A few author's notes... For now, it's just character development. The actual
tournament, where one character is eliminated every day, comes a bit later
on. All the parts that I'm posting now were written by me, but it won't be
long til the other co-wrters that I mentioned come in. Notice that the
passages are labeled with the day in the 93-day timeline of this story that
they took place... There is not an event for every day, notice how Day 4 is
skipped. That means that I didn't write that day.
So, simple version... This chapter contains a passage that was originally three parts. Whenever you see "DAY ____" that means you're reading the next installment, it's not a continuing story.
Without further ado... More from the dimension of the 64 chairs.
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DAY THREE
The various personalities settled in for the month-long wait. Some plotted, some trained, some just talked. Tidus and Yuna in particular were so happy to see each other, after being apart for so long since Sin had been defeated.
Except Kefka, who planned to destroy them, the onlookers were happy for the young couple. But for one young boy, looking at the reunion caused him only pain.
Sora sat on a nearby rock, head in his hands. It had been tough on him, apart from his two best friends for so long. He had been so eager to go on this voyage, hoping to see his friends, Kairi and Riku, once again. It had been a huge blow to the brown-haired boy when he found none of his friends there, and his mood had been very off for the first day. Smiling wasn't going to help this time, and he had no heart to do it anyway. Luckily for Sora, not all the participants present where as cruel as Kefka and Wario, who seemed inclined to only laugh at him. Mario, Yoshi, Luigi, and even Magus, who could relate to the kid, had spent some time trying to cheer him up. But it hadn't helped Sora, his mood of depression continued as it had done ever since the destruction of Ansem.
Three pairs of eyes saw the moping Sora with sadness, as they knew him well. Aeris, Cloud, and Squall were looking at Sora's distraught form, as the conversation had drifted to him.
"I almost don't have the heart to face him, guys. I have to face Sora first match... But the way he's looking, I couldn't take putting him into deeper despair," said the kindhearted Aeris. She knew what being separated was. The Lifestream had not been a pleasant place...
Cloud sympathetically patted her on the shoulder, but the ever stoic Squall didn't agree with her dilemma.
"Way I see it, Aeris... Whatever. Even if you let him win, and we don't even know if that will cheer him up, that cyborg over there won't show any mercy."
Squall had been carefully watching the gunman, Master Chief. Squall had seen him shooting the moving targets set up in the training center, hour after hour.
And Squall hadn't seen him miss.
Cloud shook his head. "I don't even know why the kid came. It must have been hell from him getting there, through those walls between worlds. They were awfully bad transport blocks."
"Don't you even know Sora, Cloud? He came for Kairi. Knowing him, he probably wants to see her more than anything else right now... But he won't now." Aeris bent her head in pity.
"I'm just worried that if I win, Sora will hurl himself off the nearest cliff," Aeris continued. Squall grunted at Aeris's last words. But inside of him, his emotions were there, and he remembered a time when he had been like Squall, after he lost his only friend in the orphanage. He had been like the kid, long ago. So it was only fair... That he help Sora out.
Squall strode over to Sora, grim, and took a seat on the grass next to him. The boy looked up, sadness etched on his face.
"Leon."
"Squall now. I changed it back, Yuffie never shut up about it."
Sora was silent. By his downtrodden face, it was obvious that he was not in a talking mood.
"I understand what's wrong, Sora. I lost a sister at a young age. I felt that way, what you're feeling."
Squall got up, and looked down at the young Keyblade wielder.
"When that happened to me, I just blotted out all emotion from myself. I said to myself that if I ever got too close to someone, that I would just lose them, and be reduced to the same sadness that was within me long ago."
Squall paused, while Sora started to talk.
"But I ca-"
"Don't take that advice. But you can't mope forever either."
Sora nodded.
"But it's just so hard to be cheerful when I have no reason to feel that way."
"The reasons will come back in time. They always do."
DAY FIVE
The current rage among the contestants was target practice. The dimension that housed them all also held a giant state-of-the-art training center... Why not put it to good use?
The contests varied on how they would break those targets. Some, such as Mega Man, Zero, and Master Chief, preferred to fire guns at the targets. Others sparred with the targets, and with other competitors, and Pikachu and Aeris simply sent magic blasts at theirs.
But two characters just weren't fitting in.
First, there was Captain Olimar. Sure, he had a large amount of Pikmin, surprisingly vicious creatures, at his disposal. However, unfortunately for him, he was up against Mario, and the Italian plumber had done his homework.
It was going to be a quick strike or nothing for Olimar.
Olimar had enlisted the help of a person who could likely help him out in this respect. The only problem was, Ganondorf didn't come cheap. There would always be consequences, if you enlisted his aid.
"So, flower man... HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! You want me to use my fire and water spells on your Pikmin, right? You want them to try and dodge it, eh?"
Olimar nodded. The man never spoke, as he kept his face behind a helmet at all times, but Olimar kept one of the most extensive diaries of anyone. His journals were each entries that took almost an hour a day for the little alien, and that's where you found out what he was thinking.
Ganondorf smirked. This would be as easy as taking over Hyrule...
The pikmin rushed at Ganondorf. True to his word, Ganondorf whispered a few words and fire started coming out of his hands, right at the Pikmin.
Olimar hoped and prayed. If this worked, he might have a chance after all.
It didn't work. With their lack of brains, the pikmin rushed backwards from the fire, trying to outrun it instead of dodge it. It didn't work. Only the red Pikmin survived, as the other 2/3 of Olimar's force was incinerated by flame.
Ganondorf burst into laughter as a hurt Olimar just walked away, head bent, with his 33 remaining Pikmin following.
"Ouch. Such a show of weakness..."
Meanwhile, AiAi the monkey was practicing his skills... or shall I say skill? The monkey was only good for one thing... Rolling around in the giant sphere that encased him.
And the Master Sword was unforgiving to glass balls.
Currently, Isaac, the hero of Golden Sun, was sparring with AiAi. AiAi had avoided being hit so far, but it was obvious that the battle was very one- sided. One hit to either side would finish things, but there was a problem... AiAi had to get close to the warrior first. Isaac said little as he repeatedly jumped out of the way of the monkey's slow movements.
If this fight covered a long distance, AiAi would be unstoppable. However, accelerating is necessary for someone that relies on the sheer destructive power of high speeds, and in the ring, AiAi couldn't do that. So it was a real crapshoot for the monkey... He couldn't win, but his opponent could lose.
But Isaac didn't lose. AiAi worked his way into a corner, and before he could turn around, Isaac's sword rained down on his glass ball, and the ball shattered. Not surprisingly... The monkey was furious.
"Hee hee hee ha ha ha HEE ha!!!"
"Sorry about that," said Isaac. "You have a backup?"
The monkey nodded, but looked crestfallen. If he had lost to Isaac, how could he beat Link?
The two underdogs had not had a good day.
DAY SIX
Samus and Fox walked into the food service area of the village where the competitors lived. They had recently had their daily competition on target practice, and once again, Fox had been beaten. Samus's ray guns just were more precision-oriented than a blaster.
Most of the characters were already in the food area. Kirby, being too small to know any better, dived into the food laid out before him, swallowing it all. Kirby was so hungry, that he also accidently turned his huge inhalation of everything in front of him to the aisle that went right by his table, and by some chance, happened to swallow Tingle. Since Kirby gained the powers of whatever he swallowed, he was granting with Tingle's powers... A really annoying voice, bad dress sense, and the ability to sell maps very badly.
Luckily, Kirby exhaled, and got rid of Tingle's powers, before too long, and before anyone that was extremely gullible bought the "valuable" maps that had been created. Unfortunately for the sanity of some of the crew, Tingle also was completely unharmed.
As shocking as it may seem... Tingle had a way of annoying almost everyone in the competition. Some wondered why Link had bothered bringing him along.
Meanwhile, Fox and Samus sat down in the only two available seats. It is obvious why they were so available, because they were right across the table from one who had already been labeled a madman... CATS.
"How are you gentlemen?" Said CATS, as the bounty hunter and the pilot sat down. Samus groaned.
"How many times do I have to tell you all... I'm a woman!"
"What you say?" Responded CATS to Samus's statement. Samus could only shake her head.
"Whatever."
As soon as Samus said that word, she couldn't help looking over to the other end of the room, where the silent loner, Squall Leonhart, sat in front of an empty plate, calmly listening to the discussions of Cloud, Aeris, Sora, and others around him. The word she had just uttered... Well, it fit Squall so well. It didn't help that he said it so often, either.
CATS was not someone that the majority of the people in the competition enjoyed being around. No one could ever understand what he was saying. Take his first meeting with Cloud, which had been a subject of hilarity all week. Cloud hadn't enjoyed it much, though...
The two had shaken hands.
Cloud had nodded his head, and mumbled courtesies. CATS answered,
"You are on your way to destruction."
The spike-haired man was puzzled. He scratched his head, wondering what the hell CATS had meant.
"You have no chance to survive make your time."
Overloaded by a type of English he had certainly never heard, Cloud just ran away, to the laughter of all of the people assembled. CATS had an answer for them, though.
"You laughing??? Ha ha ha ha. All your base are belong to us, fools."
And CATS had left. He was a real oddity
So, simple version... This chapter contains a passage that was originally three parts. Whenever you see "DAY ____" that means you're reading the next installment, it's not a continuing story.
Without further ado... More from the dimension of the 64 chairs.
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DAY THREE
The various personalities settled in for the month-long wait. Some plotted, some trained, some just talked. Tidus and Yuna in particular were so happy to see each other, after being apart for so long since Sin had been defeated.
Except Kefka, who planned to destroy them, the onlookers were happy for the young couple. But for one young boy, looking at the reunion caused him only pain.
Sora sat on a nearby rock, head in his hands. It had been tough on him, apart from his two best friends for so long. He had been so eager to go on this voyage, hoping to see his friends, Kairi and Riku, once again. It had been a huge blow to the brown-haired boy when he found none of his friends there, and his mood had been very off for the first day. Smiling wasn't going to help this time, and he had no heart to do it anyway. Luckily for Sora, not all the participants present where as cruel as Kefka and Wario, who seemed inclined to only laugh at him. Mario, Yoshi, Luigi, and even Magus, who could relate to the kid, had spent some time trying to cheer him up. But it hadn't helped Sora, his mood of depression continued as it had done ever since the destruction of Ansem.
Three pairs of eyes saw the moping Sora with sadness, as they knew him well. Aeris, Cloud, and Squall were looking at Sora's distraught form, as the conversation had drifted to him.
"I almost don't have the heart to face him, guys. I have to face Sora first match... But the way he's looking, I couldn't take putting him into deeper despair," said the kindhearted Aeris. She knew what being separated was. The Lifestream had not been a pleasant place...
Cloud sympathetically patted her on the shoulder, but the ever stoic Squall didn't agree with her dilemma.
"Way I see it, Aeris... Whatever. Even if you let him win, and we don't even know if that will cheer him up, that cyborg over there won't show any mercy."
Squall had been carefully watching the gunman, Master Chief. Squall had seen him shooting the moving targets set up in the training center, hour after hour.
And Squall hadn't seen him miss.
Cloud shook his head. "I don't even know why the kid came. It must have been hell from him getting there, through those walls between worlds. They were awfully bad transport blocks."
"Don't you even know Sora, Cloud? He came for Kairi. Knowing him, he probably wants to see her more than anything else right now... But he won't now." Aeris bent her head in pity.
"I'm just worried that if I win, Sora will hurl himself off the nearest cliff," Aeris continued. Squall grunted at Aeris's last words. But inside of him, his emotions were there, and he remembered a time when he had been like Squall, after he lost his only friend in the orphanage. He had been like the kid, long ago. So it was only fair... That he help Sora out.
Squall strode over to Sora, grim, and took a seat on the grass next to him. The boy looked up, sadness etched on his face.
"Leon."
"Squall now. I changed it back, Yuffie never shut up about it."
Sora was silent. By his downtrodden face, it was obvious that he was not in a talking mood.
"I understand what's wrong, Sora. I lost a sister at a young age. I felt that way, what you're feeling."
Squall got up, and looked down at the young Keyblade wielder.
"When that happened to me, I just blotted out all emotion from myself. I said to myself that if I ever got too close to someone, that I would just lose them, and be reduced to the same sadness that was within me long ago."
Squall paused, while Sora started to talk.
"But I ca-"
"Don't take that advice. But you can't mope forever either."
Sora nodded.
"But it's just so hard to be cheerful when I have no reason to feel that way."
"The reasons will come back in time. They always do."
DAY FIVE
The current rage among the contestants was target practice. The dimension that housed them all also held a giant state-of-the-art training center... Why not put it to good use?
The contests varied on how they would break those targets. Some, such as Mega Man, Zero, and Master Chief, preferred to fire guns at the targets. Others sparred with the targets, and with other competitors, and Pikachu and Aeris simply sent magic blasts at theirs.
But two characters just weren't fitting in.
First, there was Captain Olimar. Sure, he had a large amount of Pikmin, surprisingly vicious creatures, at his disposal. However, unfortunately for him, he was up against Mario, and the Italian plumber had done his homework.
It was going to be a quick strike or nothing for Olimar.
Olimar had enlisted the help of a person who could likely help him out in this respect. The only problem was, Ganondorf didn't come cheap. There would always be consequences, if you enlisted his aid.
"So, flower man... HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! You want me to use my fire and water spells on your Pikmin, right? You want them to try and dodge it, eh?"
Olimar nodded. The man never spoke, as he kept his face behind a helmet at all times, but Olimar kept one of the most extensive diaries of anyone. His journals were each entries that took almost an hour a day for the little alien, and that's where you found out what he was thinking.
Ganondorf smirked. This would be as easy as taking over Hyrule...
The pikmin rushed at Ganondorf. True to his word, Ganondorf whispered a few words and fire started coming out of his hands, right at the Pikmin.
Olimar hoped and prayed. If this worked, he might have a chance after all.
It didn't work. With their lack of brains, the pikmin rushed backwards from the fire, trying to outrun it instead of dodge it. It didn't work. Only the red Pikmin survived, as the other 2/3 of Olimar's force was incinerated by flame.
Ganondorf burst into laughter as a hurt Olimar just walked away, head bent, with his 33 remaining Pikmin following.
"Ouch. Such a show of weakness..."
Meanwhile, AiAi the monkey was practicing his skills... or shall I say skill? The monkey was only good for one thing... Rolling around in the giant sphere that encased him.
And the Master Sword was unforgiving to glass balls.
Currently, Isaac, the hero of Golden Sun, was sparring with AiAi. AiAi had avoided being hit so far, but it was obvious that the battle was very one- sided. One hit to either side would finish things, but there was a problem... AiAi had to get close to the warrior first. Isaac said little as he repeatedly jumped out of the way of the monkey's slow movements.
If this fight covered a long distance, AiAi would be unstoppable. However, accelerating is necessary for someone that relies on the sheer destructive power of high speeds, and in the ring, AiAi couldn't do that. So it was a real crapshoot for the monkey... He couldn't win, but his opponent could lose.
But Isaac didn't lose. AiAi worked his way into a corner, and before he could turn around, Isaac's sword rained down on his glass ball, and the ball shattered. Not surprisingly... The monkey was furious.
"Hee hee hee ha ha ha HEE ha!!!"
"Sorry about that," said Isaac. "You have a backup?"
The monkey nodded, but looked crestfallen. If he had lost to Isaac, how could he beat Link?
The two underdogs had not had a good day.
DAY SIX
Samus and Fox walked into the food service area of the village where the competitors lived. They had recently had their daily competition on target practice, and once again, Fox had been beaten. Samus's ray guns just were more precision-oriented than a blaster.
Most of the characters were already in the food area. Kirby, being too small to know any better, dived into the food laid out before him, swallowing it all. Kirby was so hungry, that he also accidently turned his huge inhalation of everything in front of him to the aisle that went right by his table, and by some chance, happened to swallow Tingle. Since Kirby gained the powers of whatever he swallowed, he was granting with Tingle's powers... A really annoying voice, bad dress sense, and the ability to sell maps very badly.
Luckily, Kirby exhaled, and got rid of Tingle's powers, before too long, and before anyone that was extremely gullible bought the "valuable" maps that had been created. Unfortunately for the sanity of some of the crew, Tingle also was completely unharmed.
As shocking as it may seem... Tingle had a way of annoying almost everyone in the competition. Some wondered why Link had bothered bringing him along.
Meanwhile, Fox and Samus sat down in the only two available seats. It is obvious why they were so available, because they were right across the table from one who had already been labeled a madman... CATS.
"How are you gentlemen?" Said CATS, as the bounty hunter and the pilot sat down. Samus groaned.
"How many times do I have to tell you all... I'm a woman!"
"What you say?" Responded CATS to Samus's statement. Samus could only shake her head.
"Whatever."
As soon as Samus said that word, she couldn't help looking over to the other end of the room, where the silent loner, Squall Leonhart, sat in front of an empty plate, calmly listening to the discussions of Cloud, Aeris, Sora, and others around him. The word she had just uttered... Well, it fit Squall so well. It didn't help that he said it so often, either.
CATS was not someone that the majority of the people in the competition enjoyed being around. No one could ever understand what he was saying. Take his first meeting with Cloud, which had been a subject of hilarity all week. Cloud hadn't enjoyed it much, though...
The two had shaken hands.
Cloud had nodded his head, and mumbled courtesies. CATS answered,
"You are on your way to destruction."
The spike-haired man was puzzled. He scratched his head, wondering what the hell CATS had meant.
"You have no chance to survive make your time."
Overloaded by a type of English he had certainly never heard, Cloud just ran away, to the laughter of all of the people assembled. CATS had an answer for them, though.
"You laughing??? Ha ha ha ha. All your base are belong to us, fools."
And CATS had left. He was a real oddity