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Dai-Gurren Crew Roster (HeartlessOfLight)

Sonic the Hedgehog - Defense Team/Scout
Classic Sonic - Defense Team/Scout
Miles "Tails" Prower - Assistant Mechanic
Classic Tails - Assistant Mechanic/Defense Team
Rossiu Adai - Pilot of Blodia
Jin Saotome - Outside-Pilot of Blodia
Yoko Littner - Defense Team
Genome - Pilot of Lagann
Deadpool - Defense Team/Comic Relief
Mami Tomoe - Defense Team/Kitchen Staff/Team Hooker
Viral - Defense Team/Lounge Keeper
Kiyal Bachika - Defense Team
Master Chief - Defense Team
Dante - Defense Team/Lady Killer
Marcus Fenix - Defense Team
Crimson Viper - Defense Team/Kitchen Staff

Just wanna apologize for my lack of posting. My trimester's at its final weeks and I've been really busy with the work. I'll most likely have a chance to make one today, though.

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~Pokémon Trainers vs Team Rocket Grunts~​

Spoiler: BGM

Spoiler: Rocket Grunts

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The battle began, with the squad of Trainers and their Pokémon at the ready facing off against three of Team Rocket's grunts.​

The first Grunt smirked.​

"Heh, like a bunch of 10-year-olds and a Champion could beat us..."​

Just then, the sound of shouting and water could be heard coming toward them.​

"What the-*SPLOOSH*"​

The three Grunts and their Golem and Onix were overcome with water, getting slammed into the side of the Arena building.​

Crobat, however, just hovered above the water, cackling at it's teammates' defeat.​

Gold, Blue, and Lance looked over to where the water was coming from, and saw a foreign Pokémon along with it's trainer.​

"The heck is that thing?"​

"And who is that Trainer?"​

"Cheren! Cheren, wait up!"​

Another trainer was running behind the first, panting. With him was a Lucario.​

"Jeez, Cheren, you coulda at least warned me before you ran off like that!"​

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Spoiler: ENTER

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"Oh, good, you found Bianca! Hey, are these other Trainers?"​

After returning their respective defeated Pokemon to their Pokeballs, Grunts 1 and 3 readied their next Pokemon: Sandslash and Muk respectively.​

"You litle punks! We'll teach you not to mess with Team Rocket!" Yelled Grunt 1 as he took a communication device from his back pocket.​

"This is Team Rocket Squad Delta! Code Red! I repeat, Code Red!"​

A muffled voice was heard over the device before the Grunt smiled and put it away.​

"Heh. You guys are done for now. Now let's finish this!"​

All three of the Grunts looked around. They were heavily outnumbered.​

"We're gonna have to use all of our Pokemon on this one..." Grunt 1 said, worried.​

"If it gets these brats away from us, it'll have to do." Grunt 2 responded.​

"Estoy de acuerdo, vamos a derrotarlos!" Grunt 3 said.​

Grunts 1 and 2 facepalmed.​

"Go! Beedrill, Raticate!" Grunt 1 called.​

"Go! Arbok, Dodrio, Dewgong!" Grunt 2 yelled.​

"Pasar! Exeggutor! Kingler!" Grunt 3 also yelled.​

The entirety of the Rocket Grunts' teams were released, ready to take on the rest of the Trainers.​

"Goin' all out, huh?"​

"Hmph. Fine. Been a while since I've had a challenge."​

"I've dealt with worse before. This should be nothing."​

"Not sure who these guys are, but I'm ready to take 'em on!"​

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Watching the battle, Drake put his hand to his chin, thinking.​

"Something wrong?"​

"One of them called something in...I wonder-"​

"Halt! Stop right there!"​

Behind Drake and Qwark, and the other non Pokemon Trainers were a large squad of Krimzon Guards, armed with their weapons.​

"All of you are under arrest for assaulting guards of the Baron Praxis!"​

"I don't think so, villainous scum! Eat this!"​

Qwark pulled his Multi-Rocket launcher from God-knows-where and aimed it at the guards before pulling the trigger.​

The rockets slowly slid from the barrel, falling straight to the ground.​

"Aww...They didn't even explode this time..."​

"Sorry, guys. We're not going anywhere."​

Drake readied the AK-47 and aimed it at the guards.​

"If you don't have a pokey...Polka...Animal thing, focus on these guys!"​

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~Twinbellows Battle~​

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Twinbellows took the full force of Link's Bomberang, leaving a scorch mark on it's already charred skin.​

Pit followed up by flying down and landing on the cerberus's flaming body, impaling it's body repeatedly with his separated bow.
Over time, Pit couldn't take the heat anymore.
"Hot! HOTHOTHOTHOTHOOOOOT!"
Pit leaped from the demon dog, his legs burned.
He reconnected his bow, charged a large arrow, and fired it into Twinbellow's side, knocking it over.
"Link! Finish him off!"

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~Secret Room~​

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Xehanort lowered his head slightly, closing his eyes.​

"Allow me to put it simply;"​

He raised his head back up, his eyes opened again.​

"The slightest mistake from even forces such as myself or you would result in our absolute annihilation. That is why I think we must go ourselves."​

He let that thought sink in for a moment before speaking again.​

"So...Will you join me, Karl Friedrich Howzer?"​

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~Ansem's Secret Room~​

Spoiler: BGM

Xehanort turned to Howzer as he entered the room.
"Ah, Howzer. I was beginning to think you weren't going to show up. Your just in time to meet my new 'Pupil'."
Xehanort snapped his fingers, and Riku shot awake.
The re-Darkened Keyblade Wielder stood beside Xehanort, having changed his clothing style back to that of his possessed self.
However, Riku seemed emotionless. His eyes, his face...Just a blank expression.
"How easily this boy re-succumbed to the Darkness...It surprises even me. Almost like Terra...All those years ago."
Xehanort sighed.
"But I am getting off track. Howzer, I have discovered something of great power within a place known as the Temporal Tower. I would send Riku to acquire it for us...But alas he is not strong enough to go alone yet. It is for that reason that you and I will go alongside him. You can fight, can you not?" Xehanort asked, a hint of sarcasm in his voice.

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~Haven City; Approaching the Arena~​

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The group continued on, having made it about halfway to the arena.​

Looking into the air, Ratchet noticed two spotlights shining into the sky.​

"There, that must be it. C'mon, let's hurry!" Ratchet said, his head turned to everyone else behind when as he ran forward.​

However, he accidentally bumped into something big and metal before turning around.​

He was pushed back on to the ground hard by whatever he hit.​

When he finally saw what it was, he was struck with an "Oh-Crap" feeling.​

Before them stood three Krimzon Guards, all armed with high-powered rifles.​

"Hey! Watch where you're going, animal!"​

"You listen here-"​

"Ratchet, I do not think it would be wise to talk back to the authorities."​

"The tin can is right, I'd keep your mouth shut if I were you, furball."​

"...Fine. Let's go guys." Ratchet said, walking past the guards.​

The three guards continued in the other direction.​

"Ever since the Baron let the those Pokémon things run loose in the streets, the city's become a damn zoo."​

"Why do people keep calling me that!?"​

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~minutes later~​

The Mercs-In-Training finally reached the arena. It was a large building with an open ceiling, where the two spotlights shined through in an X shape.​

On the entrance door, there was a sign.​

It read: "Looking for competitors. Sign up inside."​

Ratchet smiled confidently.​

"Alright, here's the plan; I'm going to sign up for this and use that match as a distraction while the rest of you sneak into the armory and see what's going on with those shipments."​

"Hold the phone...We don't even know where the hell the armory is."​

"Might I suggest following them?" Clank said, pointing to a group of black-clad characters carrying dark-purple canisters.​

Blue, Gold and Lance immediately recognized the people that were carrying the canisters.​

"Hey, that's-"​

"Team Rocket!"​

"So they're the ones bringing the Dark Eco into the arena...But why?"​

"There's no time to think about that, we have to stop them."​

"You guys get going, I'm gonna go sign up. Don't screw this up."​

"Understood." Lance said.​

Ratchet nodded and walked inside, where the sign up desk was just to the left of him.​

He approached the desk.​

"Yeah, hi, Me and my friend wanna sign up for the tournament. Got any extra slots open?"​

The sign-up clerk turned around to face Ratchet, and revealed that he was a Robot.​

"Yeah, yeah, here. We got one slot left. Pens are over there." The Robot pointed to a table on the other side of the room with a cup of pens.​

Ratchet took the ticket and walked over to the table, where he filled out the sign-up ticket.​

When he sat down, The Robot looked around the room, as if to check if anyone was there, before extending his arm over to Ratchet's back pocket, swiping his wallet.​

He gave a quiet evil giggle as he did this.​

Unfortunately, when he opened the wallet, he was met with not money, but bolts. Lots and lots of bolts.​

"Aww, what the hell? Who keeps bolts in their wallet!?"​

He reached his hand inside, quickly noticing that the wallet went down much deeper than it looked.​

"Hey, this is a deep wallet-WAH!"​

As he reached deeper in, the wallet eventually detected his metallic surface and sucked him inside before closing itself.​

Ratchet finished the ticket and went back up to the desk, but the clerk was gone.​

"Huh...Alright then." He said, leaving the ticket there on the desk.​

He looked down to see that his wallet was also on the floor.​

"Hey, how'd this get here?" He said, picking it up and heading to the arena.​

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~Meanwhile, back outside...~​

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Lance had huddled everyone around to think of a plan.​

"Alright, I think we should try and follow them. It may lead us to the illegal weapons."​

"I agree. But we need to stay quiet about it-Wait a minute, where did Gold go?"​

"Hold it right there, Rocket Scum!!!"​

Gold yelled at the Team Rocket Members.​

"We know all about your illegal weapon upgrades, and we're here to stop you!"​

Lance and Blue facepalmed at this.​

The Team Rocket grunts laughed at Gold's threat.​

"Oh, really? You and what army?"​

"The army of me and my Pokémon! Go, Typhlosion!"​

Gold tossed a Pokéball, releasing Typhlosion.​

"Tyyyy!"​

Lance stepped up next to Gold, Pokéball in hand.​

"And mine. Go, Dragonite!"​

"I'm here too! Go, Arcanine!"​

"Everyone! Watch our backs! The Guards are probably close behind us because of the tournament!"​

The three Team Rocket Grunts sent out Pokémon of their own, a Golem and Crobat and Onix.​

"You can fight all you want. If you beat us, there's four more to replace us!"​

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OOC: If you've got a Pokémon trainer in Haven City, send them this way.
Was going to do more, but my head is pounding and I can't do any more.

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"I can't pilot EVA if all I do is hurt and kill people. I thought I had no choice but to pilot EVA, but I was just lying to myself. "

I scream at your musical numbers.

I thought you did that regardless?

I will devour your souls. And other major organs.

Sorry to hear about that, bro, I hope you get well soon.

When you return we will have Lightning cookies waiting for you. c:

Reserving:

Basara Nekki (Macross 7)

Okay, last couple of reserves then I'm done...probably

Reserving:

Sackboy (LittleBigPlanet)
Zap Brannigan (Futurama)

Weird reserves, I know...