As the last of the link's energy disperses from Stache, he crashes hard into the ground.
The Raid Boss Fan who had been poking him the entire time, suddenly turns to the T Quartet he places down a camera.
Say cheese!
As the camera starts a countdown, The Raid Boss Fan rushes to the store, purchasing a Fortune Module and an EX varient, then speeds back, showing up in time just as the shot takes.

While the Raid Boss Fan rushes to help, Stache sits back, silently snickering to himself at what just happened.

Busta Wol-, er, Busta shot Blast.

Hey! Stache!
No response
I'm talking to you!
No response
...
The Raid Boss Fan pokes Stache.

...
The Raid Boss pokes him again.
...

As Stache fires the Starstorm with Valk's power, The Raid Boss Fan continues to poke him with exceeding speed, calling his name out, trying anything he can to get his attention.

Wait, this willpower is-

A vibrant blue overtakes Stache as the bond is completed, seemly leaving him paralyzed.

...
It's nothing I can't handle.
Stache scans the area before deciding to-
HEY STAR-
(No...don't let your emotions flare up...just focus on the task at hand...)
Not finishing the sentence, Stache attempts to blend in the shadows as a violent aura of power expels from Stache(PK Starstorm Omega).
Even with the link it can't be denied that something feels off. I shouldn't be able to normally call upon this much psychic power into a single action. ...Could this bond be capable of leaving behind some sort of permeant effect upon me? ...
Stache shudders and tries to think about something else, his thoughts drifting to the journal by his side.

Stache teleports back, shaking his head before attempting to Psy Link with Valk once more.

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The truck comes to a abrupt stop as the group stares at the way forwards. The vantablack "road" seems to be swallowed by a thick greyish-red smoke with orange and blue lights dancing beneath the cover. With hesitation and silence, the truck slowly entered into the hot smog. As the veil gives way, the sight inside isn't any better.
Like a fiery dandelion in the wind, a slow gust of embers rocks the truck. Orange and black flames littered the ground at random and seem to fight each other like lions. But somehow more prevalent and noticeable than the carnage is the nauseous smell of burnt rubber and copper. As the odor entered the truck, both Sara and Sally try their hardest not to gag. While Sara brings the windows which still didn't do much to help, Filewalker turns to her, expression unchanged.

What happened here?
...I'm not shore. ...At the very least, Dere should be a side-road around here that aught to be safer.

As Sara slowly guides the truck through the uneven terrain, Filewalker and Sallysander gaze out the window at the myriad of different colored flames that seem to stick out amidst the smoke.

...That pink one actually looks kinda pretty. It's like a Nuberim Willower!
...
Sorry.
...

The truck slows down to a crawl as Sara looks around for a opening.
I can't believe this! It's like the fire's extending from one end of the zone to the other. The entire thing looks blocked off.
Smoke's not helping at all either.
Agreed. ...Still, someone's got to have gotten through, didn't see any trucks go back.
And they didn't warn you about it?
...I keep my radio off. Everyone chatters on it like it's feeding day all the time.
Look, over there!
Where?
Just move a little to the right...that's it. A little closer...
I still don't see anythi-
Sara almost grinds the brakes into the floor as at the last moment she spots some sort of red metal.
Why didn't you warn me?
I thought you could see it?
See it? Sm- Hold on...that kinda looks like...
Sara squints at it before making out something and scrambles for her radio.
Howdy! This is Truck 63A, can you hear me...43IR over?
No response...
43IR can you hear me over?
As Sara continues in vain to reach the truck, Filewalker without warning steps out of the car.
Filewalker!
(What is he doing?) Do you see something out there?...
Not saying anything, Filewalker slowly approaches the truck...and finds the red metal in question is only a bumper by itself. Just shy of it is the scattered remains of a toppled truck, an inferno covering the top of it as if to say that it had taken it as a prize.
...(Dang.).
...
As Filewalker closes the car door, Sara and Sally look with worry.
Are they...
Driver's probably separated from the main vehicle. Truck in question is totaled.
...Ol Frank's a Thala Aix. I'm sure he'll be fine, guy's used to the heat. I mean...*heh* he came from a literal world of lava before winding up here.
That's...good to hear at least.
...I saw a opening near the truck. Princess, you seem to be able to see through the smoke with ease. Guide us through it.
C...can do!

Raid Boss Fan finishes typing and starts to look around, noting two downed figures but unable to make out either at first.

...Hey is that Chord guy o-
!
B...Blast?

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...What's a credit card?

As a loud static noise erupts from Stache, he looks over to Warp Man before in less than a blink disappears. In that same blink he hovers over the T Quartet and holds his palms upwards in an gesturing manner as thunderbolts strike those below (PK Thunder y).

(Yeah...mine!)
With a new sense of vigor, Stache attempts to bond with Valk by a Psy Link.

Stache seems unsurprised at how the situation is currently going. Lazily, he cast PK Thunder y.
Meanwhile the Raid Boss Fan simply starts typing away on a keyboard that's just extended from his neck.

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...(Does he not notice...or not care? Phew. I'm sure he can help!)
Here, could you help me knock around...here? There's a secret door here but I'm not sure if those on the other side can hear me or not. Worst case scenario, I'll just have to use the GONG.

The Raid Boss Fan gives a sheepish look before just opting to wave his hands and sits this one out. Out of nowhere, Stache appears, jotting down the last of something before putting the book away.

I care. Welcome back

TDLR: Multiplier Madness all at Dust

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Before the move went off
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TRBF simply keeps quiet till the move charges before switching back to his happy demeanor.

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Now

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TRBF sits down, thinking to himself.
(Not even a single point of WE was used to take me down. ACK that's so embarrassing! Worst yet, poor Dust still took an massive amount of damage from her even afterwards. I didn't help in the slightest. I must really be a bad fan huh. But more than that...)
...
Nowwen, I seekken to battle not only to conquer, bootten to aid my fellow varriors as vell.
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You, howaever, I greatly pity. To only livenn for enemiess which you vill fail, rader dann yourr own saulf
TRBF closes his monitor, hands clinching in anger.
I treasoore my fee vill... bootten your faite is wune of solitood.
...
Unable to take it no more, he screams out loud.
I DIDN'T UNDERSTAND A WORD SHE SAID!

TRBF looks around, slightly scared that someone heard him, before collecting himself.
(...Just relax. It's gonna be fine. Look, those guy did so much damage to em right? That means...yup! Six big ones. Now...)

The Raid Boss Fan grins before throwing 6 Multiplier Madness at everyone, including Stache who...
...*sigh*
With a wave of an arm, the projectiles are all deflected all at Dust.
! Again!? HOW!
TRBF turns to face Stache who...is gone. Huh.
How am I this bad at- wait Oasis, could you repeat that?
Should any of the MMs hit Dust, TRBF can't help but slightly wince.

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Finally...I think they're all gone.
Stache doesn't even bother to look to confirm his statement before leaning on a rock and pulls out a journal.
Almost forgot to update this thing. Can't believe they managed to distract me like that.
Out of the corner of Stache's eye, a flower twitches. Paying it no mind, he pulls out a pen.

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Artifenix pauses for a moment, not to think but out of fear.
H-huh what am I doing? Uh...
Artifenix looks to the construct, then to the bounty hunter, then back to the construct, then back to the bounty hunter.
Thou assure you...this is uh....not what it looks like...

What's Opp...oppnore...opphore? Eh forget it.
Not even giving her a passing glance, he continues charging the beam.

I'm hardly sabotaging anything! It should be clear who I'm trying to help out right? I mean... it's not like I said my name was The Raid Boss Beater Fan right? That's one letter too many!
!
...Sides, I watched your last two fights. You know, versus those CUTE ...gemstone creatures and Beta Diablo. Barely a scratch you put into em. The worse bit of damage you inflicted was on that poor Aquamarine, and she didn't even hear your foul mouth. So uh... not really all that worried bout ya or your weak spear. Even now, I'm sure one little gust of wind aught to knock ya over, what with your constant use of that spear move.

So uh...if you want, just try to strike me down right here~ I mean...
TRBF starts to count on his hands.
I think two uses of Valkyrie Blade maybe? Eh, better use all you can.

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As Artifenix continues to work on what once was a simple cube, he affixes a iron chain onto a latch, completing the device.
There...that aught to do it.
Now...*ahem*
Artifenix hesitates before softly knocking on the door.

Raid Boss Fan takes a step back in shock as Punch Man explodes before talking.
Oh I'm just a fan, name's not important.
RBF points a finger at Punch Man and friends.
Just looking to evening the playing field, that's all.
As the attack buildup continues, a few beams of red energy appear. They seem to be oddly be shaped like a boomerang.
Ah yeah, when this bad boy fires off you all better look-

(After all players perform their actions)

A *DING* sounds off, similar to a toaster oven.
It's ready!
Closing his screen to shield the awesome light that erupts from his finger, the high-powered beams(I hope) fire forwards only to curve back at the last second towards T Quartet. As he opens one eye, a face of horror is plastered on his monitor.
I knew I should of worked on it more.

Sorrrrrrryyyyyyyyyyy :(

The mannequin suddenly starts to terraform into...
Nope! Name's Radiated Wraith. Walter right? Or...is it Walter?
RW offers a handshake to Walter, the woolen hand still changing to steel.
Mind if I nab a potato chip? Sea salt's pretty good if I do say so myself.
He seems unaware of Fartknocker's transformation.

*gasp* They noticed me!
Raid Boss Fan somewhat geeks out before a loud audible click erupts from him.
Fear not! I won't let you guys down!
Raid Boss Fan prepared a Fanmade Hell's Vengeance at the party.

(OOC: I had sent Beta the character sheet beforehand. I'm not sure if that does anything or not in terms of answering the question.)

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An Absorbing Defense huh? WELL! I know just how to put a stop to that!
The Raid Boss Fan conjures up a ball with grows in size four times (Multiplier Madness) before throwing it at Shieldy, the projectiles are suddenly deflected by an thrown mirror at Blast.
HEY! What gives?

A mannequin can be seen besides a wooly door. Though inanimate, it seems to stare at the Shadow Creature. Various arcade machines and refreshments can be spotted.
...
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*SYSTEM ERROR* *PLEASE CONTACT LIGHTHOUSE TO FILE A CASE REPORT*
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...Aw snap what did I do this time?
Slowly rising from his gaming chair, an unknown figure stumbles in the darkness to try and reach a lightswitch.
How late is it anyways? Why didn't anyone warn me?
*FLIP*
Okay that's better.
Uh...no it's not. Let me...
There we go. Now then...just got to reset and we'll see where everyone is.
...
The Clogomerate's changed. Neat. Gonna have to check that out, assuming my mannequin's not in a wall right
now...
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Soul! Defteros! Prototype! YO Anthem's back! Walter..wait did he actually- WAIT...Redbomber isn't Walter? That actually makes sense...at least he's okay.
...
Okay that make sense. Now let's get a look at my boys.
...Wow, a lot of plots in stagnation. ...Except for...odd. Null and those System guys don't show up. If I just do this...
As RW zooms in on something, he hears a growl from outside.

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...Wasen't paying attention to a word thou said. What are you guys talking about?