Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-34100315-20180826180401/@comment-26892768-20180906005654

(Snagging Nimona for The Guild)

Baron, surprisingly enough, charges towards the attack...and the reason why is soon made clear as his armor changes yet again, and Baron is enveloped in a giant metal watermelon, which proceeds to roll through it all with only a few dents and scorch marks to indicate damage.

"Suika Arms! Odama big bang!"

And then the watermelon unfolds to reveal Baron, the watermelon acting as a small mecha suit that he is now in control of.

"Yoroi Mode!"

Baron pulls out a giant lance shaped like a watermelon slice.

Meanwhile, Mack has taken the opportunity left by the SKD to try and get close to Valeena...the only problem is the wraiths. He's fairly sure the answer lies in the glowing spheres, but he can't figure out how to use them...

"Yeah; he's gone through worse." Gridon assures Ruby. "Now, here's the plan...I draw the tentacle out, and then you-"

He points to Ruby.

"-grab the tentacle before it can get me and restrain it. I tell my boss to restrain the arms, and then we strike. Micchy, you and her-"

Gridon points to Cinder.

"-will fire inside the chest once it's opened up, while she-"

Gridon gestures to Yang.

"-and I will hit the tentacle with some blunt force trauma to cause some pain. Blunt force because we're trying to prolong the pain until he falls unconscious, you see. Now, there's a slight chance that Morphos will get his arms free, and if that happens..."

Gridon turns to Yang. "I'll need you to take any shots he makes with the right arm and then hit the tentacle hard. I'll handle the left arm and hit the tentacle with a finisher afterwards. That should cause him to be in pain long enough for my boss to restrain his arms again. We keep up the attack until he falls unconscious from pain overload. Sound like a good plan?"

Ms. Fortune, still somewhat startled by Valentine's display, looks at him warily. "...then what did you pull us here for?"

Max, Steel, and Cerebella clearly have the same question on their minds.

And off in the corner of the abandoned supermarket, something rather...curious stands.

To be more precise, it - or rather, he, although he doesn't actually have the reproductive organs to classify him as such - is a living puppet in a white suit with a cueball for a head. He's been called many names - white text guy, M1ST3R V4N1LL4 M1LKSH4K3, a four-foot tall asshole who won't shut up, and his own personal title, an excellent host. In reality, none of these are his true name - his true name is something for him and him to know alone - but the alias he actually goes by is Doc Scratch.

Well, one version of him, anyway.

See, this Doc Scratch isn't the main one. The main one - the one from the Alpha Timeline - is and was always destined to die, to bring about the coming of Lord English. This is Doc Scratch's main purpose - to set up and manipulate the events leading to his death and the birth of Lord English. Any screw-up would result in a doomed timeline, and a doomed Doc Scratch is of no use to Lord English. This Doc Scratch happens to be one such doomed Doc Scratch. His fate would've been to simply die out with the rest of the doomed timeline, but, like several others brought here, he's managed to cheat death.

And, seeing as serving Lord English is no longer an option, that led to his current position - helping this young lass with her plans with his vast omniscience. While before he had filed away his knowledge of the other universes in the Triverse, he now uses it to his advantage to help Amanda plan out her traps.