(Just gonna yeet a pic of my boye here because I want to share…
Now back to RP!!)
Link came into what used to be a room, now barely more than a few crumbled walls. Fairies of all hues bobbed about. In the middle of the structure, surrounded by ivy and a few wildflowers, was a pedestal. A sword was jammed into it blade-first, its winged-looking azure hilt reflecting the sunlight with a wink. A gold and blue scabbard lay propped up against the pedestal, but it was not what Link was concerned with.
"Link…"
As the young man made his way across to the sword, it felt less like he was walking and more like he was gliding just above the ground. The voice was louder than ever now, almost all he could hear. Almost without thinking about it, he reached out and grabbed the sword by its handle and pulled.
Images flashed by rapid-fire: the inside of a temple, a lush forest, a great tree that appeared to have a man's face, and many more almost blurring together. They stopped as abruptly as they came, and Link staggered backwards. He shook his head and looked down at the sword he held in his left hand. "…Did you do that?" he asked, intending it to be rhetorical.
The sword pulsed a bright blue as if in response.
Clapping sounded behind him, prompting Link to whirl around. "Bravo, bravo," a pale, red-haired man said, a sneer on his face. He didn't seem to have any sense of fashion, what with his blue-and-purple plaid pants, crimson shirt, black trenchcoat, and purple scarf. A golden upside-down Triforce pin was stuck in his scarf, and he wore a headpiece almost similar to Ganondorf's. The icy, uncomfortable feeling from before came rushing back with ten times the force. "And I thought I was dramatic. What a dazzling performance!"
"Who are you?!" Link demanded, brandishing the sword out in front of him. "And what the hell are you wearing? Your Triforce is upside-down, by the way."
The man spluttered. "Only the peak of fashion! No, yours is upside-down, peasant! Pah!" He slammed his staff against the ground. "I suppose it doesn't matter. You'll be out of the way shortly. Now, sit still, boy!" The end of the man's staff glowed multiple colors and he drew it back like he was going to throw it at him. Link twisted his foot to steady himself and swung the sword with all his might, hoping to meet whatever the weirdo was going to throw at him head-on. A blinding blue beam shot out of the blade, throwing the man backwards. His staff clattered to the floor next to him, glowing dimly. "Damn it, that stupid Master Sword… broke my spell…" he muttered.
Link looked down at the sword in awe and confusion. Did he really just do that? More importantly… the Master Sword? Like in the stories?
(ah, fuck, that was long. I just wanted to set it up so that your characters could come in as quickly as possible! ^^')