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Nice. Let’s see em get past that.
RW looks back to Beta.
Basically. They can expand and contort to your will. And if you every wanna get out, just take this door. Note that afterwards, you might find a new app on your phone. Don’t worry too much about it, just makes sure no one activates it lest you want em coming in here.
A beanbag materalizes behind RW as he falls back.
Say uh guys. Been meaning to ask ya since you’re pros at this thing, but…do you think it’s a bad idea to make…connections with others? As in the others guys, like with Chase and that Note fella. I mean just…making friends, helping em out, know what I mean? Even if they’re not…our guys.


...
Taking a moment to process what happened, his attention is stolen by the sound of broken wood.
Hey that’s enough!
The soldier gets ready to pull a pistol to fire into the air…and finds he grabs onto nothing
...(Crud, did I really bet my sidearm off to that guy?)
...
..
Meanwhile over at Cut and Fang's Table...

Cut shows a weak smile before rubbing his head with his thumb.
Alright, so in about…5 and a half hours, the train’s gonna be coming near one of our encampments. We as well as a few others are gonna start breaking down their defenses while they're trying to deal with the blockade. If they’re unable to stop, then we’re just gonna go and try to find the package. I trust you got a vehicle suitable for the task right? If so, just follow me.

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Ow ow ow ow ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-
Picking up speed with every step, Glass ends up crashing into the bottom, seemingly knocked out. A faint wind can be felt…

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Vangus bows before he and his cohorts disappear once more.

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Hmm…a shame he didn’t try and make things fun.
I get the feeling you’re about to get your fun soon.
So…what exactly are you planning on doing with that egg thingy?
Hmm…simply put we’re- oh we’re here.

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Red lightning swims through the sky like fish in water as Vangus and company arrive before a tower, the only thing standing in a wasteland of silent crismon dust. A broken signpost and an even more broken Devilized NullEntity stands at the center. Though Entity-D doesn't look up from his location, his empty stare tries to bore into GammaGhost’s head.
[...how…no, why are you here? i’m too far gone to serve your-]{type:attackshadow}

Vangus ignores the Entity's query and simply pulls out the Chrono Trigger. Entity-D’s emotionless demeanor suddenly is replaced by a wide eye stare as he recognizes what the device could do for him, for everyone. Entity-D slowly raises his arm only to be sliced in half by a Akimbo Stigma from Nuru. As his lower half dissipates, Entity-D simply looks at Gamma before the rest of him evaporates. Brass stands there in silence, trying to understand exactly what’s going on.

Your counterpart does not appear to be among the living I’m afraid.
Hmph, won’t matter. It will make the trade all the same.
GammaGhost holds the Chrono Trigger up in the air…and smashes it with one grip. The pieces scatter to the ground before changing course and race towards the scarlet sun. As Nuru watches with glee and Brass with fear, GammaGhost simply concentrates.
The sun! It’s…

The clouds swirl around as cracks start to form and cover the scarlet sun like vines. Abruptly, a moment of silence follows suit, as if the world itself was holding its breath wondering just what was about to happen. Shockwaves suddenly come from above, as the sun shatters, revealing an opening to the abyss itself.
Woah…I didn’t sign up for th-
Brass feels a redhot wind blow on his back. Not even fully turned around, he blasts behind him with a flamethrower, scorching a wall of needles.

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Wha? I didn't make...
...
Bingo Beta. I'm sure you guys have your own homes but...well in case something happens in CZ or anywhere, I'd figure this place aught to last it all. ...Hmph.
RW turns to Rhys with a look of curiosity.
Say this Hallowed Desktop...what it is exactaly?

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Vangus inspects the egg and looks back to the old man.
Thank you. ...I'm sure you must know how easy this makes things, what with living after everything happens of course.
(...Hmph. As much sense as it would make to ask if I succeed...no. No matter what answer is given, those fourth wall wannabes will just look at it as either confidence in their victory or another hill to climb.)
Come on boys, we have work to do.
...
...
...

And I'm aware of the consequences. (BTW, if I'm derailing the events, let me know. Not tryna power climb either you so please don't take it that way.)

With every mallet strike, Burning Desire cries out, hardly able to even process what's going on.
...BU...BU...BURN!
As the final hit strikes, Burning Desire evaporates...?

As BD crashes, he starts to laugh more and more. The temperature rose to 120F and refuses to fall down! Burning Desire's Second Ability Activated!
Heat Flashes When an location is hot enough, Burning Desire's flames will start to inflict damage to even units with immunities, albeit starting out as hardly anything.*
Getting up immediately after, he whips his broken arm out, a sound similar to a firecracker echoes throughout the location. Instead of attacking, he stops laughing and simply flashes a grin at LLM.

BD stops for a second, seemingly perplexed before a chuckle escapes his lips.
Hahaha! BURN!

Burning Desire disappears...before reappearing from the fires on Miscreation and slamming into LLM with a glowing red arm*. An massive explosion is enough to possibly knock anyone nearby away.

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*Combust Tackle
The user encases an arm in a powerful and combustible aura. When making contact, a large explosion occurs.

A penetrarting yell echos as Burning Desire charges G, firing a Wave Burner V-A.

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Wave Burner V-A:A burst of flame directed in any direction of the target's choosing. Has short range but can be held down at will.

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As a melting metal bar comes crashing down nearby, the fires on it start to weave and bend into a more humanoid shape. Two little white dots can be seen blinking before blinking.
...Burn.
The room grows hotter as the flames grow brighter!

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Similar to plates fracturing upon hitting the ground, the mirror shatters. Quin and Jack seem to be in a daze.
Quin: …
Blade meanwhile still remains unconscious but…
A twitch! He’s alive!
The strange dark-blue energy encasing Blade seems to dissipate. As it does, a similar glow also leaves Stellar.
I…I think they’re going to be okay! Th-thank you for…
Quin stops himself as he realizes something.
...
Quin tries his best to hide what looks like anger but eventually.
W-why did you guys leave us?! We were supposed to…I thought you guys weren’t s-still…*sniff*
Jack remains lifeless on the floor like a broken toy while Quin starts to ball.

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Vangus relaxes a little.
Simply put, I wish to use it to break out of my entrapment in time. I only stand before you because someone has created a big enough of a butterfly effect to let me move for this long. I need the Chrono Trigger or some other device to create an even bigger butterfly effect to free me.

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As Snakebite arrives at Ninja Phantom's House(which to my memory was in a different dimension. Don't ask how he got there), he looks around before pulling out a thing of dymatite and tosses it in the air, smirking as it lands on the roof and rolling into the gutter.

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As GammaGuardian comes to, he finds himself in a dimly lit room.
...
A long string-like tounge comes down and ensares the reaper!
Get off!
Rapidly morphing, he shrinks himself enough to be freed of the trap. As he starts to morph into another entity, a retangle of green light appears on the wall and from it walked...
Ah, if it isn't the second Gamma.
So Ghost told you or?
Sure. In any case, a certain someone wants to speak with you. I think you might find him very very helpful in... cutting your ties as a player. Right this way.

@Malware : That was the intent. Forgot the name.

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No wait that's...
Oh. Well can't change it now...anyways...
RW turns to Beta.
Just wanted to hang. Feel like us Reapers haven't really much of a break or hanged since...what, Evil Mario? Maybe before that? Heh.

Hey take care Chase!
Hmmm...a name....a name....
How about...
As Radiated Wraith ponders to himself, he looks around at random things in the room.
How about...(Taco Fountain...)Fart...(Door)Knocker...(Erm...names shouldn't be this hard I feel like) a Fool. ...! Fartknocker Fool! No wait, uh...let me think of something better.

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A sense of forboding suddenly enters Viridi's mind, even if she's unaware of the reason.

Something seems to stoke the size and strength of the fires!

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Radiated Wraith covers his ears until the scream stops, slightly laughing as a result.
Here.
RW tosses a thing of Snow Cone Gum to HighTower's Clone as well as some Doritos.

Upon the mentioning of "Reaperspawn", RW's demeanor seems to change.
...Yeah that's uh... that's apart of the reason why I called ya all. Not the only reason but...
Slowly shaking his head, he walks up to a large table.
(Ah let's get this part over with) If..um everyone could come over here, I got something to talk about. Rhys already knows and probably Chase but um, GammaGhost or as you know him as Vangus is looking to uh, send his goons after you guys. Not sure exactly if they’re designed to be your opposites in personality or power or something stupid like that but …yeah…
So…with that in mind, let’s worry bout that bridge when we need to cross it I guess.

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Ah...there it is.
A sizable wave of raw power can be seen traveling towards GammaGuardian and Vangus.
The ripple of time approaches. Hold on to something.
Wha-

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...
As Meta Brigand walks away from the pulsing mass of Grey Matter, Brass Monkey sinks lower and lower into the pile. As the light fades from his vision, suddenly muffled yelling can be heard before a cacophony of slashes and cries can be heard. Suddenly Brass Monkey feels himself being lifted up before ascending from the ground. Coughing up gunk, he sees what he can assume to be his savior.
???:...Know this man?
The wanderer holds up a picture of a certain reaper and-
Brass Monkey:...You want him dead?
Vangus:So long as he's not erased from existence, don't care what you do to him so long as he's out of commission.
(Erased?) Then it's agreed, though if you think I'm doing it for free you'd be- *FWOP*
bananas...
As Brass Monkey examines the banana and takes a small nibble, him and Vangus are teleported somewhere...

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...A bit more chilly than I expected...
Looking around at the ever falling snow, he takes a step forwards but feels himself flying back.
Running out of time.
Vangus takes a breathe before casting ERROR CODE #5493-F5993: See MMRPG Website Handbook for more infomation
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Found ya.

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A shadowy figure resembling Vangus looks at his watch before two other figures appear behind him.
No need to fight Gaspar, just hand over the Chrono Trigger and we'll leave.

P11 thinks for a second before plugging his hand into an outlet on the book.
...Hmm...how about...have anymore Plasmic Rifles and large boxes of Cells?
That we do officer. That we do.

P11 aqquired 1x Plasmic Rifle! 4x Plasma Cells

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As the Junk Golem finishes its construction, it jumps into it, seemingly merging with it. Two wobbly eyes eventaully stick out of the block as arms and legs are constructed from the pile.

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Acorn eventaully catches up with the party and begins to take note in whatever's a weapon before laying eyes on the cannon.
Nice, that aught to come in handy. Anyone skilled with these things?

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As Heat Man comes back around, the robot looks around before pulling out a large suitcase.
So...how much for the package are they asking?
Knocking on the box, the lid automatically extends, revealing a dozen glowing blue capsules.

A single spark comes out of the portal, landing on a nearby panel. Through what can only be considered an act of god, the panel starts to short-circuit. Something breaks in a separate room but everything is working as intende-

The smell of burning rubber clings to the air...

Of course commander. …I’m sorry th-
It’s fine.
As the doctor turns to leave, RDS calls out.
Hey. No one is to know of this, are we clear?
Of course commander.
...
…
…
…
???: What?
We need to up our recruitment drive. Either that or we need to start taking more prisoners.
???: Commander… our troops aren’t exactly known…or keen to take all that many prisoners or ransoms.
Even when the pit is the one asking for the ransom?
The silence that followed was enough that a deaf bat could tell something was amiss.
???: I thought we met our quota for the next two months! What the devil happened?
...Don’t worry about it. Just get that taken care of alright? We need at least 3 months worth as soon as possible.
???: 3 months?! …Uh, yes commander.
One more thing.
???: Yes?
Send a scouting team to these coordinates.
As the coordinates go through, the machine shakes his head until squinting at the last part.
???: D1CZ Megatroplis? But that’s-
Is that a problem?
???: No it’s just-
Good. Whatever it is, I trust you can get it done with your recent promotion. You can get it done correct?
???: ...Yes sir!
Good. RDS out.
As the connection terminates, Martin DS slumps in his seat.
???: Where are we going to get 274 prisoners?
???: And furthermore, D1CZ? That’s where Zalgo last attacked before being defeated. Doubt they’ll be all that keen on seeing us. If I don’t get a promotion out of this so help me.

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Optics flickering, RDS somewhat awakens to find two soldiers carefully placing him in a truck.
???:Uh hey Cruisa, he don't look too good.
???:He’ll be fine Bruise. Befawh yuh even know it, the ol boss be on his feet again.
...
As the truck takes off, RDS watches through blurred eyes as the pit, now glassed over along with the nearby terrain, disappears into the horizon before
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Ah my head…What…
...Oh great.
RDS takes a look around to find himself in an hospital bed. As he tries to rise, he finds his body unwilling to cooperate. Struggling inch by inch to even rise up, the blankets give way to reveal two busted up arms attached to various tubes.
...
Trying to undo the blanket even more, he barely sees the lack of hands before a ring is heard as a man in a white rad suit enters. As RDS turns to him, the doctor appears to be in a state of shock.
...What’s up doc? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.
Thankfully not. Welcome back the realm of the living commander.
As RDS snickers, he looks back at his arms, trying his best to mask his own shock.
...Sweet Palutena I really did a number on these huh?
Commander, you’re…would you like to take a look at the scan? I feel like it-
Sure.
Just…brace yourself please.
As the med droid holds up the scan, RDS’s eyes light up as a photo showing an xray with multiple parts either heavily damaged or missing.
...That doesn't look cheap.
Money’s not the problem commander.
Then what is?
It’s the fact that no one, even us, has the parts to begin with.
What?!
V1 Police Man models were rare back then but now, they’re almost nonexistent.
Nonexis…so?
We have a few components from your previous bodies but with no working blueprint we can’t repli-
You’re telling me that I run an PMC that has possibly tens of millions worth of spare parts and income and yet I can’t get two arms fixed?
Those parts are for hundreds of different models, none of which matc-
Yeah I get what you’re saying. It’s just…*sigh*.
...
So what parts can be replaced… or substituted till we find a better alternative?
Hmm…Some of the mobility joints down below, optics could easily be retuned...hmm, stability in the higher portion of the arms could be restored through a nanclavian joint transfer but lower down its a complete loss. The mobile transceiver too radiated to work properly as well as the fuel tank. As for the DarkFuel Temperature regulator, power compository, those can’t be fixed anyways without a Shroudsmith.
Wait, how bad is the fuel tank?
...Without this machine you’re connected to or a portable one…you most likely have 5 hours before a full recharge is needed.
Letting out a long sigh, RDS tries to call someone only for a loud burst of static to overtake RDS’s ears. Trying to turn it off, he looks around for an alternative before signaling for a holo-tablet.

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DS Blaze:He doesn't know where the base is, right?
As the Ribbitron nods, DS Blaze chuckles to himself as he spots through a camera on Neo Spacian.
...Wow, didn't expect to find him on the first try.

We need one more to fulfil the pit's quota, correct?
Once again the Ribbitron nods as Blaze starts to type a set of coordinates.
???:You're not gonna let that one go huh?
Gah! Didn't I tell you to quit scaring me?
...The X coordinates supposed to end in a 5, not a 7.
Blaze says nothing, instead silently hitting backspace.
...What luck...now if I can just set...
...
...
...
Below Vanitas, the ground gives way as a black mass swirls around him. Thorns dig into Vanitas feet as he descends into darkness. And yet despite the pain...
Vanitas...just...fall.

Despite your situation, despite the raspiness in the voice, it seems to calm you down, acting as an almost hypnotic suggestion...no...it's not a suggestion but... a command.

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*Just to clarify, DS Ribbitron's not my character, but is Brash Buster's. Just used em cause it made sense.(having this for any future tier listers and just listers in general.)

@Malware : Fair enough.

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Well...
Radiated Wraith looks to Note then shrugs before smiling.
Good ol Reaper magic of course.
Just some of this and bada bing bada boom!
Suddenly a box of healthy Oero-Os appears where RW points to.

...It did teleport ya there though.
Standing behind them is none other than yours truly, armed with twin finger guns.
Course...that might happen time to time when with two people. Sorry bout that gentlemen, didn't think bout it.
Pointing one of my finger guns up, I fire, resulting in a door to appear. I do my best to hope none of you see my miniature remote so it looks like I did that with my hands.
Now then...
It occurred to me that one of them was none other than an hologram.
Didn't know holos worked. Either way, smart thinking.

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(If Malware's fine with it) A pocket of Agony suddenly disappears.

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Continuing from Here:Post 15 and 16. Best read for context but not necessarily required.
I mean, let’s both make this as clear as it needs to be. You created Radiated Wraith to fill in for your own role.
...Well I-
But why? Why would that even be needed? Well…I have an idea.
You saw where the story was headed and decided to bail. You knew it was going to be garbage and you rightfully decided to stop putting your effort in it.
...Why would you care? I mean…it’s been made clear that you hate all of us, myself included, so is this just to make yourself look like the better person or something? If that’s the case, then that dosen’t account for the others. So if anything, whatever justification you feel in your hatred only applies to me.
And you’ve hit my point right on the head. At least...in the past it would of been.
W-what?
It's that fact that I hated you for the longest time, GammaGuardian. Hated how you "stole" my spot as reaper, how you broke every single piece of story elements placed together, hated how you-...but...I'm a changed man, honest. Being here helped me. Helped me to see that... Well, you didn't choose this. You didn't choose to replace me. You didn't choose this life, it was just thrown at you. All of this...was just one big mistake. Now, all I want to do is just to rectify it. And that's why I need you.
...I gave up my reapership to Radiated Wraith. Whatever I could of helped you with…that moment’s passed. And judging by how you’ve haven’t altered anything about it, I figure there is no way back.
You’re right. That's why I need you though. Save for the other reapers, you're really the only one he talked with.
Hardly.
Aw come on. You know him. You go all, "hey! How's it going?", give him a bag of doritos, and bam, he's your best friend. ...Face it, we both want things to change. You want a permanent solution to this whole reapership problem and I'm offering you a way out.
...

And while I’d ask those other reapers or ask you to ask for me…they honestly don’t trust you or I anyways. Ninja Phantom’s already made that crystal clear.

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...
We need Radiated Wraith on board.
But why? Why him? Why can't I just...ask him to have my reapership back and if he gives it back we can just-
Because he is the target of someone that, with his power, can fix this whole mess.
Who?
I'm sure you heard of him. He's your biggest fan. The one that always had a question that needed answering.
...question? No, please don’t… please don’t tell me that y-you need…
you need Null?
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*Refrence: CZII