main plot The Great Game

[little wheel he/him]

"My father is dead. That's kinda my fault. But yes, he was the best man I've ever known," Silas muttered.

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Ambrosia wiped away the last of her tears, and looked up.

"What about your mother?"

@JacobClaeSpooky

[little wheel he/him]

"Dead too. She was... interesting," Silas responded, looking down with sadness.

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"My mother is... I don't know. I should probably visit her soon. She is nearly as old as my father. Was your mother good? Because my mother and father aren't..."

She curled up in a tight ball as she said the last words of the sentence.

@JacobClaeSpooky

Edited November 2, 2018 by Ark1002

[Darth Woodrack he/him]

"Town square," Dusk responded, "That's why I wanted you to come there.

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"You want the town square? Sure. But if we are going to do this, there should be some... risk involved. Show me there, and I will make sure you know exactly what I mean." 

He stood, glowing with stormlight from the Alleystorm.

[Darth Woodrack he/him]

"That is very worrying. I'm trying to limit collateral damage from now on." Dusk said. Walker stood to the side grimacing.

"I won't fight in another arena of blood." Walker said.

Edited November 2, 2018 by Darth Woodrack

[+Ark1002]

"If I wanted to fight in another Arena of Blood, I would just fight in the Arena of Blood. No, that isn't it. One thing: Is your friend prepared to lose his life?"

With that, Hellbent teleported, appearing in the Town Square.

[MacThorstenson he/him]

Mac stopped chirping. They were here.

He stepped out of the alley and walked up to where hellbent was.

"Cheerio mate! Lovely evening to be out for a walk! Even if it is getting a bit late. Though I suppose that I should ask if you are on a walk before saying its a good evening for a walk. Oh well. I was never good at this nice guy thing.

I'm here to say that you can't be hurting the city tonight. Sadly, I must be a hero and stop that from happening. You can still fight your fellow, but it has to be in a separate area."

[Darth Woodrack he/him]

Walker stood there. "Hello. I do not want to die." Dusk teleported next to him.

"He is not." Dusk responded.

[old man moomba he/him]

Rick, his snake, all the other snakes, and the voice in Rick's head all wandered over to the stange group. "Hello, do you know if I'm insane?" Rick asked "He is totally not insane" the snake said. 'nope, you wouldn't think like that if youb were' The voice said. "Well well, it seems our little party gets better every second" Dwig said, striding up. "Mac, a little music if you wouldn't mind" The power armor opened up, revealing Dwig, wearing G.U.E.S.S fatigues. 

[MacThorstenson he/him]

Mac turned to face Dwig. 

"Of course! I always love a good soundtrack. But I am under orders to protect this city, and something tells me that that won't happen if hellbent gets to fight in it. I need to at least assure that we aren't facing another 7 day war on our hands. Because forcing a time skip to repair the damage is irritating." A team of mimes rush in to patch the hole in the fourth wall. "Anyway, is there any chance of me persuading y'all to move?"

[old man moomba he/him]

"Well," Dwig said, "I may have something" He pulled out a pure white sphere and cracked it in half like an egg, revealing a cookie. Dwig ripped the cookie in half and reached inside, grabbing a piece of paper. Reading the words written on it, he began to rip it up, saying "There'll be no more signing, today, or ever again." and tossed the pieces up. They began to melt as they fluttered down, solidifying into a tophat. Dwig reached deep into the hat pulling out a strange object. It looked like a Portal Stone, with a satellite dish bolted to the top and several computer and car components taped ton the bottom. "This will telepport us to a safe locationfor a duel. The square will come as well and it will pull any destroyed components from a mirror of the Alley to fix them."

[Darth Woodrack he/him]

“The enforcers glass should be strong enough. If the black crusade puts in sheilds, nothing should get through.

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So, I want this duel to happen in towns square so people can come after it starts.

 

[little wheel he/him]

“Ambrosia, I guess I didn’t fully tell the truth. My biological mother is dead, but Tena, my adoptive mother, is alive and kicking, sometimes a bit too literally,” Silas said. “She’s probably decimating the battlefield right now, or healing soldiers. Edgedancers are odd.”

[MacThorstenson he/him]

Mac looked at dwig,

”Thank you! I hate singing.” Turning to Walker and Dusk, he said “I can support the enforcers glass if you give me permission to warp any damage that escapes it away from the city. I mean, I’ll do that anyway, but if you give me permission, I won’t interfere with the rest of the duel.”

[BitBitio he/him]

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My final scene for this war.

Zaren trudged along, pewter keeping him moving, but he knew he was dying. A stab wound in the side, especially one so deep, could prove fatal. He didn't want to inflame the wound but he needed medical attention.

He Pushed off of a coin and threw himself upward. As he soared through the air, he searched the battlefield with tin enhanced eyes for a medic. No, not a medic. Just someone. Anyone. He needed help.

The land was a scar, thousands of dead spread across the city. Sentinels, Ghostbloods, they all were dead. 

His steel ran out.

He drank down his last vial and kept himself aloft. Eventually, he descended and landed on the ground. 

Make your way to safety.

Zaren limped on, slowly dying, as he approached the Alleycity Sentinel headquarters. He fell, preserving what little pewter he had left, crawling to the building. He made it to the front doors when his pewter ran out. 

For a moment, it seemed as though he would lose consciousness, but he flared tin, bringing him to lucidity with a burst of shocking pain. 

Clutching his side, and overly alert, he shot the hinges of the door out with his Devastator. The doors were built like an airlock. The second one was much harder to get through. He slapped his hand on the scanner, and the door clicked open.

Zaren crawled through, just as his metals burned away, bringing him to unconsciousness.

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"I can give permission for that, but watch my next step."

Hellbent soulcast, soulcasting a huge iron pillar with reinforcements, and gold and marble on the outside. At the top, he made a wide disk of steel. Then he teleported away, coming back with huge TV screens. Setting them up, he tested the microphone.

"Ladies and gentlemen. Welcome to the battle of the century! 3v1, it's Dusk, Walker, and some Sentinel, versus... The one. The only. ANTHONY NIGHTSHADE!"

Looking at Mac, he grinned.

"If we actually do something powerful enough to damage the city from up there, you can stop it. Dusk, this is the risk. Wind and lightning from the Alleystorm. No walls, just a slick metal surface that will be drenched with rain. Will you take the deal?"

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Ambrosia got up from the floor, sitting on a chair by Silas's bed. She smiled slightly.

"Your family seems nice. Can you tell me more about them?"

@JacobClaeSpooky

Edited November 2, 2018 by Ark1002

[BitBitio he/him]

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Ambrilas, my new favorite Alleyverse ship.

 

[old man moomba he/him]

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I'll buy that.

 

[Darth Woodrack he/him]

"No" Dusk said. "I won't fight up there."

"Why would you even suggest that?" Walker said.

[MacThorstenson he/him]

Mac grinned. He loved the theatrics.

"Sure, I'll go with it. But It doesn't look like they want to. You do remind me though, I need a party island." Mac wrote something on a spanreed, and across the alleyverse, a sky island started floating closer to the alleycity.

[old man moomba he/him]

Rick laughed, "JUST FIGHT ALREADY. You two need to learn some humility." An army of snakes began to lay carpet on the top of the pillar, more snakes started building a windbreak along the sides. "How about that, does that suit your snooty tastes?" Rick asked
 

[Darth Woodrack he/him]

"I am under no obligation to fight you," Dusk said, "You want me to fight you, I would be doing that. You don't want to fight seven people, I took out four. I want it to be non-invested. You have the lower hand in negotiation."

[+Ark1002]

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Huh. I'm being shipped...

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again.

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Don't ask

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My school is weird

 

 

 

"I disagree. You should be glad I agreed to 3 on 1. If you want to fight, that is how. In the mean time, we will move out. Thank you for your time, Mac."

With that, Hellbent turned and walked away, leaving his stadium in the middle of the square.

Speaking into his ear, he said:

"Dwig, please make sure all of our forces are out of the city. We will fight again, on our own terms. They will be forced out if they keep their army in the city."

Smiling, he teleported away.
@Dr. Jacques Rodriguez @Darth Woodrack @MacThorstenson