"Palutena That pun… stunk…"
"… I suppose it WAS a rather TRASHY joke. Perhaps it was too hasty of me to simply THROW IT OUT as I did. Perhaps I should simply DISPOSE of it."
"Make it stop!"
"MAKE IT STOP!!!"
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"Palutena That pun… stunk…"
"… I suppose it WAS a rather TRASHY joke. Perhaps it was too hasty of me to simply THROW IT OUT as I did. Perhaps I should simply DISPOSE of it."
"Make it stop!"
"MAKE IT STOP!!!"
*finishes headcanons,throws GK at Dark Pit* -asksomekirbycharacters (iiiii couldn't think of anything clever to say ;v;)
"GAH! What in the world?!"
"Alright, pipsqueak, you have five seconds to tell me who the heck you are, and why I shouldn’t punt you into a wall for ramming right into me!"
“Nah…I don’t entirely understand it, myself, so me trying to explain would only confuse further, I think.”
He tilted his head again. “Hah? Alright, if you say so…though, I don’t really go looking for anyone these days.”
“Heh, I see…blowing things up is pretty fun!…Haven’t done that much these days either. Hehehe…" The knight giggled, nodding. ”You’re welcome~”
"You sure are one weird little thing. Exactly how old are you? You act like a child or something, but you sure don't sound like one." He raised an eyebrow at the small puffball.
“The Goddess of Chaos is far more useful to any cause than some goth-garbed rebel, so no, I wouldn’t.”
A wide grin.
“Compensating? Hardly. More in that I’m not about to give my undeserving opponents a handicap." The Triforce of Power shines brightly upon his hand. "My strength is unprecedented to the world. A swing of my arm not only clefts fools in twain, but shatters less worthy blades. Only swords such as these can withstand the might of their wielder.”
"Please. The only use Pandora ever had was the power of flight I ripped from her fiery corpse. She never posed a threat, so any cause you might think she'd be useful for would lead a path of failure."
"In any case, you put a lot of faith into those swords, but do you think you can get bigger ones? I don't think they match the sheer size of your ego just yet.
*finishes headcanons,throws GK at Dark Pit* -asksomekirbycharacters (iiiii couldn't think of anything clever to say ;v;)
"GAH! What in the world?!"
"Alright, pipsqueak, you have five seconds to tell me who the heck you are, and why I shouldn’t punt you into a wall for ramming right into me!"
After a moment of thinking, he chose to disregard the first comment, having failed to think of a clever response to it.
"ehhhhhh…Well, long story short, I basically fused someone else’s DNA to my DNA, which made them grow, and, lemme tell you, that was painful.”
Galacta nodded. “Dark Pit, huh?…Does that mean there’s someone just named ‘Pit’ running around here, or…? —Wait wait wait, you mean…like, an actual angel? Awesome!” He grinned up at DP from behind his mask.
Not that this guy behaved like any angel he imagined…
"Fused your what to a who? I've got a feeling that explaining it would go on forever, so let's just assume you found a pair of angel wings and put them on you for now."
Dark Pit groaned. 'Here we go...' he thought. "Yes, there is someone around here named 'Pit.' Don't go looking for him, and if you ever actually meet him, don't mention me to him at all." he demanded.
"And yes, both of us are angels. We blow things up, and I am indeed awesome, thanks for noticing."
“In the manner that I am so called by all, then yes.”
A soft snicker escapes him.
“Truly. You wish to speak of appearances; that’s your battle plan?" A small, smirking headshake. "Let’s just say my new look is…inherited, to a degree. Though not to the blatant extent of…well, some people.”
A frown formed on his face for the shortest of seconds before he responded.
"Well, all things considered, I at least bring something new to the table, unlike a certain evil swordsman that, instead of slicing his enemies to pieces with a giant blade, resorts to copying a race car driver’s fighting style."
“Oh, yes. Leeching off a goddess’ power to fly? That is most definitely original.
—Ah wait, no. I forget, the other angel already does that.
The only thing unique about you is your mouthing off, and given how ineffectual it is, it might as well be the other angel’s justice-oriented rantings.”
A brow is quirked up at the second comment.
“…What the devil is a “race car”, and why should I care?”
A loud shwing! sounds as Ganondorf draws his two Great Swords, each about the side of the mirrored angel himself.
“You speak of a lack of blades? Do you think these to be kitchen knives, boy?”
"Nah, you see, while Pit leeches off of Palutena's power to be able to fly for just a few minutes, I took whatever there was left of Pandora for my own. Gotta say, unlimited flight is worth the price of having one less goddess around. I'm sure you'd agree."
While Dark Pit wasn't exactly shocked at the sight of Ganondorf's blades, he was a bit confused for a moment. 'What the...? Did I end up in the wrong crossover?' he thought to himself.
"Seems I was mistaken. Oh well, no big deal, really. Gotta say though, I thought you were compensating with one giant sword, but two? You must have some issues."
*finishes headcanons,throws GK at Dark Pit* -asksomekirbycharacters (iiiii couldn't think of anything clever to say ;v;)
"GAH! What in the world?!"
"Alright, pipsqueak, you have five seconds to tell me who the heck you are, and why I shouldn’t punt you into a wall for ramming right into me!"
"Really?" He frowned. "…I think you need to see someone about that punting problem of yours, then." Galacta giggled a bit after that, apparently amused by his own words. "Though, I’ll do my best."
"Just a winged puffball, nothing more, nothing less." Ok, 90% of that was a lie, but he doubted this new person would care to hear his whole life-as-Galacta-story…That, and Meta had taken the title of “greatest warrior” away from him, hadn’t he?
"…Aaaand, who and what are you?" Ok, he could have phrased that better, but he was already asked both questions, right? It was only fair.
"You say that, and yet you only make me want to punt you even more." he frowned, quickly annoyed by this little ball. "Where'd you get those wings from, anyway?"
"The name's Dark Pit. Try and remember that, since so many people tend to forget it. I'm an angel. That answer your question?"
*finishes headcanons,throws GK at Dark Pit* -asksomekirbycharacters (iiiii couldn't think of anything clever to say ;v;)
"GAH! What in the world?!"
"Alright, pipsqueak, you have five seconds to tell me who the heck you are, and why I shouldn’t punt you into a wall for ramming right into me!"
"Whoa-!"
He flapped back a bit, rubbing his head. “owww… -hm?”
Tilting his head, he looked over Dark Pit curiously. What the heck…?
"…um…In order, my name’s Galacta Knight", he bowed a bit, still in the air, "Nice to meet you!…I think. And it was an accident. You don’t punt people into walls for accidents, do you?”
"Actually, I have. A lot. You should've watched where you were going." Dark Pit shook his head before continuing. "Anyway, what the heck are you supposed to be, anyway? You look like that Meta Knight guy if he fell in a bucket of pink paint." Always the rude one, Dark Pit.
"Pretty ironic, considering I’m the one that can actually fly, but I know that’s not what you meant. You’re that so-called "Demon King," right?"
"Nice hairdo, by the way. Is that a side effect of having a big yellow triangle stuck on your hand, or are you just being experimental?"
“In the manner that I am so called by all, then yes.”
A soft snicker escapes him.
“Truly. You wish to speak of appearances; that’s your battle plan?" A small, smirking headshake. "Let’s just say my new look is…inherited, to a degree. Though not to the blatant extent of…well, some people.”
A frown formed on his face for the shortest of seconds before he responded.
"Well, all things considered, I at least bring something new to the table, unlike a certain evil swordsman that, instead of slicing his enemies to pieces with a giant blade, resorts to copying a race car driver's fighting style."
*finishes headcanons,throws GK at Dark Pit* -asksomekirbycharacters (iiiii couldn't think of anything clever to say ;v;)
"GAH! What in the world?!"
"Alright, pipsqueak, you have five seconds to tell me who the heck you are, and why I shouldn’t punt you into a wall for ramming right into me!"
"Well, this feels ominous."
"Anyway, it’s good to be back. Gotta get back into action if I’m joining a big tournament, after all.”
"Oh yes, I forgot! Congratulations on getting into that tournament. Hope you find your company… tolerable."
"I'm entering from the side of Palutena and her yes-man. Not even someone with the patience of a saint could tolerate the both of them at the same time. I plan on waiting until I see someone strong. Then I'll go ahead and take action. The longer I avoid those two, the better."
“A fallen angel now dogs my steps? How amusing.”
"Pretty ironic, considering I'm the one that can actually fly, but I know that's not what you meant. You're that so-called "Demon King," right?"
"Nice hairdo, by the way. Is that a side effect of having a big yellow triangle stuck on your hand, or are you just being experimental?"
"Welcome back, Dark Pit."
"Well, this feels ominous."
"Anyway, it's good to be back. Gotta get back into action if I'm joining a big tournament, after all."
*a small present floats down with a note attached to it* "Heyo Dark, heard you got into smash, congrats on that! Inside this box is a small dark wing-shaped pin..hope you like." signed: a mortal wishing you the best. (^u^)/ *to mun: nice Rp blog, keep it up!*
"Uh… a pin?"
"Well, good to know someone’s looking forward to a real winner participating in Smash, at least. Thanks, whoever sent this.”
"Now the only question is how this managed to make it all the way up here…"
((Thank you very much! I aim to please!))
So, you don't like "Pittoo" because you're your own angel and not a second Pit. But "Dark Pit" is like the same thing. So... Why "Dark Pit" instead of "Dark" or something else?
"Why ‘Dark Pit?’ because that’s just my name. I don’t see any reason to change it. I was always Dark Pit from the beginning. It might not be creative, but that’s not something I can really help."
"Besides, ‘Pitto,’ isn’t even a fitting name in a meta sense. A second Pit would look, move, and act the exact same as the first Pit. Pit only looks a bit like me. I act, talk, and move way more different than that servant boy. Dark Pit fits just a bit more.
And time to sleep...
"Already? What, this took too much out of you?"
((Shut up. Anyways, this looks to be a lot of fun! Feels good to be back! I'll be back for more tomorrow! :D))
"Pittoo!"
"Nope. No. You did not just say that. I refuse to hear those words come out of your mouth. We are going to try this again, and you are going to use my actual name, understand? My name is Dark Pit! D-A-R-K P-I-T. Now, let me hear you try."
"Oh, and long time, no see, I guess."
"And you already know how I feel about that precious goddess of yours. In Smash, the only words are victory and defeat. If Palutena wants to live up to that title of hers, she’ll have to prove her strength.
"Pittoo, I know you have a grudge against me."
"And that reminds me."
"Don’t we have some unfinished business?"
"What's wrong? Can't wait a couple more weeks? I haven't even finished getting my stuff ready. By the way, my grudge isn't towards you. It's towards those gods that act all high and mighty, yet all they do is start wars over the most petty reasons. Viridi hates human for 'destroying the environment,' your precious Palutena commands you to attack anyone who doesn't fit to her desires, and I don't think I need to mention Hades. These gods are no better than those they claim to be against, and you serve that goddess of yours without thinking twice of what might happen should things go her way. Think about it. How many times did she put you in needless danger?"
"Pittoo!"
"Nope. No. You did not just say that. I refuse to hear those words come out of your mouth. We are going to try this again, and you are going to use my actual name, understand? My name is Dark Pit! D-A-R-K P-I-T. Now, let me hear you try."
"Oh, and long time, no see, I guess."
"Considering you had no problems saying it all the time, you’re just as responsible as she is."
"And heck yeah! It’s been a while since I got into a good fight. I hear we’re getting some real legends in this one. Think you’ll be able to keep up with me, Pit-Stain? I don’t want to meet my untimely end because you ended up flattened like a pancake under some fat penguin in a bathrobe."
"I lost once. I don’t plan to again. I’ve been training with Lady Palutena, and I know that through her, I’ll be the strongest in the Tournament. The faith I have in her is what motivates me."
"You do remember that she’s participating too, right? She can’t exactly give you strength when she’s beating you down. But hey, you’ve got some new attacks this time, so maybe you’ll do better. Or not, depending on who you end up against.
"You know I don’t tolerate any slander towards Lady Palutena! You know that better then anyone!"
"And you already know how I feel about that precious goddess of yours. In Smash, the only words are victory and defeat. If Palutena wants to live up to that title of hers, she'll have to prove her strength.