Characters: Linkara, Mechakara, Judas Liz, Franky, Terra, Aqua, Vin, Jenn, Ninja-Style Dancer, Harvey Finevoice, Axel, and Eraqus
Time: After
this post; Evening
Location: Starting at the Blackstone lobby; going to wherever Mechakara and Judas are holed up
Content: Did you see the title of the thread? Seriously. This is it.
Format: Prose, specific
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Some humans thought that robots didn't feel pain. But anyone who'd spent any real time around them knew that wasn't true. Mechakara swallowed the agony, refusing to cry out even as parts of his body cracked under the assault. He wasn't going to show weakness, not even as he was destroyed. Again.
There wouldn't be anyone to rebuild him, this time. He thought, maybe, that Judas would have at least tried, but she didn't have the necessary skills. He hoped the cyborg, at least, had killed a few of Linkara's friends. He hoped Judas had done better than he had. Suddenly, he was grabbed and thrown through the air, towards Linkara, and for a moment his still-glowing red eyes met the human's blue ones. The robot mustered up the last of his strength, meeting Linkara's prideful grin with his own hateful glare.
More than anything, he hoped this wretched magic city tore Linkara to shreds.
The last blow of the Keyblade took out Mechakara's visual systems. He didn't see the world dropping far down beneath him. He didn't see his fuel begin to leak from the shattered core of his body, igniting on loose-sparking wires.
And he didn't feel the final explosion.
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He pulled the helmet part off, tucking it under his arm and looking to Linkara. He wanted a better look at the keyblade because he wasn't sure if it was real or just a strange side effect of this city. "Linkara...how...? What just happened?"
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At Terra's question, he turned to face his friend, noting that the same white glow that was receding from the Keyblade was fading from Terra's armor as well. They'd been connected somehow during that last attack - he was certain of it. "I'm not sure," he replied slowly, thinking. "My guess would be backlash from too many types of magic colliding all at once somehow switched our weapons. It was pretty convenient how that all worked out, though." He paused. "Where I'm from, people call that the Rule of Cool."
He couldn't help but grin a bit. Now that the danger was over, he could appreciate just how cool that white armor looked. "How's it feel?"
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Linkara didn't seem to be taking this very seriously though. In fact, he seemed amused by the whole thing which sort of bothered Terra. He knew this was a bigger problem, but he wasn't sure how to explain it to Linkara. Of course, he was then distracted by Linkara's question and Terra paused to consider the armor and power-up again. "Stronger and faster, mostly. More so than what I would usually get with my armor in its normal state." He paused and couldn't help but smile, "It feels good really." Plus, he looked like a white knight or something and that was ALWAYS cool in Terra's books considering how often he'd played at knights as a kid.
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The smile was right back on his face when Terra talked about the power-up and admitted that it was - duh - cool. "Looks like the Morpher likes you," Linkara commented, looking the white armor up and down. "And of course you'd be a knight in shining armor."
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Another thought surfaced as well, one that caused Terra's smile to falter slightly: 'The Master is going to be very unhappy about this.'
He shuddered but looked up when Linkara commented on the armor again. "I guess...I wasn't entirely sure it would work...but I guess it modified the armor I already possessed."
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