OOC: Yes, very much so. Congrats Worru!

IC:Burlo removed his tattered tophat as he scratched the mass of hair on his head and replied to the big Goron. "Kay den, Garley it is, Rocky." He mumbled as he cast a glance at the flight of stairs. He had just realized that everyone else had disappeared, and finally figured that they must have been the ones screaming down below. "As fer de speekin', Rocky, I'm de mos' fluential talker out o' evverone in me mate Bendeath's tavern." He said, beaming as though that was a major accomplishment. "Yur de one needin' to 'nouncinate yer sylabellells." He continued indignantly, replacing the tophat and twirling a loose thread on his coat around a pudgy finger. "What are ye, a drunk or summat?" He added with a snicker, looking out the window; the sun was sinking now, and his favorite bars would be opening.

OOC: To be honest, Creator could now be mugged by a Girl Scout, and be left for dead. Pom is sort of a lock on his energy, and if he isn't in his body, he can heal much faster than normal. And, in response to the compliments, [badelvisimpersonation][pompadour]Thank ya, I thank ya very much.[/badelvisimpersonation][/pompadour]

IC: "Yes, and, Dogura, I believe he is turning into you." he said, as Pom jumped around with a pencil he was using for a sword. "But, don't worry. He isn't that good of a pencilman." he joked, before looking down to think. "I believe not. But, if I do need any, you would know, as I would collapse onto the ground, my eyes flickering in and out, as would my mind." he explained, joking, or at least seeming like it. "Now, tell me, what do you want to ask of me? All I need to know is where Se-I mean, Worru is, and what is his condition."

Dogura cocked an eyebrow, and turned to look at the small creature. "I-It... it can morph? How did it turn into me? I see a small resemblance but..." Darkin's feathered hand shot up to his now rosy cheeks. "Oh my gosh, its ADORABLE!" he cried, jumping up and down. Dogura ignored the his friend, and turned back to Creator. "I see. We'll monitor your progress, and if we see that any of your senses are faltering, we'll be sure to issue and examination." The samurai grabbed a notepad, and was jotting something down. "I'm sorry, but I have to log the time we were all in the lab, and what happened during that time." Darkin grabbed Pom, and rolled around on the floor with him. "He's like a mini Dogura! Awww!! Who's a good samurai?" Dogura glared at the made out of the corner of his eye, but didn't seize his writing. Finally, the last punctuation was in place, and he opened a drawer, and stuffed the notepad inside the drawer.

"About Worru. Of his condition since I last clashed blades with him, I do not know. Nor do I know of his whereabouts. I wish I could help you further, but I'm afraid I can't. Suddenly, Dogura remembered something. Cell Sky.... I bet they could track down anyone they wanted... but... would they take such a mission on such short notice? No, no, I'll not bother them now. But if need by, they'll be our last resort. The samurai pointed up the stairs. "Alright, lets clear out of here."

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Garley frowned. "I'm not Rocky, I'm Garley... But you can call me Rocky if you want, I suppose... And you can't really pronounce a syllable, you see, a syllable is a part of... ohh, never mind." He sighed, as he knew he wouldn't get the man's attention unless a meteor struck... and even then it would have taken a few moments to sink in.

"Pomura! Pom!" yelled Pom, as he jumped out of Darkin's hands, just to land on his top horn, which, due to its design, made him fall on his face. After jumping back up, and unsheathing his pencilblade, he went back to running around, swinging the makeshift sword like a crazed kid.

Creator made a sound like a laugh, looking up from "Pomura", to Dogura. "Yes, he can morph. I based him on a warrior I met in my travels. He could absorb his opponents, taking their powers, and changing his own form. But, to that, he would have to take his entire opponent to do so, while Pom, or in this case, Pomura, would only need a strand of hair, or such." he explained, before getting off the table, and begining his ascent up the stairs. "Now, what would you ask of me? I have no more questions." he said, as he reached the top of the stairs, and went over to rest with his back on a wall.

Dogura shook his head. "I'll have many questions for you later, but not now. For now, we need to find Worru." But where to look? The samurai though, as he beckoned Darkin and Pomura up the stairs. He closed the hatch, and locked up the lab. "Alright." Dogura said, standing up. "I understand you're looking for Worru. We'll aid you, if you tell us why you seek him. I'm not really great friends with him, I don't know him too well. We just did combat once in a tournament."

Creator closed his eyes for a moment, as he thought if it was good for him to tell them why he needed the Sheikah/Gerudo boy. It is for the best, Creator. The samurai is trustworthy, and so is his friend. said a voice in his mind, provoking an unseen smile from Creator himself. "Very well then."

"First, I must explain how it came to this. I am a member of an organization called the Three Knights, of which there are four members. We work for a bigger group called the Three Kings. They knew that Worru is not just Sheikah, but Gerudo as well, making him a second Gerudo male.", he began, "Due to a strange genetic makeup, Gerudo males are perfect for spirits, which is part of the reason your Ganondorf can become Mandrag Ganon. And, with the other part of his family tree being Sheikah, he is also in perfect alignment for a spirit known as Bongo Bongo, who, fortunately, is in Old Hyrule, buried under sea and stone.

"Now, what the problem is, we have noted there is no longer a signal coming from Old Kakariko, which is where Bongo Bongo once was. Since there is no signal, we can only guess that he has escaped, and is making his way here to seize the boy. Now, as a precaution, we put a spirit in Worru already, one named Ryokiden. He is charged with protecting the boy, but we are worried that Bongo Bongo will now how to remove the spirit. And why has this worry just come up? Simple. The fourth memeber of the Three Knights, Paladin, has been seen in Hyrule as of late. He is known for his devious tactics, which two of the Kings are against, but one does nothing but praise such.

"Now, what I need with Worru is to make sure he stays with someone at all times, and far away from people who are wearing more than the average amount of Sheikah symbols. If Bongo Bongo gets to Worru, you'll have a miniture Ganon running free in Hyrule." he said, finishing by opening his eyes to look out at the others. "So, shall you aid me?" he asked.

OOC: If you can understand what was said there, and give me proof, I'll give you 100 rupees.

OOC: Really?
+ Worru is Sheikah, and Gerudo. One Gerudo male is born every 100 years, which makes him perfect to be a second Ganondorf.

+ He's also Sheikah, which is possibly why he's being targeted by Bongo Bongo.

+ He was given a "soul" or personal guardian to protect him from Bongo Bongo.

+ Its suspected that he's on his way here, because there is no signal of him by old Kakariko.

+ "Souls" are issued by the Three Kings, which lead the Three Knights, in which Creator is a part of.

+ He seeks Worru, because should Bongo Bongo know how to remove the "soul" from Worru, he could easily overtake him, and use him as a shell, or container of sorts.

+ So it is best for Worru to be with someone at all times, should Bongo Bongo appear.

I think I got this thing down pretty well, where's my rupees? XD

IC: Dogura nodded, and suddenly, a look of shock overcame his face. "Bongo Bongo? Why... he's nothing but Sheikah legend & lore! He never actually existed!" The samurai said as a matter of factly. Darkin's eyes darted left, and then right. "He... he exists?" Dogura shook his head. "No Darkin, Bongo Bongo doesn't actually exist, you can relax." Darkin pointed a feathery finger at the armored man.

"But- but he said... and he's advanced..." Dogura looked down into the nothingness of his mind. He knew it to be true that Creator was far more advanced than he, and possible knew answers to questions that the samurai could never fathom. "Creator... how do you know of the legend of the monster of Kakariko? You claim to come from another world, do you not?"

OOC: This is getting interesting! I love Ikana, Kakariko, and everything that has to do with them!!

Creator sighed a moment, looking down at the ground, before looking up. "Yes, I come from another world, but that doesn't stop the Three Kings. One of them knows of your legends, and they had an eye on Termina, where Worru came from, because of its unstable nature, and when they found the boy, he was both worried and relieved. You see, since Bongo Bongo doesn't exist in Termina, Worru could not be found. But, he had nothing to protect him, which is what he has now." he explained, before looking back down.

"Now, we have only one problem. Paladin, both my brother and collegue, knows of this, and there is nothing stopping him from bringing Bongo Bongo here, if he isn't already, or putting him in Worru, if he hasn't already. I need to find Worru, and make sure he is safe." he finished, looking back up.

Darkin emitted a small shriek. "See? He does exist!" Dogura placed a hand on his friend's shoulder. "Darkin. Bongo Bongo is only a myth! I assure you, my father himself set out to find the creature once, and brought back no evidence...." Dogura trailed off. "But he did say that he felt a heavy blanket of sorrow befall him upon entering the well..." I've decided that I'll trek back to that well later, and finish my father's excavation."

Darkin's eyes widened. "So you're saying there's a chance? You're not taking me are you?" Dogura sighed, and rolled his eyes. "You may stay, if you truly wish for your dearest friend to go it alone." Darkin stomped the floor, and he clenched his fists at his sides. "Now don't play that 'guilt trip' card on me!" Dogura smiled, and gave him the thumbs up. "But it works every time doesn't it?"

The samurai now turned serious. "So these Three Kings... no doubt they hold unnatural power... Would their power rival the Three Queens of Hyrule?" He was obviously referring to the Goddesses, Din, Nayru, and Farore. "And from what I understand, they're knowledgeable of other worlds?"

Hearing of Dogura's father's trip, Creator blinked once, then twice. "Your father traveled to the original Kakariko, and dove far beneath the waves, just to check?" he asked, before he blinked again. "No, wait, there is another Kakariko in this Hyrule. In the Old Hyrule, there was one, but now it is far under the sea." he said. "That was where the signal was. Since that place was dark, it could've been one of those...uhm...Edgars, I think thats what they're called." he said, scratching his head as he tried to think.

"But, on the matter of the Three Kings, most likely. One of them can absorb any power, one holds wisdom like no other, and the third, no one knows much about. And yes, they know of other worlds. Two of them say they might come from the same place, but, as I said before, the third is a mysterious one." he said, his tone serious as he finished.

As for Pomura, he was content enough just running and jumping around the room, swinging the pencil around, and yelling "FOR GREAT JUSTICE!" about every 30 seconds. "That's another thing about when he transforms. He starts speaking in words other than his name. It's rather entertaining." he said.

Burlo took offense to the Goron's last comment and stood up angrily, crossing his arms huffily and snorting. "D'ye know who yer debatin' wit', Rocky? I'm havin' a hard time believin' I know less o' de common langige den a giant pebble such as yerself!" He jeered, sticking his nose in the air and looking away, his long black hair falling in tangles over his back as he did so. Then the rest of the party emerged from the lab and Burlo looked over the Dogura person he had been told about. He waited for them to finish talking; It's not that he didn't want to be rude, he just wanted to have a grasp of the situation. However, it all ended up being too complicated for him and his patience ran out, so he loudly coughed. "Yew be de sam'rai, mate?" He said, nodding towards the man with flowing purple hair.

Dogura was ecstatic. "You're telling me that they could rival the Goddesses in power?!" His facial expression was clean mix of confusion, fear, and disbelief. "And I'm not sure which Kakariko my father visited... He was always so vague about where he'd been, or where he was going." The samurai shifted uncomfortably, and the wood under his feet suddenly began to bother his feet. He sat down, and placed on hand on his head. "So there are more powerful beings than Hyrule out there? I almost don't want to believe this..."

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Garley turned, and angry expression on his face. "Now that was really uncalled for! I'll advise you to be polite when speaking to others." (OOC: what did you expect, a beating?) The Goron walked out the door(miraculously squeezing through yet again) and disappeared out onto the lawn.

Creator looked at the ground, then back up at Dogura, a flash of a strange idea in his eyes. "Wait, your goddesses have the colors red, blue and green, correct? And they represent power, wisdom, and courage, respectivly, correct?" he asked, and before he could've gotten a reply, he spoke again.

"The Three Kings themselves have the same colors, and are nearly the same representatives of those traits. I wonder, are they connected? They seem to be male equivalents to the Goddesses, don't they?" he said, now waiting. He barely noticed anyone except Dogura now. His mind was focused on learning more now, and not on his mission.

When eh had realized he had deviated from his mission, he shook his head to clear his mind, then he froze, eyes staring intently at one corner of the house. He was trembling, as if a horrible memory or sight had befallen him, and, in a slight whisper, he said.

"He is here."

Dogura cocked an eyebrow. "Ahhh, so the natural order in your world works the same as ours. We're more alike than we know." Before he could utter another word, Creator began to quiver. The samurai looked him over. "Creator? Creator!" he shouted, turning to Darkin. "What was wrong with that last spell you cast! Look what you've done!" Darkin's face flushed of it's color. "I-I-I always perform that spell! Its one of the easiest I know, and it's casting was that of perfection!" Clearly, the Rito hadn't screwed up. "Creator... say something!" He had looked as if he had just seen a ghost...

Creator barely moved, his eyes focusing only on the corner of the house. "Paladin has come. I can sense his evil nature. But, I cannot hurt him." he said, looking down as he finished. "No matter what your spells have done, I am too weak to even meet him." he explained, looking back up.

"But, he can still be defeated. Since teleportation between dimensions takes a bit of energy, he is weak enough to be attacked." he said, glancing back to the corner nervously every once in a while. "I need someone to go after him and stop him. If he is allowed to regain his power, than who knows what havoc he will wreak? But, more than one should go. He can still change forms." he explained further. "So, shall you do this?" he asked.

But, before he could get an answer, Creator looked out at the porch for a moment, then back at Dogura. "I must say, for a person like you, you are not very good with women." he said, making a glance at the porch, then back at Dogura.