rando MHmondays thingy

As their investigation proceeded more into what lied into the crystalized depths of the Elder's Recess, the Commission dispatched our brave and incredibly disposable group of idiotic Hunters to face upon the incoming bioenergy doomsday that started to emerge from the darkness. Standing amongst the shimmering caverns at the very core, a powerful Elder Dragon emerged; As dangerous as it was luminescent, as chaotic as it was sparkling; A creature born from the energy of the deceased and slain: Xeno'jiiva.

And with their combined might, their strong bond, and a fuck TON o' luck, our 4 goofballs struck with a final blow while their arena crumbled around them. The Xeno'jiiva cried one last time, falling into the embrace of death and strenuous and frantic carving ensued. In their mad sights for loot, the group fell into the depths alongside the whole place down....to never be heard again...

...for about a minute, since they were later found and taken back to Astera by fellow Fifth Fleet associates. To their surprise, they opened their eyes to find themselves not in their luxurious high class accommodations (Much to their dismay) but at the barracks after somehow miraculously surviving the wrath of the sapphire menace.

Much amazing was the moment where they stepped out into the light, a mass crowd of fellow hunters and allies awaiting them, clapping and cheering for what once were a bunch of nobodies. Yes, despite their many many many many MANY missteps, they were actually capable to stop the incoming bioenergy armaggedon. Even if their moment of fame may eventually fade as soon as the next impossible and butt-kicking monster appeared, they were happy to welcome the warth of success for this time around...

Celebrations continued all throughout the night. Just like back at the ship that took them to this place; After being thrown by a rampaging Zorah Magdaros, they were now sit around the table, rising their drinks in a excited cheer.

While under the glow of the sapphire stars, the soft veil of the night, Hiryu glanced at his companions, looking all over the dining hall. A lot had happened ever since they took their first unfortunate steps into the New World. Perhaps no Seltas Queens, or Hyper Rathalos; No Mohrans nor Gore Magalas, but adventure, but the excitement and serious concussions remained: Electrifying Kirins, gunning down Nergigantes, and a ton of spotlight-hogging and pestering "Begels"; Yes, the spirit of Monster hunter lived on in this brand New World.

What were once four simple idiots, had become something bigger, greater. New and old allies now together: From Mageknight to Gavin, to Jett and the scheming Xehanorto, to many many more. Yes, in what started as a simple insignificant pack of maroons had now grown and developed it was now MORE than just four idiots. And while Kyrex would eventually once again, invoke his Stand, and cause a whole lot of chaos ahead. The group did not curse him into the heavens, but welcomed it with open arms: ready to face (and die, over and over to) whatever new sights awaited them.

And until the next new monster showed its face, be pickled or not; Or perhaps another rank, another danger, another game even. It'd be as always:

A WHOLE GROUP of Idiots now...versus the World.

-- The End (Not even close!) --