Mini-Grand 5108 [simul_complete]

Originally posted on MSPA by Ixcalibur.

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The Extravagant's thought process as Reuben attempted to communicate with him could be summed up as thus:

1. This thing sure does talk funny.

2. Seriously what is this thing's deal?

3. Bored now.

Step four was the spark of an idea which given who he was and what he was looking at was pretty much inevitable.

5. Profit.

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Reuben doubleplusunslowful finded himself in unold location. Uncalmfulwise he finded himself unable to move. Location darkful, plusunclearful. Nearwise circle of people; uncalmful men with plusbeards and oldwise hatetools. Slowwise a glowful man walked up pridewisefully.

Reuben knew him; Second Sunglow. He had thinked if Sunglow likely Oceanian, Second Sunglow also likely Oceanian. He had speaked Second Sunglow after safefall from bookhouse. Then doubleplusunslowful he finded himself here.

"Hello, and welcome to the Phantasmagorical Scrimmage 2.0!" The Extravagant announced to the group of immobilised contestants. "It's a battle to the death and let me tell you it is going to be pretty sweet. According to my research team this is the part where I introduce you all to one another, before setting you loose to beat the shit out of each other for my amusement."

The Extravagant strode up to the first of the bearded men. He was wearing plate armour, had shoulder length black hair and silver eyes. "This is Azazel Deathbringer." The Extravagant said. "Though some of you may be noting the distinct lack of weaponry upon his person, don't worry Azazel isn't going to be a pushover, for he has the ability to breathe swords. Also he's immortal; one to watch out for if you ask me."

The Extravagant made his way around the circle introducing each contestant and insisting that they were 'one to watch out for'. If it was possible their powers got more and more absurd as he went around the group. Eventually he came to a stop in front of Reuben.

"This is... erm... Reborn I think his name was." He paused for a moment, thinking back before deciding that yes that was probably correct. "He's well... I'm not one hundred percent sure of what his deal is. He speaks funny and is like a blob thing. He's definately the wildcard in this competition. I'd watch out for him if I were you guys!"

Reuben unknew Second Sunglow's meaning. Event was familiarful to forcetaking. Reuben thinked if forcetaking take Oceanian by Eurasian for unknowed reason, this forcetaking Eurasian by Eastasian? If Second Sunglow Eastasian, Sunglow Eastasian ally?

The lights went up on the darkened room, that the contestants of the Phantasmagorical Scrimmage 2.0 found themselves in. Reuben would have been unable to describe his surroundings other than to repeatedly use the word technology. There were conveyor belts and machines manufacturing weapons of war. Of course since they were still in the City in Which Physics Work Somewhat Differently not all of the manufacturing processes being carried out on the weaponry seemed to be physically possible.

"Welcome to the BayCorp Weapons Factory." The Extravagant said with a flourish. "My own personal prophouse. Here you'll find an ever replenishing supply of cool weaponry which you could and should use to fill one another full of bullets, or blow shit up, or whatevs." He paused for a second as something seemed to occur to him. "It's worth bearing in mind that this whole place is totes escape proof. Trying to blow your way out is a waste of time and good explosives." A second pause, as something else occurred to him. "Most battles are like 'one guy dies and then you go somewhere else' but come on, look at this place how sweet it is? Why would I want to go anywhere else? You stay right here no matter what happens. Sooooo... yeah... go and kill some dudges, last one standing gets a request from me I guess, and also gets to go home. A pretty sweet deal if you ask me."

And with that the group of bearded swordsmen and Reuben found themselves scattered throughout the weapons factory.

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SpoilerYo dawg I put a grand battle in your grand battle so you can battle while you battle.

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SpoilerTranslation time: Reuben finds himself suddenly in a new location. There's a group of bearded guys with old fashioned weaponry. The Extravagant walks up and Reuben is like hey i know this guy. He remembered trying to talk to him in the car, reasoning that if he's a friend of Arckal he might be an Oceanian as well.

Then The Extravagant says things that Reuben doesn't even begin to understand. However he recognises this setup from the initial battle introduction thing. Since he interpreted that as Eurasians (the enemy) taking Oceanians for some reason, he is interpreting this as Eastians (an ally country) taking Eurasians for some reason. He also comes to the conclusion that Arckal and Shieldman are likely Eastasians and thus allies.