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"THIS is the bountiful harvest from beyond the void. For those who watch, do not take this event lightly. It is more an execution than a mere gladiatorial match. To who..? Muhuhahah... You may decide."

A solemn voice echoes, before calling out, with much gusto...
"You are... Perched at the very precipice of oblivion!"

Before much else could be said, the comet crashes right into the arena..! The thunderous echo could be heard for miles, but it didn't seem like much was here anymore. The sky's painted a hateful teal, and the rocks of the planet's crust almost seem to schism apart. This was a pocket dimension, created by the Sleeper itself..! It had this much power to draw others into a mirrored, pocket reality where things made sense for itself! The ground of the arena crunches with the myriad of crystals and gemstones that line its floor. 

Just as Arle would enter, some of those gems pool up together, creating what looks to be a mirror, or perhaps... A passageway. A gemstone-coated Arle appears on the other side, approaching the archway and simply staring. Her eyes are soulless, and her movements zombie-like. She speaks...

"I'm you, huh..?"

Adritele, as Arle may somehow immediately know her, turns to face the rest of the arena, her composure rapidly increasing in dignity and energy. She stands almost like her original, this copy, before making one, incredible, horrifying declaration.

"You make me sick."

Adritele lifts her foot, and just as that shoe rises, the crystalline heads of her friends appear beneath them, screaming praises and love to her, to which Arditele promptly crushes them. Shattering their visages. Her melancholy stare turns into a heated scowl, and later, a full on grimace at he sight of Arle. 

"I'm the best there ever has been, and will be. Friends are a stepping stone, and slow us down. Fortunately for me, I put those whelps in their place. A few sweet words now and again, and they come crawling back, begging to be crushed once more beneath my heel~"

A small head forms, it's Amitie, and she's begging for her life. Pleases and 'don't hurt me's fall from her mouth as Arditele soullessly stomps. Again, and again, and again, until that Amitie was dust.

"Stupid little snot. Thought she could be better than me. No one's better than me. Not Amitie, not Lidelle, no one. Certainly not you, either."

Arditele cackles, and steps back, assuming an identical battle stance to her opposite.

"You have no hope of winning. There can be no hope in this hell. No hope at all. Your friends can't help you, because they never were capable of helping you. Every step you took on your own, and you're too blind to see it."

"I'm going to wake you up."

ADRITELE
HP: 210/210
Shield: 70/70
Cooldowns: None
Status: Arrogant



(CURRENT BATTLE THEME - Blasted Hearth!)

[Mari]

Arle just kinda stared incredulously at the crystaline doppelganger, unsure how to react. She ... wasn't sure what was real anymore. Too much time in the mirage and around people like Amitwo and Shin!Arle had eroded away her ability to discern whether doppelgangers could be considered people or not. What she saw next, though, made her expression twist in disgust. She cringed at the display and a shiver of malcontent raced through her body. Worst of all, she also experienced a sense of ... deja vu. She could feel it in her head, a phantom influence nagging at the back of her mind like a painful static haze intruding upon her thoughts. None of it was real, ...except maybe the pain. She felt light-headed, and for a moment she had trouble concentrating on the battlefield before her.

Arle shook her head as if to physically clear her thoughts. Alright, so the dreamer obviously knew something about her. ...But where was Rulue? Where was Schezo? Where was Ringo? Where was Viridi, Phosphora, and Peach? Why had it chosen the girls it had chosen to crush in front of her? Why did it choose to portray her that way? The more she thought about it, the more she realized the dreamer clearly didn't know her as intimately as it could have. It knew something, but it clearly wasn't omniscient. So... what if she just ... played along?

"...Wow~ You're supposed to be me?" Arle asked, feigning being mildly impressed. "You definitely sound like ... a person." she added, quirking a brow momentarily. "Maybe you could work on those mannerisms a bit, but otherwise you've got me down pat~!" she added, helplessly shrugging at the situation. All the while she was giving the doppelganger this cold stare. Look at that incoming butt kicking written all over her face. "...There's just... one big problem." Arle added, dropping the pleasant tone entirely. "Some people like money. Some people like books. Some people like eating nice things. Some people want to have a nice house. I like all of these things! But none of them compare to how much I like people." Arle flatly explained. "Without people, all of the things I just listed are meaningless. I want friends! I want neighbors. I want fans and supporters and yeah, maybe that's worth making a few enemies along the way. Nothing I can't handle, right~? After all, nobody can hope to match my power, ...right?" Arle asked in a rather care-free tone.

"Maybe I don't need friends. But I want 'em. And isn't that all that matters~? ...Are you sure you want to put yourself between me and the thing I want the most..?? What do you think is going to happen to you..?"

Arle casually summoned an orb of magical power around her best with a simple "Diacute!"

mWUd|dEJp_1d20+8 (Arle's attempt at intimidating / confusing her doppelganger)

p_3d5 (Arle's Diacute; [Star Storm])

Arle then held out her hand, a pretty pink heart manifesting itself around the doppelganger and moving to lift her slightly into the air, suspended inside it as if gravity didn't exist in there.

p_1d20+5 (Arle's Magical Grapple roll!)

Arle then summoned a storm of smaller pink hearts and began driving them in toward Adritele, pelting her with burning passion!

p_1d20+5 (Arle's Love Magic; Does 24% Damage)

She then ran at Adritele, a big smirk on her face. At the last moment, she bounced and performed a mid-air pirouette, turning about so that she landed backward and bouncing a second time, this time with seemingly superhuman force. She threw herself backward at Adritele and pulled her legs up, bending forward slightly to throw herself butt-first at the doppelganger's... face! "Eyes down and pucker up~!" she announced rather snarkily as she jumped, most likely popping the heart bubble and freeing Adritele in the process of plowing into her if her grapple earlier had worked, an explosion of hearts occurring a moment after impact, just long enough of a delay there for her to... 'appreciate' the absurdity of the attack--as well as the view.

p_1d20 (Arle's Critical Booty Bash; Does 45% Damage and afflicts infatuation)

Arle Nadja 205/210 HP 70/70 Shield Diacute (31) Diacute CD: 1 Turn Hip Bash CD: 1 Turn

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"You shut your DAMN MOUTH! I AM YOU! I AM ALL THAT YOU'RE DESTINED FOR, ALL THAT YOU'RE DOOMED TO B-"

Arditele grit her teeth as the first few hailstorms of attacks peppered in. She hardly understood her own reflected body, let alone the magic sailing her way and decimating her poor, durable little frame with death and damage! She had no time to finish any statements before the first searing storms of attacks from her original came crashing, causing chunks of her body to fall off in a wicked, gross display.

(Threshold discovered - Arditle cannot avoid attacks at 15 or above, but can still shield at will.)
(Arditle shields the Booty Bash)

Arditele's skin hardened dense as diamonds just as Arle's rear made contact, causing them to fracture all down the sides to her shins... Finally freed from the magical grapple, and thrown to the ground in a crumpled mess, Arditle slowly raises herself up, and sways a little. Her hips move in tandem with her body, and at once, she's launching at Arle!

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(Nevermind. This WAS Roiling Rump, a variant of Hip Bash that inflicts Blight, a 5% damage per turn, 2 turn poison that stacks, but no.)

Arditele fell flat on her face yet again, still dazed from the harrowing assault she took. No normal force of will could overcome a failing body. So it was time to try and focus, but...

Clink. Did... her arm become a lance? It was a corrupted Valkyrie Lance!
(Trick discovered! Your doppelganger cannot transform, but can replace moves as it sees fit from ALL your forms once per every other turn!)
(Arditele Substitutes Star Storm and Butt Slam for Divine Lance and Subspace Punch/Kick!)

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(Twisted Lance, it's Divine Lance's alter form! No special effects)

With her forward charge from that fallen and recovered state out of the way, Arditele balances now on the spear, letting her crystalline body ooze it down her form and launch off of it to fire off her hand to yank Arle back through, forcing her close!

p_1d20+4
(Grapple Roll from Subspace Punch/Kick, fittingly renamed Dreamer's Portal)

With her foe in close, if she grappled successfully, Arditele prepared to unleash a new technique... Her hands go to her temples, and she opens those hollow eyes with murderous zeal!

p_1d20+4
(Arditele attempts Brainblight! It's Mind Blast, but inflicts Blight instead of Mind Melt, a poison dealing 5% DoT for 2 turns, and can stack!)

With the wave of shards flying out at Arle, circling like a maelstrom of death, they close in at once! 

"Get... OUT OF MY HeaaAAAD!"

Something was... wrong with Arditele, she clutches her head after that harrowing, pained scream, revealing her gemstone brain atop her skull, and doubles back...

(Arle! Because your Doppelganger used her Body Shift to change skills, her brain is exposed! Roll a 15 or higher and target her brain for a guaranteed next crit! Only applies to your first hit over 15 that turn!)

ADRITELE
HP: 186/210
Shield: 45/70
Cooldowns: Brainblight - 1 turn
Dreamer's Portal - 3 turns
Hip Bash - 2 turns
Body Shift - 3 turns
Status: Arrogant

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[Arle Nadja]

((It is impossible for Roiling Rump to hit past Arle's +1 Dodge mod!))

“Hehe~ Having a little trouble there? That's a shame. I bet with a rock solid body like yours that would hurt too!” Arle remarked, showering the other in pity. However, she soon came to regret making light of her doppelganger's apparent weakness as a crude lance managed to stab her through! She was then grabbed while she was stunned by the pain and her mind was subjected to a blast of ...dark psychic energy? She yelped in pain, but ... quickly recovered her composure after the attack ended. She leaned back into her doppelganger, not yielding to her offense.

((Arle declines to dodge any of those attacks!))

She then drew a hand up and pressed it to her doppelganger's chest.

“...Alright. Hea-Heaven's Ray!!”

uZokS4Knp_1d20+5 (Arle's Diacute Empowered Heaven's Ray! Criticals as per your last post ... for 92% damage!)

A large beam of holy light shot from her hand, explosively ripping Arditele off of her and launching her across the arena before violently exploding once it hit one of the stadium walls!

Arle then cast a spell on herself, her body glowing with a golden light as she healed away some of the wounds she'd received, helping to stop her bleeding and ease the aching in her head.

p_1d15+5 (Arle's Healing; Heals for 16%)

“ . . . Now, what was it you wanted me to do? Get out of your head? Star Storm!!”

p_1d20-1 (Arle rains down magical stars around the surrounding area; 24% Daamge)

“Lightning Burst!!”

p_1d20 (Arle's CRITICAL Lightning Burst; Does 30% damage and afflicts Arditele with Disabled (Wis), causing her to suffer a -3 penalty to all her Wisdom rolls and a -7 damage penalty to all Wisdom attacks. It also afflicts her with the fear status! As it's impossible to see lightning coming, this attack targets WIS and therefore cannot be bubble shielded.)

Several lightning bolts dropped from the sky, explosively hitting Arditele from above and shaking the stadium with their power, frying Arditele's brain in the process! As the dust and smoke cleared, Arle approached to a more respectably close distance. “Maybe you should think about giving up! It'll hurt a lot less~”

p_1d20+8 (Arle's working to intimidate her doppelganger)

Arle Nadja 184/210 70/70

Heaven's Ray CD: 1 Turn Healing CD: 2 Turns Blight (5%): 1 Turn Left

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