[heirtothemonado]

Shulk raced into the stadium, Monado at the ready, eager to face the new opponent. he did a couple of practice swings before the other fighter showed himself, prepping up for what was sure to be a match for the ages.

Listening to the cheering crowd, Shulk stood, waiting in eager anticipation for his opponent to show his face....

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Shulk
Damage: 0%
Status: Pumped

[Blade Unlimited]

"Ugh... do I really have to do this?"

Groaning to himself while slowly lugging himself through the hallway leading out to the arena, Shiya complained verily to the Toad leading him out to the arena. Turning back to the complaining, the yellow-spotted employee merely grunted before pressing a button on the gates to open the entrance fully. "You can always chicken out now. What? That'll make your record 0-2 by default?"

"...*grumble* I'll make your record 2-0 _{stupid fungus thing.}" Dragging his feet along the dirty floor riddled with cracks and loose gravel from the previous battles, Shiya slapped his hands against his cheeks before lightly jogging into the arena as the crowds roars filled his ears. "Okay. It's fine. I can do this. I can win, just gotta play it smart. I'm fine, I'm good, I-" The previously despondent boy's face soon lit aglow as he felt a pulsing in his right eye, for a few seconds the glowing green energy behind it became visible as his attention immediately turned to the scarlet blade in his flipping opponent's hand. It was amazing, it was beautiful, he had never ever seen a blade like it in his life and something about it just called out to him... like the inside bore the power and life of a universe! ...either way, there was one thing that Shiya couldn't help but say with an unconscious smirk as he now stood a few feet away from Shulk before staring the similarly aged teenager directly in the eyes.

"I want that sword."

[Mr. Game & Watch]

The wispy winds of the nearly abandoned Sunshine Stadium whistled through the corridors where the fighters would normally enter. Nearly abandoned because there were still a few citizens still lurking around, waiting for what felt like an eternity for the next match to begin. It was the common crowd, the people who couldn’t live without watching another fight. Some seemed so stiff in their seats that they seemed like trophies, but once Shulk set foot on their turf, their eyes began to glow magically. It was finally happening again! The crowd roared, demanding more from the blade wielder than just mere practice.

Their wish would be fulfilled as one of the hermits that basically lived in the Stadium brought forth a red-cloaked challenger. This was exactly what they wanted! The folks began to brush the dust off their shoulders and jump joyously as the two combatants met eye to eye.

Just as the celebrations began though, the earth beneath all their feet began to rumble as though there was an emanate earthquake. No, something began to rise from the dirt floor of the coliseum, something big and humanoid. The sand on the gigantic creature began to pour off of it like multiple waterfalls as it stretched its arms out as though it had been asleep underneath the ground for eons. With a brief crack of its neck and a dust off of its top hat, it then proceeded to belch.

Like a balloon, the creature deflated to being almost half the size of both combatants. It was the Master of Catastrophes himself, MC Ballyhoo. “AH HA HA HA! Sorry folks! Had a Super Mushroom sandwich for lunch!” the tiny creature announced loudly into the microphone in his hand, which seemingly appeared out of nowhere.

“WHOA! Two fighters right here, right now! If I didn’t have a second pair of eyes atop my head, I wouldn’t believe it!”

“I think they might’ve gotten lost. It happens a lot, you have to take a left at the Rainbow Square in order to get to the Busy Bee Lobby” Big Top tried to advise the duo of fighters.

“Nonsense, Big Top! These people are dying for a show, so we give them one!” Ballyhoo announced excitedly. He hopped into the air and just as he reached his peak in height, a tiny propeller popped out of his hat. “Let’s get this show on the road!” he shouted as he flew away to his commentator’s booth.

“…Remind me why we were underground again?”

Ready?
GO!

HP: 0% Appeal: 0		HP: 0% Appeal: 0

[heirtothemonado]

Taking notice of the person that had walked in, Shulk turned to look at Shiya. expecting a hardened warrior. What he got was a boy who looked about the same age as him, who's eyes were just about falling out of his head gawking at the Monado, muttering something under his breath. All Shulk could hear of it was "I want that sword".

"You think I'll just give it to you then? Heh, guess again" Shulk told Shiya. He'd show him what he and the Monado are made of!

Shulk raised the Monado in the air " Behold the power of the Monado!" he called, and faint blue light shone around him.


(Shulk activated Monado Speed! +6 DEX for 3 turns)

 In a blink of an eye, Shulk rushed up to Shiya, and gave him a taste of the sword that he wanted so much.



pvSzmcy2p_1d20-1 (Shulk's Shaker Edge! DMG 19%)

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Shulk
Damage: 0%
Status: Monado Speed (3 turns)

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[Blade Unlimited]

Slightly thrown off by the sudden entrance of some sort of sand monster in the ground, Shiya summoned his twin blades in each hand in preparation for some kind of brawl... until he heard it burp? "What the-Hey, you're that one guy that set the booth on fire! How'd the burns heal up?" As the bombastic host and his passive aggressive hat left for their thankfully not-burning booth, Shiya scratched the back of his head while thinking back on that previous encounter.

"What was his name again? Baldy Tool?"

Turning back towards Shulk, expecting his opponent to indulge his query, Shiya's eyes soon widened into awe and surprise as the boy's sword exploded in power. It practically radiated blue energy as its hilt displayed some sort of symbol on it. "Wait, you don't wanna stretch first or some-WOAH!"

2gN0AaA4p_1d20+1 (Dodge Roll - Success)

Leaping back before throwing his sword out in front of him, Shiya just barely was able to parry the Monado's sudden assault combined with Shulk's inhuman increase in speed. "NOT COOL, BRO!" Backflipping to gain more distance before tightening the grip on the sword in his right hand, Shiya finally stood at a half before pointing the sword at Shulk. "Alright then, I'll just have to take that sword from you the- ....." Eyes falling down to the current blade in his hand, the youth let out an inhuman groan of annoyance upon spotting the half present sword. Apparently the energy blade of the Monado was more than enough to cut through his own shoddily projected creations in just a parry.

"THIS... does not bode well." Darting his right "eye" as it glowed with crisscrossing EnerGy, Shiya stared at the sword resting in the other youth's grip while trying to analyze its composition. "...Analyzing."

(Sword Birth Analysis - Startup: 1 post)

"Alright then let's see what makes you tick~" Thinking of stalling for time while safely analyzing the Monado for replication, Shiya cast his own broken blade onto the floor before raising his arm to the sky, palm upraised. In the air above where his palm pointed, dozens of assorted swords, spears, and other generic bladed weapons began spawning in flashes of green light until they possessed an unnerving number. Thrusting his appendage foreward before pointing at Shulk, the projected weapons all simultaneously shot through the air like bullets in an attempt to skewer the blond warrior. "Take this!"


p_1d20+4 (Phantasmal Rain: DMG 15%, Area of Effect, Cooldown 1 post)

Shiya Kirigaya
Damage: 0%
Status: Analyzing

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[Mr. Game & Watch]

“AH! Back in the ol’ humble abode! Not a thing has changed!”

“You know… We probably could have put some of the renovation funds into the commentator’s booth so that it was less… charred…”

“But Big Top! Then we couldn’t afford the giant glowing standee out in the front! Our bombastic mugs will no doubt get some butts into the stadium seats! That and any leftover coins were put into the Chump Charity wheel. But you didn’t want to use it!”

“…Yes, silly me. Maybe my decision was hindered by the charcoal fumes in this revolting booth…”

“I knew something was off! You’re usually a beacon for positivity!”

“…I worry for both you and your memory sometimes…”

“You shouldn’t worry too much about me, Big Top! Just look at our duelists down there! They’re battling their hearts out, but there not so much as an ooh or awe from our audience! I thought they were excited to see a new match, but they seem so blasé!”

“Well… Life Sphere citizens are usually ungrateful peasants…”

“It’s not that, Big Top! They don’t seem to be gaining any sort of appeal from the audience! A lack of Charisma me thinks! They can’t possibly gain the crowd’s favour without that extra oomph!”

“…I dunno, I still think my theory holds more water. Those whelps couldn’t tie their own shoe laces without assigning a team of heroes to do it for them…”

HP: 0% Appeal: 0		HP: 0% Appeal: 0

[heirtothemonado]

Shulk smirked as Shiya managed to block the Monado. This boy wasn't an amateur to swordplay, that was for sure. Shulk continued to weave around Shiya, keeping an eye on any suden movements. "Strange" Shulk thought. " This boy hasn't tried attacking yet. It's like he's....waiting for something."

Suddenly, Shiya quickly raised his hand in the air, and hundreds of swords appeared out of thin air, there blades pointed straight down. With quick gesture form Shiya, the blades turned, and every single one of them at him, and the swords flew toward him. 
VF7ho4IGp_1d20+4  (Shulk's dodge)

With a series of quick flips, dodges, rolls and ducks, Shulk dodged the many, many swords that tried to skewer him. Shulk paused, making sure that all the swords and various sharp objects were embedded in the wall, then looked up, smiling. He waved to the crowd. Perhaps the acrobatic stunt he just did won some points with them.

p_1d20+1 (Shulk's CHR roll for his acrobatics display)

Turning his attention to Shiya again, Shulk decided to switch to the offensive. "So this guy is some kind of mage, is he?" He had something for that, but that would require him to turn off the speed. For now, though.....

Shulk jumped into the air, and descended on Shiya from above, attempting to slash him away.

p_1d20-1 (Air Slash! DMG 15%)

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Shulk

Damage: 0%

Status: Monado Speed (2 turns)

1d20+7·1d20+1·1d20-1

[Blade Unlimited]

"Hey... focus on the fight." Shiya murmured, obviously not very pleased about Shulk's grandstanding while acrobatically dodging his blades.

5kq8eHx9p_1d20+1 (Air Slash Dodge - Success!)

Of course, maybe it was Shiya that should have been focusing more on the fight! Throwing up his left hand in a block once more, he was just barely able to successfully parry Shulk's Monado once more... but to the swordsmage's dismay, the same results repeated themselves as his projected shortsword snapped in two under the force of the laser blade's might. "Wha-SERIOUSLY, WHAT IS THAT SWORD MADE OF!? HACKS! I'M CALLING HACKS!"

DING (Analysis Complete   )

....

"Oh... so that's what its made of?" Shiya smirked as he stood up straight, casting aside the hilt of his former weapon to the side once more before grinning at Shulk. "Wow, I honestly have no idea what that sword is, but It's crazy strong." Slowly raising up his arm to face Shulk, Shiya stopped until his palm was glaring at the young swordsman directly before green sparks of EnerGy began trailing down it. "You mind if..."

"I take it for a spin?"

(Sword Birth(swapped for Gaurdian Orbitars): Shulk's Monado - Monado Speed)

In a flash of emerald and azure light, nearly blinding both parties in a brilliant flash, before both contestants' eyes a weapon was summoned that would look incredibly familiar. Its scarlet hue and flashing blue lights running along itself made it painfully clear what the weapon Shiya now possessed was...

~It was the MONADO~

"What did you say this was called? The Monado?" the boy teased while still pointing the mystical sword practically humming with silent power. "Kinda makes my arm tingle a little... ow, okay that actually really stings. Jeez, do you just not have any nerves in your arm or something?!" Grunting at the uncomfortability behind the blade's wielding, Shiya's right arm glowed once more before it began flooding with the tell-tale patterns of his EnerGy while dispersing the feeling. Pain later, right now cool sword!

Leaping foreward at an impeccable speed, Shiya began swinging the Monado in a blur; the quite large blade's weight was quite unbecoming as the teen found it remarkably easy to swing around! Pressing foreward against Shulk, the Homs would find himself encountering the newly unlocked abilities of his very own weapon!

p_1d20+4 (Projection Assault: DMG 8%)
p_1d20+4 (Projection Assault: DMG 8%)
p_1d20+4 (Projection Assault: DMG 8%)

"I'M REALLY FEELING IT!"

p_1d20-3 (CHR Appeal Roll..........................................................you've got to be kidding me.......)

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[Mr. Game & Watch]

“Now that’s the spirit! Just look at the elegance of those backflips! Back in my day, Big Top, that would be me you’d be seeing down there! And just look at the audience! They’re eating it up!”

“…Too bad he didn’t land that next hit, he really had the momentum there…”

“But there’s always next time, Big Top! He may not have the crowd’s attention yet, but he’s certainly going the right way about it!”

“…Your just trying to dance around the fact that your appeal gauge thingy is drastically flawed…”

“Shhhh, Big Top. The audience doesn’t need to know that.”

“…I think one of the guys down there is calling for a foul, is that our job now?”

“Of course, Big Top! Shiya is in dire need of some aid in battle! Let’s bring up the Chump Charity Wheel to even the battlefield!”

“…We already agreed that we wouldn’t use that thing.”

“C’mon! Just this one time! I swear- GAHHH MY EYES!”

“Bleh. Hey, did that guy just steal the other guy’s sword? Is that against the rules?”

“Of course! And you all know what that means!”

“I swear, if you say Chump Charity one more time I’m going to strangle you.”

“But Big Top! You don’t have any hands! How could you poss-GURK!”

HP: 0% Appeal: 0		HP: 0% Appeal: 0

[heirtothemonado]

Shulk grinned. Shiya may have been able to parry all of his strikes, but he had managed to irritate him. Perhaps he could gain an edge in this fight after all.....

Or not.....

Shulk looked toward Shiya and, through an impossible twist, he held the Monado in his hands.

This was bad. Shiya had no idea what kind of power the Monado had, and it could be dangerous if he used it for too long. Already Shiya was complaining about pain in his arm. Shulk  had to get his weapon back, and fast!

dCc3m8_Jp_1d20+4 (Shulk's dodge)
p_1d20+4 (Again)
p_1d20+4 (And again)

Shulk suddenly received a series of blows from Shiya. "Okay, bad news, he has the Monado. Worse news, he knew how to use it." He really needed to get the Monado back!

He looked down, and saw that the Monado was still in his hand. "Is the sword the boy was carrying just a copy then?" Shulk thought. He decided not to dwell on that. Regardless if the Monado Shiya was holding was real or not, it was still dangerous, and Shulk needed to get rid of it.

p_1d20-1 (Shulk's terrible Shaker Edge. DMG 19%)

Doubling back with......


p_1d20-1 (Backslash DMG 12%)

"This is going to be harder then I thought."

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Shulk
Damage: 16%
Status: Monado Speed (1 turn)

1d20+4·1d20+4·1d20+4·1d20-1·1d20-1

[Blade Unlimited]

"How's it feel being on the other side of the lightsaber, huh?!"

Shiya was taking immense enjoyment in the fact that Shulk was squirming under the pressure of Shiya' new blade. This thing wasn't just a strong sword, it was amazing! Heck, Shiya had barely even taken a look under even a layer of this thing and could already tell how immensely powerful it was. Of course there was the dulled pain in his right arm that might come up as a problem later, but other than that this was the best deal on a sword he had gotten since the Kamuya Blades!

_WHO...

fv8c7r7Bp_1d20+1 (Shaker Edge Dodge - Success)

Dodging around the path of Shulk's shaky shaker edge, Shiya was able to pretty easily parry the other boy's blade. This time however, instead of snapping in two, azure sparks flew as the twin swords' energy blades clawed against each other before shearing off. "Hah! Not gonna cut this one in half so easily~"

WHO ARE YOU....

p_1d20+1 (Backslash Dodge - Fail)

"What? What's Interest-GAAH!"

Momentarily distracted as Shiya responded to the voice he had heard, barely a whisper in his ear, the teen was caught off guard resulting in Shulk's albeit pitiful attempt at a slash succeeding. "Hey, that's playing dirty!" Clutching at his side where the energy blade had cut rather roughly, Shiya steeled his own grip before bearing back down on Shulk. Green veins became visible in a crisscrossing pattern along his arm once more before flowing through his hand and into the copied Monado itself as Shiya began reinforcing its albeit hastily made structure. "Come on... You've got to have something I can use."

(Analysis Reinforcement: 1 Post Startup)

It was then that Shiya was digging around through the components of the scarlet machinery that his hand accidentally slipped on its hilt. Stopping in his tracks at the accidental motion, he was surprised to say the least when upon moving some sort of way the layered glass that made up the base began lighting up with a different color and symbol! "Huh, So what's this thing? Some sort of intensity switcher?"

CLICK

"Shield? No way I'm playing Defensive now."

"Person? So what, I'm already a person? How does that help?"

"Smash? ...eh, I prefer a good melee."

"Speed? ...oh. Oh this will do nicely."

(Monado Speed: +3 Dex Mod for Dodges, 3 Turn Duration, 6 Turn Cooldown)

Now engulfed in a cyan aura, the youth disappeared in a flash of blue life as his form blurred nearly out of sight! "HAH! YOUR TOO SLOOOW~" Taunted Shiya while enveloped in the self buffing power of the Monado he had discovered seemingly by mere accident. Either way, it seemed Shulk's speed advantage wouldn't help now. Getting used to his new speed by encircling his opponent and the arena several times, causing small plumes of dust and dirt to flood the air, Shiya without warning broke the circle with a flying leap at Shulk intending to strike him down from behind!


p_1d20+4 (Projection Assault: 8%)

p_1d20+4 (Projection Assault: 8%)

p_1d20+4 (Projection Assault: 8%)

THIS IS... INTERESTING.

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[Mr. Game & Watch]

“*GASP*, fine no more talk of the Chump Charity wheel! I guess I’ll have to disassemble it after this match…”

“Good.”

“WHOA! Just look at all the action we’re missing! That one guy stole the other guy’s sword!”

“…I said that just a few seconds ago… and he didn’t steal it, he just copied it or whatever…”

“AH! But now he’s using it against- uh what were their names again!?”

Before the announcer could be corrected, a creature with a simian shape leapt over the side of the Sunshine Stadium’s wall. A flicker of light reflected off his sunglasses. The ape spun through the air in a similar way to how Donkey Kong would when within a good brawl. It was not Donkey Kong though, but rather his radical companion, Funky Kong! The beast set down on the announcer’s desk and his nostrils began to flare as a series of noisy sniffs were being picked up by the microphones.

“Hold up, my bruddas! I’m smelling someting funky around here! And this time it isn’t me” the hip chimp announced and finished with a grin so bright that it nearly blinded the two. MC Ballyhoo had to conceal both his and Big Top’s eyes to avoid the destruction of their retinas.

“BAH! You filthy yet oddly magnificently dental monkey! You better go back the way you came! I told you I’d call security the next time you set foot into my stadium!”

“Cool it, muh man! I was catching some wicked waves until I smelt someting in the distance! It was faint, but I traced it back here! One o’ those dudes down there is using someting most unfunky! It’s called luck enhancers! One of dem performance enhancers being pushed by the krooked kremlings! It increases your luck in battle, making your opponent’s attacks more likely to miss!”

“You have some nerve coming into my stadium and telling me that one of the fighters are cheating!”

“…He might be a credible source here… If anyone knew what certain drugs smelt like, it’d probably be Funky Kong…”

“Exactly, my dudes!” the Kong explained as he scoped out the battlefield, using his magnificent sniffer to deduce which of the two it was. With another glimmer of his teeth as they revealed themselves in his pride, he pointed toward the fighter with the cloned monado. “That one right there! Lemme give ‘em a Banana Slamma!”

“Wait! Big Top, we need to give that fella down there an unfair advantage to even out that guy’s cheating! It is Chump Charity time! Quick, Big Top! Like we rehearsed!”

“Rehearsed? We didn’t-”

“DO IT!”

“…*sigh* Shulk, seeing that you are the Chump, it is time we provide you with some Charity!”

“AH HA HA HA!” the announcer laughed as he yanked a nearby lever.

As the dup were in the middle of exchanging blows, a massive wheel began to sprout out of the ground, separating the two fighters from one another. The multi-coloured wheel that looked to be lifted out of an old timey gameshow began to spin about in place. There looked to be hundreds of categories on the board and the tiny ticker smashed against the nearly countless pegs until the force became too great. The tiny arrow finally came to a halt in good time and it landed on a category that stated ‘Instant Disqualification.’

“WOAH! What are the odds of it landing on that, Big Top! Ahem, let me put on my reading glasses! Instant Disqualification! The opponent of the Chump is instantaneously disqualified from the match!”

“…Wow, Chump Charity was a lot more unbalanced than I thought… Not all that surprising though…”

In that instant, the wheel broke off of its hinges and chased Shiya out of the ring. Regardless of where he ran to, the wheel would follow. Like a villain from a slasher movie, there was no place where the red cloaked man could hide that the wheel wouldn’t find him.

“AH HA HA! So, that brings our match here to a close, ladies and germs! Unfortunately we won’t be getting a full match tonight, but stay tuned for our next program. Shulk is the victor and thus he can claim his prize! One new attack with the help of Lt Surge’s gym. Surge’s Gym, where even the weakest babies can learn how to bring down the tunder!”

“…They should work on that slogan…”