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Name: Sans, Solid Snake
Location: Battle Room -> Labyzinth
"cool." Sans replied to Spider-Man. "well, uh... nobody freak out. sometimes people freak out a bit after they experience this;" With the conclusion of his sentence, Sans' left eye flashed bright blue, also flashing yellow for a split second, and suddenly, everyone in the room had vanished.
They reappeared in the Labyzinth, just a bit down the hall from Toph and Hughes, everyone comfortably spread out to avoid any mishaps in the teleportation process. A single bead of sweat rolled down Sans' forehead as his eyes went dark. "here we are." He told the newcomers, his grin faltering slightly. "toph, hughes, say wassup to our new pals. we're gonna help them with something. well, i will. you two can do what you like." Regaining himself after that immensely tiring teleportation, considering he'd never transported that many people before, Sans looked from Toph and Hughes back to the newcomers. "name's sans, by the way. sans the skeleton."
Name: Rick, Morty
Location: Marseille Outskirts
"Holy sh*t!" Morty exclaimed. "Is... wow! A Pokemon! I'm so..." Morty stared in awe at Kaleb and his Pokemon as a green portal appeared behind him, and Rick stepped out, pulling out his flask of alcohol, taking a sip from it as he too, stared at the Pokemon. "Morty, y-y-you get your >BURP< f*cking dick hard for Pokemon?" Rick frowned. "W-w-what are you, a f*cking furry?"
"Ew, gross, Rick." Morty replied, his enthusiasm vanishing upon Rick's return. "I was having a g-g-good time, you know? Ridley has the watch from Ben 10, and now there's Pokemon, and... and..."
"Yeah, cool, whatever." Rick shrugged. "I've done my business, so when can we >BURP< go?"
Morty frowned. "If you're not going to enjoy my adventure, then just... just go and get drunk somewhere else, okay? I'm sick of putting up with this sh*t, Rick." Rick raised his eyebrows at Morty's response. "Whoa, jeez, Morty, calm the f*ck down, sheesh."
Name: Master Chief, Doomslayer
Location: Battlefield
John was able to dodge behind a rock, barely avoiding another blast of raw energy. His shield were down and blinking. He was about to jump out of his cover and continue the fight as his shields recharged, when he heard a loud bang, followed by shouting he couldn't exactly make out.
Sticking his head around the side of the rock, Chief noticed some sort of... character walking towards the Doomslayer slowly, who had turned, and was walking towards the newcomer, reloading his shotgun. Diving out of cover, the Master Chief sprinted past layers of corpses, aimed directly for Doomslayer. Whoever this new person was, they'd provided the perfect distraction to take down the other man in power armor.
John launched himself forward, tackling Doomslayer down by the middle, before deftly tearing the shotgun from his grip, and stepping back, aiming the gun at the Doomslayer.
Name: Logan
Location: Battle Room
Peering around the corner, Logan sniffed. He could still smell them, but they had disappeared. Their scent didn't carry over to the tunnel on the other side of the room, so it was quite a bit puzzling where they could have gone. Retracting his claws, Logan made his way into the room, passing by cracks in the surfaces, alongside scorch marks and stray bullet casings. Sniffing again, he could pick up on nitro fluoride. He had no idea why this smell was in the room, and he probably didn't want to know.
All he did know, was that more than one person had recently been in this room, and now they weren't. there weren't any bodies lying about, so surely the fight was being continued elsewhere.
His eyes directed their attention to a circular hole in the floor. Looking up, he could see an equally sized hole in the ceiling, light pouring through. That was when he picked up on voices coming from the hole. Echoing, distant, and faint, but they were there, Narrowing his eyes, Logan neared the hole.
Location: Battle Room -> Labyzinth
"cool." Sans replied to Spider-Man. "well, uh... nobody freak out. sometimes people freak out a bit after they experience this;" With the conclusion of his sentence, Sans' left eye flashed bright blue, also flashing yellow for a split second, and suddenly, everyone in the room had vanished.
They reappeared in the Labyzinth, just a bit down the hall from Toph and Hughes, everyone comfortably spread out to avoid any mishaps in the teleportation process. A single bead of sweat rolled down Sans' forehead as his eyes went dark. "here we are." He told the newcomers, his grin faltering slightly. "toph, hughes, say wassup to our new pals. we're gonna help them with something. well, i will. you two can do what you like." Regaining himself after that immensely tiring teleportation, considering he'd never transported that many people before, Sans looked from Toph and Hughes back to the newcomers. "name's sans, by the way. sans the skeleton."
Name: Rick, Morty
Location: Marseille Outskirts
"Holy sh*t!" Morty exclaimed. "Is... wow! A Pokemon! I'm so..." Morty stared in awe at Kaleb and his Pokemon as a green portal appeared behind him, and Rick stepped out, pulling out his flask of alcohol, taking a sip from it as he too, stared at the Pokemon. "Morty, y-y-you get your >BURP< f*cking dick hard for Pokemon?" Rick frowned. "W-w-what are you, a f*cking furry?"
"Ew, gross, Rick." Morty replied, his enthusiasm vanishing upon Rick's return. "I was having a g-g-good time, you know? Ridley has the watch from Ben 10, and now there's Pokemon, and... and..."
"Yeah, cool, whatever." Rick shrugged. "I've done my business, so when can we >BURP< go?"
Morty frowned. "If you're not going to enjoy my adventure, then just... just go and get drunk somewhere else, okay? I'm sick of putting up with this sh*t, Rick." Rick raised his eyebrows at Morty's response. "Whoa, jeez, Morty, calm the f*ck down, sheesh."
Name: Master Chief, Doomslayer
Location: Battlefield
John was able to dodge behind a rock, barely avoiding another blast of raw energy. His shield were down and blinking. He was about to jump out of his cover and continue the fight as his shields recharged, when he heard a loud bang, followed by shouting he couldn't exactly make out.
Sticking his head around the side of the rock, Chief noticed some sort of... character walking towards the Doomslayer slowly, who had turned, and was walking towards the newcomer, reloading his shotgun. Diving out of cover, the Master Chief sprinted past layers of corpses, aimed directly for Doomslayer. Whoever this new person was, they'd provided the perfect distraction to take down the other man in power armor.
John launched himself forward, tackling Doomslayer down by the middle, before deftly tearing the shotgun from his grip, and stepping back, aiming the gun at the Doomslayer.
Name: Logan
Location: Battle Room
Peering around the corner, Logan sniffed. He could still smell them, but they had disappeared. Their scent didn't carry over to the tunnel on the other side of the room, so it was quite a bit puzzling where they could have gone. Retracting his claws, Logan made his way into the room, passing by cracks in the surfaces, alongside scorch marks and stray bullet casings. Sniffing again, he could pick up on nitro fluoride. He had no idea why this smell was in the room, and he probably didn't want to know.
All he did know, was that more than one person had recently been in this room, and now they weren't. there weren't any bodies lying about, so surely the fight was being continued elsewhere.
His eyes directed their attention to a circular hole in the floor. Looking up, he could see an equally sized hole in the ceiling, light pouring through. That was when he picked up on voices coming from the hole. Echoing, distant, and faint, but they were there, Narrowing his eyes, Logan neared the hole.