Shamitako

Red Red was already awake when Rosie woke up. She wondered if he'd seen the same dream as her and that was what caused him to awaken so violently.Whether he had or not, he'd already resolved to tell him the truth. It wouldn't do to have him always questioning her. "Rosie, as a mage, you're aware that all mages are cruel and heartless beings, yes?" She asked, though she didn't wait for an answer. "I want you to know that my apprehension to tell you about myself is born of the fear that you will reject me, and not any form of regret." She stood and walked to the window, leaning against it. "I'm sure if you look carefully you'll come to understand exactly what my skills in Magecraft and Self-Modification are. I can manipulate animals and assimilate them for a time to make myself stronger. It comes at a bit of a cost, however, if I remove this hood, my magic will overwhelm me and I will become an insatiable creature with a desire to kill and assimilate everything in sight. For generations, my family used this power to fulfill our contract with the Wolf, a powerful phantasmal beast, feeding her and receiving her protection and wisdom in return." She hesitated, that was disturbing enough, but at least it was her family's creation regardless of whether or not she embraced it. What came next was entirely her own, and by most standards something far worse. "When it came my time to inherit my family's duty, I discovered that feeding the Wolf humans was far better than feeding her forest creatures. And so I fed her humans. Hundreds, if not thousands of them. If you permitted me, I would gladly go and slaughter more here and now to bring us to victory in this Holy Grail War." That was everything on the table, now she had to wait and see how her master would respond. He seemed a kind soul, far from the heartless mage she would usually expect. She was certain he would turn down her proposal.

Break the Hierarchie

Colony 6 Combat, Turn 1 Cliff Webweaver 1 lunges at Amber, its fangs dig into her arm dealing 15 damage and puts her to Sleep for 3 turns. The attack also leaves her Webbed for 3 turns. The Talking Grimm slashes at Lyssa with his claws, dealing [miss] damage. It heals for 0 HP. -The Grimm cackled gleefully as it's claws swiped wildly in Lyssa's direction, "I'll talk as much as I want. Does that make you angry, little Homs?" Cliff Webweaver 2 spits a web out, dealing 4 damage to Elma, 4 damage to Flanagan, and 8(2*4) damage to Remi. All three Flinch once and are Webbed for 3 turns. Remi gains 4 energy in her Phoenix Gauge. Lyssa uses Primordial Beat on the Talking Grimm, dealing 12(3*4) damage. She gains 25% Induction (4 bonus Power). Elma uses Shadowrunner. Flanagan revs his chainsaw against Webweaver 1's multitude of eyes, dealing 10 damage to it. He heals himself and Lyssa for 17 HP. Amber is fast asleep. Tiburon loudly intrudes upon the Talking Grimm's planned talking with his elbow, and smacking the Grimm over the head with a steel chair to add insult to the injury. The Grimm takes 25 damage, loses 10 Dodge for 2 turns, and is stunned for 1 turn. Remi unleashes a wave of flames over all three foes, applying Blaze 4 to each of them for 3 turns. The Talking Grimm recovers from Flanagan's attack. It takes 23 damage from Blaze. Embla charges the Talking Grimm with her lance, dealing [miss] damage. She still manages to draw it's attention, Taunting it for 3 turns. Status Initiative

Aria Oh dear. What was the lady thinking, bringing in a new servant so suddenly? Oh dear. Oh dear. And Maria! Oh that Maria! "Get the new girl a uniform," as if they just had a unifrom lying around that would fit! ...They did of course, Maria insisted they keep extras in supply, just in case. But it was the principle of the thing! It was unusual, perhaps downright ridiculous, to keep a stock of extra uniforms in several sizes! Yet here was the very situation, in fact the only situation, in which such a thing would be useful. Oh how it made Aria's blood boil. Aria's thoughts calmed down as she crested the stairs. She would have plenty of time to be frustrated with Maria later, right now she had a new arrival to greet. While she didn't like the suddenness of the hiring, she was more than happy that it had happened. It was ever so dull and tedious with just the three of them currently employed, a fourth would certainly make working for Lady Isis easier and more interesting. And so the sound of her hand rhythmically rapping against the door echoed through the hall as she knocked on the door to the new girl's room. She fiddled idly with the measuring tape in her hands as she waited patiently for an answer.

I can see him getting in, but only if he gets the consideration in the first place. Smash tends towards current releases and classic characters, of which Shovel Knight is neither right now. Not to say it's impossible, Shulk managed to get in Smash 4 somehow, after all. (For which I am eternally grateful, because it got me to check out Xenoblade.) I just think he's a longshot character of a similar degree to Shulk. My fingers remain eternally crossed though EDIT: Oh, speaking of Xenoblade. I'm hoping an XCX character (most likely Cross, but it would be neat if it was someone more defined as a character like Elma or Ga Jiarg) manages to tag along with the XC2 character I'm expecting. I doubt that one will happen either, but hey I can hope

Lilith Lilith wasn't good at small talk either, so she wasn't sure how to respond. On top of that, she'd never held another girl's hand for so long before, it was rather embarrassing and she wished she could find a way to let go without making it awkward. Her eyes wandered away from Arturia as she tried to find any words at all that would end the awkward silence. That was when they caught a speck of pristine pink dotting the dull brown and green of the destroyed landscape. "What's that?" She asked, pointing at it. (And using that pointing as an opportunity to free her hand.) It turned out to be a piece of gum. And it was stuck to a plain business card with the name "Makaylin Argos" and a phone number printed on it. "Call me <3" Was scrawled on it in the worst handwriting Arturia had ever seen. It was so audacious that it was impossible to tell if it was taunting or somehow intended to be serious. Either way, it seemed that the girl with the bat was perfectly alive. Natalie Noticing that her mother was giving her a strange look, Natalie retracted the blade. She'd toy with her new ability later, there was more to talk about now. "As I said, it's a Laylite weapon." Mother Opium explained to Arya, "I honestly don't know any more than that. They're extremely rare, aside from the ones I just gave you, I've only ever seen two before now. Each has unique properties related to their owner, and they can only be used by the person they bond to. As far as I'm aware, there are only three alive capable of forging them, and they guard the secret to the weapon's creation jealously." Mother Opium shifted her body around slightly, following it with a shift in topic. "There's one more thing I need to explain." She said, "While I'm not going to stop you from seeking the goddesses, in fact I'd almost encourage it, if you do find them, you need to be extremely careful. You cannot, under any circumstances, force them to acknowledge their identity." Strangely, Natalie caught her mother shooting Arya a meaningful look here, she wondered what that meant as her mother continued. "If you do, the consequences would be disastrous. At best, they'd go insane. You must let them come to realize who they are of their own accord." "Right, we'll be careful." Natalie assured. She did want to find the goddesses, if only to find proof of their existence so that she could stop doubting her mother. Though part of it was also that, for some reason, she seemed to have been dragged into this by the girl with the scythe, and Nayru be damned she wanted some answers.

Remi discovers Vale 5.26, it is an empty plains space bordered on the north and southeast by Colony6's wall. To the northeast is the colony's main gate, a sort of drawbridge over a trench dug out in front. It is lowered, and a slew of ruined buildings can be seen within the colony. Elma, Vale 5.26 - Exploring Northeast. Like Remi, a bad feeling had been mounting in Elma's stomach for the entire approach. The feeling turned into a heavy stone that almost caused her to drop to her knees when she saw the devastation beyond the gate. Forsaking any sense of self-preservation, she dashed inside the colony. Buildings reduced to rubble and smoldering ash covered the landscape, the Grimm hadn't left a single one standing. Part of her wanted to dig through the rubble and look for survivors, or at least corpses to bury, but he knew there wouldn't be any. The Grimm left not even bones in their wake. All hope lost, Elma stood slumped in the center of the colony. "We were too late." She muttered. This was followed immediately by an angered shout, "Dammit! We were too late!" Tears of pain and rage cornered her eyes. Her first instinct was to blame Colony 9 for not being more willing to help. But when she really thought about it, it was her fault. Colony 9 couldn't exactly send a party back with her while she was bedridden. Even if they'd been more willing to help, they couldn't have. "I was too late." She muttered finally. "Yes, you were." A deep voice growled. From behind the ruins of a nearby house emerged the largest Beowolf Elma had ever seen. It had more and sharper-looking spikes, as well as a second pair of demonic red eyes place slightly further down its face than the first. "You were too late, we slaughtered them all." The voice spoke again. The Grimm's jaw moved in time with the voice, almost as though it was the one speaking. No, the voice came from that direction as well, the Grimm was the speaker. "You can talk?" Elma asked in shock. "Perhaps all Grimm can talk, I don't suppose you're ever bothered to ask, have you?" The Grimm replied, slowly creeping closer. "No, I can't say I have." Elma was starting to regain her bearings, fingers tightening around the hilts of her swords. "And why would you? We both exist to slaughter one another." The Grimm cackled, "If you did stop to ask, you'd have been killed on the spot. Soon it won't matter either way." Two Webweavers, tarantula Grimm, skittered into view behind the talking Grimm. The time for talk was over. Elma raised her swords and prepared to fight. She hadn't been able to save her home, but she could prevent others from suffering the same fate. Colony 6 discovered! Boss battle starting, inititaive:

I have failed already

Remi discovers Vale 6.26. It's an empty plains space bordered on the northeast by Colony6's wall. Strangely, there are no Grimm in sight. The gate to Colony 6 is just to the north

Flanagan discovers 7.26. It's an empty Plains space at the top of the passage. It's bordered on the southwest by cliff and the walls of Colony 6 can be seen in the distance to the north.

Red What did she like? Red wasn't sure how to answer that. There wasn't much she enjoyed, the actions she'd taken in life were never taken because she liked them. It had been her duty as a mage to carry on her family's legacy, though she did find some pleasure in the craft. "I like dogs." She answered. It wasn't exactly a useful answer, given the context, but it was the only answer she could give for certain. She continued by addressing her master's next question, "It won't take that long, a few hours at most. I'm not sure a covert investigation is the best use of our time, as you've noted, I stand out a lot because of my cape." She was going to explain more, but was prevented by their arrival at the inn. Once safely inside and away from the rain, the water ran freely from her cloak to the ground. It held no water at all, with only a few drops left on its surface. She paid no mind to the woman, there wasn't any need when her master had it handled. Quiet still, she followed her master to their room. Rosie retreated to the shower, so Red prepared to rest in the bed. Though her cloak was water-retardant, the rest of her clothes were not. Because of this, her exposed shoes and socks were quite thoroughly soaked. She unfastened her shoes, placing them next to the radiator with her master's clothes. Then she raised her legs so her knees were near her face and gently slid her stockings down her slender legs before spreading them out on the floor with the rest. With her clothes set to dry, she finally climbed into the bed. Her bare skin shivered as it rubbed against the sheets. Her knowledge of this world suggested that they were in poor condition, but they were infinitely softer than any bed or cot she'd slept in before. It was an amazing feeling. When Rosie returned, he'd find his servant asleep atop the bedsheets, still as elegant as ever. And for the first time he would get a slight glimpse of her face as the pillow pushed her hood back a little. The details were still obscured, but what he could see was fair and innocent, perhaps too much so. The whole scene appeared like glass, as though Rosie might shatter it if he got too close.

If there's another vote, I'll be voting Shovel Knight again. Certainly a longshot more now than before, but it'd still be super awesome on the miracle chance it happens

Anchovies pls