Dancing with Madness

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Who: Lynx; open to all villains EXCEPT Loz, Grobyc, Vanitas, any Organization XIII members, and any Lavoids, including Magus.
What: watching a fight, hanging out, possible betrayal maybe?
Where: Deep Sea Research Center; underground in Lynx's newish pad
When: A few minutes before the Team Serge vs Team Lox fight will begin.
Rating: PG-13 for swearing and possible blood in case of betrayal, and someone in the thread connecting to this one will die.

(OOC: It may take some time to finish the other thread connecting to this one, so feel free to mingle with your fellow villains before the fight begins. ^_^)


Long had it been since Lynx had surfaced onto the world. He had missed much, that was for certain, but it was all for the benefit of himself. The Research Center, while the above had been mostly destroyed, the bottom level however still functioned to his liking. The technological part had been simple for the most part, being the living incarnation of FATE had more than its fair share of advantages.

It was the beasts that dwelled underneath that proved to be displeasing. Powerful beasts had taken residence, drawn to the darkness Lynx had possessed. It was then that Lynx discovered something: they were the perfect catalysts for the new form of shadows he had developed. Though not as strong as himself, in numbers, nearly any person would have quite challenge destroying them. And that made him smirk and purr in praise.

And so he sat at the bottom of the lair afer coming through a dark corridor, one strictly for him and him alone. Others would have to risk the dangers of passing through his shadows, and even then, Lynx was FATE, and FATE was now occupying the area once more. He held the material summon in his hands, the one he found ever since he entered this dreadful world: Bahamut Fury. The beast proved invaluable in aiding him restore the place to its former glory…

But the one thing above all else that made him smirk was the new scythe resting at the center. At first glance, one may not have noticed, but the entire weapon had been created through the Ultima Weapon. He had long thought the creature to be destroyed by Squall and the rest of SeeD, but it appeared he may have miscalculated. The weapon was perfect for him: light, swift, and powerful enough to cleave his way through the remaining demons that failed to obey him. Raising his hand, the weapon vanished and reappeared in his hand with a cloak of darkness in its trail. Smirking, he rested it back onto the table. Perhaps he might get a chance to use it later…

For now, all he did was patiently wait within his newish home. His private room, which had used to be the place Ultima Weapon resided, remained locked for his eyes only, by FATE itself. In short, the only way anyone could pass was by killing Lynx himself, a task nearly impossible. The room he currently resided in was not, and he even encouraged his comrades to come by. It had only been fair since he invaded Sephiroth’s personal space, and he continued to chuckle as he watched their little group foil with their plans. He did however miss going to Luca. The woman there were to his liking, and it would have been the perfect place to smudge Serge’s name. Oh well, that could wait after the party.

The place had been decorated like a ball room, similar to the one General Viper had once possessed; the General’s taste was one of the reasons Lynx never killed him outright, aside from his own cockiness. Food had been laid to the side perfectly, each dish carefully prepared and cooked to perfection.

This event served for many purposes, such as to find out more on the Lavoid and Magus. But above all else…it was to weed out the traitors of their little club.

And show what would happen to them!