Character: Jigglypuff
Nickname: Enekuro
am I in?
((Accepted. Also, we're going to pretend everyone's in bed now because I can't wait for Luigi and Olimar. They're going to kill the RP.))
Kitsune glanced over at the clock on the wall. The hands read 1am.
Hopefully they're all asleep. Sighing, she stepped out of the Dojo. No more than a minute later, she returned with a large leather sack. Something appeared to be squirming inside, but only a careful eye could tell, as the movements were very sluggish and awkward.
I better get this over with. What do they think I am, some secret agent?! Carefully slinging the odd sack over her back, she proceeded up the stairs and into the second floor hallway.
I wish they had specified who. But, they did say these are enough for about three relatively small fighters. I'll just see whoever I can find. She cautiously opened the door labled "1-1" and peeked inside.
An unoccupied room. Let's try the next one... The door labled "1-2" creaked ever so slightly as it opened. She hoped she didn't wake anyone up.
There's three of them, but one of them's enormous! I doubt there's enough for all three. Maybe I can just do two of them. Tip-toeing towards the armor-plated behemoth, she gingerly opened the sack and countless small, purple specks came spilling out and onto the sleeping Pokemon.
Now for the other one. I think I've left just enough for the one in the top bunk. The bottom bunk would be less trouble, but I don't want to find out the hard way that I don't have enough, so... Easing herself up the ladder, she managed to reach the bunk without a sound. Disstressed by the sword still in the hand of the bed's occupant, she opened the sack as the small purple... things... seemed to swallow up the pint-sized knight's entire body.
Still half, or maybe two thirds, asleep, Meta Knight tried open his eyes. It felt like something was crawling on his face, or he was being digested alive, or some other unpleasant sensation. But alas, his eyelids wouldn't budge.
Meh, so what if I'm being eaten alive. Good night. It suddenly dawned on him that being eaten alive meant that he would, in fact, be killed.
Sweet pancakes! He tried to move his sword arm. Nope, nothing doing.
Well, I suppose there's nothing I can do. He promptly dozed off again, back to his dreams of fighting giant kitty monsters with laser beam-eyes and lethal milk-shooting nipples.
Quickly, the purple specks poured down out of the bed and onto the floor near the Aggron clone, which had finished emerging from the pile next to the real Aggron. The clone was a purple tint, all but the eyes, which had a menacing yellow glow. In the second pile, the newer clone emerged and expanded in jerky movements. Its entire body was a light purple, eyes unable to be seen through the visor and completely lifeless looking. As it reached normal size, color seemed to spread over it like water splashing over its body. It, too, had a purple tint with yellow eyes. However, they looked no different from the real Meta Knight's.
Perfect. Kitsune studied the clones, relieved to be finished. She motioned for them to follow and left the room, carefully shutting the door behind the clones. With the doppelgangers in tow, she locked up the Dojo and left.
((And yes, it'll finally be morning once you guys post!))
EDIT: ((Holy crud that is the biggest RP (Or any) post I've ever made! D8))