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Beuce was about to fly off, but was stopped by a girl who seemed to not know what she was doing as far as gliders went. "Can't summon your glider? Hmm...That's no good. Well, it kinda takes practice. So for the moment, why don't ya just hop on mine. There's room for one more." He said, patting the seat of the flying bike behind him. "Especially a nice looking one more" He said with a wink, snap and point, and click of the tongue.

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Xindai could have easily killed the wounded nobody if he so desired. Despite the injuries he himself suffered, they weren't as bad as Gexln's. And alone, there was little chance Xero would be able to defeat him. At least, not without "his" help. He could have killed him, but something stopped him. A thought. A single thought. That's all that kept Gexln alive. Perhaps...he could prove useful later. "Stop." He called out shortly before Gexln got there. "That's enough. I've gotten what i need. Take the girl and leave." He turned his back to Gexln and put his hands in his pockets. With aid from Xindai, Kaxar slowly drifted over to Gexln and was set in front of him with the gentlest touch. "Be proud. Not many can say they've gone head to head with the dark creator. Main reason being there aren't many left." He ended with a slight chuckle. Removing his hand from his pocket, he flicked his wrist and a dark corridor opened to the mysterious tower. No doubt he'd want to return Kaxar. "Go." after this, he was silent. He simply repeated the thought which had spared gexln's life.​

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"R hm? Given the gap between him and Gexln, his little band of followers may even prove a match for me. And we can't have that."​

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"Why would he need a mansion? Hmm..." Beuce made a face. An intense thinking face. "Come on...Think! Think! Think!"" The camera started to zoom in on Beuce's earlobe. Traveling within to see his brain pulsating with intense thought, however it was interrupted. The ghost of Rienzel ripped it backward. "No. No. No. No. We are not doing a jimmy neutron reference. I refuse. I don't care if i'm dead, there are just some things i make taboo even in death." "Aw c'mon don't be such a buzzki-" "I JUST CAME ACROSS THE DIMENSIONS TO STOP THIS NOW DONT MAKE THE DAMN REFERENCE!" "Alright jeez..." "YOU HAVE BEEN WAAAAARNED" The ghost eerily faded away, back into nothingness. So, since he wasn't allowed to make that reference, beuce just decided to outright have the idea. "Well it's old right? Old places usually have old stuff in it. Old stuff can be pretty useful sometimes." ​

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"Heh. You seem to misunderstand. It's not your darkness that's my creation." The dark creator began. He raised his key-like weapon and blocked the strike from Gexln. There was little he could do about the spells being fired from his right hand or the orb of darkness from Xero, so he simply endured them. It was painful surely, but not enough to completely defeat him. Unlike most villains who apparently couldn't survive a single hit, Xindai was at least somewhat durable. After about two or three, he grabbed the hand which fired them. Swinging his head forward, he bashed his skull into that of his opponent's and with lightning speed, executed a rather impressive melee combo. First he drove his elbow into the gut of his staggering opponent. Not many could resist bending over in pain of having the wind knocked out of them. The moment Gexln did so, the same elbow was driven upward into his jaw. A telekinetic pull drew his head into an oncoming punch, followed by a roundhouse kick. All fluidly flowed from one thing into the next. He ended by jumping backwards. "It's ALL darkness which is my creation!" A black energy crackled around his palm. He cast a spell of a different element than was common. A Dark Thundaga.​

"Okay, Everyone just ignore me then. that's cool..." Beuce said, sounding somewhat disappointed that had acknowledged he spoke. Regardless of acknowledging someone who said pretty much the exact same thing. He shrugged it off, not really caring enough to brood over it. He transformed his keyblade into a wood finished motorcycle. Unlike his sweet memories glider, this was actually motor powered. Not exactly knowing where he was going, he climbed aboard it and flied after steel. "C'mon" He called back, motioning for the others to follow.

*sighs and shakes head* doesn't even get the lion king reference...for shame.

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Beuce was on the ground halfway between sitting and laying, resting on his arms behind him. He sat up and looked at the group as they arrived, raising a hand in greeting. "Yo. Glad to see you're all still alive." Beuce said casually. "If we're all here and relaxed, mission accomplished then? Woo. Go us." Beuce said halfway between a cheer and a normal voice with a slight fist pump. "Alrighty then. Back to base it is...Where is that exactly?" He questioned. Having never been to the land of departure, he didn't exactly know where it was. There was a slight hope that he'd find the one he sought out in that place. "Happy? I didn't even break the fourth wall this po- wait. Dammit!"

Uhm...I could give it a shot if you'd like.[DOUBLEPOST=1375226858][/DOUBLEPOST]Also, spending crowns on 1 AP.

oh please brooklyn. we wouldn't dream of challenging you

while when it comes to brains i got the lion's share, but when it comes to brute strength i'm afraid i'm at the shallow end of the gene pool.

so, how are the customs coming along?

Spoiler: broken mask

As his mask was broken, the pieces fell around him. The face it revealed was surprising. It held a smile. He was enjoying this fight quite a bit. He stared at Xero with his multicolored eyes. She was gaining her darkness back, as was the nobody with the keyblade. "Now that you've gotten back the darkness. Don't go and squander it. My creation isn't a toy, it's a weapon. Now show me you you've got what it takes to wield it properly." He said to both of them. He grasped the glaive and keyblade in his hands. One of the advantages to his lockdown keyblade was it's long reach. Outstretching Gexln's by about an inch or so. Gexln seemed to be the most dangerous one right now. To keep Xero at bay, he used some of his darkness. the original darkness. to enhance his glaive. He threw it, scrapping across the ground and causing black sparks to fly in her direction. With his telekinetic powers keeping it spinning in place. It wouldn't be too hard to find a way around those, just that it'd take a moment. Long enough for him to concentrate. 3, 2, 1, now. Xindai cut at Gexln. The timing had to be perfect or else the counter would fail.​

Rowan watched as the captain charged up a powerful arte. Part of him wanted to let him use it, to witness the spell and possibly learn something about it. This magic seemed like one he didn't know, and would certainly be interesting to learn. However, a much larger part of him was bent on stopping him. If he used that, there was a good chance people would die. He could let that happen no matter what. He was running low on TP. He only had enough for one or two more fireballs, but while he had that, he didn't have none. It was enough to use the arte. He collected an orb of flames in his hand, then once more launched the fireball at Kain. Most mages specialized in damage, so this would certainly help with throwing him off his concentration.

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Xindai simply stared at the duo for a bit. One had awakened his inner darkness to summon a keyblade. A replication of the almighty X-blade of his own creation. A weapon tied to the heart of it's wielder. And the other, her scythe took on another, far more menacing form. Her black hair flowed behind her as she gracefully charged at him. Only one thought went through his head. "Heh. It's a shame that we met under these circumstances in this time...You'd have made fine soldiers in the war. Perhaps even enough so to turn the tide..." He thought aloud before charging at them, feet off the floor and levitating to meet their assault head on. He scraped his glaive in a horizontal fashion in front of him, causing them to back up or be cut by it. Then he swung the keyblade at Gexln while throwing a kick at Xero. ​

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Beuce, ignoring all the others there, turned around and looked up to the sky, a look of awe on his face. "Guys, my epic senses are tingling. something extremely awesome just happened somewhere. Dat battle music and death scene and weapon transformations....i can sense the epicness level of it. it's over nine thou-" Beuce was cut off by the sound of a gunshot and a bullet flying from out of nowhere, striking him straight in the forehead for making that reference. It was taboo. "I'm okay...somehow." Beuce said with blood running down the center of his forehead. ​

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The dark creator stared at the dazzling blaze of crimson headed toward him. The "phoenix impact" as it was called. Its sheer area covered made it rather difficult to dodge, and Xindai doubted he could simply toss a telekinetic burst at him to stop it. Even if he could, what fun would that be? it wasn't ever day you fought an opponent like this. No, there was only one way out of this attack. And that was to not let it hit at all. He couldn't afford to worry about Kaxar, so he dropped her to focus his attention on the oncoming threat. "Now Verox, think about what you're doing. the repercussions of killing me." He said, his voice layered with charisma. He was using his power of persuasion. In truth, there were no negative repercussions to carrying through with such an attack, and he'd surely realize this. However, Xindai's plan was to make him stall and think about it just long enough for a counter to be carried out. In a split second's time, he brought his keyblade spinning from it's position near kaxar and positioned it. The point was aimed straight for Verox's heart, with the handle against Xindai's palm. He used all the force of his mind to propel it at his opponent with force comparable to a high-caliber bullet. If this failed, the attack would go through and seriously injure him.​

Pssh
what kind of loser makes their own birthday thread?
hah.
*has made his own birthday thread before*

Seriously though, happy birthday :)