Fourth Wall (Multiple Character Post)

[markofthewise]

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[Even though many of these people are currently away on missions, somehow they manage to end up in Luceti in their old haunts, unaware that they shouldn't be around.

Sokka is in the smithy, doing his usual work. Kurt Wagner is hanging out in the Rec Center, kicking back to play games. Ling Yao is on the roof of a building watching all the new people in amusement. Ganondorf is short on patience and makes his way on horseback to the mountains until this is all over. Arthur is absolutely puzzled, having had no experience with experiments, and is looking for anyone familiar in the crowd.]

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Ganon

[nyannyannyannyannyannyan]

[A small grey cat now stood before you. It's face was lifeless, a mouth frozen in time into a disturbing and twisted smirk. The blushed cheeks would remind one of an old porcelain doll. It's eyes are blank voids, extruding from it's face as nothing more than shiny black balls, reflecting what little light they managed to catch. It's body was almost flat, with only minimal depth to the poptart like compound it now consisted of. The light pink texture was covered with scratches, revealing a darker pink texture beneath. It was almost impossible to tell what this creature actually consisted of. Was it alive? Or was it merely a toy, thrown away by an unwanting child. Behind it was a rainbow streamer, a flash of color that trailed like a running stream. Where did it come from? Was it attached to the creature or a type of magic that simply followed it's master.

Despite it's static appearance, a noise came from within. It echo'd as if it was bouncing around a hollow cave.]

Nyan nyan nyan nyan, nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan, nyan nyan nyan nyan, nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan.

[dragmire]

[Oh. Now that was most annoying. Ganondorf took but a moment to stare at the strange floating creature before determining it was of no practical use or value to him. So hoping to rid himself of the incessant noise, he sent a bolt of energy in its direction.

[nyannyannyannyannyannyan]

[The strange cat avoids the bolt, flying off into the sky with it's rainbow trailing behind. It's almost taunting you.]

Nyan nyan nyan nyan~!

[dragmire]

[Well. That's tedious. He'll just throw something a little stronger and harder to dodge. Like a lightning bolt.]

[nyannyannyannyannyannyan]

[How could you electrocute Nyancat? It may be rotting and half-dead, but it still feels pain. A single rainbow colored tear dripped down it's aging meme face and it comes tumbling to the ground.

Why you do this? I just wanted to be frens 5eva.]

Nyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan.

[dragmire]

[Cuz he's just plain dagnasty evil.

And he'll follow it with another bolt.]

[nyannyannyannyannyannyan]

[It lies there on the ground, barely moving it's legs if not only due to the electric currents causing the nerves to react.

It's burnt and crisp now. Nobody likes burned poptarts, that's like, the worst thing that can happen to a poptart. It will never be loved now. With it's final breath it cries a single but short "Nyan".]

[dragmire]

[No point in risking it's return. Ganondorf will stomp it out. He's a hero.]

[nyannyannyannyannyannyan]

[Oh, it will be back. For as long as the internet exists the Nyancat will live on. Whether it's smooth jazz or mexican tacos, the legend will never die, it will only come back stronger than before.

THAT IS THE TRUE BEAUTY OF NYANCAT'S DEATH.]