While your conversation with Shadow may have shed light on a few things... it's obvious he doesn't think you all are up to the task of saving the universe from Eggman. Which also means that now you're dealing with his test, starting immediately. Some of you may be whisked away with no time to even blink, while others may find themselves wandering the Void aimlessly. Regardless, it seems this week won't be a particularly easy one.
THE VOID
Nothing has changed in the Void. Nothing ever changes in the Void. It's impossible to track the passage of time in here, and your only escape are the rings... though you should be careful with them, as there's far fewer this week. You're free to travel between worlds as you see fit - Shadow won't stop you - but you can be snatched up from wherever you are at any given moment and pulled back into the Void. Maybe don't plan on spending to long anywhere else, because it won't end well for you if you do.
The hexagonal shards will still show you visions of other worlds... but this time they all show the same thing. You'll see worlds - maybe even your own - taken over by robots and Eggman's chroma, reduced to smoldering ashes or being rebuilt in Eggman's image. Your friends, allies, and enemies may even be going about their lives just as listlessly and dutifully, heedless of their surroundings. You may even see alternate versions of yourself among them. Regardless, it seems all these shards have to show you this week are all the possibilities of failure - that other versions of shardbearers in other timelines have already lost.
MINDSCAPES
Shadow's usage of the Phantom Ruby and his own fake Chaos Emerald shard have caused quite the problem for you all - namely, you'll find yourselves traversing each other's innermost thoughts and dreams. Exactly how this mindscape manifests depends on the individual, but one thing will always remain true: you won't be able to find the owner of the mindscape easily.
As a reflection of these inner thoughts, mindscapes can be any sort of place. Perhaps they are a reflection of the owner's inner demons and fear, or perhaps they showcase a bright future they want to work towards. Regardless, this is a dream and one the owner must be awoken from... which means finding them and bringing them back to reality. That's easier said than done when traversing through this dream-like state, where the rules are made up by the owner and you're a foreign being that the dream recognizes as a threat (even if you aren't).
You may encounter familiar places or people within these mindscapes. You may not. You may end up fighting for your life in here... or you may not. Each one is individual, and the experience can vary wildly from person to person. No matter what you face, you must find the owner of the mindscape and bring them back. You must ensure you're strong enough to support them... and protect yourself.
Curiously, you can activate your shared shard power with the owner of the mindscape at any time - or bolster your own power if you share shard colors - even without them being present. Will this make it easier or harder to help bring them back? It depends on the person, your bond, and the mindscape itself...
Waking them up is as simple as convincing them that they're dreaming - that this isn't real and that they still have things to return to - but that may be easier said than done depending on the person... or the mindscape itself. There's no telling what you'll encounter, after all.
SHARDS
You'll find you're capable of more now than you were before. You're really adapting to using your shard powers and fighting with others. Those of you who share shard colors will feel the strength of your shards increasing even more when working together.
As you fight with your allies - particularly those you have a close bond with, positive or negative - you may feel the tug of something in the back of your head; it tells you that you can do more. Together, you can become more powerful. You can use your shards together. Doing so will grant you a new power, or strengthen the one you already have. The more you trust one another, the easier this power will be to use.
It might be good to experiment with these new powers; after all, you never know when you may need them.
TAILS' TASKS
Given that your allies are being pulled into mindscapes and are unable to break free of their own, your task this week is to help your friends. Sonic, Tails, and Knuckles are off dealing with their own mindscapes, but whenever they are around, they're adamant about the importance of making sure everyone is freed and prepared for whatever comes next.
ENEMIES
Like last week, you will not encounter any of Eggman's robots. The Void is still free of enemies, though other worlds may possess their own threats. Mindscapes are a bit of a different beast; each one varies, and you may or may not encounter threats of any sort in them. Best be on your guard.
[As you approach the canoe, the unsteady feeling worsens. Your mind slips for a moment into a void of white.
-The pressure of water from all sides presses as the light slowly fades. You are crammed in a crowd of shadowed bodies, huddled and panicked between shades of green, packed like sardines as the pressure increases. The air feels thinner and thinner--]
[With a snap of light, you return. A small shadowed figure stands in front of the boat as thought ready to jump on, staring directly at you.]
...Is everything alright? You look like you spaced out.
Did you even hear anything I said?
[Just like the guard, this figure is small and formless outside the flash of their eyes, mixed colors of blue making up what should be their body. Unlike before, this voice is distinctively female.]
[ It's an admittance; it comes easy when everything had been in a bit of a blur...odd images that filled in that pale color witnessed before their very eyes. Alongside those sensations - a memory that certainly can't belong to them. ]
What, exactly, were you trying to say?
[ They get straight to the point. There's no need to skirt it in any sense. ]
[ Void Archives huffs and crosses their arms, hearing that. ]
Just so you know, I hadn't hit my head at all.
[ After they said this, they inconveniently remember when they faceplanted not that long ago. But, they stubbornly refuse to correct their statement. ]
...But, it isn't like I have better things to do. Shall we be off, then?
[The shadow sighs in exasperation, though its focus remains on getting into the boat.]
You could have fooled me, you know. Staring off into space like that with your eyes looking all strange... you'd think something is wrong with you!
[The boat will be cramped at your size, but it is sturdy and seems to support your weight just fine. The shadow takes up position in the back, the sound of a motor turning on as it moves the boat away from the shore to head up and through the waves.
The island itself grows indistinct as they gain speed, a shape and mass of size rather than distinguishable features. All that remains steady is the red star, ever watching.]
I'm lucky to have found you. Though... I'm really surprised you are alone.
Every once in a while, we might receive a traveler from another village. But everyone has a place that they belong eventually. A place where they are part of a greater whole.
That's what U N I T Y is about.
[One of the circles against Void Archive's palm starts to ache.]
It's why I knew I could not stay and wait for help. We stand strong together, our village, in our strengths and weaknesses. But we also must know when we can't do it on our own.
[ ...Teamwork seems to be more than just something that is an agreeable aspect to Vakama - rather, it is a concept integral to his identity based upon the experiences he has had before. It isn't the first time they have heard the word "UNITY" in here, after all.
Right, well, instead of lingering on this in their head before she thinks they're spacing off again... ]
...Is that so? I suppose it does make sense that one fits like a piece into a grand puzzle when it comes to such matters.
[ Beat. And they look to see which circle it was that had begun aching, actually...? ]
And I do understand the value of teaming up with likeminded individuals to solve a similar problem. Though, I do wonder what kind of problem there is in this case...? Such as what kind of danger will I be striking down, exactly? You may as well tell me~
[If they look at their palm, they will notice it is the other small circle that is aching.
Anyway, the figure just. Blinks.]
To be united does not need to be with those who are likeminded! Far from it. You may only traverse so far if the common ground you find is steps you already know too well.
[As the boat moves, Void Archive will see a familiar cracking starting to follow along the side of the boat, slowly growing.]
There is a creature, fierce and strange, in the waters around the village. It's going to take teamwork to figure out how to stop it.
Tsk, I already knew that as well. I just felt no reason to say such things.
[ They say, kind of like, a little snootily, because of course they do. They were being far too diplomatic for so long.
Though, they frown at the sign of that cracking, and begin to take out their gun. ]
Yes, yes, teamwork.
Yet, it is only I that has arrived to assist. [ Or so they presume. They say this with great pride like 'I am the chosen one', kind of nonsense. They are absolutely not. ] If you are the other one ready to provide yourself as a number to this team, I suppose I shall be grateful.
Speaking of which, do tell me if it has any weakpoints, hm?
[ They suppose that, well, they should ask for that sort of thing, just in case. Look, they do have a high level of INT, and so they are using it. ]
1/2 you know it's time for a slight scene switch when i gotta go find more music
[The canoe starts to drift. There is a village, off in the distance, tucked away in the bay. But it seems you are not being led there.
The motor comes to a stop, even as the glass-like cracks along the current start to widen. The familiar void of white starts to peer out from beneath.]
I will do my part for the whole.
[It just seems that that part was not to find help. It was to bait.
The figure starts to morph - taller, still shadowed, with hints of blue armor. With remarkable speed, it backflips off the canoe and straight into the ocean, sending a burst of water into the air before it breaks the waves.
There is a rising storm building. Something you cannot face alone.
In amidst the cracks off the side of the boat, you see shimmers of your own experience. Not of teamwork at its best, but at its worst. Those one meshed with by obligation, by inconvenience, by necessity - perhaps those one loathed. Forced to work side by side, even if by the skin of one's teeth, even if in agony. You see their forms, reluctant, but beyond the veil.
Could you ever convince yourself it was easy? Could you slip on the role of a teammate like a glove, or was it more a mask? What has it taken, for you to come together? What has it taken, for you to ask for help?
Could you ever truly set aside yourself, your wants, your dreams, for the whole? Was it not easier, to just stand on one's own?]
Void Archives seems to lack expectation that matters go as planned, so they seem hardly surprised at the apparent direction of this. To the point that there is no expression of shock apparent on their face. They don't even feel surprised at being betrayed. Rather, a scoff leaves them at hearing her say this. ]
Really, please don't be surprised if when I get my hands on you I ensure you're torn into pitiful pieces. 'For the whole'...what stupidity.
[ The sudden flickers of their 'experience', though? They know by now that the signal of cracking means something unpleasant means to strike at their mental defenses, but unfortunately they are not clairvoyant. It's easy for the 'worst' teamwork to float to the surface - their centuries long 'collaboration' with Otto. Their 'team-up' with the Sky People. The initial beginning of when they tried to wrangle Welt into some form of cooperation and performed some ... extremely underhanded methods to make it happen. It succeeded, granted, but well...
Then, there was how they felt about everyone in the first group battle here. Where, honestly, they didn't care and didn't want to so much as listen to anyone telling them anything even when they were making a mistake. Where they felt that was merely obligation itself.
Slipping on the role of a teammate for them is never easy. They feel that this is always true. They weren't made to be a team player. But, they could do both with apparent ease; wear a mask in a literal and metaphorical sense.
Yet, their thoughts turn towards the other questions...
And, usually in regards to 'help', the answer would be they never felt like asking for help. But recently, they had been in that fight where they were attacked by their double, and did...ask for assistance, so it took exactly that. What has it taken, for them to come together to work as a better team mate, though? Simply others reaching out to them.
Their bonds, for better or worse.
...Also, that's asking a lot from Void Archives. They're still one hell of a selfish individual. They are still inclined to listen inherently to their programming to preserve humanity, but whatever they do, it's for their sake, not out of the goodness for everyone else.
Though, they are eager to work together with better, willing companions to make things happen. So, isn't that progress? ]
[Their experiences coalesce into one figure on the other side of the veil. A single figure from their life in which this mask of theirs, literal or otherwise, was difficult to keep up.
They recognize that form well enough; they couldn't forget, no matter how much time has passed.
And really...truthfully?
Not much time has passed at all, if any, since they glimpsed it.
They look at that bare hand and reach out to grab a hold of it; staring down the appearance, which may be a reflection of some sort...but not. Not really. ]
All enemies who interfere will be eliminated. So, shall we? Team up again once more...
[ They grin, sharper than before.
But, Void Archives reaches out to grab a hold of that hand, without hesitation. ]
[Your hand breaks the surface as the circle against your palm starts to ache deeper. The surroundings distort slightly as they step out onto the rocking floor of the boat.
The waves start to drag the boat, as if by command. There is something in the waters below you. At the same time, you can sense the presence of another - a second shadowed figure in tints of green, with the vague elongated shape of an axe against its shoulder. It locks eyes with Void Archive, before the air pressure starts to shift, the figure's mask glowing as it starts to rise into the air, adrift on the currents.
2 enemies remain.
Void Archive will find the following:
1) Their new partner will have the same personality, for better or worse, as their regular life counterpart. They will have a Diamond shard, and they will have the ability to create ice. 2) Void Archive will be able to use a new shard power with their new partner - this will be the same shard power that has been approved for Vakama, with the same limitations.]
[ Well, thank goodness that they break the surface and are able to stabilize themselves on the boat alongside this 'counterpart'?? Which is a strange image in that it seems to be an odd figure in white all over but with that long hair alongside holding himself with a confident air. Robes with an apparent, undeniable certain kind of symbol hanging from this 'partner's' neck that glows a light radiance of various blues.
It seems that there has been no official attack just yet other than the rock of waves, and the raise of the figure onto the currents. ]
Let's get this over with.
[ Void Archives immediately strikes out, unleashing a blast of light straight on over at the enemy in green.
They expect their partner to follow suit - and in keeping in line with that general personality, will seem inclined to do that. So, light and ice deluge attack on the axe green dude let's go!! ]
[Their partner's volley of ice is dodged (9) but Void Archive's blow lands (13). The figure curses as its mask's glow temporarily fades, its course through the air faltering, skidding the water below it only a few feet from where Void Archive stands. The air pressure morphs again at the movement of its blade underneath it, course correcting itself with a cocky little laugh.]
Lucky prankshot -- [Unlike the one who had been on the boat, the figure in green sounds male once again - lighter, younger, casual.] Come on, sister, let's not end this in deepswim and darkness!!
[The blue glow of the mask far under the waves is difficult to track, but it's definitely within range of them. The waters churn below them, their feet unsteady even as the green figure in the air raises their axe with the telltale howling of an increasing gale. Joint power, not unlike the shardbond, summoning a storm.
Roll 1d20 to keep your footing, because your partner looks about ready to fall overboard themselves.]
[ Wow, this fellow has sure got a mouth on him, doesn't he! Void Archives merely raises a brow. What kind of haughty declaration is this... ]
Deepswim and darkness?
Perhaps you should fear the onslaught of a holy light that shall deliver you from this plane of existence, and straight into the hands of the realm above.
[ There is a beat where his "companion" looks at Void Archives in a way that seems to indicate that what they are saying is extremely out of pocket. But, look, they are just playing a role here and think it's absolutely hilarious to say something ridiculous. Come on, it's boring sticking to the usual expected shit.
Speaking of unexpected things, though, the sudden potential arrival of a storm causes the unfortunate shaking of footing... but, Void Archives is too into the script to even be bothered and keeps it just fine (18) ]
Let's give them a little taste of something else far less pleasant, shall we?
Together now!
[ And now, time for an enactment of the combination ability. Say hi to the Trojan Horse Cube that's being flung out and the incoming light implosions with the projectiles - it's a wide area of effect so hopefully it can catch wherever that nuisance so happens to be under the waves as well! ]
[The golden cube flings out into the surf, resting in place with only rings of light keeping it afloat for several seconds.
While the figure in the air easily gets out of the way, the inward pull of its implosion causes a pocket of the sea to collapse, only for the force to shoot outward with the projectiles of light. The shadowed figure of blue can be seen and briefly heard in amidst the crash of water, a female voice yelling in alarm as it is tossed about, the glow of its mask fading, before all the projectiles hunt the figure down in rapid succession right as the sea violently closes itself back up to the gap.
Their enemy in the air calls out - a name that is nothing but static, a name that is many names at once. A brief crack, before its attention is back on the boat, swirling closer as the rain and wind start to pick up.]
Proudtalk to call strangers a danger of the heavens, huh? Like Great Beings that longrest beyond highcloud and sparkling stars?
Hahah! It's silliness!
Toa-heros know no fear if they are together! Air has no truelove for the deep and the wet, but maybe fallen starfighters may find it a better home!
[And with considerable force, the figure drops itself at the very end of the boat. Given it is standing at a good 7 foot 2 inches, the force of its landing immediately rocks the canoe nearly 45 degrees.
Roll 1d20 to keep yourself from being swept into the ocean.]
[ Weird, that sure is something odd - they wonder why it is static rather than anything truly audible. Maybe it isn't something to pay attention to, but Void Archives happens to have done so anyway; and then there's that crack or something?
Too bad they didn't exactly eliminate that one completely. It would have been fantastic. ]
...You sound completely and utterly ridiculous.
[ As if Void Archives can talk, but boy these guy is sure taking the cake from where they're standing. They even let out a derisive scoff. ]
You call yourselves heroes? Perhaps you would fancy yourselves as such, and yet have not so much as shown a bit of a "heroic" quality in the slightest.
To myself you are simply masquerading around as one, as if in a play, and finding themselves fancying the role far too much. Indeed, perhaps it is I who should be declaring myself something to counter your weak heroic nature - I wouldn't suggest that I am the 'hero' of the role. But rather something far more powerful:
[It's a garbled taunt from the one above as Void Archive drops into the water. The crashing of the waves under the growing storm knocks them to and fro. To their side, they can spot their partner also crashing down in a trail of bubbles, flailing to right themselves.
The green figure lands atop the upturned boat, obscured by the crashing water.
They will have only a few moments to gain their bearings before the blue shadowed figure can be spotted, just as fast in the water as the other had been in the air. Sharp hook-like objects seem to protrude where its hands should be.]
Shall we test your resolve, O Great Judge of Heroes?
[A hook is raised. The crashing water will press around them like a vice, even as the blue figure darts by like a fish and attempts to hook at Void Archive's waist with their weapon. If Void Archive fails their roll, they will remain underwater and will not be able to surface for a turn.
From the boat, the green figure swings its blade down towards your partner, blades of air slicing through the water to try and knock them further and further down.
You may roll dodges for both Void Archive and their partner, and may attack with both so long as they do not roll a 1.]
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But, anyway. There is something else they did want to check out now they've started backtracking.
So, the abandoned canoe. Anything odd happening with that? ]
1/2
-The pressure of water from all sides presses as the light slowly fades. You are crammed in a crowd of shadowed bodies, huddled and panicked between shades of green, packed like sardines as the pressure increases. The air feels thinner and thinner--]
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...Is everything alright? You look like you spaced out.
Did you even hear anything I said?
[Just like the guard, this figure is small and formless outside the flash of their eyes, mixed colors of blue making up what should be their body. Unlike before, this voice is distinctively female.]
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[ It's an admittance; it comes easy when everything had been in a bit of a blur...odd images that filled in that pale color witnessed before their very eyes. Alongside those sensations - a memory that certainly can't belong to them. ]
What, exactly, were you trying to say?
[ They get straight to the point. There's no need to skirt it in any sense. ]
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Please, traveler. I know you must have hit your head very hard, but we don't have any time to lose!
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Just so you know, I hadn't hit my head at all.
[ After they said this, they inconveniently remember when they faceplanted not that long ago. But, they stubbornly refuse to correct their statement. ]
...But, it isn't like I have better things to do. Shall we be off, then?
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You could have fooled me, you know. Staring off into space like that with your eyes looking all strange... you'd think something is wrong with you!
[The boat will be cramped at your size, but it is sturdy and seems to support your weight just fine. The shadow takes up position in the back, the sound of a motor turning on as it moves the boat away from the shore to head up and through the waves.
The island itself grows indistinct as they gain speed, a shape and mass of size rather than distinguishable features. All that remains steady is the red star, ever watching.]
I'm lucky to have found you. Though... I'm really surprised you are alone.
Do you not have a home to call your own?
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In fact, I did see something strange; though it was quite incomprehensible and hardly bears mentioning.
[ They huff again at this, though. But, of all the things that Void Archives is, it isn't a canoe operator (they have the knowledge, at the least.)
Though at the question, they fall silent for a bit. ]
Hmm. No, not really.
[ "Earth" is their homeworld, but they have no real home. It's ironic how easy it is to give an answer truthfully in all of this. ]
Is it unusual for you to come across those who do not? And those who travel alone?
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Every once in a while, we might receive a traveler from another village. But everyone has a place that they belong eventually. A place where they are part of a greater whole.
That's what U N I T Y is about.
[One of the circles against Void Archive's palm starts to ache.]
It's why I knew I could not stay and wait for help. We stand strong together, our village, in our strengths and weaknesses. But we also must know when we can't do it on our own.
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Right, well, instead of lingering on this in their head before she thinks they're spacing off again... ]
...Is that so? I suppose it does make sense that one fits like a piece into a grand puzzle when it comes to such matters.
[ Beat. And they look to see which circle it was that had begun aching, actually...? ]
And I do understand the value of teaming up with likeminded individuals to solve a similar problem. Though, I do wonder what kind of problem there is in this case...? Such as what kind of danger will I be striking down, exactly? You may as well tell me~
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Anyway, the figure just. Blinks.]
To be united does not need to be with those who are likeminded! Far from it. You may only traverse so far if the common ground you find is steps you already know too well.
[As the boat moves, Void Archive will see a familiar cracking starting to follow along the side of the boat, slowly growing.]
There is a creature, fierce and strange, in the waters around the village. It's going to take teamwork to figure out how to stop it.
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[ They say, kind of like, a little snootily, because of course they do. They were being far too diplomatic for so long.
Though, they frown at the sign of that cracking, and begin to take out their gun. ]
Yes, yes, teamwork.
Yet, it is only I that has arrived to assist. [ Or so they presume. They say this with great pride like 'I am the chosen one', kind of nonsense. They are absolutely not. ] If you are the other one ready to provide yourself as a number to this team, I suppose I shall be grateful.
Speaking of which, do tell me if it has any weakpoints, hm?
[ They suppose that, well, they should ask for that sort of thing, just in case. Look, they do have a high level of INT, and so they are using it. ]
1/2 you know it's time for a slight scene switch when i gotta go find more music
The motor comes to a stop, even as the glass-like cracks along the current start to widen. The familiar void of white starts to peer out from beneath.]
I will do my part for the whole.
[It just seems that that part was not to find help. It was to bait.
The figure starts to morph - taller, still shadowed, with hints of blue armor. With remarkable speed, it backflips off the canoe and straight into the ocean, sending a burst of water into the air before it breaks the waves.
A signal to another.]
2/2 i recommend setting this track to loop
There is a rising storm building. Something you cannot face alone.
In amidst the cracks off the side of the boat, you see shimmers of your own experience. Not of teamwork at its best, but at its worst. Those one meshed with by obligation, by inconvenience, by necessity - perhaps those one loathed. Forced to work side by side, even if by the skin of one's teeth, even if in agony. You see their forms, reluctant, but beyond the veil.
Could you ever convince yourself it was easy? Could you slip on the role of a teammate like a glove, or was it more a mask? What has it taken, for you to come together? What has it taken, for you to ask for help?
Could you ever truly set aside yourself, your wants, your dreams, for the whole? Was it not easier, to just stand on one's own?]
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Void Archives seems to lack expectation that matters go as planned, so they seem hardly surprised at the apparent direction of this. To the point that there is no expression of shock apparent on their face. They don't even feel surprised at being betrayed. Rather, a scoff leaves them at hearing her say this. ]
Really, please don't be surprised if when I get my hands on you I ensure you're torn into pitiful pieces. 'For the whole'...what stupidity.
[ The sudden flickers of their 'experience', though? They know by now that the signal of cracking means something unpleasant means to strike at their mental defenses, but unfortunately they are not clairvoyant. It's easy for the 'worst' teamwork to float to the surface - their centuries long 'collaboration' with Otto. Their 'team-up' with the Sky People. The initial beginning of when they tried to wrangle Welt into some form of cooperation and performed some ... extremely underhanded methods to make it happen. It succeeded, granted, but well...
Then, there was how they felt about everyone in the first group battle here. Where, honestly, they didn't care and didn't want to so much as listen to anyone telling them anything even when they were making a mistake. Where they felt that was merely obligation itself.
Slipping on the role of a teammate for them is never easy. They feel that this is always true. They weren't made to be a team player. But, they could do both with apparent ease; wear a mask in a literal and metaphorical sense.
Yet, their thoughts turn towards the other questions...
And, usually in regards to 'help', the answer would be they never felt like asking for help. But recently, they had been in that fight where they were attacked by their double, and did...ask for assistance, so it took exactly that. What has it taken, for them to come together to work as a better team mate, though? Simply others reaching out to them.
Their bonds, for better or worse.
...Also, that's asking a lot from Void Archives. They're still one hell of a selfish individual. They are still inclined to listen inherently to their programming to preserve humanity, but whatever they do, it's for their sake, not out of the goodness for everyone else.
Though, they are eager to work together with better, willing companions to make things happen. So, isn't that progress? ]
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No matter who it is, that figure extends a hand.
A willing companion, for just this once.
Would they still bother to take it?
To embrace U N I T Y?]
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They recognize that form well enough; they couldn't forget, no matter how much time has passed.
And really...truthfully?
Not much time has passed at all, if any, since they glimpsed it.
They look at that bare hand and reach out to grab a hold of it; staring down the appearance, which may be a reflection of some sort...but not. Not really. ]
All enemies who interfere will be eliminated. So, shall we? Team up again once more...
[ They grin, sharper than before.
But, Void Archives reaches out to grab a hold of that hand, without hesitation. ]
same as before, roll only to dodge!
The waves start to drag the boat, as if by command. There is something in the waters below you. At the same time, you can sense the presence of another - a second shadowed figure in tints of green, with the vague elongated shape of an axe against its shoulder. It locks eyes with Void Archive, before the air pressure starts to shift, the figure's mask glowing as it starts to rise into the air, adrift on the currents.
2 enemies remain.
Void Archive will find the following:
1) Their new partner will have the same personality, for better or worse, as their regular life counterpart. They will have a Diamond shard, and they will have the ability to create ice.
2) Void Archive will be able to use a new shard power with their new partner - this will be the same shard power that has been approved for Vakama, with the same limitations.]
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It seems that there has been no official attack just yet other than the rock of waves, and the raise of the figure onto the currents. ]
Let's get this over with.
[ Void Archives immediately strikes out, unleashing a blast of light straight on over at the enemy in green.
They expect their partner to follow suit - and in keeping in line with that general personality, will seem inclined to do that. So, light and ice deluge attack on the axe green dude let's go!! ]
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Lucky prankshot -- [Unlike the one who had been on the boat, the figure in green sounds male once again - lighter, younger, casual.] Come on, sister, let's not end this in deepswim and darkness!!
[The blue glow of the mask far under the waves is difficult to track, but it's definitely within range of them. The waters churn below them, their feet unsteady even as the green figure in the air raises their axe with the telltale howling of an increasing gale. Joint power, not unlike the shardbond, summoning a storm.
Roll 1d20 to keep your footing, because your partner looks about ready to fall overboard themselves.]
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Deepswim and darkness?
Perhaps you should fear the onslaught of a holy light that shall deliver you from this plane of existence, and straight into the hands of the realm above.
[ There is a beat where his "companion" looks at Void Archives in a way that seems to indicate that what they are saying is extremely out of pocket. But, look, they are just playing a role here and think it's absolutely hilarious to say something ridiculous. Come on, it's boring sticking to the usual expected shit.
Speaking of unexpected things, though, the sudden potential arrival of a storm causes the unfortunate shaking of footing... but, Void Archives is too into the script to even be bothered and keeps it just fine (18) ]
Let's give them a little taste of something else far less pleasant, shall we?
Together now!
[ And now, time for an enactment of the combination ability. Say hi to the Trojan Horse Cube that's being flung out and the incoming light implosions with the projectiles - it's a wide area of effect so hopefully it can catch wherever that nuisance so happens to be under the waves as well! ]
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While the figure in the air easily gets out of the way, the inward pull of its implosion causes a pocket of the sea to collapse, only for the force to shoot outward with the projectiles of light. The shadowed figure of blue can be seen and briefly heard in amidst the crash of water, a female voice yelling in alarm as it is tossed about, the glow of its mask fading, before all the projectiles hunt the figure down in rapid succession right as the sea violently closes itself back up to the gap.
Their enemy in the air calls out - a name that is nothing but static, a name that is many names at once. A brief crack, before its attention is back on the boat, swirling closer as the rain and wind start to pick up.]
Proudtalk to call strangers a danger of the heavens, huh? Like Great Beings that longrest beyond highcloud and sparkling stars?
Hahah! It's silliness!
Toa-heros know no fear if they are together! Air has no truelove for the deep and the wet, but maybe fallen starfighters may find it a better home!
[And with considerable force, the figure drops itself at the very end of the boat. Given it is standing at a good 7 foot 2 inches, the force of its landing immediately rocks the canoe nearly 45 degrees.
Roll 1d20 to keep yourself from being swept into the ocean.]
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Too bad they didn't exactly eliminate that one completely. It would have been fantastic. ]
...You sound completely and utterly ridiculous.
[ As if Void Archives can talk, but boy these guy is sure taking the cake from where they're standing. They even let out a derisive scoff. ]
You call yourselves heroes? Perhaps you would fancy yourselves as such, and yet have not so much as shown a bit of a "heroic" quality in the slightest.
To myself you are simply masquerading around as one, as if in a play, and finding themselves fancying the role far too much. Indeed, perhaps it is I who should be declaring myself something to counter your weak heroic nature - I wouldn't suggest that I am the 'hero' of the role. But rather something far more powerful:
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[ Void Archives is swept into the ocean (7) ]
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[It's a garbled taunt from the one above as Void Archive drops into the water. The crashing of the waves under the growing storm knocks them to and fro. To their side, they can spot their partner also crashing down in a trail of bubbles, flailing to right themselves.
The green figure lands atop the upturned boat, obscured by the crashing water.
They will have only a few moments to gain their bearings before the blue shadowed figure can be spotted, just as fast in the water as the other had been in the air. Sharp hook-like objects seem to protrude where its hands should be.]
Shall we test your resolve, O Great Judge of Heroes?
[A hook is raised. The crashing water will press around them like a vice, even as the blue figure darts by like a fish and attempts to hook at Void Archive's waist with their weapon. If Void Archive fails their roll, they will remain underwater and will not be able to surface for a turn.
From the boat, the green figure swings its blade down towards your partner, blades of air slicing through the water to try and knock them further and further down.
You may roll dodges for both Void Archive and their partner, and may attack with both so long as they do not roll a 1.]
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is nik going to give you more music, absolutely, who do you think i am
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2/2 music track once more hooray
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