jet: Dunno. They're off collecting cash for the fuel station up ahead.

Washu: Hope that works out, then.

*A comfortable silence sets in*

*??? leaps out of the way*

*he looks up at the Bei Fong school*

???: "Perhaps I can find information here..."

*he knocks on the door*

---

*D-Klak groans*

DK: "Can I get fries with that?"

---

*Ultron leaps away from the Unicron tentacle*

Ultron: "Unicron tentacle. New attack added to data."

---

*Klak and his small group continue flying in space*

*Looking in, User Sarge decided to try to blend in, however he forgets to keep focus as he sees a bluejay, and mid-step he falls through the floor, only to appear to walk out through one of the tables, somehow defying gravity and continuing to walk forward before tilting and 'climbing' down an invisible set of stairs to the ground.*

User Sarge:"Bird!.....aaaahh crud, did it again....err- hello!"

*He looks at those assembled, and sighs when he can't recall anyone beyond Ynot*

User Sarge's thoughts: Focus.Focus.Things change so much nowadays(Focus.)...oh well...Focus.Focus.Focus....

*Ynot sees he was right that Sarge being a User*

Ynot: New guy, thought so.

*Turns to Toph*

Ynot: Who you want to see next? The soldier looking fella is Electricity, the girl is illusions, bulky guy has air at his command, and the quiet one wields plants.

*He takes the plate the others had given him and downs it in one go, bones, grizzle and all*

[ Bei Fong School: ]

Toph ... *Turns towards Ynot and walks over to him* ...

*She completely ignores User:Sarge's presence, as is pre-usual*

*Raising her head slightly, her eyes come eerily close to focusing on his face*

Toph: ...You're different. And you're purposefully hiding your element. I'd guess that, in case I turn on you or am captured and interrogated, you don't want to reveal it so that new enemies won't know what to expect from the strongest out of the group.

*With a slight grin, her gaze drifts slightly to rest near Ynot's neck*

Toph: Of course, you might just be the kind of leader who focuses on his subordinates and cares about them like that enough to place explaining their powers first. Which is it?

*She gently rests a hand on his chest, feeling the motions of his antidermis*

Toph: Cool. I guess it's how people who can see feel about lava lamps.

*Awaiting a response, she leaves her hand there*

~ ~ ~

[ Bebop II, Viewing Deck: ]

Jet: *Is still trimming his bonsai trees*

Washu: *Staring boredly at the ceiling* ...Any idea when Spike and Faye'll be back?

Jet: Not in the slightest. Don't even know what planet they were headed to.

Washu: Ah. *Keeps staring blankly* ...It's boring with so many people gone.

Jet: I'm sure not having lab access only makes it worse?

Washu: *Huffs* Well duh. I never feel comfortable when I'm idle.

Jet: *Chuckles at the vehement response and keeps at his work*

~ ~ ~

[ Nearby Summertime Planet: ]

*The entire planet is covered in burning desert*

*Outside of a fighter resembling Zev's, a thin man who looks to be in his late twenties to early thirties sits tiredly in the craft's shadow*

*Dressed in a navy blue leisure suit, with the sleeves rolled up and a pale yellow undershirt, his wild, poofy black hair possesses a slight green tinge; his skin is medium-fair in tone; and one of his dark reddish-brown eyes appears slightly lighter in color than the other*

*Beside him is some kind of old, compact radio, the faintly-warped antennae raised up*

???: *A cigarette dangling from lips, eyes drooping, repeatedly tries to work the lighter* ... *Staring blankly, keeps at it*

Click. Click. Click. Click. Click.

*After several minutes with no joy, he tosses the lighter down and lays the cigarette beside it*

*Sitting limply, he stares out at where the wide, golden-white desert meets the pale blue sky in a torpidly rippling horizon*

*Abruptly, a message begins to crackle through on the radio*

???: *Picks up the speaker and switches it on* Spike here. Is that you, Faye?

Faye: *From the other end of the line* Yep. Won some cash at the local casino, and had enough surplus to buy a jumper battery for your ship. Think you can last until then?

Spike: *Rubs heel of palm against eye* Yeah, I think I'll live.

Faye: Good. Much longer and they'll charge me. Seeya soon.

*With a crackle, the line goes dead*

*Switching off the phone and dropping it, Spike wipes the sweat off his brow*

*He kicks off first one shoe, then the other in the oppressive heat*

Spike: I really need to learn not to take that girl's advice.

*Up in the sky, a passing fowl squawks loudly*

*Its squawks slowly fade away*

Ynot: The later of the two. Knowing my element does my opponents little good, as it is only one of numerous abilities I have accumulated over the years. I am Maestro Metallica, Ynot, Makuta Anima of Iron. What you are feeling is my Antedermis. Literally, that is me, my body is a mechanized shell for my essence.

*Ynot's eyes flicker, as if switching from egotistical to knowledgeable*

Ynot: If my readings of you were correct, the reason you are the best Earthbender is because you are the First Metalbender. Perhaps we can learn a bit from each other.

[ Bei Fong School: ]

Toph: Oooh. Smart one. You're right.

*As she slides her hand, Ynot can partially feel his armor bend under her immediate touch*

*Once her hand moves away, however, it distorts back to normal*

Toph: I feel like you could give me some inspiration. How about you let me study your use of metals for a while if I teach your friends a thing or two about combat?

*Removing her hand, no trace is left that Ynot's armor was ever distorted at all*

Toph: Even if it's not earth, I'm sure they could learn a thing or two here.

*Her eyelids lower slightly, and she gains an uncomfortably wide, toothy grin*

Toph: *Spits on palm and offers for a shake* Deal?

~ ~ ~

[ Summertime Planet Near Bebop II's Course: ]

*Still beneath the fighter, Spike stares up at the sky from halfway-in, halfway-out of the shade*

*As another vulture-like bird circles up above, his eyelids begin to droop dangerously*

*For a while, he simply drifts in and out of sleep, before the sound of memories floats up to him*

Ed: ...Ed's name is Edward Wong Hau Pepelu Tivrusky IV! Nice to meet you!

Spike: Well, that's quite a name. Your parents must have been inventive.

Ed: Nope! Ed came up with that name all by Ed's self!

Spike: Really? You named yourself?

Ed: Yup! Ed named Ed that! Cool, huh?

Spike: If you made that name up, how can you be "the fourth?"

Ed: Eheheheheh! You're silly!

Spike: Heh. Guess I am.

*Like a sound from underwater, a huge roaring noise reaches Spike's ears*

*Opening his eyes groggily, he sees that the sun has moved quite a ways across the sky*

*A few meters away, another craft is settling to the desert sands and kicking up clouds*

*Once it's settled, a fairskinned, full-figured woman with jawlength, straight black hair; full red lips; a pale pink headband; and rather skimpy yellow clothes leaps out with some kind of box in hand*

*Strolling over to Spike, she tosses the battery to rest just in arm's reach*

Spike: ...This thing's seriously going to power my ship all the way back, Faye?

Faye: Oh, quit your worrying. You're starting to sound like Jet.

Spike: Ugh. *Languidly gets up, patting the sand out of hair*

*As Faye returns to her ship, Spike works on charging his*

*Now, three squawking buzzards circle overhead*

*Ynot smirks, grabbing the hand firmly and shaking*

Ynot: Deal. First thing about metals: They are earth, refined. All Earth is is many metals ground up, combined, compressed and scattered. Mastery of metals first requires focusing on the ONE metal you are dealing with.

*Knocks on his chest*

Ynot: That metal you just touched is Adamantium. Strongest you'll ever find. Naturally liquid, once solid, it can never be melted again. Temperature ignorant, doesn't become brittle, or gain or loose magnetism. It's denser than a White Dwarf star. Because of all these unique traits, it's also the most difficult to get a bending hand on. softer metals, like gold, silver, bronze, and copper are better for getting a hand o, but of course, aren't as useful.

*Ynot interlaces his fingers, faces his palms out ward, cracking his knuckles*

Ynot: The balancing point between ease of use and usefulness is Iron. Abundant on most any earthen surface

*Ynot places one hand on the ground, the other in the air, he slowly raises the earthbound hand, and lowers the skyward hand until they meet each other. Turning his palms toward each other, he pulls both upward, a long metal pole coming from the ground*

Ynot: Hmph! There we go!

*Extends the pole to Toph*

Ynot: Feel that.

[ Bei Fong School: ]

Toph: *Grabs the pole*

*Placing her hand farther down, she shifts her hands smoothly as the pole extends*

*By the end, she's carved a large, Oriental dragon with two loops in its serpentine length and numerous other bends in its coils*

Toph: Did I mention I love sculpture? *Chuckles*

*Rapping her knuckles against various points on the statue, she smiles in intrigue*

Toph: Cool. I can feel why it's so much easier to bend. It's hard, but I can definitely feel what you meant by it starting as a liquid.

*She continues inspecting the metal sculpture*

Toph: Anything you'd suggest for starting on your friend's training?

*Her focus is obviously still on the dragon*

~ ~ ~

[ Bebop II, Hangar: ]

*By now, both Spike and Faye's ships have returned*

*Ed, Ein and Mamimi have shown up to greet the two upon their arrival*

Ed: *Runs up to Spike* Spike~! Ed found what you wanted~! I'll show it to you later!

*She flips into a handstand and walks off, wildly giggling*

Mamimi: *Shyly walks up to Faye* Um...D...Did you...?

Faye: *Chuckles, handing Mamimi a dusty rectangular box* Yeah, they had your orders.

Mamimi: *Eyes light up* Thank youuu. *Hug*

Spike: *Wanders off towards the Mess Hall*

~ ~ ~

[ Bebop II, Meeting Center: ]

*Up on the screen is none other than Kugo Ginjo*

Jet Black: So. Judging from the short-lived timeloop, you'd say a large disturbance occurred?

Washu: *Seems to be thinking of something* Hmph. With Kagato, Yume, and our little unknown prankster running amok, I suppose it was only a matter of time.

Ryoko: *Sighs tiredly* Good God. I know I kept telling Kagato he could die twice, but I didn't actually want to have to kill him the second time!

Minagi: *Seems very concerned* Between Yume and her stolen Royal Tree, Kagato and his unknown goals, and whoever's been harassing Mom, how can we know who's the cause?

Kugo: That's the thing. Yume goes for flashy things, Kagato is singularly focused on an unknown craft somewhere near Raftel, and our little anonymous miscreant would only do something to directly go after Washu, from all we've seen. Whoever this was doesn't fit any traits of those three.

Tamao: Between the Juraian Royalty on this ship and Shamans like Kanna's group and Mamimi, not to mention Pitou's connections to intergalactic information sources, I'm sure we can find this out.

Minagi: Well...I hope all goes well for this. I think now is about the time Ryo-Ohki will want a snack, and I don't have anything else I need to do. *Phases into the floor*

Sara: *Is standing off to the side, not looking sure of what to do with herself* ... *Seems very concerned on something, but doesn't speak*

Kokonoe: Well, if we can narrow down the location of the disturbance, I'm sure that I can pick up the imaginary number it would have had to generate to cross the spacetime threshold. From that, I should be able to find a reference point to give us clues as to who it is.

Jet: None of this is my area of expertise, so I'll leave you science buffs to hammer out the details.

Washu: I should be able to - Eep. *Slips on a - Banana peel?*

KRASH-splt.

Washu: *Lays stunned on her back, blood sprayed from behind her head*

Sara: *Jumps* Oh no, oh no, Professor, don't die!! *Hyperventilates*

Washu: *Stands up, untying something transparent from beneath hair* Relax~

Ryoko: ...Blood pellet? Is there a reason you happened to have that there?

Washu: I just got a hunch I'd get that trick sooner rather than later.

*As Kugo gives his last regards and flickers out, the room is soon vacated*

*From up above, a pair of pupilless, lavender eyes watch*

???: Crap. I'll have to get more inventive.

*Her presence completely fades*

~ ~ ~

[ ???, Lab: ]

*In front of a massive console, a certain mad scientist sits observing data*

Mayuri: ...Nemu. I've gone over this for what must be the thousandth time. You have as well?

Nemu: Yes, Taichou. I have run every possible mistake diagnostic through the system thrice, and there is no possible way for this to be a mistake.

Mayuri: *Snarls* That whorish little swine. She beat me to it. The discovery that would have finally outdone that cad! There's now no meaning if she's already putting it to work for her!!

*Standing upright, he storms out with Nemu following close after*

Mayuri: Prepare the gear I designed. We're going on a little field studies day.

Nemu: Yes, Taichou. *Moves off towards a side-room*

*Up on screen, the data from the Irumok Mayuri inspected is still presented*

Biorhythm: Normal
Brainwaves: Normal
Reiatsu: Anomaly Detected

Foreign Energies Tied Into Subject's Reiatsu

Source: Searching...Searching...Confirming...

Source: Juraian Royal Tree

*Meanwhile User Sarge looks on in interest, and reaches into the nearest wall to pull out a bag of chips, and starts eating from it.

He leans in to look at the dragon as well, looking at the details of the dragon overall*

USarge: *Muttering* "Neutronium is fun like that..._{although it is rare for a integer-dimensional material...}"

<Teruga Prime>

Yon: Hello.

-------------------

<Vassilan>

*An energy shield is fired from a gun somewhere, which encases the grenade, protecting DUK's foot from the explosion*

DUK: What the devil...?

*Through the smoke created by the grenade's explosion, two sets of tiny wheels can be seen creaking along the ground, supporting the base of something bigger*

???: rawr


OOS: DUN DUN DUN.

<Blackout's warehouse>

Blackout: Why do I get the feeling that you don't actually care about the fight? Ah, well, let's try this again.

*Blackout releases a shadow hand, which picks Ultron up, and then throws him into a pile of empty boxes*

*he then opens fire on the boxes with plasma, setting them on fire*

-----

<the Dark Mirror Universe>

Axel: Okay, now you've turned it into an Overly Long Gag.

*the Chute Car stops, and Theodore and Harold drag D-Klak out and into a building*

*Axel, Fero and Branar follow*

Axel: Let's get rid of him.

*Harold throws D-Klak into a cardboard box, tapes it up, and puts it in a shopping trolley*

-----

<Vassilan>

DULC: You have got to be kidding me.

*he takes out a grenade launcher, and fires into the lion's cage*

-----

<Teruga Prime>

The Motor Master: Nice to meet you toooooooooooooooo! My name isn't really the Motoooooooooooor Master, that's just my stage name! My real name is Kraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaal!

*he walks off to do other things*

-----

<Tatooine>

Starscream: Well, it would appear that my ability to find people is not as exact as I thought.

*he touches Seran Dol-Abi, Boris Johnson and the WRB with his staff, gaining their powers*

SS: Hm. Force powers.....immunity from embarrassment.....something else which I can't seem to recognize.....this is a pretty good haul. Now let's try again.

*he recalls Kakamu's DNA, and opens another portal*

*he jumps through it, and ends up next to Kakamu*

-----

<somewhere else>

*a person, whom we shall call ??? is watching the fight between Blackout and Ultron through what looks like a portal lined with fire*

*another person, whom we shall call Question Mark, appears*

Question Mark: *looks through the portal at Blackout* We should kill him. He destroyed our lord.

???: I understand your sentiment, and under other circumstances I might even agree with you. However, as you said, Blackout destroyed our lord. As such, we are no longer obligated to follow him. Now, our first and foremost priority must be our own survival. Blackout is one of the few beings in the universe with Angolmois traces in him. If he dies, the Angolmois goes with him, and all our plans would be thrown into disarray. And that's even if we ignore the damage to history, which you wouldn't understand anyway. Until we have finished with everything else, we are forced to protect him. Have I made myself clear?

Question Mark: Yes, my lord. *walks out of the room*

???: *continues watching the fight* Blackout, Blackout, Blackout. You think yourself so powerful, so important. In a way, you're right. Once all is done, you will go down in history as the one who brought about Terminus. And I will be eternally grateful.

-----

[ On the bright, floral continent in an unknown planet: ]

OOS: I understand I mentioned that this was set in a floral planet last time, but changes need to be made for this to make sense. Pretty sure nobody has read the post that started this storyline anyways.

*10 years have passed*

*From a distance, the whole area seems to be glowing with warm, light. This looks quite beautiful, as the only light produced other than the glow is from the two moons in the sky*

*The single large, wooden house is also glowing, but only from the inside. No-one is around to see, since this house is the only house around for quite a long distance, and of course, everyone is asleep...*

...

*A few moments pass, until...*

*The whole area seems to go up in flame. The house. The flowers. The trees. For a few moments, nothing can be deciphered from the large amount of smoke and flame. But as time passes, five figures can be seen approaching the house*

*The figures simply look at the house for a few moments, one or two of them seem to be laughing*

*The fires calm. Almost unnaturally. Two of the figures enter the house*

*As the fires go down, the three figures can be seen wearing blood red robes. One of the men, who is obviously the leader, is wearing a horned helmet*

Leader: Heh. That should be just enough fire to take most of 'em out, but not enough to damage the loot.

Other figure 1: Yeah, this was a great plan, boss! How many houses are left again?

Leader: Ehh, we've cleared out most of 'em, I reckon we have about 10 left. I dunno.

*Screams can be heard from within the house*

Leader: Woah... I guess some of them survived. No matter, those two will take 'em out.

*What used to be tall, bright grass and flowers are now just dead, black, plants on the floor, with this extra visibility, the three cloaked figures can see something very strange in the distance*

Other figure 2: Wh... What the-

*A certain large, heavily armoured figure can be seen in the near distance, still sitting on a bench*

Leader: *Shouts* Who goes there!?

*The figure does not move*

Leader: Even if he's dead, he should be ashes on the floor by now...

*A few shocked moments pass*

*Suddenly, the bench that the figure was sitting on breaks, but the figure does not fall down. He is still in a sitting position*

*The figure straightens up. Slowly.*

*Slowly still, the tall figure turns to look at the three awestruck men*

Omaha: Rrghh... Scanning...

*Omaha still speaks in a distorted, low, gravelly voice, with a small *Krrk* sound before and after he speaks. His voice is slightly muffled by his respirator*

Leader: What the heck is going on!? Who are you!? Answer me!!

Omaha: ... Omaha.

*Omaha slowly walks toward the three*

Omaha: Joint status: stiff. Deploying joint oil.

Leader: STOP RIGHT THERE! NOT ANOTHER STEP!

*The other two are far too shocked to speak*

*Omaha begins walking much faster, and much more smoothly*

Omaha: ... Initiating combat mode.

*His judgement distorted by fear and anger, the cloaked leader takes out two flaming swords, and sprints towards Omaha, swinging both swords at him*

*Omaha, moving with surprising speed for all that armour plating, blocks both swords with one forearm*

*From the wrist plating on his other arm, two sharp, metal prongs extend downwards, going past his hand. These prongs crackle with electricity*

*The cloaked leader has no time to react as Omaha forcefully swings the swords aside, and stabs the prongs straight into his stomach*

*A huge amount of electricity is discharged, and Omaha's armoured fist is swung directly at the leader's head*

Other figure 2: BOSS! NO!

*The helmet, along with the leaders head, is launched into the distance*

Omaha: *Breathes in deeply* Two targets detected. Deemed hostile.

Other figure 1: RUN FOR IT!

*The two cloaked figures run for their lives as Omaha walks right past them. He comes up to the door of the large wooden house*

*He forces the door open*

OOS: Yeah this is pretty badly written. I'll read this over later and get rid of the inevitable errors.

Ynot: Start? I'd probably say with the Mage...

Trixitin: Sorcerer Supreme!

Ynot: Yeah, lay him out. That ego of his stops him from focusing in battle.

<Vassilan>

*The Caged-Lion whacks the grenade out of the cage with its paw, and activates the cage's new jets, flying above the explosion*

Caged-Lion: rawr (translation: the Caged Ones cannot allow you to live!)

*Caged-Lion fires multiple Zamor spheres at DULC*

OOS: Hyphenated because of the stupid word filter.

-------------------------

*Kakamu spins round, and his eyes narrow at the sight of Starscream*

*He then grabs him by the shoulder, and accesses his mind, before breaking free*

Kakamu: Damn. Does ANYONE know where I am? And who are you, anyway?

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<In outer space>

*Muta and SM Muta are still fighting, throwing each other into small asteroids and punching each other*

Muta: What is your purpose?!

SM Muta: I have exceeded my purpose. It is no longer relevant.

*Muta then teleports in front of him and kicks him in the face, disorientating him*

*Meanwhile, a small, winged figure can be seen rushing towards them. After a few moments, Ferox has a huge claw around Muta's head*

Ferox: You! You are Muta! Your master imprisoned me, but I absorbed his work. Tell me how to use that technology so that I can enslave others.

Muta: What gibberish you are speaking! I have no master, do you even know me?!

*Muta telekinetically rips Ferox's claw off and punches him backwards, but he re-absorbs it with a shadow hand*

Ferox: Do not toy with me, robot!

*Ferox's mask is whacked off his face by SM Muta, coming in from behind*

SM Muta: Get out of my way.

*The three start a floating brawl with each other*

<Vassilan>

*DULC shoots the spheres out of the air*

*suddenly, a portal opens, and the Uncaged Lion runs out*

Uncaged Lion: I am the Uncaged Lion! HEAR ME ROAR!

*the Uncaged Lion fires a sonic blast, shattering the Caged-Lion's cage*

*it then leaps onto the CL, throwing it off a cliff*

*his mission complete, the Uncaged Lion disappears into another portal*

DULC: That was odd.

*he fires a freeze ray at DUK*

-----

<Tatooine>

SS: I know where you are: You're right in front of me. Anyway, I'm Starscream. *points to Trantoshen* And this guy is your son. I believe he has a message to give you.

*SS touches Kakamu with his staff, gaining his powers*

SS: Ah, how nice it is to have Kraata powers once more. Not all of them, but most of them.....

*he opens a portal, and runs into it*

-----

<Starscream's lair>

*Starscream enters his dark lair of evil and villainy*

*he walks over to a device, and places V-K's staff inside it*

*some pods located next to the device begin to glow*

-----

[ Bei Fong School: ]

Toph: Alright, then.

*She gestures for Trixtin to follow her to the same training room Huangse and Hokagetsu were using*

Toph: Tell me when you're ready to start.

*Stood in the room's center, she waits*

~ ~ ~

[ Bebop II, Filing Center: ]

*A young woman gathers record books from outside a room emblazoned with a Roman numeral III*

*Rather short, she nonetheless has a full figure and a round, endearing face. Dark eyes look out from behind thick-framed rectangular glasses, and she has jawlength, slightly messy brown hair with most swept back to hang down her neck. A slightly worn, tanned look to her cheeks and neck suggests that she's spent many years working outside and in unkind weather; whenever that time period might have been.*

*She gives an odd look at the doorway, before flinching at the sound of someone entering the room*

Faye: Oh, Ensign Czeska! Have you been working overtime again? *Opens a cabinet and searches through*

Czeska: *Conspicuously stays in front of the door* Oh, oh! Yes, hahah! I was just making sure everything was in order and I had those files for R&D Chairman Kokonoe!

Faye: Hm. *Pulls out a file* Jet said that he wanted to make sure Archival Room Three was secure. May I give it a look?

Czeska: *Twitches once, twice* Ohhh no, I'm sorry, th, that's what I meant! It's such a mess from the research he asked me to do, I haven't gotten back to cleaning it up, I really don't want anyone to see the state it's in!

Faye: ... *Stares flatly at her* ...You sure there's not something else in there?

Czeska: *Prays she's not sweating under the pressure* Nope.

Faye: You're absolutely sure then?

Czeska: Yuuup. *Tries to subdue shaking*

Faye: ...Positive? Nothing abnormal in there?

Czeska: Nothing at all. *Begins to feel dizzy*

Faye: Al~right then. Good luck. *Leaves and closes the door behind her*

Czeska: ... *Shakily unlocks the door with one of five keys on a ring*

*Looking fearfully around at the circular room and the rest of its quintet of marked doors, Czeska opens the door to Room Three*

*Cautiously, she looks inside - And at the figure laying conked out on the floor with a book over his face*

Spike: *Is positively out like a light - Hands interwoven beneath head, chest rising and falling imperceptibly with his breathing*

Czeska: ... *Gulp* M...Mr. Spiegel...Mr. Spiegel...Please, wake up...

Spike: ... *Snorts, before lifting book off face to close it* ...Huhh. How long was I out?

Czeska: A...About ten minutes. Um...Did you find the records you were looking for?

Spike: Nope. If it is on the ship, then Jet would make sure it's well-hidden. I really shouldn't have troubled an Ensign with this. Sorry.

Czeska: Oh...Oh, it's not a problem. I'm just sorry I don't have the authority to be of more use.

Spike: Nah, don't worry about it. *Scratches head, strolling out door*

Czeska: ... *Watches his back as he disappears into the gloomy hall* ... *Siiigh*

???: *From right behind her* Good evening, Czeska.

Czeska: Heek. *Spins around* O-O-Oh, hello, Commander Grant! H, h, how are you?

*He is a tall, but broadly muscular figure of medium-dark skin. While his black hair in its crewcut and deep brown eyes behind his wireframed, oblong-lens glasses look normal for a human, however, the large, curved talons on his outer wrists - Slotted through vents in his sleeve cuffs - Visibly ribbed ears, and the four vertical creases above either eye suggest his origin is not so simple*

Commander Grant: Please, I may have gone up the ranks a bit more quickly than expected, but we're friends. Just call me Luis for once.

Czeska: ... *Smiles cautiously* ...Alright then. It's a pleasure to see you, Commander Luis.

Luis: *Chuckle* You were always the quirky one. *Looks over her head, down the hall* ...

Czeska: ... *Shivers just slightly enough to not be seen* ...

Luis: I believe that was Spike Spiegel. He normally doesn't come down to this part of the ship, does he?

Czeska: Ah...No. *Squirms, struggling with the thought of lying to this man* ...Well...

Luis: It has to do with Vicious, doesn't it? *Gets a distantly sad look in his eye*

Czeska: *Jump* H, h, how did you - !? *Lowers voice* How did you know?

Luis: Captain Viriathus and Jet Black keep everyone above Lieutenant briefed on this kind of thing. I only found out about a month ago.

Czeska: ... *Gazes sadly at her feet* ...I...Know I shouldn't have helped him with that...Sor -

Luis: Please, don't apologize. It was better than distancing yourself once you knew.

Czeska: ...Will he be okay? I mean...About...Everything that happened...

Luis: Relax. He's fully capable of taking care of himself.

*With a reassuring smile, he gently squeezes Czeska's shoulder*

Luis: Don't fret over it. I personally think what you did was right.

Czeska: ... *Smiles* Thank you. I'll get this place sorted out.

Luis: Good. I have a message to deliver, so I'll see you.

Czeska: Bye. *Retreats into the Filing Room*

Luis: ... *Smiles oddly, and keeps walking*

*After a few minutes, just when Czeska is about finished cleaning, she hears someone else come in*

*Yet when she sees who it is and hears what they have to say, she freezes*

Luis: Oh, good evening Czeska. What's wrong?

Czeska: ...? *Scratches head* N, nothing.

Luis: Hm. I think you need to tell me.

Czeska: ...You'll think I'm crazy.

Luis: Try me. *Pulls up a seat*

Czeska: ... *Begins to explain*

---

[ Further Down the Ship: ]

Luis?: *Passes by only one member of the personnel*

Officer: Good morning Commander! *Gives a passing salute*

Luis?: *Returns the salute* Morning! *Suddenly begins to shift as he passes by*

*Without a sound, he's become a perfect copy of whom he just went past*

???: *Gives a wide smile at the man's back, then ducks down the corner*

*He begins heading for the Mess Hall*

~ ~ ~

OOS: Some of you may see where this is headed.

And who's going to appear.

83 83 83

Kakamu: Hm, wish I bothered to check what he was up to when I was scanning his mind.

Trantoshen: Hello?

Kakamu: Ah! Yes, hello my son. What's this then?

Trantoshen: Something Abneris told me to give you.

*He gives Kakamu the note*

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<Vassilan>

*The Caged-Lion hits the rocks at the bottom of the second cliff, but finds the will to get up somehow. He suddenly realises that he is free*

Caged-Lion: RRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWRRRRRR! (translation: YEEEEEEEEEEES!)

*However, his mighty bellow disturbs the structure of the cliff above him, causing it to shake*

*The Caged-Lion looks up*

Caged-Lion: rawr... (Translation: Oh crap.)

*It falls on him in epic-slow motion, burying him alive*

----------------------

<The Eternal Universe>

*Fungus types a code onto a panel outside a room*

Fungus: Freaking baka council... this is how you get a job done.

*He enters the room and is faced with multiple chambers, with members of various species in suspended animation inside them*

Fungus: Hmm...

<Juraian Port>

Ulkesh: That information should be useful.

*the shuttle door opens, and Ulkesh glides down the ramp, followed by Chirox*

Ulkesh: Into the jaws of the doomed negotiations, rode the Foreign Minister.

Chirox: Excuse me?

Ulkesh: Oh, sorry. It's a reference to some Earth writing. You wouldn't understand.

*they walk down the lit pathway*

-----

<Starscream's lair>

*Starscream is watching the pods, when suddenly a large, silver, well-armed mecha lands outside the door to his lair, and Ricochet walks in*

(OOS: Recap: This is what Ricochet looks like.)

SS: Ricochet! What are you doing here? How did you find my lair?

Ricochet: There is a large billboard just outside your lair saying "DARK LAIR OF EVIL AND VILLAINY". Hard to miss, wouldn't you say?

SS: Hey! I didn't put that there, a previous owner did! I just.....haven't gotten around to taking it down yet.

Ricochet: In that case, you need not worry, I tested my mecha's new plasma cannon on it. Anyway, how's the plan going?

SS: Well, I got the DNA of some pretty powerful warriors. They should be done.....now.

*the pods stop glowing, and some of them open*

*blue, white, green, and brown versions of Vorahk-Kah come out of them*

SS: Behold! Guurahk-Kah, Kurahk-Kah, Lerahk-Kah, and Panrahk-Kah!

Ricochet: Why no Turahk-Kah?

SS: The name was taken.

*the rest of the pods open, and green, white, black and brown versions of Trantoshen come out*

Ricochet: And those? What are they called?

SS: I dunno. I'm not in a naming mood anymore.

-----

[ Juraian Port: ]

*Ulkesh's group are lead by the glowing path up to some kind of tram*

*Completely unmanned and still within the port, it can be seen to extend up a tunnel towards the sunlight*

*With a low beep, its doors open for Ulkesh and Co. to step in*

A.I.: Next Stop: Diplomatic Center. Please board.

~ ~ ~

[ Fanrong, Foggy Swamp: ]

*The trio continues walking*

Yoruichi: *Still carrying Zev, tries to spot something to discern a clearer path ahead*

Namah: ... *Holds hand up to stop her* Let me see something. *Walks over to one of the taller trees*

*Splaying her hands out against the bark, she tests her "grip"*

*Next she presses one foot to the bark, then the other - Finding that the wood is not too slip to get a firm grip on with her finger and toepads*

*Expertly, she climbs up to the very top branches in a matter of moments and peers out from just within the foliage*

*Outward expands the verdant green canopy; the ghastly shrieks of birds rise up from nearby*

*Not finding any luck in her lookout, Namah climbs back down*

*For a split second, she gives a start at the vision before her*

*However, as the green feline turns around, she ripples back to Yoruichi's visage*

Yoruichi: You okay, kid? *Eyes are distinctly concerned*

Namah: Yeah... *Rubs eyes* ...I'm fine.

*After a pause, they keep moving*

~ ~ ~

[ Decimated Flowering Land: ]

*From up above, a winged figure watches solemnly*

Gransurg: It saddens me when Lord Brunestud's theories on mortals are proven right. And I cannot help but pity that quiet fellow who now exacts vengeance.

*With a sigh, he ascends into a pitch black portal*

~ ~ ~

[ Bebop II, Filing Center: ]

Czeska: ...What do you think?

Luis: I think you need to try and locate this impostor.

Czeska: ...Alright. Should I try the spell I learned from that tome?

Luis: Only if you think it won't be dangerous for you.

Czeska: Okay. I think I can handle it. *Rolls up sleeves and kneels on floor*

*Taking out a piece of chalk, she draws a circle, then partitions it into horizontal and vertical quarters with two crossed lines*

Czeska: *Holds hands just above* Heart of the South, Eye of the North, Finger of the West, Foot of the East, arrive with the Wind and depart with the Rain. Bakudo #58, Summoning of the Tracking Sparrows.

*Beneath her palms, the circle begins to glow and numerals flicker through the divided quarters*

Czeska: ... *Speaks again, sweat beading on brow* I am the Stone that was Shorn from the Castle, I am the Eye of the Wand'ring Eagle. My Feet planted squarely, I Gaze to the Sky. Mage's Imagery.

*With a flicker, up from the circle is projected a beam of light which begins to show an image*

*The unknown being - Still in the imitated form of the soldier he passed - Is chatting with Mamimi*

Czeska: I...I...Can't keep it up much longer... *Has begun to quake under the strain*

Luis: *Raises glasses from eyes, causing pupils to become slits* ...Good. I've got it memorized.

Czeska: *With a sigh, lets both spells disperse* ...Huh...Huh...What...N...Now...?

Luis: We can't let them know they've been had until they have no chance to escape.

Czeska: ...You mean...We have to...? *Pants more tiredly with stress*

Luis: I'm sorry, but yes. You can't tell anyone what we've seen.

Czeska: ...But...You're not going to...Just...Leave them...?

Luis: No. But I did study under the Black Ops.

Czeska: ... *Smiles tiredly* Good...I'll just...

*With a low groan, she passes out on the floor*

Luis: ...Thank you. *Stays to keep watch*

*After he's sure that Czeska will be fine, Luis closes and locks the door*

*He proceeds to take out a small communicator emblazoned with a design consisting of a white circle surrounded by a pale purple border with a matching strikethrough line*

Luis: This is Bebop II Commander Luis Grant, contacting Troika Warrant Officer, Bebop II Chief Petty Officer Vato Falman. Do you read me?

---

[ In A Small, Hidden Room: ]

*A man picks up the transmission shakily*

*With slightly tanned, but fair skin and narrowly closed eyes, he has a very uneasy look about him, and while his sideburns and part of the back of his hair are black, the messy larger part of his hair is silvery white*

*Sighing dejectedly, he turns the transceiver on at Luis's second, louder message*

Falman: This is Vato Falman speaking. How may I help you, Commander?

Luis: We have reason to believe there may be a spy on the ship, and you watched over the signing in of the last group of boarding recruits. Correct?

Falman: *Gulp* Y, y, yessir. That I did. Am I going to be targeted by someone deadly again?

Luis: Relax, Falman. Chances are, whoever they are has no idea you're any more than a clerical worker. I need you to write down the exact list as you recall, and look for anyone who signed on twice or who doesn't match the last rolecall.

Falman: ... *Gulp* W, w, well...I...I don't know if I can -

Luis: Falman, I know you're already in hot water back at Troika HQ. You're an upstanding, honest soldier, and you've accomplished great things for our cause. Whoever accused you of treason should be strung up and spit upon for this.

Falman: ...Th, thank y -

Luis: Not finished. Captain Viriathus figured you might be squeamish about anything too dangerous, after how paranoid the SNAFU that went down while Scinter was away. If you weasel out of this, as a Commander, I have full permission to court-martial you so fast you won't be able to blink.

Falman: ... *Whimper* Yes, sir. I'll get right to that transcript. *Tears stream down face*

Luis: Good show, soldier. I have faith in you.

Falman: *Half-sobbing* Thank you, sir.

*As the communication ends, he sighs*

Falman: *Begins writing*

*D-Klak takes out his hook blades, and cuts through the box*

DK: "You'll have to do better than that my auto-hitting friends. I don't like boxed lunch."

---

*the summoned being scans the Bei Fong School*

???: "Zev is not here. However, there is a Makuta....Yes...I remember him...Ynot. He will be my messenger."

*teleports into the room where Ynot is*

---

*Ultron grabs one of the boxes, and throws it at Blackout*

*his hand is slightly burned*

*Ultron grabs Blackout and tackles him to the floor*

*he then gets up and shoots plasma at both of Blackout's heels*

*Klak and the Baterra jump through a portal*

Me: *points to Ultron* I found you! Oh, hey Blackout. Sorry about the parking space outside. Jinx was driving.

*the Baterra swings at Klak, and knocks him to the floor*

---

*The note Kakamu is carrying reads: "Kakamu, you may now return. I know you're not the traitor. Let us fight together against Blackout! (o)
-Klak."*


---

*HK-47 gets up, and runs away while DM Helryx calls for a transport to take her back to a ZFT base*

<Juraian Port>

Ulkesh: A tram. Let's just hope the driver isn't Belgian, or we'll never get out of here.

Chirox: .....sir?

Ulkesh: Another Earth reference. Again, you wouldn't understand.

*they get into the tram*

-----

<Blackout's office>

*Blackout's heels are slightly singed*

Blackout: Idiot. Did you really think I didn't take precautions to avoid being damaged so easily?

*he teleports behind Ultron, and bearhugs him*

Blackout: Viva.....

*a cannon pops out of Blackout's chest*

Blackout: .....La Vida!

*he fires a huge energy blast into Ultron's back*

*a portal opens, and the Mysterious Creature comes out, followed by three Malchiorians in ZFT uniforms wielding particle magnums and various grenades*

Blackout: Come now, don't tell me that you people didn't notice they were missing.....

*the MC charges at Klak, and the Malchiorians fire at him*

-----

<the DMU, ZFT embassy>

Axel: Oh, so you choose to give us trouble now? Ah well, it is irrelevant.

*Theodore and Harold aim their handguns at D-Klak*

Axel: Stand down, Skrall. I'll take him myself.

*Axel fires a sonic blast at D-Klak, then deploys a small flying robot from his chest, who zooms around the room and fires at DK*

-----

<the DMU, Helryx's location>

*Helryx is teleported up to a Scimitar-class ship (or a Sith Infiltrator as you will better know it)*

Pilot: Where can I take you?

-----

<Starscream's lair>

*the newly-created clones carry all the equipment from Starscream's lair into Ricochet's mecha*

*they all get in, and Starscream and Ricochet take their places in the control room*

SS: Can I do the honours?

Ricochet: Go right ahead.

*SS hits a button*

*the mecha fires two missiles into the lair, and then takes off*

*a person watches this from afar*

???: Interesting.....very interesting.....

-----

*D-Klak absorbs the sonic attack, and redirects it at Axel and the others*

*he is unable to dodge the laser fire, however, and is hurt in the arm. The one that was broken and was getting better. Ouch*

DK: "You gotta be...*curse words*"

---

*Klak is amazed that the Baterra attacked him*

Me: Why would you...*sees his new enemies* We'll figure it out when we are done here.

*gets up, and repels the Mysterious Creature away using his Crast*

*meanwhile, the Baterra slices into one of the Malchiorian's chests*

*Ultron is smacked into a wall*

Ultron: "Reaction taunt successful. New attack added to the list. Coldplay reference detected."

*Ultron shoots a freeze ray at Blackout's head*

---

OOS: Waiting on Zev for the summoned guy, and KoN for Kakamu.avi lolololol

---

*HK-47 leaves through a portal*

HK: "Statement: I will find the next target and kill him first."

---

DM Helryx: "Take me to where I am staying. That ZFT planet. I've had enough boyfriend betrayal for one day."

Trixitin: You aren't very nice, you know that?

Ynot: Yeah yeah, get out there.

*Trixitin stands facing Toph, placing one hand and one fist together, bowing*

[ Bei Fong School: ]

Toph: *Slides foot forward*

*This sends a fissure across the ground towards Trixtin*

*Meanwhile, her students give the new arrival a beleagured glare*

*They try to ignore how their school is being invaded*

~ ~ ~

[ Bebop II, Filing Room: ]

Czeska: *Blearily wakes up*

Luis: *Curses under breath, sitting amongst several opened books*

Czeska: Commander...What are you looking for? *Squeaks in fear at the look he gives her*

Luis: ... *Sighs, taking off glasses to pinch bridge of nose* ...Sorry. I thought there might be something in the records. We'll just have to wait on Falman.

*Abruptly, his communicator crackles to life, with that meek voice coming through*

Luis: Speak of the devil. *Picks the transceiver up* Have you got that list done, Officer Falman?

Falman: Yessir. And I've found something on the two names that don't match between the lists.

Luis: ...Go on.

---

[ Storage Room: ]

*The soldier-mimic has met a tall, broad man with beard and mustache*

???: Ah, thank you for meeting me here, Commander Focker. I have something serious I need to inform you of.

Commander Focker: And I you, soldier. *Gives a most sulfurous glare*

---

Falman: Both of them continually asked about Colonel Timothy Marcoh's work.

Czeska: *Gives a start* Dr. Marcoh? The man who perfected the creation of Philosopher's stones!?

Luis: *Expression clouds over, despairing at the implications* Why is this a problem?

Falman: Because, Captain Viriathus entrusted me with information that I could only divulge in a situation like now, in which it would be vital to the security of our ship.

Luis: ... *Trembles slightly* ...Go...Go on.

---

Commander Focker: You first, Petty Officer Orson.

Orson?: ...You're going to be handing over your key to Laboratory 5.

Commander Focker: Die. *Immediately draw pistol and puts two bullets in "Orson's" head*

Orson?: *Falls on his back, blood splattered upon the floor*

~ ~ ~

Falman: Within Laboratory 5, a blueprint for a perfect Philosopher's stone - Without need for an activating agent or a host - Is stored. This would be able to bypass all laws of equivalent exchange, and do so without any bounding conditions on itself.

Luis: ...If this cretin gets to those and knows how to use them, he'd be a God walking among us. We can't possibly risk deleting them...

Czeska: Um, sir? I...I think I might be able to help.

---

Commander Focker: *Keeps pistol trained on the prone figure*

*He's just about to re-holster his gun, when a calm chuckling reaches his ear*

???: *Flips back up to feet with a shudder, bullet holes in forehead and cheek already closed*

*As he lunges, his right hand crackles and becomes a chitinous black pincer*

Commander Focker: *Takes out a grenade, going for the pin*

---

Czeska: ...I...I memorized all of Dr. Marcoh's work while I was working in the Central Library. I sh, should be able to reproduce them, and from those, Professors Kokonoe and Washu would easily...Easily be able to re-trace his steps back up to that point.

Luis: *Mutters* Thank God. *Stands up* Get right on that. Falman, start the process to delete those files. Wipe that entire lab's mainframe if you have to! Captain Viriathus will never forgive us if we let this transpire.

Falman: Already entering my passwords as we speak. What are you going to do, sir?

Luis: *Flexes wrist, causing talon to stretch outward* I'm going to shoo out the snakes.

*Taking both pistols out of their holsters, he places them in Czeska's hands*

Luis: Keep these trained on the door. Explain the situation to someone, but don't let your aim off them.

Czeska: Y, y, yessir. *Nods rapidly to Luis, trying not to fumble with the guns*

*He leaves the room, turning his transceiver off once again*

---

*Commander Focker has been unceremoniously crammed into a vacant crate*

*Now imitating him, the mystery-being gleefully pockets the dropped grenade and the access card he lifted*

*Yet as he looks up, he sees Mamimi standing there - Gazing flatly at him*

???: ...Don't make me hurt you, little girl. We can - *Finds his shoulder torn open*

Mamimi: *Yanks pendulum back* Into the Pendulum, Morphine.

*Assuming its OverSoul, the pendulum's next launch ricochets madly about the room*

???: *Forms large, scaly claws, ready to block from any angle*

*However, he's surprised to find the spiked end not approaching*

*Before he can act, he's constricted by the cord so tightly and swiftly that blood streams out*

*As the pendulum hangs down just above his head, he chuckles*

???: Eat a d!ck, you little b!tch.

Mamimi: *Doesn't even flinch at the grizzly finishing blow*

*Yet to her shock, a flexible tendril replaces one arm, squirms out, and rips the pointed end out*

*Though still covered in blood, the imposter's wound is perfectly healed*

*He abruptly shrinks to an almost emaciatedly thin, ropy form, and slithers out of his bonds*

*Reassuming Commander Focker's visage, he claps condescendingly*

???: Good job, you little whore. Want a medal?

Mamimi: ... *Narrows her eyes* What kind of freak are you?

???: That's not nice to say, even if my soul looks like wormwood. I'm just the kind of freak who's about to cut a little b!tch into tiny pieces.

*With a cackle, he extends his left middle and index fingers in a bladed tendril*

Mamimi: *Rolls herself away, sending Morphine for his neck*

???: *Sidesteps, bringing the tendril in for another strike*

Mamimi: *Ducks and sprints to leap over a series of crates*

???: Hide-and-seek? I'm always so good at this.

*As he begins to prowl around the pile, he chuckles*

???: ...I always manage to get to the game's best part.

*He plunges his tendril clean through one box, causing Mamimi to shriek*

???: Sudden. Death. Kekeke.

*He moves in to inspect*

*Trixitin causes large roots to seal the fissure with a similar twist of his foot*

Trixitin: Trivial.

Ynot: Be careful Trixitin, that attitude of yours will be your undoing.

[ Bei Fong School: ]

Toph: Listen to the man. He knows what he's talking about.

*With a single movement, Toph both raises a huge dustcloud and extends a gigantic stone spire to the roof of the room*

*After this, however, nothing can be seen nor heard of her*

*She's disappeared without a trace*

*Several students wince and look away*

Huangse: That's gonna hurt 'im.

*Without warning, a rock is launched from right before Trixtin - On a collision course for the groin*

*However, Toph never once rose to the surface in doing so*

*Once again, she's gone without a trace*

~ ~ ~

[ Bebop II, Cargo Hold: ]

???: *Looks through the crate's shards* Hmph.

*Not a trace is left of Mamimi, though the spy grins widely*

*Whipping his arm around, he feels flesh and bone yield under his fist and crumple*

*Yet when he looks, it's a conglomeration of bark with plant matter stretched over it*

*Small flowers are pumping out Mamimi's scent, and have now flooded the room*

???: Heheheh. How long have you known who I am?

Mamimi: Since you were ripped squirming from the underworld, you cobbled-together freak.

*Her pendulum pierces through his chest, then begins threading in and out of his torso repeatedly*

???: *Disguise as Commander Focker begins to crumble* B!tch!! Cut the crap!! You can't wi -

*He finds the end of the pendulum shattering every tooth in his mouth as it spears in his mouth and out the back of his head*

*Yet as his body crackles, he shifts rapidly down to a scarab-like creature*

*Dropping to and denting the metal floor, it scuttles away and begins to grow*

*It takes the form of an effeminate young man, with long, straight, slightly messy black hair, crimson eyes, pale skin, and a lean, muscular physique. He wears an all-black outfit, consisting of a headband, skimpy, skintight vest with no sleeves, similar shorts, and bands around the palms and soles of his hands and feet, respectively*

Mamimi: I should have known a pieced-together monster like you would be dredged up by someone sooner or later. I have a few questions for you.

Envy: I know the answers. Yes, yes, and ohhh yes. *Grins at Mamimi's tightening expression* Specifically, yes, I attacked Naota. Yes, I tried to destroy Canti. And ohhh yes I enjoyed every minute of wailing on your little boyfriend.

*He rolls away from Mamimi's pendulum, making a calamitous racket with each connection to the metal floor*

Envy: This is why I don't like metal floors. Make such a racket when I'm in my adorable form.

*Jerking back, he then extends his tongue to massive lengths*

*Though she dodges, Mamimi's jacket-shoulder is torn open violently*

Envy: *Whips his tongue back, licking his lips playfully* Gonna run away all night, girlie?

*With a "Hup!", he sidesteps and clangs on the floor while dodging the next attack*

Mamimi: That's my line, legendary Amazing Cobbled-Together Prick.

Envy: Oh, my! Have you been saving that up? It really stung.

*He hisses as Mamimi's pendulum screams past and nicks his face*

*Grabbing the cord, he snarls and spins full around in the other direction*

*This sends Mamimi flying against a crate with a piteous yelp*

Envy: Never. Hurt. My. Face. *Licks lips with point-ended tongue*

*However, he screams in pain and fury as a missile wreathes him in flame*

Luis: *Tosses away the missile tube he snatched from a crate* Amazing what you'll find in here.

*Sprinting across the floor, he never flinches as Envy screeches while regenerating*

*He proceeds to ram his boot right into and out the back of Envy's gut*

*With a massive uppercut, he sends the homunculus flying back*

Luis: *Looks to see whether Mamimi is okay*

Mamimi: *Gives a shakey, but lucid thumbs-up*

Luis: *Nods, and prepares to continue fighting*

Envy: *Hisses animalistically, changing form*

*His body starts to heighten and broaden*

*Trixitin is blown into a side wall, but as he's doing so, orbs of energy are glowing around his arms*

Trixitin: Screw this. I always hated plants. Lord of Phantasms strike. Hado 65, Raviel!

*Upon impact with the wall, the glowing masses unleash black tendrils crack into the ground, turning it to dust*

Ynot: OUI! Watch the food. No need to wreck the place.