Video Game: Kingdom Hearts SOS: The Road To Light

As the room began filling more and more with water, Glen found it both awe-inspiring and extremely surprising that nobody had actually fallen over. Acting far too fast for a novice writer such as myself to keep up with, Glen split apart 3 brooms in such a magical fashion mere words cannot describe the amazingness of it, so use your imagination. Now, things were going far too slowly, so clearly the path to victory was to abuse thunder, nothing could possibly go wrong with that! Holding his keyblade into the air which now looked like a badass as hell sword, the boy started charging up a thunder spell, because standing there channeling a spell makes it at least ten times as powerful, and looks cooler too, but before he could complete the spell, one of the reformed brooms stormed past him, hitting him in the back of the head with a bucket full of water and causing Glen to fall face down in the water.

165 words, 8 exp earned.
102/150 brooms

 

The room that had been barely flooded when they got into this room was now basically an indoor pool. This whole problem of room flooding wasn't really as dire as the gang probably thought it was to begin with. Actually, no one probably thought it was dire at all. And it wasn't even their problem at all to begin with. It was the mouse book thief Mickey's. And for someone who had decided that this was the proper course of action, he had done surprisingly nothing this entire time. Regardless, the water that was filling the room was starting to become a real problem and he needed to go and make it better. Killing the brooms was not going to make that go by any easier, and so his now mental dry erase board was going to be swapped out with something with a little more processing power. Fitting in his mental Smart Board, Stratos went to go think of how to get the water out of the room. First, was examination of his surroundings. The room was fairly circular, and there was some furniture, though, it was basically all soaked and probably needed replacing at this point. However there was something that caught his eye.

There was a window in the room. And with a window in this room, that meant there was an exit for this water to flow through that lead out of the building. Leaking downward was still an option. In fact, the water had been flooding out of the door they came in through the entire time. Holy **** that was a lot of water if it was still knee deep after all of this. Regardless, Stratos was now going in to remove some of the water with more magic power. Wait, but he didn't have any mp after his whole blizzard magic stunt. Which meant he needed some way to get mp back. Looking over at the table that had been flipped earlier, he walked over to it and summoned his keyblade. Using it, he started to beat the ever loving **** out of the table, making it break apart after a few swings. That wasn't nearly enough yet. He needed to keep pushing the envelope even more. Surprisingly, the table didn't reform and replicate when it broke. Instead it just...stayed broken. Well that was handy. He continued to break the table in until he had finally got all of his mp back. Awesome.

Meanwhile, Kaida had started to go in and do her own thing. She had managed to join the insane keyblade pose in breaking the brooms and having them regenerate. After yelling at the brooms, and breaking them once more, Stratos reassured her by saying, "don't worry. I'm sure if we keep on just doing the same thing, we'll win eventually. These brooms can't regenerate forever...right?" Oh please lord, he was hoping that there would be an end to this at some point. Then there was Glen, who seemed like he was about to do something legitimately impressive...and then was knocked out by a broom and he was sent face first into the water. Stratos briefly thought that he should probably go and do something about that. But before anything could be done about that there were brooms to break! And by that he meant, walking over to Glen, slipping on the water, falling on a broom, breaking it in half, and causing a domino effect of brooms to just continually be broken until seven were broken, and seven were reformed from those broken ones. Well this was just all fine and dandy.

605 Words, 30 EXP
Total: 194 EXP
109/150 Brooms

Other EXP
Base: 10
Beuce: 25
Glen: 20
Kaida: 30
Karina: 24

 

She was not entirely sure how to take Stratos' words of encouragement because they almost sounded like the sarcasm Aux would have used in conversation. Though, at this point, what other choice did they have? Then she realized this was an impossible endeavor because there is magic that is long lasting. For all she knew they could be there for years doing this fight. She was pretty sure in the back of her mind this fight had indeed carried over into another year somehow, maybe the passage of time between when the fight started and when this would eventually end.

Kaida walked over to Glen who was face down in the water unconscious and she was about to go over and help before she realized she was witnessing attempted murder. She tried to get over there as fast as she could but she kept getting hit and pushed around by the brooms. When she got to Glen and Karina she shouted, "Could we drown each other at a more convenient time? I mean, Glen's pretty annoying and I don't know your past history and anythings better than setting partners on fire for the fun of it bu-" right in the middle of Kaida's speech another bucket hit the back of her head and Kaida's quickly turned around and grabbed the broom, held it up in the air, and slammed it down against her knee, snapping the broom, and the pain was not felt for the time because she was clearly absolutely out of her mind.

"You know what FINE, lets drown Glen then, lets all just drown Glen! Maybe if we drown Glen it'll stop the brooms from multiplying. Maybe blood sacrifices is ALL we have left." Kaida threw the two halves of the broom and watched it reform before she ran off from the Karina and Glen show and continuously broke brooms until she had gotten rid of seven. Or made seven more. Either way, it only resulted in Kaida getting angrier and angrier at the brooms. She looked over at Stratos (who was most likely still on the ground but she really didn't care) and shouted, "IT'S OKAY, SOON THEY WILL STOP. SOON THEY WILL ALL JUST BE, WHATEVER NUMBER THEY ARE." she started laughing insanely before kicking at a broom, "WHAT IS THIS JOB. WHAT IS THIS LIFE. ALL I'M DOING IS FIGHTING AND FIGHTING AND USUALLY THEY JUST GO AWAY... AHAHA... BUT NOOOO THIS TIME THEY DECIDED TO JUST KEEP GOING. AND GOING. IS THIS SOME SORT OF A CRUEL TWIST OF FATE? IS THIS KARMA FROM ALL THOSE YEARS OF BEING A TROUBLE MAKER?" Kaida got silent before she stared at one of the brooms and mumbled, "Probably."


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453 words= 22(?) XP
124/150

 

So, things had gotten way worse. Karina had turned out to not only be a bitch, but she was also apparently some psycopathic murderer. As if that wasn't bad enough, then Kaida started encouraging it (who he had almost thought of as a friend). I mean, what was he supposed to do? He began furiously struggling to get out from under Karina's murder attempt, but found he was unable to. After a few muffled sounds from Glen at Kaida's encouragement of drowning him, an ingenious idea came to him. He struggled just a tiny bit more, arms flailing in a seemingly desperate attempt at survival, and then he let his body go limp, offering no resistance to anything.

Maybe if he played dead, they would actually think he was dead, and then they would stop trying to make him dead. And then he wouldn't be dead. The brooms were so shocked by his apparent death, 7 of them exploded into splinters and reformed shortly.

164 words, 8 exp earned.

Still 131/150 brooms remaining.

 

After standing around for a bit, Kel eventually moved away from the three sparring groups and simple observed them. There wasn't much else he could do at this point. He'd already unintentionally tagged out fighting against Mickey with Steel, thus giving him a break of sorts. So he might as well use it. It shouldn't take too much longer for them to finish sparring so maybe he would be able to sneak a nap in. After all he wasn't able to get hat nap back in Camelot while they were waiting for Mim to agree to their terms (and that took a unreasonably long amount of time).

9/10 Post Completed

 

As Glen ceased to resist, a broken end of a broom gave Karina a golden-haired, bristle mustache. No. Really. Karina wound up with a big ole, ginormous, ridiculously disproportionate, full-grown, manly mustache dangling just below her nose. Per permissions given, this very same end piece of a shattered broom quickly regrow its shaft from where it had lost it; in this case, the shaft shot out in a spot already occupied by Karina's head. With a satisfying whilst sickening THWACK!, Karina was knocked back while two more brooms got to their bristled feet. The broom had accidentally been hurtled in the first place by Base taking out seven of the brooms in one swoop, but accident as it may or may not have been, it did not take long for Sebastian Noble to realize an ally was down.

He casually gripped Glen's hand, trying to raise him up, and then the hand just sort of slipped out of his grasp and fell limp back into the water. Shock wore itself into Base's features. "Glen? Glen?! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!" Base sank to his knees and beat his elbows into Glen's sternum. "Whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy?" His head crashed down on Glen's chest, his spirits broken untillllll,... he heard a heartbeat. Glen was alive. He looked quizzically towards a seemingly dead Glen, and listened again to a completely normal, active heartbeat. It was then Base got an idea. An awful idea. Base got a wonderful, awful idea.

He savagely, mercilessly tickled Glen under the armpits while his comrade was still submerged below water.

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256 words
138/150 brooms

 

"THESE CLAWS AIN'T FOR JUST ATTRACTING MATES!" Beuce screamed as he was engaging in fisticuffs with a broom. Ducking under a swift bucket swing, a hard left hook snapped it in half. That was one more down, or up rather. The broom just regenerated back into another. This was getting really old. I mean, he had been fighting them off screen for a while but since it was off screen it didn't actually add to the count. Re-summoning his keyblade, he tossed a strike raid at one of them, slicing it in half before the keyblade rebounded and came hurling back to its owner. He would have caught it, but there was one reason he didn't. That being, the arm he tried to catch it with was lying in the library of central haven. So, he forgot that there wasn't any arm, and it flew straight past him. Welp. That happened.

Even worse, it flew headlong into Karina. Bonking her on the back of the head, the keyblade splashed into the water. When she looked over, he stood there, him and a broom staring at her. "Uh...Broom! How dare you disarm me and throw my keyblade at Karina! I shall vanquish the for such a horrid act of evil! En garde!" He called, summoning his keyblade to him once more. Taking up a fencing stance, he slashed away at the broom before him. As expected, it simply regrew into more of them. Also Beuce killed the other brooms for the post because yeah, writing. What a drag.

That was when he noticed a horrible sight. Glen was being drowned by Karina, and Kaida was helping! He knew what he had to do. Flipping back over the desk which Karina had flipped in a rage earlier on, he started using it as a raft in the water. After climbing on it, he took out a coconut filled with a fruity drink and began sipping it. This was going to be interesting. Time to see if Glen has the ability to survive among like...four people trying to murder him via drowning him. He could help him, but he decided not to. If Glen asked about it, he could always just pull the "I'm crippled now" card. Then if he kept up about him not doing anything, then he'd be an insensitive ******.

 

As Stratos picked himself up, he continued to think on his mental smart board for ideas, now on draining the room rather than breaking the brooms and stopping the onslaught of the broom army. However, as he picked himself up, he noticed that Karina was doing something. She looked at the group and told them to be quiet, as she continued to walk towards Glen. Maybe she was just trying to surprise him by doing the friendly gesture of pulling him out of the wat- OH MY LORD THAT WAS NOT HELPING! Apparently this was some sort of twisted vengeance strategy that she had just thought of in the few seconds that he had been in the water. Like, it was most likely entirely impulsive, which was hella scary. Stratos was about to go over to help him out when suddenly, Kaida walked over to the body. Well she seemed like a relatively normal and sane per- OH MY LORD THAT WAS NOT HELPING EITHER! What the hell was this group that he was a part of it. Two of their members were trying to drown another one. Not to mention Kaida had started to go on some sort of maniacal rambling about how blood sacrifices were the only way.

As he continued to watch the entire scene go on, Glen eventually stopped struggling, leading one to assume that he was dead. Then Base walked over to him and started to...tickle him. After that, Beuce managed to not only hit Karina in the head with his keyblade, but then casually sat back and started...sipping a drink. Suddenly, one of Stratos's eyes began to twitch, as he was just taking in the entire scene around him. The brooms kept marching around and dumping water, no end in sight to their chore duty, and three of the six people here were trying to drown to someone. Putting his hand to his chest, a light began glowing out of it only to manifest itself in the form of a miniature sun in his palm. Taking in a deep breath, he then yelled out "THAT IS ENOUGH!" After doing that, he slammed the sun to the ground, causing a massive solar flare explosion to engulf the room, evaporate the water...and snap four brooms bringing up the total count of brooms to one hundred fifty. When the steam cleared, Stratos's form had seemed to change to (see black mage Stratos on wiki.)

With a pissed off look on his face he walked over towards the rest of the group and started shouting in a furious rage. He pointed at Karina and said, "YOU! I know you're insecure and have some emotional problems and are prone to just mood swing but DROWNING A TEAM MEMBER is NOT something you should EVER do." He then turned to the maddened looking Kaida and said, "and you! Get your head out of crazy cultist land and not in "Blood Sacrifices are the only way" land! And also don't help the clearly berserk person DROWN someone!" He then turned to Base and said, "and you! Don't try to tickle someone whose DROWNING while they're being DROWNED!" Turning to Beuce he yelled, "and you! You've got one arm and two legs that aren't broken so you can still lend a hand to someone who's getting DROWNED!" He then turned to Glen and started trying to pump the water that had probably accumulated in his body out. He thought back to the events that had made Glen get knocked out and then realized how horrendously stupid it was. "and you! Don't try to call down lightning in a place where EVERYONE is in the same body of water and are all completely drenched!" After his pseudo cpr was done he stood back up and then directed his aggression at Mickey and yelled, "and you! This is your god damn mess that you just forced on all of us and you have done nothing at all you lazy little rodent. So get the lead out your ass and do something useful!"

681 Words, 30 EXP
Total: 224 EXP
150/150 Brooms

Other EXP
Base: 22
Beuce: 44
Glen: 28
Kaida: 53
Karina: 43

 

Kross contented himself to evading Donald's attacks, spinning and twirling in an elegant manner. He heard what Ananta said and nodded silently in agreement. He dodged to the side from another attack."His attacks are too erratic."He said."Charging headlong into battle is not how you win them."He stated in an emotionless tone, it was something that his Master had taught him. "Ananta, remember that attacking without taking damage is possible, dodge and wait for an opening, and then strike."He said, stepping back from an attempted jab by Donald.

 

Base dashed up and spoke in an imitation of Mickey's while vigorously shaking the mouse's hand. "Aww, gosh, nice ta meetcha, Mick. Why, I've heard so much about you!" He released the mouse's hand and scouted the frozen brooms, and spoke in his own voice. "So Yen Sid's coming back? I hope the homecoming isn't too soon. Knock on wood." He wrapped on the shaft of one of the idle brooms. It made a hollow sound as he did so, and he swam over towards Beuce, laying on his back and kicking to paddle himself along casually. "I hope the brooms don't wake up too soon either...knock on wood." He wrapped on Beuce's head much the same way that he had the broom, and it made the same hollow, slightly musical sound... but only because Base made the very same sound by clicking his tongue in time with his knuckles lightly touching Beuce's dome.

 

The snickers from Pete carried through the air as Ananta looked at the clean clothes all hung up or folded around the room. Finding one that actually looked like it would fit her, Ananta slid the red jacket over her regular clothes. Next came the pants. Stepping into them, she tucked the red shirt into the pants and then stuffed the pants into her boots. Reaching her hands under her hair, she pulled it out of the shirt and let it flow down her back. Lastly, she found a spare hat lying on a table with gloves inside. Grabbing the hat, Ananta dusted it off and placed it on her head. The gloves slipped onto her fingers and now Ananta was looking almost the part. The last thing she put on was the banner, which she now finally placed on. "How do I...look?" she asked, turning around and trying to look at herself a little better.

"I suppose we should head out now?" she suggested, heading for the door with everyone.

 

Kel couldn't quite place his finger on it, but something about Pete seemed off to him. Though since it was nothing more than a stray feeling, there wasn't much that he could do to confirm nor deny his suspicions. So what he did instead was turn towards the the clothing that they would have to wear now. He definitely wasn't expecting to have to put on a change of clothes that was for certain, least they looked like they'd fit over what he was already wearing.

First thing that he did was to find a set that would fit him, which was a slight problem for him since the clothes he wore were pretty much made for him and only him and the person who made said clothes and he wasn't paying much attention to the whole clothe making process. So he ended up just taking a guess had hoping for the best. As luck would have it both the shirt and pants fitted quite well. As the the gloves, boots and whatever was left of the whole musketeer look that he was going for. Now that that was all taken care of, Kel then turned and started heading outside to where Pete had instructed them to go.

 

Raisor did not trust that Pete at all. Maybe it was the way he chuckled at every little thing that the three friends did, but it left a bad vibe with him. Even so, Raisor figured it'd be best to just ignore it for now and continue helping out the group. Since they were all going to be guarding a princess, they had to make sure that they looked the part.
"Wait, what?" Raisor quickly turned around and noticed Kel and Ananta grabbing clothes and dressing in the musketeer outfit. "Aw man, you gotta be kidding me."
He slouched a little and almost began to pout. He enjoyed his clothes he had on, old and dirty as they were, and he did not feel like covering them up with that getup. Dress-up was not something that he was a big fan of.

Since it seemed like the best thing to do, Raisor somberly looked through the large piles of clothes to find something his size. It was going to be uncomfortable, that was for sure. Pulling a pair of boots and gloves from a stack, he tried them on and found them just a bit too small. He grabbed a slightly bigger pair next to them and found they fit a bit better. Next he looked for a shirt and pair of pants. He grabbed a pair that looked his size, and luckily it was, since he didn't feel like trying on a million things, and went to look for a hat. He snatched one up from another pile near the door and dropped it on his head. He opened the door and walked to where the Princess was, grumbling a little on the way.

 

Steel perused the pile of prepared garments alongside his peppy companions. He had smiled freely whilst Pete made assumptions about their skill level. After all, why not? It's not like Pete (or anyone else for that matter) could see the majority of his face. He chuckled as he picked up a pair of trousers about his size; he was of course thinking of the look on the fat cat's face when they turned out to have a pretty high skill level after all.

After picking out his favorite pieces from the... immense variety of options (Meaning none at all), he quite literally stepped into the outfit. For the most part, he looked similar to the rest of them, as it was a uniform meant to reflect a connection to the country and it's royalty, so he couldn't just mess it up. However, there were some key differences: two of them being the blue feather in his cap in his ever present scarf-cape hybrid... thing. Whatever you call that. For some reason preferring to do the gloves himself, Steel lifted his hand to eye level and slid the leather over his exposed fur and claws before doing the same with the other; the claws forming sharp points at the end of each of the leather fingers.

He looked left and right cautiously to make sure no one other than the wielders and the three musketeers were around before he pulled out the shadow cell, struck a pose, and snapped a selfie. Checking to make sure he was satisfied with the picture, he nodded to himself and put the device away again in who-knows-where. "Well, I suppose we're ready then?" He asked as he turned back to his companions.

 

Kross was pretty much the last to change. He looked down at his own clothes, these were his traditional clothes and he could move more freely in them, covering them would hinder his movements. He sighed and nodded, the red jacket was on first, he took the ring keeping his thin ponytail in place and his navy blue hair flowed out, free of their restraints. He pocketed the embroided ring before stepping into the pants, it slid over his waist and he secured it. He then put on the blue pull over, at least it was his color. He selected a hat from the pile and took his hair up in a bun, securing it with the ring he had in his hair earlier and put on the hat so it covered his head. He turned, seeing Ananta in the same outfit and smiled brightly."Ananta, it looks great on you!" He complimented cheerily. "Hey Steel. we're ready when you guys are."

 

After Stratos had exploded a bit, in more ways than one, he had come down from his angered state, though still stayed slightly annoyed. He then turned his attention over to the mouse, who had confirmed himself to be Mickey the Mouse Book Thief. Well, only those first three words really. He then explained to the group that the current situation was that he knew absolutely nothing about any sort of advanced magic (granted, he'd hardly call Stopza a basic magic), and the magic needed to stop this sort of things was only either taught by Yen Sid or gotten from traveling to other worlds. Something that he himself wasn't able to do...but they were. Actually, this brought Stratos to an immediate conclusion about their would be caper.

However, after Karina had dug into him about why she and Glen weren't teammates and why she was clearly justified in his attempted murder, Mickey then turned to them and said how they could leave, as Yen Sid was to be here rather soon and this was his mess, not theirs. Stratos's attitude lightened up as he said, "it's fine. Even though it was your problem," he looked at the massive army of brooms frozen in time, "it's not like we made it any better." His attention was then turned to Karina who seemed to be in an angered 'leave me alone' kind of state. While he could have, (and it most certainly would have been more desirable for his health,) left her alone, he wanted to make friends with her was getting pretty annoyed with her.

"Oi," he called out to her. He walked over to her, by the exit, getting in close enough so that Mickey wouldn't be able to hear them and said, "where do you think you're going?" He continued with saying, "even though this isn't the Mickey we're after and even though this isn't the Yen Sid we know and even though you still feel like leaving the room, those two are the only people who can actually give us a clue about what the book we're searching for even is. Hell, we might even be able to find a past copy here." As he was about to walk back towards the rest of the group he looked back to her and said, "also, we're on the same mission and working as part of the same faction. So whether you hate the guy or not, you're teammates."