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I am the king without a kingdom, but that doesn't change who I am. ☒ @tagged ✐ 000 ✉ notes MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS

Ah, the sunshine arena. A place the young king had visited once before. That was an eternity ago however, and the Hero king hadn't returned in quite some time. However, today he was here on a special occasion. He had been directly challenged. He was never one to back down from a challenge, but at the same time, he was also not one to charge into things headfirst. He had thought out this choice for quite a few days, and it all had played out to this moment, where he walked out into the sands of the arena, a faint smile on his face as he remembered the last time he had come here, and had ended up fighting the evil genius doctor wily. That had been the closest battle he had ever been in, and he hoped that this fight would be as satisfying. He stood in the center of the arena, the entire area deathly quiet. He was ready, even if he was somewhat rusty.

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► WORDS ◄ ► @marth ◄ ► Hyped, crazy and nervous. ◄ ► Never done this before, lol. ◄

» Marth, the young king without his kingdom but with the skills worthy of any castle. Who would dare challenge this guy, this man who have previously won here in the past, to a battle? "I figured you'd take a few days to finally make your decision," was calmly spoken as an one-eyed bat fluttered out from one of the shadows before changing shape in some kind of human. His skin is whiter than milk and his lilac hair covers his right eye while the left one is blood red in colour. However the mannerism of his body language, as well as tone of voice, seem to indicate that not only did he downright issue the challenge to Marth, but also that the wind mage holds a firm believe that will definitely not have any problems with this swordsman in front of him. "Oh, how rude of me, I almost forgot to introduce myself," even though speaking with manners, the male's voice sound completely arrogant at this very moment. "While I am a mighty wind mage...you may call me Vaati. Hopefully you shall give me a decent game," the sheer overconfidence could easily he felt from the grin that this 'Vaati' dare to show after saying his final few words.

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[Mr. Game & Watch]

The lightning American had no choice but to stick around the Sunshine Stadium like it was clockwork. It seemed as though it was battle season and everybody wanted a piece of another. Like it was his home, he lounged around the stands leisurely with his Jolteon joined with him by his feet. He was enjoying a nice little hotdog, but before he could even sink his teeth into the snack, his eyes caught onto the two feminine combatants below. From a distance it really was difficult to detect their genders, but that was beside the point. The point being, he couldn’t even rest without being thrown into judging another match. He groaned and tossed his hotdog to the ground for his electric canine to enjoy. Enjoy the creature did.

Lt Surge tossed a Pokeball into the air and it quickly released the drone-like Magnezone. The thing hovered in the sky until the lieutenant whistled for its attention and jumped onto its metallic hide as it lowered itself to add a bit of ease to his movements. The pairing flew toward the location of the two guys, which he was surprised they were. Fists to his hips and a glare on the referee’s UV protective spectacles, he loomed over the two.

“Alright kids, listen up. Three simple rules for you two to follow if you don’t want to find out how effective Magnezone’s Magnet Bombs are on you” as he spoke he tapped his foot on the machine’s hide to express his point. “No outside help, no killing, and you have about five rounds to mercilessly beat the tar out of your opponent. Not much of a crowd this time around, but give it time and the place will be overflowing. Are we at an understanding then?” His head flicked from one of the cool hair coloured individual’s direction to the next. He personally had his doubts that this was going to be an impressive display, there wasn’t a single robot near the arena this time around.

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I am the king without a kingdom, but that doesn't change who I am. ☒ @tagged ✐ 000 ✉ notes MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS

When Vaati introduced himself, Marth smiled softly, nodding as his opponent finished talking. I would introduce myself as well, but since you managed to get your message delievered to my home, I assume that you already know who I am. He said, falling silent as the referee reiterated the rules that Marth already knew. And because of this, when he was asked if he understood, Marth simply nodded, drawing Falchion for the first time in quite a while. He was ready, despite being rusty. He held onto his sword with an iron grip, his skin turning pale white from the strength behind his grip. He was waiting for the ref to call the beginning. He needed to get back into battle, sharpen and hone his craft again. This was the perfect opportunity.

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► WORDS ◄ ► @marth or Mr. Game & Watch◄ ► Hyped, crazy and nervous. ◄ ► Sorry for the delay. ◄

» "Indeed I already know who you are, Wandering King," was the arrogant sounding response that Vaati gave to Marth's words. "I wouldn't have challenged you if you weren't going to give me a decent exercise," the wind mage continued in all arrogance and was ready to speak even more until Sarge arrived on his Magnezone. "Who does this blonde, on that tin-can, think he is to get in the middle of my conversation?" went through the pale male's mind as he reluctantly listened to the Lightning American as he spoke of the rules. "I doubt that tin-can can do anything to me," went through Vaati's mind as it became apparent that he was getting bored with listening to this referee speak about the three rules of this contest. Normally the pale mage would have simply done what Marth did and nodded but instead, "are you done now?" The way this arrogant, yet feminine looking, male said his words expressed both boredom and slight irritation as, after saying his words, Vaati glanced over towards Marth and grinned lightly. Considering that Marth is an active user of a sword, this battle could be the perfect way for the wind mage to prepare himself for a possible battle with his enemy Link.

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[Mr. Game & Watch]

Surge stood atop his mechanical pet, arms crossed and frankly unimpressed by the slightly more effeminate combatant. Slightly. It was mostly the lavender attire that won him that title. The veteran tossed a Pokeball out of his pocket, the sphere bounced against the ground and opened to unleash some sort of plasma energy until it formed the rather large figure of his Electivire. The beast slammed his fists on the ground and released his roar easily from his jaws. He was quick to correct his posture shortly after though.

“Rule number four, no back talk. Alright, let’s see what you kids can do” the ref replied as his drone began to slowly return to the stands. “Electivire, keep on an eye on princess over there” the Lightning American commanded as his head nodded toward Vaati. Villain types were always the most sketchy when it came to arena battles. The gorilla-like being answered his commanding officer with a thumbs up and a grin disguised under the fur surrounding his face. When Lt Surge was back to his seating area though, Electivire focused back on the incoming battle in front of him. The beast kept his distance, but was close enough to intervene if need be.

While there wasn’t a soul in the stands when they first entered the coliseum, people began to funnel into the observer booths eager to see what was going on. News of a battle being waged in the place quickly spread amongst the citizens like a virus and there was no doubt that by the end of the match the stands would be filled with Life Sphere residents. A couple of Hyrulians stumbled into the viewer’s area and thought aloud “hey isn’t that Vaati?” Another stray commenter corrected the Hyrulian “do you really think they would let Vaati in the Life Sphere, he’s totally fake man.”

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I am the king without a kingdom, but that doesn't change who I am. ☒ @tagged ✐ 000 ✉ GW: Roll 15 to dodge MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS

When the battle was finally allowed to commence, Marth smiled softly, dashing forward at top speed, sending a quick three slash combo off at Vaati! He could have been fancy and done his actual combo attack, but he wanted to keep things simple at first. So, he sent off a simple three slash attack. The first slash was aimed at his left shoulder, the second, his chest, and the third was aimed at his stomach. For someone that hadn't gotten into a good fight in quite some time, one had to admit that Marth still had his battle prowess. It was just waiting to be directed. Some of it was the desire to be challenged, and some of it was anger at being challenged so directly. He had stabbed the note to his door for christ's sake! It had made his wife shriek, she thought that someone had tried to get in. This whole battle was going to be revenge for scaring Shiida, and also combat practice for him. His footwork was quite deft too, as he changed positions for each slash, the first one having one foot slightly ahead of the other, the second having his feet spread into a defensive stance, and the third having one foot off the ground! He was going to be a tough opponent, that was for sure.

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Vaati; ► WORDS ◄ ► @marth ◄ ► Hyped, crazy and nervous. ◄ ► A 2!?! NOOOO!!! xD ◄

» Vaati couldn't help but find himself to move even more annoyed when Sarge just randomly made up his own forth rule "I should have challenged him, just to beat some respect out of that typical blonde," went through the wind mage's mind as a weird yellow gorilla came out from a tiny sphere. "How dare he even thinks that thing could ever stand a chance against me!?! That insolent fool! Once I am done with this swordsman I going directly for that bas-" unfortunately for the rather effeminate male, his mind drifted hs attention from the sword wielder that came charging at him. The first slash caught him on the shoulder, the second nailed the chest pretty hard and the third, that went directly for the stomach sent Vaati in the air. "Ugh, I shouldn't have let my attention for some bleeding idiot," went through the wind mage's head before suddenly shooting a grin. "Nice shot. I will admit you seem to still be good with a blade for someone who sleep in a nice, warm, bed with quite a pretty wife," okay, why is Vaati making a comment about his opponent's lover? Could it be that he is trying to play some mind-games. "You never know, once I beat you, I might go ahead and take before making her MY wife." While tauntingly saying his words, somewhat considering actually doing such a thing after the battle (since Shiida is quite a looker), Vaati seem to be preparing for something...that something came in the form of a tornado, a tornado between six and eight feet. Normally these would shoot straight forward across a stage but, since the pale man is in the air - looking directly down towards the wandering king - the wind mage felt like going for such an attack. From those three shots alone Vaati realised that his opponent was going to be quite a good challenge, so maybe some chaotic destructibility will help put things in the mage's favour as he suddenly launched it towards his enemy.

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(GW: Roll 15 to dodge)

[Mr. Game & Watch]

It was strange that even if there wasn’t much of a crowd, the announcer were still within their booth, almost like they were camping out in there. What was even stranger was MC Ballyhoo without his hat.

“Good evening Life Sphere residents. We have a good match for you today.”

“WOAH! You sound so wooden! Come on man! Put some emphasis on your words! That is the true way of hosting a battle! We’ve got the wandering king himself here today and not only that the mysterious Vaati! Folks do we have a show!”

“I’m a machine, why would you ever expect me to put emotion into my words.”

“You make it really hard not to miss Big Top, you know that Omo?”

“We can’t have conspiracy theorists running the booths Ballyhoo, are you admitting to being a conspiracy theorist too?”

“AHA Ha ha… no, I wouldn’t do anything of the sort Mr. Omo… I never agreed with anything he ever said…”

“Oh good, let’s continue on with this match then”

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I am the king without a kingdom, but that doesn't change who I am. ☒ Vaati ✐ No Clue ✉ Results of Roll: 16 MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS

When he sent Vaati into the air with his combo, Marth smiled to himself, then laughed when he heard that Vaati had a plan to kidnap Shiida. Oh my, that wouldn't be too fun for him. She was just as much a warrior as he was. And as the tornado was shot at him, it only served to widen his grin as he chucked Falchion at it, The horizontally spinning blade catching alight, cloaking Falchion in firey Aether meeting the tornado head on, the flames coating it only strengthening due to their magical nature, causing it to tear through the tornado and head straight for Vaati! However, tearing the tornado apart wasn't as good an idea as one would think, as it created several long arcs of wind travelling fast enough to do serious damage, however, Marth was nimble enough to dodge them, each one just barely hitting his body, shaving off a bit of his armor's layers while also shredding the cloak he wore closer to his body. However, as he landed, regardless of whether or not the strike raid hit it's target, Falchion returned to Marth's hand, allowing him to continue with his onslaught, however his only aerial attack required his opponent to be on the ground, so he was stuck with waiting for Vaati to come back down, causing him to take up a defensive stance, waiting for Vaati to continue his own onslaught.

(G&W: Roll 16 to dodge)

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» From the up in the air Vaati couldn't actually hear the warrior's own laugh but didn't heed it any of his attention for him plan was to crush him beneath his tornado, as well as possibly destroy a bit of the arena to not only demonstrate a bit of his skills to the spectators but also to stick it to that annoying American blonde. However the wind mage was a bit taken off guard when the blue haired swordsman practically threw his blade, his only weapon in sight, directly at the tornado. Yet what surprised Vaati the most was how that blade embeds itself in flame and slice perfectly through the twister of wind. Being more adapt to in the air movement than his opponent Vaati quickly swung his arm around, using the momentum to lift his cape up and use the blade-like sharpness of that to defect the blade barely enough to not get hit at all. As Falchion landed in its owner's hand Vaati was diving down towards the ground. Indeed what tiny bit that hit Marth did so little damage that it wasn't really noteworthy. However the part of the floor, the parts where the male was when he dodged the powerful parts of the tornado (that his sword mad it split into), looks compltely wrecked and badly damaged. Maybe Vaati is going to take chaotic destructibility a bit far for this fight. "Hm, he is defnitely skilled," went through Vaati's mind as he was falling from the air. "But the fact that all he could do is throw his sword shows that he can only fight when his feet are firmly on the ground. So maybe he is a slow fighter...I could use this to my advantage," while thinking his words a blue energy ball began to appear in the effeminate male's hands. It was clear that he was charging it to fire at the moment he landed on his feet. But wait! The pale mage adjusted himself in mid-air to change his direction in mid-air and landed on top of the Electivire. "I am no Princess," the moment he finished whispering out his word Vaati fired the Electric Pulse right into the pokemon's face. A small explosion happened as the wind mage used the additional momentum of the blast, which was clearly just because the male felt like attacking Sarge's pokemon instead of trying to get a possible momentum boost, to fire himself directly at Marth. The moment he got close enough to the wandering king Vaati swung his right hand, a motion looks like he is going for a backhand slap. Perhaps he is trying to use the bit of speed and momentum gained from earlier to not only strike his opponent hard but to try to do it so quickly that he wouldn't dodge.

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(GW: Roll 15)

[Mr. Game & Watch]

The referee watched silently from his throne in the ref box just slightly above the battlefield. The wind mage made the unwise decision of planting some sort of electrified bomb into the face of one of his Pokemon. If it was any other of his pets besides Electivire he wouldn’t have been happy, but since it was the yellow yeti he couldn’t help it but to smirk at the villain’s mistake. To be fair, even those familiar with Pokemon might not know of Electivire’s Motor Drive, but that was what made the actions of the elfish individual all the more satisfying. “Moron” he muttered while rolling his eyes.

He then dropped a Pokeball on the ground next to his seat and unleashed his Raichu. The little creature saluted while awaiting for orders. “If the purple one attacks one of you again give him a tunderwave” the referee quietly commanded his minion. The Pokemon nodded and replied “Rai” then swiftly leapt into the arena, though just like Electivire kept his distance unless it was completely necessary. If it the attack actually did any damage to his Electivire then he might have commanded his troop to shut Vaati down right away, but he decided to humour the mage for his decidedly awful move.

Electivire himself emerged from the after the explosion with the feeling that he could out speed a Talonflame’s Brave Bird. It felt energized, but also rage filled that Vaati would dare to attempt to attack him. He pound his chest like an actual gorilla and was prepared to charge at the pale mystic, but before he could release himself Lt Surge commanded against it. “Electivire, stand down, she’s not worth your time.”

“WOAH! Out of all the villains I’ve seen engage in the ring I have never seen someone actually attack the referee! Ladies and germs I can tell you this match is history in the making! Don’t leave your seats! If you have to go to the bathroom it might just be worth holding it in!”

“Attacking the referee is such an illogical move though”

“Exactly! It’s stupid, so stupid that it is GENIUS!”

“Does not compute”

“AHA HA HA! See this is why you can’t have a machine do a Ballyhoo’s job, stay tuned folks! We have quite the match ahead of us!”

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I am the king without a kingdom, but that doesn't change who I am. ☒ Vaati, Game and Watch ✐ Idk ✉ Roll Result: 17 MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS

When his opponent didn't return to the ground, Marth began to grit his teeth. He didn't have many aerial attacks, so as long as Vaati was in the air, he had no way to fight him. However, when the wind mage didn't come to attack him, rather choosing to attack one of the referee's pokemon, marth was admittedly confused. But, when Vaati created a large explosion and began to rocket forward, Marth reacted quickly, sidestepping the lavender haired rocket and slashing at him again, this time using a blunt edge of the sword in an attempt to use the wind mage's speed against him! A clever attempt at a distraction, but I'm rather fast myself. He said with a grin as Falchion ignited again and he slashed at Vaati once more, the flames on his blade rocketing off it in the shape of an arc! He wasn't a fan favorite of the arena for nothing after all. He was a very tactical thinker, and that tended to lend to his favor in situations like this. His tactical mind, along with his speed, tended to lend to him being very quick on his feet, which was a good thing in this case, as Vaati was proving to be a clever opponent himself. This was going to eventually turn to a test of the minds, to see which of them was the more clever tactician. The Hero-King could already tell such a thing. He simply held faith that he could pull another win from out of nowhere again when that happened.

(GW: Roll 16)

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► WORDS ◄ ► @marth or Mr. Game & Watch◄ ► Hyped, crazy and nervous. ◄ ► I can't believe I rolled a 20, lol. ◄

» Even though flying towards Marth and trying to strike him down part of the wind mage barely noticed how the electric pokemon didn't seem affected at all "hm, electric attack seem to have no affect on it...interesting." However that thought about the pokemon was quickly taken to the back of his mind, for potential research once battle is over, as - with nimbleness that is similar to his own - Marth managed to sidestep this smack attempt. The sword swung towards him in a slashing motion yet, immediately realising that it is only the blunt edge of the sword - which won't cut him if it connects - that is aimed at him, the pale male swung the back of his hand against the blunt edge, causing the blade to go back as the mage landed both feet on the ground. "That's a good thing; an easy victory would be too boring," the effeminate combatant replied with a vastly confident grin before he saw Marth's Falchion go into flames again. This is Vaati's very first battle since arriving at the Sphere and instead of it being a test of strength or a battle between power and resourcefulness, this was tactical chess match between two intelligent competitors. "Brilliant," went through Vaati's mind as a large, confident, grin appeared on the pale male's face. Noticing that Marth's sword is going in an arc Vaati made his move. In a level of bizarreness similar to when he attacked the referee's pokemon Vaati literally runs towards Marth, drop down to lower his height - even though he is already quite smaller than his opposition - and skided on his knees until he was practically an inch or two away from the blue haired swordsman. Throughout the run, and skid, a blue aura violently wrapped itself around Vaati's right hand yet now, with himself right close to Marth, the wind mage shot the palm of his hand up...not to meet with the sword, but to instead strike the wrist of the hand that is holding Falchion. Either it temporarily disarms him or not that isn't Vaati's aim with this move, as instead this move was simply move to stop Marth's attack in its tracks. "Sidestep this," Vaati confidently said as a blue energy ball, wrapped by sparks of electricity, glowed in the palm of the mage's left hand before suddenly launching it directly at the Hero-King.

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(GW: Roll 16)

[Mr. Game & Watch]

“AHA HA HA! See just look at how this match is ramping up! We’re at the half way mark now folks hold on to yours seat because you just might slip off the edge!”

“Actually…”

“Omo, please don’t correct me on that. We need to start programing our robots to understand hyperboles better. NOW! See I told you that Vaati is no one’s fool, just look at him go! He’s definitely up to something, are you excited to see what!?”

“I don’t root for villains”

“WOAH! Omochao, I know you were developed in a different time, but you can’t just go around saying that kind of stuff! It’s offensive!”

“But he is a villain…”

“Well, I don’t like you because you’re a robot. How does that make you feel?”

“Feel?”

“Huh, I guess they forgot to put a personality component in you. Actually not that shocking. Anyways, Marth vs Vaati stay tuned!”