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Beuce was on the ground halfway between sitting and laying, resting on his arms behind him. He sat up and looked at the group as they arrived, raising a hand in greeting. "Yo. Glad to see you're all still alive." Beuce said casually. "If we're all here and relaxed, mission accomplished then? Woo. Go us." Beuce said halfway between a cheer and a normal voice with a slight fist pump. "Alrighty then. Back to base it is...Where is that exactly?" He questioned. Having never been to the land of departure, he didn't exactly know where it was. There was a slight hope that he'd find the one he sought out in that place. "Happy? I didn't even break the fourth wall this po- wait. Dammit!"

Uhm...I could give it a shot if you'd like.[DOUBLEPOST=1375226858][/DOUBLEPOST]Also, spending crowns on 1 AP.

oh please brooklyn. we wouldn't dream of challenging you

while when it comes to brains i got the lion's share, but when it comes to brute strength i'm afraid i'm at the shallow end of the gene pool.

so, how are the customs coming along?

Spoiler: broken mask

As his mask was broken, the pieces fell around him. The face it revealed was surprising. It held a smile. He was enjoying this fight quite a bit. He stared at Xero with his multicolored eyes. She was gaining her darkness back, as was the nobody with the keyblade. "Now that you've gotten back the darkness. Don't go and squander it. My creation isn't a toy, it's a weapon. Now show me you you've got what it takes to wield it properly." He said to both of them. He grasped the glaive and keyblade in his hands. One of the advantages to his lockdown keyblade was it's long reach. Outstretching Gexln's by about an inch or so. Gexln seemed to be the most dangerous one right now. To keep Xero at bay, he used some of his darkness. the original darkness. to enhance his glaive. He threw it, scrapping across the ground and causing black sparks to fly in her direction. With his telekinetic powers keeping it spinning in place. It wouldn't be too hard to find a way around those, just that it'd take a moment. Long enough for him to concentrate. 3, 2, 1, now. Xindai cut at Gexln. The timing had to be perfect or else the counter would fail.​

Rowan watched as the captain charged up a powerful arte. Part of him wanted to let him use it, to witness the spell and possibly learn something about it. This magic seemed like one he didn't know, and would certainly be interesting to learn. However, a much larger part of him was bent on stopping him. If he used that, there was a good chance people would die. He could let that happen no matter what. He was running low on TP. He only had enough for one or two more fireballs, but while he had that, he didn't have none. It was enough to use the arte. He collected an orb of flames in his hand, then once more launched the fireball at Kain. Most mages specialized in damage, so this would certainly help with throwing him off his concentration.

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Xindai simply stared at the duo for a bit. One had awakened his inner darkness to summon a keyblade. A replication of the almighty X-blade of his own creation. A weapon tied to the heart of it's wielder. And the other, her scythe took on another, far more menacing form. Her black hair flowed behind her as she gracefully charged at him. Only one thought went through his head. "Heh. It's a shame that we met under these circumstances in this time...You'd have made fine soldiers in the war. Perhaps even enough so to turn the tide..." He thought aloud before charging at them, feet off the floor and levitating to meet their assault head on. He scraped his glaive in a horizontal fashion in front of him, causing them to back up or be cut by it. Then he swung the keyblade at Gexln while throwing a kick at Xero. ​

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Beuce, ignoring all the others there, turned around and looked up to the sky, a look of awe on his face. "Guys, my epic senses are tingling. something extremely awesome just happened somewhere. Dat battle music and death scene and weapon transformations....i can sense the epicness level of it. it's over nine thou-" Beuce was cut off by the sound of a gunshot and a bullet flying from out of nowhere, striking him straight in the forehead for making that reference. It was taboo. "I'm okay...somehow." Beuce said with blood running down the center of his forehead. ​

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The dark creator stared at the dazzling blaze of crimson headed toward him. The "phoenix impact" as it was called. Its sheer area covered made it rather difficult to dodge, and Xindai doubted he could simply toss a telekinetic burst at him to stop it. Even if he could, what fun would that be? it wasn't ever day you fought an opponent like this. No, there was only one way out of this attack. And that was to not let it hit at all. He couldn't afford to worry about Kaxar, so he dropped her to focus his attention on the oncoming threat. "Now Verox, think about what you're doing. the repercussions of killing me." He said, his voice layered with charisma. He was using his power of persuasion. In truth, there were no negative repercussions to carrying through with such an attack, and he'd surely realize this. However, Xindai's plan was to make him stall and think about it just long enough for a counter to be carried out. In a split second's time, he brought his keyblade spinning from it's position near kaxar and positioned it. The point was aimed straight for Verox's heart, with the handle against Xindai's palm. He used all the force of his mind to propel it at his opponent with force comparable to a high-caliber bullet. If this failed, the attack would go through and seriously injure him.​

Pssh
what kind of loser makes their own birthday thread?
hah.
*has made his own birthday thread before*

Seriously though, happy birthday :)

He's trolling you. Just ignore him.

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Xindai was being caught between a pincer attack. His telekinetic powers were strong indeed, but even he wasn't able to stop two supercharged attacks from opposite sides while controlling another's actions. The sole reason he was able to escape serious physical injury was his knowledge of what was to happen beforehand via mind reading. He leaped into the air, using his telekinetic powers to propel himself backwards. The searing heat from the flames heading towards him grazed the bottom of his pants leg, but was quickly put out. Still, that was all the time it needed to leave a burn on his ankle. Nothing too serious, but it was an injury nonetheless. With a spin, he evaded crashing into Gexln and shot a telekinetic push at him, attempting shove him into the punch from Verox. Meanwhile, The manipulated Kaxar ducked backwards under the scythe swing and combined a rising kick with a back flip. ​

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Beuce crawled out of the pile of unused characters that was on Jail's ship in crossover cove, hearing the mention of R. Before speaking, he looked back and raised an eyebrow at such a reference. He still remembered that back from the kingdom arc? Wow. Shrugging it off, he turned to Caleb. "You mean scarfs? I kicked his ass at Castle Oblivion before. By myself. With no help or conveniently placed Dark Firagas whatsoever. " Beuce stated, implying his victory over R was single handedly attained, while making it completely obvious this wasn't the case. ​

no, because she doesn't really gain anything from being banished. only when she's SS'd while banished.
Maybe Kerbons...He's the right level to tune with a monarch.

. He goes out for coffee with D.D. Warrior Lady and then leaves her with the bill. (Editor’s Note: That’s a total jerk move, don’t do that.)
^i lol'd
I may have to edit a tuner into my deck...