Bermuda Triangle... I'll let the other Reapers know. Thanks for the heads up.
In the meantime, you can do... well, whatever it is you need to do. I'll see ya soon.

After delivering a thumbs up, Walter makes his way out of the restaurant... and into....

××××××yeah I can't be very subtle on mobile×××××××
Walter is there now.

Who wants to go to the Termuda Briangle?...
...oh no i forgot chase

Well, after all that, the least I can do is be direct. Good thing no one else is here...
...You probably had your own suspicions, based off of my question. But I got word from someone in the 'Balance Conglomerate' that Trio has begun to make his move. He could show up at any time.

Still in his seat, Walter folds his arms.

I've let almost all the other Reapers know at the Lounge, except for a few. But I thought you'd also deserve the truth, since he seems like a pretty big deal. What you want to do with this knowledge, though... not exactly up to me.

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...Whaaaat?

Vyolen's shaking condition seems to be quickly rejuvenated by frustration.

WHAAAAAT!?! THAT'S your idea of a prank!? It wouldn't have been a surprise if I just died back there!... sheesh...
...So as all that other stuff just a lie, too, then? And you're not related to Master?

Interesting.

Walter sits on the other chair, opposite to Beta Shadow. If there was no other chair at the time, there was one now.

So... what do you know?

Supidustar timeza 2

...

Vyolen stays where she is, reduced by the sheer shock alone. Said shock seems to have additional effects on her physically as well, but she seems not to notice them due to being preoccupied with the crea--

G-GYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!
BLOOOOOOOOOOOD PAAAACT~!!??!?!? I DON'T KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT A BLOOD PACT ALL I KNOW IS THAT YOUR BARBARIAN DAD HAS BEEN SENDING ME TO DEATH'S DOOR AND BACK IN ORDER TO BECOME POWERFUL! AND NOW INSTEAD OF TEACHING ME ANYTHING USEFUL HE'S RUN AWAY TO GO MEET PEOPLE STRONGER THAN ME BECAUSE APPARENTLY I'M NOT ENoooooOUGH FOR HIM!

The fear seems to have pushed her to a boiling point. She continues shreiking out in a crazed frenzy.

NOW YOU'RE TELLING ME IN ORDER TO BE REMOTELY ADEQUATE I HAVE TO BE A FREAK LIKE HIM?!?!??? OR LIKE YOOOUUUUUU!????!!?!?!? I'VE HAD ENOUGH NIGHTMARES AS IT IS BECAUSE OF HIM AND I'M SURE YOU JUST TOOK DECADES OFF MY LIFESPAN JUST NOW BUT I DIDN'T COME HERE FOR NOTHING SO DO YOUR WORST!!!!

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Walter walks across a block, as he does, he scratches his head.

Maybe I should take it a little easier. I was pretty harsh to Vy, but I meant to say those things to motivate her, not discourage her... Even if I wasn't entirely wong.
Hmmm... I mean, she was still alive. So I'm probably doing something right... Maybe I'm not being strict enough.

As he is walking, something thin, yet cyllinder hits Walter on the top of his head. Before it can fall on the ground, he catches it.

Huh. A broken clock...
...Aren't those bad omens? No, it can't be. There's no way, right?

After throwing it away, he shakes his head and shrugs.

I can worry about that later. Now, how do I go about this...? What's the most professional way to communicate the issue here?

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The door opens, revealing...

Anyone here know a meanie named Triooooooooooo~?

...a. aga.... f.. a..ha... fawhaaaaahahahaaa?

Vyolen gawks in a mix of bewilderment and fright. There seems to be a delay between what she is saying and thinking.

(H-huh? What on earth is this thing staring right in front of me?... M-master didn't say anything about this... monster.... and it has a father????)
(W-wait a minute..)

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Vyolen shakily replies in extremely hoarse whispers to the silhouette, all the while trying to sound reassuring to it.

He. Sent. Me. Here. Be. Cause. I. Am. His. Dis. Ci. Pleeee..................

She is not exactly the most reassuring.

Master's house... I know where to go... but I don't know how to get there. Why didn't he just... fly me there? Or warp me, or something?... Unless...
This too, is a part of my training. I'm supposed to run across the globe, or something goofy like that.

She takes a starting position.

Then game on! I'll get there on my own two feet, Master! Just trust me--

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An Uber car stops in front of the large cabin, and Vyolen, who was in a backseat, springs out.

So maybe I'm not at that level right now. No biggie.

She makes her way towards the door, and places an arm on the knob. By the time she realizes she should have searched for a key, the door already opens.

...Sheesh... how reckless of him. Doesn't he know what kind of crooks could break and enter if he's not here?

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Somewhere, somehow, a thug in a red bandana sneezes.

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Slamming the door shut behind her, she takes in her surroundings. On the wall are pictures of Walter Oliver, most of them being in his muscular form. Someone else much shorter seems to be in these pictures, but their face and body is blurred out. Though from what can be visible, they seem to be female.

Hnh. All things considered, it's a good home... But no pets. I wonder if he's got any snacks.

She notices a paper attached to the wall.

Eh?

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n-no visitors... so he never gets to know anybody in here.... man... he's such a loser, it's bumming me out too.

As Opera fastrolls in with Delta, Scale yawns. He seems slightly groggy.

Whatever it is you're doing, try to do it a bit more quietly? All that racket is cutting into my beauty sleep.
I am dealing with an intruder. Watch Delta and make sure nothing happens to him, or I will never forgive you.
But... why leave? Soul can handle it. She's strong! Nothing can beat her!

Opera gently puts Delta down, ignoring him.

Oh, come on, now. I can tell you don't mean that. Who wouldn't forgive this face?
Who? Well. You are free to be reckless and find out whom firsthand if I see him hurt.

Opera does a dramatic hair flip and and speed-sashays back towards the other room.

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Maybe ya a pack bit of a wallop, lady. But c'mon, now... don't tell me ya seriously think ya can beat me when I'm pointin' this thing right at ya? Mighty fine line between bravery and stupidity.
And you're on the stupid end. Baby bullets?
That's cute. Try tank shells in your next life, pushover. You're all bark and no b--
*BLAM!*

Soul had reacted when she saw Arpeggione's finger hit the trigger, crossing her arms across her body to shield herself. Despite it's stature, the bullet not only knocks Soul off of her feet, but forces her to crash through the wall and outside, although she stops herself from falling. Casually, Arpeggio walks through as well.

I reckon you check yaself before I wreck yaself, madam. I ain't need a full chamber to put ya to sleep.
(...Okay. So his toy's third-rate, big deal. I already know how to handle cowards like this.)

Soul slightly crouches, leaning forward.

(He aimed for my chest, earlier, but I can't rely on sight to know when he'll shoot... I just have to hear him to know he's--) *click*
(Primetime.)

Soul darts headfirst into a sprint as Arpeggione is shooting. While she does, her body stoops low, as one of Arpeggione's bullets go whizzing past her hat. By the time Arpeggione is ready to shoot again, Soul is already in point-blank range.

(Fast...was she aimin' for it!?)
Nice try, jack--
!?!?!?

Despite her efforts, Soul feels something heavy gut into her torso, launching her in an upwards arc, before her ineivitable collapse, as she falls onto said torso meters away. By the time she looks up, she sees Arpeggione with his revolver in one hand... and a shotgun in the other.

Ain't ya mama ever teach ya not to try an' outfox a fox, lady?
ugh... you.. (WHAT THE FUCK!!!!1!!1!!)
Darn tootin'. Y'could never separate one 'a my so-called 'toys'! Matter of fact, I already knew you might try!

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ghhhh...

Arpeggione casually approaches Soul, who sluggishly attempts to get up.

Now, now, I ain't gonna kill ya. Why did you think I was gonna kidnap ya?
fhhhhk... yh...!
Rules are, I'm 'to bring ya alive. Damaged goods are fair game... and it was never specified how damaged.

Arpeggione pulls out his revolver again. He is about to shoot... when a bullet whizzes by his ear.

!

♫ Element of Tension ♫

Quiet. Nobody makes a sound... until Arpeggione breaks the ice.

Eh? I ain't got all day. Come along now, if ya give a rat's ass about this hooligan.
Like hell am I just gonna let you swing by and make demands! And I'm not yours to take!
I also agree with my sister. To make such a hostile invasion is one thing, but to threaten a child...
Ahp! Never threatened the rugrat. I threatened ya'll with the rugrat.

Soul and Opera look at each other.

...
..
...Gh.

Soul throws her arms into the air, turning her back on everyone else. Somehow, she still comes off as rebellious despite her actions.

Alrighty! Have it your way, jackass. Do anything sick and I'll kill you. I've done it for less.
Well now! Seems like yer smarter than ya look! I'm an honorable man, so I'll do as ya want. The tyke lives another day.

Arpeggio drops Delta, who lands on his rear. He uses his left foot to shove him away.

Owie. ;(

Opera immediately grabs him off the floor, carrying him in one arm.

Are you all right? Did that man hurt you in any way? Did he do anything to you that you did not like?
No! Mr. Arpego was very nice to me! Got to play with him!
I told you to be careful with strangers. Not everyone person you meet is trustworthy.
O-oh! Stranger danger! I forgot about that...!

Opera looks back. Arpeggione now has a shotgun to the back of Soul's head, poking it. He walks her over to a large hole gap inside of the room leading outside, presumably created by him.

Sorry, lady. Looks like you've made a few enemies too many, and now y'gotta pay the price.
You'll pay your OWN price.
Ya say somethin'?

Something round appears in the center of Arpeggione's shotgun, absorbing it entirely before disappearing.

WHAT IN TARNA--
YOU'LL PAY YOUR PRICE!

Soul immediately swings around to smash Arpeggione, but the latter immediately leaps back, though the actual force of Soul's swing knocks him backwards. He looks back to where Delta and Opera where, realizing they are both gone.

You--! Damn weasels!
I think YOU'RE the weasel here.... well. You'll look just like one when I'm done rearranging your face.
Shoulda known ya belonged to the streets...

Arpeggione spins his revolver around his hand, up his arm, and then flings it into the air, before snatching it back, shooting the roof. After blowing smoke from it, he points his revolver directly at Soul.

I prefer a little fun, anyway. Some spice in my life is fer the best.

Speed Star. Speed Star.

What was that... and what's this?

Vyolen spots a piece of paper on the ground. She picks it up.

.....Hey Vy,

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...P.S. I told them that as you are now you were so advanced you could beat all of them with all your limbs tied behind your back, blindfolded, and wrapped against a chair?!? So you better not hold anything back if you agree!?
(He goes so casually from unassuming nice guy to demon from hell.)

Speed Star. Speed Star.

As his body shrinks and reforms to normal, an incapacitated Bowser lay on the ground. Although he looks desaturated at first, color slowly returns to him...

...
...Rrgh. darned..-- plumbers... can't... move...
P-PAPA!

Hopping off of his Junior Clown Car, Bowser Jr. races towards his father, stopping at him to check his condition.

*sniff*... you're alive... but you've really took a beating this time, Papa.
Aagh...
Tch! The rest of us ain't in much better positions, kid!... damn. I shoulda expected a result like this sooner.

Wart, Mouser, and most of either their or Bowser's subbordinates seem extroardinarily damaged. Meanwhile, atop one of the still in tact tower structures, Iggy and Ludwig seem to give each other glares after watching the ensuing scenery below..

...I think I'll take those 50 Coins now, big brother.
Curses! I never would have imagined Father would fail!

Ludwig regretfully puts an arm under his shell, attempting to fish something from outside of it.

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Down below, within an isolated, yet still hanging cage above the rubble...

That. Was. AWESOME!
You can say that again! Mario, Luigi, and those weirdo friends with him were all so cool! Geez, I wouldn't want to miss that fight for the world!
It was... *ahem*... indeed fantastical. But our lives were nearly at stake. Maybe address the situation with a bit more tact.
(Mario... you and your allies have yet again put an end to a terrible calamity... I never had any doubt you would respond to our hope.)

Meanwhile, someone still attempts to hide within the shadows... Kamek cackles to himself.

Tsk. His gallantness is far too foresightful to not have a plan in advance. I still posess the remote device needed to free the princess and those filthy fungi!
Even if they have won the battle, it will be for naught when Mario and his meddlesome new friends lose the war! Kyahahahahahaha--

Sleipnir uses Mount and then targets Valkyrie Woman. He follows up with Rideback, causing her to follow up with Light Scourge +.

Perhaps I'll add dialogue and format later, but I'm not feeling well right now, so I'll keep things concise. Team Bubble accepts.

Triton Bubble moves two spaces right, and then one up. Should he have the range necessary, he'll let loose a Water Buster. Aqua Fishtot moves a space left and four up. Ambience moves a space down and one more right. Pierrobot maintains his position.

Sleipnir is the active unit right now. He uses Rapid Ramp-Up. If he goes either first or second, Mach Aura follows.

You've got some nerve!... after putting me through all that hell, you seriously pull out at the last minute?
S-sorry... I'll get back to you when I can. I promise.
...What a reliable Master. Oh, well.

Vyolen scoffs.

Fine... but you'd better not keep me waiting too long.
I know I still have a lot to learn... but I'll just keep on learning and learning... and soon, I'll become as strong than you!
...

Walter carries a curious expression on his face.
..."as strong as me", huh? So that's your intention...
Well, yeah. That's a pretty normal goal, right?
......
...Sorry. That'll never happen. I will always be stronger than you, regardless of how often you train.

Walter's sudden cold words seem to shock Vyolen, who wasn't expecting such a brazen response.

Y-YOU DON'T KNOW THAT! I STILL HAVE A WAYS TO GO, BUT--!
--Do you not understand? You'll always be a weakling to me. The infinite monkey theorem could probably actually happen before you get anywhere near my level.
T-then why take me on at all!? Why bother, if I'll always be a weakling to you?!
Because I'm bored. Watching you struggle to compare to me like an idiot will help me pass the time.
Trust me, Vy. If it were up to me, I'd be duking it out with the toughest guys there are. But I'm at such a lack of competition, that I need another form of entertainment. Enter you.
You--!
.
"--Bastard!" is that what you wanted to say?... Funny choice of words, considering you won't ever be worth half my actual kid.
Now it's "What the--!? How the heck am I frozen!? And how does he know everything I'm thinking!?". That right?
.

Walter flashes another nightmarish grin.

The answer's simple. I am simply that much better than you. As a higher dimensional being, you will never come close to what I am.
.
I hope this experience humbles you, and teaches you a valuable lesson... you can study under me, but you will never reach me. The reason why, is simple...

As Walter speaks, he is consumed by shadows, which form a demon-esque silhouette. It's voice is shrill, yet daunting. Its grotesque sounds echo gratingly when it bellows.

I am infinitely your superior! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH

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Seemingly snapping out of a phase, Vyolen seems to reacquire control over herself... but it doesn't take long for her to delve back into confusions. She turns towards where Walter was, but he is no longer there. At a loss, she looks down at her shaking hands...

Was... was that real!?

Nuts. I was hoping she'd be ready by the time I was going to leave... oh, well.
Anyway, it looks like the only thing I'm waiting on now is--
Master?
.....i've been found.

After his body does a complete turnaround without actually moving, Walter spots the figure who commented such. They seem surprised, but her voice brightens as she approaches Walter.

Master, it is you! Wh... where were you? You left s-so suddenly, that I--YAAAAAAAAA!!!!
Uh oh.

Her open arms reveal their true form as surprise attacks as she wildly flails her arms at Walter.

YOU LEFT ME BEHIND YOU LEFT ME BEHIND! ABANDONING MY TRAINING WITHOUT EVEN GIVING SO MUCH AS AN EXCUSE IN ADVANCE! HOW COULD YOU DO THAT TO ME WHEN YOU SAID YOU WOULD BE THERE TO HELP ME I HATE YOU!
Hey, it's not like that. I just had to run a few errands, and I got sidetracked... but I was always going to come back.

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Vyolen breaks away from Walter.

...Whatever. I guess now that you're here, it doesn't matter much.

She puts one hand on her waist, using the other to point at him.

Since now's the perfect time to learn! I'm done with the basic fitness regiments, I wanna be taught something cool!
Uh... About that... I literally only came here to tell you I need to go for a bit.
*shattered glass noises*

Sure. If that's all of your answers, I won't stop you guys. But it could be dangerous... so be on your toes just in case.

Walter smirks.

I'm heading out again for a bit. I have business in a couple of places to take care of. Once I'm through, I'll return. If you guys want to have some sort of plan, now's the time.

Walter vanishes...

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...And then appears to be on some sort of hill, above a surburban area. He pulls out a phone, and begins dialing up a number.

...Hmmm... he seems like a busy guy. But it's worth a shot while I'm

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Scale makes himself comfortable as he relaxes on one of the living room couches. He sighs to himself...

Waiting for them is becoming a bore... it's been silence in there for a full minute now. Perhaps I should.

As he rises to see what's going on, the man himself suddenly feels a vibration in his pocket. As he pulls out what seems to be a surprisingly simplistic looking smartphone, he seems to understand.

So it's him, hmm? I have a feeling I already know why he's called... why not? As he says this, Scale smugly accepts the call he's received.
Yo!
Well now, if it isn't Mr. Oliver himself. To what do I owe the pleasure?

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Well, for starters, I was hoping I could get an update on that project. I know it's a bit selfish, which is why I wanted to wait... but it seems like I'll be getting into something pretty important soon.
I see. Would you like me to go over all the details?
Huh?... Oh! Sure! I tend to forget things sometimes, so that'd probably help.

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There are much more functions, but I'll be brief to spare your more limited mind.
Works for me, I guess. Any estimation on when it'll be finished?
None. Once Power (that's her name) is officially complete, she'll find you. I'm not overseeing the engineering personally, so it may take a short while. Just be patient.
Okie dokie! Thanks a lot for indulging me! You're the best, Mr. Scale. See ya!

Walter seems to have hung up. Scale's grin widens at his last words.

You can say that again.