The Madness Arrives

[zerowonder]

Chatter and footsteps filled the air, just the usual lively scene at the ITS. Arriving and leaving, joyful hellos and tearful goodbyes were cycled around the citizens whether they were going on holiday or off to a new way of life. Among those arriving was a strange figure covered in black bandages carrying a bottle containing a smoky, black fluid and a small laptop with a peculiar device plugged in and attached to the screen.
“Heh! I guess customs didn’t think of hiding stuff inside a dimensional bottle!” The figure spoke in a twisted and high-pitched tone, slightly muffled by the bandages.
“So many people. Why aren’t I killing them? Hey Auditor, I’m bored, I wanna go nuts!” The figure was speaking to the bottle in his hand. An ominous and ghostly voice echoed from the bottle.
“Keep your voice down, Tricky! Nobody here knows who we are. We must build our empire slowly so no one suspects us and dominating this island will be easy. And with its dimensional connections we can dominate the universe and beyond!” The laptop beeped and data flooded the screen.
“Whoa! This place is a treasure trove! So much to mess with! What do you think Auditor?”
“I think we need find somewhere to stay first and check out the data later.” The laptop vaporized and disappeared into the bottle. Tricky turned and started for the information desk.

[nintendonut1]

As he approached the desk, which seemed to be empty at first glance, a figure popped up behind the counter. It was a bandicoot mutant, wearing a spiffy shirt, long necktie, and a cheery, borderline disturbing smile. A nametag labeled "Crash" was pinned to his vest.

"HI there!" he greeted, unbelievibly happy. "Welcome to Dimensional Island! How can I help you?"

[Felix Falora]

The blue-haired boy wandered the streets, his eyes focused ahead. Some people reading their Persona 3 mangas, the irony of that sweet moment too laughable to comprehend, looked up at him and gaped in knowing of who he was. He, however, did not notice them, too confused on the subjects of where he was, how he was brought back to life, and what was taking his place as a seal for the world's safety. For now, however, Matsuki felt it would be best not to reflect on that.

[zerowonder]

Tricky, struggling to restrain himself from ripping off the small marsupial’s over-zealous smile, tried to speak in the most normal tone as possible.
“Are there any hotels around here?” What came out was barely audible and sounded like a tyre screeching on rough tarmac.

[nintendonut1]

Crash cocked his head. "Sorry, I didn't catch that!" he replied in over-the-top friendliness.

"He was asking where the hotel is," an attractive, green-skinned woman replied, glaring at the bandicoot as she passed by the desk. "...you simpleton."

"Oh! Hotel's THAT way, a few streets down!" Crash pointed east, then waved to the woman as she kept walking. "Thanks, Gruntilda!"

Even from behind, she visibly cringed, turning back sharply. "You idiot! Don't give me away!"

[pieandchips]

"Why not?" asked Black Mage Zombie. "EVERYBODY can tell it's you!"

Many civilians walked passed them, each waving and saying something along the lines of "Hey Gruntilda!" or "What's up Grunty?

[nintendonut1]

"....GAHH!!!" Grunty growled in frustration, running away to go wreak havoc somewhere to unleash her anger.

Crash was oblivious to all this, still giving Tricky that same grin.

[pieandchips]

"Teehee, I love doing that" said Black Mage walking off. The Axem Rangers dropped down from the Blade in his place.

[zerowonder]

Tricky eyes were locked with Crash’s smile, his body shivered and his head twitched violently left and right which loosened the bandages allowing two large, puffy, bright red spikes of hair to spring from underneath them. This caused a chain reaction that made all the black bandages fall from Tricky’s face revealing a visage of green zombie flesh, a jaw full of deformed and mismatched teeth hanging by its tendons, and the top of Tricky’s head loosely sewn on by thick metal stitches. A deathly silence took over the station, hi-jacking even the civilians calling out to Gruntilda. All that was heard was the bandages collapsing on the floor, and Tricky whispering under his breath.
“Error. Self-control: Critically unstable”

[nintendonut1]

"Whoaaa...." Crash looked over Tricky's new appearence with a grin. "Awesome costume; those stitches look so real! Mmm... hate to break it to you, though, but Halloween's way off from now."

[Felix Falora]

Matsuki looked at the scene of carnage before him and his eyebrows raised. He shrugged and then continued to walk on, keeping the music on his headphones played into his ear.

[zerowonder]

A chattering crowd surrounded Tricky to examine his “costume”. Tricky was now sweating from sheer embarrassment and rage, suddenly, he reached for the dimensional bottle and a rusty, bloodied warning sign materialized in his hand. Tricky brandished the warning sign above his head and thrust it into the tiled floor. A loud clang echoed through the station and silence took over once more. Tricky blinked twice, puzzled.
“Tricky. That only works when the improbability drive is activated, you dunce!” The Auditor’s agitated voice sounded through the bottle. Tricky’s sweat turned into a cascade, diffusing a strong stench of sweat and rotting flesh.

[nintendonut1]

"Whew!" Crash waved the stench away from his own face. "Man, WARN us before you let one loose! Geez..."

[pieandchips]

"Improbability drive? What is this? The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy?" asked Axem Red. "If that's the case..." He pulled out a spray can and spray painted "42" on the warning sign. "I'm hungry..." muttered Axem Yellow

[zerowonder]

“Tricky. Let me handle this now.” The Auditor glided out from the dimensional bottle and its figure, a shadowy spectre with menacing red eyes, stood in front of Tricky.
“Yes, the improbability drive, my invention. It is a machine that bends reality to my will and whim; allowing me to simulate events such as resurrection, the cancellation of gravity and much more. I understand that this island has a few problems that need solving, I can solve them all. You used to have a hospital, correct? Well, with my invention we’ll erect a new, better hospital in a matter of seconds!” The crowd stepped in closer, vastly interested in what The Auditor had to say about his machine.
“Unfortunately, I had a crew where I came from, but I couldn’t take them with me. So I’m opening recruitment to those who wish to be part of my new crew here: the 1337 Crew. Join the 1337 Crew and be invincible with me!” At the end of that sentence, The Auditor was coated in black flames and an arsenal of various swords and guns materialized around The Auditor.
“We will drive out all villainy that threatens peace, and all those too stupid to comprehend our ways and too weak to stop us! Yes, I may look and sound terrifying, but that is the image we will inflict upon our enemies and people will learn that it is not about looks or personality but it is what you do that is important. So I’ll ask you once more. Join the 1337 Crew.” With that said, The Auditor took a bow and the weapons disappeared. Applause swept over the crowd.
“There are also fancy uniforms and free hot-dogs to all who join.”