Scene 5: Doomed Hearts
Somewhere East of the Hero’s Base
In the emptiness of the Badlands, the eruption of a massive portal was instantly noticeable. What was more noticeable was the figure flying out of said portal in a textbook-perfect flying-spin kick. While wreathed in flames. And bellowing a massive kiai at the same time.
Domon Kasshu; The King of Hearts
The Pilot
(Would ERUPTING BURNING FINGER Zero out of existence)
Domon cracked his neck, looking around the barren area. “This is the place? Really??” he asked, shaking his head. “Hey Umbra, or anyone else, hear me?” he called out looking around.
Skreeeeeeeee
A roll of metal slats bound together with rope slammed into the ground just in front of Domon, kicking up a massive cloud of dust and obscuring Domon’s view of the surrounding area.
As the dust cleared, the roll unfurled with a sound of bells, projecting a hologram of Umbra into the air above it.
“‘Sup Domon? How ya doing?”
“Well enough I suppose,” he said looking at the hologram, “you do realize that I’m out of a Gundam right?”
“Hmm. Well, that’s a problem. Easily remedied though. Watch.”
And with a sound of roaring thunder, a blazing object burst into view, descending from the sky above as unto an angel from heaven.
In other words, it came down like the asteroid that killed the dinosaurs.
SLAM CRASH
When the dust cleared, Domon found an amazing sight: the Burning Gundam standing proudly, it’s armor gleaming in the blazing noon-day sun.
One could almost hear the brilliant ping! of sunlight reflecting off of its visor.
“Ha!” Domon said with a grin, “We’re back in business baby!” he shouted, moving over to the Gundam, getting inside the control area.
The hologram followed, “You like it?”
“Hell yes!” he said as he started to move it, “Lets get it on!” he shouted, running off into the woods.
Back in the Arena – Interlude 1
Umbra stood in front of a solitary camera in his incredibly bishonen human form. With nothing but a towel around his waist. Clearing his throat, he began.
“Hello viewers. Look at your LOHAV/H fic. Now back to mine. Now back to your fic. Now back to mine.”
Smirking slightly, he continued.
“Sadly, it isn’t mine. But if you stopped using poorly written prose and started crossing over with other writers, it could look like mine.”
“Look down; what’s in your hand? Back to me; I have it! -VWORPLE- It’s the best gaming computer you nerds could ever buy!”
“Look down. Back up. The Computer is now -VWORPLE- best pony! Anything is possible if you stop using terrible prose and start writing with other authors.”
VWORPLE
“I’m on a horse.”
“Get off of me, Umbra!”
“Hush, purple smart. I’m in charge now.”
“WHY YOU LITTLE–”
WE ARE EXPERIENCING TECHNICAL DIFFICULTIES
Back in Teridax’s Forest o’ Doom
Teridax just stared at one of the screens dangling in front of him. He could count the number of competent allies he had on one hand. The Lich king, Dominus and Freddy were competent enough allies, but why, WHY was there a Lelouch?
“Alright, alright. The situation is still salvageable.” The heart on his chest pulsed a bit, a bit more green light trickling into the device. He tapped it distractedly. “Need more time… need more time… need HIM to be here…”
As it had with so many others, a whistling noise cut through Teridax’s own thoughts. Looking up in surprise, he noted a small object hurtling towards him at sub-orbital velocities. Catching it, he saw it was a Makuta Stone of all things. With a message engraved onto it, no less. Undoubtedly from Umbra. Teridax snorted at the stone’s appearance, reading the message to himself. “The irony of this message appearing in this way is not lost on me, Umbra.”
“Good Day, sir. Welcome to Battle World 1. There is a network of tunnels underneath this absolutely lovely forest of yours. No one else knows of them. They lead nigh everywhere in this Badland, so use them as you will. Massive deposits of energized protodermis six feet behind you and six hundred feet straight down. Use that how you will.
-Umbra”
Teridax looked at the probe for a while, before nodding. Without even moving, he phased downwards, entering the tunnels. He appraised them, before grudgingly nodding his approval. “At least you are neutral in this conflict, Umbra. But I still need more time before this will work.”
The heart-shaped device grew a little brighter, and he tapped it with a massive finger. “As soon as he appears, it won’t matter who wins or loses… I will always win.”
With a smirk spelled out in his body language, he pulled out a crystal orb, and started tapping it, watching it zoom in on various places on the universe. “Well, now. This looks interesting…”
Somewhere East of the Hero’s Base
In the emptiness of the Badlands, the eruption of a massive portal was instantly noticeable. What was more noticeable was the figure flying out of said portal in a textbook-perfect flying-spin kick. While wreathed in flames. And bellowing a massive kiai at the same time.
Domon Kasshu; The King of Hearts
The Pilot
(Would ERUPTING BURNING FINGER Zero out of existence)
Domon cracked his neck, looking around the barren area. “This is the place? Really??” he asked, shaking his head. “Hey Umbra, or anyone else, hear me?” he called out looking around.
Skreeeeeeeee
A roll of metal slats bound together with rope slammed into the ground just in front of Domon, kicking up a massive cloud of dust and obscuring Domon’s view of the surrounding area.
As the dust cleared, the roll unfurled with a sound of bells, projecting a hologram of Umbra into the air above it.
“‘Sup Domon? How ya doing?”
“Well enough I suppose,” he said looking at the hologram, “you do realize that I’m out of a Gundam right?”
“Hmm. Well, that’s a problem. Easily remedied though. Watch.”
And with a sound of roaring thunder, a blazing object burst into view, descending from the sky above as unto an angel from heaven.
In other words, it came down like the asteroid that killed the dinosaurs.
SLAM CRASH
When the dust cleared, Domon found an amazing sight: the Burning Gundam standing proudly, it’s armor gleaming in the blazing noon-day sun.
One could almost hear the brilliant ping! of sunlight reflecting off of its visor.
“Ha!” Domon said with a grin, “We’re back in business baby!” he shouted, moving over to the Gundam, getting inside the control area.
The hologram followed, “You like it?”
“Hell yes!” he said as he started to move it, “Lets get it on!” he shouted, running off into the woods.
Back in the Arena – Interlude 1
Umbra stood in front of a solitary camera in his incredibly bishonen human form. With nothing but a towel around his waist. Clearing his throat, he began.
“Hello viewers. Look at your LOHAV/H fic. Now back to mine. Now back to your fic. Now back to mine.”
Smirking slightly, he continued.
“Sadly, it isn’t mine. But if you stopped using poorly written prose and started crossing over with other writers, it could look like mine.”
“Look down; what’s in your hand? Back to me; I have it! -VWORPLE- It’s the best gaming computer you nerds could ever buy!”
“Look down. Back up. The Computer is now -VWORPLE- best pony! Anything is possible if you stop using terrible prose and start writing with other authors.”
VWORPLE
“I’m on a horse.”
“Get off of me, Umbra!”
“Hush, purple smart. I’m in charge now.”
“WHY YOU LITTLE–”
WE ARE EXPERIENCING TECHNICAL DIFFICULTIES
Back in Teridax’s Forest o’ Doom
Teridax just stared at one of the screens dangling in front of him. He could count the number of competent allies he had on one hand. The Lich king, Dominus and Freddy were competent enough allies, but why, WHY was there a Lelouch?
“Alright, alright. The situation is still salvageable.” The heart on his chest pulsed a bit, a bit more green light trickling into the device. He tapped it distractedly. “Need more time… need more time… need HIM to be here…”
As it had with so many others, a whistling noise cut through Teridax’s own thoughts. Looking up in surprise, he noted a small object hurtling towards him at sub-orbital velocities. Catching it, he saw it was a Makuta Stone of all things. With a message engraved onto it, no less. Undoubtedly from Umbra. Teridax snorted at the stone’s appearance, reading the message to himself. “The irony of this message appearing in this way is not lost on me, Umbra.”
“Good Day, sir. Welcome to Battle World 1. There is a network of tunnels underneath this absolutely lovely forest of yours. No one else knows of them. They lead nigh everywhere in this Badland, so use them as you will. Massive deposits of energized protodermis six feet behind you and six hundred feet straight down. Use that how you will.
-Umbra”
Teridax looked at the probe for a while, before nodding. Without even moving, he phased downwards, entering the tunnels. He appraised them, before grudgingly nodding his approval. “At least you are neutral in this conflict, Umbra. But I still need more time before this will work.”
The heart-shaped device grew a little brighter, and he tapped it with a massive finger. “As soon as he appears, it won’t matter who wins or loses… I will always win.”
With a smirk spelled out in his body language, he pulled out a crystal orb, and started tapping it, watching it zoom in on various places on the universe. “Well, now. This looks interesting…”