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They must of followed me...how else could they have known we were here?
You couldn't of known-
You mean like how I led HIM to Paintra because I was foolish enough to think he would choose a "friend" over his job?
Obviously Meta Knight...wasn't a good influence. The puffball was clearly insane! I mean, who's crazy enough to talk to their axe?
Hey, at least I talk back.
You certainly do.
What's that supposed to-
Hey...that expression. What do you plan on-
I'm going to set things right. Even if it kills me.
Hold on tight you two.
Where's the key...
We can't stay here! That ice will freeze this planet over!
A name...ah! You can call me Pea! I say that because if I find my body, then I would be called Peabody! Get it? Pea-body
In all seriousness, you can call me Scaraten.
Possessing everyone? You think I'm that grey goop over-?
Gaaah!
This is for Paintra.
I remember you. The one that wanted to follow in my footsteps only to chicken out the moment it wasn't about attacking your own kind. Why do you show your face before me?
To protect everyone and this planet from my kind. And if you stand in their way, then you stand in my way.
I am Meta Brigand! Son of the strong! Wielder of Antares! It's time you see why my enemies regard me as an heavenly king of the cold!*
Frosty Fut-!**
Lost a friend?...
Oh father...You poor, poor fool.
Power, raw power is what brings about change. Allow me to show you.
Meta Brigand, Lost To Pride
Their laziness is rubbing off on you. Slowing you down.
The only friends we have are ourselves! The ones we protect only see us as guardians. They would stand against us if we tried to better their way of life! Our kings, the ones we sworn our lives to, only use us for protection, nothing more! Face it!
WE ARE ALONE.
Ow. Thank you. I would of escaped sooner but...
I have nobody to help me out.
Enough.
It's disappointing you know. I was born from your bonding with a Jameba Heart* and took what I consider your more admirable aspects. Out of these was the pride in your own strength. No special blades, no friends, just pure power and skill. When I was defeated by you and the others, I trained night and day to match and surpass you. You though?
You've only grown weak Father**.
Hello comrades? Could you give me a hand here?
I guess it would be the second one. I haven't seen the likes of you before, only those that Kirby likely has encount-.
Ugh!
That's a good question...Hmm...I'd imagine it would be more than Pop Star but not necessarily having the same set pieces of this Universe. For example, that cave my wielder was trapped in was called the Cave of Bravery. In the Parallel, it was a high-tech prison built on flat land. As such, it could very well be that it's a corrupted version of this dimension.
Hey, come check this out!
*bubble noise*
What do you suppose it is?
*gurgling*
Strange...it doesn't show our reflections, but that of a computer sc-
Did you see that? It moved! The cursor I mean.
*bubble noise*
It's moving again! What if this is the real world?
So close, yet so far... Still. Proof that this place does indeed exist.
Hmm...seems that the user's clicked on a document. Legacy: Head Count? Wonder what it's-
...That's me? What the *Insert REGGAE face here*. Er...sorry about that.
Is this...my user? If I can just hack this...it's not made of code. This mirror I mean. How can that be?
Null...I like that name. Still, what's a defender? Or a System for that matter.
...What? But it also says I'm Null. Everyone dies because of me? But...
No. That can't be right. Just because I come from a profile of the same name doesn't mean that I'm controlled by them. My code's far too broken for that.
*bubble pop noise*
And yet, these other entries...
It makes sense why their gone. Why I see where they are yet I can't bring them back here. It would also explain why I managed to break out of the game in the first place. And it would also explain-
*bubble pop noise*
Oh God. I really am a puppet.
You see that mirror up there, right? You...my reality's version of you was waiting to strike you. Do you see the-
Prepare yourself.
Heavenly King of Frost
Pierce...went beserk?
How do you know that? Come, let's take a look.
Mad Jack wants to know what flavor this pie is. But Mad Jack can't taste. Can't feel. Can't love. Can't hate. Only laugh. Laugh at the foolishness that is life. That is death. So tell me...
Is this pie lemon or lime?
Shaker. Let's just walk back. Slowly.
No.
Stache?
I didn't install this. How did you-
Come on Stache! Why don't you use that shield wall generator gadget I installed in you!
!
Stache, I'm coming!
Remarkable! A machine able to copy body parts! Imagine your ability to hover, Gel's invisability, and Giant's bulkiness put together! We might not even need a bot capsule if we can find a way to copy his schematics down!
Have...have we lost?
This should be the place. He better uphold his promise of a spar after this or so help me...
Incoming Slimes!
Why aren't you helping Stache like that one guy is?
What, like tell him where to go?
Exactly!
Well it's quite simple; this is a battle between two robots, not two doctors. If he's helping his bot, it's proof that I have the superior robot.
You mean friendship.
What?
Stache is willing to risk life and limb for you. And isn't that what friends do?
That's also what obedient robots do. Have you not noticed how Stache looks and acts towards me?
Clearly with love and kindness, right?
...
Now Geo, what did you wanted to show me?
Where did he go?
He has that much faith in his robot to where he's willing to leave early like this match is no big deal? That crosses the line!
Stache! Get that stupid pie off of your face using the sprinkler system up above, then start slamming him about like those balls he throws!
Now that the doctor's gone away...
Mad Jack can come out to play!
Kilroy wants to call off the negotiations.
What? But I'm almost done.
Kilroy doesn't care. Tell your soldiers to ready their weapons. We've been order to initiate plan B.
But I'm in charge of this operati-
We are now taking charge. Either report back to base or risk PUNISHMENT.
I want to hear it from Kilroy himself. Besides, your uniform's unlike any I've seen. How do I know your-