Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-34100315-20180906195225/@comment-26892768-20180907230659

(Well, let's do this thing)

Baron looks at the SKD's lance warily, but doesn't back down. He simply holds out his hands and beckons for the machine to come at him.

Mack looks at Black Knight. "Enchanted, huh?"

He picks up one of the orbs, testing it's weight, before throwing it into the air and slashing at it. Yup, same result.

"Looks like my sword qualifies." Mack looks at Black Knight, a cocky grin settling onto his face. It feels like he's a hero-in-training again... "Let's see how long these things last-"

And that's when the Skeleton King finally arrives, the chunk of land he's standing on slamming into the ground in front of the three. The Skeleton King steps off, glancing behind him to look at the heroes. Mack's smile is instantly wiped off his face when he looks at Skeleton King; his gaze fixed on the twin black abysses that are the Skeleton King's eyesockets - cold, vast, and deep, like staring into the eyes of death itself...

"So, that's her boss..." Mack mutters.

Skeleton King looks away. "Mandarin. Occupy them while I attend to my business. I don't have time for weaklings."

"Oh, I will, my liege!" Mandarin hops off the Skeleton King's shoulder, grinning. "It will be hard to fight two opponents at once, of course, but-"

"You won't have to." The Enchantress floats down, looking at Black Knight before pointing at him. "I've got a...personal interest in him."

"...you know her, don't you?" Mack looks at Black Knight, sighing.

"Your new ally is observant." The Enchantress remarks. "It is a shame that he shall die at the hands of this scoundrel."

"Yes, a real..." Mandarin pauses for a moment, before glaring at the Enchantress. "Hey!"

The Enchantress just smirks. The primate growls, before turning his attention back to Mack, his grin returning as the Enchantress begins to hover higher in the air, laughing - her laugh first being that of a cruel noblewoman, before shifting into that of a demon's when her head shifts to that of the form she took when transitioning to her current form, the laughter stopping as she briefly gazes upon Black Knight with twin pits of hellfire and a wide, sharp-toothed smile before her head shifts back to normal, the smile replaced with a far more subtle smirk.

Mandarin runs at Mack while the Enchantress fires a volley of purple fire at Black Knight.

"Yeah." Ryugen nods.

Gridon does a brief fist pump when he sees that everyone agrees with his plan. "Alright! Get ready, because we start now!"

He turns around and presses down on the knife of his driver once.

"Donguri Squash!"

Gridon holds his hammer with both hands and fully extended arms before spinning around on his feet, rapidly gaining speed as an energy projection of an acorn surrounds him.

Morphos, attention fully on fighting Bravo, doesn't see Gridon coming when he slams into the beast like a deadly top, actually taking out chunks of Morphos' torso and forcing him away from the other Armored Rider. As Gridon slows down, Morphos' torso heals up, and he glares at the acorn-themed rider.

"Hey! Stitch guy! Come at me!" Gridon waves his arms, making sure Morphos' attention is on him.

Morphos glares at Gridon for another moment or two, before opening up his chest and - yup, there's the power-copying tentacle.

Meanwhile, Kouta, who was absentmindedly watching the fight, suddenly looks behind him, now aware of another presence on the island - another foreigner to this universe, a rather powerful one at that...and another foreigner who has to deal with the language barrier. Kouta can't exactly pinpoint their location - they might be on another island entirely for all he knows - but he decides to do them a favor, and sends out a faintly glowing orb that homes in on their location. Once he feels that it is absorbed, he turns his attention back to the fight.

Thankfully, the group seems to believe Valentine.

"Gunshots?" Ms. Fortune blinks. "I might've heard something similar, but I'm not sure...

At the base of said volcano, a pink mouse is hiding in the shadows, casually watching the local wildlife...before watching said wildlife scatter due to the pebbles Headstrong set down the volcano. Sighing, the pink mouse suddenly morphs into something else - a young woman with pink hair - said hair being mostly shaved save for the front of it and the bangs - wearing a dark red dress with golden chainmail sleeves, a single piece metal armor positioned around the neck, chest, and shoulders, and brown gloves, boots, and belt, with the latter holding a communication device.

What Nimona had been trying to do was observe how the wildlife moved and acted so that, if she decided to turn into them, she could emulate their behavior better. Any other time, she would be rather annoyed at this getting interrupted, but...she's working with Headstrong. She was honestly expecting this to happen earlier, and she's just happy she did as much observation as she did.

That being said...while she doesn't have a problem with Headstrong's behavior, she feels the need to remind him of one crucial detail.

"Hey, Brick!" She calls out to Headstrong. "You know, normally I'd be cool if you just kept doing that, but...we're in a place with exploding turtles, remember? Giant turtles with shells that explode...Turtonators or something like that? Anyway; just saying that you should probably stop before you end up hitting one!"

The robot may or may not notice what appears to be a young girl with curly green hair and a black dress - albeit, if the robot has any way to find out her age, he'd see that she's actually twenty-eight - several meters away, who clearly hasn't noticed the robot at all. But while the girl isn't that noticeable, the cracked boulder hovering in mid-air with a green aura around it certainly is.

Said girl seems to be angrily muttering to herself, the boulder cracking more and more as she goes on...and then a golden sphere enters her body. At first, the girl continues, not noticing...but then she trails off, before suddenly screaming, dropping the boulder to the ground a few feet away from her. Now the girl is a lot more noticeable, and a lot...

"HOW THE HELL AM I SPEAKING ENGLISH!?"

...louder.