The Last Poster Wins! [v8]

[Sir Sivelos]

I shall enter. Who knows, I can call for Nightmare and DM to back us up is needed.

[The-Hydra]

DM?

Dumb mastodon?

[Sir Sivelos]

Dark Mind. o3o

[The Nonexistent Tazz]

...UUUGH...Do we have much choice here? Let's get this over with and hope for the best. Maybe just an error?

*Votes to enter: 3/5. Majority rule! Entering Troll Battleship-Storage Bay 09.*

*The Storage bay was built and stocked in quite a typicall fashion-a rectangular room with rectangular crates. Most of the crates were lined against the walls, leaving a nice open space for the center of the room itself-large enough for a boss, in fact. However, nothing seemed terribly amiss...Bar one thing: A zweihander sword, seemingly made of bronze, laying in the dead center of the area.*

*Without much warning, the zweihander levitates off the floor and into the air, though the motions it took suggested a body was manipulating the blade. The blade then moves closer to you, and as it approaches, a blurred figure came into view with it-as if slowly dispelling an illusion of itself. The spectral wielder's shape and form, at this distance, was quite hard to tell-you saw mostly a similar shade of brown to the bronze of the zweihander. However, as it approached, two other things became distinct. First, an incredibly powerful force washed over you. It did no harm, but it was not only beyond any feeling any of the party has felt before, but it's also beyond any power the party had-completely unknown, even to the wielder of the Knowledge Ring, and completely overwhelming. The other thing that became distinct was a voice.*

???: ...OK, what is it?

*TNT takes a step to the back of the group quite reflexively. The figure didn't move any farther-there was a considerable distance to go if you wanted a shot at him. His sword was held in a defensive position, rather loosely, in one hand, despite being a zweihander and henceforth typically being held with two. The entity would not instigate a fight-whether or not he expects one is a different question. The Knowledge Ring provides no specific answers to Silveos on this figure's anything, barring what Silveos could already know and a few logical guesses.*

??? ...OK, seriously, what is it? Are you just going to play mute over there?

[Sir Sivelos]

*shrugs* Depends. Do you plan on violence? 'Cause I mean, if that's the reason you're here, then that would kind of suck. If not, however, we can have a nice chat on why you're hiding out in our... I mean, the troll's cargo bay. So? Which is it?

[Rin Kagamine]

Too-too-

Forget this s***!*opens a portal and jumps in*

[Sir Sivelos]

*waits for ??? to answer*

[Rin Kagamine]

Excalibur: FOOLS!
Rin: FISH!*grabs Excalibur and pulls him back into the portal, the upper half of her body sticking out of the portal*

S'up s'up? ¿Cómo estás?

Excalibur: Fool!
Rin: I told you to leave, fool!
Excalibur: Fool!
Rin: *pats Excalibur's head* You're a good man...*shoves him back into the portal*

[Sir Sivelos]

... *rolling of the eyes* o3o

[The Nonexistent Tazz]

???: I am...I was, rather...A master of warfare, and now the only Elder Soul known to this Superdimension...

*'Superdimension' seemed to be an uncommon proxy for 'multiverse,' according to the Knowledge Ring.*

*RK's portal does not even open due to the nature of the room, laid out previously-no escapes, no summons, limit breaks are 0%. You cannot get out of the room that easily. Of course, no fight has broken out yet. Panicking could make a completely avoidable battle occur, and considering the entity you're dealing with...Well, that would NOT end well.*

The Elder Soul: Unfortunately for you, I am NOT exactly so trusting in a world where, for little reason outside of assumption, I've been attacked in an attempt to get treasure from my ghostly remains. I do not have the luxury of coming back from the dead. I think you understand that, deep down, to a limited extent. My existence is not something I will lose sitting down. So, I would prefer if we take our actions in a manner such that I know you're not attempting to kill me-and don't try anything other than what I say, I've seen some crazy ways to kill a guy...

I'll politely request you sheath your weapons where I can see they are sheathed. Failing that, drop them on the ground at your feet. I'll request no more other than the fact they're out of your hands and in my sight, and of course, not being thrown at me. If you want to talk, please just do that-then I'll sheath my weapon, and I'll tell you something important. If you'd rather not bother with me and all my strict rules-and I'm fine with that-please leave. If you want to fight me, for whatever brainless reason you have...Please just say you're here for a spar then. Things better than you have tried it and they've failed fast.

Above all else, I'll stay calm if you stay calm. I'm not being too unreasonable, but my time with you is short, and must be private, whist we traverse this particular area. If you don't make up your minds before this ship leaves this area of space, I must leave as well. I'll explain why if you let me.

*Tazz, perhaps out of fear, immediately sheaths the Universe Edge.*