Etrius watched as Yzma and Kronk walked away. He wasn't exactly happy at being called a peasant, but hey, better to have pride hurt rather then getting kicked out. "I think Cat is more preoccupied of scolding the emperor. Let's see where that gets us." Etrius said to Ananta, teasingly. Etrius wouldn't really tease in these situations, but there need to be humor every now and then. "In that respect, why would he fire Yzma? And what for?"
"Ugly??" Etrius said, hopping next to Anata in a flash, "You calling this place ugly? Not to make assumptions, but it doesn't look like you have an interest for ancient architecture. Like I should talk though. I never was interested in buildings like this in the first place. To me, this place looks like the emperor plastered his face all over the place. Talk about his ego being too inflated.." He walked around the room, his eyes lingering along the assortment of stuff. "I'm already getting bad vibes. Any suggestions??"
(DAMN ****ING TIME ISSUES. RE-EDITING TIME SYSTEMS) Darcy "Ultimachinox" Tullepio Location: Battle Hall Time: 7:15 Mood: Surprised Day: 6/10 "Same here." Darcy chimed in, "Besides, I haven't gotten to have an actual class, sir." Dr. Shankman smiled. He clicked his tongue. The beast immediately took a battle stance and growled. A slight 'whirrghing' sound was heard as the lion's shoulder plates opened as 2 dual rockets popped from the shoulders, aiming for the two. Darcy gulped, suddenly regretting his choice. The rest of the students who wanted to go back to there dorms for break left, most of them including Elle. Strangely enough, Banshee was one of the students who stayed behind to watch. Darcy breathed in, as he thought of some way to stop the monster without destroying it or from destroying themselves, as they were the only two fighting. "Muscle," Darcy said, "If you can block explosions while amped, and without hurting yourself, I suggest you amp." He grabbed the slab of metal that he was disarmed from as the metal morphed again, this time into a shoulder cannon. It's back piece slammed into the ground, grabbing a huge chunk of earth and hardening it. "I hold the machine long enough for you to try and bring it down physically."
Etrius remained silent as the group bickered. "Don't you think we should be more worried about the emperor, whoever he is? I doubt that throwing old men for stalling a liege's groove hardly fits the topic of normality." Etrius said, cutting in, "Oh, and I don't believe we've met." Etrius said to Anata, "I'm Etrius. I'd love to stay and chat, but I have a guy to find, if you don't mind. So, that being said, I shall investigate who this emperor is, and why he throw random people out windows for random things." He began to walk away, silently looking and observing.
A dark portal opened in the Kingdom of the Sun. Etrius' pale eyes looked around the scenery. Different. Natrually. And just in time to see some of the other Keybladers helping out an old man fly out of one of the windows of the odd looking palace. He saw Steel, putting a smile to Etrius' lips. He walked over, cloak still covering his identity, to investigate whats going on. The more he knows about the universal problem of time, the better.
This is Etrius.. Disembarking to the Kingdom of the Sun.
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Darcy "Ultimachinox" Tullepio Location: Battle Hall Time: 7:15 Mood: Surprised Day: 5/10 When Muscle created his shockwave, he was able to knock Darcy off his feet, causing his shield to fall off his arm and return to it's original bent state. "Are you guys done fighting like four year olds? Or do I need to lay the smackdown on all of you?!" Muscle growled, his voice much deeper, but sounded like blades being dragged across stones. Banshee immediately took the chance to catch Darcy off guard. She leaped over Muscle like a cat, snarling like an animal at Darcy. But before she landed on him, Darcy took a huge swing of his fist as it plowed again into Banshee's jaw. Without the steel. Banshee tumbled through the air, completely unprepared for the change of pace, landing on the ground 5 feet away. Darcy soon realized that he was breathing too hard. He stood, and looked to the crowd. Everyone was staring at him, mumbling among themselves. Even Elaine had a raised eyebrow. Darcy looked around to the rest of the stadium. He saw some Enhancermorphs from the crowd went to the stands to watch the fight from a better view. Suddenly, there was a high clapping. Darcy, Elle, Banshee, and the rest of the mob turned to see that their instructor had finally arrived. He looked to be in his mid 30s, but strangely well-muscled for his thin demeanor. He wore an open dark grey cloak with pinstripe tie and suspenders, and had a pair of rusty goggles. This man, was Thomas Shankman, one of the best inventors at OmegaTech, and the only one to be a DuoMorph, an Enhancermorph to be artificially administered two attributes and survive the after-effects. Still, everyone respected him. "Bravo." He said, his voice light with enthusiasm, "Bravo. I think for now, you have won this fight, 'Ultimachinox'." He walked through the crowd, and he helped dust off, "But there were some things that weren't.....(how do you say it?) Lenient." He pointed to Muscle, "You, Mr. Sanders, misunderstand. Before entering a fight, you need to listen and analyze the situation before defusing the bomb. Otherwise, it goes haywire. You won't get any negative notions, but there is someone who does." He rounded on Banshee. "You, Ms. Lesterfall, are at fault. You insulted Sigma-B4's leader and it's newest recruit, and you did not accept surrender when Sanders split you and Tullepio up. For that, I order you to apologize to the three, or I face putting this on your group's personal file, because your behavior wasn't 'lenient'." Banshee muttered something under her breath, and finally muttered loudly to Darcy, "Sorry." Thomas then pulled a Radio Controller. "Alright everyone." He said, "Since I came very late, you are all dismissed and your grade isn't affected. However, today is your chance to boost you grade by a lot." He pressed a knob as one of the large doors of the Battle Hall opened. There was a metallic roar as a huge metal paw hit the dirt form under the shadows. "This is a mecanical android I built for the sake of battle." Thomas said as the mechanical beast walked over and gave a rumble that sounded a purr, "Basically you are supposed to fight this thing, but you can only detain it, not destroy it. If anyone chooses to accept this challenge I will double your point value for this class, if you succeed of course.. so! Who wants to do this challenge?" CHOICE #1
THIS IS FOR THOSE WHO ARE IN THE BATTLE HALL Thomas Shankman has dissmissed his students for his tardiness. However, he imposes a challenge, that could potential double your grade for his class. All you have to do is defeat his metallic lion Chronos. But here's the catch: You can't destroy him. you have to detain him. Accept the Challenge?
Name: Missy Lesterfall Known Alias: Banshee Alignment: OmegaTech Battalion: Lambda-C2 History: Banshee was admitted to the OmegaTech at age 12 before the Riot. But even then, the experience was cruel for her. She became a dislikable person, hardened by remarks of the past. After the Riot, she was assigned under Johnny Rocketfingers, leader of Lambda-C2. She's never told of her experiences in the past, but they still burden her, even to this day. Powers: Audiokinesis-Her mouth stretches into a cone-like speaker, out to about 12 centimeters with 8 canines. At a short-to-medium range, Banshee can produce sounds of up to 85 feet away, blasting foes out of her way. She can also bite foes if they're stupid enough to get too close. However, whats interesting is that at a long range, Banshee's calls actually attract Enhancermorphs, whether Artificial or Bred, making her a great asset to recruit any Enhancermorph 115 miles away.
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Darcy "Ultimachinox" Tullepio Location: Battle Hall Time: 7:05 Mood: Cocky Day: 2/10 Darcy looked a Muscle. "Are you kidding me, Muscle?" Darcy said, "She just insulted your leader. An eye for an eye, as my book tells me!" "Don't you mean an mouth for a fist?" Elle asked tartly. "You shouldn't talk. you were the one that got 'iced'." Darcy shot back, "And aren't your supposed to be helping me??" Elle pouted, finally shutting up. "You done dealing with your friends, new fish?" Banshee asked tauntingly. Darcy's answer was a fast movement of feet and a hard slam of his shield across Banshee's face, making her slide 20 feet away. Banshee rubbed her mouth, making it draw blood. "You got anything smart to say now?" Darcy yelled. At this point, it was evident to Banshee that Darcy really wasn't playing. And plus, that smash really hurt. Her mouth flexed outward into a medium-sized cone, kinda like a megaphone. At the ends of her mouth, revealed 8 canine teeth. "Ah piss." Darcy muttered, eyes widening. Banshee screamed. The scream became magnified as the sound waves reached Darcy and blew him off his feet. Anyone not affected by the attack covered there ears. After some of the dust settled, everyone saw that Darcy used his shield after he'd fallen. He stood, dusted himself off, then asked Banshee, "You kiss your mother with that mouth?" Banshee let out another caterwaul. Darcy was ready, letting his shield absorb the blast. After that, Darcy willed his blade to turn into a metallic fist. He charged swinging the fist but hitting air. Banshee had side-stepped, and was preparing to break his ankle. Suddenly, ice materialized around Banshee's leg, which was about to be used to break Darcy's leg into splinters. Banshee immediately looked at Elle, who had her hand up. "If I wanted for one of my teammates to get hurt, we wouldn't be having this conversation, skinhead." Elle said unnerving.
(RESTARTING DAY 2)Day 2 Darcy "Ultimachinox" Tullepio, Elaine Vitrusio Location: Battle Hall Time: 7:00Mood: (Darcy) Anxious, (Elaine) Determined Day 1/10 Darcy walked through the doors of the battle hall, sighing with relief. OmegaTech really was built like a city. He now found himself in the middle of a large arena. Hundereds of rows of steel chairs faced the center. The floor was covered with hard-packed earth, shaped by the tens of years of fighting in this arena. Betweent the seats and the Battle stage war 4 curved polls. Simulation Rods. Those things created any environment the user(s) wanted. High tech and expensive. "Over here, new fish." Came a familiar snarky voice. Darcy turned and ducked just in time to see foot fly past his head. Darcy dropped down and spun with his foot. Elaine backflipped, then round-housed Darcy. He hit the steel covering of the stadium hard and he groaned. "Oh, take your tampon off, Darcy, you should have known that was coming." Elaine said smirking There was some applause. Darcy looked up and saw an entire class of Enhancermorphs. Battle Training. "Hmph." Said a girl, who wasn't applauding, "Look what the Ice Queen dragged in. Once a newbie, always a newbie. OmegaTech needs powerful fighters to protect us, not another soft mouth to feed. First that, and we also just witnessed his leader beat on him like a mule. Is that how leaders should act Elle?" Elaine rounded on her. "Don't you dare address me in that manner, Banshee." Banshee grunted. "Your not my superior. Johnny is. You kiss your mother with that mouth by the way??" Elle began to crystalize. Darcy knew what he had to do. He slammed a fist on the wall. The metal responded almost instantly, forming around his hand to form a shield. "Knock it off, *****." Banshee looked at Darcy with a mocking confused face. "Is that a challenge?" "What do you think?" The crowd gasped. No one stood against Banshee, accept for the leaders. Not even some of the reckless ones stood a chance. Banshee herself was surprised. But hey, a challenge was a challenge. "Fine then." She said, "Anyone else want to take a stand to clean this half-wit's remains?" Elaine walked and stood next to Darcy. "I'll help this half-wit clean you off the floor, if thats what its going to take." Banshee smiled evilly. "Oh joy." She sneered
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Etrius got away from all the noise and the bickering. He hated arguing, because he never really had much to argue about. Etrius walked towards the summit. He never realized that the Land Of Departure was a good place to relax. As he reached the summit, he saw some training dummies and hanging chain posts. Some of the dummies were slashed clean off, courtesy of the Keyblade that Etrius was using. Etrius sighed and stretched, cracking his neck, shaking his arms and legs, then cracking his whole body. After he was done, he put a hand inside his cloak, and pulled out an Walkman. He pressed the play button, and summoned his Keyblade. Etrius lited his hands, and let out a short power release, just enough to enhance his speed. He threw his sword in backhand style, and took off. He attacked the chains and the dummies, as if he was attacking an entire army. He hacked through the dummies again and again. The chains, on the other hand, received punishment of Etrius' spells. An occasional Fire throw soon turned to Fire barrages. He even did simulation of flips and evasion, flipping and dodge-rolling back in forth between targets, as if the target could attack at all.Etrius soon stopped to rest. He looked at the equipment. Completely mutilated. As if it wouldn't be. Etrius suddenly wished Heartless were this easy to kill. Otherwise, even the weakest of beginners would be able to kill Darksides in one fell stroke.
Etrius listened quietly beneath his cloak. Blaze was something else, but he had a point. If each world gets pulled back into one timeline, it collapse the entire universe. It would probably explain the reason of Heartless and Unversed assaults, as well as Vanitas appearing in various worlds. "In that case," Etrius said, addressing the entire group, "Its just another reason to stop Vanitas and any accomplices that stand in between protecting the worlds. Too many have fallen to darkness, and the last thing anyone needs, is another barren wasteland full of Neoshadows." His eyes gave a red flash as he went on. "My world fell at the hands of corruption. So has Luna's, Kel's, and many others that were destroyed by by sickening evil." He paused periodically. Hever tried to read him would've ended up with a blank. He then sighed, suddenly looking tired. "I will be outside practicing my spells if anyone needs me." He grunted, "I had somehow went into a stasis during the middle of my mission, and I need to compensate for it." Etrius sounded normal, but deep down, he was embarrassed to mention the notion that he disappeared on the job, and that put is temper on a short leash. He turned and walked out, examining his right arm. It had turned black and sickening. The darkness was already starting to eat away at him. His own darkness was becoming infected.
Etrius woke with an incredible groan as he he sat up. He was in one of the rooms back at the Land of Departure. "Did I pass out during a mission?? Talk about lame!" He muttered. He slid his legs off the bed, and stood. Everything was intact. Now it was time to move. Etrius put on his hood, and made his way towards the Guild Hall. On his way, it felt apparent that his right arm felt a little different. Lighter, if not fragile. He would need to check on it after he was done on debriefing himself.
