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Edit: Got rid of all that stupid Junk about "Development". What a dumb idea... but I'm still holding a Free-for-All for any who's interested. Here's my fighter:

Name: Mic Kirby (or MK)
Appearance: A Dark Purple Kirby thats 3 times larger
Attitude: Carefree (this DOES play a small role in the battles)
Abilities (the part I'm stuck on): He has all the abilities from Smash Bros. naturally. Other than that, MK uses Deluxe Copy Abilities (some of the abilities are unique).

My Deluxe Copy Abilities:

Mike: I attack with sound-based attacks. It's effective against evasive opponents. The attack itself is weak, but it guarantees a hit and might cause some problems, like Internal Bleeding and Headaches. Powered up, I can focus the sound waves. As a result, they are less accurate, but more powerful, and cause more dangerous ailments like Suffocation, mild heart attacks, and even Broken bones! All sound attacks knock back the opponent. I have this ability whenever I enter a REGULAR battle.

Sword: What did you expect? I use the Kirby Sword abilities at first, but I learn newer and FAR more powerful abilities, not just from Metaknight, but from OTHER swordsmen from other games! Potentally, my strongest ability. Generally used against weapon wielders to attempt to even the battlefield.

Mirror: My attempt to counter Magic users. I use Mirror Shield to reflect Magic and Energy blasts/shots. For actual attacks I use Reflect Force to shoot mirrors short range from my wand (like from Kirby Super Star) and use my wand to attack. I can also Shoot those Same mirrors like shards and shoot them LONG RANGE at my opponent (which destroys barriers) and I can Break my Mirror Shield to damage any oncoming fighters. The bane of any Magic user.

Elemental(Which is Fire/Burning, Ice, Plasma/spark, Tornado, Stone, Laser, and Bubble mashed together): My offensive Magic ability. I use the power of the elements (although Laser is non-elemental) to crush my foes. As my power grows, I can cause Fire storms, Blizzards, Thunderstorms, Tornadoes, Earthquakes, Tsunamis, and overall destruction. Good keep away agaionst Melee fighters.

Shadow: If you Know me, I'm a BIG fan of Shadow the Hedgehog, and this ability is a combination of My two favoriate Video Game Characters. I gain Shadow's Speed and Powers as well as new powers I've created.

Fight.

Don't talk. Don't think. Don't wait. FIGHT!

Don't try and get every single detail perfectly aligned and in tune, don't give yourself rigid boundaries and rules.

Let MK evolve by his own will. Set his purple squishy self free.

You have more then enough to start already. A basic physical for, the type of clay. Some idea of abilities and capabilities, tool to mold the clay.

Don't think, don't stare at the clay, don't study how to form it. Roll up your sleeves and get your hands in there and bring him to life.

Thanks, Repster. I needed a good kick in the head. As such, I eliminated those stupid limits I put on my guy (edited first post). I only put what to expect when fighting MK. The Free-for-all's still on, in case anyone's interested.

Before I forget, this is my character's battlefield:

MK Arena:
A circular arena set in a wasteland that has a 3 football field diameter, seating for 150,000 fight fans, and a weird aura that prevents fans from getting hurt and fighters from getting killed...

Can't wait to throw down...

*Cracks knuckles, stretches a bit, and quotes Terry Bogard*

"Hey rookie! Get serious!"

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The fans were getting ugly. After waiting for so long for an opponent to accept the challenge of the purple ball of... somethingorother, they were beginning to lose their patience. The hotdog guys were losing their voices. The Pepsi guys were selling lukewarm drinks at best. The beer guys were having to keep track of everybody's three-drink limit. And nuts? There's always room for more peanut shells on the stadium floor. Poor janitors.

And that's when it happened. Out of nothing: something. Throughout the swirling clouds of dust in the wasteland arena, just across the field from Mic Kirby. There was a brief flash of bright, white light. The audience roared. They knew who was coming, even if the puffball in the ring didn't. Acradius Journeyman made his usual entrance to the fray.

The harsh sunlight glistened off the man's silver and gray armor, as the rift between space and time closed behind him. His usual, lopsided, overconfident smile plastered onto his face, he gave the audience a wave, and finished in an elaborate bow towards his opponent. "I must say," his voice seemed to carry as though he was sitting barely a few feet away from everyone simultaneously. "I haven't encountered any opponents quite like yourself. This should be fun!"

He dropped down into his usual fighting stance, ready to rumble. "C'mon, let's see what you've got!"

Seeing the audience's reaction to this blonde-haired knight (or at least he looked like a knight), it becomes clear to Mic Kirby that this fighter has earned a reputation. He becomes a little hesitant in responding to the opponet's words, but he remembers WHY he built his arena in the first place and gains the courage to fight. Grasping his special microphone, MK points it to Acradius and responds: "Let's go!"

The fight offically begun, and deafening roars of cheers came from the audience. The two warriors start dashing at each other, with Acradius gaining ground quicker than MK. Suddenly, MK stopped and screamed into the microphone, sending an explosion of sound more deafening than the audience. This managed to knock back Acradius... a few feet. Other than an obvious ringing of the ears, Acradius didn't seem phased at all.

"That's it?" said Acradius with a confident flair. MK, being shocked that attack didn't work too well, tries again. This time, MK sent a powerful, cylindrical wave of sound towards Acradius.

This will throw him for a loop, thought MK...

The clouds gathered. A piercing screech echoed from above as thunder boomed. It was vaguely reminiscent of and eagle, if somehow artificial. The mechanical creature slowly descended. Purple it was, if a different darker tone then the soft one below. Dark, dingy orange that might have once been bright but dulled with age accentuated his body. His eyes were surrounded in blood red with a single lightning bolt pattern in that same faded orange. A massive hammer crackled with electric as his talons hit the earth gently. Six feet of haft with the head two feet long it was a two handed weapon for most, yet this metal bird man wielded the aptly named Mjolnir in his left hand with ease. His right forearm a weapon in itself, and it did not even try to hide it. Seven claw like clamps around a turbine that would easily have done well as a jet engine.

The well over eight foot machine spread it wings dramatically, and the storm brewing above echoed him. He beak opened and there was a bulge in his throat, and he spat out what seemed to be an egg. It shattered as four much smaller bird burst out. They matched his colors. Beak, wings, ever the accent under the eyes. Tiny things they were, like small footballs with wings and a face. They split, two veering towards the large marshmallow like creature, and the armored warrior.

The second dispatched them easily, even while dealing with the puffy one's attack, a brief flash of the eyes and the small mechanical birds exploded with surprising force some distance away. His armor negated any damage. MK however, he had waited slightly to long to dispatch them. The birdmissiles explosion sent him skidding back briefly engulfing him in flames.

More importantly then the slight damage they had dealt, the birds had been distracting. There was a click and a wiirrrr behind the microphone wielder. He soon found himself in a dizzying spiral straight towards Acradius. The powerful turbine easily throwing him away. Storm Eagle stepped forward. Mjolnir held firmly, ready to strike.

Ooc: *Insert heavy metal remix of Storm Eagle stage music.*

As soon as Storm Eagle touched the ground. There was a sort a wind swirling around the stadium, like a tornado, if you wish to call it that. However, some of the spectators notice this tornado getting closer to the walls of stadium. People where either watching the fighters, or the wind as it whisked itself around the stadium.

Suddenly, the Wind jumped over the wall. It was a Yellow Hedgehog, wearing blades connected to his Arms with bloody chains. The Hedgehog ran down the steps and jumped over the handrail, which is when the fighters noticed him. The Hedgehog extended his foot, ready to kick the Mechanical Eagle in the face.

The Eagle already knew who this Yellow Blur would attack, and so he extended his hand and grabbed the Yelllow Hedgehog's foot, then threw him at the other two. The Hedgehog went into a Spin dash and slammed into Acradius, causing both of them to hit the ground. The Hedgehog immeadiatly jumped up and landed on the far end of the stadium. "....Who are you?" said the Purple creampuff.

The Hedgehog responded immeadiatley, very coldly, and with no remorse "I......am Blur"

(OoC: D***. I just can't keep up with you guys...)

"Good for you", MK responded. He tries to get to his feet, but the onslaught by Storm Eagle proved too much to take. Looking towards the battle with Storm Eagle and Blur, and seeing the power displayed by both of them, a felling of hopelessness and dread surged through MK's thoughts. Still, he still struggles to gather some semblance of strength, hoping to make some sort of comeback. Until...

Let it go..., a voice echoes.
"What?"
Let it go. Your pain, your fear, your suffering. There's no need to fight anymore. The voice was MK's own thoughts. Taking another look at the giant bird machine and the cold eyes of Blur fighting each other, "letting go" seemed to be a better idea than fighting back. He fell face down on the floor of the arena.

"Finally free..." MK thought to himself. He gave a small smile before he blacked out...

Marshmallows aren't *that* pitiful.

So. Tell me if you've heard this one:

A man walks into a bar. Then he says, 'Ouch!'.

The first hint of something happening could have been the Cheshire grin suddenly floating roughly four and a half feet over the arena floor, off to an unscuffed side. But, this went unnoticed, despite the pearly-white teeth and perfect gums of this ecstatic dentifrice.

No, the first hint was actually the large, brass bar that likewise put in an appearance, only for long enough to smack Storm Eagle over the back of the head.

Immediately behind the lemon-colored rodent, a figure stepped out of nothing, wearing what looked to be a heavily padded and scaly white trenchcoat. It immediately hugged him, face obscured by shaggy dark-brown hair that ran down to where its ankles should have been, and there was the sound of a strong inhalation.

In the back of Acradius' armor, two eyes opened, then frowned, purple irises clashing strongly with the tone of the man's plating.

"Damn." The mouth cursed lightly, corners pulling out and down. "That's not lemony fresh. Clearly, this hedgehog hasn't been properly washed."

The eyes in Acradius' armor crinkled up. "I'll handle it, then."

Despite Blur's struggles and cries of confusion, the buff jacketed figure maintained a grip on him- long enough for a huge spray of lemon Kool-aid to be directed across him by a pair of floating hands, clad in fingerless woolen gloves. Oddly, they seemed to have no wrists, much as the strange figure had no eyes, mouth, hands- or legs.

Though, a pair of cargo pants was now kicking Acradius in the shins with its workboots.

"You meanie! That little Kirby didn't deserve that!"

Kirby's dream course was fun.

*Click Ka-Chack*

The sound was simple, and came in pairs. Three of them, close by. The result was a simple lift in some of the metal in the eagleman machine's back. He did not take flight as the angled opening were somewhat obvious as the tail end of a propulsion system. With a lurch the mechanical one threw himself forward, his with giving on mighty heave as his propulsion came to life. What was meant for vertical lift did well to aid in a horizontal dash.

He did not move far, nor long, a short burst of speed and he stood holding the Mjolnir firmly in his hand, head down. It electrical charge almost seemed to whine as it wished to embrace MK that was only a scant few inches away. Talons apart, knees bent, back straight, head down. Thunder rumbled almost calling out the obvious response as Storm Eagle swung. It was all in the hips.

The now static charge ball of fluff smashed into the soaked blur and his assailant.

Blur was sent flying along with that creepy guy after the Puffball hit him squarely in the stomach. He tried to stop the force by panting his feet, but to no use. All three were sent flying into the wall. Blur had gotten up first, since he is a Hedgehog and all. Or was it? Stupid Question asking aside, Blur immeadiatley started to tilt, as if that last shot rattled his nerves. However, he is able to mantain his balance long enough to know that the Eagle was about to strike. Blur jumped, trying to get over the Mechanized Eagle. However, with the Gun and Blades weighing him down more than anyone could think, all he could do is go straight for The Eagle.

Blur thought fast and stopped spinning. Storm Eagle knew this was an opening and swung his Mjonir at Blur.

Blur immeadiatley used a strange homing attack to go right to Storm, and out of the range of the long weapon. But, Blur couldn't think fast enough to use the blades and only stepped on Storm Eagle's Head.

All This would naturally only happen in 5 Seconds (Appropriate Bullet Time Aside).

Storm's Velocity, and Blur lack of training at the time only meant one thing....... That they would soon careen into the same hole Blur got out of.

*CRASH*

Blur and Storm Eagle smashed into another part of the Arena wall. The audience was estatic with the fierce battling not from the first two combatatns, but from the new arrivals.
"Yeah!" "Woooooo!" "Go! Go!" "Get 'im, metal bird!" "Turn him into scrap metal, Hedgehog!" "EEEEEEEEEEK!", were the various responses from the audience.

Meanwhile, although Mic Kirby recovered consiousness from Storm Eagle's electric strike, he was still knocked out and unable to move (due to becoming a purple cannonball...). Where once was a proudly held microphone, now there was nothing. Being treated like a golf ball reminded him of his happier days. I wish you were here, Kirby...

*flashback*
Kirby: Hey pal! How about we go to the Shine & Bright course today?
MK: Yay!!!
(After a whole round on the course, Kirby OWNED MK by at least 30 points. Naturally, MK got steammed.)
Kirby: What's wrong now?
MK:... I LOST!!! What did you expect?
Kirby: Don't worry about it. Did you have fun?
MK:... Yes. Of course I did!
Kirby: That's all that matters, isn't it...
*flashback ends*

Having fun... is all that matters. Another smile appeared on MK's face, as well as tears for missing his best friend. Rest now, MK. You'll have another chance at them... if they don't use you as a purple bullet in the next 15 minutes...

Speaking of "them", Storm Eagle and Blur shook off the cobwebs of their recent excursion to the wall and are ready to go at each other's throats again...

(Out of context and character: How am I doing, guys and gals? Keep it short in your next addition or send a PM! Constructive Criticism, please!)

The doors to the arena swung open, and a brown hedgehog clothed in a ragged black cloak stepped into the arena. He took a quick glance around, as many of the audience members noticed arrival. There were cheers and boos blasting from everywhere, most of them directed at the hedgehog.

Heh, I hear some boos. Let me change that. the hedgehog thought, as white energy suddenly formed on his right hand. This'll be fun. He raised his hand, and then shouted, "Hey, who wants to work with me?" The white energy shot off of his hand and into the middle of the arena, where it created a large explosion of dust. The hedgehog rushed into the battle...

While all this action was happening in the arena, a blue-haired girl sat in the audience watching. A dome-like forcefield seperated the crowd from the carnage. She stared at the fights intently, her hair buzzing with static electricity. Soon, she found that she could no longer contain herself. She got up from her seat, and ran down the stadium stairs to entrance to the arena. She was greeted by two heavily armoured guards.

"Ma'am, this is the entrance to the fighting arena, and as such is off limits. I'm going to have to ask you to leave."

The blue-haired girl stared at him unphased. "This is a free-for-all, isn't it? I want to join!"

The guard gave her an unimpressed look. She was wearing a black T-shirt, blue jeans, and scuffed white tennis shoes. Her shoulder-length blue hair was frizzy with static, and her eyes shone with a kind of amatueristic quailty.

"Sorry, little missy, but you're going to have to go back to your seat. Now be a good girl and run along, alright?"

Najimi's eyes suddenly became angry. She grabbed the guard by the collar of his armour and pulled his head down so that his eyes were even with hers.

"Let me IN." She let go of the guard, who opened the arena door quickly. Just beyond the door she could see the forcefield shimmering. She dropped into a sprinter's stance, then ran full speed into the arena. As she entered the arena, the very stadium itself seemed to be aware of her presence, and quickly downloaded her information into the programs that the audience members bought. As she ran into the arena, she spotted a hedgehog(who entered via the doors on the opposite side of the stadium) who was running straight for her. She didn't have much time to react, but she quickly opened up her arms, catching him against her body, sending a good 5,000 volts into him before she was completely bowled over.
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And while this was going on, there was of course, the Storm Eagle/Blur battle going on that seemed to keep the crowd's attention.

But what of the purple puff ball, the time jumper, and the ever mysterious one?

Suddenly, the doors to the stadium opened. All eyes turned to the northern corridor. Out stepped a dark figure dressed in a black trench coat. The other fighters still stared as he made his way down to the arena. When he made his way to the center, he spoke these words,


"My name is Nightshade, and I have hereby decided to join this battle."


The arena was deadly silent as the warrior turned to the lemon colored hedgehog and grinned slightly. "So, there are hedgehogs fighting here are there? Makes no difference, I shall still fight in this arena, no matter what kinds of creatures come in here." Nightshade then reached for his trusty crowbar and prepared for battle. The lemon colored hedgehog then charged at Nightshade, but he was ready. As the hedgehog ran inches away from him, Nightshade took out his crowbar and swung with all his might. The blow connected into the hedgehog's left knee, causing him to fall to the ground, temporarily immobilized.

The brown hedgehog fell on the ground, slightly paralyzed after the blue-haired girl's shocking attack. Heh, she's not one to mess with, it seems. he thought to himself, slowly getting up. "Good attack there." The hedgehog complimented her, as he charged the same, starnge white energy around his arm.

He swung his arm like he would if he was swinging a steel sword, and the white energy blasted off, smacking into the hips of his enemy, knocking her down for a few seconds. The white energy then went ahead and crashed into the arena, causing a small explosion that failed to hurt anyone in any way.

It seemed that the Crowbar wielding weirdo would be victorious. He thought that since the Yellow Hedgehog was immoblie that leaves him with no power, and that every attack that Blur would throw at him would be too slow.....that is, until Blur pulled out a Scrab Gun.

"I don't just rely on speed" States Blur before Pulling the Trigger.

Nightshade tried to smack the Gun out of Blur's hands with the Crowbar, but he only succeeds in denting the Gun as it fired at him full blast. The average Force of a Scarab would've been enough to pound the average skeleton to mush, but the fact that it was just a "Prototype" Taken from Blur first use of the Blades of Chaos....Well, It would have to be fully charged

Still, it was enough to send Both Nightshade and Blur to opposite sides of the arena, with Blur going EVEN further than Nightshade.

Why? Well, the Scarab Gun is a Glass Cannon. All its parts have to work, or it'll go haywire. Sure, the Blast went off with no problem, but the Gun, well Backlashed to Blur, who is slammed to the ground, and thrown halfway across the arena.

Blur is barely able to get up, and immeadiatly takes out his blades, trying to prepare for someone else to hit him.

Both fighters were on the ground.

Storm Eagle was bewildered by the current series of events, but started to seize the opprotunity created by Blur and Nightshade. The winged robot gave a sound that resembled a laugh. He starts to approach Blur, planing to finish what he started. With his mighty sword in his hand, he electrifies his sword and perpares to swing.

Meanwhile:

"Ugggggggghh..." The Purple Kirby finally woke up. "*yawn* That was refreshing!" As the Kirby woke up, an energy wave barely zoomed over his head.

"Man, that was close... Huh?" Mic Kirby Took a look around... the Blonde knight seemed to pass out, Storm Eagle was approaching the knocked-out Blur, a dark figure was K.Oed just like Blur, and a blue haired girl was fighting another hedgehog.

"Geez, what an opening day... and I missed the good parts." MK tries to stand up, but Storm Eagle's assault still had an effect, and a sharp pain came to his body. He hit the ground again, but he fights through the pain to eventually stand up.

"This battle's getting interesting. I need to keep up." Soon after those words, a brilliant flash of light enveloped MK. This attracted everybody's attention, including the other combatants. Soon after, MK apperance has changed; he now looks similar to the two Hedgehogs, but the hair is black with some parts blood red, is now wearing rings on his arms, and has Rocket Skates to his feet. Other than those cosmetic changes, he still looks a lot like the Kirby before the change.

"Showtime, boys and girls" said Mic Kirby(Shadow), with a very confident tone...

*OoC: Start Playing "I am (all of me)" right after the change is complete...*

Ooc: Stop standing around and doign nothing . Your posts have been, entrance, attack staying down like a wuss, still down, ZOMG TRANSFORM! 5 posts, 1 attack. Not good. Pay slightly more attention the the fight as well. Mjolnir is a Hammer, BIG hammer, not sword.
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Storm Eagle moved toward Najimi. Rodents, a now transformed ball of fluff into a rodent, a downed armored man, and a man in a cloak. He refused to acknowledge the entity that seemed to be split into pieces. The girl seemed somewhat of a decent choice for a temporary ally, and there was a rodent rather nearby her.

The brown hedgehog saw him coming, and charged his arms glowing. Storm eagle stopped, and flapped. It was a ridiculous idea, yet worked rather efficiently as his powerful wings brought on gale force winds. The turbine went up as the hedgehog lost grip and began skidding back, his feet digging small trenches.

*Click* Wiirrrr

The twisting winds sent the brown rodent into spiral and he crashed against the arena wall. Storm eagle turned tot he blue haired girl. His voice was a strange mesh of the monotone sound of a machine, the screech of an avian, and one arrogant man. It did not try to hide it's inhuman nature.
"I believe it would be best for us to work together."
He did wait for a response, simply turning towards someone else to attack, most likely the one he previously used as an oversized golf ball. She would be dealt with if she chose unwisely.