The Vortex rose on the Island, consuming all that it could in its brilliantly shining corruption and creating the perfect world to bring in… The Nothing. Every Looper- the ones who hid, the ones who fought, the ones who solely abused this for their own gain, every single one of them, could hear it. The wicked and twisted laughter of the otherworldly entity that announced the arrival of this horrific force: The Herald. From her sanctum, her booming voice echoed across every inch of the Island as if mocking those who desired to fight against her. It was truly the only thing many of them could hear on most days and night, driving them to madness and succumbing to the Chrome.
The only thing… until the moment in which all hope seemed lost.
From the few Seven speakers that were left after their falling, a familiar voice had spoken to the Loopers. "Attention, all Loopers," the very familiar but as of late missing woman announced, "This is The Paradigm, the last remaining member of The Seven. I know things seem bleak now, and it would be stupid for me to say that this isn't the literal end of the world, if not reality, but I am here to say something." For a moment, the speakers went quiet as the woman began to process her thoughts more. "If The Nothing wins, all of this reality will be wiped from not only the Multiverse, but the Omniverse entirely. And if we allow it to succeed and to grow, there will not be an Omniverse for long."
Among the rushing winds of the many Vortexes of the Island, the all too familiar laugh of The Herald boomed out again, almost directly at The Paradigm herself. Waiting for the laughter to quiet, Paradigm once again spoke, but this time with a significantly more confident tone in her voice. "That is why I left. I had to make certain that we do not lose to this entity of destruction."
When she finished speaking this, an earthshaking cracking sound was heard above the Island, one that had not been heard since the launching of The Scientist's first rocket. The cracking, however, was of far greater magnitude, as a Rift large enough to touch all points of this reality opened in the sky and hundreds, no, thousands of supply drops began to fall to the ground. In the commotion The Paradigm spoke once again, "I had to make a few pit stops. In order to win, we need everything at our disposal. Everything."
In the Chrome covered remnants of Greasy Grove, Guaco and the rest of the still remaining food mascots looked up as the once food heavy town was speckled with the drops, opening on impact to show the most explosive of armaments. Dynamite, Sticky Grenades, Rocket Launchers, and one of the most fabled of ancient weapons: The Guided Missile Launcher. Equipped with the explosives, the mascots all look between each other, a unifying enemy breaking the rivalry that tore them apart in the past. Companionship was reignited, moral was raised to heights not felt in hears, and their tastes? Well, ask any of them and they'll tell you that as soon as everything is over, there will be only one mega restaurant on the Island.
Once again, The Paradigm speaks. "With the collection of tools and weapons I have gathered, this I believe will be enough to defeat this enemy."
Inside the steel head atop of Rave Cave, the Team Leaders were counting their weapons and what limited ammunition they had before much larger supply drops had set themselves down on top of and around the mountain. Going to investigate, Cuddle found something that lit her heart up beyond anything before. In these drops were vehicles, Ballers to be specific, the perfect fitting to reopen her rollercoaster when they defeat the beasts. Among these vehicles were the Driftboards, one of the only modes of transport that allowed the Loopers to battle on the move, and the remaining Team Leaders knew what to do. With Cuddle at the lead, the remaining bear dressed mascots blasted along with the boards, weapons firing and mowing down the Chromed beasts that surrounded them as they passed.
"We will destroy the villains that threaten not only this, but every reality in existence."
Atop the slowly Chromifying projection screen of Rocky Reels, the ever growing group known only as 'The Bromance' was fighting off the mutated boars and wolves that had made their way up the stairs. In this failing defense, an action that had occurred once far before the events happening now, the screen was destroyed as a massive entity fell from the Rift and shot directly through the screen and left a massive crater devoid of the Chrome. In this crater, as well as the several others that had begun to land across the Island, stood the long forgotten and much despised by all Loopers machine of death; The BRUTE Mech. As the beasts from within the projection screen were destroyed from the initial blast, the Bromance group made their way down to scout the machines that stood before them, the realization of what this meant hitting them all. The Shadow and Ghost henchmen looked to each other, the history of their friendship flashing between them both leading up to the first words that had ever actually been spoken between them, in perfect unison for that matter: "Let's do this." There was a high five between the two as they all gathered into mechs, beginning their reign of destruction against the Chrome.
"All reality will recognize you Loopers as heroes, the saviors of the entire Omniverse. As Royals of Victory."
On the ground between the central three-way crossroad and what remained of Tilted Towers, two heroes of the past stood before the remains of a horrid enemy from the past with the several tanks of the healing element known across this reality. Jonesy turned to his banana companion as the Slurp trucks were lined up properly, a look of confidence on his face as usual. "Listen Peely, this will work. IO was working on this as a failsafe before things went bad and I dipped, just trust me here." He patted Peely on the back before looking up to the many falling supply drops that were still falling ad infinitum. "Better now than never, I guess. Operation Devourer Reborn, after many delays, is finally a go." With that, he pulled the trigger, all the Remote Explosives blasting open the Slurp trucks onto the remains of the ancient intergalactic beast, a low rumbling coming from the ground beneath them as a dark green layer of flesh began to regrow itself over the Devourer.
"I do not know if all of you will make it, I cannot promise anything, but here and now is where we make our final stand."
The deck of The Driftwood was quiet as the group of miscreants stood in watch of the Vortex before them, The Flagship hanging beside them as they awaited their official attack order. On the deck of the ship, the feline rock looked across to see her kin standing with their newly dropped weapons. An assault rifle, made for a bodyguard of a King, and a shotgun crafted by a bored kit. A dangerous combination without question. Meow Skullz called over, "Y'all ready for this? Calico Clan never backs down!" With cheers from her family, the cat pulled out a very special and very unique weapon that actually was not dropped from the Rift, but rather pulled from the sea before this battle even began. "Now, let's see why IO wanted to get rid of this Zapotron thing."
"We will not give in, and we will win. We will defeat The Cube Queen. We will defeat The Last Reality. We will defeat The Herald. We will defeat The Nothing."
With her last words, a series of fireworks blasted out from around the Island as a signal for the Loopers. Equipped to nines and nothing left to lose other than losing to The Nothing every Looper came out of hiding, all as allies against this Omniversal threat. Fox Clan and Peace Syndicate, Shadow and Ghost, even whatever remained of the Imagined Order and The Seven fought besides each other, all as the speakers picked up once more, for one final message.
"Also, in my travels I found a friend out there. I thought that he may help with morale a tad. Shred it, Lars."
On this command a powerful opening rift to a song was echoing across the Island, drowning out the laughing of the Herald, all with a single very easy to follow order: Stand. And. Fight.