. This fails and he dies. However, now there are two universes, the second of which is based off of the Pokemon Mystery Dungeon universe.
. This fails, and now he shares a body with a guy named Walter. (Worship is currently in control, however, but he's better now. Ish.)
. This fails, but instead of dying, they proceed to lurk in shadows.
. This fails, and he is sealed away.
up again. Meanwhile, so does a robot named Coda, the trio of Badniks from before, and several other villains, making it a callback to (mostly) all above events, which is where we left off.
Honestly? We just ended up meeting up with Wario again, and it just... happened. Maybe it's the fact he's pretty much been the lesser evil of every encounter I've had with him.
I think Post 2 of last page has already done enough flashbacking so I'm going to try my best to contain all of that. Anyway... It's been thirty years. And call it as you might see it, but I think the past few months have mellowed him out a bit.
But even before all this, the entire reason this all started is because I led the ene-- well, you guys-- to him. I could've tried to speak to him rationally, I could've tried appealing to him, but instead I let my self-entitlement get the best of me and falsely accuse him of something he didn't even do. As a result, not only did he get part of his fortune stolen, but also was exposed to his-- you guys. Talking straight at the opposing side rationally is weird.
Soon enough I got my Karma. My forest was raided, Mr. IDon'tDeodorize attacked-- I thought that was the end of me.
But I had people willing to help me. I met people willing to do what was right. Along the line, I even lost my powers. But soon enough... I found people who were willing to help. People who were willing to listen to my story. And people who would go out of the way to try and retrieve those powers without a moment's notice. And two of those people... were Wario and his brother who's name I forgot.
Yeah, he can be a handful... but he's earned my trust. And I stand by that even until now.
Say, Boss?
What do you want, Storm?
We're really fast birds... right?
Well, I don't know about you two, but I'm the fastest one there is, was, and will ever be!
...But if you meant the Babylon Rogues as a whole, then yeah. We're a hell of a lot faster than the average is set to.
But if that's the case... then why don't we ever censor anything?
Huh? Censor? What the fuck are you going on about?
Duh... I got no idea.
Then can it, lump-for-brains. We're out on duty. Those Rare Orbs won't find and turn themselves in for a handsome reward by themselves. Wave?
It won't be long until we arrive. Estimate says about 5 minutes. Five more minutes that I'll have to spend with you morons.
...Boss?
FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, STORM. NO! BLACK IS NOT A COLOR! IT'S A SHADE! IT'S LITERALLY THE ABSENCE OF LIGHT!
Uh, actually... I was gonna ask what that thing tailing us is.
...Oh. Well, FIRST off, you're not supposed to turn around, you dolt! You'll gain less momentum!
Sorry, Boss.
SECOND... what thing?
...
You two, and uh, guy who used to be compass man. Follow them. They are looking for Apollo and Luna, 2 Zodidroids, the leaders of them in fact. I'm not sure what they are planning, but you guys have to make sure they don't do anything insane.
So Jack, you want to go after Doc Robot or come with me to fight a certain...devil...?
L should end up maiming himself if he thinks he can deal with Beta Devil...We can ignore him for now.
No way in Hell am I letting those two idiots get away.
*pant* *pant* I... have been stranded here...
For freaking months!... So what gives!? Where... is the exit to this hellhole!?
I'm gonna die here.. I'm really going to die here. If I knew giving that guy in yellow that cash wouldn't make me any less lost, I would've just ignored him. Now I'm gonna die of malnutrition.
Using your ghostly form to be invulnerable to damage while rebuilding your body so you could technically be undefeatable... A cunning strategy. Except for one thing you overlooked...
Ghosts can hurt other ghosts!
...
...Oh no. Whatever am I supposed to do?~
...What a nice detour that was, really. But I think it's time we focus on the-
TERIAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
...!
...So, this is Beta Man. Created by the great Dr. Light. An adventurer. A hero. Left to explore the entire Omniverse, because your Reaper is too stubborn to let you die in your own expired Universe.
...Beta and Mega. Beta Man Adventures. Countless roleplays. An entire Betaverse based around your completely unoriginal likeness.
Your legacy is just as pathetic as you are. And when you die here, even if this world has the SLIGHTEST chance of surviving my cataclysm... No one will EVER remember you.
...s...
...Screw... you...
Beta!
Why, you son of a...!
...
And my treasured umbrella... I will give to--
*le conke*
Ow. Of course I get interrupted when I'm only trying to create a w--
*le conke*
OW! WHAT THE-- WHERE ARE THESE APPLES COMING FRO--
Hold on! Apples! I'm sa--
*le conke but in bass boost*
You know what!? If I can't have any of these, then I'm better off just rotting away 'till I die!
That stupid mustached crook...! If not for him, I wouldn't be in this crappy situatiiooooooon!
Entity: Devil, has a higher chance of causing this unit's destruction compared to Doc Robot if unaccompanied. Following L.
Ow. How. Are. You. Doing. This?
You know what? I'm done. No more pulling punches for my own sick thirsts. Now you're gonna die.
This early? You needed me this early?
More and more heroes keep appearing! How am I supposed to do anything about that?
Whatever. Just follow my lead.
*yawns* Another day, another waste of a dollar.
*yawns* You can say that again.
Could be worse. You could be up there.
Why? What's going on?
Oh you know. First Kilroy canceled your project to focus more on global efforts then the end of the world happened. You know fun-
"What?"
This thing won't even be able to fly. Hmm...Unless I...
Really? You thought all that time in Thomas' little mishap would help you? All that time throwing barrels and bouncing on your walking stick? All that time you spent in the guild, or the ball, or wherever the hell you're from?!
I have no stats. The only thing that will change any of us is whether we choose to live or die.
And you know damn well what my choice is.
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