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If only you were able to add in the randomization of the background characters. Still, a great conversion!

No worries, I've got you covered! Someone else might want to upload this one, though, I don't know how long a Discord link will last. https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/392141934581514247/809508555199217734/Gavolaiki.zip

Upon approaching the Hangout, they would see that the guards and the barrier that was previously set up was now gone. Things were also quite clean in the area, and it looked as if the creature was never even there before. Not even the building that was visibly damaged in the incident was damaged. Penelope: Wow, they sure cleaned up quick! It..you guys did fight that thing, right? Because this almost makes me think it was just...a dream or something. I didn't even know someone could work so quick! The only telltale sign that something did happen was that the new bricks to fix the corner of the building were much brighter than the old bricks of the building. Not even the goo was present anymore.

Penelope: Ehh, it won't be that much of problem! Will it? Will it?! Probably not, but if she had to practice as much as Lightflare did, she would probably collapse before she could even get to fifty strikes!

Penelope: I really hope everything's alright over there... She followed along, making sure to stay close to Melina! That made a lot of sense to her as well. But both styles looked so cool in her mind! It was going to be really hard to pick one, but if she absolutely had to pick one, fighting with a sword was definitely a lot cooler in her mind. Penelope: Weeeeeell...I guess I'll have to stick with swords, then! But maaaaaybe with a little boxing on the side? Just in case I...drop my sword or something. Not that I will! Really?! If he could do that so much, then maybe she could actually become a sword master! She just had to practice! A lot! A lot...on dummies? Or people? Maybe Darkflare could let her use that training thingy for a while? Penelope: Then I guess I just have to practice a lot when I get a chance! The guards, meanwhile, were very interested in Sasuke and his unusual technique. They seemed to be interested in talking to him. The noble, on the other hand, quickly made his way back to where he belonged: with the other wealthy members of the city. He was probably going to replace the bag despite already getting it. In his mind, once that filthy peasant got his grimy hands on it, the bag was contaminated and needed to be cleansed. His gloves especially were going to be washed and bleached several times over to remove the grime he believed that peasant carried.

Could she not just go for both? She saw that in animes all the time, so it had to be possible! It's like what her mom said...what was that thing her mom said..."Jack of all trades, master of none, but oftentimes better than master of one"? It made sense to her! Penelope: Weeeeeell...I was thinkiiiiiiiing...maybe I can dabble in...booooooth? Or even mooooore? The more, the merrier, I think! Penelope: I'm more than ready to go back if you guys are!

Penelope, who was now holding a toy sword and a pair of boxing gloves, nodded and smile in agreement. If excitement was visible as an aura, her aura would swallow up the entire world. Even if the sword was just a toy, she was most excited to take it for a spin. If only this stuff was not as important! Penelope: Sure did! I can't wait to try this stuff out and go practice like Lilith said! I'll get good with it in no time!

As the clone slid into the ground, the men tried striking the ground to hit him, albeit to no avail. Thug 1: Damn! Well, we gotta take someone out! They all turned their attention to the much stronger mech guards and began their assault upon them, though the significant differences between them made their fight much less enjoyable for them, to say the least.

As soon as the clone grabbed the bag, he would be in for a surprise as a group of 5 thugs soon ran out from the shadows of the alleyway. Thug 1: You fucked up, punk! Thug 2: Break his legs! Thug 3: You're gonna be the message to the big guys! You'd better be proud! The men charged the clone with bats and clubs and attempted to attack him with their weapons, each one swinging at his body and limbs in an attempt to knock him over, clearly unaware that it was just a clone they were attacking. The guards, clearly unaware of their presence, started calling for backup to the scene. Things were getting hectic quickly as more thugs joined in and charged at the guards. It was evident that this was a setup all along.

Crook: Fucker! Due to the clone being in his path, the crook had no choice but to face the music, it seemed. He slid to a halt in front of the clone. Quickly, the two guards converged upon him, their stun rods at the ready. Seeing that he was likely at the end of the road here, the crook held up the bag. Crook: If you want this piece of shit, then you can have it! He proceeded to chuck the bag behind the clone, and soon, the mech guards converged upon the crook with their stun rods, the crackling electricity from their weapons and his cries of pain being tell tale signs that he was now being subjected to thousands of volts. The bag landed a few feet behind the clone, close to a what was very obviously a highly-trafficked alleyway.

Crook: Who the hell are you?! You don't even look like a guard, why the fuck are you after me?! As he ran, he proceeded to knock over another dumpster before dashing towards a main street, the guards still in hot pursuit. One of them looked at the clone, seemingly unaware that it was even a clone. Mech Guard 2: You are allowed to utilize force if you wish to aid us; your actions will be considered a citizens arrest and will not be punished under the law. The two mech guards seemed to have finished preparing their stun rods and were ready to aim at the crook should the clone keep out of the way.

The guards already appeared to be on the case, two of them having already engaged the noble in a discussion. The crook, meanwhile, was rather fast; though Sasuke's clone was able to keep up with him, a man that looked as though he belonged in the poorer parts of the city, judging from his rather dirty clothing, he moved very quickly through the winding streets of Candor City, and seemed to have a very clear destination in mind. The clone was not alone, either: two of the mechanical guards were currently in hot pursuit as well, both wielding stunning rods as they attempted to close the gap between themselves and him. Sasuke had definitely picked the right guy: the crook was holding a bag with a broken strap, one that was made of real leather and seemed to still be filled with the noble's personal objects, so much so that the papers that were also in it were beginning to fall out in the commotion. Back at the gift shop, the guards were busy gathering information from the noble: Guard 1: What was in the bag? Noble: My phone, my money, my wallet, my receipts, everything I need for traveling! Guard 1: Do you remember what he looked like? Noble: You already have people pursuing him! Why is that important?! Guard 2: Sir, it's just the process. The noble was clearly displeased with this. He proceeded to describe the man: clothed in dirty rages, much worse off than most of the people in Candor, hair clumped with dirt and grime. It seemed like he was going to be there for a while while the pursuit went on. At the pursuit: Crook: You're not catching my ass alive, punks! The crook proceeded to knock down anything he could to slow down the guards, but they seemed to be either very smart or programmed very well as they simply leapt over knocked down boxes, barrels, cardboard cutouts, and even dumpsters if there happened to be any. Mech Guard 1: You can either drop the bag and leave unharmed, or feel the effects of these shock rods. The choice is yours. Crook: You're going to have to kill me, scrap metal! Mech Guard 1: Duly noted. The mechanical guards seemed to be tampering with their stun rods for a moment, but the two would soon point the rods at the crook as he attempted to vault over a car, which the two followed him over.

Very well done, I must say that, without all of the bugs of the original game, these characters play a lot differently!

As the group was busy browsing the gift shop, some shouting could be heard just outside of it, as if a scuffle had just broken out among the nobility present. Noble: Fiend! Get your filthy hands off of me! Something could be heard getting snatched, and then snapping, followed by the sounds of footsteps rushing away from the scene. Noble: Guards! GUARDS! Stop that man!

As they made their way out of the store, Penelope was doing her best to hide her excitement at her newfound weaponry; even if they were toys, she was going to make them as deadly as the real thing! But if they were heading to another shop, she was going to have to find an interesting one. She glanced around, and looked for somewhere interesting to go. Penelope: Mmm...I'm not sure where I want to go...all of these places look so interesting!