White: Okay, this is the last test before Galan declares the winner of the Stickman Olympics! So you need to actually give this everything you've got!
[He'd grow silent as he stared at his friends who were exhausted and plating like wild dogs. Sweat was constantly dripping off of them like a broken faucet. White's eyes narrowed slightly before he twirled his bamboo staff.]
White: Uh....why are you guys acting like that?
D.B: Dude.....we've been doing this.......heh....for 5 hours straight......with- no breaks!! We aren't like you, okay?! We can't......do this for 5 hours without a.....heh... water break....
[White rolled his eyes as Galan's cursor hovered away from them all and went to the bleachers as the others glared tiredly at White, hoping he'd give them a break finally.]
[White sighed for a moment before lifting his head and glaring at his exhausted friends.]
White: Fine...take 10 minutes.
[The others quickly raced to their water bottles, drinking from their water bottles like a baby drinks from a bottle. Once they drank all they needed, they laid back and exhaled a relieved and refreshed sigh. White smirked as he shook his head, trying to be disappointed in them but was simply too bubbly to be straight faced.]
[White then turned to face the benches nearby, eyeing a green hollow-head who was sitting by, staring at them with blank eyes.]
White: First impressions?
[The stick looked up at White before humming]
Green: Eh......Better than nothing, I guess. Don't get me wrong, I was expecting a bit more from you guys after hearing about the war and such. From what I heard, all of you died to a red hollow-head...
Magenta: His name is The Dark Lord...and yes we died to him....
D.B: He was too much....but in the end, Second brought us all back.....somehow. It's like he's been hiding himself from us the entire time....I've never seen him like that before.
Green: Oh. Who's Second?
D.B: The orange hollow-head back in the other dimension. He was the leader there.
White: Yeah. He was way stronger than he let on. But....at least the battle's over. We can finally have some time to ourselves in our town without anyone wanting our heads on a silver platter...
J.G: Ain't that a relief....No robot spiders chasing us...
D.G: I agree, this is the best thing that has happened to us. I've never truly felt this peaceful in years...!
Green: And you said there was a green stick there, too?
White: Yeah... but don't be offended... he's a bit different than you.
Green: None taken. I expect a little difference from an alternate plane.
[Tan sat on the bench with Green, his towel laying carefully on his shoulder.]
Tan: So Green, are you joining us for the final test?
Green: I'm not able to. This is your test. I'm a new recruit, so you're supposed to show me what you guys got. Besides, you do realize that if I volunteer in a race, who do you think will win?
Tan: Hm. These tests have had nothing to do with our powers. Why should you use yours?
Green: Speed is a natural ability..not a power.
Tan: Sure...The many times I've seen you run around with green electricity surrounding your body, you expect me to believe that powers have nothing to do with your speed?
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Never-Realms
FantasyI've decided to make a second story to take place after the events from "Conquer". Since the other sticks agreed to help Purple find out what his purpose is and find himself. This story will have a major conflict, and it may even send Purple farther...
