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[capn_redd]

[All characters will find themselves suddenly appearing on the top deck, their weapons in hand but with all ammunition missing or drained

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[brittlenerves]

[Xanth isn't frozen to the spot with fear, though he's by no means okay with all this. He gets right in line and when his turn comes up, he holds up his golf club.]

A-All I have is... th-this...

[And he knows it's not good enough, but like hell he knows how to work anything with range.]

[quesiransiran]

[Well the target is very, very large. Hitting the End with any ranged weapon is possible, even for beginners. Xanth would have to be aiming in the opposite direction to miss, really.

Siran takes pity on Xanth however and pulls out a sword. The blade appears to have a faint bluish tint. He holds it out to Xanth, handle first.]

You'll find this far more effective.

[brittlenerves]

[Xanth smiles, just a little, and takes the sword from Siran. He judges its weight and it's not what he's used to, but it'll do.]

Th--thank you.

[His smile deteriorates into an uneasy look. He's... not sure what to do next.]

S-So I just-- g-go at it? That--that's all?

[quesiransiran]

[Siran slaps his hands to Xanth's shoulder and offers a fierce grin.]

It's a start, friend. Give it all you've got.

[This is, after all, one of those character-defining moments, Xanth, and he expects nothing but the most.]

We fight not just for ourselves, but for all the people on all the worlds still out there not yet consumed.

[rdmcatpaw]

[The Mithra jolts slightly at the yell from Redd, but gets in to line like a good adventurer and soldier. As the captain passes by, Cat is a little hesitant to address him as her tail swishes behind her with anxiety.]

Excuse me, Captain Redd...

[capn_redd]

[He turns to Cat at the sound of his name, and looks at her with a questioning expression, though his body language might suggest she ask her question quickly.]

Yes, poppet?

[rdmcatpaw]

Regarding the drink for which this line is for, will it assist those fighting whatever is coming our way?

[capn_redd]

...

[Redd looks to the cups of blue stuff and then to Cat.]

Oh no, that's purple Kool-aid. Put on your tennis shoes and join us in the compound. Comet Hale-Bopp is almost overhead...

[He shakes his head slightly, starting to walk off to continue checking on things.]

Yes, it will help.

[chopshopgoddess]

[Mikaela is numb to all of this - she lines up as told, holding her weapon and looking between it and Redd.]

Time to get serious, huh?

[capn_redd]

[Redd quirks an eyebrow up at Mikaela, a tight smile on his face.]

Well it's certainly not here for tea, no matter how good you think your crumpets are, duckie.

[chopshopgoddess]

[Mikaela snorts and salutes him.]

Aye Aye, Captain.

[And she'll turn to start shooting.]

[rocklikerunaway]

[She's lost. Again. What is with this boat and sudden teleportation into places that have no dirt! Oh she's "armed," technically. She's got a replacement cane. It's ugly and more like a club than a staff but it's rock and it tells her when stuff's in front of her and it'll bend so it'll do.

But she's still lost.

And then the Captain has the best idea since those giant buzzy horns; he shouts.]

Sweet.

[She makes a bee-line for that voice. Well, okay, she has to wait for some people to move first. Whatever. The important thing is that her friends will be heading there and she's there already and maybe now she'll be able to find out what's happening.]

What's going on?

[capn_redd]

[Have a raised eyebrow, Toph.]

Oh, just a fight to the death with the very essence of sadistic intent, chaos, and hunger. Your average Friday night I'm sure, lovie.

[rocklikerunaway]

Huh.

[There are some big words in there but it's not like "fight to the death" is something she's never done before. And it could be worse; It could be raining fire.]

You gonna fix my bending?

[talkingfishbone]

Oof!

[Someone's run right into--

Oh!]

Toph! Hey!

[destinedtorule]

[If there's something Ganondorf hates, it's taking orders. Especially orders from the man he intends to kill someday. But alas. He'll do as he's told and stand in line.

The blue liquid coupled with the power of his triforce? Can we say tank? I think we can.]