Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27049835-20180620194421/@comment-27344811-20180623004107

The Star Allies argue with what the fuck they're supposed to do with the Mages.

"They can't stay here dammit It's been SEVERAL MORE DAYS than how long we said they could stay! Why can't they LEAVE?! Kibble closes his helmet and oens it again rapidly, making a clanging sound. "For one, they saved Marx from being a Dark Matter Slave, and it's not like they've tried to kill us-" Jammerjab is cut off by Leo. "Yeah, and how much have they heled us with the normal stuff? getting food for the Kirby, cleaning the few vehicles we have, washing stuff, preparing meals-"

Bugzzy glares at Leo across the room. Leo dims down. "what did I do"

"Marx" rolls into the room. "Well boys... for one, they could change. Look around- most of us were the bad guys at some point. Me, I still wish I was the bad guy. The oint is... we should get 'em outta here and heling pe-"

"What a rousing seech." Above them claps DMK, who is yawning as well. "Very motivating."

The Allies draw their weapons as Dragato watches DMK glides down to the ground.

"You must be my faker's mentor. How charming."

Dragato makes no moves... but he can feel the raw evil coming from whoever this is.

"What do you want, Dark Meta Knight?" Kibble points his cutter at DMK. Dragato raises an eyebrow under the mask at the name. -- Yveltal snaps awake as it feels the amount of Death, Who the fuck- who did that!? "What do I want? Should be what you want. Oh, Sword and Blade? You may wanna hear this. It all begins with a little piece of jewelry...