March 32nd Special Part 2 and Chapter 30 Promo · 2:22pm Apr 16th, 2016
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March 32nd Part 2
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Within the interdimensional space between worlds and door jumps, the wall breaker trio hurtled along after another run through. They had just gotten done with a rapid fire portal jumping spree after getting turned around once they found the Fourth Generation 'My Little Pony' portal, though hopefully now they were getting back on track. Still, a disgruntled Pinkie Pie whapped the side of her head to clear out some seawater from her ears as she and her compatriots zoomed along the glowing tunnel to the other door like they were falling sideways.
“Phew, that was close! Hopefully this one leads up back to the Japanese stuff and not Italian animation like the last detour.”
“Hey! It was one wrong turn!”
Sonata, flying alongside Pinkie Pie, shouted while crossing her arms defensively despite the atrocity they’d just witnessed.
“Yeah, and it got us stuck with a rapping dog and a giant octopus on the Titanic! That’s like, the worst kind of party time even for me!”
Megalon came up between them and the formally thirty tall, cyborg death-bug was forced to act as mediator between the technicolor magical singer and fluffy tiny pony. Truly this was a normal day.
“Personally I thought of the iceberg as the hero of the animated ones like how the live action one took out DiCaprio. I’ll be sure to make some korean barbeque and fried calimari if I find the two again with my real body, cookin’ with napalm and all, but we got a door up ahead! Brace yourselves!”
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Sonata landed on her rump, spurring a groan as she sat herself up and looked around. The last portal jump was a bit of a panic one and they must have flown through several doors in the blitz, so she’d lost track of which world exactly they’d hopped into. Upon hearing a jingling on her belt and pulling the offending item up, she quickly realized which one it was when she saw that she was holding a white ball with a red top half. The siren snickered, despite having fallen into a world where parents apparently thought it safe to send ten year olds into the wilds filled with fire breathing lizards, aircraft destroying birds, giant insects, and mice that could electrocute elephants. Then the pokeball started waggling along with another one on her belt, giving a quick answer to the question of where Pinkie Pie and Megalon were.
“Ah, Pokemon, right.”
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Chapter 30
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Over 70,000 Years Ago, Shambhala, Exact Location Unknown
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A towering man in flowing, dotted robes adjusted his now heavy crown as he paced down a long hallway. King "Manju" Manjusandra, Lord of Shambhala, busily scanned his notes and message, eyeing the parchment illuminated by his glowing, crystalline necklace as he approached his destination. Passing through ancient halls filled with now dusty rugs, corroded luster, and chipped mason work, the sovereign of the paradise stole a look out a window and scanned his domain. What he saw ushered a small frown.
Shambhala, known to some as Shangri-La, was in decay. They’d survived, abet barely, Bagan’s wrath but had been dealt a mortal wound during the rampage. In the span of five minutes, before the Battra and Mothra flocks could stop him, Bagan had leveled seventy percent of what had once been Asia’s crown jewel. A population of thousands cut down to a mere two hundred in seconds. The temples and machining works were crushed underfoot. The glowing waterworks, vaporized. The residency district, once home to all manner of man and faerie folk alike, nothing more than a mountain of shattered glass and the scattered ash of what had once been an thriving society. But, the wound was still bleeding out. Bagan was gone, imprisoned in the far north. The one vast flocks of Mothra ad Battra, who policed and protected the world alongside their mentor Reijuu, now Bagan; were no more. The effort of sealing their rampaging predecessor cut their protectors down to a single Mothra and Battra each, but there was so much more damage beyond that.
In time, the world might mend physically. The ash clouds choking the sky would eventually die down, the volcanoes stop erupting, and tremors as well as the tsunamis they begot would cease. The glassed fields that had once been cities would chip and break away into sand to be swallowed up by the forests. Mystically however, the act of imprisoning the destroyer might have destroyed all those who survived; driving a sword through the mana stream’s heart. Across the world mana levels were plummeting faster than they could ever hope to be refreshed. Magic itself was dying out. Shape shifters were losing their gifts, dragons vanishing into nothing more than mists or becoming mundane reptiles, Immugi’s losing their voices and enormity and turning into pythons; and more and more rakshasa, yokai, and faerie were looking more and more human each passing day. Even the once numerous humanity had been driven to near extinction.
Magic required mana, the energy of the planet's life itself, and the world had been once so brimming with it that the civilizations that rose tapped into the planet’s mana to use a little bit in everything. Anything that had been so much as touched by magic during its creation or operation was going to ruin. Bones and fossils of anything mana reliant disintegrated into dust. Their technology that helped move mountains and construct their cities had started to stop working and crumble away into unrecognizable rock and sand. Even seemingly normal aspects of life were being affected. Some researchers told him it be fortunate if any of their grandchild lived to see 500. They might die at 150, from old age of all things! Further generations might be even lower!
Currently, Terra’s global mana had been so heavily damaged it remained at full strength in only a select few areas and beings. Within Shambhala’s domain, only thirty percent persisted and that was only thanks to the vast amount of mana crystals in the royal treasury surviving the apocalypse. Even then, it was only temporary. King Manju sighed as he finished reading his notes. It had been the first time in centuries he actually held up his reading material in his hands as oppose to a spell, not daring to waste one sliver of mana with levitation. They needed as much as they could for one more act, quite likely the city’s last. That didn't stop the once beloved king from feeling old.
Pokemon? Calling it now, Megalon is either a Heracross or an Excadrill. As for Pinkie…Slurpuff. It's made of cake, and it's pink. It just makes way too much sense.
They're pokemon?!
Wow, I'm surprised that Pinkie's group ended up in a Pokemon universe, though I do feel curious as to what they were talking about when they spoke of that Itallian Titanic ripoff. Also, I'm surprised about how Bagan's sealing resulted in such major catastrophic events that led to the extinction of mana and all magical creatures.
3873973 Nostalgia Critic did a review of them. There's actually 2 animated Titanic movies. Both are insults to human intelligence and to the people who died in the actual event. And one of them got a sequel called Tentacolino, which has about as much logic as a screen door on a submarine.
You mentioned Shit Doggey-Dog from Titanic? Oh wait, I forgot the situation.
3874010 They got turned around and ended up doing a rapid fire jumping spree trying to find a place linked to Godzilla. During one jump, they accidentally tumbled into the animated Titanic movies
3873997 What's the problem buddy?
500! Wow how large must there birthday cakes be.
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Oh good god man what's next? The Felix the Cat movie?
You are really dedicated to your references if you made one to that horrible Titanic movie. Can't wait for the Pokemon world and others.
That glimpse into the past will hopefully shed some light on why Reijuu turned against his friends and everything he once stood for.
PS: Have you seen Dragon Ball Z: Light of Hope? I made a blog on this site about it, where I've been hoping to get some discussion about it.
Gotta catch them, gotta catch them aaalllll KIAJUMON!!
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If the theory of the Omniverse is concerned, it means that there's a universe for every idea ever created in our minds.....unfortunately.
Just PRAY they don't go into worlds based after those cheap knock-off movies that they sell right next to the check-out aisles, so Grandma may confuse it for the original deal.
The jabs at those two animated Titanic movies caught me by surprise. I was expecting a lot of references for the fourth wall chapter, but mostly of shows, movies and games you find enjoyable. The chapter 30 promo looks promising. Seeing the beginning of the first civilization's final act before vanishing could have a few surprises in store for us readers.