"Radical!" Zitz exclaimed as he started their journey. As they walked through the forest, he wasn't as aware of his surroundings as he should've been...but if they were attacked by Smithy's forces, he was sure that his new pal and he could handle a few 'BattleWeapons' as he dubbed them. He thought about the series of events that led him here. Not one to ponder on life and its direction, he wasn't really concerned about being a humanoid amphibian for the rest of his life, nor did he regret it. He made his peace with that long ago and, something he doesn't mind mentioning, he loves being a 'Toad! However, this new adventure was something he could barely fathom...and he was the smartest of the 'Toads! Still, if someone like the Dark Queen could exist with that much power and if someone like Silas Volkmire was able to transport them to the world in which they became Battletoads, could these other realities that were now one not simply...be? Maybe they have always been and there was a chance that he, Pimple, and Rash could have became humanoid creatures of another kind if they were transported to one of the other worlds. "Whooaaa, I'm thinking too much!" He blurted out, suddenly stopping. He turned to his new companion and grinned, "by the way, Ritz. Have you noticed that our names rhyme? Ritz and Zitz! I got a feeling we're going to be a great team!" Xigbar appeared through a Corridor of Darkness near his Superior. He hadn't mastered the 'fading into and from nothingness' ability that some had, but the Corridors of Darkness served his transportation needs well. Xigbar had run into Xemnas before, shortly after swearing his own allegiance to Smithy (it seemed like the most beneficial thing to do here), but he wasn't sure what Xemnas' plan was. In fact, he wasn't sure how Xemnas himself was here, but Ansem, Master Xehanort, Saix, and Young Xehanort weren't. Time-traveling gave him a headache, but it was easy when he himself wasn't concerned with it...now he had to deal with different worlds and realities becoming one? And not the kind of "worlds" he was used to. Bleh, this was an aspect of 'space' he did not have power over nor was he comfortable with it. "Well, well, so we meet again," he told Xemnas, keeping his eye on the forest in front of them. "Don't suppose you have any idea what's going on? Or where you're...counterparts are?" Xigbar paused, but not long enough for Xemnas to answer before shrugging. "As if. Might as well make the best out of this situation, if ya catch my drift," he grinned, remembering the warrior he fought earlier. Now there was a worthy vessel if he had ever seen one...although Darkness didn't seem to exist here in the sense that it existed in his and Xemnas' universe. But hey, flexibility's a virtue. "That is not at all how any of that happened!" Calem exclaimed, more confused than ever. He glanced at Sylveon who gave a quizzical whimper. He noticed that Sylveon was being cautious towards Serena...even though Sylveon usually enjoyed her company. "I did not have a Flareon first...I didn't try to evolve my other Eevees until after I defeated the Pokemon League, not you! And you were definitely at Kiloude, remember? We vowed to battle there once a day!" He started gesturing with his hands, growing somewhat frantic. "I got the pass from the Professor and-" he stopped, looking at the photos Serena showed him. "Wh-what?" He whispered, more confused than ever. He reached into his bag and pulled out his version of that photo with his winning team of Chesnaught, Yveltal, Sylveon, Talonflame, Tyrantrum, and Blastoise, but then he hesitated upon seeing the group selfie. He remembered that, though in his copy, Serena didn't have a hat...and their positions were swapped. Without showing her the photo of his Hall of Fame team, he dropped his eyes and realized that Serena HAD HIS MEGA RING ON HER WRIST...but he had it on his own wrist. He dropped his eyes again and lowered his voice. "Serena...if you chose Fennekin as your Starter...Did Shauna pick Chesnaught or Froakie?" He raised his eyes to meet hers and asked another question, "and what was the name of the Legendary Pokemon that Lysandre tried to use for his Ultimate Weapon?" He asked it despite knowing that it had to be the blue, deer-like Pokemon that he didn't recognize in her photo...but he still needed to hear the words from her. Luigi nodded at the tall man. As soon as the spear started to reform, Luigi flicked a switch on his Poltergust. He started to blow and scatter the crystal shards away, hopefully buying them some more time. "C-Come on!" He yelped as he hopped and ran deeper into the woods. Lysandre said nothing as he watched the swordsman and the mechanical man vanquish the Crystal Spear. As the spear shattered into several fragments, Lysandre flashed back to his final moments...the ultimate weapon was crashing Team Flare's secret HQ onto him due to Calem's, Serena's, and even that brat Shauna's interfering. Specifically, however, it was Calem that foiled his plans, even capturing Yveltal in the proce-no, Serena was the one who captured Xerneas and defeated hi-which one was it? Lysandre closed his eyes and grunted, frustrated. He remembered the events one way, but then remembered them a different way. His memory seemed to flop back and forth. Was this a side-effect of this new world? Or the doing of the Legendary Pokemon's power? After all, he had tried to drain Xerneas (or was it Yveltal?) of its power using the Lysandre Machine -his cybernetic suit- and transfer it into the Ultimate Weapon. Perhaps a side effect of that caused his memory to fluctuate...on that note, the last thing he remembered was the Secret HQ exploding around him, clad in his Lysandre Machine. He was sure that he would die, but when he opened his eyes, he found himself in this strange world, back to normal. To make matters stranger, two of his Pokemon -Meinshao and Honchkrow- were devolved into a Meinfoo and Murkrow! It was clear that this world was not his own. The former leader of Team Flare cured Calem/Serena for foiling his plans and damning Kalos to an unbeautiful fate. He wondered if perhaps his plan to using Xerneas' to grant them immortality worked, but transferred them to different worlds, such as this one? No, wait, he used Yveltal's power to destroy them and he died in the aftermath, coming here... Pushing the confusion to the back of his head, Lysandre decided to set his mind to the matter at hand. He opened his eyes and set them upon the Mega-Ring on his finger, glad to know that he still had that and an evolved Gyrados. Casting the thought of his failure in Kalos aside, Lysandre remembered being brought to Smithy by a mechanical person, similar to the blue one that he was currently spying on. Smithy barely explained what was going on, but demanded Lysandre's loyalty...which he gave reluctantly. This world was not beautiful and if Lysandre couldn't fix Kalos, he would fix this world...Smithy would just be the means to that end. For now, he settled on working for him. "Well, then," he turned his face to look at his red-haired companion and gripped one of his Pokeballs, "Shall we introduce ourselves?"
Kefka? Just look at that trustworthy face.
Type this out numerically for me.
That thread was originally titled "Jesus." I don't know, I feel like that's worth mentioning.
HE WAS ALSO SPIDER-MAN AT ONE POINT. I remember this, but I didn't know who NPH was back then.
When I make staff, I'm going to Sticky this thread.
Nova, quit being a son of a submariner
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jqPneLQAw_Q This person squeezed in what could be a trilogy of Justice League movies into a five minute preview....
It's not enough. Destroy more...Have got to destroy more! Destruction isn't supposed to make sense! It's only fun when it's senseless! Why create, when it will only be destroyed? Why cling to life, knowing that you have to die? None of it will have meant anything once you do! Meaning schmeaning! The whole world's going bye-bye! You included! Life...dreams...hope... Where do they come from? And where do they go? None of that junk is enough to fulfill your hearts! Destruction...destruction is what makes life worth living! Destroy! Destroy! Destroy! LET'S DESTROY EVERYTHING!!
I like you a little more now.
Not to mention when he called Squall a poser. About time someone did.
I'm honoring a fallen member.
EAT A DICK, GS
I couldn't be on KHV high because of that.
Ozymandias for showing some goddamn sense.
Not only did KHV save a post I lost yesterday after I had to restart my browser (seriously, I figured drafts only last as long as the browser is open), but it saved a post I was typing on my phone earlier and brought it up on my laptop. That was damn convenient. Whoever brought that into my life, thank you.
Guys, guys, guys. The best villain is sprothe.
Living in the Bible Belt, this happens to me often and they rarely take no for an answer. I remember living on campus, I was meeting someone for lunch. I sat down at a bench and shortly after, some nice guy sat next to me. He introduced himself and we got to talking about the weather and basketball (our men's team had been having some issues) before he asked me about beliefs. I told him that I just started considering myself agnostic. After explaining what that meant to him, he started with the whole "how can you not believe God is responsible for such a beautiful world" crap. I explained that I had a religious background and I didn't become agnostic out of ignorance; it was a personal choice based on my personal experiences, "soul-searching,' research, and how religion fails to give me any answer I ask for or any legitimate reason to believe in it. He said he understood and I apologized if things were awkward. He told me it wasn't awkward at all and he loves hearing other people's opinions. I thought I finally met the one non-pushy believer who actually wants to talk about different beliefs and their flaws. Until he asked me what I did believe in. Jesus, the moment I even mentioned evolution, I was hit by Creationism. It got awkward so I changed it to there are too many religions for me to be comfortable with just one and then those different beliefs were all not followers of the "True God." Aside from the fallacies in everything he told me, he had the most condescending attitude about it. To paraphrase the best line out of that conversation, "I just don't understand how anyone can possibly look at how complicated and beautiful the world is to think it was all a mistake and not due to God. It doesn't seem LIKE AN INTELLIGENT STANDPOINT. There is really no way evolution is real if you think about it." At that point, I faked a call to figure out where the hell my friend was (MOTHER****ER DIDN'T REALIZE THAT 'THE FRONT OF THE DORM' MET OUTSIDE, NOT THE LOBBY.) So I excused myself and left. That's pretty much the basis for most conversations I have with people like that down here. They're as polite as possible while making me feel like an ******* for not wanting to have the conversation. I'm usually very open to it (otherwise, I wouldn't be engaged-to-be-engaged with a devout Baptist and actually attend church with her). Hell, where I work, lots of the older people try to talk to me about it, but they're rarely pushing it on me. It's usually them giving me a free book (I'll tell them I'll probably just give it to my girlfriend or a friend and they don't care as long as it "does someone some good") or in one specific case: Jimi Hendrix's bass player's ex-girlfriend (or she claimed. She had a biographical book, though) came in and we got to talking about the differences in the world today and the world when she was my age; she was a "heroin addict, gangster's girlfriend, and just a bad person in general," but Jesus saved her and now she travels the world giving away her book and sharing her stories with prisoners. During her entire testimony, she never once asked me what I believed or pushed the religion on me, it was simply why it was important to her. It was her personal religion, which I adored. Granted, I didn't really ask to hear it, but I'm glad she realized that it was her personal relationship with God and not mine and she was giving Him the glory without asking me to. If it helps you, it helps you and I'm not one to take it away even if I do think the world would be better without it. But if I wanted to go back to that life, I would. If I wanted to hear about your Lord and Savior, I'll ask or open my Bible or do the damn research myself. If you ask once and don't have a problem when I say "no," then that's fine, too. I understand your religion asks you to share the gospel; I did it when I was a kid. But when you try to fake manners so I come out looking like the bad guy for not wanting to listen to you, then yeah, I get rude. Like I said, down here, "no" is not an answer most people take lightly. I get along great with the ones that do some of my best friends are Christian and I don't mind talking about it. However, when they get to share their views on it and then get offended when I share mine (Granted, I am prone to the occasional angry Atheist rant, specifically where Young Earth Creationism or other religions are involved), it's a problem. When they're nice about it up until I say I don't want to hear it, it's a problem. Or when they would knock on my door every other day and send someone new despite me and my Catholic roommates saying each time "No thanks, not interested," it's a problem (WE KNOW YOU'RE FROM THE SAME CHURCH. IT'S ON THE PAMPHLETS YOU FORCE INTO OUR HAND) specifically when we asked not to be bothered anymore (seriously, it was Finals. Unless Joseph Smith's tablets were a cheat sheet for Accounting, now is not the time). tl;dr: I stop simply turning them away politely after they keep pestering me because they have made me this way (and I feel like crap because I remember doing the same when I was younger) /rant
I stopped after it said the VCR is broken. This test isn't modern enough to accurately describe what I would do in these situations. Well, that and I have no dad.
