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Post by Lydia Andersen on Oct 14, 2018 3:12:49 GMT -5
Lydia spent the entire duration of the combat sitting on a bench. Due to her irreplaceable position inside Eden things like these battles were a major distraction to her and were representing additional burdens on top of her workload, which by itself was burdening enough. However, much to her liking this entire battle has ended rather quickly; undoubtedly, Tank Stryker was going to claim victory in the combat. Without observing the fight entirely Lydia performed minor calculations on possible outcomes and only instances in which Tank would lose, according to the calculations, would be if he let it happen. With Destruction's defeat Lydia was overflowed with utter joy as she could, finally, leave this prison of nonsense set up for purpose of gods' entertainment. Many students were waiting for their exams to be graded and wasting time here was not to her benefit in the slightest; she only arrived because Maste asked politely with a highlight on its importance- Lydia could not say 'no' to her Bakugan's wishes.
With the event finished it was announced that the winning team could ask for their compensations. For Allen, Tracy and Lydia it was, more-or-less, a matter of receiving free wishes for standing/sitting near the battlefield and spectating/sleeping/working. Though, Lydia was not going to pass it up just because she did not rightfully deserve it. However, in her eyes Maste's wishes bear more importance as she is more knowledgeable than Lydia herself. Maste appeared to be absent from the moment this started- her presence could not be sensed either. All of a sudden, her form emerged from the shadow on the ground created by Lydia's body. She spread her magnificent wings as she took flight and faced Genesis Dragonoid and Dharaknoid.
"Gods..." She addressed them. "My name is Aariyis, called 'Maste' by many. I am a half-Bakugan and I serve the righteous gods of Balance and Chaos. One of the tasks gods bestowed upon me was to evaluate the actions of creatures with peculiar powers and act accordingly. Peculiar powers include Reality Shifters and according to my evaluations it is a threat to existence itself if we allow them to run rampant across realities and universes while handling their powers with such lack of responsibility. If it was not for this... event you have created I would have acted on my own- captured them, if necessary taken their powers away or... in worst case- exterminate them. While some are under impression they are immortal I would argue such statements. With your rules present here I will not resort to such actions, but instead I have a humble request. Limit their powers. Those who wield their own powers irresponsibly, endangering the worlds should not be allowed to use those powers to full extent. Limitation to reality-travel, bending realities, creating or destroying them... I am certain magnificent Dharaknoid would be more than happy to lay out such punishments upon these wicked creatures." Maste explained her position as a Bakugan and requested of the gods for a limitation. With her 'Existence Manipulation' she is capable of some things similar to Reality Shifters, but she knows some lines should never be crossed.
"Uh... I suppose it would be much to ask for world peace here on Earth?" Lydia gently giggled implying her own wish.
"Hmm? Would you rather not ask for something for yourself, child?" Maste inquired.
"Well, uh... this IS for me in a way. Though, I get the feeling it does not work this way." Lydia responded and briefly bowed to the gods as she made her request.
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Post by uselessloserinfinty on Oct 14, 2018 5:11:53 GMT -5
Ivan frowned. He quickly burned himself free from Grimms bindings. He was to say the least, utterly bummed out. Not only was the other team looking super cool, but Ivan himself was deemed so unworthy that his entire presence as a whole was going unacknowledged.
“This sucks. He sighed. As he spoke to Jasper, his Ventus Defender, popped out taking a seat on his right shoulder.
“Do not worry, despite you defeat I sense an opportunity to improve.” Ivan gave him a look of complete despair as he spoke to his friend.
“That is if were even around, the other team hates us.” Ivan whined. He was close to tears, his thirst having a huge lump in it as he choked back on the tears.
“Dude are you crying?!” Jasper barked. Ivan wipes his eyes.
“NO!” He replied in a comedic way. Ivan turned to Atom. “Let’s just go home.”
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Post by Blaze Hayes on Oct 14, 2018 5:28:09 GMT -5
Blaze had been quiet the whole time as she watched with Prirad on her shoulder. With what had happened she calmed down so she stood up and stepped forward. "I have had time to think. I first of all want the opponent I faced to know I'm sorry for what I said and I didn't mean it." Blaze then bowed her head towards Noland's direction.
She then sighed and continued talking, "It is surprising at what my team has done with what I had to face back home. On top of this I know I have a realital gene. However, I promice I shall do my best to keep my world in check without using gene unless needed. I do wish I could learn from my opponents and train with them..."
She then paused as she shook her head. "But I also know that wouldn't be allowed. So...to my oppon- no...to my allies if you'll let call you that. Good luck with your future." She then bowed her head respectfully. With that done she went back to where she was and didn't bother talking to her team. She didn't even know what to say to them.
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Post by Merchant on Oct 14, 2018 7:55:03 GMT -5
Grimm has been silent. Serperios raises one of his heads and brings it near him. "You are think. I don't like it. You have complaints really please don't." Grimm doesn't respond. "Oh it is that level of thinking. I'm just going to wait for the explosion."
Grimm is still continuously quiet. Then the bickering between the dumb god of destruction who can't hide for shit to the wants to know more bakugan. Ivan escaping and whining. Then a chaos god appears requesting the limiting of transporting between dimension. The god of creation wanting the god of destruction to break something. Blaze apologizing when she need not too. If anybody was paying attention to Grimm they would see his cape has turned red from black.
"Serperios make me loud."
"I really shouldn't."
"Now."
"Don't say I didn't warn you." Serperios uses his control over sound to increase Grimm's volume.
"WILL ALL OF YOU SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Grimm yells with Serperios sound boost. "First. Yes Maste I understand your request. We will try to be careful. Blaze you have no need to apologize. Ivan learn from the experience of what you watched. The lastly. I'm more with Tracey." Grimm stands in front of Kendrick. What is with the new tune. I be a pest and make people suffer. My thing because I fucking HATE PEOPLE! Is now a fucking threat. SOOOOOO GOOD! I should feel honored. Fuck you. You are supposed to be the smart guy. Just fucking ask me to not come to your dimension. I would be more that happy to never step foot in there. Next I don't want to forget about the resistors because I want round two when it fucking happens. Tracey. Chill. I'm happy for you defending me but don't defend Destruction. He really doesn't deserve it in fact." Grimm snaps his fingers and the cuffs on Destruction are gone and in his hands. The thing keeping Destruction in reality in now no longer on him. "I'm more than happy to be rid of you Destruction. Lastly if the god of Destruction doesn't want to break something then he fucking deal. The last thing I need right now is my mind to be fucked with because of my actions. I'm the guy who goes for more fitting punishments. I just want to be done and over with this. So my last thing. I'm owe Tracy for trying to defend me. Her gift. A free party on my home base. There will be an all you can eat special. For the resistors that is my gift for their victory. And lastly. Genesis. Please in all your name and glory. DO NOT WIPE MY MIND!" Steam is rising from Grimm as he breaths heavily for he spoke without breaking.
"Are you finish?" Serperios says as he walks over to the guy.
"I'm exhausted mentally."
"And you must have been really annoyed to yell at gods."
"Fuck the fact they are gods. Anything that calls itself a god is more childish than me. And that is fucking saying something."
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Post by Kendrick Hardy on Oct 15, 2018 2:28:57 GMT -5
"...I didn't say anything yet..." Kendrick face-palmed.
The Dharaknoid paused for a moment after hearing Grimm's outburst. Using the same expanded presence technique as his brother, Dharak was staring at Grimm in anticipation of doing something to him while pondering over the request from Maste at the same time. He looked at Genesis and Wavern, then looked at Grimm. He looked at the goody two shoes one more time before saying anything.
"You know my brother is sick of you when even he wants me to destroy you..." Dharak sighed. "I think we've all heard enough to get the idea of what needs to happen. Get your asses over here, all of you." The mouths on his shoulders opened up. They produced a suction that pulled Grimm, Ivan, Atom, and the Destruction over to him. The mouths then clamped down on them, but did so without using their teeth. The Destruction's so-called Death Touch didn't seem to affect Dharak in the slightest.
"You see that lovely lady down there?" Dharak asked them, pointing to Maste. "Guess what? She doesn't like what you're doing. Guess what else? I don't like what you're doing, and when I don't like it, you know you're fucked. You can thank her for the way she worded her request, because now I get to do whatever the fuck I want as long as you're limited in some way."
"Do you even comprehend what she means by 'limiting' their powers?" Wavern questioned.
"Yes. She means limit their powers and to have me shut you up permanently if you keep insulting me indirectly."
"Awww. You almost had the right answer. Spoke a little too much there."
"And we all wonder why Naga tells us he doesn't have a sister." This comment clearly pissed Wavern off, because she growled very loudly. "Finally. That sounds a lot better than hearing you talk. Now keep it down."
The mouths mounted on Dharak's shoulders started sucking in energy from the four victims. This process only took three seconds. Loud gulping could be heard coming from the mouths, which should signify that something was taken away. The poor saps were set back down on their island.
As an extra measure, Dharak's eyes glowed in red. He mumbled some words in ancient Vestroian language for about five seconds. He returned to normal afterwards.
"Those peons won't be having ANYTHING to do with your world anymore. Since we're already fucked, I decided to limit their overall usage of their reality-based abilities, so they can only make about half the trips as usual. Also, that last bit where you heard me talking was making this stipulation multiversal, so anything else that can do these things will be limited...including you by extension," Dharak informed Maste.
"NOW, please tell me there's something one of you wants me to destroy."
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Post by Atom on Oct 15, 2018 8:07:01 GMT -5
Destruction vanished moments after Dharak had put us back where we were before he reduced our abilities. I sighed. "Great. Just great." I looked at Grimm. "You just HAD to remove the one thing keeping him in this Reality where he could be contained, didn't you." I shook my head. "And assuming Dharak did what he said he did, which is a really, really safe assumption, it's going to be even harder to keep him in check." Leo opened up in front of me.
"It could be worse." He said. "He could've taken everything we can do." He looked at the others. "Or, at least, for us that's how it played out. The others probably weren't as effected as us, given the fact that none of them actually know how to leave the Reality."
"I suppose." I replied. I put the Goddess Harp in my pocket, then got back up. "I just hope that the rest of them don't ask for more restrictions on our power. It's bad enough with how much more difficult it'll be to slow down Destruction and anything he can throw at us." I looked over at the other team and hoped against hope that they didn't ask for any more restrictions on our power.
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Post by Noland Hardy on Oct 15, 2018 9:14:12 GMT -5
"To be fair, you probably should be limited even more than that," Noland replied to Atom's concern. "You have an awesome power that, when abused, can cause untold damage to a universe. Now that whatever you guys do excludes us, the Destruction and anyone else like him aren't our problems anymore. Based on what I was hearing, we'll be having enough problems on our end, so cutting that out gets rid of a lot of pressure."
"'With great power comes great responsibility.' Vince always said stuff like that.." Drago remembered. "The way I see it, nothing really happened to you guys as long as you learn to be responsible with it. Your nemesis could really learn a thing or two about that as well. Good luck with that, by the way..."
With that being taken care of, Noland could finally be selfish and ask for something that'll benefit him. Then he thought about how Dharak took Maste's request and considered wording it in such a way that multiple people gets something out of it.
"Hm...you know what...? I never really thought we would get this opportunity. We could just ask Dharak to erase Crimson and the Chrono Elite..."
"That sounds AMAZING. I'm down with that," Dharak cheesed.
"Is that considered 'reasonable' though?" Drago wondered.
"That sounds perfectly reasonable to me."
"That's a little extreme," Genesis Dragonoid thought. "While they are one of the more prominent terrorist organizations on your world, they are not the only ones. There's going to be plenty more that rises when they fall. You also have to consider how many organizations might get bold and rise up if a power like Crimson's falls."
"Do you ALWAYS have to comment on EVERYTHING? Just let him wish for it! Master Blaze, just ask for me to erase ALL of those organizations! Done deal!"
"Weren't you gonna blow us up anyway?" Noland wondered.
"...He did imply he was going to do SOMETHING."
"Look, think of it this way. You ask for me to destroy them now, and the toxicity levels of your Earth will go down enough that'll keep me away for at least a century. The way things are going now, I'll be able to show up there personally in as little as 5 years. No more Doom Card shenanigans; I'm talking about ME being there. That's a huge difference, my boy. There'll be millions dead if you don't act now, hero! And get a load of this! My brother CAN'T cancel out my power IF you request it now due to HIS conditions! This is a once in a lifetime opportunity!"
"...When he puts it like that..." Drago was now very tempted to ask for it.
"Okay. Someone else go. I have to think about this one."
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Post by Lydia Andersen on Oct 15, 2018 12:02:13 GMT -5
"Please, refrain from resorting to such irresponsible actions." Maste interrupted the conversation between the Resistor and Dharak. She was not pleased with the perspective those two had in mind regarding the Chrono Elite. Another issue at hand was general belief that because of one's godly capabilities they could outright kill all members of Chrono Elite who have no godly heritage or counters to godly abilities. Due to the power of Erebos, mythical Bakugan fused with a high-rank Maverick Crimson is, virtually, immune to instant death and same goes for high-ranking Chrono Elite members under Erebos's protection. Due to Erebos's godly heritage combined with mixed powers of gods' battles in the past which reside within Maverick virus he is capable of countering divine forces themselves. One way to break through this would be to directly face Erebos and defeat him which would cause the anti-divine protection to wear off. Though, topic of defeating him is a whole different matter which is easier said than done- with the power scale of this creature it alone can pose a threat to Six Lost Generals.
Not to mention the wicked power of Null Helios who could easily detect godly power being used and then combine it with Erebos's anti-divine protection to reuse such power against anyone else- that would imply he could instantly wipe out the planet's population if Dharak's power was to backfire. There was no point in such overconfidence.
However, Maste was not going to say this out loud as Dharak and many others here would take it as a challenge rather than a reasonable warning. She was going to deal with that from an entirely different viewpoint which held significant value for the planet. "Such action is not as simple as you think. Many humans and Bakugans have sided with Chrono Elite while they do not bear the title of Chrono Elite or 'terrorists'; they merely work in shadows..." Maste said.
"Such as... some members of T.E.C., but we are not allowed to openly speak of it." Lydia said in slight disappointment. T.E.C. is a powerful organization responsible for many technological breakthroughs, but at the same time some of the higher-ups have decided to secretly side with Chrono Elite and due to consequences this may cause the information was not made public. "I believe they are in possession of countermeasures in case of Crimson's defeat- I fear to imagine what consequences it could bear if Crimson was suddenly defeated." Maste said.
"In addition, they are definitely in possession of artifacts and technologies yet unknown to many. Defeating them ourselves while taking care of the inner corruption will provide us with invaluable knowledge that could be used for preventions of further conflicts in future. Crimson's Null Helios and Erebos might allow us insight into their creation and world if they are left alive under appropriate surveillance." Maste argued. She wanted to take this the hard way instead of the easy way for obvious reasons. Useful utilities Earth could obtain and progress if this is taken care of cautiously could push humanity further past its technological limits.
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Post by Petra Colburn on Oct 15, 2018 12:07:59 GMT -5
"Uh, unless you wish for every person with evil intents in the universe to die and then for all their goodies to be handed to you. That's an easy one." Petra jokingly argued with Maste. Though, she did have a point in a way- gods were definitely capable of such action; they could eliminate all evil people and Bakugans from the planet and then wish for all the technologies and knowledge to be revealed. That would be far simpler than fighting, but even Petra knew it was not as simple as it sounded; gods would have discord in those terms and, according to many Bakugans granted divine powers, a balance must sustain. Both light and darkness must be in balance for the world to function properly... or whatever.
Petra looked at Genesis Dragonoid. "Oi, big dude." She shouted. "I've got a wish."
The nature of Petra's original wish was something she was certain Genesis Dragonoid would refuse to do so she had to think of something else quickly. Normally, one would imagine she would treat herself with goodies or ask for an immense amount of power, but she had certain things she intended to keep private from the rest of the group. "Can I... tell you that in private? It ain't somethin' they should listen to." She asked of the god.
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Post by Noland Hardy on Oct 15, 2018 12:40:56 GMT -5
"While it can be deemed irresponsible, I have to say. Part of your logic in mentioning that is flawed," Wavern spoke up. Unbeknownst to them, she was constantly reading their thoughts to see if she should suggest any alternative ideas to things that can be deemed "unreasonable." "Divine strength isn't basic. There ARE different levels of it. The two original Bakugan are at a level far beyond comprehension, so powers made to counter or reuse godly power cannot get you very far when a being so high up is involved. Crimson's capabilities are quite remarkable, but his power is insufficient to resist Dharak if he were to cast judgment upon him. The only ways for him to survive would be to be on the same level as Dharak or Genesis, or - in the very rare case - be able to exist outside of everything; however, in the latter case, that's when my brother gets involved... Anyway, in this case, if the wish was made, then it's over for him. Other than that, I do agree."
"Wait...you're saying that there was the thought that I couldn't destroy someone? That's far from a funny joke, but whatever. Think what you want. I always have the last laugh. ALWAYS," Dharak shrugged. "So...is that a yes to erasing all of those beings or what? I'm getting impatient just thinking about it."
"Are you sure you're not gonna destroy us in five years IF I wish for it?" Noland asked. He was still unsure of Dharak's sincerity.
"I always keep my word," Dharak stated. Genesis Dragonoid started laughing when he heard that being said, because he knew all Dharak was spewing was bullshit.
"You lied earlier about your own powers. Do you think he's stupid enough to believe that?" Genesis asked him.
"I'm a pretty honest Dharak when it comes to those things."
"If whoever's in charge doesn't deal with Crimson and his goons in five years, I'm wishing for it," Drago decided. "I couldn't care less about the irresponsibility if it means I don't have to get erased by this guy. Those bastards on Earth may as well consider themselves lucky I don't wish for them ALL to be erased."
"I'm gonna let the lack of honorifics slide just because you make so much sense right now. Someone get this Dragonoid an outlook of what things look like five years from now."
While those two were still talking about extreme actions, Wavern decided to hear Petra out. Of course, she already knows what she's going to ask for the same reason why she knew about Maste's unmentioned details. "Okay. Standby..."
Wavern linked Petra and Genesis' minds together so they can speak telepathically. She barred everyone else from listening, including herself. Even though that's futile since she already knows, she still wanted to maintain that level of privacy that she's asking for. Meanwhile...
"Alright. You want to know? I'll show you, and then you make your wish, okay?" Wavern surrendered. "Just know if you don't wish for it, I'm wiping your memory of what you see."
"What will you have me do, Ms. Colburn?" Genesis wondered.
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Post by Petra Colburn on Oct 15, 2018 16:33:34 GMT -5
"It's a bit awkward to ask that of a stranger..." Petra hesitated.
She gulped at the thought. While rash and open in a conversation there were some facts of her private life that would, certainly, make anyone and especially her very uncomfortable. As a child she experienced a heartbreaking trauma that left her in bed for a couple of weeks due to a sudden shock. She and her mother shared a sad destiny of living with a man whose love was purely in alcohol and gambling... perhaps even other questionable substances and activities. Domestic abuse, bar fights, theft, damage of public property... you name it. Petra's mother made sure child would stay with the teacher rather than being home and get beaten by a drunkard who lost in poker and came back home on heroin to release his anger on the innocent family. Since family was not doing their best with the incomes it was not an option to seek help; there was also fear that the man would find them. They were somehow bearing it until one day he came back home with a man in a suit whose identity is yet to be confirmed. If he could not show how much he did not care for either his wife or daughter before then he certainly showed it at that moment- allowing the man in black to take Petra away as a payment since he entered a gamble without closely enough money to back it up.
"You see, my mother..." Petra gulped again.
She has been hiding it for a while- mother brought the gun from a drawer and yelled for Petra to run to the teacher's house. The child ran far and fast with only the sound of gunshots in her home. Due to the shock Petra received she grew up with a condition... one could call it 'selective memory', but there were various factors Lydia Andersen discovered through observation. Petra grew under the impression her mother was hurt, but for some irrational reason she could not just go and find or visit her- almost as if her brain would freeze at that thought and change the topic. Perhaps it was her mind trying to comprehend the fact that mother... was long gone and at the same time trying to overcome the conditions of selective memory.
Mother was attacked by her own husband and by the man in black. She ended her husband's life, but she was shot by the man who came to their house. Both Petra's parents were dead and the man was gone- never to be found. Past few months it started coming back due to a very delicate therapy she started taking from Irene Almstedt, President of Eden, herself. And due to that she had a very hard time because feeling of weakness and helplessness briefly began to turn into bloodlust and desire for vengeance which was, thankfully, shut down with hard work of the president.
"...She died to so I could live... I never got to say 'thank you'..." Petra muttered in her own head in front of Genesis Dragonoid. "...No resurrections..." She muttered in disappointment at the rule, but she was responsible enough not to beg for such thing. "... Can you let me see her? Just once? If not- can you, at least, tell her 'thank you' for me?" Petra asked.
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Post by Noland Hardy on Oct 16, 2018 1:12:43 GMT -5
"..." Ordinarily, Genesis Dragonoid wouldn't allow what Petra is asking for. The only thing preventing him from refusing to comply with that request was that there was the lost opportunity for her to properly say goodbye.
"When I return you to your world, just call my name whenever you're ready. She will have 24 hours with you, and then she'll return from where she came," Genesis instructed. "DO NOT attempt to keep her there for over 24 hours, not even for a second. 'Death' is a real being. Any captured souls that have been out for longer than instructed will cause the said soul to fade from existence. He WILL NOT be pleased by the person or people responsible for the loss either."
"With that being said...your wish is granted."
While that was going on, Wavern was hovering over Noland and Drago. The boys were being showed the future so they could determine what the best choice for them was. Whatever consequence it brought was not her concern. She could only show them, and then they do what they do.
"Your decision?" Wavern wondered.
"Uh..." Drago wasn't really sure what he saw...
"So...Dharak sir..."
"You're not going to do it. I know," he knew.
"...Sorry..."
"Thanks for considering it, at least."
Wavern then wiped out any traces of memory Noland and Drago had of what they saw. She nodded in approval of their decision, since that is what she would have done.
"Eh, I might as well be selfish since I don't wanna affect anything major. Wavern, would it be possible for you to make some kind of virtual reality system that'll let us relive past battles?"
"It is possible," Wavern answered.
"Okay. That's my wish then, please?"
"Granted. You'll find all of the instructions on your BrawlX. Make sure to back it up so you don't lose it."
"Niiiice."
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Post by Lydia Andersen on Oct 16, 2018 2:51:25 GMT -5
"Excuse me... would gods like yourselves have any contact with Achron?" Lydia inquired.
Lydia's life and her whole family's life is closely tied to Achron's plans, but not to Achron itself. From what she learned during her research Achron has a tradition which occurs every 100 years in which they handpick female members of various different races and give them the Mother Core. Mother Core does not give power to the carrier, but when carrier gives birth children are granted various powers based on the domain of a god whose power was used to create Mother Core. Multiple domains may exist. That happened to Jennifer Andersen who was also handpicked and all three children are from different domains of power where Lydia represents the strongest one. However, Achron cannot simply be accessed... only godly creatures and several individuals may come in contact with that planet inhabited by gods' descendants and creations. Lydia was curious if she could visit Achron with help of Genesis Dragonoid so she could see how their technology and powers work and if they could teach her things- of course, their technology is beyond human comprehension, but perhaps Lydia would be capable of figuring something out.
Anyways, the reason why the tradition happens is that Achron were known to be 'peacemakers' of the universe, but with more and more races coming up it is hard to keep everything in check. For that reason they give powers to certain inhabitants to help keep the peace. With Earth it did not work out so well considering Andersen family did not have the best time. Vestal had their own, but those moved to Advent's home planet since they despised Vestal. Advent only has 2 people with these powers and each from different mothers. Gundalia- that information is unknown.
"If you could talk to them for me and convince them to grant me their audience I would be most grateful! Even if they decline it's okay." Lydia asked.
"..." Maste simply stared at Lydia- she did not expect such wish and was not entirely pleased Lydia would visit Achron. After all, Maste comes from Achron as a half-Bakugan and visiting that planet requires many procedures if you are not invited by yourself. Since there is only one Achron across the worlds and realities there must be greater importance in their existence. Though, they are not exactly open-minded towards visitors so perhaps Genesis Dragonoid could talk with them since he is a god.
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Post by Noland Hardy on Nov 3, 2018 23:42:28 GMT -5
Genesis Dragonoid turned to Wavern once he heard Lydia mention the name of that race. From the look on his face, he wanted her to do something.
"Right..." She targeted everyone on the Reality Shifters and made sure their memory was set back to how it was before Lydia spoke.
"I believe it's about time I send them packing before they hear anything else they're not supposed to know about," the Dharaknoid sighed. Purple auras surrounded all of their bodies as he prepped the transfer. "Behave yourselves...or else."
With that, the Reality Shifters were sent back to their world where they would likely start to have better control of their powers. More importantly, they might have learned a thing or two. MAYBE.
"...You all seem good-natured, so I'll let you all in on a little secret. Don't tell anyone, or I'll destroy you," Dharak offered. "Achron is one of the few 'higher societies' in the multiverse. Whenever we can keep the identities of those societies hidden, we do. Some people DO NOT need to know that they exist. We prefer it to be kept that way after a...certain idiot decided to proclaim his Bakugan as being related to Genesis and I and had the audacity to make an attempt on our lives." Dharak was directly referencing Xecarlos, the big bad of the universe where the Equilibrians resided. This may also imply that the Olympians from Calvin's universe is another one of these societies.
"You all thought the Hurranians were sickening... You have no idea about this guy..." Genesis complained. "Anyway, our grievances aside... Wavern or Naga will do that. Dharak and I will not. What you heard him say is exactly why we don't talk to them. There are only three types of these civilizations. There are those who proclaim themselves as gods and interfere with OUR species as if we're animals, believe that their 'gods' are above us and can ignore anything we say, or they try to abuse their power and take over the multiverse. Achron falls under one of those categories, so...we avoid them to keep the peace...for now."
"As I've been recently told, us White Ones have contact with every corner of the multiverse, so I should be able to establish contact," Wavern noted. "We can't promise anything though, because - as Genesis made clear - these civilizations are on a blacklist and outside contacts are rarely entertained, even if it is one of their own."
"One of the very few things we all agree on is that they can kiss my ass," Dharak mentioned. "Alright. Now that you have that, it's time to send you all back. You've been here long enough, and at this rate, you'll be here for an eternity if you all don't hurry up with your wishes. It'll benefit everyone's time if we just grant them whenever you come up with them. At least you don't have to come up with one on the spot now."
The same aura that covered the Reality Shifters from before covered this squad as well. Before getting them out of here: "One more thing," Dharak started. "This is the most interaction I've ever had with mortals in all of history, so forgive me if I sounded pompous or whatnot. I was born to embody destruction and I'm used to being around other gods, so that's just how I am. I doubt you'd ever ask for me over my brother for obvious reasons, but...for what it's worth, if you EVER require me to fuck shit up, there's information on how to get me to come in the Vestroian Archives. As for how to find that..."
"...you'll have to figure that out yourself." Dharak then sent everyone back to FedEx Field at the same time they left it.
"We will remain in contact before the Collision happens... Until next time..." Genesis Dragonoid departed.
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Post by Noland Hardy on Nov 24, 2018 19:22:00 GMT -5
The next day...
Noland was in his room talking to Drago about a very "important" topic. It was so "important" that he was going to wait until Seiki got to where they were training at before he decided to leave. Very professional, he knows.
"So...that Blaze girl had me thinking... Is 'Shield' or whatever some counterpart of the Silver Knights in their universe? Or...is Blaze the female version of me since she has an oddly powerful Dragonoid just like you? Nah, that can't be right... Weird questions?" Noland wondered.
"...No, no. Keep going..." Drago sighed.
"You think we could have Yita make some type of virtual reality where we could be Reality Shifters, but...you know, actually do something that can make us strong?"
"That's fucked up, dude."
"What? Tank said it..."
"They only have a juvenile understanding of their powers. They could become quite formidable in the future...except we won't have to deal with that anymore due to the Dharaknoid barring them from our universe."
"I kinda wish he didn't get all of them with that since some of them were actually cool, but...I can see why it had to happen. Oh well. I'm sure one of them is going to find a way to defy the gods once more. It always happens."
"Speaking of which...how about this secretive bastard we're supposed to be training?"
"And you're getting on me for what I'm saying..."
"This one's different. We shouldn't have heard that from Wavern first. Who knows what that bird did in that other universe."
"Wyvern, and I'm sure there's a good reason for it... Wait until we see what they say about it, then we start the shaming. Deal?"
"...Alright."
"Right on time too." Noland and Drago "jumped" to Sausalito, California. They were right next to the Golden Gate Bridge. Seiki and Ahio were going to be training their ability to vibrate molecules at a very high frequency. Since it was cold around that area, it was perfect for getting them uncomfortable so they could grow. Before that...
"You traveled to another universe. Explain how and why," he gunned.
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