Niveau: 2
Jour/Heure: Jour un; Soirée
Lieu: Château du Seigneur Démon - Extérieur; Forêt -> En route vers le Château Abandonné
Étiquette: Naija 
Mention: Mario 
Nombre de mots: 936
(P)Damage +1
(P)Défense +1
(M)E)Damage +1
Dextérité +2
Capacité : Feu
Le sol trembla sous les pieds rapides de Fox, alors qu'il courait à la hâte jusqu'à l'emplacement de Mario, le tremblement soudain menaçant de le jeter hors de l'équilibre avant qu'il ne s'arrête à la place. Il a été frappé exceptionnellement dur par cela, mais d'une manière extrasensorielle plutôt qu'une physique. Alors qu'il reprit son rythme, Fox se leva pour attraper la vue du troupeau de banshee kin grouillant au-dessus, en signalant vaguement du contexte que quelque chose n'allait pas. Il avait espéré qu'il arriverait à temps pour prêter son aide, mais il trouverait rapidement ses espoirs brisés lorsqu'il s'est rendu sur les lieux. Il a été accueilli avec le site de leur chef s'est effondré à genoux en regardant impuissant que le Seigneur Démon s'est retiré après ses minions, son bon travail ici terminé.
Il chuchotait à lui-même.
Le Cornerian est arrivé trop tard pour en être témoin, mais il était clair ce qui s'était passé. Tant mieux qu'il ait été épargné les détails ; cela lui sauverait la peine et le chagrin de devoir le décrire à n'importe qui d'autre... spécifiquement aux proches de Mario. Il se sentait cependant désolé pour Naija, puisqu'il ne pouvait pas dire la même chose pour elle. Elle désespérait visiblement du fait même que « La Légende Lui-même » pourrait être fait par quelque chose comme cela, sans parler de voir cela se produire de première main, et comme quelqu'un qui était au moins un peu mal connu avec lui, Fox ne pouvait pas lui reprocher. Cela dit, il n'était pas un à soumettre, même face à l'adversité sombre, et maintenant tout à fait sûr n'était pas le temps de le faire.
Il faut qu'on y aille, il a insisté dans son ton par défaut - pas trop sévère ou commandant. Il n'y a rien que nous puissions faire ici, ni pour lui ni pour personne d'autre. Nous devons le voir à travers... pour l'amour de tous, il a suivi après une deuxième pause, espérant transmettre un sens de la compréhension ainsi que l'objectivité tout en ne montrant aucun signe de compromis dans son intégrité mentale/émotionnelle ou sa détermination. Bien sûr, cela ne voulait pas dire qu'il n'était pas contrarié, mais il n'allait certainement pas le montrer. Après tout, quelqu'un devrait garder son sang-froid, et si ce n'est lui, alors qui d'autre?
Naija se leva pour réaffirmer ce que Fox lui avait déjà dit, comme si elle ne l'avait entendu qu'à moitié (si c'était le cas). Quoi qu'il en soit, ils partageaient le même sentiment et, comme il se serait avéré, la même idée. Elle disparut dans les bois et rapporta une bûche en forme de faveur pour le porter, lui ordonnant de monter à bord de la plate-forme de fortune. Il monta vers le haut sur le transport aérien improvisé et s'agenouilla pour la stabilité pendant le décollage initial, mais il n'aurait guère à le retenir. Une fois qu'ils sont allés, il s'est positionné debout pour se tenir prêt à leur opposition pendant qu'ils passaient.
Faites-nous un maximum d'avance sur eux. Je vous garderai à l'abri. À votre signal, le pilote dicta, soulevant légèrement l'inflexion de sa voix pour qu'on l'entende au-dessus de l'air. Il a tiré son blaster à mi-chemin dans sa dernière phrase et l'a gardé à ses côtés jusqu'à ce qu'ils soient en position, prêts à faire bon état de ses intentions.
C'était presque pratique, vraiment, comme il avait fait quelque chose de semblable à cela deux fois auparavant; une fois sur l'aile Falco, puis encore sur Wolf. Si seulement il était armé aussi lourdement. Il aurait à faire avec ce qu'il avait, mais peut-être que ce serait juste assez. Bien qu'étant dans son moindre état, il semblait évident que son blaster faisait encore suffisamment de dégâts pour envoyer les soldats corrompus (peut-être moreso), et contrairement à avant, il avait son réflecteur sur lui au cas où il devait renvoyer quoi que ce soit. Il serait particulièrement à la recherche de fioles magiques maintenant qu'il savait à quoi s'attendre d'eux (pour la plupart, de toute façon).
Une fois que Naija a donné l'ordre, Fox a levé son bras latéral et laissé voler une légère pluie de feu laser. Il a maintenu son objectif délibéré alors qu'il se déplaçait de façon fluide et transparente entre chaque cible en vue (à l'exception d'Odin en raison de la redondance), mais il épargnerait peu ou pas de pause dans son rythme de tir, sauf pour la nécessité de répondre à toute attaque entrante, qui devait être attendue. Si l'un d'eux sortait une fiole, Fox réagirait de deux façons selon la rapidité avec laquelle il pourrait la vérifier. Soit il tirait directement sur les pots pour tenter de les briser avant de laisser les mains de leurs utilisateurs, soit il essayait simplement de les replacer dans la foule, à défaut du premier. Ils étaient tous deux des perspectives risquées, mais le succès donnerait idéalement des résultats optimaux en retirant au moins une bonne majorité de la force de poursuite. Si rien d'autre, ça les ralentirait au moins. Bien sûr, il devrait aussi se méfier des lances lancées, si leurs ennemis devenaient désespérés.
Fox avait tout de même l'intention de diminuer les nombres de l'ennemi et de rendre cela aussi difficile que possible pour eux. Ce faisant, il espérait réduire inversement une partie de la pression que lui et Naija avaient malheureusement été contraints de mettre sur leurs alliés en leur apportant le combat. Il n'était déjà pas heureux d'avoir à se retirer et d'appeler à la sauvegarde, encore moins la perte d'un tel joueur majeur en étant la raison. Jusqu'à leur arrivée, il faisait sa part pour faire tomber le plus grand nombre des vautours de jeune fille maudits qu'il pouvait peut-être auparavant, et étant donné la nature maintenant moyennement personnelle de la situation, il était plus qu'avide de le faire.
Character Name: Fox McCloud
Title: Legend
Kingdom: Corneria, Lylat System, Nintendo
Visual Description:




Written Description: As his name suggests, Fox is an anthropomorphic… erm, fox, whose stature and build could be considered slightly below human average (5’8”, 155lbs), but his form is clearly that of an athlete. Obvious animal characteristics aside, his sharp green eyes and a symmetrical white streak centered along the crown of his head between his ears seem to be among the few of his discerning features that are immediately apparent, with a notable lack of whiskers or visible scars despite his biology and profession, respectively. He sports a sleeveless green jumpsuit complimented by a small red scarf, along with rounded combat boots and fingerless gloves; both of which are lightly armored and accented in red. Variably included in his outfit are a fitted, low-profile comms helmet, equipped with a retractable green eyepiece of speculative application, and his trademark padded white/grey flight jacket with sleeves rolled into cuffs at his forearms. More consistently, however, he is always openly, visibly armed with his trusted blaster and reflector at each side of his belt, as he never goes anywhere without them (not since Sauria, anyways) and will not quietly forfeit, remove, or otherwise forego them for any reason. It goes without saying that he simply likes to be prepared for anything.
Personality: Calm, brave, competent, and dedicated, Fox is a natural-born leader. Having been raised on the very simple idea to “never give up,” he has since carried with him a commanding, indomitable will throughout his entire life. With this came a certain sense of moral responsibility to the universe; to fight for what’s right. He has a very collective, serious nature about him, but he knows when to lighten up and enjoy himself. With a penchant for brash, bold, daring antics that all but erase the line between fearlessness and outright insanity, he tends to have an air of arrogance and overconfidence about him with an undertone of immaturity. Regardless, he’s never one to back down - even in the face of seemingly impossible adversity - and when his friends, loved ones, or any others in need are counting on him, he will do anything and everything in his power to pull through for their sakes.
Game: Star Fox series, Super Smash Bros.
Current Story: Following the Subspace Incident, things have been relatively quiet. The incidental decline in urgent threats has lead to a near cessation of team Star Fox activity, followed by its unofficial disbanding. This seemed for the better, of course, as it gave them much needed relief from militaristic heroics to adjourn to their own lives; whatever they may entail. For Fox, however, it doesn't feel so simple. After everything he’s lived through, how could it be?
As a long-time staple participant in Smash, it was no secret to him that there are other worlds out there, but he had never before considered that other, greater threats came with them. The battle with Tabuu, one that took the combined efforts of many heroes (and villains) to win, opened up the possibility that there is always something worse out there, and whatever it may be, it will come. This has left him in a lingering state of unease that compels him to return to his old life and seek out such threats wherever they may hide and eliminate them, even if he has to do it alone. This has placed a concerning amount of strain on his relationship with Krystal, much to their shared dismay, which makes their protracted attempt at a peaceful, settled life considerably more difficult. That being said, the multiverse seems to have gotten along fine without him, so if all truly is well, perhaps it is best that he hang it up and leave his fighting days as far behind him as he can.
If only they would stay there...
Weapon(s)
Blaster - A lightweight, rapid-fire laser pistol with a seemingly inexhaustible charge. While not immediately lethal, it is effective for dealing damage in quick succession and bursting down anyone foolish enough to be in front of it for too long. Unfortunately, in its default state, its stopping power is next to non-existent against sturdier targets, so it cannot always be relied on as a primary means of offense or defense.
Impact Shot - A mode of alternate fire that sacrifices firing rate for stronger single shots that sport slightly higher damage and greater stopping power. Capable of knocking opponents back.
Reflector - A compact, portable barrier emitter that encompasses the user in a hexagonal field of pulsating energy capable of reflecting most forms of ballistic or energy-based projectiles or other non-physical attacks as well as repelling and damaging enemies within its AOE when activated. Reflected attacks are also returned with slightly increased energy. However, it cannot protect the user from physical force, and there are limits to what it can reflect as well as how much it can withstand at a time before “breaking”. (Fox, in particular, can stall and sometimes break his momentum when using it in midair.)
Stat.
Level Four
 (P)Damage 6
 (P)Defense 3
 (M)(E)Damage 3
 (M)(E)Defense 4
 Dexterity 9
Critical 5%
XP ////////// ////////// ////////// ////////// (31/40)
 = stat base
Squad: Delta
General Abilities
Illusion - Fox performs an illusory forward dash at such speed that translucent afterimages of him are left behind, traversing a moderate distance in an instant. Good for making quick escapes or closing gaps between targets. Can also lightly damage/stun enemies upon contact.
Fire - Fox cloaks himself in a flaming aura and propels himself in the direction of his choosing with a powerful burst of kinetic energy, damaging foes that make contact with him at any point during the move. Useful as a means of attack AND traversal. However, he is inert while charging, and he cannot alter his trajectory mid-flight.
Takeoff - A non-lethal variant of Fire intended solely for movement. Covers slightly greater distance and is significantly faster with next to nonexistent startup and marginally greater air control.
Special Abilities
(Slot One.)
Items
(Slot One.)
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(Slot Three.)
Strengths
Adept Pilot - Land, air, sea, space; Fox has seamlessly conquered every terrain he has ever been placed in. If it flies, drives, swims, and (preferably) shoots, chances are he can use it to great effect, and there are only few who can rival him at it.
Martial Artist - Even out of the cockpit, Fox is a more than able combatant - be it armed or hand-to-hand. He is extraordinarily quick and deceptively powerful, capable of singling out and dispatching stronger opponents than himself with surprising efficiency.
Veteran - Fox has spent roughly half his life in battle with nary a loss to his name. Naturally, this comes with the knowledge and experience necessary to maintain one's composure in the heat of battle and adapt as needed to succeed.
Leader - While he’s not what one would call a strategist or a tactician, he can always be counted on to step up to the mantle of leadership that has become oh-so-familiar to him. Preferring to take on a more active, direct role in combat (or whatever else), he will almost always put himself - sometimes only himself - on the front line or in the dead center of the action to see a mission through; readily staking his own life before anyone else’s.
Weaknesses
For all of his noteworthy capabilities, feats, and accomplishments, Fox is often one of the least physically, mentally, and spiritually remarkable people in the room, and he will just as often find himself accordingly outmatched; sometimes to a spectacularly overwhelming degree. On top of that he’s a fragile speedster, so his durability leaves something to be desired. His well-roundedness does little to make up for any of these shortcomings, as that comes with its own trade-off: a lack of specialty. Sure, he can do just about anything, but there’s always someone who can do one or more of those things better. This ensures that he will always be fighting uphill in order to prevail.
Achievements

Character Name: Banjo & Kazooie
Title: Legend
Kingdom: Spiral Mountain, Isle O’ Hags, The forgotten kingdom of Rare (former Nintendo protectorate)
Visual Description:




Written Description: Banjo is a brown, blue-eyed, anthropomorphic honey bear with a round, protruded muzzle with a spherical nose at the end of it. Although not visibly toned or muscular, he is rather stout and stocky for one of average height, clocking in at 5’10”, 180 lbs. With the decisive omission upper-body clothing or footwear, his outfit is about as simple and consistent as they come: a pair of yellow shorts fastened with a black leather belt, a shark tooth necklace, and his compact blue backpack that he is understandably never seen without. Renting out the space within said backpack free of charge is his best friend, Kazooie, a green-eyed, red-crested breegull (hybrid avian breed of fictional species) with wing and tail feathers that fade into yellow tips at the ends. She stands at close to the same height as Banjo, but considerably lighter at 5’2, 45 lbs. Despite her relatively close stature, she can still fit comfortably and seamlessly inside Banjo’s backpack, where she resides most of the time.
Personality: Banjo is invariably amiable, generous, good-natured, well-mannered, and laid-back to a near fault. He holds no grudges and takes nothing personally (Gruntilda notwithstanding), and he will almost always politely address strangers with the use of honorifics. Never wishing to offend, he is constantly pulling damage control to put out Kazooie’s behavioral fires on account of her big mouth. His simpler speech and inability to produce effective witticisms often gives off the impression that he is slow or inept. The biggest flaw in his character would be his non-committal tendencies indicative of laziness, but he has also been known to be a bit of a compulsive liar, especially in cases where it would spare someone a harsh truth.
Kazooie, the polar opposite to Banjo, is brazenly obnoxious, sarcastic, mouthy, cynical, confrontational, and unapologetic. There’s next to no one she’s ever met without somehow insulting them, which has lead to quite the number of predicaments for her and Banjo (who seems to be the sole exception from her verbal slights). Though outspokenly tactless and uncouth, she is not inherently selfish, mean-spirited, or amoral. She recognizes just as well as any when the need arises to combat evil and injustice, and she will eagerly revel in the opportunity to stamp it out.
Despite their contrary nature, Banjo and Kazooie are nigh inseparable; the very personification of “opposites attract.” The one thing they have in common above all else is their willingness to help out others in need… and a knack for being charming as hell while doing it.
Game: Banjo-Kazooie, Banjo-Tooie
Current Story: After defeating the revived Gruntilda and foiling her schemes for the second time, life has been relatively uneventful for the iconic buddy duo… unless you factor in a certain infamous non-canon spin-off and the turbulent franchise history that lead up to it. Before the grand promise of Banjo-Threeie could be fulfilled, their studio kingdom was unexpectedly bought out and taken over by another governing body. As a result, they were subsequently debased in a stupid-ass car building game that audaciously mocked and insulted the very legacy it acted to live off of while alienating the fans it tried to attract neglected with the changing of the times. Thus, their kingdom tragically receded from its former glory, and has not since returned to it. Many of its most loyal followers have clamored for a “true” revival of the Golden Age of Rareware - from simpler favors as having Banjo & Kazooie in Smash, to greater undertakings as proper sequels to the likes of them and Conker. However, licensing issues political barriers and the departure of lead creative talent external migration have sadly kept any of that from ever coming to be… but that hasn’t stopped others from trying.
As rumors of a “spiritual successor” began to circulate, they eventually caught word of a would-be stand-in duo from the Playtonic Isles - a newfound territory of the Indie Federation - set to take up their mantle. Predictably, Kazooie responded with scoffs of bitter contempt at the idea that anyone could replace her and Banjo, whereas Banjo, knowing full well the size of the shoes they hoped to fill, simply wished the best of luck for the two with their endeavor… whoever they were. As it turned out, they would have their own new adventure to embark on following the invitation to the funeral of a fallen hero. Excited by the very prospect, eager to prove that they weren’t just a pair of has-beens and antiquated relics, and simply having nothing better to do, they would happily take this opportunity to come out of their forced retirement to get back into the world that so desperately wanted and needed them. The bear and bird were back!
Weapon(s)
Egg Firing - From a crouched position, Kazooie can fire egg projectiles forward from her mouth or backwards from… elsewhere. Blue Eggs come as standard ammunition, but other ammunition types can be unlocked.
Blue Eggs - Deals normal physical damage. Can be fired in three-round volleys. (100/100)
Stat.
Level Two
 (P)Damage 5
 (P)Defense 4
 (M)(E)Damage 1
 (M)(E)Defense 2
 Dexterity 3
Critical 0%
XP ////////// ////////// (2/20)
 = stat base
Squad: Alpha
General Abilities
Beak Buster - While airborne, Banjo & Kazooie invert and tuck in place before vigorously diving downward, powerfully slamming beak-first into whatever is underneath them. Devastating as an attack, but potentially harmful if used recklessly from certain heights. Cannot be cancelled, but hitting an enemy on the way down will mitigate fall damage.
Talon Trot - Kazooie emerges from Banjo’s backpack to ‘take the driver’s seat’ as it were, carrying him on her back. This allows them to scale steep surfaces on foot and increases their run speed (and thus jump distance) almost threefold. However, beyond movement, no other actions can be performed while this is active, but it can be toggled on and off with little interruption.
Special Abilities
(Slot One.)
Items
(Slot One.)
(Slot Two.)
(Slot Three.)
Strengths
Physical Aptitude - With surprising strength, durability, and stamina, not betrayed by their appearances, they are capable of shattering boulders and worn, stressed, cracked steel with physical force alone, surviving some falls, crashes, even small explosive fire, and maintaining their pace even with critical injury.
Adaptable Mobility - Not the fastest at any of it, but the two can get around by just about any means they can manage, be it running, climbing, jumping, swimming, and even flying. There’s virtually nowhere they can’t reach.
Potential - Individually and paired, they have a veritable combined plethora of useful abilities to be unlocked. On top of that, they are fairly flexible in regards to what can be worked into their ability pool, and somehow, though inexplicably, they have even been proven to be physiologically pliable enough through magical means to be safely morphed to and from other living forms both organic and inorganic as needed.
Teamwork - Even while apart, they have an almost symbiotic propensity for working together; often times without even having to be present in the same area. Together, they can solve just about any problem or overcome any obstacle.
Weaknesses
Though, they are not specifically vulnerable or weak to any particular damage types, they have no definite resistances or immunities either, so most, if not all, forms of attack can theoretically affect them without proper safeguards. Furthermore, the two are individually weaker and less capable when separated. Although, together they have a shared mind and capacity between them for getting things done, they both lack in the way of technical knowledge, skills, competencies, or proficiencies (besides playing the respective instruments for which they’re named), and while they are capable of managing in combat, they do not profoundly excel at it in any way. This effectively means that they do not suit or fulfill any ideal role or position, which makes improvisation a must for them.
Achievements
Not since Rare Replay.