Mystery Dungeon Rp/Story

*He smile and rub her head*
I can't tell you how proud of you I am...

Lucy jumps in front of Wigglytuff, growling, "Leave the pink piece of bubblegum alone. What did he do to you? And can't you see how pitiful he looks now, crying into his paws like a freaking hankie? Show some mercy!"

*Derek turns the corner and starts walking towards Wigglytuff, not bothering to hide at all. As he does, he forms a fire blade in his hand, letting its tip drag across the floor, burning a streak into the floor*
Derek-" I found you you little son of a b*tch! There's no getting out of it this time, you're going to pay for what you've done in the past."

Symmetry said:

Lucy jumps in front of Wigglytuff, growling, "Leave the pink piece of bubblegum alone. What did he do to you? And can't you see how pitiful he looks now, crying into his paws like a freaking hankie? Show some mercy!"

Derek-" Oh no, he's not getting away from me this time. I've been waiting for this moment for FAR too long."

*Silver is right behind Derek*



*NOva nods*
No one hurts Daddy.

"You, sir, are an inhumane monster. Haven't you ever once thought of, you know, LETTING IT GO? Or perhaps CONSIDERING IT WATER UNDER THE BRIDGE? Life is so limited when you hold grudges, I'm telling you now. You're not even offering him any last words or anything," she says, disappointed by the look of her face and tone of her voice.

*Kane is under the couch, smoke riding out...an all too familiar smell rising out from it*




Blaze: that's right, and nobody hurts my baby girl.
*He smiles and hugs her tight*
Blaze: can't wait to tell Mommy about this.

Derek-" Water under the bridge?! This little piece of crap was responsible for the death of thousands, a dictatorship that ruled the world for 10 years, and the downfall of the old rescue teams! I'm not about to let someone go who basically threw the entire world into a kettle of crap and let it simmer for so long!"
*He pushes her aside, heading straight for Wigglytuff*

By now, she's had enough of this. "SHUT UP. SHUT UP AND LISTEN TO WHAT YOU'RE SAYING," she screams, "THERE'S ALWAYS A CHANCE FOR REDEMPTION!"

*Silver sits down and watches*



*Nova smiles and nods*

*He turns and puts a hand on her head, making her look him in the eyes*
Derek-" Okay, I'll leave the choice up to you. Either you kill him now by putting this sword through his heart and killing him fast, or we leave him and let Kendra deal with him. I assure you, she'll torture him in the worst ways imaginable. She'll make him beg for death, and never give it to him. She'll have him in a constant state of pain for the next 10 years..."
*He puts the sword in her hands and squeezes her hand, making her grasp it*

*Silver's ears perk forward*
Kendra?

Warm, salty tears form and slide down her face. "I don't....I can't....I can't kill! All life is sacred, don't you understand that!?" she wails.

Derek-" I understand that, and I completely support that statement... but this is more out of mercy. Either you give him a mercy killing, or leave him to suffer."

*He yawns and stops healing her, ignoring his own wounds he lays his head down*





*Kane sits under the couch smoking his happy grass and eating his cheese puffs*
=_=

*Nova hugs his head*


*Silver lets out a sigh*

"Oh," she sniffs, "I understand now..." Talking in as soft and warm a tone she can to Wigglytuff, she asks, "I'm sorry I've been saddled with this terrible task. There's only one thing I have to ask you. Do you have any last words?"

*The legs disappear on the couch, making it fall on Kane's head*

*Wigglytuff starts wailing loudly and runs over to the corner, curling up and trying to protect himself from the blade. Derek walks over to Silver's side and pats her head*
Derek-" So you know Kendra, right?"

*Silver turns her head from Derek and sits down*
Don't even say that name around me.
*there is a certain tone in her voice, one that she rarely uses*

I guess I have to pull this out now, she thinks before pulling out a Perfect Apple and tossing it to Wigglytuff, hoping it will get him to come out of his curled-up position.