The principal, a beast of a man for certain, walked down to the battlefield. He placed a hand on Donald... thankfully, Marcel's stasis had kept him breathing. He rubbed his own head and groaned a bit, standing up straight and turning behind him. He saw two people rush out onto the field. "Ah, there you are. Mrs.Arre, Mr.Arre, Tobis, thank you so much for rushing out here. This boy is on a stasis timer, so please, do your best to heal him. However, Tobis, I'd please like it if you'd go and heal the other competitor, Zack." He said with a grim tone, as the three near IDENTICAL twins all nodded, and went to their stations. Tobis walked over to Zack and pressed his hands together, casting a veil of yellow mist that began to mend the injuries and soothe the state of mind currently held by the boy. For Mr. and Mrs.Arre however, it would be more work. They each locked themselves, feet to the ground on either side of Donald, and each entered a sort of trance. Their eyes turned white, and chains locked from their hands into Donald's chest. Then, more chains began to interlock around Donald, until...
The chains shattered, and a veil of light surrounded Donald for a few seconds, and faded... leaving a completely revitalized and healed version of the boy in his place. They both released their transfers and staggered a little, and had Tobis help them off the field. He himself would wait for Donald's return to consciousness, as he used a bridge of ice to lie his body on a bench. He once again returned to the podium. "...after that, there's not much I can say. Besides... onto our next match... erm... on the left side we will have Tara and Porco up against our team on the right, Seth and Holly! Please step up so we can get this over with!"
@The Dark Fairy @MarcelGalliard790 @Psymallard @Godjacob
"Ehehehe, come on, just-" Soul was about to call Maia a jokester, before pausing. "Oh wait you're actually serious. You don't have a phone? Well how the heck am I supposed to get into contact with you, oh gosh... well, I'll like, buy you a flip phone for your birthday, if you'd like. Just something that can call and text, you know? I mean, whatever, I'd have to save a bit, but I'm not starved for cash or anything. Either way..." He realized that Maia had been inquiring of his screensaver. He smiled and nodded a small bit. "...well, she's my cousin. Tara. Looks like she'll be up next to battle. But yeah, we've been real close, so in a way, I suppose you could call us siblings. But hey, let's take that commemorative photo!" He nudged Maia a bit so she stood just a bit in front of him and angled her head toward the camera, standing in front of Loufe who stood practically a half head over him. He stuck out his arm, and snapped a picture of the three tiers of height! He smiled and released the two, looking at the photos he had taken for the best one... "That was awesome!"
@Gamingfan @wintersolstice
"Oh. All right, looks like we're doing this now!" She smiled widely and stood up, patting Beatrix on the back. "Wish me luck pal!" She chimed, before turning and feeling energy burst through her, as she leaped off the stands and onto the battlefield in a single bound, her body coursing a very orangey-yellow color. She took a deep breath and clenched her fists. She then saw that Porco kid that she would be teaming up with join her. She got an...
...odd deja-vu...
from the black haired boy, but shrugged, and turned to her opponents, returning to her normal state. "...ey, just wanna clear this one out of the gate with you, Mr.Porco. My power works in incremental percentages, or at least, that's how I view it. 100% is the amount of my power that I can control... and anything above that, the name "Berserk" becomes more fitting of my power. Let me be clear, Porco, If I go above 150-ish percent, please surrender, I could hurt people..." She lamented, and narrowed her eyes to observe her opponent...
@MarcelGalliard790