SSFW IV - Round 2 "Child's Play"

[Judge of Power]

Come one, come all. Be put the ultimate test if ever there was one. Welcome to the most innocent challenge of your SSFW career. I am the Judge of Power and I have brought you a particularly evil challenge this week. Enter the mind of a child: a busy toy city overlapping with amusement; a bubble bath adventure with a rubber ducky and a toy ship; a chalk drawing cage; or a crib with a malicious teddy bear. These are the tasks you must complete, along with your favorite childhood games. In this round, you are separated from your teams, or you might be working against them in some cases. If you want to win, you'll have to do it by yourself.

Toy City Turmoil:
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Objective: Hide-and-seek. You must hide from the other participants and make sure you are not tagged. Last person left standing wins. Also, be sure to use the toys to your advantage, you might find they come in handy. You may not leave the city, you are confined to the inner city.
IT: Kyo
Not-IT: Wzrdto25
angel_misuzu
Chrono_Mizaki
Chaser's Apprentice

Food Fight in Sugarland:
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Objective: Remember that old lesson “don’t play with your food?” Well you’re going to have to survive. In the biggest food fight ever, you must take down your opponents and be the last one standing.
Red Team:
Lone Wolf
HappyHeartless
Xuan
Helix: The True Hero

Blue Team:
Venfan
Roxas 1994
IndieJocky
Sora's Shadow


Quacker’s Crib Cage:
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Objective: Mr. Quackers wants to play a game of freeze tag and there’s only one way to win. Be the last person unfrozen. Work together with your friend to stay alive for 5 days.
IT: Mr. Quackers
Not_IT:
Firesnake
ForgottenMemory
rzgrz
Sora the Hero
videogame714


Bubble Bath Adventure:
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Objective: It’s a bubble bath race full of aquatic adventures. Be the first to cross the finish line with your team and you will surely not fail. But keep an eye out of sea monsters, this bubble bath is no picnic, literally.
Green Boat:
UltimaxWeapon
Deadeye
Tidus-Shuyin
Rex

Purple Boat:
ZombiGirl
Yellow Flash
Number13Roxas
shadowaxel



Chalk Full of Magic
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Objective: In the heart of the chalk maze lays a cave. In the middle of the cave set a magical piece of chalk that will let you draw a way out of your prison. You must cross the tangled forest, go over the rough river and climb the malicious mountains to get to the chalk.
Free-for-all:
Sora-Keyblade
Exodus NO.XVII
xaldin's_my_nobody
Niha
Tidus
Olette
KingofHeartsX
Axel never dies
yoyocool

[Tidus Shuyin]

One second Marcus Daimon was on Airship, another one he found himself on some ship or sailing device. He was not an expert on these things, only just an ordinary mortal human, who's destiny was tied up with Digimon called Agumon. Well, if Agumon is going to digivolve here, this ship's done for. This was only the second time, when he had been brought to another place but he already hated it.

"Boss? I don't feel so well..." Marcus woke up like from a daydream. Only now he realized, that he and Agumon was not the only ones on this ship. there were 3 other persons here but none of them was the person, which he met on Airship. Is this mixing up or what? He tried to get on his feet but he fell down as soon as he tried. The waves were shacking the ship and making it to sway.

He noticed something on ground near him. It was a small note left by someone on this ship:

Win them or be the monster food!

"That explains everything!" Marcus said aloud. Then, he tried to look up for another ship in the water but nothing could be seen. For now. That means: For now they were in the lead... or in the back.

[Rex]

Renji opened his eyes and felt his body moving like he was on a boat. The last thing he remembered was he was fighting a kid and was pinned between two cubes...now he was on a boat. He got up and looked at what looked like sea water. "Please tell me this is not what I think it is" Renji said as he saw all the bubbles floating up into the sky. "Where in a bath tube...and we are going to have to find a way to the other side I guess" Renji said as he felt his stomach do back flips.

"Oh god...I hate boats" Renji said as he leaned over the edge and throw up onto the side of the boat. "Why did this boat have to be Green" Renji said as he felt more vomit enter is mouth as he throw up again. “Why is it always carrots….I don’t even like carrots” Renji said as he turned and sat back down. I never signed p for this” Renji said as he looked around the boat. It was small.

He could see that it was another team change. “Great…more people I have to work with” Renji said. He remembered that his last team didn’t even show up so he was all alone…this time….he wouldn’t even try to help his team mates. After what happened. He wasn’t about to trust anyone. He stood up and throw up over the side of the boat again.

[Sora The Hero]

A blue light shown in front of Vegeta's face as he was once again transported.

"I don't have time for this........" he angrily thought, as he found himself in a cage. An animalistic cage. He could see a gray doll, a bird of some kind. And there were 4 more people in this hellhole with him. He recognized one as his previous opponent.

The first, a blonde headed boy in a black robe, was looking around curiously. He seemed lost, as did the other 3. It seemed the Saiyan Prince was going to be working alone in this round. Just how he liked it of course, Vegeta had always worked alone.

The next opponent was a demented looking sort of man, with a bowler hat on top of his head. He seemed accustomed to this kind of place, but Vegeta learned never to judge a book by it's cover.

Then there came the green thing, with it's robe, the thing looked like a wrinkled pile of Jell-O. "It's looks like Babbiti almost" Vegeta thought, as he remembered the similarities between Babbiti and the alien standing in front of him.

Before he had a chance to look at the girl, a voice came from nowhere. "You have 5 days to survive." the sinister voice said as the group looked around, as if to find the cause. "You may work together, and defeat evil Quacker's the Duck, or you may feast each other alive. It does not matter. The only way to win is to be the last one untagged. Because you see, this is a Special game of Freeze Tag. MWAHAHAHAHA!" and the voice went away.

[Helix: The True Hero]

Axel felt so... helpless; out of his element. But adaptation was his trump card, and in this card game, everything counted. Good thing the Nobody could keep a good poker face.

"Just when you think you know everything," he sighed, then followed up with a chuckle bubbling with amusement, and touched with anxiety. There was hardly any cover here; everything felt so out-in-the-open and made him feel as vulnerable as the child and his wondering little mind. Only a small, hut-like abode was perched atop a hill not too far away. It contrasted its frivolous and playful coloring with the monochrome sky. If there were ever a time to snap a portrait, this would be the perfect time and place.

But there were more... "serious" things to worry about for the time being. Axel knew, deep in the inner workings of his emotionless and non-existent heart, that his ability to survive in this smoke-and-mirrors place depended deeply on his cooperation with the others fighters with which he had been grouped. Personally he hated the whole lot of them - yet another ploy Axel used against his own lack of emotion - but his knowledge of the situation and the hazards he may face sided him with the notion that he'd just have to get over it for now.

There was work to be done. Time to light some candles.

[Chrono Mizaki]

'Choo Choo' came a strange sound. A sound that was all familiar to Johnny, a familiarity that takes him back far into his childhood. 'Daddy, Can I have a train?' was those lines that he remembered so fondly, putting a chesire-cat like smile across his face in his sleep that was so visible even through his balaclava. Yet a loud crash was felt, sending a jolt up Johnny. He shot up from his slumber and instantaneously pulled out his .45 Magnum from his hoister at the side of his leg. But he paused for a moment, he knew that it was unwise to pull the trigger so blindly as he could shoot any civilian unintentionally.

His eyes has widened, not with shock and fear that has been haunting him in those last two rounds, but with no words that could describe what he's feeling. He went through a disturbing and frightening pirate ship, and a saddening and depressing sunken city, which he has already accepted. But the toy world he refused to believe. Johnny almost felt that he might have been taking too much morphine. “Urgh, I need help” he muttered to himself, yet a childish voice said so otherwise.

“I won't do that if I was you. You're in a game now”

Johnny turned a full 180 degrees turn in apprehension of the random voice that replied back to his muttering, yet he has found no one there. The childish voice still continued...

“If you get caught, you'll LOOOOSE. Bye”

And the mysterious childish voice just disappeared. What did that voice mean by a 'game'?

[Tidus Shuyin]

Renji opened his eyes and felt his body moving like he was on a boat. The last thing he remembered was he was fighting a kid and was pinned between two cubes...now he was on a boat. He got up and looked at what looked like sea water. "Please tell me this is not what I think it is" Renji said as he saw all the bubbles floating up into the sky. "Where in a bath tube...and we are going to have to find a way to the other side I guess" Renji said as he felt his stomach do back flips.

"Oh god...I hate boats" Renji said as he leaned over the edge and throw up onto the side of the boat. "Why did this boat have to be Green" Renji said as he felt more vomit enter is mouth as he throw up again. “Why is it always carrots….I don’t even like carrots” Renji said as he turned and sat back down. I never signed p for this” Renji said as he looked around the boat. It was small.

He could see that it was another team change. “Great…more people I have to work with” Renji said. He remembered that his last team didn’t even show up so he was all alone…this time….he wouldn’t even try to help his team mates. After what happened. He wasn’t about to trust anyone. He stood up and throw up over the side of the boat again.

Marcus looked as someone besides him had woken up on this ship or boat or... yeah. He still was confused from all this. As he noticed, man did not feel good - from only one guess Marcus could tell, that man is seasick. Somewhere near him, he heard one more throwing up. Marcus looked at the second one, who turned out to be... Agumon??? "Agumon? You are seasick?" Marcus just stared, in shock. "If you mean word "seasick" by funny feeling in my stomach and seeing my last meal, then yeah boss, I am "seasick"." Agumon replied.

Marcus gave his attention again to man, who had just awoken. "Hey, I am Marcus Daimon." He started to talk. Not the best start but that is only thing we've got here. He was feeling revealied, that he was not seasick. Long rides with DATS Motorboat had prooven it.

[HappyHeartless]

There was a brief flash and then the scenery changed completely. Suddenly the smell of sweat, late nights, sour wine and old leather filled the air; a smell everyone who knew her, which wasn’t a lot, was very familiar with. Delirium stood knee deep in soft, white and sweet cream, and while she couldn’t smell the odor her own body seemed to dispense she could definitely smell the thousand other smells this new place had to offer; candy and food. Loads of it.

At first what she registered with her green and blue eyes looked a lot like her home, like her realm of dementia. She started recognizing the little things and realized this was not it though, despite all the ill matching colors. Her jaws slowly grew slack as her mouth opened wide and her head turned left and right, up and down and all around. Her eyes danced in their sockets, not standing still for a single moment.
She was excited.

Delirium was at times, despite her state of deep insanity, capable of a few clarifying moments of lucidity, but she knew herself the second her mind started registering the things around her that she would not be capable of this today. She saw marshmallows, truffles, different forms of caramel, cotton candy, bubblegum, jellyfish, jelly beans and just plain old jelly. There were different types of cake, chocolate bars, bread, butter, jam and raisins.
Everything.

”AHhHHH!”
A brief scream escaped Deliriums lips as she couldn’t hold still any longer. She ran forward, cream splashing everywhere, and then bent down to pick up a large jelly bean. Then suddenly her eye caught an extra delightful looking marshmallow and she ran towards that one instead. Before she made it there though, she caught the smell of apples dipped in chocolate, and her entire being stopped dead and turned around to find this new joy. Before she could take even a single step she saw a tiny gingerbread house.
”LiKe fRoM thAt sTorY wItH thAt wOmaN wHo, ehM, WaS thIs tHinG!”

The excitement and myriad of thoughts surfacing at the same time was just too much for poor, little Delirium. She fell down to her knees while laughing hysterically and gleefully and the same time. The frantic tone of her erratic voice revealed it all; Delirium was really, really happy.

[Chaser's Apprentice]

A pluvial soliloquy – the overcast sky garnished that which laid beneath with a convulsion of its tears. Clearly, the divine deities reposed in their Shangri-la above could not help but feel sorry over this comatose, castaway place. But mental sensibility could not be deemed reliable. Alas, these waterworks were rendered ersatz, fraudulent feelings. After all, why would anybody feel sorrow over a child?

Sequestered from the dreary rain, Rogue's stork-like posture drove itself onward, head bowed, her black fedora hat dipping in the manner of a western counterpart. She fluidly began to steer herself down somber ways, enchanted ways of asphalt. Her steep ascent led to a soft knoll. A fog as black as a lethal premonition clouded all that Rogue could see, save for various barely visible profiles of trees, one short of an ennean. She had a new audience now. They were delighted in such despondence, such novelty that illuminated their countenance as she approached. They threw their shadows upon Rogue's visage, their omniscience deluging over her as though buckets of water trying to smother a hot, raging fire. Soon, everything that she knew would turn to ash.

The sticky glaze of air that congealed upon the bloodless riffraff had begun to curl, braiding and pulling ever so gently over itself into corkscrews. The scene was clearing now, as was the sky. A fusion of dimensions must have caused such a bold transition: this current stage yet to be seen by Rogue and the dead metropolis so named Laputa.

Rogue's vision was returning to her. She lifted her head up into the now visible sky, staring into what naught belonged to her. The lucid canopy reflected back the sun's face, bursting with a bright turbulence. How vane. How narcissistic the sun was, admiring itself in its own exclusive mirror, this empty horizon of a chic, cerulean color. When Rogue's head lowered, she was capsized in a sudden, sick realization. She now resided in some Goliath child's playpen, and she one of the toys. This was not her only trepidation, however.

“Claire?” Rogue pivoted at the hinges of her knees, “Lulu, where 're you at?”
She was alone.

-fin-

[kyo]

Blindness is not a pleasant state to wake up to. The experience of regaining consciousness only to find that you are tied to a chair that has been set in the midst of nine sleeping lions is not much better, but when you come to and realize that you are unable to see, you are allowed to scream.

"ONE!"

The word escaped from his mouth in a rather rude manner. The phrase "HELP! I AM UNABLE TO SEE" possessed the right of way and was clearly ahead of the word "one" in the conversational queue. The numerical value rushed forth from his lips without conscious thought.

"TWO!"

Buckle my shoe

Neither the thought nor the dictation was his own. Clearly he had lost his ability to speak - and to form his own thoughts. "WHAT IS HAPPENING TO ME?" was his original intent, but it was becoming abundantly clear that he would not be able to utter anything other than an increasing numerical sequence.

His hands, he quickly discovered, were not bound in any way. They began probing the surface that he lay upon. He instantly recognized the texture of grass, and discovered that a shrub was located above his left shoulder. He was no longer stationed upon the glowing platform that had taken him here - wherever "here" was. Speculations of the location of his "teammate" arose, but he seriously doubted that even if Rex was around that he would render any assistance at all - though he might have been wrong.

"THREE!"

Genuine fear washed over him; no attempt to speak had been made. In his desperation, his hands flew to his mouth. Surprise would have been an understatement compared to the emotion he felt when he discovered that there was a strange material that encompassed his face, leaving his nose and mouth exposed.
His head had been mummified!

Frantically, he began tearing at the strips of cloth.

NO PEEKING

The command had a petrifying effect. The adrenaline that had been coursing through his veins subsided and his hands slipped off of his face.

"FOUR!"

Shut the door

What is happening to me?

You're it.

It? Is this hide and seek?

Silly human. Everyone knows that you count to ten in hide-and-seek.

"FIVE!"

"SIX!"

Pick up sticks.

Struggling was useless.

"SEVEN!"

"EIGHT!"

Lay them straight.

"NINE!"

"TEN!"

Kill all your friends

[Axel never dies]

Black WarGraymon Rose from the ground. "Huh? What happened? I was around a forest and now I'm..." Black WarGraymon looked around and notice the area he was in. "Looks like some one drew this place...from the looks of things they are not very talented." Black WarGraymon thought t himself as he looked around seeing if anyone he knew was around him.

Black WarGraymon soon began to walk. "What now?" He said as e walked and soon found a forest with trees that looked more like triangles than trees. "Hm wonder what happens if I do this?" He thought to himself as he rose his claw and gave out a slash to the triangle tree. The tree broke but it did not lose it's form. "Huh, guess that it wont lose it's form from which it is drew on." He said as he walked deeper in to the forest that were covered in triangulable trees.

[Chaser's Apprentice]

Reality had composed itself into a strange composition, its melody written in irregular form and a queer, exalted technique. Painfully colorful trinkets and toys were randomly strewn over the land, making this music incoherent and uncoordinated like horribly dismembered human remains. Just like these childish novelties, this rhapsody of tales was recited in inconceivable, ripping forces. They were caricatures with their various deformities and crooked, ludicrous features dilated to maximum extent – quite literally when speaking of these toys.

Rogue stepped lightly, though every note she made with every stride she took had expanded the crack in this harmony more every time. From within this muted requiem there was a division between dimensions where proportions clashed in asymmetric harmony. Either Rogue had become bite-sized or everything around her had become a behemoth. Which ever choice, neither was a favorable diversion. This was a joke.

Her rough demeanor was punctured with creases and puckers, gathering at her lean cheeks like curtains. She rolled her arms into her sleeves, trying to avoid the icy fingers that dabbed at this cockeyed piano or plucked at the strings of this oblique harpsichord that conducted this music.

“Yurr jokin' me, ain't ya?”
Rogue continued her rigid gait into this town where every structure was constructed of Legos. Rogue felt an uncanny nostalgia here to her toddler and adolescent years when her life wasn't so complicated. Her swagger wouldn't be penetrated by childish things, however. Although this town did evoke a certain grisliness. It was like a carnival on its opening day, though nobody was here. The playful sounds and vivid colors lingered, however, just waiting in anticipation for somebody, anybody, to play with.

"Don't lookit me like dat!"
Rogue shot a fleeting glance at the goliath teddy-bear who's googly-eyes had been ogling her these last minutes. Such giddy antics conjured up a jaunty, whimsical refrain to the song of Rogue's life. The rest, however, had been some silly tune dedicated to some stupid metaphorical analogy to some equally stupid proverb of love – something that Rogue will never know. She wished that it would end, that the grand denouement would come so that she wouldn't experience life's lyrics ever again. But it remained penultimate – forever. The music of life's carousel continued in choppy refrains, pouring into Rogue's head.

It made her ears bleed.

-fin-

[Roxas 1994]

MegaMan’s vision withered once again, returning to the pungent, lackluster sanctum he was beginning to grow used to. The abnormal, addicting tingling sensation this deceitful darkness brought upon was almost too much for the young boy to expose. He felt nauseous beyond undomesticated expectations. His vital organs thrashed within his resistant body, forcing the blue bomber to yield to its supreme authority. The Gods we manipulating him as a mere instrument in these games of bloodshed, and his superior intellect somehow knew this blunt fact.

I don’t like being used! I won’t give up!

Reality and his absolute dreams started to intertwine with one another, conjuring an exclusively diverse realm. The azure guardian could experience a exotic substance tarnish his pale, injured face. However, the surface his insensible frame was situated upon was not rough; it was as if he was lying on an marvelous cushion of some fashion.

The boy immediately unfastened his exhausted russet eyes, his crimson visor protecting his imperative view. Through the enchanting mirror of the eyeshade, a white, chalky matter was positioned right underneath his existence. The outlandish stable earth was completely indefinite to the young man, but a few particles of the concentrate somehow managed to creep inside his dehydrated mouth.

A tremendous bitter taste stained the glands dwelling within his mouth, increasing the adrenaline residing in his strapping structure. The material was utterly sweet, giving the child an adolescent sugar rush. His cranium was purely reflecting on the syrupy residue, captivated by its complex flavor.

It’s... sugar? The ground is made out of sugar.

The wandering gaze of the competitor hastily nudged upwards, analyzing every diminutive aspect of the infant wonderland he was currently in. The land was covered with candy, sugar, and a multitude of various sweets that could have easily decomposed the human teeth into nothingness. To his maturing psyche, this was almost a stimulating illusion come true.

“But this can’t be real,” Geo Stelar vocally announced as he selected a violet gumdrop from the harmonious floor. “Not without a catch.”

[Sora's Shadow]

The first time, Shikamaru was sure he was trapped in a genjutsu, He tried to dispel it, but of course it didnt work. Then he though he was in a dream-like nightmare and pinched himself. Hard. Then he went totally crazy.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Few people knew it, but he hated candy. It was like his Kriptonite. He was waist-deep into a lake of chocolate milk and he quickly jumped out. He felt so sticky and disgusting, his pants sticking onto him like a second skin. He shivered, trying to block out the smell of candy, so much candy that it made him dizzy.

Everywhere he went, candy was the only thing he saw. Even the hut-like structure nearby was obviously made of candy. He cringed. The smell was intoxicating and he felt nauseated.

Oh great. Candy. how troublesome. How will I defend myself like this. The smell wouldnt let me think.

Suddenly, he heard a a voice that hadnt been there before. He turned and saw a boy, or a man, more like in between, in blue armor. He seemed to be staring at the ground. Shikamaru tensed. He wasnt sure if it was friend or foe and as the figure clad in blue selected a rock and looked at it, he did the same. Candy. Of course. In disgust, he threw it. Unfortunately, it hit the blue-clad figure on the head.

Just my luck. This candy is messing with my judgement.

[IndieJocky]

The bright light of the majestic floating castle was there. He was sure of it. The fresh open air filled his nostrils but the next it was gone again. All his senses had been blocked. He floated through an expansion of darkness. Neku closed his eyes finding no reason to have them open. He felt nothing yet he knew everything.
"Am I.. dead?"
No one spoke from the darkness but slowly a light began to consume him once again. A familiar voice reached out from the last bit of darkness.
"Hehe, silly Neku. Not yet."
Neku let out a small smile as he began to open his eyes to the twilight that was this world.
"Josh-"
His voice was cut off as the last of the darkness disappeared and he began fall to the earth. The air rushed around him and his senses opened to a cornucopia of smells. The euphoria reminded him of WildKat. The moment ended though when he crashed to the ground. The impact sent a shock through his body even though it was padded slightly. As he regained control over his body he felt that his body was covered in a strange and heavy substance. As he got up it slid off of him in a torrent.
"Ughh..."
As he opened his eyes fully he looked around to see a new world. A much stranger location. All around him a white powder covered the ground. Large hills rolled in the horizon dotted by colorful rocks. Then he noticed something as he focused closer he could see that they weren't rocks but jelly beans.
"What?"
He looked around the strange new world at the confusion that behold him.
Lollipop trees, candy-cane branches, and jellybean bushes? What the hell?
A sudden voice in his head ripped him from his observation. The same sensation of Dixiefrogs kicking at his skull. The pressure would not stop."
"PLAY WITH YOUR FOOD!" Fight with the food! That's the only way you can win! Hahahaha, have fun!!!"
The pressure disappeared as the voice began to fade inside of his head. Neku got up slowly from the ground. In the distance he could see a small house and a figure walking about. He laughed a bit to himself as the reality of the situation set in.
"Food fight anyone?"
He began to walk slowly towards the hut hoping to find a friend.

[Xuan]

He woke up from his dream with a start. In the dream he was fighting for dear life when a colossal steel arm tried to crush the life out of him, his master and probably ally out of range, his youthful strength diminishing by the second...

"Where am I?" Luke stared at his strange surroundings, uncomprehending. His mind quickly worked out that none of his current memories are dreams, but the world around him is... impossible.

He shook flakes of white of his hands and feet, but try as he might there's some sticky substance that he couldn't get rid off. Annoyance was quick to surface then suppressed, his youth beginning to affect his Jedi composure. Sometimes he wondered ironically whether one must be old to be one with the Force completely, and what was the point then, if by then you cannot wield it?

His mind has returned, but his eyes are not changing the scenery. He was still staring at bushes of chocolate, trees of candy bars, biscuit pavements, jelly coconuts of yellow, and houses. Houses composed completely from sweets.

"What the heck...?" His jaws fell open as he took in everything in an instant, standing senselessly against the cold, sweet wind. He stared once again at his sticky fingers and licked the thumb. Sugar. The young man began to shake his head with a sigh, trying to make sense of what is and what not, "My head's gonna explode seeing these crazy stuff. Where is Han when you need his jokes?"

[KingofheartsX]

"WHAAAATT!!!!!!!!!!!!" Luffy yelled as what he thought his right hand was gripping was an antennae that was on top of the airship was actually a tree branch.
Luffy looked from side to side, "What...Where...This....I'M LOST!!!!!" he cried as he let go of the twig, his eyes began to water up as the tears almost began to fall down his rubbery cheeks. Luffy began scratching his head and stretching his cheeks trying to figure out what had happened and how he had got there.
Looking around he could tell that he was now in a forest. Something about it though didn't seem right, Luffy could almost grasp it.."I got it" Luffy said snapping his fingers, "there's no animals!" Confident in his assessment of the situation Luffy began looking around still trying to figure out how he got here.
"Well most likely I was transported, but why?"
Luffy thought to himself. "Well no point standing around might as well walk around."
He walked two feet before a vine lying on the ground began to twist and wrap around his foot.
"AHHH, a snake!" Luffy yelled, he quickly jumped up and grabbed a nearby tree and managed to get his foot out of the vine's grip.
He hugged the tree as if it was a matter of life and death, his eyes were closed and his teeth were chattering like crazy. But something had made him open his eyes in time to see that it wasn't a snake, instead it was a vine.
"A Snake-Vine?" Luffy said as he climbed to the other branch on the tree so as he was at a safe distance from it.

"What is this place?" Luffy whispered to himself. The faint sound of water excited him and threw him out of his train of thought, what little of it there was.
"Water that means Ocean and that means Pirates, which mean A SHIP!!!!!" Luffy jumped in excitement, he quickly began running towards the sound of water.

[Yellow Flash]

Peter smiled slightly as his body slowly started to disappear. They had reached the power core in time, and he was now going home. He felt a tingly sensation in his stomach as his particles suddenly disappeared and he was whipped away. As he traveled through space and time, against his will. His thoughts were filled with seeing his family again, and returning to his job as a nurse. These delightful thoughts of peace and happiness were soon shattered as a portal opened in the sky and Peter came falling out of space, and landed onto a purple, toy-boat. What the hell? Peter thought as he pulled himself up. He glanced around where he had landed. It seemed that the gods who controlled the portals had decided to test him once again.

But what test…. Peter wondered as he felt a hat that had appeared upon his head, he took it off and looked at it. It was clearly a sea-farer’s hat and it had the words, “Captain” upon it. It also had a note inside it, which Peter grabbed and pulled open. Written upon the damp parchment, the note said: You have been pulled into the world of a child…A race you must win with your team…If you want to get out of here… As the words reregistered in Peter’s mind, he suddenly realized that he was not alone on this ship sailing in a sea of some kind, around him, scattered around the ship were three other people, although they appeared asleep for now.

A race…but what… Peter’s thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a spray of sea water that erupted over the side of the ship, making him look in that direction. Across from him, sailing in the same water, was another ship of green design and he could clearly see two people on it working together to sail the ship. Of course…we have to beat the other ship… Peter suddenly realized, as the green ship pulled ahead of him. But what do I know of sailing?....I was trained as a nurse to look after people…. It suddenly occurred to Peter, that he could fly out of here easily, as he got ready to take off, he happened to glance at his unknown team mates, and his unnerving empathy kicked in.

I can’t just leave them….they need me… No matter his desire for self-survival, and to get home, Peter’s sense of right and wrong prevailed. It was what had lead him to serve as a nurse in the first place, his ability to care for people and his nature of trying to save the ones who could not be saved, kept him rooted to the spot. I guess it’s up to me for now…. Peter thought as he jumped into the water, grabbed the back of the boat and started kicking his legs as fast as his super speed would allow. “You better watch out…” He muttered as his ship slowly started catching up with the green boat already far ahead of him.

[Misuzu]

So it's a game? Pathetic. These were the blatant words Lucy thought when she had listened in on 'it's' aloud speaking, counting until the number of ten. She had instantly recognized the childish game, and had run off to take in cover. As a more lone child long ago, she never really had wanted or was 'let in' to other childrens' games, because she was so different. Kids used to fear her and shun her away. In her past, the taunting teases and stares would always get to her head and horrid things would occur soon after. But in present day, she brushed it off like a foreign, meaningless fly in her face.

She sprinted around the larger-than-life arena and her blazen crimson eyes scanned the area, desperate for a shelter. She wasn't running because she thought this was amusing to her senses, but a voice had boomed in her ears a little while ago, warning her of what would happen if she were to be found. The end didn't seem so good, so she ran on. Isn't there one damn crevice I could hide that doesn't involve idiotic fun shapes? All the enlarged toys seemed to have some sort of spot that would reveal her being, and so far, her luck was starting to cascade down the drain. Drain - That's it.

A glimmering, yet dark and sullen drain in the corner of the drawn-on street caught her glance and she instantly ran towards it as if it were her last lifeline. She gripped the tray with strong pale hands and shoved it to the side, and hopped in. Perfect. It was dark enough to shield her body, and low enough below the ground so that no one would guess someone or something was hidden in the shadows. She tugged at the tray and quickly, yet silently re-covered the drain, and crouched down in the darkest corner like an animal, waiting, wishing, and hoping 'it' would not dare find her.

All she had to grasp on to was hope. And maybe it wouldn't fail her this time.

[Wzrdto25]

Maka touched ground on a busy street. A honking horn made her zoom around and she swerved to avoid it. With Soul strapped to her back she jumped out of the way of another speeding car. She made a break for the sidewalk but was cut off by a zooming car. It slammed into her and she closed her eye. No pain, just her, floating in darkness. She sighed heavily and opened her eyes to find a pile of huge legos a few feet from her. She walked steadily over to it and found it was the car that had collided with her. She spun and caught a glimpse of her surroundings. Fake trees, giant slinkys. She couldn't believe it, she was in Toy heaven. She smiled as bobble heads passed her on the street. A toy car zoomed passed and honked its horn at her. "Soul, this is amazing, it's like a childhood dream." Soul didn't speak and she looked down at him, worriedly. "Soul?" Soul shook under her touch and she almost dropped him. "Maka, I don't trust this place, especially in a competition as important as this. What would they send us here for." She sighed and strapped Soul to her back, waving to more toys as she passed them on the street. She made her way down a quieter street and found a huge tower made of wooden blocks. She smirked. "Soul is this some kind of nightmare for you. Having to face your childhood all over again." Soul laughed. "Hardly, this is just something I find very creepy. Where's our assignment anyway? There has to be some point in sending us to this hell." Maka was about to speak when a little note floated down from the sky and drifted into her hands.

She scrolled it open and found it's contents expected. "Dear Maka and Soul, you have reached round 2, a high honor if there ever was one. I am the Judge of Power and this is your second challenge. There is a player by the name of Sylar, a murderous foe who will stop at nothing to get his prey. I have created a little game" Soul cut her reading short. "Sylar was that evil dude after us before, the one with the icicles and loud noises." Maka nodded. "This game entails that you play hide-and-seek with this man, he is IT and should her find you, plain and simple you lose." Maka was already running, pushing past crowds of moving toys. She found a huge building made of bricks int he distance and made her way to it. "No offense Soul, but I don't really feel like letting that guy find me." She pushed harder until she was practically sweating. She reached the building just ten seconds later, huffing and puffing under the stress. She slid open the door with a minor hassle and found a lady with huge cheeks at the front desk. "Hi welcome to the regency hotel, my name's Susan." Maka almost cursed. "A hotel?" The lady moved forward. "Well yes, we're the fanciest in Toy City might I be so kind as to offer you a room?" Maka put on her biggest fake smile. "No sorry, must've taken a wrong turn or something. You see there's this guy, big and wears black, scary looking guy, who's after me and my, well let's just it a hoe." Maka giggled inside her head. Soul, look, you're a hoe. "Well, see I'm a poor little farming girl and my daddy bought me this." Her lie was quite convincing, she backed it up with feeling and facial expressions. "Say no more my dear" said the Lady cutting her off. "I will have a room on the top floor ready for you, my treat." Maka cheered inside her head. "I warn you though, don't tell him I'm here if her comes looking." The lady smiled politely. "I would never."

Susan handed her the keys and she took the elevator, which was made of solid glass. Soul appeared back in human form and smacked her in the head. "I'm a hoe now? What kind of game are you playing at." Maka laughed then turned her head to face him. "Soul, whenever we would play Hide-and-seek as kids, what's the first thing they'd tell us." Soul pondered it for a moment and then gasped. "Always hide in plain sight, they'll never expect it." Maka smiled as the doors shot open. They were on a huge floor and the it opened into a living room. "Say what you want, but whoever the kid who made this is, has quite a good imagination." Soul smiled. "You think we're shrunk or something?" Maka sighed and crossed the room to sit on one of the sofas. "Soul there's really no need to be so grumpy, just cause we're in a hell of a lot of trouble if that guy murders us, I mean tags us. And there's really no explanation for this but that we're shrunk in some kids imagination, made to be his toys." Soul thought it over then crossed into another room, full of chips and soda, piling over with cushions and stuffed animals. "The imagination stops in the living room" he yelled back. Maka got up and found the next room was a giant swimming pool of chocolate milk. "This kid has a sweet tooth." Maka found the bedroom and laid on the comfortable cushion and turned on the TV. "Blech kiddy stuff. On second though I hope he comes soon, I'm itching for a fight.

[Axel never dies]

Deeper and deeper Black WarGraymon went in side of the tangled forest. Ever turn he took nothing but triangles trees were there. He growled as he saw more and more trees. "This place I don't like it! It makes me want to destroy it!" He thought to himself as he took a step back and looked at his claws.

He gave out a loud violent roar. "Dramon Killer!" He said as he slashed at the tangled forest trees. From a birds eye view all you saw was trees falling one by one. Black Wargraymon was getting mad. "I want out of here!" He yelled out as he continued clawing away at the trees in the forest that he is in.

Once a few minutes passed and around Black WarGraymon was nothing standing for miles. "That's all the trees that were in my way." He thought to himself as he walked forward and soon heard a waterfall. The water fall sounded mad as if it was a raging water fall. "Water, I must be getting close to a high point in this place."Black WarGraymon looked around in search of it but it was not in sight. "I must still be far from it from were I stand." He thought to himself as he walked north from were he stood.

He soon got to a point were the trees were back and the place was not emptied like he left the other part. "Huh better do this again!" He yelled out as he gave out a loud roar slashing out at the trees. "This can't be!" He thought to himself as he saw that his slash did not leave a mark on the tree what so ever. "I guess that I have to pass by it like this." Black Wargraymon thought to himself as he walked more and more, the waterfall was getting louder adn louder with ever ten minutes that passed.

[Xuan]

Luke Skywalker may be a Jedi Master, but he still retains his childhood at hand. Complete with heart and innocence, he now scoops up a square flat purple biscuit the size of a skateboard and flung it at his enemy.

"... Never thought I'd want to commit suicide." Luke muttered, reminiscing the moment he'd known of Mara's death. Or Ben's. The helplessness and anger and damn the entire Dark side of the Force! But never this. This is just so... humiliating. It was a direct result to his actions as he controlled desperately the ever blooming desire to whip out his lightsaber and swing it like a madman (Teenage hormones! Eighteen years old body does wonders still), while throwing sweets and candies at his opponent. Foodfight, huh?

"If only I know who did this to me..." Luke gritted his teeth and fought on.

Oh yes, his opponent. Ten minutes ago, he had found a strange looking metal man, or cyborg, which does reminded him slightly about C-3PO, and yet completely different. His first impulse was to call upon the Force, but shock zap through him when he found out they did not come. He then checked his lightsaber. Everything was intact and functional, but for some stupid reason the device ain't working as well!

Through sheer chance he Force-grabbed a random nearby giant candy bar and throw it, only now noticing that his Force power worked on the items. A few seconds later, his superior intellect - if not experience - told him a staggering, mindblowing, earth shattering, death defying truth.

Foodfight.

And that is what going throughout this strange haven.

[Firesnake]

The ground felt soft underneath his touch as he woke up. He clenched his hand into a fist and slowly arose and opened his eyes to his grey surroundings. Where the heck am I? He thought as he took in what seemed a gigantic children's crib filled with some of the weirdest people he had ever seen in his life. Colors everywhere seemed to fade as a large shadow was cast over them. He slowly turned around to see a giant duck doll like thing loom over them.

Into the eyes of the doll he looked and he could see the evil that haunted its soul. Frozen to the ground he stared at the duck as an incorporeal voice spoke. "You have 5 days to survive." The voice started as Demyx looked around who may have spoken. "You may work together, and defeat evil Quackers the Duck, or you may feast each other alive. It does not matter. The only way to win is to be the last one untagged. Because you see, this is a Special game of Freeze Tag. MWAHAHAHAHA!" Silence returned to the crib as the Doll above them slowly started moving.

Taken aback by this movement, he stumbled back until he stood beside the group. For the first time in ages he spoke again, and heroic it wasn't in the least. "I think it would be a smart thing to get out of here, you know .... before that Quackers thingie tags us." With this said, he spun around and ran as fast as he could over the soft structure of the crib. Why do things like this keep happening to me?

[Yellow Flash]

Peter smiled slightly as his body slowly started to disappear. They had reached the power core in time, and he was now going home. He felt a tingly sensation in his stomach as his particles suddenly disappeared and he was whipped away. As he traveled through space and time, against his will. His thoughts were filled with seeing his family again, and returning to his job as a nurse. These delightful thoughts of peace and happiness were soon shattered as a portal opened in the sky and Peter came falling out of space, and landed onto a purple, toy-boat. What the hell? Peter thought as he pulled himself up. He glanced around where he had landed. It seemed that the gods who controlled the portals had decided to test him once again.

But what test…. Peter wondered as he felt a hat that had appeared upon his head, he took it off and looked at it. It was clearly a sea-farer’s hat and it had the words, “Captain” upon it. It also had a note inside it, which Peter grabbed and pulled open. Written upon the damp parchment, the note said: You have been pulled into the world of a child…A race you must win with your team…If you want to get out of here… As the words reregistered in Peter’s mind, he suddenly realized that he was not alone on this ship sailing in a sea of some kind, around him, scattered around the ship were three other people, although they appeared asleep for now.

A race…but what… Peter’s thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a spray of sea water that erupted over the side of the ship, making him look in that direction. Across from him, sailing in the same water, was another ship of green design and he could clearly see two people on it working together to sail the ship. Of course…we have to beat the other ship… Peter suddenly realized, as the green ship pulled ahead of him. But what do I know of sailing?....I was trained as a nurse to look after people…. It suddenly occurred to Peter, that he could fly out of here easily, as he got ready to take off, he happened to glance at his unknown team mates, and his unnerving empathy kicked in.

I can’t just leave them….they need me… No matter his desire for self-survival, and to get home, Peter’s sense of right and wrong prevailed. It was what had lead him to serve as a nurse in the first place, his ability to care for people and his nature of trying to save the ones who could not be saved, kept him rooted to the spot. I guess it’s up to me for now…. Peter thought as he jumped into the water, grabbed the back of the boat and started kicking his legs as fast as his super speed would allow. “You better watch out…” He muttered as his ship slowly started catching up with the green boat already far ahead of him.


It seemed to Peter that his legs had been working overtime, and he had been kicking for hours. When in fact it had only been minutes; however he kept at it if only to get a small lead on the green boat that was happily bobbing up and down in front of him. He grinned as a few minutes later he passed the green boat. This sailing thing isn’t so hard… He joked to himself as he decreased his speed a bit, however he suddenly felt something tugging at his feet. He was scared for a moment and then laughed out loud. Of course fish…it is water… This thought reassured the young man for a few seconds, until he felt serrated teeth ripping at his legs. Before any errant thought had entered his mind, he found himself on the boat breathing heavily as his leg slowly healed. He quickly evaluated that his powers had kicked in, and he had flew onto the ship.

Sharks? Peter wondered as he looked over the edge of his small boat. As he looked over a giant shark about eight metres long jumped up and almost bit off his nose. Peter stumbled backwards, shocked that something that big existed in these waters. Now that Peter wasn’t pushing the boat anymore, it had ground to a stop, and the green ship was slowly catching up. Without realizing it, Peter had started pacing across the ship. Back and forth, back and forth, he went, trying to think of what to do now. The thought of escaping to the skies to save himself came to Peter’s mind once again. The sweet thought of seeing his family, of seeing his mother again, was hard to resist. Maybe… But before he could finish that thought, his glance lighted upon his sleeping team mates lying on the boat, and his sense of right and wrong suddenly came upon him again. I can’t….I can’t leave these people to their fate, no matter how much I want to go home… Peter reasoned with himself as he continued pacing.

He was trying to think of way to move the ship without getting into the water and having to push again. It’s not that he was afraid of the sharks; it just was that Peter wasn’t sure whether his healing abilities included being eating. “There has to be a way…there has to be…” As Peter continued to pace, he suddenly remembered when he was trapped in Jesse’s body. Could it be possible that I got sound manipulation…. He wondered. His body had stopped pacing as his mind raced with the possibilities, of a new ability. Another one of Peter’s traits was that he had always wanted to be special to help people, and the possibility of a new power intrigued and excited him. “Might as well try…” He whispered as he pointed his mouth at the sails and opened his mouth, while thinking of Jesse. He suddenly screamed out a wordless yell; and as he yelled invisible sound waves came roaring out of his throat and hit the sails, filling them with wind from Peter’s yell. The boat then rocked forward at a marvelous speed, as Peter shut his mouth and started to breathe heavily. “Awesome…” He panted. “Yet painful…”

[Judge of Power]

Unlike the Judge of Wisdom I do not sit back and allow you to get away with what you want. Here's a spells to increase the fun, for me anyway.

Toy City comes alive,
Leave these taggers with a huge surprise,
Tear the good out of every toy,
Let them attack both girl and boy,


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[rzgrz]

As Yoda began to channel his energy toward the creatures a bright light distracted him. It enshrouded him to a point to where all he could do is keep his hands over his face. Once the lights started to dim, he could feel a diferent presence within the area. A turmoil yet playfull spirit that could not be explained in words. The essence of the room he was now in was made of evil. He did not like it one bit. He could see others there around him as well, none of which he recognized.

A he looked around a voice boomed, Eching the room they were in," Mr. Quackers wants to play a game of freeze tag and there’s only one way to win. Be the last person unfrozen. Work together with your friend to stay alive for 5 days." as the voice stoped a large thing began to rise in the corner of the crib. so this must be Quackers. he thought to himself. As he examined the crib they were in one of them decided it was time to get out. "That will not work, I think. Get to know each other, we must in order to survive, we need to find ou weak spots and strengthen them together" Yoda called out.

[HappyHeartless]

As Delirium sat in her own little part of paradise two words surfaced to her mind, exploding, as if someone or something was forcing them on to her; “Food” and “fight”. Her frantic laughter faded and her wide open mouth turned into a considerate grin. She started thinking.
”EnDlEss aMouNts Of fOOd… iF I wErE tO StaRt eAtinG I wOulD hAve a StoMaCh aChe fOr dAYs! BuT a food fIghT…"

It seemed obvious to her now that she thought of it. All this food, what better way to use it than in a gigantic food fight? It was meant to be. It was predetermined. It was planned, it was perfect, and man, it would be fun! Delirium got up and started walking forward, wading in cream and other liquid, tasty delights.
”So iF iT’s a fOoD fIghT, tHaT mEanS thEre aRe tWo sIdEs. SooOo, UhM, wHerE’s mY tEam?”

She enjoyed talking to herself, and as she walked around asking questions to herself and looking for team mates her grin grew wider and wider.

[Sora's Shadow]

Shikamaru cringed. He felt immense pressure on his head, as if someone was trying t o crush it. Putting his hands around his head, he tried to forcew the pain out, or at least endure it. Then, he heard a child's voice.

"PLAY WITH YOUR FOOD!" Fight with the food! That's the only way you can win! Hahahaha, have fun!!!"

Then the pain was gone. His stomach did flips at the thought of what he had to do. A foodfight. How troublesome. He as he noticed that he was standing on a marshmallow. He moved and noticed something on his arm. A blue armband. Looking up, he saw that the blue-clad figure also wore this.

Teams?

[Lone Wolf]

What do you mean I can’t play with my food?

Yoh, put it down or you’re grounded.

OK, OK. I’ll put it down. Sheesh, don’t have to put the burn on me.

Yoh’s eyes were opened to a brand new scene, one that would have freaked him out otherwise. “Woah… Dejavu. Amidamaru do you see this?”

“Yes I do Yoh. It looks like a land of for gluttons.”

“Well, it’s not exactly what I was thinking…” Yoh snickered and grabbed a handful of cold ice cream. It was projectile right towards his guardian ghost who reading Yoh’s intentions dodged it. The handful had reached the head of a smiling gingerbread man and knocked it off blatantly. Amidamaru showed his displeasure at the Shaman’s childish behavior and Yoh pointed and laughed at the ancient Samurai.

“Well, let’s see the damage.” Both approached the headless gingerbread man and surveyed the fallen head. It was now frozen under a pillar of ice.

“They don’t call it ice cream for nothing.” Yoh laughed silently at his own joke. “Jaco would of loved that one.”

“It’s not the time for jokes Yoh. Danger is at bay, I can feel it.”

“Yeah me too…” Yoh scanned the immediate vicinity looking for any signs of life. Perhaps even a glimpse of the strange girl. Nothing…

[Sora The Hero]

As Yoda began to channel his energy toward the creatures a bright light distracted him. It enshrouded him to a point to where all he could do is keep his hands over his face. Once the lights started to dim, he could feel a diferent presence within the area. A turmoil yet playfull spirit that could not be explained in words. The essence of the room he was now in was made of evil. He did not like it one bit. He could see others there around him as well, none of which he recognized.

A he looked around a voice boomed, Eching the room they were in," Mr. Quackers wants to play a game of freeze tag and there’s only one way to win. Be the last person unfrozen. Work together with your friend to stay alive for 5 days." as the voice stoped a large thing began to rise in the corner of the crib. so this must be Quackers. he thought to himself. As he examined the crib they were in one of them decided it was time to get out. "That will not work, I think. Get to know each other, we must in order to survive, we need to find ou weak spots and strengthen them together" Yoda called out.

"This fool must be dreaming if he thinks I'm working together. Nevertheless, we are stuck in this position. I will not lose!" were the thoughts that raced through Vegeta's mind, as he began to power up to Super Saiyan 2. "You! Green One! Help me attack the head of the creature. The rest of you, attack the arms, legs, and body. Do not, I repeat, do not let his hands touch you! Let's go!" the Saiyan Prince ordered as the warriors prepared for the fight of their lives.

"Okay, Green One. I have only asked you to help me because you seem to be the most powerful of the group. We're going to attack the eyes, as to make him incapable to see us so he cannot tag us. Got it?" he explained as he began to charge a Galick Gun.

[Chaser's Apprentice]

Rogue stared into nothing in particular with an icy emptiness, her imminent light extinguished. She approached the goliath teddy-bear, gently rolling her feet upon the honeycombed, asphalt boulevard. She made no sound, for her steps were light as though walking on air. Rogue believed, stubbornly, that the burnt out land beneath her feet would blossom once more. It remained cold, however, unmoving and drowning in a basin of silence's toxic venom.

“Don't... be so stupid, Rogue!” Her rigid swagger now fell into a state of arrest. “There's much more 'mportant things ta do!” Rogue's bronze, lorgnette eyes were captivated by the behemoth bear. The various taupes and tans and russets of its gossamer flesh were just so warm and seductive. Frayed thoughts and a tranquil fatigue like a sedative strolled into her ears, so she had to be thrifty with words. “Well... maybe I got sum time...” The breath of cerulean winds twined between her banter.

She had been void with what had been fear but what was now just a hollow schism pitted of all thoughts and logic. Rogue sat betwixt the legs of her new companion whose wool coiffure hadn't been as soft as she had anticipated. Deep inside her brain was something like a rattle that would not let her relax. She thought, I'm not gonna see home again, am I? All was speechless in the space; there was only the even, uniform breathing of Rogue in deep, thoughtful meditation bouncing athwart. She felt that her fantasies and thoughts and prayers were living entities dawdling in the darkness, fluttering above her head, and bestriding and straddling over her like this leviathan bear. Necromantic voices, Rogue's scattered thoughts, were rising into air: domineering, omniscient and yet broken amid her solitude. They were mostly nonsense, though, droning speech in a nameless language like a dappled beat-boxing. Several could be referred to as little nuggets of knowledge.

“Know thy s e l f .”
“Be gone fRoM this landbefore it’s t o o l a t e .”
“Knowledge comes, but w i s d o m lingers”

Rogue didn’t budge. Her head dropped. Her hair collapsed into multiple gristly snarls—a proclamation of defeat and surrender. She just wanted to be home. Rogue saw herself viewing a pocket of aurora and galactic light afar. Curious, she would make for the vortex, rising with the invisible hills, falling with the valleys, striving hard and valiantly. The distance would be no problem, but the strong tide of force would make the strife deadly. At length, she would near the threshold. She was so near that she would be clinging onto its blushing facet with another vigorous stride. Her home was so close... and yet, it was so far...

Alas, this endeavor was naught but a fool's paradise, and Rogue was no fool.

“Someone... just take me home. Please! I give up!” Those very words evoked a deluge of emotion. One by one, the air was choked with every one of Rogue's thoughts and notions that flickered around in circles and circles, blinded by their sudden freedom, and finally took off in every direction.

“Do you ever feel like you're being watched?” A deadly silence filled the air. This space was like a cocktail now. Though Rogue was no professional bartender, her emotions all embodied some alcoholic fluid and gorged her glass to the margin of its circular skirt. This deep, soprano voice had come and then fluttered away. Rogue saw nobody in sight, but she wouldn't dare steal a peek over her shoulder. Soon, however, impatient, writhing locomotions squirmed and twisted against Rogue's back. The behemoth bear was alive.

“I'll bet your bones are very malleable.” Rogue jumped to her feet, backing away from the bear who also began lifting itself from its reposed position. She could now see that all children were sadists, fiendish demons that enjoy the pain of others. Who else would play with such a freakish atrocity, such a monster?

-fin-

[Helix: The True Hero]

OOC: Indie. Get ready.
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He couldn’t feel any sense of time flow in this rather bizarre and unstable place; everything seemed stuck in a still-frame of candy, toffee, and sweets. It could have been beautiful from a child’s perspective, and since Axel was somewhat childish in nature himself, he only half-enjoyed the scenery. His curiosity drew him to the hut on the hill, which seemed like a sort of pinnacle in which something significant would occur. Perhaps this might be where he needed to traverse? It was hard to tell, and even now, in this mapped-out and deciphered world, mysteries would always come to crowd the corridors.

So he took to his momentary interests and moved his feet for the first time in what felt like hours. The ground, composed of some sort of thick, gooey substance, proved itself to be an arduous and overbearing enemy in itself; Axel’s boots nearly slipped from his delicate little feet with every step.

While walking through the gumdrop trees and candy cane shrubbery that littered itself throughout the endless landscape of sweets, Axel took notice to another phenomena that felt like it didn’t exist within this baffling realm: There was no weather. No wind. No sun. No cold. Nothing. Everything, everything…felt room temperature, even considering this sort of candy needed a cool environment to even keep standing.

Regardless, his arrival to the hut was a pleasant one. Even if weather didn’t exist, the shade the hut provided granted a small reprieve to the Nobody. He layed himself against the wall somberly and closed his eyes to catch a quick little nap.

But that long-awaited alone time was interrupted by the creaking of gingerbread floorboards. Another presence.

[VenFan]

“What in Yevon’s name…?”

An assortment of numerous colors filled Lulu’s eyes in a rainbow of truffles, gumdrops, and butterscotch. A chill of newfound apprehension rocketed through her body. The various hues plagued her, as if a series of convulsions had ensued. She had been enclosed in a sea of sweets. A trail of treats. Plains of peppermint contained her. It was a child’s paradise.

She regained her frame of mind to discover the absence of Clare and Rogue.

Her former companions had discarded her. What Lulu failed to comprehend was why. Perhaps they were simply split up after the occurrence in their previous wasteland. Each of them were being trailed underneath the forest loam. Could that have been the cause of their sudden separation?

An onerous sigh erupted from her. Once again, she was put into a position of isolation; a state in which she had only herself to defend. She could not burden herself with the unexpected loss of her acquaintances, for it would only interfere with her progress. But of what progress would it interfere with?

She took a second glance at the ingenuous setting. Her only surroundings were made of sweet, sugary delights. What she could possibly accomplish with her irrelevant backdrop of treats escaped her… for a moment.

“Hmm…”

[ForgottenMemory]

A most curious laughter surged from the shadowed marauder; it was a chilling certainty of sound surfacing with that coiling smile. He let his vision sweep the area with a slow, satisfied smugness. The veck had himself a good look around, indeed. As it would seem, he now resided within the great boundaries of a barred and contained enclosure. The thing towered in every direction - an unfathomable reality.

Quite the metso, here. It’s always such a horrorshow eegra how I manage to escape from one vesch to the next…

There was a vast clearance that stretched before him, as he was positioned at one of the four extensive corners. His skorry and clear eyes picked up on something greatly beneficial: four little figures, quite down the way, wandered the very surface he mused upon. Here, his grin widened with a harrowing leer. Instinctively, the kroovy-craving youth reached to his side, grasping the familiar length of his knife-like britva.
Perhaps it was time to make some friends?
He drew in an excited, obtrusive breath.

“Hello!” His fervid accented voice called in a playful tone, somehow going unnoticed.
“Art thou dim?” he cupped a hand to one side of his mouth – an action of mockery. “Art thou, perhaps, slow in the gulliver? I said ‘hello’!”

[Sora The Hero]

OOC: FM, i had to read your post about 3 times before i understood it.

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The monster rose to an incredible height as Vegeta flew to the head of the duck, waiting for the wise green warrior to follow.

"These fools! Standing around, not even worried. They will be the first to go after I have finished off this imbecile." thought the Saiyan warrior as he began to shoot Kai blasts into the eyes of the formidable opponent. Thinking this would keep him from seeing who he tagged, though that did not matter, Vegeta put his hands to his side in a sphere shape and began to charge his Galick Gun.

"I do not like to voice my opinions out loud." he thought as he shot the purple electricity charged ball into the right eye. " I need to finish this thing off now. I don't want to have to do more than I should.".

And yet the others still stood, as if stupefied by the monster. Or perhaps it was the courage of Vegeta to fight alone against Quackers.

Nevertheless, the monster did not seem fatigued, but Vegeta was not giving up.

[ZombiGirl]

It seemed to Peter that his legs had been working overtime, and he had been kicking for hours. When in fact it had only been minutes; however he kept at it if only to get a small lead on the green boat that was happily bobbing up and down in front of him. He grinned as a few minutes later he passed the green boat. This sailing thing isn’t so hard… He joked to himself as he decreased his speed a bit, however he suddenly felt something tugging at his feet. He was scared for a moment and then laughed out loud. Of course fish…it is water… This thought reassured the young man for a few seconds, until he felt serrated teeth ripping at his legs. Before any errant thought had entered his mind, he found himself on the boat breathing heavily as his leg slowly healed. He quickly evaluated that his powers had kicked in, and he had flew onto the ship.

Sharks? Peter wondered as he looked over the edge of his small boat. As he looked over a giant shark about eight metres long jumped up and almost bit off his nose. Peter stumbled backwards, shocked that something that big existed in these waters. Now that Peter wasn’t pushing the boat anymore, it had ground to a stop, and the green ship was slowly catching up. Without realizing it, Peter had started pacing across the ship. Back and forth, back and forth, he went, trying to think of what to do now. The thought of escaping to the skies to save himself came to Peter’s mind once again. The sweet thought of seeing his family, of seeing his mother again, was hard to resist. Maybe… But before he could finish that thought, his glance lighted upon his sleeping team mates lying on the boat, and his sense of right and wrong suddenly came upon him again. I can’t….I can’t leave these people to their fate, no matter how much I want to go home… Peter reasoned with himself as he continued pacing.

He was trying to think of way to move the ship without getting into the water and having to push again. It’s not that he was afraid of the sharks; it just was that Peter wasn’t sure whether his healing abilities included being eating. “There has to be a way…there has to be…” As Peter continued to pace, he suddenly remembered when he was trapped in Jesse’s body. Could it be possible that I got sound manipulation…. He wondered. His body had stopped pacing as his mind raced with the possibilities, of a new ability. Another one of Peter’s traits was that he had always wanted to be special to help people, and the possibility of a new power intrigued and excited him. “Might as well try…” He whispered as he pointed his mouth at the sails and opened his mouth, while thinking of Jesse. He suddenly screamed out a wordless yell; and as he yelled invisible sound waves came roaring out of his throat and hit the sails, filling them with wind from Peter’s yell. The boat then rocked forward at a marvelous speed, as Peter shut his mouth and started to breathe heavily. “Awesome…” He panted. “Yet painful…”

Was it all a dream? Amaterasu wondered this as she dozed on the gently rocking deck. The last she remembered, was a strange voice in the back of her mind...and being pulled, down, down, and far away...they had failed to complete their task, yet somehow, she had escaped. Amaterasu whined listlessy in her sleep. She must not fail again.

Suddenly, the craft rocked instensly, as if it were being propelled by some incredible power. She jerked awake, and jumped to her feet with ease.
A fantastic sight greeted her tired eyes; no longer was she in the sky, but the sea. A clear, blue ocean, that swirled and danced like a painting, and beneath her sharp claws, no longer cold metal, but a mysterious, bright purple substance. Confused, she looked around herself, to look for her companions of this strange on the curious boat.

There was no one else beside her; perhaps she would have to get used to losing allies, she pondered sadly. She set off purposefully to explore the magenta boat's perimeter, her soft white feet padding lightly on the bouncy floor.

She was not walking for long, when she turned the corner, and came across a man, facing away, looking towards the sea. In an instant, she knew that is was he who had propelled their boat, and that he possessed great powers.
The snowy fur on the back of her neck bristling restlessly, she gave out a loud, suspicious bark.

[HappyHeartless]

”BuT wOulDn’T tHat mAkE hIm mAd? hE sAiD hE dIdn’T wAnt tO Be, yOu kNow, fOunD! aNd yEaaaAah I knOw, hE told mE, dUmmY!”
Delirium was having a heated discussion with her own delirious self while she was walking. Simply walking; with no destination and no purpose, that was how she usually did things after all. A few feet to her left a buzzing sound escaped a pile of twizzlers. Buzzing twizzlers, Delirium would laugh if she thought of that. She was too preoccupied with herself that she didn’t notice though, nor did she immediately notice the creature which rose from beneath the pile of twizzlers.

A clown seemingly made out of fabric, stuffing and steel slowly took form. Its face was pale and the eyes on it deep black, surrounded by a bright, red color. Dressed in yellow and where its feet and arms would normally be sharp steel was jutting out instead, thirsting for flesh to bury itself in.

”Bzzzzzzt, hostile deeee-beep-tected. Preforming neccessar-beep-y action.”

The two sharp ‘beeps’ attracted Deliriums attention, and she turned her head towards the little monstrosity with an angry look on her face.
”ExcUsE mE, MISTER, I’m hAvIng a ConVersAtiOn hErE, kEeP qUieT wIlL yOU?!”
The clown showed no recognizable recognition to Deliriums request, and with another sharp beep it lunched towards her legs with its steel hands raised and ready to spill blood on the white, creamy ground. He pushed his left ‘hand’ forward as hard as the mechanics within him would let him, but where his processor and visual drivers had expected the point of impact to be, nothing was. The girl was gone.

A fraction of a second before the clown had reached her Delirium had transformed into a tiny bug and flown a couple of feet behind it. She then transformed back and laughed out triumphantly.
”sO yOu’Re mY opPoNenT iN tHiS fOoD fIghT!” she yelled out, and scooped up a handful of wet cream with her right arm. Using her entire body she threw it forward and hit the clown. "bUlLs eYe!"
Another beep escaped the clown, and as the cream found its way into the mechanical systems it malfunctioned and fell to the ground. A few seconds passed as Delirium stared at it, but it didn’t move again.

”hUh. ThAt wAS eAsy.”
She shrugged then walked onwards once again, lifting her head while scanning the area for more clowns or robots. Then she saw a form far off in the distance, and although it didn’t look all that much like a robot it was moving, without a doubt. Delirium called out and started running towards the shape in the distance.

”HeEeLLooOO!!”

[Chaser's Apprentice]

Every fractured piece of Rogue's mind struggled to remain cohesive, sewn together by the last strand of her tenacity. This uncanny affair, this parody of more straitlaced, conventional peril, must have been anticipating a few laughs. Rogue, however, wasn't laughing. This was entirely too much for her to handle. “Don't you know the rules?” Its soprano voice came at Rogue from all direction, eliminating all sense of time in no time at all. “It's hide-and-go-seek tag, silly girl!” A painfully colorful frivolity quite common in this toy-town played across the bear's woolly features: bubbling eyes like buoys afloat in the sea, a grotesque, misshapen smile just a bit awry – not that it hadn't been smiling already.

“Damn It! Can't you say anything that makes sense?” Rogue said, words tapered to a cutting edge. Unfortunately, those words couldn't carve out the next scatterbrained scene from the libretto of her so called life.

A ripping force ruptured over Rogue's body, clobbering her down to the ground. She whiplashed foreword, one hand reaching, collapsing down to her knees. Rogue's elbows cracked against the honeycombed asphalt. The heel of her outstretched hand panned downward, coiling into her pain like something broken swallowed by some leviathan, bones crushed and spewed out upon some sea-crashed rock. Her stifled breath tugged at the ache in her chest.

The pain, the leviathan bear's foot smothering her into the broken boulevard, it hurt like hell, but to Rogue it carried out a clear purpose. It restored her, reassembled her displaced thoughts, instilled determination in a body uptight and tense, whorled in a ball against the thrashing spout of imminent death.

“You have to hide! Hide from... from Skylar!”

“Get off o' me!” Her khaki skin, the crusty rind of her body, flushed with dahlia, with a hot, bloodshot complexion. She was blowing, but no leaves were rustling. Instead, she would burn them all.

Rogue became devoured in an onslaught of fire that ate away at the plush textile of the bear's leg. And yet, it still stood erect. Rogue jumped to her feet, hand-held infernos hoarded, potted and preserved, in the palms of her hands. She aimed. She fired. As fire buffeted and engulfed the behemoth bear, Rogue couldn't help but contemplate all that would exist of it upon its demise. It was ridiculous to think of life as a game: hide-and-seek, tag, anything, but perhaps this person, Skylar, the person that the bear's words warned her of, perhaps he was really coming to get her...

-fin-

[KingofheartsX]

For some reason Luffy had become very excited being in this weird forest without any animals. Which to Luffy seemed to be the only thing out of place.
Because of the sheer excitement of it all though, it had cause him to start swinging from tree to tree like a monkey.
"If there aren't any animals then I might as well act like one!" He thought to himself as a grin stretched widely over his face as he swung from branch o branch avoiding any snake-vine that would come in his way to try and eat him. Which he was convinced they were trying to do.

Suddenly an explosion and the sound of tree's falling to the ground caught Luffy's attention and he grabbed to next tree and wrapped his leg around it and sat on the branch looking around to see what had caused the noise.
"What could that have been?"
A loud roar caused Luffy to stagger back to the trunk of the tree gripping it and holding it in fear.
"AHHH Monster." Luffy cried as he thought it best to climb higher to see if it was close or not.

As he climbed to the top of the tree he could see that not to far away from him was a waterfall, it would probably only take him a few minutes to reach.
"Guess I am somewhat good at navigating, even without Nami." The thought had seemed to cheer Luffy up and made him forget completely why he had climbed the tree in the first place.

Luffy climbed back to the branch and unwrapped his leg from around the branch and he began swinging, the sound of the waterfall was getting louder and louder.
He looked beside him as he was swinging to see a river parallel to him and the forest. "Oh I'm almost there." Luffy grinned even more as he swung faster and faster, the sheer thought of seeing another ship madehim very very happy.

He jumped to another big tree, landing on a branch his stomach began to growl, "Food, I forgot I haven't eaten in so long, I miss my meat! Where's Sanji when you need him?" Luffy sobbed. He looked around for any sign of food but to no gain.
This time without a grin on his face Luffy began swinging again, still the same speed but the only thing that was on his mind was the food.

[rzgrz]

OOC: FM, i had to read your post about 3 times before i understood it.

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The monster rose to an incredible height as Vegeta flew to the head of the duck, waiting for the wise green warrior to follow.

"These fools! Standing around, not even worried. They will be the first to go after I have finished off this imbecile." thought the Saiyan warrior as he began to shoot Kai blasts into the eyes of the formidable opponent. Thinking this would keep him from seeing who he tagged, though that did not matter, Vegeta put his hands to his side in a sphere shape and began to charge his Galick Gun.

"I do not like to voice my opinions out loud." he thought as he shot the purple electricity charged ball into the right eye. " I need to finish this thing off now. I don't want to have to do more than I should.".

And yet the others still stood, as if stupefied by the monster. Or perhaps it was the courage of Vegeta to fight alone against Quackers.

Nevertheless, the monster did not seem fatigued, but Vegeta was not giving up.

Yoda watched as the man began to attack with furry. This will be a pointless yet worthwhile effort of the man. Yoda decided to act upon the mans behalf and attack Quackers as well. He quckly used his force jump to gain momentum towards the head. Keeping out of the line of fire he drew his sabre as it shone with glimering green light, very deadly to the touch. "Working together we will overcome this foe" he said as his blade pierced the forehead.

The Duck roared in pain as Yoda fell onto the bill. He then examined the gushing out of cotton instead of blood. This creature was not alive as in reality but alive with the demons that the gods possessed. "hurry we must young ones" he said as he force jumped and slashed the left eye in two. Fallng he looked back up and noticed that the rip on it's forehead had begun to stitch itself back up. Yodaknew he could not talk to it for it had no real mind of it's own. There had to be some way of stoping it but how.

[videogame714]

What is this place...?

Just a moment before, Clare had seemingly been about to be eaten by a man-eating ground, but now she was in a torture chamber, and she, along with three others, were in a cage. I hope Lulu and Rogue are okay... she thought, thinking of the two who she had previously been with. Looking at the new characters around, she found that they were very unique. One was a short, alien-looking green creature, while another was a black-cloathed human, with a strange hairstyle. Just then, a peculiar voice said, "Mr. Quackers wants to play a game of freeze tag and there’s only one way to win. Be the last person unfrozen. Work together with your friend to stay alive for 5 days."

Friend? The only friends I've ever had were Teresa and Raki, and I wasn't able to protect either of them, now being stuck in this place. Back to her senses, Clare realized that was a bizarre name that the voice had said: Mr. Quackers. What...? Taking a better look at her surroundings, she saw that it was more than a torture chamber, it looked like a pet house for an abnormally large duck. That must be Mr. Quackers... the warrior thought. Staring at it, Clare quickly realized that it was twitching, slowly but surely, to life. This'll be interesting... Not a master at freeze tag, Clare at least knew the basics of the game - she had played it in her hometown as a child, before being abducted by a Yoma and becoming its pet, that is, until Teresa came and killed it.

Glancing at the room they were in, Clare saw that it was fairly large, though with the duck, it would come to be about a quarter smaller. I'll treat this monstrosity just as I would an Awakened Being, just that I can't let it touch me, Clare strategized. The only problem was the cage: how were they to get out of it? Noticing that two of the others were planning together, Clare turned her head, Mr. Quackers was alive.

[Sora The Hero]

Yoda watched as the man began to attack with furry. This will be a pointless yet worthwhile effort of the man. Yoda decided to act upon the mans behalf and attack Quackers as well. He quckly used his force jump to gain momentum towards the head. Keeping out of the line of fire he drew his sabre as it shone with glimering green light, very deadly to the touch. "Working together we will overcome this foe" he said as his blade pierced the forehead.

The Duck roared in pain as Yoda fell onto the bill. He then examined the gushing out of cotton instead of blood. This creature was not alive as in reality but alive with the demons that the gods possessed. "hurry we must young ones" he said as he force jumped and slashed the left eye in two. Fallng he looked back up and noticed that the rip on it's forehead had begun to stitch itself back up. Yodaknew he could not talk to it for it had no real mind of it's own. There had to be some way of stoping it but how.

Finally, the green warrior drew a glowing green saber protruding from his coat, and began to help Vegeta.

As they both continued their assault on Quackers, they noticed it began to stitch itself with every slash and cut they put into it. They were both thinking the same thing. How could you defeat something that could heal itself? There was only one recourse of action Vegeta could think of.

"One of us is going to have to explode it from the inside!" he yelled to the old swordsman as they dodged a close tag from Mr. Quackers. "I think that I should do it. Unless one of you lunatics has a better idea instead of trying to escape?" he said, looking at the Blonde Robed Boy run into an invisible barrier that surrounded the cage, crystalizing to show there was no escape.

[Axel never dies]

Black WarGraymon soon reached the end of the forest and saw the waterfall. Black WarGraymon gave a growl as he saw that the water was rough. "I might not be able to walk pass it with out my armor getting broken by this raging water...I could use black tornado but I might not get enough speed from the looks of it. If I don't get enough speed I will fall in to the tides and most likely I'll have to stater were ever this leaves me at." He thought to himself as he looked around trying to find a way to the other side.

Black WarGraymon was walking back and forth trying to figure out a way to cross the water of the ragging waterfall. "Damn this is a bit to complex!" He thought to himself as he gave out a louder roar showing stress and anger building in him. He soon saw that there was a bolder on the side of the tree. "I could use that and jump over the river." He thought as he ran to it. He put his left claw over the bolder and his right claw underneath it. "Okay one...two...Three!" He said as he lifted his right claw and forgot to use his left claw to hold on to the bolder while it was in the air. "Ops."He thought to himself as the bolder went crashing down in to the forest of the triangular trees. Black WarGraymon just watched the bolder go flying over him.

Black Wargraymon just looked lost as he needed to get to the top of the mountain for the best view of the place he was in. "So far no sign of life here. Am I alone here Or is it filled with life that is hidden?" He thought to himself as he then turned back and saw trees. "Trees, they might not be as steady as the bolder but they could work." He thought to himself as he ran to the trees and began to clawed them. In a matter of seconds ten trees fell to the ground and Black WarGraymon was the cause of it. "Okay time to move them in to the river, but first I need to secure them so in that case I don't have to worry about them getting lose on me when I am walking over it." He said as he found a rope that was drawn on the ground. He picked it up and it was a real rope. "Huh? How is that possible? Dose not matter I got what I needed and now time to move on."

The bridge was ready for it to be used. "Yes done time to see if it would work now." He thought as he put one foot on to it slowly. "Okay feels good." He thought as he put the other foot on it and it was steady. "Yeah time to pass it." He thought as the trees began to bend and a loud snap sound was heard. The trees broke and Black WarGraymon charged for the end of it passing the river. The trees were gone and all that was left was Black Wargraymon hanging on to the side of the land. He gave out anther roar as he pulled himself up and passed the river. "There I did it, nothing can stand on my way from reaching the top of that mountain." He said as he sat on the ground getting his breath back.

[IndieJocky]

OOC: I'm ready Helix ;D

Neku walked around the scenery taking in everything around him. This world was almost alien even to him. Even the giant castle beneath Shibuya seemed normal compared to this place. As he kept walking through the landscape he couldn't help but recall the message that had played through his head. The Voice was chilling in it's demands. He couldn't help but think that this was just another UG and that other GM's were up to their old tricks. Suddenly, a strange sensation washed over Neku. He became alert at the feeling and got into a fighting pose ready to defend himself. From in the distance he could see a large, brown home rising from the sugar floor. The different leveled roofs were covered in a purple substance. When he saw it Neku could only think grape cake topping. On the roofs large jellybeans were placed at set intervals. The home made Neku laugh to himself. It was like the cake in his dreams. He then noticed something else though. A man was walking in his direction. The man was still a few yards away but already he was making an impression on him. His large, spiky red hair was the first thing that he saw. Next came the black cloak that floated along with him. Neku could only stare at the man. His very presence was intimidating. And deep inside himself he knew that he wasn't going to make a pact with him. Neku reached slowly into his pocket and pulled out a pin. He kept it hidden from the man and hoped he hadn't seen him. Neku gathered up all his courage and yelled out to the man.
"Hey! Who are you?"

[Helix: The True Hero]

Axel's eyes flashed to an object that the boy, meager and paltry in appearance, had slipped from his pocket and concealed in his rather bony hand. He wasn’t phased by it, however, and proceeded to converse with the bizarrely-dressed child.

“You sure got some weird clothes on, huh?” He ignored the boy’s question, but returned back to the notion of that object. It would be better to learn the level of hostility of this boy before making any rash statements. “The name’s Axel. A-X-E-L, not like the oily things you find on bicycles.”

Axel also wafted his hand behind his back, out of the sight of the boy, and conjured one of his chakram. It would be a wise move if he wished to stay “alive” any longer in this vile competition, and also a prudent offensive strategy if he wanted to end the game more quickly.

“Well. You gonna give me the 101? The clothes? The name? C’mon, I need something.” The words echoed through the emptiness of the hut, bouncing occasionally on the rag-tag jellybean or gumdrop that lay disheveled and out-of-place on the floor and the walls. He made as noticeable a smirk as he could muster; he wanted that boy to see it from his distance.

[Yellow Flash]

Was it all a dream? Amaterasu wondered this as she dozed on the gently rocking deck. The last she remembered, was a strange voice in the back of her mind...and being pulled, down, down, and far away...they had failed to complete their task, yet somehow, she had escaped. Amaterasu whined listlessy in her sleep. She must not fail again.

Suddenly, the craft rocked instensly, as if it were being propelled by some incredible power. She jerked awake, and jumped to her feet with ease.
A fantastic sight greeted her tired eyes; no longer was she in the sky, but the sea. A clear, blue ocean, that swirled and danced like a painting, and beneath her sharp claws, no longer cold metal, but a mysterious, bright purple substance. Confused, she looked around herself, to look for her companions of this strange on the curious boat.

There was no one else beside her; perhaps she would have to get used to losing allies, she pondered sadly. She set off purposefully to explore the magenta boat's perimeter, her soft white feet padding lightly on the bouncy floor.

She was not walking for long, when she turned the corner, and came across a man, facing away, looking towards the sea. In an instant, she knew that is was he who had propelled their boat, and that he possessed great powers.
The snowy fur on the back of her neck bristling restlessly, she gave out a loud, suspicious bark.

Peter had been staring out at the other boat, while he slowly recovered from his massive yell that had propelled the boat so far ahead. Suddenly his thoughts of home and escape were interrupted by a loud, bark that came from behind him. Peter quickly spun around on one foot to stare at the person who had uttered the sound. The person or more correctly the wolf that was behind him had been the one to speak. A wolf......can it speak? Peter wondered as he looked at the wolf in front of him. Shrugging he decided to project his thoughts with telepathy into the animal’s mind to see if it could understand him. My name is Peter....we are on a boat in a race....we have to win to get out of here....if you understand speak or think your response... Peter projected into the animal’s mind.

As he waited for the wolf to respond to him, Peter looked out at the other boat that they were slowly growing ahead off, but as he looked he suddenly felt a wave bigger than the others smash against the bow. As soon as this wave hit another one hit from the right, and this one almost tipped the boat over. “Great another challenge...” Peter muttered as he held onto ropes on the side of the boat to keep from falling over, he glanced at the wolf again and projected another thought. If you can help.....please do... Peter was then cut off as the boat almost threw him off into the sea, where he could see giant sharks circling around. Peter suddenly wished that he had taken sailing lessons or something like it when he was younger. As it would be so helpful now.... He muttered to himself as he watched the sharks circle below.

[Roxas 1994]

The dense stone candy precisely collided with the defenseless region of Geo’s head, knocking him forward. The prompt assault had ensnared the blue bomber in a moment of vulnerable security, forcing the severe laws of gravity to act upon his solemn frame. His faint body once again settled in the smooth sugar that existed below his holy presence, and the repulsive tang conquered his impression of taste.

What just happened?

The boy evidently coughed, attempting to propel the excessive residue out of his lips. Every single object that dwelled within the irregular nightmare consisted of satisfying sweets. At first, it was as if a majestic hallucination had been finally recognized for the azure electromagnetic human, but the infinite concentrate was starting to contaminate his tongue. He was beginning to become overwhelmed by the blank syrupy material.

Too much sugar. I’m gonna get a sugar rush if I don’t stop.

MegaMan gradually raised his cranium, cleansing the abundant grains of sugar from his scarlet visor. His traveling view listlessly shifted to his side, trying to establish the durable object that forcefully pushed him and made him plummet into the padding of pure white. He elegantly stroked his indigo gloves downwards, caressing the subtle ground for a specific item.

“I was hit by a... rock candy,” the previous champion stated as he vigilantly examined the lavender gemstone that had slapped the rear of his exposed skull. “Candy doesn’t just hit people randomly. Someone threw this at me.”

The adolescent swiftly looked behind his current position, a tense nerve of combat inside his strapping muscle system. However, an allusion of fortune was somehow on his edge. The being that had thrown the crystal was merely an additional teenager, perhaps even near to his own age. He was extremely sticky, with a slender deposit of auburn liquid covering his lower body. His uninterested features on his face radiated an indication of disgust. It looked as if the intellectual ninja detested the pleasant aroma that was emitted from the sweets.

“Who are you?”

[IndieJocky]

Neku clentched his fists tighter as the man began to speak. His palm began to sting as the pin was pressed up against his skin. The man made a comment on his clothes and Neku couldn't help but chuckle silently.

"He's one to talk."

At that the man said his name was Axel. Axel was a very strange man in Neku's eyes. He reminded him much of Lollipop especially with his laid back manner. His mind was screaming out at him telling him to run away. But no matter what he tried Neku stood still like a deer caught in the headlights. He legs shook slightly in there spot as he looked into the mans green eyes. He knew for sure that this guy was trouble and that he had to fight him. Neku finally registered the question he had been asked.

"My name is Neku, Neku Sakuraba."

[Sora's Shadow]

Shikamaru grimaced as another waft of sickly sweet air assaulted his nose. And then the boy in blue spoke.

“Who are you?”

Shikamaru grimaced as the smell got stronger and he felt his stomach churn. Suddenly, he fell forward and expelled whatever he had a chance to eat before this troublesome situation started. After he finished, he wiped his mouth and stood.

"Sorry about that. I hate candy. My name's Shikamaru. Sorry about the candy. Didnt really see it go your way."

He looked at the guy, who seemed to be of his age. And strong. He saw confidence and willpower radiate from his eyes. He pointed at his blue armband and then at his.

"Seems like we're teammates."

Again, he covered his nose. The scent was overpowering, theathening to make him lose much more than his breakfast. This truck him as odd. Sure, he hated candy and it made him sick, but not by this amount. There seemed to be something weird with the candy around here. Something dangerous.

"There's something weird with the candy here. I dont know, but it makes me feel more sick than usual. What your name, by the way?"

[Roxas 1994]

The young warrior indistinctly monitored the alternate teenager, evaluating every factor his emergent mind could grasp. The impassive ninja seemed exceptionally distraught and absent from his component. But the cerulean pretender could perceive exactly what his pristine teammate was suggesting. The once gratifying fragrance was now turning vicious, polluting both his flavor and his sense of smell. The immoral dominion was being altered, and the unsanitary chocolates were not a virtuous symptom.

“My name is MegaMan,” the perplexed boy answered as he leisurely stood up. “My friends call me Geo.”

The cobalt rebel abruptly glimpsed downward, towards the new blue strap that was now situated on his developing wrist. He clenched his opposite hand against the stationary expandable exterior, pressing his fingers inside the opened breach underneath the azure rubber. Astonishingly, the restraint was more daunting than he had formerly assumed. Even with his almighty, exceptional might, the particles that produced the band refused to release.

“What do we do know?”

[Xuan]

The kid was proving himself to be troublesome as he piled on questions that he can answered, and those he cannot. Every sentence was a hidden plea for answers, and the most obvious one being Why?

If he had knew, he believed, then he would've known the exact reason he joined in this madness. Come to think of it... A cold pit settled itself under his stomach.

Why did I come? He was sure that he has things to do back there, but he couldn't remember. Something related to the Galactic Alliance. Something to do with the Jedi.

Something... and blurry as hell.

Even with his mastery of the Force could he not phantom this strange occurrence, nor the reason he came. There was absolutely nothing more important then maintaining the balance and peace of the galaxies, that he remembered true to his heart, but nothing more. Nothing! Something has been stripped from me... Something... My... me... me mo...

He cannot remember.

He had nothing.

"Geo... Megaman." He called out, his eyes suddenly cold and lifeless. Force meditation can be different depending on the Jedi. He was meditating, but unlike the normal trance of suspension, his is in now a trance of action.

He opened his arms and held the objects intact. Six more stone biscuits plus a giant candy bar now hovered around him as he spoke with a tone of finality, "You will fall today... I am sorry."

Why attack when you could have an ally?

He doesn't know. There was no reason, just a sense of knowing that this teenager here, Megaman, is not a friend.

Without reason. He screamed wordlessly and threw the projectiles at Geo, fast.

[Misuzu]

Lucy frowned, folding her arms in a tight and impatient manner as she sat on the gloomy floor of the drain. Is 'it' ever going to show up? I've had enough of this utter nonsense.

Boom Boom Boom

Her body jumped - but it wasn't because of her intentions. It was as if the drain shook by itself. Not caring what would happen to her anymore if she were to be found, she drew out her four invisible vectors out of her back and lifted the drain gate, chucking it across the street. Yet, it made no sound. I thought when things hit the ground, they make a noise. This made her heart shoot a burst of adrenaline through her blue veins, entertwining with her blood. She peeked out of the edge of the drain and her crimson eyes widened at the sight of it. Not knowing what to do, she just stood there, holding contact with another's eyes. Or should she say, buttons.

A bear. Not an ordinary cuddly bear, though. It was alive, apparently. Two blades stuck out of its arm and side and scarlet blood leaked out of the corner of its mouth. Not to mention the harsh tearings everywhere that had stuffing creeping out of it. It was indeed a ghastly sight. Yet, wasn't everything in this arena un-alive? She should have known better to think this would be all fun and games. Of course, everything must have some sick twist to it.

Not even bothering to think about it, she leaped out of the drain, and stood her ground, vectors flying out of her back. Luckily, this bear couldn't see them. So at least she had an advantage in case it decided to make a move. Her eyes then traced down to its claw. In it was the drain gate, clutched tightly between its sharp nails. It then rapidly ran towards her and flung it in her direction. She was so caught off guard that she failed to move, and it almost crushed her shoulder. She flew down to the ground in response, and gripped her throbbing shoulder in sheer pain, feeling the slicing hurt screaming in her body. She then stood up slowly as a devilish grin came across her face.

"Is that how you want to go, animal? Then lets go." She got her vectors ready, and let go of her shoulder. It'd be fine. She just had to erase the pain for just a few moments. She sprinted towards the demon bear and then her vectors grabbed its arm, tearing it off instantly. Surprisingly and strangely, blood came pouring out of the 'wound' like an everlasting river. It was disgusting to see, but she didn't care. Her eyes widened almost in an animal-like way and then stood her ground, not moving. The bear screeched an ear-piercing sound, and she laughed lowly, letting two of her vectors tear off one of its legs. Her laugh grew louder and louder and she tore off the rest of its sorry limbs. It was almost maniacal.

As the bear fell to the ground with a loud 'boom', she walked up to it, now about ten feet away from the helpless creature. Her vectors drew back into her body and she grinned, shaking her head. "Pathetic." She then spun around in an 180 degree turn, making sure no other crazy bears would come her way. There were none other in sight - for now. As she scanned the area, little did she know the bear was still somewhat alive. It grinned itself, now a pool of blood surrounding it. The two sharp knife-like weapons shot out of its body, and one of them missed, yet the other shot into Lucy's side. Not affecting her lung, but it definitely broke bones. Lucy gasped, and turned around slowly, legs and body quivering. Her hand gripped the weapon tightly, and she tore it out of her tissues, dark red blood squirting out with it. She and the bear held eye contact once more, and she rose the weapon while her other palen hand clutched her side in searing pain. She then stabbed the bear everywhere, and her vectors tore it apart even more. Minutes later, there she stood, the weapon still in hand, staring at the bear with wide bloodshot eyes.

Her job was done. For now, she'd wait this out until the nightmare had ended. She'd also need to figure out how to heal her burning wound. Gripping her side trying to shush the pain, she walked on, searching for a place to go.

[KingofheartsX]

Luffy had reached the end of the forest and to his astonishment he was right in front of the waterfall which worked in Luffy's favor. Luffy looked around as a series of loud noises and disruptions made him realize that the monster was probably heading the same way he was.
That meant that there was no time for Luffy to waste, he dropped from the tree he was hanging on and analyzed the structure of the waterfall, again nothing about this place seemed strange to Luffy except the fact that there was no animals in the forest which was furthered by the fact there were no fish.
As Luffy looked up river he couldn't see any signs of a pirate ship of of there being any type of human establishment on this island.

"Whelp gotta get to that mountain so I can see where I can get outta here." Luffy said hitting his palm with his fist as a sign to say he was ready. Looking at the waterfall Luffy aimed at the closest ledge that he would be able to grasp. With one hand used to aim Luffy took a deep breath.
"Gomu Gomu No!!! Pistol!!!" Luffy yelled as his right arm stretched and shot to the ledge of the waterfall with amazing speed.
Luffy grabbed it and the rest of his body shot towards the other side of the waterfall. But in mid-air Luffy changed his mind.
"Maybe I should just shoot myself forward, save myself from walking anymore!" As such Luffy let go of the ledge and used the force of the shot to propel himself farther towards the mountain itself, "WEEEEHHEEEEEEEE!!!" Luffy happily screamed as he landed on a indented part of the mountain that seemed to be the very bottom of the mountain.

"Ahh that was great!" Luffy sighed as his smile had returned and turned to face the mountain.
"Wow!" was the only word that Luffy could use to describe how difficult the mountain was looking to traverse. A sudden gust of wind almost blew off Luffy's straw hat.
"Achachacha!" Luffy said as his reflexes saved the hat from being blown away. Luffy looked down at the hat and remembered the man that had given him that hat and what he had lost. The images of the Sea Dragon and the left arm it had bitten off of Shanks body.

Seeing this and remembering it had done something to Luffy mentally, his smile was more modest, not as much goofy. His eyes focused on a certain pivot in the mountain near the top which seemed to be a cave.
"Right!" Luffy said as he began climbing up the mountain, which had immediately proved to be a very big challenge.

[Axel never dies]

Black WarGraymon stood up. He inhaled once and exhaled right after wards. "Time to move on I'm getting closer to the mountain." He thought as he looked at it and saw that he could get speed from the distance that he had. "Huh, Black tornado will work on this." He thought as he gave out an evil laugh with a loud roar as well.

He ran to the mountain with full speed. He soon got close enough around a few feet away from the mountain and then he called out. "Black tornado!" He jumped up to the air in a spinning formation. As he was spinning around him was this black energy crushing the rocks that were in his way of reaching the top. "I feel some thing. It's energy...and strong as well." He thought to himself as he continued going up the mountain.

The energy around Black WarGraymon vanished as he got closer to the top. "Huh what?" He stop spinning as he reached a point were the air was low. "No!" He yelled out slightly fell as he put a leg on a rock that was not crushed by his black tornado attack. "Better stat climbing then." He said as he rose one claw and dug it in to the wall of the mountain. He lifted himself up as he looked down and saw something climbing up as well. "What in the world is that?" He thought to himself as he ignored it as he was climbing faster to the top of the mountain. "The energy It's grater, it must be up on the top of the mountain." He said as he was a few yards away from reaching the top.

[Wzrdto25]

Maka and Soul were half-asleep when a loud knock rang through the entire hotel room. Maka yawned and crawled out of bed, stretching her arms. Soul transformed by force of habit and Maka neared the door. "Who is it?" she called, standing outside the door. Maka leaned over to examine the person through the looking glass and caught a glimpse of shadows expanding down the hall. She threw herself back as a giant knife tore through the door and sent pieces of wood flying after her. A demonic Susan stuck her head through the shattered door and let out an ear-splitting scream. The windows behind her blew open and she was left dazed. Susan, as well as a hoard of other toys came charging after her. Maka had just enough time to pose before she was slicing through layers of toys, chopping body parts off. Soul looked up worriedly at her. "Maka there's too many, we have to run." Maka was hit by a flying rock and slid backwards, near the wide window in the living area. She caught her breath before more toys flooded into the already packed room. Susan stared at her, red eyes piercing her soul. Soul on the other hand was calm and strategically thinking over his moves. "Maka, I need you to go through the window." Maka stuck her fingers in her ears and pulled them out. "Sorry, I must not have heard you right. Through the window?" Soul was determined to keep his serious tone when Maka asked and she looked at the window and thought it over. "Soul, it has to be like a hundred foot drop." A toy had come near to her and she tossed him backwards into a pile of other toys. "Alright Soul, you win, but I need your power for a second." Soul nodded in scythe form.

Maka positioned her footing just right as the Toys screeched and hissed around her. "Soul resonance." They recited it at the same time and immediately she felt a huge wave of power overtake her. She let it flow freely, then positioned it in the tips of her fingers and into the scythe underneath them. She felt the scythe grow in size and concentrated, keeping that huge force under control would take a precise move. She closed her mind and brought her hands behind her. In a split second she swung it forward and a blast of force exploded through the floor, tearing everything apart. The brick tower shuddered under the force and the Toys fell to pieces in front of her. Not a moment too soon, Maka pivoted her footing and kicked off the ground, right at the window. Her foot slammed into the glass and sent shards spreading everywhere. She could feel the momentum building in her face as she was hurled forward. Then suddenly, gravity overtook her and she was falling. With seconds before she hit the ground everything slowed and she was able to calculate her footing. "You know Soul, this is the last time I listen to you." She bent her knees and collided with the lego-street. She turned to look up at the building and watched it shatter to pieces. Maka slapped her face in her palms. "You know what I just realized?" Soul waited. "This is probably not the best way to win a game of hide-and-seek." Soul burst out laughing and tried to control himself as building pieces littered the ground around them. "Okay Maka, we need to head down the street, try and find someone else from the game, these zombie toys attacked for a reason, we need to find out why."

Maka nodded and shot down the street. It was weird, she thought, for it to be so quiet on a street that was filled with toys. Just as she spoke, as if called, a group of toy soldiers appeared in her path. Maka swung Soul around her like a helicopter. "You little bastards want a piece of me." A grenade sounded behind her and sent her rolling forward. Her face slammed into the hard lego below her. She cursed, picking herself up with her arms and spat a bit of blood at her feet. "You'll pay for that." She turned and ran, full speed, at the building next to her, she jumped onto the ledge and made her way to the top of the building and found her assailant, a mortar firer. She brought the scythe up behind her and slashed at him, knocking him off the building and on top of his friends. "Soul, I don't know how long we can stay 'hidden.' We need a plan." Soul laughed. "Maka, you really don't listen to me, do you."

[Tidus Shuyin]

"Boss?" Agumon asked. Marcus in mean time was not sure what to do. Man, who had awoken still was throwing up but all others on the boat were still asleep. I am the only one here. Only one, who can lead this boat. "Agumon, do you feel better?" Marcus asked. Agumon nodded. Marcus got to the boat's wheel and started to steer it in some direction. I must find that other boat and sink it. He looked, as trying to notice something. Nothing. He thought maybe the mist is at fault, so that he could not see anything in front of him, nor next to him, nor behind him. He only heard noises under his boat - monsters were swarming beneath him, getting ready to eat someone, who falls into there. Agumon on the other hand was sitting down, knowing that soon enough his Boss, Marcus will say his magical words: "It's fightin' time!"

[Judge of Power]

Back again, and sorry to do this to you, just thought it was unfair to make one team go through hell and not make the others-- Who am I kidding? Seriously this is just a day job, and it's a hell of a lot more fun than sitting on the receiving end. Here's your spell, little creepers.

Candy monsters aren't very fair,
Too bad I don't care,
Come to life o' lords of sweet,
You have some competition to defeat,

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[Yellow Flash]

Peter had been staring out at the other boat, while he slowly recovered from his massive yell that had propelled the boat so far ahead. Suddenly his thoughts of home and escape were interrupted by a loud, bark that came from behind him. Peter quickly spun around on one foot to stare at the person who had uttered the sound. The person or more correctly the wolf that was behind him had been the one to speak. A wolf......can it speak? Peter wondered as he looked at the wolf in front of him. Shrugging he decided to project his thoughts with telepathy into the animal’s mind to see if it could understand him. My name is Peter....we are on a boat in a race....we have to win to get out of here....if you understand speak or think your response... Peter projected into the animal’s mind.

As he waited for the wolf to respond to him, Peter looked out at the other boat that they were slowly growing ahead off, but as he looked he suddenly felt a wave bigger than the others smash against the bow. As soon as this wave hit another one hit from the right, and this one almost tipped the boat over. “Great another challenge...” Peter muttered as he held onto ropes on the side of the boat to keep from falling over, he glanced at the wolf again and projected another thought. If you can help.....please do... Peter was then cut off as the boat almost threw him off into the sea, where he could see giant sharks circling around. Peter suddenly wished that he had taken sailing lessons or something like it when he was younger. As it would be so helpful now.... He muttered to himself as he watched the sharks circle below.

It seemed to Peter that the wolf that was on the purple boat and had recently woken up, was just a dumb animal. It hadn’t responded to his mind probes and seemed to be staring out to sea. Oh well….what help would a wolf be anyway? Peter thought to himself, as another gigantic wave rushed over the side of the ship, almost sinking it. Peter shook the stinking bath water out of his hair and pulled out a piece of sea weed that had lodged itself into his shirt. He then realized that he had to figure out a way to get out of these rough rapids and into calmer water. But why should I?… That little evil voice in the back of his head asked him. I could just fly to the end easily… Peter slowly hovered in the air as the side that wanted to get the hell out of here slowly won him over.

“NO!” Peter shouted out as he jumped back down onto the boat. There are still two people asleep on this boat….I’m not going to leave them….I am the only one with the power to win this race… Peter said to himself as a wave more gigantic than all the ones before it rose up in front of the slowing, purple boat. Peter glared at it, using all of his telekinesis power to keep it in place and to stop it from sinking the boat. He took a step forward and the wave moved backwards. Peter knew he could not destroy the wave, since he did not have that power, but he could redirect it with telekinesis. His first thought was to send it spiraling at the other ship and thus secure his win. No….other people must be on that boat….and they just want to get home themselves….this must be a fair race…no matter the prize… With this conviction Peter summoned all his power and forced the wave to spiral away in the other direction, away from the green boat. “Now to get this ship back to wining this race…” Peter muttered under his breathe as he walked towards the sails.

[Tidus Shuyin]

And there, Marcus noticed it. Fog somehow had freed Marcus' view and there he saw the second boat. Both boats, even if the range was long, seemed to be in one line. Fair ride, fair win. Marcus looked back at sleeping bodies on his boat. No one was moving. No one. Just the "throwing up" man. "Boss, is this a fighting time?" Agumon asked.

For Marcus, this whole thing seemed like a wrong nightmare. Dream. He was used to his old way to take care of enemy - by initiating fighting time! But now, he saw himself acting as Thomas - planning, doing fair and square to win the opponent. Seems I have been long time away from the Real World. He sighed and concentrated on the goal ahead - winning the race. "No Agumon. Not yet. This is fight without fists." Marcus said. If Thomas hears about this, I am so screwed!

It was hard to make this boat move fast, as this was not a motorized boat or something. It was an usual boat, with wind's power. Okay, we need wind. We need speed. Think Marcus, think! He looked around, trying to find something useful for boat to move faster. He even looked under sleeping bodies, which even had no affect, when Marcus moved them. Man, these bodies are like dead bodies! But that was not the right thing, what really Marcus made to worry. If this is challenge, then it is but why this thing can't have motor?

Marcus had one more hope - Under the deck. He felt, that under there must be something. I know, that there is motor somewhere! There should be! "Agumon! Take over the wheel!" Marcus yelled, as he head downstairs. "Yes, boss!" Agumon replied and took over the wheel, leading it to move straight ahead. Come on! This junk is making us to lose! Marcus in meanwhile searched the lower part of boat untill... Got something! Not exactly motor but ventilator, which will produce necessary wind for the boat move faster.

[Yellow Flash]

And there, Marcus noticed it. Fog somehow had freed Marcus' view and there he saw the second boat. Both boats, even if the range was long, seemed to be in one line. Fair ride, fair win. Marcus looked back at sleeping bodies on his boat. No one was moving. No one. Just the "throwing up" man. "Boss, is this a fighting time?" Agumon asked.

For Marcus, this whole thing seemed like a wrong nightmare. Dream. He was used to his old way to take care of enemy - by initiating fighting time! But now, he saw himself acting as Thomas - planning, doing fair and square to win the opponent. Seems I have been long time away from the Real World. He sighed and concentrated on the goal ahead - winning the race. "No Agumon. Not yet. This is fight without fists." Marcus said. If Thomas hears about this, I am so screwed!

Peter had been slowly walking to the sails, taking his time, knowing that the green boat was so far behind he might not have to work so hard this time. Peter suddenly spotted the green boat and it seemed to his eyes that it was slowly gaining speed and catching up to him. "What? how?....they were so far behind.... " …..I guess they have better sailing skills then I do… Peter thought as he quickened his pace to the sails, but not by much. Reaching the sails in front of him, Peter saw that they had come unfurled thanks to the merciless beating of the waves. “Brilliant…” Peter muttered as he flew up to the level of the sails and started to fix them back into place.

After about five minutes of struggling with the sails, Peter had gotten nowhere. I am definitely learning how to sail when I get home….. Suddenly out of pure luck, Peter pulled on the one rope he had not pulled on before and the sail came furling out. “Thank you…” Peter muttered as he flew down back to the deck of the boat. However in that five minutes of the boat being stationary the green ship had gained on him, until it was right on his tail. Peter looked back and instantly noticed what was right behind him. Again the thought of destroying the ship in a single flick of a finger came to his mind again, but then he remembered that this was supposed to be a fair race. Better get going…… Peter muttered as he drew in a deep breathe and again hollered at the sails, sending out invisible sound waves to send the purple boat rocking forward again. However it only continued at half speed. Peter quickly ran to the front of the boat and looked over the edge to see what was hindering the speed of the ship. In front of the boat were massive bubbles that were stopping the purple ship from going at its normal speed. “Great…..bubbles?” Peter asked in shock. “What next?”

[Xuan]

A roar and earthquake jolted Luke out of his focus. A new sense of dread dripped into his heart and seized control as he spun around with his back against his opponent. It made no differences, he would sense the boy's movements as quick as lightning should he decide to take advantage. Or at least, he prayed, I hope I still retained this tiny, insignificant yet too significant Force power because...

At first sight one cannot believe his eyes. A rub, then a second later would the mind start to tick and comprehend. Believe actually came before the rub although the person usually ignores that bell in the head, so it was reality after the rub. Then you start mumbling, "Oh, where is my luck?" plus silent cursing that Han Solo's infamous good luck ain't on your side. Not even droids from the Separatists have to face such gruesome creature... Maybe yes, but definitely not as horriying and comical together.

His palm swept over his lightsaber again. Still no activation, and his confidence is slipping slowly but surely. A waving motion of his arms brought several more candy trees together as he slammed them together into shards of deadly sharpness.

The creature stomped on the ground again with its seemingly endless tentacles, the bright pink forehead turning into his direction, wide eye glaring. Luke took a deep breath.

He heaved forward his hands, and they traveled straight at the monster of sweets.

[Tidus Shuyin]

Marcus returned on deck with the ventilator in his hands. "Boss, we might have a problem!" Agumon said and pointed at Purple boat, which somehow was now in front of them. Damn it! Marcus started to run from one boat side to another, looking for some long stick or something which looks like one. And, luckily, there was one lying around. If there is god of this realm or world somewhere, he sure has made everything for everyone to compete. He, without wasting any time, got the wooden stick, tightened one ending into ship's floor, near the sail and stuffed the lectrical ventilator on it. Now only just to hope this thing is on batteries...


It seemed, that time passed before the ventilator started to work properly, producing necessary wind for them to move forward. This is pure luck, nothing else. Slowly, as Marcus noticed, his boat started to pick up speed and chasing the Pruple Boat in front of them. Somehow, for Marcus it looked like, that something is blocking the Purple Boat for to sail further. It's the water. Or, I guess, something under it. Marcus continued further, finally again getting in the lead. YES! "Boss! LOOK!" Agumon shouted.

Somehow, boat started to pick up the speed for itself. But that was no Boat - it was the current which faster and faster dragged them to their end - huge waterfall. NO! Both Marcus and Agumon yelled as getting closer and closer the waterfall...

[ZombiGirl]

It seemed to Peter that the wolf that was on the purple boat and had recently woken up, was just a dumb animal. It hadn’t responded to his mind probes and seemed to be staring out to sea. Oh well….what help would a wolf be anyway? Peter thought to himself, as another gigantic wave rushed over the side of the ship, almost sinking it. Peter shook the stinking bath water out of his hair and pulled out a piece of sea weed that had lodged itself into his shirt. He then realized that he had to figure out a way to get out of these rough rapids and into calmer water. But why should I?… That little evil voice in the back of his head asked him. I could just fly to the end easily… Peter slowly hovered in the air as the side that wanted to get the hell out of here slowly won him over.

“NO!” Peter shouted out as he jumped back down onto the boat. There are still two people asleep on this boat….I’m not going to leave them….I am the only one with the power to win this race… Peter said to himself as a wave more gigantic than all the ones before it rose up in front of the slowing, purple boat. Peter glared at it, using all of his telekinesis power to keep it in place and to stop it from sinking the boat. He took a step forward and the wave moved backwards. Peter knew he could not destroy the wave, since he did not have that power, but he could redirect it with telekinesis. His first thought was to send it spiraling at the other ship and thus secure his win. No….other people must be on that boat….and they just want to get home themselves….this must be a fair race…no matter the prize… With this conviction Peter summoned all his power and forced the wave to spiral away in the other direction, away from the green boat. “Now to get this ship back to wining this race…” Peter muttered under his breathe as he walked towards the sails.

Amaterasu had heard the man's thoughts, but she was unsure if she could hear her replies. She stared tiredly into the shimmering sea, thinking of any techniques that might help them...Whirlpool, Water Lily? But somehow that wouldn't be quite fair...

Ammy shook her muzzle, to wake herself up. She knew than Issun would be ashamed of her laziness, she scolded . Now awake, she turned towards the sodden man, who was walking away, towards the billowing sails. Did he think she was just a stupid animal too, like every other human? With mischief twinkling in her jet black eyes, she cast Waterspout from the sea to the man's already soaking head, and without breathing, used Galestorm behind the flailing sails to send the little boat on a small burst of speed, overpowering the rolling waves.

Finally, scraping the last of her ink together, she pointed the celestial brush at the limit of it's range, the little green boat that was bobbing happily ahead of them, and cast Whirlwind, generating a tornado that appeared just close enough to the boat. It would only be temporary, but it should give them another chance.

Smugly, she waited for her companion's reaction, as her ink replenished, her majestic white muzzle contorted into her best 'stupid dog' expression.

[Helix: The True Hero]

"Well then, Neku,"

Axel made his decision.

“I say we get this going.” His left hand rose into the air with the grace and demeanor of a Dancer, and a torrent of red and white flame engulfed it in a burning veil that draped the otherwise cool room with a wave of humidity. The room, in response, felt obliged to begin melting; it reconfigured itself into something more…malevolent, and malicious. The walls riveted and gulleted, crafting in their shifting surfaces faces etched with wicked expressions. The ceiling crumbled, bringing fragments of gingerbread and dried icing to Axel’s feet. The windows turned black and shadowed the two competitors’ eyes from the saccharine and sugary world on the other side. Yes, it was a change that would only occur in fantasy and fiction, but where did that leave Axel and Neku?

On the border? He certainly hoped so.

[Lone Wolf]

Unbeknownst to the spirit duo, there lay many secrets beneath the cold substance. Plentiful traps to fall into. They braved the icy cold as they walked towards nothing in particular. There was nothing to halt their progress, no signs to further it either and this was the most troubling. Amidamaru was sent ahead as Yoh rested on what seemed to be a giant half eaten ice cream cone.

"Now who do you think could of done that?," mused Yoh.

Amidamaru had returned, information less again and a little down in spirits as a result. "Who knows. There is little we can understand about this place."

"Just chill out." Yoh smiled. "We'll find out way out of this buddy. We always do... I just wish I knew where Anna and Morti are..."

He let out a melancholic sigh and stood up slowly, years of battle finally making their mark. He looked around at the emptiness and reconciled his eyes as he met Amidamaru.

"Yoh.. I think we found our giant."

A great tremor shook the ground beneath him and almost knocked him out of balance. As he regained his pose he met eye to eye with the most intriguing thing he had seen in that frozen wasteland. A giant baby, mouth agape was gnawing on the half eaten cone with a single tooth. It gnawed furiously and rejoiced by bouncing every time it managed to snap a piece off. Yoh and Amidamaru watched the struggling infant with renewed curiosity and a underlying fear. Both took precaution and stepped back ever so slowly, making sure the babe did not notice the two. Snapped! Something snapped underneath Yoh's shoe and a quick observation revealed a cookie broken in half. That finally caught the giant's attention. It's massive head looked like it mutated. The docile face of the baby, replaced with the evil of an imp's. It bounced from its unfinished meal and lunged its arms at Yoh who had immediately gotten out of the range of its newly formed claws.

"Someone needs anger management. Amidamaru are you ready?"

"Always."

SPIRIT UNITY!

A brief moment of silence captured the scene. Amidamaru and Yoh drifted towards each other simultaneously until one overlapped the other. Amidamaru entered the confinements of Yoh's. Both souls synchronized into one and Yoh had obtained the years of training of the ancient samurai. He unsheathed a sword that he kept at his side and faced the giant imp. Yoh's playfulness and the tenacity of Amidamaru, forged into one body. Unimaginable possibilities.

The imp attacked rapidly and the synchronized shaman warrior blocked just as quickly. Yoh saw his chance, a hole in the imps swing and he took advantage of it. As the fist slammed down he lightly sidestepped to one side and jumped to avoid the second fist. He ran up the thick arm of the imp running his blade through it. Muscles ripped and the bone gave way under the destroyed tissue. It fell down and limped at the imp's side.

"Done."

"Not so fast Yoh here he comes again."

The giant imp, angered by the loss of its arm attacked even more ferociously with the remaining one and now in addition to the razor sharp claw, it spewed out a poison cloud from its mouth. A cloud that smelled like acid.

What to do...

[VenFan]

Lulu felt misplaced. According to her insight, she had been abandoned - abandoned on a deserted wasteland… of desserts. The closest thing to a living being was the gingerbread woman she’d spotted, situated beside the gumdrop igloo further on. She felt an anticipation to tear through the dreamland, devouring everything she encountered. What other purpose would a world made of sugary sweets serve? Lulu took a glance at the landscape, noticing the glistening flood of sugar crystals beneath her, which she assumed was supposed to be snow.

Her senses beckoned a vigilant nature as a piercing yell ruptured her eardrum.

The Black Mage could hear the word “hello,” though the tone was outlandish, and the voice was unfamiliar to her. It seemed she was not alone in this wonderland, after all. Her head shifted to the side, slightly observing the figure from her peripheral view. The indistinguishable silhouette before her kept a feminine physique. Rogue? Or, perhaps, Clare?

She remained still. She would soon find out.

[HappyHeartless]

Lulu felt misplaced. According to her insight, she had been abandoned - abandoned on a deserted wasteland… of desserts. The closest thing to a living being was the gingerbread woman she’d spotted, situated beside the gumdrop igloo further on. She felt an anticipation to tear through the dreamland, devouring everything she encountered. What other purpose would a world made of sugary sweets serve? Lulu took a glance at the landscape, noticing the glistening flood of sugar crystals beneath her, which she assumed was supposed to be snow.

Her senses beckoned a vigilant nature as a piercing yell ruptured her eardrum.

The Black Mage could hear the word “hello,” though the tone was outlandish, and the voice was unfamiliar to her. It seemed she was not alone in this wonderland, after all. Her head shifted to the side, slightly observing the figure from her peripheral view. The indistinguishable silhouette before her kept a feminine physique. Rogue? Or, perhaps, Clare?

She remained still. She would soon find out.

Delirium was breathing heavily as she came close to the form she had seen earlier, the form which now turned out to be a woman dressed in black. She stopped in front of her – leaving a gap about ten feet wide between them – and bent over while clutching her knees, trying to catch her breath. Her chest heaved up and down as she stuttered, trying hard to speak.

”UhM… aRe, sIgh, arE yOu…”
She stopped again and sat down then took a deep breath in and out. Then once again; breathing in… and out. Finally she caught her breath. She moved her hand through her hair as it grew longer and turned a darker shade of red, then pointed at the woman before her.

”yOu KiNdA lOok LiKe biG siS, yA’ kNOw tHat?”
Slowly she got back up and scratched her head as a confused look came across her face, then as if someone turned on a switch her face lit up with glee. She quickly clapped her hands together, as if to celebrate, then turned her attention back to the woman.
”oH! I rEmeMbEr NoW! aRe YOu HerE fOr tHE fOod fight aS wElL?

[rzgrz]

Finally, the green warrior drew a glowing green saber protruding from his coat, and began to help Vegeta.

As they both continued their assault on Quackers, they noticed it began to stitch itself with every slash and cut they put into it. They were both thinking the same thing. How could you defeat something that could heal itself? There was only one recourse of action Vegeta could think of.

"One of us is going to have to explode it from the inside!" he yelled to the old swordsman as they dodged a close tag from Mr. Quackers. "I think that I should do it. Unless one of you lunatics has a better idea instead of trying to escape?" he said, looking at the Blonde Robed Boy run into an invisible barrier that surrounded the cage, crystalizing to show there was no escape.

Yoda looked at Quackers again and then agreed. "through the back we must go for no mouth it has" he said as he began to speed jump across the crib. He finally got behind Quackers as the crib began to shake. Something was not right. A disturbance in the force had troubled Yoda from the begining but it wasn't till now that it had started to flow. Quackers was waking up and was now on the offensive.

As soon as Yoda got ready Quackers began to move and was now getting redy to tag. He had to move fast in order to stay out of the line of fire and that duck was no slow poke even for it's size. For some reason it could understand them and knew what Yoda's intentions were. "Learining it is, quickly we must act" he said as he started him climb up the back.

[Rex]

Renji had been out for quit a while. He didn’t like being on boats. After throwing up about 12 times before passing out. He felt the wind in his face. He opened his eye’s to see Marcus and his orange dinosaur he called Agumon. “What the hells going on” Renji said as he got up and looked down the river. “Oh hell…I didn’t sign up for this” Renji said as he looked at the waterfall that the boat was inching closer.

“Damn it…..if I use Hihiō Zabimaru we might have a chance…but then if I have to face one of these guys in a fight they’ll know about him…I have to think” Renji mumbled as he thought of anything he could do. “Alright anyone see something that we can grab on to so when we go over the waterfall we won’t fall off the boat” Renji asked. He knew that if no one came up with anything he would have to use Hihiō Zabimaru and that was something he really didn’t want to do…not yet anyway. “So…anyone have any ideas” Renji yelled.

[VenFan]

A blank, almost impassive expression was pasted onto Lulu’s tanned face. This woman… she held a peculiar, indifferent air about her. She had an outrageously bizarre look about her; her hair appeared to be tremendously messy on the left side of her head, strips dangling before her strange face, while the right side remained short and prickly. It resembled a sea of flames - the orange, yellow, and crimson hues seemed to be burning the shred of sanity lingering in her cerebrum, which she could easily identify from her appearance. Her enticing indigo eyes shouted “look at me,” and her crooked grin screeched “I’m a maniac.”

Fear was stricken into Lulu’s soul.

At last, Lulu found herself contemplating this woman’s statement, this “food fight.” Could this have been Lulu’s purpose here in this candy creation - for a mere food fight? She could not help but feel a newfound surge of irritation and fury. Although, this woman was obviously psychologically unstable. Perhaps it was a simple outburst of naivety and insanity?

No, it could not be… It actually sounded reasonable. There was almost no other purpose for a large array of sweets if they weren’t to be fought with. With a glare at the eccentric female, Lulu gave a slight shrug. She was not here to engage in actions as trivial as a food fight. She hadn’t been here for any particular reason. She did not ask to be here. She had no say in the matter. She simply found herself… here.

“I... guess I am.”

[HappyHeartless]

A blank, almost impassive expression was pasted onto Lulu’s tanned face. This woman… she held a peculiar, indifferent air about her. She had an outrageously bizarre look about her; her hair appeared to be tremendously messy on the left side of her head, strips dangling before her strange face, while the right side remained short and prickly. It resembled a sea of flames - the orange, yellow, and crimson hues seemed to be burning the shred of sanity lingering in her cerebrum, which she could easily identify from her appearance. Her enticing indigo eyes shouted “look at me,” and her crooked grin screeched “I’m a maniac.”

Fear was stricken into Lulu’s soul.

At last, Lulu found herself contemplating this woman’s statement, this “food fight.” Could this have been Lulu’s purpose here in this candy creation - for a mere food fight? She could not help but feel a newfound surge of irritation and fury. Although, this woman was obviously psychologically unstable. Perhaps it was a simple outburst of naivety and insanity?

No, it could not be… It actually sounded reasonable. There was almost no other purpose for a large array of sweets if they weren’t to be fought with. With a glare at the eccentric female, Lulu gave a slight shrug. She was not here to engage in actions as trivial as a food fight. She hadn’t been here for any particular reason. She did not ask to be here. She had no say in the matter. She simply found herself… here.

“I... guess I am.”

”ALlrIgHt! CoOl!”

Delirium started humming a soft tune as she carefully examined the woman before her. The black clothes, the pale skin, the black hair… She really did look a lot like Death, who is Deliriums older sister, except the woman before her was wearing a lot more clothes. (AnD whAt's wItH alLl tHe bEltS?) The resemblance made Delirium both fear and respect her without even knowing it, because after all, Death was her favorite.
”SoooOoOOo… tRyIng tO foOl mE wiTH yOuR lOOks, hUh?” she said, and then with a sharp motion she raised her finger towards the woman in black, while staring at her accusingly - but at the same time – humorously. ”iT wON’t wOrK!!”

She then proceeded to look around casually and started humming again, and then she started walking slowly to the side. She bent down to pick up a small pie with crumbled crusting, covered in cream, and then looked up at her opponent with a suspicious look. Delirium seemed to have a change of heart, and kept walking without picking up the pie. She then walked past a pile of cupcakes, and as discretely as she possibly could she noted the position of the top one.

As she came about two feet away from the cupcake pile with her back turned to it, she suddenly turned around, jumped, then did a somersault mid-air before landing next to the cupcakes. She quickly grabbed the one on the top and threw it as hard as she could towards the woman. Without even seeing if the tasty projectile covered in powdered sugar hit or not she ran away from the woman seeking cover, all while laughing hysterically and uncontrolled like a child having too much fun.

[Sora The Hero]

Yoda looked at Quackers again and then agreed. "through the back we must go for no mouth it has" he said as he began to speed jump across the crib. He finally got behind Quackers as the crib began to shake. Something was not right. A disturbance in the force had troubled Yoda from the begining but it wasn't till now that it had started to flow. Quackers was waking up and was now on the offensive.

As soon as Yoda got ready Quackers began to move and was now getting redy to tag. He had to move fast in order to stay out of the line of fire and that duck was no slow poke even for it's size. For some reason it could understand them and knew what Yoda's intentions were. "Learining it is, quickly we must act" he said as he started him climb up the back.

"I will attempt to find a source in the body" said Vegeta to the wise robed alien as they both dodged another close tag.

"I'm going to need you to open a hole with that sword of yours. If I cannot find a main source to shut it down, this will be the last time we see each other." Vegeta explained with a solemn but determined look as they quickly creeped onto the back of the monsterous duck.

"Are you ready? You and the others are going to have to distract him while I climb to the core. It may take time, but I should be able to burn this cotton like a forest fire. Use whatever you can to keep him busy. And don't get tagged! Got it?"

[videogame714]

This'll be interesting...

Clare gazed in awe as two of the others began to effortlessly attacked Quackers. Deciding to start to help, she released ten percent of her Yoma power, enough for her silver eyes to change to a piercing gold. Taking out her Claymore, the warrior began to mercilessly blitzing on the large monstrosity, but to no avail. Every hit that Clare and her teammates laid on the duck, within a matter of seconds, it stitched its wounds back together, as if nothing had happened. Ugh, just like when I fought Dauf, each hit barely does any damage, the Claymore reminisced. Now on red alert, the duck rose its hand and proceeded to tag Clare with it. Barely avoiding the tag, she landed a few more hits on the stomach, all to be stitched back up, and landed on the floor of the cage.

How are we supposed to even hurt this thing? Clare wondered. It seems impossible to defeat! Teresa, what would you do? Thinking of her motherly figure, Clare figured that Teresa would get rid of the beast as quickly as possible. But that seems impossible... Deciding to continue to fight, Clare jumped up, and started to bash the abnormality, but just as before, its wounds were swiftly healed. This Quackers is certainly not one to be reckoned with... Settling onto the cage floor once again, Clare called out to the other two, "You two! Stop fighting, we need to strategize!

[VenFan]

Predictable.

The baked delight slung toward Lulu’s still, dark frame. The glinting sugar and cream slid off from the golden cake in a torrent of sentimental sweetness. For such an abnormal individual, the woman had incredibly accurate precision. As Lulu’s eyes intersected in a cross, the delicious good prepared to ensnare her at rapid velocity. Though the sudden cupcake assault came as no surprise to her, she had no way of evading. Her heavily-fitted attire restricted her from the slightest reflexive movement. She seemed helpless as the sweet encroached her.

She retained her chary, deliberate disposition.

Lulu’s impassioned frame of mind took control of her entire body as she swung her right arm to the opposite side of her body with tremendous force. As her arm reached the forefront of her left shoulder, it stiffened. Her heavy eyelids plummeted to the bottom of her eyes. Complete and total attentiveness was of the greatest import.

“Fire.”

And at that very moment, a massive depth of combustion annexed her vicinity. The heat spurted onto her body in an instant as the once-golden cake became a shower of jet black soot. Her eyelids lifted to scan the area once more.

Both the cupcake and the woman vanished from her sight.

[Sora The Hero]

This'll be interesting...

Clare gazed in awe as two of the others began to effortlessly attacked Quackers. Deciding to start to help, she released ten percent of her Yoma power, enough for her silver eyes to change to a piercing gold. Taking out her Claymore, the warrior began to mercilessly blitzing on the large monstrosity, but to no avail. Every hit that Clare and her teammates laid on the duck, within a matter of seconds, it stitched its wounds back together, as if nothing had happened. Ugh, just like when I fought Dauf, each hit barely does any damage, the Claymore reminisced. Now on red alert, the duck rose its hand and proceeded to tag Clare with it. Barely avoiding the tag, she landed a few more hits on the stomach, all to be stitched back up, and landed on the floor of the cage.

How are we supposed to even hurt this thing? Clare wondered. It seems impossible to defeat! Teresa, what would you do? Thinking of her motherly figure, Clare figured that Teresa would get rid of the beast as quickly as possible. But that seems impossible... Deciding to continue to fight, Clare jumped up, and started to bash the abnormality, but just as before, its wounds were swiftly healed. This Quackers is certainly not one to be reckoned with... Settling onto the cage floor once again, Clare called out to the other two, "You two! Stop fighting, we need to strategize!

"We have agreed to implode it from the inside using myself to find the core. You two are going to need to distract him after I have entered the body." Vegeta explained to the girl as she also climbed to the back of their adversary.

"You both are going to need to get those two out of here once you see a glowing light in the body." he said, pointiing Do not, I repeat, do not get tagged. I would not like to see the consequences of Quackers." Vegeta quickly turned to the old one, who was beginning to cut a hole into Quackerz.

Then the crib began to shake violently, as Quackers began to buck like a bronco, making the trio of warriors hold on for dear life to the mutant duck.

[Sora-Keyblade]

In the middle of the tension that was behind Ocelot, lies an another obstacle as he is transported to unfamiliar grounds. Ocelot hasn't been as much irritated as he was at that second, but that still didn't make him lose his focus, for as he knew if he continued on he would be like a sheep for his opposites. "Hm? A world drawn with the hands of a child? Does that mean that I have to drop my camouflage?" He whispered. He went north for perception on any victims, but alas, he might be the first of this child play.

[HappyHeartless]

Predictable.

The baked delight slung toward Lulu’s still, dark frame. The glinting sugar and cream slid off from the golden cake in a torrent of sentimental sweetness. For such an abnormal individual, the woman had incredibly accurate precision. As Lulu’s eyes intersected in a cross, the delicious good prepared to ensnare her at rapid velocity. Though the sudden cupcake assault came as no surprise to her, she had no way of evading. Her heavily-fitted attire restricted her from the slightest reflexive movement. She seemed helpless as the sweet encroached her.

She retained her chary, deliberate disposition.

Lulu’s impassioned frame of mind took control of her entire body as she swung her right arm to the opposite side of her body with tremendous force. As her arm reached the forefront of her left shoulder, it stiffened. Her heavy eyelids plummeted to the bottom of her eyes. Complete and total attentiveness was of the greatest import.

“Fire.”

And at that very moment, a massive depth of combustion annexed her vicinity. The heat spurted onto her body in an instant as the once-golden cake became a shower of jet black soot. Her eyelids lifted to scan the area once more.

Both the cupcake and the woman vanished from her sight.

Delirium was crouching down behind a lollipop tree with an expression on her face that revealed nothing but deep concentration and focus. As she was running for cover she had seen her cupcake projectile being burned to a crisp as the woman in black had merely moved her hand.
IiiInTereSTing… VErY iNterEstIng!” she thought, then zoned out for a moment. ”tHe WoRd fiRE ReaLLy dOEs rHyME wItH wIrE!”
Realizing what she had just thought of she shook her head violently while concentrating upon the matter at hand once again.

She knew what she needed, but unfortunately “making devious plans” wasn’t a skill Delirium could brag of being adept at, she had always been a spur of the moment kind of girl. Well, almost always. She tried making up several scenarios in her head but she just kept getting images of butterflies and meaningless paintings. She had realized one thing though; if that woman could burn something right in front of her with nothing but a motion, she could probably burn something farther away too.

Suddenly she got an idea. A clever grin spread across her face as she rewarded herself with a little pat on the shoulder, ”gOoD jOb” she whispered to herself then prepared to take action.

A few seconds went by then the form of Delirium burst out from cover with hands full of all kinds of candy. M&M’s, jellybeans, gumdrops and tiny lollipops flew towards her adversary’s general direction as the little girl desperately threw the different candy without even looking. She Ran zigzag but completely within sight, and most of the candy she threw didn’t even land close to Lulu.

Was this really such a good plan?

[Tidus Shuyin]

Renji had been out for quit a while. He didn’t like being on boats. After throwing up about 12 times before passing out. He felt the wind in his face. He opened his eye’s to see Marcus and his orange dinosaur he called Agumon. “What the hells going on” Renji said as he got up and looked down the river. “Oh hell…I didn’t sign up for this” Renji said as he looked at the waterfall that the boat was inching closer.

“Damn it…..if I use Hihiō Zabimaru we might have a chance…but then if I have to face one of these guys in a fight they’ll know about him…I have to think” Renji mumbled as he thought of anything he could do. “Alright anyone see something that we can grab on to so when we go over the waterfall we won’t fall off the boat” Renji asked. He knew that if no one came up with anything he would have to use Hihiō Zabimaru and that was something he really didn’t want to do…not yet anyway. “So…anyone have any ideas” Renji yelled.

Finally! Marcus seemed happy as noticed some life, even from the one, who had been throwing up for a time. He kind of still knew they were in great danger - the waterfall. "We have a chance to get through it, untouched. And I didn't sign up for this too, y'know!" Marcus yelled back, explaining a little the situation they were in. Okay, Man is suggesting some attack. But I have a little more amusing idea. "Agumon, you ready?" Marcus asked.

That seemed for Marcus the only way. They had to get on the bottom of the waterfall, without diving into water and getting wet. Plus the danger of Huge monsters were making them fear for their lives. Marcus drew out his Digivice. "Boss, your DNA charge..." Agumon said, as he noticed Marcus' usual orange light swarming around him. Marcus charged it into the digivice with his usual yell: DNA CHARGE! OVERDRIVE! And Agumon in front of their eyes changed into ShineGreymon, of course, high in air. Marcus jumped on huge ShineGreymon's back. "Okay, ShineGreymon! You know what to do!" Marcus said. "I'm on it, boss!" ShineGreymon took the boat and safely delivered it at the bottom of the waterfall. After seconds, ShineGreyMon was back in his Agumon form and Marcus continued their way way ahead, revealing that they were now much further than the other ship.

[VenFan]

A cascade of tiny candy pieces enclosed her body in a flurry of sweetened fury. The girl was quite reckless as much as she was manic. This came as a handicap to her. Perhaps she could use this disadvantage to her advantage. Her concentration was shattered by the sudden assault of candies. A quick breath escaped the Black Mage’s lips as she calmly attempted to regain her previously deliberate composure.

Time itself seemed to be slowing down before her very eyes. In such a state of pure concentration, the distractions of sudden occurrences came as no crucial issue. It only provided her with an instant to ponder her own actions and responses. Her thoughts flowed as she began to consider the possibilities of retaliation… Flowing…

…Flowing!

Lulu’s underwent another reflexive action with her arms. Calmly, they drifted about one another in various motions, like a steadily-flowing creek. The creek made no abrupt changes. It did not reach any tide. It made no contact with any minor disruptions. It did not splash. It only flowed. Not a single disturbance.

The thick, sugary atmosphere brushed onto Lulu’s smooth skin, coinciding with the fluid motions of her limbs. A liquid sensation splashed onto her body as tiny droplets appeared to be forming on her body with each stroke. Her eyes slowly began to reveal themselves once more, and her mouth mimicked the motion.

“Watera.”

Finally, a rigid Lulu came from the sinuous movements. Her arms repelled one another in an unyielding T-shape as a river of sugary water from the sweet atmosphere surrounded her and enshrouded the miniscule pieces of candy. Their movement was halted, going with the flow of the current. Her arms finally lifted into a sudden Y-shape. The stream of liquid around her imitated the movement as it ascended into the air.

Then came an X-shape, as the sea of candies rushed for the euphoric female before her.

[HappyHeartless]

A cascade of tiny candy pieces enclosed her body in a flurry of sweetened fury. The girl was quite reckless as much as she was manic. This came as a handicap to her. Perhaps she could use this disadvantage to her advantage. Her concentration was shattered by the sudden assault of candies. A quick breath escaped the Black Mage’s lips as she calmly attempted to regain her previously deliberate composure.

Time itself seemed to be slowing down before her very eyes. In such a state of pure concentration, the distractions of sudden occurrences came as no crucial issue. It only provided her with an instant to ponder her own actions and responses. Her thoughts flowed as she began to consider the possibilities of retaliation… Flowing…

…Flowing!

Lulu’s underwent another reflexive action with her arms. Calmly, they drifted about one another in various motions, like a steadily-flowing creek. The creek made no abrupt changes. It did not reach any tide. It made no contact with any minor disruptions. It did not splash. It only flowed. Not a single disturbance.

The thick, sugary atmosphere brushed onto Lulu’s smooth skin, coinciding with the fluid motions of her limbs. A liquid sensation splashed onto her body as tiny droplets appeared to be forming on her body with each stroke. Her eyes slowly began to reveal themselves once more, and her mouth mimicked the motion.

“Watera.”

Finally, a rigid Lulu came from the sinuous movements. Her arms repelled one another in an unyielding T-shape as a river of sugary water from the sweet atmosphere surrounded her and enshrouded the miniscule pieces of candy. Their movement was halted, going with the flow of the current. Her arms finally lifted into a sudden Y-shape. The stream of liquid around her imitated the movement as it ascended into the air.

Then came an X-shape, as the sea of candies rushed for the euphoric female before her.

”fIrE ANd wATer?”

Deliriums slink form watched from the corner of her green eye, the left one, as large quantities of water came streaming out of nowhere, rushing towards her and bringing with it all the candy she had so recklessly thrown. The sound of the rushing water was soothing and the smell of the sweets; delicious. What a fight indeed.

Delirium kept running away from her previous cover, but started to turn so she could move away from the rushing water. It was a lot faster than her, however, and it wouldn’t be long until it overtook her, drowning her in both sweets and water.
Well, that would have been the case.

She came to a complete stop then turned around sharply, facing the water. Her red hairs fluttered due to the sudden motion, and even though it was malformed and had no sensible shape anyone could clearly notice how it was once beautiful. She stretched both her arms out wide as if to welcome the water, and then she smiled. Then she laughed.

The water struck her with amazing force, but the second it hit her she burst into thousands of tiny bubbles colored in hundreds of different colors; an illusion. It was a copy.
The same laughter that had emerged from the illusions throat a few moments earlier erupted from a different place, on the side of the woman dressed in black. Delirium was rushing towards Lulu with her arms raised; in the left was a handful of cream and in the right another cupcake. Mustering all the force her tiny but ancient body could she threw them both at close range towards Lulu then immediately transformed halfway into a large eagle, leaving her lower body in its normal form. Certainly not intentionally, but nothing she would notice ever. She had her wings, and that was all she needed to gain distance as quickly as possible.

[IndieJocky]

"Well then, Neku,"

Axel made his decision.

“I say we get this going.” His left hand rose into the air with the grace and demeanor of a Dancer, and a torrent of red and white flame engulfed it in a burning veil that draped the otherwise cool room with a wave of humidity. The room, in response, felt obliged to begin melting; it reconfigured itself into something more…malevolent, and malicious. The walls riveted and gulleted, crafting in their shifting surfaces faces etched with wicked expressions. The ceiling crumbled, bringing fragments of gingerbread and dried icing to Axel’s feet. The windows turned black and shadowed the two competitors’ eyes from the saccharine and sugary world on the other side. Yes, it was a change that would only occur in fantasy and fiction, but where did that leave Axel and Neku?

On the border? He certainly hoped so.

Neku watched as everything around him disintegrated into nothing or crumbled apart and fell onto the floor. Small chunks of the walls remained all around him. To him they seemed like the silhouettes of the Reaper's wings. He could just imagine them flying from the pits of the ground to attack him. He knew, of course, that this wasn't possible. Joshua had given him his word and to add to that the possibility of them being here was low. If Neku believed in the word it might have been impossible but he knew better. Looking back at the man named Axel, Neku knew what he had in mind. He was poised to fight but Neku was ready to return the favor. Neku knew that he had to strike first or he would be killed. Neku slowly tightened his grip on his pin. He brought it slowly up to his chest and opened his hand. He looked down at the familiar site and saw it to be his Octo Squeeze pin. He gave a small smile and looked back at Axel.
"I don't want to fight you, but if I have to I'll do it."
Neku stretched out his hand and focused his mind on the air above Axel's head. The power began to surge up once again and in the air a disturbance began to take shape. At first it was a small black dot. The air around it started to bend as it was sucked into the dot. Then suddenly the dot began larger and now it was the size of a dinner plate. The suction area became larger and soon things all around them began to quake and rush towards the black hole; even the small remains beneath Axel's feet.

[ForgottenMemory]

“And what happens if we are ‘tagged’, brother?”

He pulled back from his supercilious state, lips compressed, and convulsed with a laugh. His features warped into a sarcastic grin, flashing his many teeth at the ridiculous-looking blonde. As the bowler-bearing youth swaggered closer, the thin britva danced on his fingers – all the more ready.
There was a savvy casualness about him as he eyed their supposed problem; a satirized finger reached to his curving smirk, as if thinking.

“Well!”

He began to pace in the distance between the grouping, and the colossal play-thing. This was, perhaps, a very unwise decision in regards to general safety. The malchick, however, remained completely ignorant, his focus flickering about the curious assembly before him.
There was first the sturdy man, short of height, with the incredible gravity-defying and vibrant hair. With that rough-set tone and constant chatter, the fiendish one noticed quite skorry that he seemed to be the one in charge here.
For now…

With him was a most outlandish little creature, which was clearly the one assisting in these plots most alongside the “leader”. He – was it a he? – was stunningly diminutive in comparison to any being he had ever witnessed before. The one standing aside caught his attention, though, and he paused – mid pace – to mind her more clearly. With sharp eyes and an odd-knockyaura about her, she gave the impression of being oomny. Not as oomny as him though, of course.
Clapping his hands together, blade still clasped in the palm of his right, he addressed the assemblage:

“I would say that it was a pleasure to meet you all, but as it would seem, no introductions have been govereeted.”

The juvenile’s gaze shifted momentarily to a figure he had yet to take in; the man was clothed darkly, and not much else could be determined due to his distance from the rest.

His audacious azure eyes narrowed.

“And one must truly wonder:” at this, he turned to face the lot again, “What would come about if some lewdy was ‘tagged’?"
The inquire that flowed smoothly in his clever inflection was a hidden calculation, a scheming façade.
What do you have? He urged with his eyes, Do you possess something of interessovat?

I must take something.

[Number13Roxas]

Pikachu looked around, he was on a large boat in the middle of sparkling waters with others on the boat with him. "Be the first to cross the finish line with your team.....But keep an eye out of sea monsters", the words rang in his head. He didn't know where he heard them, but he had the feeling it was what he had to do. "Okay, I can do this" he thought. "These people will help me". Once again he didn't know how but this seemed right. He ran on all fours towards them. "Pika Pika!", "Whats going on?"He tried to convey to them by flailing his arms about. He looked across the sea and saw another boat with multiple passengers by their side, they seemed to be engaged in some sort of race with them. With a look of determination he resolved to win this race.


OOC: Sorry it took so long, busy schedule, but i'm on summer vacation now so hopefully that helps. It's hard to join in the middle :/

[Yellow Flash]

Amaterasu had heard the man's thoughts, but she was unsure if she could hear her replies. She stared tiredly into the shimmering sea, thinking of any techniques that might help them...Whirlpool, Water Lily? But somehow that wouldn't be quite fair...

Ammy shook her muzzle, to wake herself up. She knew than Issun would be ashamed of her laziness, she scolded . Now awake, she turned towards the sodden man, who was walking away, towards the billowing sails. Did he think she was just a stupid animal too, like every other human? With mischief twinkling in her jet black eyes, she cast Waterspout from the sea to the man's already soaking head, and without breathing, used Galestorm behind the flailing sails to send the little boat on a small burst of speed, overpowering the rolling waves.

Finally, scraping the last of her ink together, she pointed the celestial brush at the limit of it's range, the little green boat that was bobbing happily ahead of them, and cast Whirlwind, generating a tornado that appeared just close enough to the boat. It would only be temporary, but it should give them another chance.

Smugly, she waited for her companion's reaction, as her ink replenished, her majestic white muzzle contorted into her best 'stupid dog' expression.

Peter suddenly felt a burst of water on the back of his head, drenching his already soaking hair. He spun around looking for the source, as the purple boat suddenly sprung through the bubbles with a burst of speed. Peter spun around again looking quite comical now, as he searched for the source of the strange air burst. He looked critically at the wolf, who was staring at him with big eyes and a stupid doggy grin upon its face. Did you do this?... Peter started to project when he suddenly heard a massive roar from up ahead. Running to the prow of the boat he sought where the sound came from, and watched as the green boat flew down a waterfall on top of something.

Peter had to act fast, or this boat was going to sink or crash with his team mates on it. Many ideas flashed through Peter’s mind on how he was going to get the boat to the bottom of the water, when suddenly the most obvious idea presented itself to him. Of course……I fly the boat down… He then looked at the wolf as the waterfall slowly got nearer and nearer. “Hold on…” He muttered as he flew of the boat as it started its downward fall on the waterfall. The idea of running away and perhaps stealing the other boat presented themselves to Peter’s already stressed brain. No….I can’t… With an effort Peter forced the thoughts away and flew down under the falling, purple boat. He quickly lifted it up with his strength and lowed it carefully onto the water below the waterfall.

“Safe…” He muttered as he jumped back into the ship, as a wind lifted its sails and sent skipping over the waves towards the green ship, which was now only a few miles ahead of them. “Game on…” Peter laughed as he suddenly realized that he was having fun, this was a new challenge to him and one that did no involve fighting or killing people, and because of this reason it let him fully enjoy the challenge that was before him. So wolf…..do you speak? He thought a thought directed at the wolf.

Peter suddenly noticed that another member of his team had woken up. A small yellow animal ran towards him, yelling "Pika, Pika!" In a loud, high pitched scream. Are any of my team acctually humans?.... Peter questioned himself as he sent another probe at the strange animal asking him his name.

[ZombiGirl]

Peter suddenly felt a burst of water on the back of his head, drenching his already soaking hair. He spun around looking for the source, as the purple boat suddenly sprung through the bubbles with a burst of speed. Peter spun around again looking quite comical now, as he searched for the source of the strange air burst. He looked critically at the wolf, who was staring at him with big eyes and a stupid doggy grin upon its face. Did you do this?... Peter started to project when he suddenly heard a massive roar from up ahead. Running to the prow of the boat he sought where the sound came from, and watched as the green boat flew down a waterfall on top of something.

Peter had to act fast, or this boat was going to sink or crash with his team mates on it. Many ideas flashed through Peter’s mind on how he was going to get the boat to the bottom of the water, when suddenly the most obvious idea presented itself to him. Of course……I fly the boat down… He then looked at the wolf as the waterfall slowly got nearer and nearer. “Hold on…” He muttered as he flew of the boat as it started its downward fall on the waterfall. The idea of running away and perhaps stealing the other boat presented themselves to Peter’s already stressed brain. No….I can’t… With an effort Peter forced the thoughts away and flew down under the falling, purple boat. He quickly lifted it up with his strength and lowed it carefully onto the water below the waterfall.

“Safe…” He muttered as he jumped back into the ship, as a wind lifted its sails and sent skipping over the waves towards the green ship, which was now only a few miles ahead of them. “Game on…” Peter laughed as he suddenly realized that he was having fun, this was a new challenge to him and one that did no involve fighting or killing people, and because of this reason it let him fully enjoy the challenge that was before him. So wolf…..do you speak? He thought a thought directed at the wolf.

Peter suddenly noticed that another member of his team had woken up. A small yellow animal ran towards him, yelling "Pika, Pika!" In a loud, high pitched scream. Are any of my team acctually humans?.... Peter questioned himself as he sent another probe at the strange animal asking him his name.

Amaterasu composed herself, decided to try and communicate with this apparently super-human man. Almost shouting in her own mind, she thought outwards 'I am Okami Amaterasu, sun goddess. It was I who propelled the boat. I can use my Celestial Brush to help us win this race. I will try to help in any way I can. Your powers are extraordinary. Who are you?'.

With that done, she turned to the small yellow stranger in fascination. It's the colourful markings and cheerful expression reminded her of the animals of Nippon. When the man was done speaking to it, she walked forward, and 'Hello, little one. I am Amaterasu. What is your name?'

A growing warmth inside her reassured her that her ink powers had replinished fully. Dutifully, she pointed the Celestial brush at the sails, and again used Galestorm to speed up their journey. The distance between themselves and the pea-green boat grew ever smaller.

[Judge of Power]

Hello a third time honored guests. This time I am here to offer a little RPing action of my own. Here are some people who just got tagged, should their nonteam-mates choose to save them they will be unfrozen, but I will be tagging selected people every night, using Mr. Quackers.

Mr. Quackers has some ghostly friends,
Who seem to spell out all your ends,
Don't let them scare you too bad,
They'll only freeze you just a tad,


You've been tagged:
Firesnake
Sora the Hero
VideoGame714

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[Sora's Shadow]

Shikamaru looked at the teen, Geo, as he asked his question. Scratching the back of his head, he looked around and saw the big candy structure in the distance. It looked crooked, but it was the best place to put up a defense against other opponents around here.

"I suppose that 'building' should do. Strategically, its the best place to defend." He voiced his thoughts.

At that moment, he saw something, something shiny, move in their direction. Candy, he pulled Geo as the candy went past and looked in the direction the projectile had been launched. He could seem a man and something else. A candy beast.

"How troublesome...."

[rzgrz]

As cold as day the man was frozen rock solid right next to him. Could not move a muscle in his whole body. This was not good for Yoda would worry that he would be next. "What will happen this is" he said in a maner of dishonored shock. Frowning down at the man who sat there an grasped his sword ever yet not moving an inch to help. A ghost started to come toward Yoda and with reaction he force pushed it away from him.

With great speed Yoda then again went back down Quackers to rescue the man. If he can get in then he should be safe Yoda thought as he continued toward the ground. Quackers was on his tail as he moved but Yoda was still one step ahead as he went to unfreeze his newly aquanted friend.

[Sora The Hero]

“And what happens if we are ‘tagged’, brother?”

He pulled back from his supercilious state, lips compressed, and convulsed with a laugh. His features warped into a sarcastic grin, flashing his many teeth at the ridiculous-looking blonde. As the bowler-bearing youth swaggered closer, the thin britva danced on his fingers – all the more ready.
There was a savvy casualness about him as he eyed their supposed problem; a satirized finger reached to his curving smirk, as if thinking.

“Well!”

He began to pace in the distance between the grouping, and the colossal play-thing. This was, perhaps, a very unwise decision in regards to general safety. The malchick, however, remained completely ignorant, his focus flickering about the curious assembly before him.
There was first the sturdy man, short of height, with the incredible gravity-defying and vibrant hair. With that rough-set tone and constant chatter, the fiendish one noticed quite skorry that he seemed to be the one in charge here.
For now…

With him was a most outlandish little creature, which was clearly the one assisting in these plots most alongside the “leader”. He – was it a he? – was stunningly diminutive in comparison to any being he had ever witnessed before. The one standing aside caught his attention, though, and he paused – mid pace – to mind her more clearly. With sharp eyes and an odd-knockyaura about her, she gave the impression of being oomny. Not as oomny as him though, of course.
Clapping his hands together, blade still clasped in the palm of his right, he addressed the assemblage:

“I would say that it was a pleasure to meet you all, but as it would seem, no introductions have been govereeted.”

The juvenile’s gaze shifted momentarily to a figure he had yet to take in; the man was clothed darkly, and not much else could be determined due to his distance from the rest.

His audacious azure eyes narrowed.

“And one must truly wonder:” at this, he turned to face the lot again, “What would come about if some lewdy was ‘tagged’?"
The inquire that flowed smoothly in his clever inflection was a hidden calculation, a scheming façade.
What do you have? He urged with his eyes, Do you possess something of interessovat?

I must take something.

Before Vegeta could give a smart remark, he felt an odd tingling on the back of his neck. As he turned around, a ghostly white hand disappeared into the dusk, and the Saiyan began to feel effects similar to the mark of Babbiti.

His judgment was beginning to go against his previous thoughts to help this team destroy this beast; now, it felt as though the beast was just another friend, another ploy in this evil plot by someone. But for Vegeta.......these were feelings he had since the beggining of this round in this caged torture chamber. He looked down, and saw that the blonde one gave him a smirk as if to confirm these feelings were mutual.

He turned around, and looked at the girl who had just joined them. She too, with a devious look on her face, began to eye the ancient little green thing and the somewhat insane-looking bowler hatted fool. But before this thing was to completely take over the mind of Vegeta, he would fight back until the very end.

"I will ask you this one thing" he whispered to his green ally, as he stumbled over in pain. "You will destroy this-" but before Vegeta could finish, his brain was suddenly taken over by one thought- last man standing.

And that is when the rock began to creep around Vegeta's body. Although as much as he tried to fight it, in a split second, the petrification had completely taken over.

[KingofheartsX]

Luffy had seen the monster climbing up the mountain and if Luffy didn't hurry who knew if he would be able to leave this place.
"No FOOD!!!!! AHHHH!!!!" Luffy's face turned red, veins popped in his head and were bulging all over his body.
Suddenly it didn't matter that the mountain wasn't easy to climb. more to the fact that one wrong move would probably cost him his life but the mere thought of being stuck here without any food, made Luffy go crazy.

"RAAAAHHH HAAAAAAA" Luffy was yelling more and more to somewhat fuel himself to move faster and faster, climbing up the mountain. Luffy quickly looked to the left of him so he could see where the monster was but it seemed Luffy had passed him.
As he looked back up though he could feel himself moving slower, his breathing became more and more shallow. Each breath he took felt cold and sharp.

"Must be because I'm climbing to a high place!" Luffy thought to himself as he quickly jumped to a nearby ledge that seemed to follow a trail that snaked along the mountain leading to the cave. Luffy wanted to catch his breath.
"I can't stop or rest right now, I need to get to that cave." Luffy thought as he panted. But as he had decided not to rest he began running up the path. Boulders seemed to be falling now as Luffy tried dodging them to the best that the terrain would allow him.
But a rush of several boulders at once had Luffy cornered.
"Damn! No Choice." Luffy thought as he centered himself, "GOMU GOMU NO! GATLING GUN!!!!! AHHAAAAAAAAHHH!" Luffy screamed as his fists blew the boulders to pieces, nothing was gonna hit him, but while he was destroying the final few boulders a thought occured to him.
"Take care of the monster!" With that in mind Luffy punched several pieces of rubble twice the size of his body to the other side of the mountain where he guessed the monster would be by now.

After all that was left was a cloud of dust, Luffy began running again, careful not to trip or stumble Luffy was making his way up the mountain very quickly. In a matter of minutes the trail seemed to stop going up and leveled out to a straight shot to a black and darkened cave.
"This must be it!" lUffy said as he panted some more and stood for a minute against the wall of the cave trying to catch his breath.
"That thing probably wasn't sent flying off the mountain, so I should see what's in this cave!" Luffy thought as he pushed himself off the cave wall and began walking further into the cave.

[kyo]

The world, according to those who are unable to see it, is made up of simple, geometric shapes. Entire cities could be reduced to simple rectangles and possibly circles resting atop a line segment; it all depends on where you live.
At that instant, visibility was not high on the list of desires; “Escape” had been penciled in for the top spot, replacing “Find a decent deli.”The chilling effect of the last line of his tormentor’s alteration of the accustomed children’s rhyme had not subsided. Even the abrupt spatter of the sprinkler system, fueled by uncomfortably hot water, did nothing to arouse him from the state of shock he had entered.

The material that had been utilized in the binding of his head softened and then dissipated, leaving no trace that it had existed. Waves of light entered his optical spheres and entered the queue to be interpreted by his brain. The queue was heavily muddled with other sensory emotions, such as pain, and by the time order had been restored, instinct had taken over and placed his body behind a rather poorly drawn tree.

The scenery around him appeared to be taken out of a child’s picture book. Quirky playthings were marching around out-of-proportion Jenga blocks, a robotic canine rose above the trees and emitted a mechanical bark at varying intervals. A spinning top was cruising above the buildings, swooping downward at precarious speeds. The cheery atmosphere created by these knick knacks caused tension when a rather horrendous teddy-bear-scissors hybrid turned the corner and approached the absent minded individual who stood bamboozled and fixed to the spot.

It was not fear the held his tongue and kept him rooted to the spot, but rather a morbid curiosity. The mutilated bear winked at him, a rather difficult task when the fact that the bear’s eye was a button sewed onto its head, and changed direction. A young woman with two-toned hair was its new trajectory.

It was the moment when the bear had been consumed by fire that he chose to make his move. He was still sore from his battle with his constraints but he made it over to the woman rather quickly. He approached her from behind and placed a hand on the leather jacket that covered her shoulder.
“Excuse me-“
Never before had he been addressing someone and cut off by an alligator, turned on its side with its jaws open, barreling through the air, snatching the listener from where he or she stood, and continued on its path, taking the recipient with it.

You’re supposed to say, “tag”

[Number13Roxas]

"Pika Pika" "I'm Pikachu" Pikachu told his human and wolf teammates. "it's so cool you can understand me". "So whats our plan now?" he asked. They had just survived a plunge down a long waterfall thanks to the powers of his teammates. He shivered a bit, they had incredible powers, it made him worry a bit. "I don't think I can match up to them" he thought to himself. "Ash would know what to do". He missed his master. He would simply have to trust them for now, he had no other choice. "They don't seem hostile" He thought. They seemed pretty friendly actually.

[videogame714]

It went as quickly as it had come. As Clare turned her back to express her opinion on the others' plan, Quackers had lifted its menacing hand, and tagged the warrior on the back. No... Trying to somehow escape it, she found she couldn't, her legs were already frozen over, being completely attatched to the floor of the medieval torture chamber. For the first time since she became a Claymore, Clare felt cold. This can't be happening! I have to keep my promises! And... I want to see Raki again. Rapidly turning her head to look at the condition of the others, she saw that the one with a black cloak and the one who told them their plan. Her eyes flew around the room, taking in the large, dark scenery, possibly her last. Teresa... save me... Please... Before her head was completely petrified, she screamed, "Somebody help me!" A moment before her last breath, Clare's eyes saw one thing: Raki.

[Helix: The True Hero]

Neku watched as everything around him disintegrated into nothing or crumbled apart and fell onto the floor. Small chunks of the walls remained all around him. To him they seemed like the silhouettes of the Reaper's wings. He could just imagine them flying from the pits of the ground to attack him. He knew, of course, that this wasn't possible. Joshua had given him his word and to add to that the possibility of them being here was low. If Neku believed in the word it might have been impossible but he knew better. Looking back at the man named Axel, Neku knew what he had in mind. He was poised to fight but Neku was ready to return the favor. Neku knew that he had to strike first or he would be killed. Neku slowly tightened his grip on his pin. He brought it slowly up to his chest and opened his hand. He looked down at the familiar site and saw it to be his Octo Squeeze pin. He gave a small smile and looked back at Axel.
"I don't want to fight you, but if I have to I'll do it."
Neku stretched out his hand and focused his mind on the air above Axel's head. The power began to surge up once again and in the air a disturbance began to take shape. At first it was a small black dot. The air around it started to bend as it was sucked into the dot. Then suddenly the dot began larger and now it was the size of a dinner plate. The suction area became larger and soon things all around them began to quake and rush towards the black hole; even the small remains beneath Axel's feet.

And just like that, through all the bizarre, unsettling, and otherworldly feelings that the Nobody had been tormented with – and had experimented with firsthand - through the vast majority of his rather non-existent life, the feeling of life-draining consistency of that disk, orchestrated by Neku’s hand it seemed, hit the top of the list. He could feel it vividly; his insides twisting and turning, writhing and wriggling as if to escape the inescapable; his breath, diminutive and stifling, as if to evade the inevitable; his mind, perplexed and struck with a sense of terror that really didn’t subsist in this Nobody’s hollow shell of a soul. Everything to him felt defeated and yearned so badly to give in, and just end…the…pain.

But his mind, sleek and straight as it ever would be, sought to reach a different goal altogether. Axel struggled against the otherworldly suction of the disk that grew, inch by painstaking inch, above him, blocking the ceiling completely from view. His feet elevated from that sweet marmalade floor, and his arms, as if chained and lifted by a deviant, omnipotent marionette, felt helpless and whipped this way and that. He managed to reclaim control of his chakram arm, however, and with whatever strength had not yet been sucked from him threw the fiery weapon upward and into the disk with surprising precision. No more than the blink of an eye later the void spat the chakram out distastefully, and it bounced and ricocheted round the room with rampant drive. The disk, as quickly as it had found its way to the potential end of Axel’s life, vanished. Soon after he fell to the floor, landing daintily on his boots with that same pervading smile. Had anything really ever happened?

“Now I just don’t get it,” he spoke to Neku again, who he knew had been trumped in a situation where the boy often won, “All I ask was for your name and a reason behind that uh…ridiculous clothing, and you attack me? Oh ho ho…I don't think you understand how this stuff's supposed to work...” He summoned both chakram this time.

“...You ever get that feeling where you’ve just made a mistake? A BIG one?”

Now was the time for a real fight.
He was ready.
And it was his turn?
How ironic.

[ZombiGirl]

"Pika Pika" "I'm Pikachu" Pikachu told his human and wolf teammates. "it's so cool you can understand me". "So whats our plan now?" he asked. They had just survived a plunge down a long waterfall thanks to the powers of his teammates. He shivered a bit, they had incredible powers, it made him worry a bit. "I don't think I can match up to them" he thought to himself. "Ash would know what to do". He missed his master. He would simply have to trust them for now, he had no other choice. "They don't seem hostile" He thought. They seemed pretty friendly actually.

Amaterasu heard the faint reply of the mouse-like creature, so she turned around politely, and told it truthfully "It's good to find another friend", wagging her tail happily she did so. "This man seems to be the captain of the boat, so I think we should try and and follow his orders. I have a power that I can use to speed up our journey, so that we may catch up the rival boat. If there is anything that you think you can do, please do so. We will have an advantage if we work as a team."

She wanted to inquire about the curious creatures' origins, but was aware of the bright green boat still ahead of them, so withdrew from their mental conversation hastily, and turned her steely gaze towards the growingly limp sails. She cast galestorm again, and watched them billow this wind once more. As long as her strokes were very precise, and her timing was accurate, she would be able to propel their little boat, without fully running out of ink.

Though the race was not yet over, Ammy felt a sense of confidence as they sped through the soapy seas, and wished Issun was there to see her. Hopefully, he would be prouder now.

[Rex]

Finally! Marcus seemed happy as noticed some life, even from the one, who had been throwing up for a time. He kind of still knew they were in great danger - the waterfall. "We have a chance to get through it, untouched. And I didn't sign up for this too, y'know!" Marcus yelled back, explaining a little the situation they were in. Okay, Man is suggesting some attack. But I have a little more amusing idea. "Agumon, you ready?" Marcus asked.

That seemed for Marcus the only way. They had to get on the bottom of the waterfall, without diving into water and getting wet. Plus the danger of Huge monsters were making them fear for their lives. Marcus drew out his Digivice. "Boss, your DNA charge..." Agumon said, as he noticed Marcus' usual orange light swarming around him. Marcus charged it into the digivice with his usual yell: DNA CHARGE! OVERDRIVE! And Agumon in front of their eyes changed into ShineGreymon, of course, high in air. Marcus jumped on huge ShineGreymon's back. "Okay, ShineGreymon! You know what to do!" Marcus said. "I'm on it, boss!" ShineGreymon took the boat and safely delivered it at the bottom of the waterfall. After seconds, ShineGreyMon was back in his Agumon form and Marcus continued their way way ahead, revealing that they were now much further than the other ship.

Renji sighed. He was glade he didn't have to use Hihio Zabimaru...but he knew he might have to us his Sword to fight down the road. "alright....now that that's done....has anyone noticed that we have yet to encounter any monsters here....you all have to know that if this is a challenge that they had to make it difficult...so what I want to know is....is the person who brought us here going to kill us....or will we just fight then disappeared back to our own world" Renji said as he sat down and thought.

"Something’s not right here....I feel like some one's not telling us the whole story...first the ships...then the cubes...now this...is there some kind of test going on...or is someone just messing with us" Renji said as he sighed. "Either way...we all know one thing...even though we are on the same team...we are still enemies" Renji said as he looked up at everyone. And now we should be careful from now on… Marcus has already show us what his little dino there can do” Renji said as he pointed to Agumon. "That's why I asked if anyone had any ideas...I wanted to find out what you can do...so I wouldn't have to show what I can do" Renji said as he smiled

[KingofheartsX]

As Luffy ventured further and furter into the cave the only thing on his mind beside getting what was hidden in this cave was his nakama.
Usopp, Nami, Zoro, Sanji, Chopper, Robin and Franky. He missed them all, they were his friends and he was willing to do anything for his friends, he would die for is friends.
Thinking this only made him more determined to finish this tournament, and the only way he was gonna do that was either by winning or being sent back to his friends inside a casket.
"Wait that's no way for a Pirate King to think!" Luffy tightened his hand into a very tight fist. His teeth were clenched and it was anger that was driving him, it was sheer determination.

He needed to get outta this place and back to his friends nd the only way to do that was to grab whatever was in this cave.
As he thought this Luffy could see a faint glimmer in the distance behind a few rocks and a statue of some type of figure.
"Hmm, if there was anywhere to put treasure i would bet my money on there!" Luffy said quietly to himself as he walked towards the statue.

Luffy was careful not to spring any traps, if being a Pirate or becoming a Pirate King had taught him anything it was the fact that when you look for treasure you always need to look out for traps. Usually Luffy wasn't the greatest at this because he usually had Nami or Robin heling him out. But they weren't here so Luffy needed to be careful.

As he moved closer to the statue Luff could begin to make out that it was a kid holding a writing utensile of some sort. it actually looked like chalk. And whereas the statue was made of stone the chalk wasn't. Luffy stretched out his hand and grabbed the chalk from the statue. Nothing happened so Luffy relaxed a bit and looked at the chalk with a weird look of confusion on his face.
"Is this what I was supposed to grab?" Luffy thought to himself as he pondered on what to do with it.
With nothing coming to mind Luffy pretended to draw some food on the floor.
Magiclly food appeared and to Luffy's satisfaction the food was real. Luffy's surprise overwhelmed him as he stuffed all the food he had drawn into his mouth.
"Hmm if I can draw food...Maybe I can draw a way out!" Luffy yelled spitting out food at the same time. He began drawing a door.

[Axel never dies]

Black WarGraymon was out side of the mountain. "I made it!" Hey yelled out as a formation of rocks pushed him down from the top. "What how did that happen!" He thought as he fell down. "Think think! Too much air now...Air!" He began to turn around in a spiral form.

The black energy came around him once more. "Yes this is what I all speed to the top!" He thought on saying but ended up giving the loudest roar he ever gave in his life. "Okay, the speed I am going in is seventy miles per seconded I'll make it to the top right about now..." He thought as he soon arrived in front of the cave.

Black WarGraymon notice the foot prints that were left on the ground. "Someone is here." He said as the dark energy was released from his body as he walked in to the cave. "The energy it's here somewhere.I can feel it!" He gave out a loud roar that echoed in the cave.

As he walked deeper in to the cave he notice that there was a sent of food. "Someone is here." Then in a blink of an eye the energy that he felt was being tampered with. "Oh no! could it be that that one shape that was climbing the mountain be the one that's messing with this!" He thought as he gave another loud roar and began to run in to the cave faster.

He son reached the end of the cave and saw some shape drawing on the floor. "Food, the sent was right." He thought as he said. "Hey you! What do you think you are doing!" He asked but did not give the shape enough time to responded before he yelled out. "Dramon Killer!" He gave a slash and fire came out from behind it heading for Black WarGraymon target. Then he fallowed it up with another slash and another fire wave came out making the damage double if it were to hit the target.

[Yellow Flash]

Renji sighed. He was glade he didn't have to use Hihio Zabimaru...but he knew he might have to us his Sword to fight down the road. "alright....now that that's done....has anyone noticed that we have yet to encounter any monsters here....you all have to know that if this is a challenge that they had to make it difficult...so what I want to know is....is the person who brought us here going to kill us....or will we just fight then disappeared back to our own world" Renji said as he sat down and thought.

"Something’s not right here....I feel like some one's not telling us the whole story...first the ships...then the cubes...now this...is there some kind of test going on...or is someone just messing with us" Renji said as he sighed. "Either way...we all know one thing...even though we are on the same team...we are still enemies" Renji said as he looked up at everyone. And now we should be careful from now on… Marcus has already show us what his little dino there can do” Renji said as he pointed to Agumon. "That's why I asked if anyone had any ideas...I wanted to find out what you can do...so I wouldn't have to show what I can do" Renji said as he smiled


Peter almost fell over when the wolf shouted her thoughts at him. You don’t have to yell…I can hear you fine… Peter thought back at her, as she used her strange power again and sent the boat skipping over the waves after the rival ship. Peter was about to say something else when the strange yellow animal responded, by telling him his name. I’m Peter… He projected to both of them as he looked out towards the small boat that was sailing easily in front of them. Peter than turned around and started to try to think of a way to increase their speed.

He looked at the two strange animals in front of him again, wondering if they would survive without him, wondering if he could escape up into the air and run away. They were awake now; surely they could pilot the ship by themselves, and possibly win. Peter suddenly sighed out loud, as he realized he was the most powerful here, and thus probably the only one who could sail the small, purple boat across the finish line. Will I ever get home…. Peter asked himself as he thought about his family, who were now probably wondering where he had gone.

Shaking off his worry about his family, Peter started thinking of another way to move their boat forward. He looked at the wolf, and sent a probe to her as well as a picture of all his powers. Do you think we could combine one of my powers with yours to increase the speed of this boat? Peter asked politely, as the little yellow animal worried to itself about someone named Ash.

[Roxas 1994]

MegaMan nodded in harmony as he concentrated on his innovative associate’s preparation of divine action. He took a lone step forward, proceeding down his destined trail towards the structure fabricated from the alluring sweets. But, as his boots united with the ductile ground beneath his existence, an array of bountiful illumination consumed his lethargic gaze. It was as if a shimmer of beautiful light replicated from the forged sun above, glistening down upon the mere mortals that fought within the immature realm of a unsophisticated child.

Then, the ninja’s attentive, stable hands grasped the navy hunter’s obdurate armor, thrusting him away from the temptation the mystical radiance brought. The supreme laws of factual magnitude took authority over his instructions, forcing the blue bomber to plummet back into the temporary sanctuary of the acrid sugar.

The horrendous, harsh tang plagued his sanity once again, rendering the petite child inadequate for a trivial moment in brilliant time. The appalling excess traveled down his aggravated throat, distressing his wavering frame. An abnormal, horrific sensation quivered within his pure essence, deteriorating his mentality. An eccentric component inhabited the composition of the sickly sweets, defiling each enchanting particle. It was as if the disposition was...

Drugged?

His nomadic inspection shifted from elevation to elevation, increasing the anxiety residing in his vigorous system. A veil of distortion enveloped every attribute his destabilized condition could comprehend. His words felt indistinct and deliberate; almost too incoherent for even his own fortitude to decipher.

Something is inside the candy.

“We’ve got to regroup,” the somnolent child retorted as he slowly hoisted himself up. “Whatever is in the candy is getting to me... I think I ate too much of it.”

The Champion of Light heaved his left forearm upwards, directing his electromagnetic extraterrestrial equivalent towards his most modern foe. His experience frame felt exceptionally tender, but his dedicated resolve would never permit his thoughts to decay into the forlorn void of oblivion. He would trounce any adversary that urged to confront him, even if that meant he had to violate his forgotten pledge of peace. Perhaps the solitary way to find true tranquility was to retaliate, until he prevailed over the heinous cohorts of aggression and fatality

The boy designed his faultless shot as his coessential agitated his broadened, serrated jaws. The plentiful emerald aura emitted an immense glow as the qualified soldier apprehended his celestial MegaBuster explosion. However, something virtually unanticipated transpired.

Instead of the repetitive, conventional jade discharged that perpetually surged through the thick atmosphere, a mere fraction of russet chocolate rushed forward, threatening to pummel their recent opponent.

“Kid,” Omega-Xis commenced as his ruby eyes extended in inclusive bewilderment, “I think that I must have accidentally eaten some of that candy while we were out.”

“What?!” MegaMan announced orally as he rapidly curved around. “That must be why we’re feeling so sick right now.”

[xaldin's_my_nobody]

"... Where the hell am I?" Kyle said as he stoodinside an odd textured cave. "... This is weird..." He said as he prushed his leather gloved hand against the wall of the cave. He turned his palm towards him and inspected the grey dust now on it, "It's chalk." He said as he whiped the chalk on the side of his pants. "... I don't like this one bit." He said as he started walking farther into the cave. "Ring." He heard a beep inside his own mind, "Tell me where we are."

"Location not able to be triangulated by the Oan power battery. Location unknown." The ring responded to Kyle.

"Great." He said as he hovered a bit off the ground and continued, "Then lets just see where this thing leads." He said as he began to speed up through the cave, a tail of green light following him.

[Sora The Hero]

It went as quickly as it had come. As Clare turned her back to express her opinion on the others' plan, Quackers had lifted its menacing hand, and tagged the warrior on the back. No... Trying to somehow escape it, she found she couldn't, her legs were already frozen over, being completely attatched to the floor of the medieval torture chamber. For the first time since she became a Claymore, Clare felt cold. This can't be happening! I have to keep my promises! And... I want to see Raki again. Rapidly turning her head to look at the condition of the others, she saw that the one with a black cloak and the one who told them their plan. Her eyes flew around the room, taking in the large, dark scenery, possibly her last. Teresa... save me... Please... Before her head was completely petrified, she screamed, "Somebody help me!" A moment before her last breath, Clare's eyes saw one thing: Raki.

Thoughts were still racing through Vegeta's head. Even if the petrification had frozen his body, it had not frozen his mind. He had a dangerous plan in mind, and he did not even know if he would be able to control himself once he ascended.

The plan: Ascend to his Super Saiyan 4 level once again in order to attempt to break out of the shell, and defeat this malevolent beast. The problem: he had only done it once, and the last time, he turned into the Golden Oozaru Ape, and almost could not revert to SSJ4 Human Form. But he was willing to take that risk, and would not stand to lose this battle in such a humiliating way: in other words, he was willing to die trying to escape rather than sit in stone for all eternity.

He began to charge his Ki, which he had been saving most of, to ascend to this great level of power. Crack, Crack were the sounds of red electricity flowing around Vegeta's stone cold body. It would take a minute, but he felt he knew he would escape. CRACK! went a piece of stone, which fell off the growing, veining arm of the Saiyan.

[IndieJocky]

And just like that, through all the bizarre, unsettling, and otherworldly feelings that the Nobody had been tormented with – and had experimented with firsthand - through the vast majority of his rather non-existent life, the feeling of life-draining consistency of that disk, orchestrated by Neku’s hand it seemed, hit the top of the list. He could feel it vividly; his insides twisting and turning, writhing and wriggling as if to escape the inescapable; his breath, diminutive and stifling, as if to evade the inevitable; his mind, perplexed and struck with a sense of terror that really didn’t subsist in this Nobody’s hollow shell of a soul. Everything to him felt defeated and yearned so badly to give in, and just end…the…pain.

But his mind, sleek and straight as it ever would be, sought to reach a different goal altogether. Axel struggled against the otherworldly suction of the disk that grew, inch by painstaking inch, above him, blocking the ceiling completely from view. His feet elevated from that sweet marmalade floor, and his arms, as if chained and lifted by a deviant, omnipotent marionette, felt helpless and whipped this way and that. He managed to reclaim control of his chakram arm, however, and with whatever strength had not yet been sucked from him threw the fiery weapon upward and into the disk with surprising precision. No more than the blink of an eye later the void spat the chakram out distastefully, and it bounced and ricocheted round the room with rampant drive. The disk, as quickly as it had found its way to the potential end of Axel’s life, vanished. Soon after he fell to the floor, landing daintily on his boots with that same pervading smile. Had anything really ever happened?

“Now I just don’t get it,” he spoke to Neku again, who he knew had been trumped in a situation where the boy often won, “All I ask was for your name and a reason behind that uh…ridiculous clothing, and you attack me? Oh ho ho…I don't think you understand how this stuff's supposed to work...” He summoned both chakram this time.

“...You ever get that feeling where you’ve just made a mistake? A BIG one?”

Now was the time for a real fight.
He was ready.
And it was his turn?
How ironic.

"You're one to talk about ridiculous clothing."
Neku examined the mans cloak once again. It was fashioned with different sized zippers that hit against each other sending a cling throughout the space. He had really hoped that Octo Squeeze would have taken him out but it hadn't and now he would have to stretch this fight out even more. He didn't know what he would do next all his pins were in his pockets and he knew that Axel wouldn't let him get close to them. He knew that he had to be quick if he wanted to make a mark on him so he could quickly win this fight and move on.
"Actually I have had that feeling. Many times,"
Images of the UG flashed through his mind. The strongest memory was of Rhythm. He knew he didn't have to accept that race. But he did anyway. And because of that Beat wanted revenge and he went over to the Reapers. It was, in the end, all his fault.
"many, many times Axel."
Neku squeezed his pin a bit harder. He calmly placed his hand back into his pocket and switched it a new one. He brought his hand up and opened it up slowly. He saw his LIVE pin staring back at him. He closed his hand again and gripped it a bit tighter activating it's power.
"But I learned how to correct those mistakes."
Neku raised both his hands and spread them out. He looked like an eagle about to soar into the air. He silently wished that this would work and brought his hands together quickly. The power in his pin activated and the simple clap became a large boom sending a shock-wave towards the assailant.

[KingofheartsX]

Black WarGraymon was out side of the mountain. "I made it!" Hey yelled out as a formation of rocks pushed him down from the top. "What how did that happen!" He thought as he fell down. "Think think! Too much air now...Air!" He began to turn around in a spiral form.

The black energy came around him once more. "Yes this is what I all speed to the top!" He thought on saying but ended up giving the loudest roar he ever gave in his life. "Okay, the speed I am going in is seventy miles per seconded I'll make it to the top right about now..." He thought as he soon arrived in front of the cave.

Black WarGraymon notice the foot prints that were left on the ground. "Someone is here." He said as the dark energy was released from his body as he walked in to the cave. "The energy it's here somewhere.I can feel it!" He gave out a loud roar that echoed in the cave.

As he walked deeper in to the cave he notice that there was a sent of food. "Someone is here." Then in a blink of an eye the energy that he felt was being tampered with. "Oh no! could it be that that one shape that was climbing the mountain be the one that's messing with this!" He thought as he gave another loud roar and began to run in to the cave faster.

He son reached the end of the cave and saw some shape drawing on the floor. "Food, the sent was right." He thought as he said. "Hey you! What do you think you are doing!" He asked but did not give the shape enough time to responded before he yelled out. "Dramon Killer!" He gave a slash and fire came out from behind it heading for Black WarGraymon target. Then he fallowed it up with another slash and another fire wave came out making the damage double if it were to hit the target.

A roar had alerted Luffy that the monster was near. Giving him enough time to stop what he was doing and wait for the monster to come and fall for the statue being an actual person.
Luffy's plan actually worked as the monster came inside the cave and attacked the statue with a barrage of attacks.
Luffy had already hidden the chalk so as not to give it to them, without a fight.
As the attacks obliterated the statue Luffy jumped out at the monster and kicked him in the face, jumping backwards immediately and using the momentum from the kick, Luffy jumped off of a nearby wall and shot straight at the monster.
"GOMU GOMU NOO!!!!! YARRIIIII!!!!!" Luffy yelled as both his feet shot forward at the speed of light and the strength of a spartan wielding a spear.

[Axel never dies]

A roar had alerted Luffy that the monster was near. Giving him enough time to stop what he was doing and wait for the monster to come and fall for the statue being an actual person.
Luffy's plan actually worked as the monster came inside the cave and attacked the statue with a barrage of attacks.
Luffy had already hidden the chalk so as not to give it to them, without a fight.
As the attacks obliterated the statue Luffy jumped out at the monster and kicked him in the face, jumping backwards immediately and using the momentum from the kick, Luffy jumped off of a nearby wall and shot straight at the monster.
"GOMU GOMU NOO!!!!! YARRIIIII!!!!!" Luffy yelled as both his feet shot forward at the speed of light and the strength of a spartan wielding a spear.
Black WarGraymon notice that the energy was gone and a boy stood in front of him. "It's not here. Well not with him to be exact." He thought as the boy came flying with a kick to his face. The kick landed on Black Wargarymon face but left nothing damaged. He then looked at him once more and saw that he was getting speed. "Hm speed. Your not that bright." He said as he soon notice the boy spinning around with a spear in his hand. "That wont get passed my armor." He thought as he took a step back and pointed his hands forward. His hands made a diamond shape. "Black Tornado!" He yelled out as he jumped a little bit spinning faster and faster. Before he collided with the boy and his spear was was surrounded by the dark energy once more. Sparks flew ever were as Black WarGraymons armor was made out of steel and the spear that the boy had was along with him. "I have no time to play games with this kid I need to find that energy that I felt!" He thought as he released the energy around him sending an impact to what ever was close to him and ran looking for the energy that was one of the reasons that brought him to the cave at the first place..

[Xuan]

He grab a fistful of Force power and injected them into a makeshift sugar spike about two feet as his weapon. Uttering war cry of silence, he glided forward in ignorance of gravity and friction with two steps, and proceeded to double stab the ugly monster right at its big eye.

His full strength sunk deep into the creamy mishap, and when the spike came out they covered up as if whole. A scowl deepened as he proceeded to dance out of harm's way again, another tentacle close to seizing his sugar white Jedi robes. He cannot imagine which was worse: The amount of sweet weighing down on his body and mind, or this monster that seemed impervious to... anything.

The projectiles he had thrown earlier passed through its body and exited the other way, and as easy as they had penetrated, the monster recovered. He had been running a few ideas through his mind but... only one would succeed. Maybe.

He turned back and stared at the kid. He seemed to be struggling with himself, what is wrong with him? Luke shrugged, and when he drop his focus on the monster he was surprised to see tonnes of projectiles being picked up and thrown at his direction. Swift as the wind he leaped and dodged out of the way, but with that size and strength he could be hit from a mile away!

"... Hey kid! Yeah, you, cyborg! You mind distracting this beast for me? I need to find its shatterpoint!"

[Wzrdto25]

Maka jumped from the roof she was on to the next one and swung Soul across her back, slamming him into more toy soldiers. They flew at the ground and she kept moving. Once she had may her way past the battleground she found herself on train tracks. A giant train came soaring at her and she had to throw herself out of the way. She found herself on a motorway with cars zooming at her. She brought up her scythe and aimed at one of the car's tires. She landed on top of another and cut through its roof into its wheels. She was making no progress when Soul transformed back. He transformed both his arms into blades and stood in her way blocking attacks. "Soul, what are you doing?" Soul hit a car out of the way and watched it fly to pieces. "I'm protecting you so you can find us a way out of here." Maka ran to the middle of the oval track and found a transmission tower. I wonder where this transmits to, she asked herself. Looking up she found a blimp circulating the air above and smirked. She found the rope a few meters away and jumped after it, kicking an angry legoman out of the way and grabbing it. She hoisted herself further into the air until she found the hatch and lifted herself into the control panel. At once she found herself surrounding by angry engineers and waved. "Hello." The awkward thought came flowing out of her mouth before she had time to act. A split second later a wrench was tossed and she side-punched it at another engineer. She kicked one through the front glass and he went soaring to the ground, probably somewhere near Soul. She confirmed the thought when she heard the breaks of a car and an explosion fro down below, then the angry shouting of Soul. Maka kicked another engineer across the room and sent him flying through the hatch. A couple minutes later she was standing at the steering wheel and Soul had climbed up to join her. He carefully cut the rope and they were airborne. "Welcome aboard the hijacked Maka-Mobile."

Maka was flying over a large building when she heard pursuit, the slight hum of airplanes filled the sky and Maka spied several toy planes on their tale. "What is that noise?" asked Soul. "Some toy planes are chasing us, mind taking care of them for me?" Soul laughed and climbed out the window, using his blade arms to keep his holding on the outer shell of the blimp. Once on the top a few ninjas fell to meet him. "I've been waiting for this kind of action." He transformed both legs to help him and ran forward. The ninjas counteracted quickly, getting into an elaborate formation. Soul tackled two and sent them flying over the edge. The remaining 6 tossed ninjas stars after him. He blocked them using his hands as a shield. Meanwhile below, two ninjas crashed through the windows. Maka cursed, pulling the gear of the ship upwards and sticking the autopilot online. The ninjas charged forward. She ducked and drop-kicked one. He got back up and punched her. She spat at him and it nailed him in the forehead. "What now?" She kicked him into his friend and cart-wheeled backwards so she was standing just behind the hatch. The two ninjas came charging after her again and she kicked the hatch up with her foot and they fell right through. One was holding on to the the edge of the hatch. She walked to the other side and crunched his hand under her foot. "Don't mess with Maka Albarn." She stepped hard and he went slamming into the buildings below. Maka took the steering wheel and tried to avoid the planes still hot on their tale. She swerved around a building. Meanwhile Soul was struggling with her steering tactics. He planted himself into the outer shell as she swerved past a building. Naturally the ninjas kept their balance and fire more ninja stars. Soul blocked them and shot forward, slicing through two of them. They fell to their feet and he was faced with four more. Maka turned the wheel and the blimp shot into the air, making the ninjas fall right off their stances. Soul laughed as they went crashing into the buildings below.

Without warning a round of fire collided with the shell around Soul. He jumped to avoid it and then watched as a plane soared around the blimp. Soul jumped over the edge and knocked the pilot out of his seat. He grabbed a hold of the steering and chased down two other planes. When he had them in his sites he destroyed one and sent it crashing into the other. Maka smiled from the blimp. She swerved in the way of two fighter and sent them crashing into the buildings below. Soul on the other hand was taking on a particularly stubborn one and lost a wing doing so. He slammed the propeller of his plane into the back of it and sent it falling to it's doom. Maka was able to ram the Blimp into the plane and Soul came crashing through the window. Maka picked him out of the ruble. "We're getting the hell out of here." Soul wiped the dirt off of him and smirked. "I think we can get out if we gain some altitude." Maka hit a button on the dashboard and they went flying up.

[ZombiGirl]

Peter almost fell over when the wolf shouted her thoughts at him. You don’t have to yell…I can hear you fine… Peter thought back at her, as she used her strange power again and sent the boat skipping over the waves after the rival ship. Peter was about to say something else when the strange yellow animal responded, by telling him his name. I’m Peter… He projected to both of them as he looked out towards the small boat that was sailing easily in front of them. Peter than turned around and started to try to think of a way to increase their speed.

He looked at the two strange animals in front of him again, wondering if they would survive without him, wondering if he could escape up into the air and run away. They were awake now; surely they could pilot the ship by themselves, and possibly win. Peter suddenly sighed out loud, as he realized he was the most powerful here, and thus probably the only one who could sail the small, purple boat across the finish line. Will I ever get home…. Peter asked himself as he thought about his family, who were now probably wondering where he had gone.

Shaking off his worry about his family, Peter started thinking of another way to move their boat forward. He looked at the wolf, and sent a probe to her as well as a picture of all his powers. Do you think we could combine one of my powers with yours to increase the speed of this boat? Peter asked politely, as the little yellow animal worried to itself about someone named Ash.

Again, Amaterasu felt the man's thoughts wash over her. "I'm sorry for shouting. Most humans cannot understand me." In her minds eye, she saw images of his many abilities, one by one. It seemed amazing that a human could acheive such feats. After brief consideration, she thought "If you could propel the boat as you did before, Pikachu and I could concentrate on hindering the other team" She commanded the powerful wind into the billowing sails once more, interrupting her train of thought. "From this distance, I could slash their sails, slow them down momentarily, create a whirlpool, or tornado...but where would the fun in that be?"

She glanced at him, dark eyes glistening with childish fun. "If we propelled the boat together, we should be able to reach a speed that would overtake them" Though Peter did not show it to her, she could smell that he was apprehensive about his new companions, and considering flying away, which he could do all so easily. "We can win by working together" she finished, casting Galestorm once more.

Her ink levels were still fair...and the boat was still annoyingly ahead of them. She badly wanted to make this race fair...but would the people on the other boat feel the same? Whining with incertainty, she looked over the tumbling blue waves at the little boat, so similar to their own. She didn't want to lose this time.

Taking a deep breath, she closed eyes slowly, and preformed power slash in the direction of the boat. She turned away quickly before opening her eyes again. What will be, will be, she thought to herself with guilt.

[Yellow Flash]

Again, Amaterasu felt the man's thoughts wash over her. "I'm sorry for shouting. Most humans cannot understand me." In her minds eye, she saw images of his many abilities, one by one. It seemed amazing that a human could acheive such feats. After brief consideration, she thought "If you could propel the boat as you did before, Pikachu and I could concentrate on hindering the other team" She commanded the powerful wind into the billowing sails once more, interrupting her train of thought. "From this distance, I could slash their sails, slow them down momentarily, create a whirlpool, or tornado...but where would the fun in that be?"

She glanced at him, dark eyes glistening with childish fun. "If we propelled the boat together, we should be able to reach a speed that would overtake them" Though Peter did not show it to her, she could smell that he was apprehensive about his new companions, and considering flying away, which he could do all so easily. "We can win by working together" she finished, casting Galestorm once more.

Her ink levels were still fair...and the boat was still annoyingly ahead of them. She badly wanted to make this race fair...but would the people on the other boat feel the same? Whining with incertainty, she looked over the tumbling blue waves at the little boat, so similar to their own. She didn't want to lose this time.

Taking a deep breath, she closed eyes slowly, and preformed power slash in the direction of the boat. She turned away quickly before opening her eyes again. What will be, will be, she thought to herself with guilt.


Peter nodded in response to the wolf’s apology, and watched as she looked at the other boat. He realized that she like him, wanted to win fair and square, but for different reasons. She wanted to have some fun and enjoy herself, while Peter didn’t want to hurt anyone who had not done anything. He was always a protector of the innocent and couldn’t bring himself to destroy other people who were against him, if they were trying to survive as well. With this thought in mind, Peter nodded at the wolf’s suggestion and got ready to unleash another sound blast. But before he could utter a sound, the white, beast sent an attack at the other boat.

What’s she doing?... Peter wondered as with out another thought he flew out of the boat and towards the power slash that Amaterasu had performed at the other ship. He couldn’t figure out how to stop it, so he ran in front of it, letting it rip painfully through his body. “Arrr!!!” Peter cried out, as a giant hole appeared in his stomach, he had just enough energy to fly back to the purple boat and collapse. However in a few minutes, relief came as his body slowly healed back up, sealing the massive hole in his body and repairing his organs.

After being healed Peter stood up and glared angrily at the wolf. “Did you ever think, that they want to survive as well?” He shouted at the wolf. “We win this fair and square….ok?” He asked as he turned back to the sails and with out another word, opened his mouth and unleashed three powerful sound waves that sent the purple boat skipping ahead of its rival. Fair and square only…… Peter muttered to himself.

[ZombiGirl]

Peter nodded in response to the wolf’s apology, and watched as she looked at the other boat. He realized that she like him, wanted to win fair and square, but for different reasons. She wanted to have some fun and enjoy herself, while Peter didn’t want to hurt anyone who had not done anything. He was always a protector of the innocent and couldn’t bring himself to destroy other people who were against him, if they were trying to survive as well. With this thought in mind, Peter nodded at the wolf’s suggestion and got ready to unleash another sound blast. But before he could utter a sound, the white, beast sent an attack at the other boat.

What’s she doing?... Peter wondered as with out another thought he flew out of the boat and towards the power slash that Amaterasu had performed at the other ship. He couldn’t figure out how to stop it, so he ran in front of it, letting it rip painfully through his body. “Arrr!!!” Peter cried out, as a giant hole appeared in his stomach, he had just enough energy to fly back to the purple boat and collapse. However in a few minutes, relief came as his body slowly healed back up, sealing the massive hole in his body and repairing his organs.

After being healed Peter stood up and glared angrily at the wolf. “Did you ever think, that they want to survive as well?” He shouted at the wolf. “We win this fair and square….ok?” He asked as he turned back to the sails and with out another word, opened his mouth and unleashed three powerful sound waves that sent the purple boat skipping ahead of its rival. Fair and square only…… Peter muttered to himself.

Amaterasu hung her head in shame. Whining pitifully, she probed past Peters anger, and apologized "You are very right, Peter. It wasn't my intention to harm anyone, but what I did was wrong. She withdrew quietly, her normally active tail firmly between her legs, not really expecting any reply. The atmosphere on the boat hung deathly tight.

As she continued to cast Galestorm, combining the wind with Peter's power, more than ever, she wished Issun was there. Even Wakka. Someone to advise her. Solemnly she resoluted that there would be time for fighting, but this was a time for co-operation. She needed to be able to differentiate in future. Glumly, she wondered, was this some kind of test? A obsticale course to determine if she was fit to return to the Celestial plains?

As they smoothly overtook the rival boat, she bitterly decided that didn't deserve to be a Goddess at all. Sheepishly, she glanced at her new companions. The best way to redeem her actions now, was to help them win. That's what Issun would have told her. Bringing herself back to reality, she concentrated on her duty.

[Yellow Flash]

Amaterasu hung her head in shame. Whining pitifully, she probed past Peters anger, and apologized "You are very right, Peter. It wasn't my intention to harm anyone, but what I did was wrong. She withdrew quietly, her normally active tail firmly between her legs, not really expecting any reply. The atmosphere on the boat hung deathly tight.

As she continued to cast Galestorm, combining the wind with Peter's power, more than ever, she wished Issun was there. Even Wakka. Someone to advise her. Solemnly she resoluted that there would be time for fighting, but this was a time for co-operation. She needed to be able to differentiate in future. Glumly, she wondered, was this some kind of test? A obsticale course to determine if she was fit to return to the Celestial plains?

As they smoothly overtook the rival boat, she bitterly decided that didn't deserve to be a Goddess at all. Sheepishly, she glanced at her new companions. The best way to redeem her actions now, was to help them win. That's what Issun would have told her. Bringing herself back to reality, she concentrated on her duty.


Peter’s anger slowly subsided as he recognized that the goddess was genuinely sorry for her actions, probing her mind again he respond. Its ok….we all want to get out of here….but we have to work together… Peter shook his head, as he wondered what strange forces had put him and the other members of the boat into this strange land, and this whole place. Is it too test us…..or is it something more?... Peter wondered to himself, as they slowly overtook the green boat.

Sensing the wolf’s mood, Peter wanted to comfort her; it was his nature to help those who needed help and to assist others back onto their feet. It was what made him up, and although he was manipulated a lot, because of his nature. It had stood him in good steed with others. Entering the goddess’s mind again, he proceed to say, I’m sure you’re a good goddess….we just need some direction sometimes… He was suddenly cut off, as a giant shark jumped over the ship, barely missing it.

“Looks like we are getting close to the end…” Peter muttered as he looked into the water and saw that it was teeming with monsters of every shape and kind. Suddenly another shark jumped up and almost bit Peter’s head off. I never liked sharks….. Peter randomly thought, as a giant eel, jumped onto the boat and tried to bite his leg. Peter quickly kicked it flying back into the sea, watching as it spiraled through the air, finally landing in the water. “We got a fight on our hands…..” He said out-loud to the others.

[ZombiGirl]

Peter’s anger slowly subsided as he recognized that the goddess was genuinely sorry for her actions, probing her mind again he respond. Its ok….we all want to get out of here….but we have to work together… Peter shook his head, as he wondered what strange forces had put him and the other members of the boat into this strange land, and this whole place. Is it too test us…..or is it something more?... Peter wondered to himself, as they slowly overtook the green boat.

Sensing the wolf’s mood, Peter wanted to comfort her; it was his nature to help those who needed help and to assist others back onto their feet. It was what made him up, and although he was manipulated a lot, because of his nature. It had stood him in good steed with others. Entering the goddess’s mind again, he proceed to say, I’m sure you’re a good goddess….we just need some direction sometimes… He was suddenly cut off, as a
giant shark jumped over the ship, barely missing it.

Surely the end couldn't be far...
“Looks like we are getting close to the end…” Peter muttered as he looked into the water and saw that it was teeming with monsters of every shape and kind. Suddenly another shark jumped up and almost bit Peter’s head off. I never liked sharks….. Peter randomly thought, as a giant eel, jumped onto the boat and tried to bite his leg. Peter quickly kicked it flying back into the sea, watching as it spiraled through the air, finally landing in the water. “We got a fight on our hands…..” He said out-loud to the others.

Amaterasu felt comforted by Peter's kind words, until he was suddenly attacked by one of the sharks, she wheeling around, fur standing on end, to see than Peter had fought it off. But she could easily see dozens of ominous fins gliding through the water around them. Snarling, she bounded to the edge of the deck and peered over. It would not be long before they attacked again...and when they were so close to winning. Ammy knew that they were too far underwater to attack with her Solar Flare reflector, and the water would nullify her Power Slash. To fight back, she would have to bring the sharks closer. In a flash of inspiration, she used Waterspout, drawing a line straight into the sky.

As she had expected, the water leapt up in a turrent, a huge shark caught up in it''s current, along with a menagerie of smaller creatures. Quickly, she summomed her most powerful rosary, the Tundra Beads, and started to shoot the beads at the bests with lethal precision, until the spell fading, and the torrent of water fell harmlessly. That had helped the situation, but there were still many of the monsters around them.

Ammy felt water on her paws. Puzzled, she looked back towards the sails, and noticed that the eel that that savaged Peter had broken through a portion of the ship, which was letting in more water than comfortable. She bounded back over, and used Rejuvination to restore the ship. Noticing the sails flailing once more, she cast Galestorm, but the price of the extra speed was the last of her ink.

She told her companions anxiously "My powers are momentarily depleted, but I'll try to hold off the monsters". She perched herself as close of possible to the water, firing beads at anything that dared to attack the little boat, while baring her teeth threateningly.

[Sora's Shadow]

Shikamaru nodded at Megaman. His plan was nessesary if they were to survive. Find the other members of the team. Strength in numbers. But at that moment, finding the other teammates was the least of his worries. A candy beast emerged from virtually nowhere. it snorted at the pair and Shikamaru shivered.

I knew candy would kill me one day.... He thought dryly. He reached for a kunai in his pack, but found none. Grimacing, he turned to the cyborg warrior and pointed at the beast.

"I supposed we should take it out, or it'll take us out. Mind distracting him?"

Shikamaru didnt wait for the response and he crouched, his finger tips joining, forming a circle.

There must be a way to kill it with the minimum amount of struggle. Its candy. What do I know about candy? It's sickening, thats for sure. And its eaten. Eaten. Do we have to eat it?

Shikamaru's stomach objected, though, and he groaned. There was definitively something with the candy. Maybe it was poisoned?

A voice took his attention. The man that had thrown the deadly candy a Megaman was asking for assistance with his beast. Ironic much?

He chuckled and resumed his thinking. He hoped Megaman has distracting that beast, otherwise he was sitting duck.

The candy. There's something in it. If my weapons were taken, then we should use something in out surroundings. Thats one of the ninja rules. But all there is, its candy. So I assume its potentially dangerous.

Shikamaru opened his eyes and looked at Megaman.

"Use the candy. Theres something with it. Im sure it will work. Hopefully."

Scooping a handful of rock candy, and trying not to smell it, he threw one at the beast. It hit him in the middle of his head and he went skidding across the treacherous candy. It snort and chraged at him, but he dodged.

"Yeah, the candy should kill it."

[rzgrz]

Yoda felt a burst of energy comming from the fallen comrade. Even suspended in this frozen state, the mind was still alowed to roam free? He couldn't understand what magic or force this was that could do such a thing but he did not like it one bit. Quzckers was moving in on Yoda so he decided since time was comming short he might as well be a distraction. Yoda started to jump back and foth as the duck moved on the advance to tag.

It was easy for him to move but hard to dodge such large hands. Nontheless he was able to make it into a game for him. "Quick you must be in order to tag me" he called out. A ghost finally came to aid the duck but was quickly plundered by Yoda's force push. He could tell the duck was getting tired but on top of that it was getting angry as it smashed harder and harder every time.

[Sora The Hero]

Yoda felt a burst of energy comming from the fallen comrade. Even suspended in this frozen state, the mind was still alowed to roam free? He couldn't understand what magic or force this was that could do such a thing but he did not like it one bit. Quzckers was moving in on Yoda so he decided since time was comming short he might as well be a distraction. Yoda started to jump back and foth as the duck moved on the advance to tag.

It was easy for him to move but hard to dodge such large hands. Nontheless he was able to make it into a game for him. "Quick you must be in order to tag me" he called out. A ghost finally came to aid the duck but was quickly plundered by Yoda's force push. He could tell the duck was getting tired but on top of that it was getting angry as it smashed harder and harder every time.

As if to answer the Jedi masters' question, a golden light burst through the stone as Vegeta bursted out of his dormant state of petrification. Whatever evil force was at work behind this twisted game they were in, they had not counted on Vegeta to be able to think beyond the simple rules.

He could not stand by as he once could, and watch the destruction of others, or cause the destruction. His son, Trunks, and wife, Bulma, had made him realize that he should put others before himself.

And this thought allowed him to control The Golden Oozaru Ape, and transform into his swifter, Super Saiyan 4 Human Form. A smirk rose on the side of Vegeta's face, as his tail whipped straight, as if to warm itself up for a fight.

"You will be sorry you ever decided to fool with me, whoever you are. Quackers, or anyone else that tries to kill me......" Vegeta said in a deep toned voice, as if he were talking to himself. "I refuse to lose to such a play toy. " he whispered, holding his palm to the creature, as if to tell him "Talk to the hand". But no, this was not to mock him, a blue light surging with energy assured that. This was the last resort he wanted to take, but he was willing to try. "Drop Dead!" he screamed, as the ball exploded to a magnitude 100 times it's size, then shot into the mouth of the creature. It combusted, sending a shock wave through the entire crib, all 4 other warriors, petrified and unpetrified, fell to the ground, as Vegeta, floating in mid-air, waited to see the product of his destruction.

[Firesnake]

Ashamed by his own actions was conflicting with the petrifying fear that rose in his brain. After a few steps he stood nailed to the ground as behind him he could hear the unmistakable sounds of battle. He mentally punched himself for being the biggest coward alive as he absentmindedly chewed on his glove. I must help these people, I've done some bad things, but now I could make things right again. He thought as he heard some more screams behind him.

He slowly turned around and looked at the little green alien and the guy who used to have black spiky hair, but now had gold spiky hair, fight with the giant doll. He looked up at the large man and smirked. I don't trust this guy, but I still have to do something.... what are these, emotions? He pondered for a longer while over these things as the fight raged on. Coward or hero, what are you Demyx?

Suddenly a force could have easily torn him apart exploded in front of him. The shock wave sent him flying back and as soon as it blew over he quickly stood up. The doll's head, which had been blown apart, was spread everywhere through the crib in little pieces and scraps of cloth. Up he looked to the body of the horrible duck and he saw that, little by little, the head was regenerating. I must act, there is little more that I can do than buy time, but at least it will be something. He had decided.

He ran forward past everyone, petrified or not, and stood in front of the giant duck who already had half its head back. "You love to play tag, don't you mister Quackers?" He began as he reached his hand up into the air where it attracted water from everywhere it could find. "Tag this, you vile demon."

With a flash his old, trusted sitar appeared in his hand. Around he spun it for a second before he held it in front of him. "DANCE, WATER, DANCE!" He yelled as he started playing and dancing around. At least 50 identical clones made out of water, but none the less exact copies, appeared and did the same thing. Well Mister Quackers, if you think that you can tag me, I'd like to see you try!

[Sora The Hero]

Ashamed by his own actions was conflicting with the petrifying fear that rose in his brain. After a few steps he stood nailed to the ground as behind him he could hear the unmistakable sounds of battle. He mentally punched himself for being the biggest coward alive as he absentmindedly chewed on his glove. I must help these people, I've done some bad things, but now I could make things right again. He thought as he heard some more screams behind him.

He slowly turned around and looked at the little green alien and the guy who used to have black spiky hair, but now had gold spiky hair, fight with the giant doll. He looked up at the large man and smirked. I don't trust this guy, but I still have to do something.... what are these, emotions? He pondered for a longer while over these things as the fight raged on. Coward or hero, what are you Demyx?

Suddenly a force could have easily torn him apart exploded in front of him. The shock wave sent him flying back and as soon as it blew over he quickly stood up. The doll's head, which had been blown apart, was spread everywhere through the crib in little pieces and scraps of cloth. Up he looked to the body of the horrible duck and he saw that, little by little, the head was regenerating. I must act, there is little more that I can do than buy time, but at least it will be something. He had decided.

He ran forward past everyone, petrified or not, and stood in front of the giant duck who already had half its head back. "You love to play tag, don't you mister Quackers?" He began as he reached his hand up into the air where it attracted water from everywhere it could find. "Tag this, you vile demon."

With a flash his old, trusted sitar appeared in his hand. Around he spun it for a second before he held it in front of him. "DANCE, WATER, DANCE!" He yelled as he started playing and dancing around. At least 50 identical clones made out of water, but none the less exact copies, appeared and did the same thing. Well Mister Quackers, if you think that you can tag me, I'd like to see you try!

"The blonde one is finally doing something I see" Vegeta arrogantly thought as he floated down to his comrades.

From behind him, the former coward rushed in front of the rest of them, and reached his hand in the air, reminding Vegeta of Goku's Spirit Bomb. Water began to rush towards the man's hands, almost as if he were the master. A weird, oversized guitar sprang out, and much to the dislike of Vegeta, the man began to play it.

But the result was unexpected, as hundreds of copies began to form, as the ducks' head regenerated, this was all part of Vegeta's plan. He made a gamble, getting himself tagged, but he knew it would be for the best. Now, as he stood behind the guitar player, he charged his Ki once more, ready to fight alongside the musician and the old green warrior.

With a leader-like manner, Vegeta pointed at the monster, and yelled "CHARGE!" as they all rushed toward him, ready for the fight of their lives.

[KingofheartsX]

Black WarGraymon notice that the energy was gone and a boy stood in front of him. "It's not here. Well not with him to be exact." He thought as the boy came flying with a kick to his face. The kick landed on Black Wargarymon face but left nothing damaged. He then looked at him once more and saw that he was getting speed. "Hm speed. Your not that bright." He said as he soon notice the boy spinning around with a spear in his hand. "That wont get passed my armor." He thought as he took a step back and pointed his hands forward. His hands made a diamond shape. "Black Tornado!" He yelled out as he jumped a little bit spinning faster and faster. Before he collided with the boy and his spear was was surrounded by the dark energy once more. Sparks flew ever were as Black WarGraymons armor was made out of steel and the spear that the boy had was along with him. "I have no time to play games with this kid I need to find that energy that I felt!" He thought as he released the energy around him sending an impact to what ever was close to him and ran looking for the energy that was one of the reasons that brought him to the cave at the first place..

Luffy's feet collided with the monsters claws and the instensity from the two attack meeting head on was very powerful. Luffy had no time to react as the monster sent out a shockwave that pushed Luffy backwards, as the monster ran away.
"He probably thinks that I hid it?" Luffy snickered as he watched the monster dissapear and waited for the sound of his heavy feet pounding into the ground as he ran.
Luffy chuckled as he pulled out the piece of chalk from his pocket and watched it gleam in his face.
'Now letsget out of here!" Luffy said as he drew a doorway with handle. Luffy's skillas a rtist was never great but it would suffice as he finished the doorway.
He put the chalk back in his pocket and opened the door. A white light engulfed him as he stepped through the door, the light consuming him.

[ZombiGirl]

Amaterasu felt comforted by Peter's kind words, until he was suddenly attacked by one of the sharks, she wheeling around, fur standing on end, to see than Peter had fought it off. But she could easily see dozens of ominous fins gliding through the water around them. Snarling, she bounded to the edge of the deck and peered over. It would not be long before they attacked again...and when they were so close to winning. Ammy knew that they were too far underwater to attack with her Solar Flare reflector, and the water would nullify her Power Slash. To fight back, she would have to bring the sharks closer. In a flash of inspiration, she used Waterspout, drawing a line straight into the sky.

As she had expected, the water leapt up in a turrent, a huge shark caught up in it''s current, along with a menagerie of smaller creatures. Quickly, she summomed her most powerful rosary, the Tundra Beads, and started to shoot the beads at the bests with lethal precision, until the spell fading, and the torrent of water fell harmlessly. That had helped the situation, but there were still many of the monsters around them.

Ammy felt water on her paws. Puzzled, she looked back towards the sails, and noticed that the eel that that savaged Peter had broken through a portion of the ship, which was letting in more water than comfortable. She bounded back over, and used Rejuvination to restore the ship. Noticing the sails flailing once more, she cast Galestorm, but the price of the extra speed was the last of her ink.

She told her companions anxiously "My powers are momentarily depleted, but I'll try to hold off the monsters". She perched herself as close of possible to the water, firing beads at anything that dared to attack the little boat, while baring her teeth threateningly.

Patiently, she waited for the ink to replenish, attacking with the Tundra beads at a furious pace. It was close to maximum now. Just as Amaterasu was about to unleash a technique upon the beasts, a gigantic octopus lunged from the soapy depths at the boat, it's arms flailing wildly.

Before she could draw anything, it had sent her flying with a single sweep of one of it's powerful arms. She crashed into the mast heavily. Though she had to shake her head to recover, and there was a dull pain in her heaving chest, it would take a lot more than take it to finish her. Barking wildly, she ran at it, and cast a Power Slash.

It struck two the of the red beast's tentacle, slicing them clean off, banishing them to the depths; but to Ammy's surprise, the monster bled white, fluffy material, almost like stuffing. Unfortunatly, this only only seemed to infuriate the octopus further, and without hesitation it roughly seized her from the purple deck.

Struggling, unable to use the brush, Ammy followed her instinct, and sunk her fangs into it. Out of shock more than pain, it dropped her. She landed expertly on the deck, and cast whirlpool on the sea, now thrithing with creatures. Satisfied, she watched as the remains of the Octopus, along with all of it's foul brethren, were pulled back to where they came from.

Proudly, she trotted back towards the sails, and her companions. It caught her eye suddenly; a red flag, mere feet away from their little boat, and getting ever closer. Was that it? Was that the end? She glanced back at their rivals, who were still a fair distance behind. Unless they could do something miraculous, had they...
...possibly...won?

[Helix: The True Hero]

Axel’s amusement of the situation, again, fell short as the boy in headphones took himself to the heights of the melted candy hut that surprisingly still stood, regardless of the liquefied walls and fractured support beams. He also took notice to the way the boy used those bizarre little pins of his. Apparently each held some kind of little black magical spells that, when called upon by their user, do things like create temporary black holes and lift people to ear-popping heights. Did they also grant their user the obsessive need to dress in circus clothes and suffer a quite permanent case of pointy red hair? It’s a good thing there wasn’t a mirror around; Axel wouldn’t have been one to talk.

So all the Nobody had to do was separate him from the pins? That seemed the only smart strategy – well, the only strategy at all – for now, so it’d have to do.

Neku, still hovering somberly in the sugary scaffolding, relinquished from his hands what looked like a fiery wave of not-so-good-ness, and it spread its way to the corners of the room, making it an inescapable force. Was Axel ever going to have a turn? You bet your sweet little buns he would. He held his chakram, surprisingly unscathed from the damage that had been done earlier, in front of him with outstretched arms. Building as much power as he was able and channeling it through his hands and into the weapons, his strategy came to light.

You can only cease the unstoppable by removing its master.

Axel, smile etched in face, sent white-hot flames searing into the chakram and hurled them through the wave at lightning speed toward the boy. Now he only prayed for two things: the chakram needed to hit Neku before the wave hit him, and Axel needed a hit at all. Hopefully the hangover had worn off since this morning.

[xaldin's_my_nobody]

"Ring, what are we doing here?" Kyle said as he zoomed through the cave at an outstanding speed, "I mean, you got nothing on this place?" Kyle said as he began to slow down, "Man, this tunnel is huge..." He wipped sweat from his forehead with one hand and rubbed the other against the wall. "... Can you scan what this material is?"

"Scanning. Scanning. Substance is a soft, white, porous sedimentary rock." The ring responed after a few seconds.

"English, Ring, english." Kyle said as his ring glew birght as a beam flew out of it. The beam formed together to form a throne like chair, the Green Lantern insignia at its head. He sat on this chair just as a green crown and a green staff formed on his head and hand, all giving off a soft green glow.

"Simply put. It's regular children's chalk." The ring responded.

Kyle gave off a sigh as he looked behind him towards the end of the cave that he had come from, and then turned his head to look the direction he was headed. Both directions were dark and appeared as equally far. "... Hey, Ring." The ring gave off a little beep, "... Heads," he said as a green coin materialized in his hand as the chair, crown, and staff appeared to disintagrate into thin air. The coin had a Green Lantern symbol on one side, and a profile shot of a woman named Jade on the other, "Or tails?" He said as he flipped the coin. Before it could hit the ground, Kyle had already floated off the ground and blasted at mac speed through the cave.

It landed on heads.

[Axel never dies]

Luffy's feet collided with the monsters claws and the instensity from the two attack meeting head on was very powerful. Luffy had no time to react as the monster sent out a shockwave that pushed Luffy backwards, as the monster ran away.
"He probably thinks that I hid it?" Luffy snickered as he watched the monster dissapear and waited for the sound of his heavy feet pounding into the ground as he ran.
Luffy chuckled as he pulled out the piece of chalk from his pocket and watched it gleam in his face.
'Now letsget out of here!" Luffy said as he drew a doorway with handle. Luffy's skillas a rtist was never great but it would suffice as he finished the doorway.
He put the chalk back in his pocket and opened the door. A white light engulfed him as he stepped through the door, the light consuming him.

Black WarGraymon had felt the energy again but back from were he was out with the boy. "Huh this cant be the energy shifted back! How can this be!" He thought as he turned back. "I cant run to it the energy is growing and it might end up hurting me." He thought as he gave out a loud roar! "Black tornado gives me the speed and deflects other things out of my way if I were to inverse it it will suck the things to me!" He thought as he gave out a roar and yelled out. "Black tornado!" He said as he began to spin faster and faster in till the speed was not able to be read.

"Now I need to revers it so that it will be the brings objects to me and not blowing it away!" He said as the tornado took effect in revers and the lose object's that were in the cave went in to the tornado being destroyed before it even got near Black WarGraymon. The tornado was so strong even the drawing were beginning to fade away. "Hope this brings that kid back here!" He thought as he gave another roar.

As he continued the drawing that the boy drew was getting closer and closer to him. "Time to get out of this place and get that boy!" He said as he was launched from the tornado in to the drawing. "What the?" He said as he was covered by the light and it then turned in to darkness. The energy from the tornado he was in went in to the drawing corrupting the drawing.

[Yellow Flash]

Patiently, she waited for the ink to replenish, attacking with the Tundra beads at a furious pace. It was close to maximum now. Just as Amaterasu was about to unleash a technique upon the beasts, a gigantic octopus lunged from the soapy depths at the boat, it's arms flailing wildly.

Before she could draw anything, it had sent her flying with a single sweep of one of it's powerful arms. She crashed into the mast heavily. Though she had to shake her head to recover, and there was a dull pain in her heaving chest, it would take a lot more than take it to finish her. Barking wildly, she ran at it, and cast a Power Slash.

It struck two the of the red beast's tentacle, slicing them clean off, banishing them to the depths; but to Ammy's surprise, the monster bled white, fluffy material, almost like stuffing. Unfortunatly, this only only seemed to infuriate the octopus further, and without hesitation it roughly seized her from the purple deck.

Struggling, unable to use the brush, Ammy followed her instinct, and sunk her fangs into it. Out of shock more than pain, it dropped her. She landed expertly on the deck, and cast whirlpool on the sea, now thrithing with creatures. Satisfied, she watched as the remains of the Octopus, along with all of it's foul brethren, were pulled back to where they came from.

Proudly, she trotted back towards the sails, and her companions. It caught her eye suddenly; a red flag, mere feet away from their little boat, and getting ever closer. Was that it? Was that the end? She glanced back at their rivals, who were still a fair distance behind. Unless they could do something miraculous, had they...
...possibly...won?

As Amaterasu was fighting her own opponents, Peter was having troubles of his own. He had seen the octopus grab his team mate and had run to help when another octopus attacked from the other side. Peter swore loudly to himself as one of the tentacles ripped open his shirt. Growling wolf-like, Peter sent a bolt of electricity into the beast, hoping to shock it into oblivion. Unfortunately for Peter it seemed to have no effect on the octopus; which then proceeded to flail a tentacle at Peter, smashing him back into the mast.

After a few seconds Peter jumped back onto his feet and grabbed the one of the tentacles that was whipping about, he spun it around quickly and then pulled with all of his might, ripping the tentacle of the octopus. He was momentarily surprised however when instead of blood flowing from the massive wound he created, a small white puffy substance seemed to flow out instead. Shrugging, Peter jumped at the beast again, wrestling with it in the air. After a few minutes of struggle, where Peter almost lost an arm, the octopus fell back into the water, dead.

I hate the sea…I am never sailing again…. Peter resolved to himself as he looked over to see how Amaterasu had gone with her fight. It seemed that she had escaped damage and was now barking at something in the distance. Turning around, Peter saw a small red flag in the distance, and instantly recognized it as the finish line. Looking back at the green boat, he wondered. Have we won?...

[xaldin's_my_nobody]

"Oan energy... Disruption..." The ring said to Kyle as he started to get lower and lower to the floor of the cave. "Being pulled to energy source."

"What was that ring?" Kyle said as he felt something pull on him. A dark energy that seemed kind at the same time. "... Lets go." He said as he concentrated and was able to fly normally again. "We're gonna see what that is." And he flew in the oppisite direction he had been heading. And he was so close to Blackwargreymon. "... Ring. Give me info on this thing we're gonna fight." The ring glew as it gave Kyle a single word.

"Digimon."

[videogame714]

Collapsing onto the cold floor, Clare found that she was free, free of the petrifaction that she believed had taken her life. Gazing around the chamber, to Clare it felt so much more welcoming than when she first appeared there. I'm... alive...? Looking for her savior, she realized it was the now-golden haired man, who seemed to have released an enormous amount of power to save her, and probably others who had been tagged by the menacing Mr. Quackers. "Thank you!" she yelled, as the man went to charge a large pile of cloth. Noticing that the duck had disappeared, Clare deciphered that the release of energy had obliterated the monster, reducing to thousands of small pieces of cloth. Is it over? Trying to get a closer look at the remains of Quackers, Clare saw that its many fragments were piecing each other together; its head was almost completed. We have to finish this once and for all! To get one step closer to fulfilling my promises to Teresa and Raki! Releasing a small amount of Yoma power, Clare advanced to defeat the mutant.

The other players were helping to defeat Quackers, too. The one who had saved Clare was already assaulting the head of the ogre, and a man in a black cloak was summoning water clones of himself to fight. Using her Flashing Windcutter technique, a combination of the Quicksword technique taught to her by Ilena and the Windcutter technique taught to her by Flora, Clare caused a great deal of damage to the decapitated head of the duck. We're wearing it down! Many cloth pieces were now falling off of Quackers and becoming motionless, but the beast now had regained its neck and chest. We must defeat it before it attains its arms again! Releaing more power so that her limbs became stronger, Clare began to hit twice as hard, dealing even more damage. With the combined strengths of all of them, Quackers lost many pieces of cloth. Raki, I'm coming!

[Sora The Hero]

Collapsing onto the cold floor, Clare found that she was free, free of the petrifaction that she believed had taken her life. Gazing around the chamber, to Clare it felt so much more welcoming than when she first appeared there. I'm... alive...? Looking for her savior, she realized it was the now-golden haired man, who seemed to have released an enormous amount of power to save her, and probably others who had been tagged by the menacing Mr. Quackers. "Thank you!" she yelled, as the man went to charge a large pile of cloth. Noticing that the duck had disappeared, Clare deciphered that the release of energy had obliterated the monster, reducing to thousands of small pieces of cloth. Is it over? Trying to get a closer look at the remains of Quackers, Clare saw that its many fragments were piecing each other together; its head was almost completed. We have to finish this once and for all! To get one step closer to fulfilling my promises to Teresa and Raki! Releasing a small amount of Yoma power, Clare advanced to defeat the mutant.

The other players were helping to defeat Quackers, too. The one who had saved Clare was already assaulting the head of the ogre, and a man in a black cloak was summoning water clones of himself to fight. Using her Flashing Windcutter technique, a combination of the Quicksword technique taught to her by Ilena and the Windcutter technique taught to her by Flora, Clare caused a great deal of damage to the decapitated head of the duck. We're wearing it down! Many cloth pieces were now falling off of Quackers and becoming motionless, but the beast now had regained its neck and chest. We must defeat it before it attains its arms again! Releaing more power so that her limbs became stronger, Clare began to hit twice as hard, dealing even more damage. With the combined strengths of all of them, Quackers lost many pieces of cloth. Raki, I'm coming!

Once the girl in white armor came to aid, it was all but over, as the ensemble of 4 warriors mercilessly attacked the would-be invincible beast.

Vegeta, in the mean time, had powered down into his Super Saiyan 2 mode, but was still attacking with much ferociousness, using ever part of his body to damage the head and eyes of the monster. Although the eyes were made of smooth plastic, Vegeta, learning from seeing Trunks himself play with a doll, gripped on to the edge of the left eye, ripping it off with ease as the beast struggled to attempt to swat him, while the Saiyan Prince chuckled and easily dodged the failed attempts with quick ease. The head had begun to fall off, and did not seem to get back on, as it was set on fire by a Galick Gun from Vegeta. "I'm going to burn him to cinders." Vegeta grunted to himself as he flew higher into the air, pointing his palms away from his body.

He began to scream as if in agony, but he knew these were the screams of a warrior, of anger, for all of this that he had to go through, gathering more and more power, reckless as he was, he was not willing to be petrified again. Lightning crackled, to an immense height, as Vegeta yelled to the combatants below "Get out of the way!" as he moved his hands together, and a golden ball began to glow, although the light seemed pleasant, it was all but.

"You will feel my wrath! And send this to your Master! Final Flash!" Vegeta screamed to the decapitated beast as he shot one of the most horrific blasts towards it, tearing its' fabric to oblivion.

[Deadeye]

“Well it seems this world comes with its own shower,” Buffy said sarcastically, “I have to work with these idiots how fun.” Buffy was not impress with her partners’ inability to fight. “It’s a shame really because I wanted to play the damsel in distress in this arena ah well nothing to do but grab a paddle and start rowing.” The paddles hand was rough and poorly managed Buffy was bound to have a splinter just after holding it a second or to. “Ouch,” Buffy wined, “I got a splinter “ the dark red liquid known as her blood began to drizzle from her palm, “that’s just great good thing there is no vampires on this trip.”

She drew tired and began to dream. “Buffy its me spike cant you here me Buffy its me, please you must wake up my love if you ever wish to be reunited with me.”

“How can this be?” Buffy was confused and concerned for her well being, “I watched you die, you were burning I glanced upon your ashes this cannot be true. Who is doing this to me huh who is this tell me, tell me now.” Buffy then turned to face the starboard side of the boat and what was in front of her shocked her very soul for it was the chilling image of spikes ghost. His blonde hair was shinning in the sun and blew from the wind. “Is it really you Spike?” Buffy was smiling for her love was there standing.

“Yes it is me but Buffy you are in terrible danger here,” spike ghostly pointed toward the west as a strange creature began to emerge. “Buffy remember I will always love you now please work with your team so we can be together.”

“As you wish my love,” a small crystal like tear fell from Buffy’s makeup covered eye. “For you my love I would die, but if you wish for me to live out my pain filled life than I will do so.” “Buffy removed her silver cross bow and took aim over the side of the tub, “My God’s light purify the accursed monster I see before me and let our holy father protect us all amend.” Her finger squeezed the firing lever releasing the arrow into the water below, “and may god have mercy on your soul!”

[IndieJocky]

Neku knew that this could get very bad, very quick. He knew there had to be something. The heat rippled the air around them and Neku could clearly see the shock-wave he had just sent towards Axel. It bended and shivered in the heat. Neku's face began to burn a bit as the heat began to reach him. He knew that there must be something he could do. Axel's weapon's were coming closer. He hadn't noticed really noticed it before but now that it was flying towards him he could clearly see it.
It looked like a simple ring. But what wasn't so normal about them was the blood red coloring. Large spikes protruded all around it. The weapon was menacing. And the fact it as covered in flames made it worse. He could only think of one possible way to get out of this. He focused on his pin feeling a small amount of energy still held inside of it.

"Damn..."

He didn't know if it would be enough. He thought it would be just a bit smaller than his first attack. He decided to take that chance and use it. He spread his hands out again focusing the last bit of energy into them. The power surged up and he was ready to release it. Then he had a different idea. The weapon was approaching fast so he had to do it quickly. The first shock-wave he had created was only slowing it down slightly. Neku quickly took this time and looked down.

"Hope this works!"

Neku jumped up and brought his hands together in one more thunderous clap. The shock-wave traveled down shortly and reached the ground. The impact caused a small explosion to occur sending Neku higher up into the air. Neku broke through a small remnant of the roof. As he floated through the outside air he could clearly see all the discord around him. He had forgotten how unreal this place was. Reality set back in and he looked back down to see he was now over Axel. He did a flip in the air so his feet were now pointing down toward the ground. Gravity took over next and he began to fall rapidly, straight for Axel. He was getting closer and closer. The feet turned into inches when suddenly Neku's feet made contact with Axel's chest.

"Pow."

[Roxas 1994]

Distract that thing?

The other two fighters briskly volunteered the blue bomber to a status he comparatively detested. He loathed the almost exhilarating ecstasy that came with being the focus of consideration, and then relying on his neighboring companions to resuscitate him when the occasion his expediency was absent. Both his new partner and his most recent adversary had specified his position within the assault. Now, the solitary residual factor was that he had to divert the ominous creature from the procedure of gallant actions his allies intended.

I really don’t want to so this.

The azure hue of MegaMan’s armor gleamed with an miraculous assortment of dazzling lights as he tentatively scampered towards the depraved creature fabricated from the foul candy. The noxious lined tentacles of a deformed candy cane illogically thrashed about, causing a immense clamor. Its repulsive tongue slurred, releasing a murmur of golden saliva. However, all of those features meant nothing to the timid frame of the resolute champion. His cranium was only contemplating about the violet eyes that rigorously followed his every majestic movement.

Terror regulate his restive heart, mystifying his crucial assessment. The hero was competent enough to acknowledge that he could not overcome the crimson beast, but the sweets and anticipation was beginning to attain him. If was as if every potential aspect that could obstruct his general evolution was occurring. He could not beat the ferocious organism independently. He would fail in a scuffle between physiques.

The navy solider galloped to his right, shifting his bodyweight to expand his momentum. But every menacing, black blotch dwelling in the interior of the lilac varnish could apprehend all of his travels. His development was expansively too deliberate, even with his frail metallic shelter of armor. The beast hurdled forward, wrapping its tentacles around the waist of the mere boy.

Using his primal instincts that resided in his essence, he pushed his hands frontward, defending his pastel face. His tired hands tightly grabbed the incoming horns of the altered, primitive fiend. Coincidentally, he had preformed the accurate actions as he blockaded the enormous monster from swallowing his body. His hands were compressed around the jade horns, ceasing the saturated mouth of the brute from ingesting his entire miniature structure. He used all of his potent vigor to confine the candy beast in place, allowing a minor opportunity for his followers.

“Do it!” MegaMan’s maturing tone vibrated throughout the frigid air. “Attack it now, while I have a hold of it!”

[Xuan]

Without warning the blue bomber shot from his rooting spot and managed to hold the monster. The bad news is that Luke might not have enough time to find the shatterpoint when his heart is racing so hard and blood rushing too quick! "Calm down!" He yelled angrily to himself. Closing his eyes, he pulled a layer of calm over his self, masking his heart's true feelings, becoming the blanket of quiet and peace until everything began to slow.

Open. His eyes gently set on the monster without any distracting thoughts. It was all about instinct; shatterpoints can only be found but trusting your feelings with no thoughts. For an instant, a web of matter and particles as he examined every circle, every bit of matter, and as whole the universe, feeling as if he were the monster with unending hunger, the boy whose fear radiated like sun, and another being that hosted itself upon...

Then he found it. The left side of that tentacle. It was only for an instant before the shatterpoint hid itself amongst the possible hundreds of similar writhing limbs, but it was enough. Trusting the Force, he Force leaped above the creature, the spike raising for a stab.

"It's gonna get very messy kid! Run!" Without waiting for a reaction, he plunged into the creature, feeling the glob feeding on his body, sucking him into the endless swirling mess of sweets, disorientating his senses as white substance flowed into his ears, his nose, his mouth. The pain was excruciating -

The tip of the spike tapped the shatterpoint.

And the creature broke simply into a million pieces.

[Sora's Shadow]

Shikamaru fell forward. The candy was doing its job again. He heard Megaman for him to attack, but he couldnt. He lurched as he tried to get to his feet and saw the other man, their opponent, kill the beast. Shikamaru rose, using a licorice tree for support. He noticed that the man was wearing a red armband, and lifted his arms to for a seal.

"S-shadow Possession."

Nothing happened. His shadow stood behind him, not moving except for when Shikamaru did. Shikamaru was surprised at first, then irritated. He crouched and picked up another rock candy. He felt his sanity slipping due to the candy and forced himself to remain calm and not to breathe when unnecessary.

"Geo, be careful. He's our enemy." He managed to say as another wave of nausea him him unrelentingly. Shikamaru knew he wouldnt survive in this hell-hole. He had to get out. But the only way to do that was to fight. He stood, marshmallow he had stepped on making squishing sounds. Annoyance rippled through him and in a fit of anger, he threw the candy as hard as he could to their opponent.

"I hate this place!" He billowed his unusual battle cry and he charged for war, ripping a piece of a candy came on the way. The cane stood long and the point was sharp. Flipping it like a staff, his sanity leave and his insanity overtake him. Laughing insanely, he dashed at his opponent and swung the candy cane, hoping to hear the absolutely lovely sound of bone braking.

[HappyHeartless]

Delirium was soaring towards the skies, going higher and higher for each passing moment. After attacking Lulu she was trying to get away from her mysterious abilities as quick as possible, but in all the commotion she simply forgot. She forgot what she was doing, where she was or even why she was there. Delirium herself never noticed this and it happened often, but it rarely happened at such inconvenient times. Now she just kept on soaring.

Suddenly she spotted something down below, something that was moving. Whatever it was, it was huge. Was it a cause of investigation? Certainly, at least it was for Delirium.
She found a flow of hot air and simply glided downwards on it. It was peaceful, and she nearly forgot what she was doing again when something flew past her, missing her by mere inches. She looked down again in time to see a quiche right in front of her, and then came the impact.

The sudden surprise made Delirium loose her concentration and she was forcefully transformed back into her original form. She went crashing to the soft ground, and with a large “plop” she was buried in cream and syrup.

The large creature considered its job to be finished, and with giant steps it walked away.

[Tidus Shuyin]

NO, NOT YET! Marcus saw the Purple boat near finish line. And the boat still was in great distance from the Purple one. I can not afford to loose. I can not afford to LOOSE! I will not loose. He looked at Agumon, which too seemed angry - they had crossed the waterfall, being in front of Purple boat but suddenly it was ahead of them. Was that an Illusion? Maybe that man on purple boat casted it? Argh, what now??? Even the man kept silence. Marcus hadn't heard any word from him since he suggested a way to get safely at the bottom of waterfall. "Agumon." Marcus started. Agumon turned against Marcus with flames in his eyes. Marcus stared at him mouth wide open. So, my digimon is feeling same as me. That does it! He quickly drew for second time out his Digivice. "Boss, ready when you are!" Agumon said. I won't let us loose. Not now! Last time we lost, but not this time. "Agumon this boat must be past that red flag!" Marcus said and summoned his DNA charge within him and charged it into Digivice.

Marcus felt wind crushing in his face, while holding on ShineGreymon's back, who once again had lifted the boat in his hands. Air is our advantage. Now or Never! Driven by anger and wish to win, ShineGreymon's speed with each second got faster. For boss. For winning. The Ultimate Team never looses! "Sh--ine-Grre--ymon!" Marcus tried to speak out but wind was too strong. Seemed Marcus' DNA charge was helping him to hold on tight. And there it was - the flag, the Purple boat. Next second Marcus, Agumon and everyone else slashing through air in boat landed into water past the red flag - they had won!

[Helix: The True Hero]

Trumped… by a kid…? Heh, this ought to make quite the tall tale.

Axel enjoyed the rigorous and painstaking splendor of a good fight as much as the next bloodthirsty Nobody; the endless hours spent not existing really took a toll on one’s spirits, so what better way to liven things up with a raucous romp? Yes, every fight was a memoir waiting to unfold in the latter years of a Nobody’s life. He’d recount each and every bruise, cut, scrape, fracture, and burn to his little Nobody grandchildren. They’d just sit, eyes aglow with wonder, at how powerful and astoundingly agile their grandfather had claimed himself to be during a time that never really made it into the history books.

This was one of those fights. Axel’s chest felt the pressure of a thousand…well…heavy objects, as Neku inexplicably made his way out of the reach of the chakram and to him. And to top that, the initial wave sent by that pin added to the barrage of pain.

But the Nobody wasn’t going to take the pain lying down, oh no. He mustered a fragment of what one would call a smile to the boy that now loomed above him, his shadow snuffing the flames of Axel’s fiery soul, and reach for his leg, which continued its enjoinment with his chest. His gloved hand wrapped itself around the boy’s rather skinny and pale limb and flung him to the side. Seconds later both struck the ground, resounding a dull thud in the otherwise quiet, tranquil hut. The ground shook slightly, sending a few more chunks of sweets tumbling from the ceiling and crashing to the floor, dangerously close to both of the downed combatants.

So had he won, or lost? It was too close to tell, really.
Hopefully someone was there to record the event for his grandchildren.

[Judge of Power]

Thank you everyone!