#expvrgction

[slayers-testament]

Starter for @expvrgction

He knew it was unfair to judge her right away; she wasn't him... but the fact of the matter was that he could feel the same aura coming off of her that he radiated, even if it wasn't as hostile. Davoth was a tyrant, evil and fury given form; given his form...

...But this wasn't that. This was just a girl. A girl he knew better than to underestimate, but she hadn't proven herself an issue that needed to be dealt with just yet. Still, it didn't put him at ease.

As he stood in her presence, he did little else but stare her down. Very few thoughts were in his mind, with him focusing entirely on keeping an eye on her. It was obvious whether or not she could read minds that this man had trust issues, especially toward those of a more... Hellish persuasion.

[sins-of-the-sea]

"It seems the Jar of Dirt is an actual participant of the games rather than just a joke entry. I wonder what everyone is saying about it."

"What?!" Josep checks on the speakers. "Gah! The sound's fucked!"

"What?! Why?? I just got this laptop after throwing the other one away and having Guy burn it!"

"I just hear this scratching sound. Maybe we watch on our devices?"

"I am NOT watching this stream on a piddly phone screen! Especially without my glasses"

"You should be wearing them either way."

"Details, details."

-=MEANWHILE….=-

Guy somehow turns Thonias in a newt. "Relax, fella. It frankly doesn't make you look too different."

He proudly looks at his work. "This looks like a spell that you could pull off, Phi. Maybe if you practiced your Breath of Life more, you can teach yourself shapeshifting since you already know some levels of carnoma-

And then he has no more jar. "FUCK!! WHERE'D YOU GO?!?!"

The Jar of Dirt went off to team kill other folks including Davoth, of all people. Especially Davoth. Praise it, it's doing far more than Phoebus ever did alive in the Hunger Games.

[the-devils-toybox]

Starter for @expvrgction

The hero had been slain. He had managed to prevent the one thing it would take to seize control of Hyrule from him, and now he ruled over the land with an iron fist. His power had far exceeded anything else around him...

Ganondorf had won.

And yet strangely, he felt something... dark. A strong power in its own right. Stronger than him? Not if he had anything to say about it.

It was in Hyrule Field, a rather open place, which gave him a pretty good view of what laid before him - a red, metal giant. Something akin to a rogue Iron Knuckle? Maybe, but it felt too powerful for something of that nature. That aside, they tended to carry axes... he didn't see one on this being.

Regardless, he clenched his fists and stormed his way into the field, his fists clenched and bathed in dark energy. When he was close enough, he stopped, staring the figure down from a distance.

"Don't tell me; another hero, come to try and end my rule?" he says, his voice cool. "Whoever you are, you are making your presence more than known in my kingdom... I suggest you leave before you draw my ire."

[four-4-dream-land]

[expvrgction] "You and the pink child speak to and of the other merman an awful lot. Does he have any visible mark on one of his shoulders? Kelp hiding his chest, perhaps?" (Davoth @ Bandanna Dee. oh no, considering this man frightened bandanna and almost drowned him)

"Ack!!"

What the-where did he come from??? This towering figure...Bandanna had seen him before! Those red beacons once again bore into him, his heart and mind clutched by the memories of that awful day of fishing. His stubby arms shook, but he eventually managed to whip out his spear to brandish it.

"...M-M-Maybe we have, maybe we haven't! What's it to you? Wh-Why do you care?!!?"

Oh, he knew exactly who the monster was referring to, but he wasn't stupid. He wasn't going to allow anyone else to fall into Davoth's clutches, if he could help it.

[dimensional-duo]

[expvrgction] Now this wasn't the world the Doom Slayer wanted to go to, but at least the environment was familiar enough for him.

He wasn't too far from the nearest settlement, but inhabitants there are alien to him. At least he could see some Waddle Dees going about their day, some enjoying life on the beach, but the others? None whom he had met before.

The armored man stood there silently, unsure if it would be wise to approach these beings-- He wasn't the most social man nowadays, couple that with the thought of there being those protective of their land.

But there were a lot of things he needed to know.

(big boi doomguy @ elfilin and dimentio!)

At first, the waddle dees seemed blissfully unaware of the foreign soldier's presence. However, over time, they started eyeing him curiously and whispering to each other. Some of the wild beasts also watched, hidden within the greenery. It was difficult to tell if any of them knew of him from Dream Land, but at least they didn't look apprehensive (yet).

The two unrecognizable beings in question appeared to be sitting in the grass, a large tub of water in front of them. The fuzzier one watched as the more colorful one tied a string to a small branch. Then, a magnet was attached to the other end of the line.

"Alright, now let's see if I can make this work..."

Scattered about was a collection of tiny fish-shaped metal toys. The jester picked one up, stared at it intently, and snapped his fingers. Suddenly, the toy began to violently wriggle in his hand, as though it were a real aquatic creature, and slipped into the tub with a splash! He then proceeded to do the same with the other toys until they were all swimming about in the tub, a makeshift miniature pond. It was a fairly simple animation spell, but effective for what it was needed for.

"There you go, Elfie! Now you can finally have your own fishing fun!"

"Whoaaa! This is so cool! Thank you~!"

The rodent fluttered about like an ecstatic butterfly before taking the pretend rod and practicing his casting. It was only then that his friend noticed the Doom Slayer standing in the distance. He froze, his smile fading as he tried to determine if they were in danger or not. That armor and weaponry looked...pretty threatening...

"Hello?" he called out, cautiously floating forward, "...Can I help you?"

[normal-noodle-guy]

[expvrgction] It seems like Len has received a letter of sorts! Were he to look through wherever the letter was sent his way, he would find an envelope with no stamp nor address. It only stated who the recipient was. If he opened the envelope and unfold its contents, he would see a piece paper with a strange and creepy rune being drawn, and judging from the color, was drawn with red ink. A small ":)" can be read at the bottom of the letter. Was someone out there trying to curse the restaurant he works in, or was this more directed to him? How did they even manage to send this to his work address!? Whether or not the rune would do anything, it would be best to discard it as soon as possible... Preferably by burning it. (congratulations, davoth has noticed len's existence. from this meme!)

@expvrgction

"... Boss, I'm heading out on my smoke break!"

"5 minutes, boy!"

"Got it."

He stepped out back, holding out the letter and envelope to one of his co-workers, Nel. "Smoke break."

Nel nodded before spitting out some flames, burning the papers to ash. "So, who do you think sent you that, Lenny?"

"Eh, dunno. Probably wasn't the starfish and it's not going to be the last."

The half breed elemental punched Len in the shoulder. "Ya gotta let me go toast that starfish problem of yours."

"You'll just hurt yourself." Len rubbed his shoulder.

[project115]

@expvrgction || Continued from here

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"You're on a beach. I saw you fall into the water and I pulled you out before you sank." He was aware that while he could breath underwater, humans couldn't.

"I think you've been out a few minutes. I'm not good at keeping time. No watch." The pink scaled boy laughed a little. He was curious where she came from but he figured that if she wanted to tell him, she would.

[youfight-likeacow]

[expvrgction] "I encountered pirates where I'm from before, and some more vicious than you. Except they have ships that can fly."

(Kahann @ Guybrush)

"Oh sure, everyone's a critic. Look, I'll have you know that I, Guybrush Threepwood, Mighty Pirate, can take on any pirate challenger! I've got a wit sharper than any flying pirates!"

[the-rat-house]

[expvrgction] Doomguy?/Doom Slayer and face 63 + sounds of crying for abisalli's drawing meme >:3c

im hoping you meant 6C? Also man... I really gotta draw more Tough Guys

[ssatxr-archive-2]

Side eye.

[slayers-testament]

[expvrgction]

"Something ain't right-- You're not the one I'm looking for." (a wild phobos has appeared!)

"Don't sound so disappointed; you'll make me cry." He chews on the end of his cigar a bit before pulling it from his lips, blowing a large smoke cloud.

"I assume you're looking for that Doomed Marine. No clue where the hell he's gone to, but I guess I'm housesitting for the night. At least until I can get the hell out of here."

@expvrgction

[sins-of-the-sea]

[expvrgction] Kahann was about to leave with apples he just bought before looking at one little boy in particular. If viewed from Josep's perspective, he would see an unusually tall man-- Long, black hair, blue eyes and he was in outfitting and gear fit for a traveler. This man looked like he was from further north. One couldn't help but wonder what he saw in his travels, let alone stories. "Good morning! What's a little boy doing here in a busy marketplace? Are you with your parents? Maybe siblings?" He asked. (josep lookin' death in the eye... without the death aspect showing, sjdlksj;l)

Send Anons to pre-1498 Josep Frances

The kid just stares at the tall, black haired man, clearly foreign even within the combined kingdoms of Spain. For this reason he can't help but just keep on staring until he realizes he's being noticed.

"Oh, uh, I'm with my brother! But even then, I'm old enough to do tasks at the marketplace myself!

"….With servants, that is." He says this with annoyance rather than to brag about his family's wealth.

"You don't look like you're from around here. Are you from France? Savoy? The Holy Roman Empire? OOH!! I'll bet you've been to the New World, have you?! Or you've been to Egypt! Or China!! Have you? Where have you gone?!" Kid, no.

[the-devils-toybox]

Starter for @expvrgction (Kahann)

"What, is there some kinda sign out front that says "Free Castle Tours, Inquire Inside!" or something? What's with everyone always stepping foot on MY property!?

"Or did you perhaps come to admire the awesome strength of KING BOWSER KOOPA, FUTURE RULER OF THE MUSHROOM KINGDOM AND BEYOND!? Maybe then, I wouldn't have an excuse to POUND ya'!"

[savior-of-humanity]

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I'm gonna be picking Doomguy for this one, and I think the Rock Drake would be pretty fitting for a couple of reasons.

Rock Drakes don't have any particularly unique lore to them as a species, compared to the Enforcer or Noglin; they're native to a ruined ARK (basically a floating space station meant to emulate various environments while hosting a plethora of prehistoric creatures) that was damaged, causing the fauna to rapidly mutate and evolve to adapt to the subterranean environment (as the surface is unlivable due to the sun literally setting everything on fire whenever it's daytime).

They're highly versatile beasts; they're capable of gliding over very long distances, climbing walls and ceilings, and literally turning invisible. Not to mention, they're particularly sensitive to the presence of unnatural beasts known as Reapers - the feathers on their head will stand on end when one is close by. More often than not they're used to hunt both Reapers and creatures capable of summoning said Reapers known as the Nameless.

I feel like they tie into Doomguy a bit in terms of symbolism due to their affinity for slaying certain beasts - demons for Doomguy, and Reapers/Nameless for Rock Drakes. Not to mention their versatility on the ground, in the air, and even in the water makes them fitting for a slayer who already is very good at rapidly adapting to situations on the fly.

[the-rat-house]

Daroach just growls as Davoth disappears. His ego was bruised, his body was battered, and he wanted nothing more than to follow after and beat the man to an inch of his pathetic immortal life.

But he couldn't. All he could do is let the magic dissipate from the Triple Star and collapse fully onto the ground once again. At the very least, he did his best to try and remember the shape of that rune. Stars willing, he'd be able to get it scratched down before forgetting it. He didn't exactly have a pen and paper to do so with right now though.

Spinni and Doc got there with a couple more moments, along most of the Squeakers on the ships, and together they were able to get Daroach off the ground and to the medbay. Daroach, before passing out, did his best to describe the rune to Doc.

They could look into this more later. They would be looking more into this later.

Davoth could sense multiple life signals closing in on both him and Daroach. That’s an indicator that the former should leave now.

The rat being hurt alone was more than enough satisfaction, if the malicious grin alone was any indicator.

“And here, I expected much more from a ship captain. What a pity.” The doppelganger rat stated. “Let this be a reminder and lesson for you, mortal.”

With one charge of volatile energy, Davoth disappeared as it dispersed, leaving behind a trail of teleportation mark. It was shaped like circle with a rune of sorts, and one never seen within Gamble Galaxy’s locality before.

It still glowed like embers of dying fire.

[project115]

[expvrgction] (From this meme!) nightmare + Davoth ( @expvrgction ) >:3c

(OH FUCKING BOY!)

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115 pulled on his own clothes tightly, sweating profusely.

He was running through a city that was slowly being enveloped in fire. Buildings started crumbling and people fell into the splitting ground. 115 couldn't reach them, couldn't save them, the screams getting louder in his ears.

Then, he saw them. His family.

115 started yelling their names, running over to them. He tried to pull on the arm of his father to get his attention.

Their arm fell off, turning to dust. His family turned, 115 falling backwards as they looked at him with no eyes.

"Why did you run? You could have prevented this."

"Wh-what?" 115 yelped as the ground cracked around him. A huge red armored arm broke through.

"The world is doomed, little Wyrm, because you left your gilded cage."

The teenager tried to get up, to try to run. He couldn't. He was frozen in place.

"The only way to stop this now-"

He cried out in pain as the hand grabbed him, suddenly on fire.

"-is for you to fall, to die, to repent-"

115 struggled, none of the water coming to him. The arm was dragging him into the cracked earth, the flames getting higher, his family starting to waste away.

"-so that the pure may reach paradise and He may be sealed away."

115 woke up, tears pouring down his face. He couldn't stop shaking.

He just wanted that nightmare out of his head as he rubbed at his arms, where he swore he was redder than normal.