#monadoiii

[aplushemporium]

“...Wanya.”

[Something to the lines of “You do realize that you smashers can go out into the town and do stuff, right?”]

“...Wanyaaaa...”

[“The mansion isn’t everything, wanya...”]

“Wanya!”

[“Min Min’s ramen is delicious by the way!” It appears this Waddle Dee has been frequenting the Ramen shop...but take out only. They still have a job.]

[multimusewonderland]

@monado-iii​ inquired:

"Well, you can't exactly have a battle of the strongest people without at least a few villains." Shulk shrugs. He's gotten a bit numb to seeing Ganon in the halls. "I'm legitimately surprised that Dracula wasn't allowed to participate in the tournament with his raw power. There are a lot of children around here, though, and not all of their parents are alright with them swearing."

In referral to this

He grinds his teeth, evidently frustrated. There were many things he could say, and he was making a partial effort to find one of the softer routes... But it doesn’t take long for him to figure that being blunt is the way to go. "People here have KILLED OTHER PEOPLE. Heck, some people here are gods, made deals with ‘em, or carry some sorta bond with ‘em.”

A begruding sigh and Lucas tries his best to settle back down, though he can’t help but continue to scowl. “And if you’re a kid... Ah’ dunno what t’ tell yah. We’re at ‘a battle of the strongest people’, as yah put it. If your parents can’t handle yah swearin’ then why are yah here in the first place? Especially seein’ as almost all of us went through that whole ‘World of Light’ thingie, where we literally got possessed by either our friends or worst enemies, pitted against each other, an’ had t’ wander a wasteland for months while everyone tried t’ kill us.”

“You guys are just tryin’ t’ police a bunch of people who went through literal hell t’ get here an’ STAY HERE on some stupid lil’ words! That’s all you’re doin’!!”

[multimusewonderland]

@monado-iii​​ inquired:

There's one fighter Shulk hasn't had the opportunity to talk with much, and that's that strange masked character with the lance. He's seen them in tournaments (though he hasn't been able to actually fight them himself yet), but other than that? He hasn't seen hide nor hair of them. Thankfully, they're rather unique looking, so tracking them down isn't a problem. "Excuse me," he kneels down to their level. "I don't think we've met yet. I'm Shulk, nice to meet you."

~

If there was one thing the vessel hadn’t expected to occur - neither in the tournament nor in general - it was the cracking of their precious Pure Nail.

The weapon was highly sentimental to them, retaining this value even when it reverted to one of its simplest forms each time they and their siblings returned to this world, the weapon itself a testament to the Nailsmith’s lifelong passion no matter what stage it was in. Witnessing it finally break almost felt like a fatal wound on a lifetime companion. 

They could hardly handle it.

Footsteps signaled the approach of another - possibly someone who could assist them in their predicament - and the vessel quickly looked up from where they sat, distracted. Their expression didn’t change as they took in the stranger’s appearance, though they couldn’t help but be filled with a sense of wonder. It was another one of those ‘squishy bugs’. They’d seen many of its kind wander within the large building so far, each carrying about their significantly larger weapons and making use of unfamiliar spells.

These bugs tended to mainly converse with their sister, from what they’d seen; why was this one suddenly so interested in them as opposed to her?

Ghost’s head leaned sideways as he introduced himself. Shulk... It was a strange name - one they were quite thankful they wouldn’t have to attempt to pronounce - but easy to remember. They didn’t move from their position, instead waving like they’d seen others do, before a thought suddenly struck them. Surely the weapon on his back was more complicated than their Nail, so who was to say he didn’t know a sort of Nailsmith of his own?

Perking up at the brilliance of their own idea, Ghost practically leaped to their feet. They presented it to Shulk, crack facing outwards. While it was unlikely he’d have the correct materials (or even the know-how) for repairing a weapon as rare as theirs, the vessel seemed too estatic to even consider this.

[sternenteile]

★ @monado-iii​ asked:  "Well, according to that jester fellow, a Calzone." Shulk was *done* with this the moment it started, but now that it's calmed down a bit, he'll offer his two cents.

❝ i... wouldn’t trust what a jester has to say. ❞  at least not that one. there is a line he will draw here —— and no, sephiroth isn’t worth listening to, either.

[multimusewonderland]

@monado-iii​​ // continued:

Shulk was in the middle of beating the ever loving tar out of Sandbag, so his concentration was entirely on that. He did notice the presence of another, especially tiny person when the Monado got a tad too close, though. He deactivated the beam, turning around. “Oh, Lucas! Sorry, I didn’t notice you were there. You need a turn on Sandbag, too?”

~

"Not really. Just... got curious, Ah’ think.” Lucas admitted simply, slightly increasing the distance between them with a single step back as Shulk turned around. Not out of any sort of distrust or tension- He simply didn’t know what to expect from him, let alone his strange weapon, as not even his psychic abilities really allowed him to understand it any better. All he could glean was that it was dangerous. That was a given when it was what the other used to fight, of course, but it wasn’t dangerous in the way most weapons were. He could never explain it in proper words, but something about it just didn’t sit right with him whenever he was near it.

Oddly enough, the feeling had quickly subsided once the beam deactivated...

“Ah’ was wonderin’ about your... um... weapon.” His gaze shifted towards it briefly, as if he was wary of the possibility of it suddenly reactivating in response to his words. “Ah’ know yah probably get this a lot- yknow, considerin’ all the real powerful people who fight here- but it’s really... ... ...Weird.” That sounded rude, didn’t it? It likely did, considering how the word ‘weird’ was usually used. Lucas gave Shulk a nervous smile as he quickly corrected himself. Not a big one, of course- smiling widely enough to reveal his fangs would only turn the conversation awkward.

“Not- not weird in a bad way-! Just that Ah’ feel some real weird energy from it...” That hardly made more sense than simply just describing it as weird, but it was the best explanation he had at the moment.

[aplushemporium]

“...Ah’m hearin’ there’s lot of complaints about the no swearing rule. ...And honestly maybe Ah should’ve double checked with the hands ‘bout that complaint they and others had about swearin’.”

“...Ah’m welcome to rescind my statement ‘bout not offerin’ my cookin’ to anyone who swears, and let everyone eat mah cookin’ as planned. But please do not misunderstand zat me or any of the staff would take away your meals. Za regular staff would still provide food regardless of if Ah’m here or not.”

[aplushemporium]

@monado-iii​ said: "Don't worry, Dees. I'm still here if you need help!" Shulk decided against going on vacation this time, it seems!

“W-Wanya...??”

Really? But, they didn’t want Shulk to miss out on the vacation! But...it was the Smashers’ choice if they go or not. Others didn’t have that luxury.