I was hoping for a Rickroll, and got something better.

<3

It took me way too long to figure out where that music came from.

Wow, I'm late to the party eh?

'Lo thar Xijiy, and welcomes!

...hrm, can I call you Xee for short?

Took me a while to remember that you're a bloke from Keen.

Ahhhhh, another Keenfag?

No wonder your quirks didn't ring a bell.

Though I used to be a keener I'm more of a 6gigian nowadays.

Don't worry though you shall know of my quirks soon enough.

Just as I was figured out, so shall we to you.


I'm sure.

*steals Xijiy's quirks and sells them in a back alley for a few bucks*

*was secretly the buyer, and quickly gives them back to Xee*

*was the one who took them from Swifto, being disguised as Xee*

*knew it was coming*

"Gentlemen."

*goes TF2 Spy on Art, taking the Quirks once again*

*knew this was coming and injected Swifto with poison yesterday*

*knew about the poison, but didn't care, as he's naturally immune to that particular strain*

*Knew your immune system was strong enough to resist, therefore blasted you with indecent amounts of radiation to lower you white cell count AND make you impotent*

The poison took hold of poor Swifto's battered and lanky body, and quickly strangled his life into nothingness.

Aristotilus was victorious. He had at last vanquished the pest that was Swifto, and the quirks that rightfully belonged to Xijiy were now under the possession of Aristotilus.

But, without his quirks, Xijiy soon became listless and insipid, bearing no remarkable features or eccentricities, making him what some would call 'boring'.


But why?

Why did Aristotilus commit such atrocities? Swifto was only trying to give the quirks back to their original owner, but this was not acceptable, as it would seem. Swifto perished in a horrible and painful manner, simply for being the one person trying to do the right thing.



But, as luck would have it, Swifto knew of his coming death, and soon dispensed with his moralities, and drove a knife into the heart of the one that had killed him. The Quirks scattered to the ground at the feet of Aristotilus. Swifto took one look at them, hoped dearly the right person would find them, before his weakened form gave way at last, and fell atop Aristotilus' also fallen body.

Swifto's heart slowed in its beats, fewer and fewer per minute, giving him just enough strength to feel the agony of his radiation bath, as he felt many of his organs twist and bulge within him from the rays, pain languishing every fiber of his body.

But, 'til the very end, Swifto bore the grin of victory, which froze onto his face once he had at last felt the merciful coils of death.

Well I knew that my quirks would be wanted so I brought a maaaaagical time machine.

Once I gained back my quirks I used it's magical powers to go back in time and warn Aristotilus and Swifto. After knowing the price they would pay for their greed they would obviously change their ways before it was too late.