Enter the Cosmos

[ElenaIsCool]

Sans


The skeleton watched Julia and her frien do their thing with healing..Magic? Then the doctor came in and treated Alexis. He then knew he could do nothing else that could be considered useful. The skeleton sighed. That was how useless he felt in every genocide run.

Then Alexis said that she was hungry, which Sans helped with by offering a hot cat

QizPizza LilacMonarch Sir Skrubbins
CocoaMarshmallow

 

[SheepKing]

Ravio

So this was the guy....? Ravio almost felt sorry for creating hope of a way out through waking whoever this was up because just looking at him roused disgust. Oh Hylia, he even smelled worse! What was with his clothing anyways, was he like some super fan of the Mario? Considering how the toads reacted to the red person’s presence it’d make since that there’d be some people who’d take their fascination with the guy a little too far and dress like him. Thankful that he was wear a scarf that could block out most of the stench radiating off of the disgusting creature, Ravio debated as to how they’d get the fat man to wake up. He’d seen Pink guy speak to the person to no avail and if he hadn’t been awoken by the gunfire from earlier, there seemed to be no chance that they’d get the fellow out of his slumber. Well there was one thing he could try but it’d be quite rude but this was important! The pouch hanging off of Ravio was once again opened to bring out the now awake Sheerow. Whispering a few words of encouragement, he set the creature on top of the man and waited for Sheerow to do his thing.

After a few moments of preparation the bird began to wildly chirp and run around the rancid guy’s large body like an absolute mad man. If the guy wasn’t woken up by the chirp then he’d surely be from the small feet of Sheerow running on his body. Ravio was always woken by that anyways. As a grand finally that was definitely not apart of the plan Sheerow hopped over to the guy’s face and aggressively bit his nose. Even the bird was sick of the fellow and had taken out his own anger through sinking his little beak on him. Sheerow’s jaws weren’t as strong or defined as a regular bird’s but it’d still be quite the pain to be woken up by. Hopefully the man wouldn’t be too mad at them for it. Ripping the bird of the stranger’s nose, Ravio chided his pet for its actions.

“Sheerow, what did we say about biting strangers? I know you know that it’s mean to do that”

The subject of this chiding simply tweeted back and hopped right into his back once again. “Sheesh, an apology would’ve at the very least would’ve been nice to hear” Ravio grumbled before tying it shut.

From beside the bunny hooded guy Agent three did something quite surprising In a matter of mere seconds the squid (or was it a kid) had simply hopped up into the air ducts alongside a newly transformed Ben. He didn’t even get a moment to say anything to her as she simply jumped up there. There wasn’t a chance that Ravio would be able to replicate the same results so he ended giving a quick wave up above as a goodbye. Hopefully she’d have better luck up there than down here, mostly because Ravio really didn’t want to be next to the fat guy for any longer.

BoltBeam Caffeine Freak Crow thatguyinthestore
Location: Wooden prison​

 

[PolikShadowbliss]

Odessa & Batman
Odessa was searching for a way when she came across the circular windows surrounding the prison. The man in the silly and edgy bat costume seemed to notice too, he walked over and examined them intently. She scoffed and the Batman turned toward her, rasing an eyebrow, his mask somehow conveying that motion perfectly.

"You look like a silly superhero, batdude." She said as way of explaination.

The bat-guy frowned and then said in a dark tone, "I would hardly call myself silly."

"Of course you don't. But honestly at least you're better than that posh cartoon man," she said, guestured with her head toward Benedict who was probably still pointlessly dusting, "he's pretty much useless and the funny part is he probably thinks he's the most important man here." She laughs.

Batman turned toward Benedict, noting the cartoonish man dusting, and lets out a small chuckle.

"Don't mind him. He's probably just a harmless running gag. Nothing more, nothing less." Batman brooded intensely for a moment. "Nevermind the gossip. You have anyway out of here."

Odessa looks around, noticing the air vents.

"If there's anyway out, it's through there."

Batman turned toward where she was pointing. "We won't be able to fit through that."

"It's either that or smashing the hatch open with the big dude."

"That won't work and will just anger the big dude. Assuming you can even hold him. Whoever designed this prison didn't intend us to just blast out willy nilly. Otherwise the two girls would have succeeded. No this needs more finesse."

Odessa nods and walks toward the big dude.

"What are you doing?"

She grins, "wouldn't hurt to try?"

"Wait, what are you --"

Odessa's suit lights up, increasing her strength ten thousand fold and with the boost, she lifts Wario up!

Batman faceplams.

thatguyinthestore @anyboby #openforinteraction​

 

[Veradana]

Ahim and Luka high-fived each other over their team’s victory, and the screen above the arena announced their prize: 200 points each. Together along with everyone else, they hopped into the warp-pipe to exit into some sort of casino. In the casino, there was a man in green running the place, showing off his card skills before showing them what they could buy with their prize money. Obviously, the Star was the best one, but they’d have to save a little more if they wanted to buy it, but there was the factor of wanting to bring home gifts for the whole crew to consider as well.

In the end, their deliberation left little time for actual decision. Another airship flew overhead. This time not piloted by Bowser, but by his son: Bowser Junior. Many of the others took immediate initiative in retaliating against the ship, but nothing they did seemed to scathe its hull.

Bowser Jr. let loose a large robotic version of Bowser, which, despite everyone’s best efforts, captured them all within itself. They were let out in a prison, of sorts. Almost immediately, people began trying to blast down the walls, their bullets ricocheting wildly around the room. Luka shoved Ahim behind her.

“Get down!” Luka took out her sword and blocked the shrapnel as it came. Great, they were trapped here with a bunch of idiots.

At least the weird badger-thing was able to calm one of them down enough to stop her from continuing to shoot everyone. He, along with a purple cat, and a human man, began to use their magic to heal the ones who had gotten hurt because of the others’ impulsiveness. They seemed like they’d be valuable allies, at least until they finished this Star-Hunting Job. They’d probably be stuck here until the two people who’d gone through the vents came back with something. Hopefully they wouldn’t just ditch everyone, but two kids against a flagship didn’t stand much chance. Before going to speak with the purple cat, Luka turned to Ahim.

“Are you okay? Did anything hit you?” She put a hand on Ahim’s shoulder, then checker her face for any wounds.

“Yes, I am uninjured, but Miss Luka, you should not have put yourself at such a risk. It would be devastating if you were to injure yourself on my accord.”

“…sorry.”

With that said, the two of them walked over to the purple cat. Ahim glanced at Luka, who held back a step behind her.

“Pardon us, as I am aware that you must be preoccupied with your duties, but seeing as your magical healing would be very helpful, would it be agreeable to you if we aided you in some way? I believe that if we were to work together, our chances in fights such as the one previous would be more fortuitous.


LilacMonarch (you wanna team up with the pirates?)
thatguyinthestore (GM ping)

 

[darkred]

• Marcus Wright

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  Marcus looked over at his shell as it seemed to fade as a announcement came on. TEAM TWO WINS. The half terminator looks up and turns his eyes toward the gold coins he had gotten for winning this game. He looked over the gold coins as he shook them. It was strange feeling actual cash after he hadn't touched for years, and he meant years since he was in prison. But He would save the gold coins for later when it was needed the most. He looked up at Luigi, raising a eyebrow as he shuffled his cards. "Sorry, but I don't want anything this time, pal. " Today wasn't exactly the best day to be honest, it had been hours, maybe days since he last returned home but it was grating on him.
  
  After everyone picked their things from the winning team, he nodded at Spectre and blinked. He looked at Romana "Hey, I saw you earlier at Loopdeloop. You seem pretty smart."
  
  He made sure none of his terminator parts were showing and walked over "I'll be right back, Spectre."
  
  The half terminator quickly turned when he heard the sound of some sort of ship, like the sound of a chopper back home. He growled as he ripped his plasma gun out and began to load it.
  
  It was Bowser, right? No, it was his slightly more annoying pint size kid, Bowser Jr. He didn't have TIME for playtime with Bowser's kid.
  
  He didn't respond to the kid's nonsense and aimed at the kid "Come on, kid. I dare you to mess up MY DAY."
  
  Marcus wouldn't have the time to respond as he grabbed his plasma rifle as him and anyone he met that day was scooped up by the Fake Bowser and thrown in the back of whatever-the-hell-this-is.
  
  The half terminator raised a eyebrow "Fuck this, I didn't sign up to be thrown in a kid playbox prison."
  
  Everyone was already blasting the walls like crazy and it didn't help Marcus's growing headache.
  
  "I can crack the walls with my fists. Anything happen with the weapons? He looked over at Medic
  The half terminator's metal skin covered fists slammed the wall, making a incredibly loud pang and nothing happened. Great. Just what he wanted to know.
  
  He did it again and again. Nothing happened.
  
  
  He took a breath, there was a lot of risk of friendly fire in the ship and so far nothing else was working.
  
  "If someone finds a weak point, give me a second, I can break the area with my bare metallic fist."
  
  FactionParadox Sir Skrubbins thatguyinthestore
  
  
  
  
  
  
  

 

[darkred]

• Maya "Echo" Visari

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  Her team had lost the "mini-game" but she hadn't minded too much as she scanned the crowd for anyone interesting. There was a white haired man nearby a man in a black coat walking away. She frowned "Wait, Spectre right?" We were at the loopdeloop galaxy together. Perhaps we should work together."
  
  "Name's "Echo".
  
  She was cautious considering Tanya was nearby. Something about the German woman irked her a bit. She wouldn't let Tanya be the one to kill her, however.
  
  She turned only to hear a loud boat coming near him.
  
  She didn't hesitate to pull out her sniper rifle and bend down aiming at the small kid named Bowser Jr.
  
  His words meant nothing to a trained Helghast sniper and spy.
  
  Bowser Jr was soon in her crossline sight as her deadly aim did nothing but bounce off and she was easily slipped off toward the back of the ship.
  
  After the group was thrown to the back, things quickly devolved into chaos. Tanya shot her weapons at the walls and people were hurt.
  
  The Half Vektan and Half Helghast eyed the medic and turned to the others trying and failing to do anything to the walls.
  
  She eyed Batman and Oddessa at the window and went to the other circular window.
  
  FactionParadox PolikShadowbliss thatguyinthestore
  
  
  
  

 

[FactionParadox]

"Correct, it's nice to meet you Echo." Spectre nodded, quickly noticing the Bowser-shaped boat and glaring at it. Quickly activating his Duel Disk, he summoned Sunvine Thrasher and had it attack the boat, although it's sword was doing next to nothing to the hull and he cursed. "Shit... The hell is that thing made out of?" He sighed, flicking through the functions and summoning a wormhole through space. "Let's go, I'm going to inflitrate the boat and see if we can't throw a spanner in the works." Spectre stated, walking through the distortion in the air.




"Thank you. It's nice to meet you..." Romana stated to Spectre before walking off.

She had somehow ended up in the cell of this ship. The important thing was getting out. Grabbing her sonic screwdriver from her inside coat pocket, she tried to reach up to the hatch but was a little too short to reach. Jumping twice to try and reach it, she sighed before looking over to Marcus. "Excuse me, do you think you could possibly give me a hand to reach the hatch? I think I can unlock it or at the least cut it open." She asked, turning to the half-Terminator.

darkred

 

[thatguyinthestore]

As Ben and Agent 3 began making their way through the nearby vent as Grey Matter, they would find that after a certain point, they couldn't pass due to a strange... force blocking the way. Further inspection of this mysterious force would reveal that it was the same magic that was preventing escape from the room earlier. However, if they were to remain around for long enough, thyey would find an interesting scene play out before him. The first thing they saw was Jason Todd, tied up and thrown onto the wooden floor below him.

"Good work!" Exclaimed the voice of Bowser Junior, who proceeded to hop down onto the ground from... somewhere and land right before Jason. A confident smirk graced his snout as he placed his tiny hands on his hips. "Not so tough now, are ya?" He asked before sticking his tongue out in Jason's direction.

"Tch. Shut the fuck up..." Jason sneered from his compromised position on the floor. He writhed in the restraints like a worm, trying desperately to break free, a sight which made Bowser Junior rather happy.

"No, YOU shutup!" The turtle exclaimed, before running over to Jason and kicking his stubby foot into his side. Jason didn't even flinch at that, however, instead keeping his vision focused on Bowser Junior. He proceeded to look up at someone after this, though who wasn't entirely certain as they were out of Ben's sight. "You four, keep up the good work! Those idiot losers in there didn't even know you weren't my Papa!" He shouted with a confident smirk as he climbed back up to wherever he was before.

With the conversation seemingly over, it appeared that all that was left for Ben and Agent 3 to do was head back.

Meanwhile, even with Batman's detective vision, his scans would provide no weak points in the magic armor.

Back with the grotesque fat man snoring on the bed, not even the loud chirping appeared to wake him up. Instead, he merely swatted idly in the air, as if to get it away. However, as he was bitten on the nose by the bird, that appeared to do the trick as he quickly screamed out in pain and shot upwards in his bed. He was now sitting upright and was awake, at least, but the poor man now had a swollen nose and appeared to be fuming as he desperately looked around for the source of his pain.

"WHAT'S THE BIG IDEA!? CAN'T A MAN GET A SECOND OF SLEEP AROUND HERE!?" He shouted in a burst of pure anger as he frantically continued darting his head back and forth in hopes of finding the source of his now swollen nose. Before he could even deliver swift justice to the nasty perpetrator, he had been lifted right up out of his bed. If the man wasn't fuming with anger already, he sure as hell was now. He punched and kicked in Odessa's grasp, desperately trying to be released. "HEY!!! PUT ME DOWN, YOU CHEAP SAMUS ARAN RIPOFF!!!"

The circular windows, meanwhile, did appear to at least lead outside of the room. Though, they appeared to be protected by the same force that had also protected the air ducts and the hatch. However, if Echo or anyone else were to look outside the window, they would find a line of strange turtle creatures doing... something.

Meanwhile, oddly enough, Spectre would find himself unable to open up a wormhole out of the room. Or, more accurately speaking, he was unable to conjure up a portal at all. It was as if something, or someone, was preventing him from doing so. For, as he did attempt to do that, he felt a strange blockage in his powers that prevented him from conjuring up said wormhole.

Crow BoltBeam SheepKing Veradana darkred FactionParadox PolikShadowbliss​

 

[Crow]

Upgrade
Location: Air Duct
Interactions: N/A
Surroundings: BoltBeam
GM Interactions: thatguyinthestore


"Well, I'm the guy made of liquid metal," Upgrade says to Agent 3, "maybe I can ooze my way into that room, help masketto man out and all."

Upgrade decides to check it the vents were oozeproof by sticking his liquid fingers through, then back in.

Laffey
Location: Strange Room
Interactions: @Tamotsu QizPizza CocoaMarshmallow Sir Skrubbins ElenaIsCool
Surroundings: N/A
GM Interactions: thatguyinthestore


"Hmmm..."

Laffey, looking out of the window, taunts the strange tortugans every time they would look in the direction of the window with gang signs.

"Is Laffey... scary?"​

 

[BoltBeam]

Agent 3|One-Way Lane

As Ben and Agent 3 began making their way through the nearby vent as Upgrade, they would find that after a certain point, they couldn't pass due to a strange... force blocking the way. Further inspection of this mysterious force would reveal that it was the same magic that was preventing escape from the room earlier. However, if they were to remain around for long enough, they would find an interesting scene play out before him. The first thing they saw was Jason Todd, tied up and thrown onto the wooden floor below him.

"Good work!" Exclaimed the voice of Bowser Junior, who proceeded to hop down onto the ground from... somewhere and land right before Jason. A confident smirk graced his snout as he placed his tiny hands on his hips. "Not so tough now, are ya?" He asked before sticking his tongue out in Jason's direction.

"Tch. Shut the fuck up..." Jason sneered from his compromised position on the floor. He writhed in the restraints like a worm, trying desperately to break free, a sight which made Bowser Junior rather happy.

"No, YOU shut up!" The turtle exclaimed, before running over to Jason and kicking his stubby foot into his side. Jason didn't even flinch at that, however, instead keeping his vision focused on Bowser Junior. He proceeded to look up at someone after this, though who wasn't entirely certain as they were out of Ben's sight. "You four, keep up the good work! Those idiot losers in there didn't even know you weren't my Papa!" He shouted with a confident smirk as he climbed back up to wherever he was before.

With the conversation seemingly over, it appeared that all that was left for Ben and Agent 3 to do was head back.

'OK, so what was gathered from that?' Agent 3 thought to herself. 'Guy in red over there is in a mess of his own, we're blocked by some kind of wall - heck knows what it is - and based on what turtlebits is saying, it was a fake Bowser after all. Fantastic.' She continued, though disappointed they came this way to only come back with little to nothing. However, they at least know they are dealing with a minimum of 5 people - one being the junior, and four others being unknown. Agent 3 was about to turn around and head back to the prison cell, until...

"Well, I'm the guy made of liquid metal," Upgrade says to Agent 3, "maybe I can ooze my way into that room, help masketto man out and all."

Agent 3 shook her head. "If you want to end up in the same place as him, go ahead." She said sharply. "He looks like the kind of guy who can work himself out of that situation more often than not. While you seem to have a bag of tricks, 'he' seems to be always prepared almost all the time thus far." She added, turning around. "Besides, with that wall in the way, we can't do much. C'mon. Let's go get the others up to speed. It takes multiple people to do a job." She motioned Ben to follow, soon exiting the air duct and back into the prison cell with Ben (as Upgrade) hopefully following.

"Some kind of wall got in our way. I'd assume it's the same thing you guys found. And the guy in red is currently in that brat's claws - not to mention the 'Bowser' we saw is a fake by four unidentified people or things." She explained, rolling her eyes. "Unless we get through that wall, there's no exiting this place..." She added, looking around. "...Any ideas, people?" She said sharply and simply, hoping it would warrant a response; again, much to her distaste, other people can do things she can't, given she doesn't know what the wall is made of.
Details

Link to CS: Here!
Hex Code: #61BD6D
Status (physically): Fine
Status (mentally/emotionally): Concern, fear
Location: Air Duct -> Prison Cell
Powers: Inkling (species abilities and traits)
Items: Hero Shot, Splat Bombs, X1 Super Mushroom
Active buffs/power-ups: None
Course of action: Hope to heck anyone can get us out of this mess

Interactions: Crow (Ben), thatguyinthestore (GM)
Mentions: None
Nearby:

In group: (Anyone?)​

Actually nearby: (Anyone?)​

 

[PolikShadowbliss]

Batman

“No weaknesses,” he said to himself, “nothing to exploit.” He pondered, putting his gloved hand on his chin as his eyes narrowed. “That little turtle is clearly too dense to have magic this powerful so there must be an outside helper.” He looked up at the air vents. “The air vents appear to be the only way out of here.” Alas he could not shrink. He then looks at Odessa, and looked at the angry fat man then gave out a deadpan, “ahhh, problematic.”​

 

[darkred]

• Marcus Wright

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  Location: A strange room
  
  
  [centerblock=OPTION]
  
  Marcus raised a eyebrow but nodded "Sure, I can give you a lift. Hold on." As the half terminator grabbed Romana's body and set her upon his metallic shoulders, he lifted Romana up near the hatch with ease.
  
  "Anything?"
  
  Marcus turned toward Agent 3, ( BoltBeam ) while he held Romana ( FactionParadox ) up.
  
  "The walls must be really made of a hard metal. I tried slamming my metal fists into the wall and no dents, nothing. Usually it works too."
  
  
  Interactions- thatguyinthestore FactionParadox BoltBeam

 

[darkred]

• Maya "Echo" Visari

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  Maya looked out the circular window, staring at the dancing koopa mocking them in the ship. She wasn't worried about that. Anybody, even Batman ( PolikShadowbliss ) couldn't find any weaknesses in the "prison" walls or the windows.
  
  "Wait, I believe anybody with non-magical items could do something." Maya walked toward the window and tried to push it open. If the window opened, she'd make quick work of the koopa guard on the hill with her Sniper Rifle.
  
  
  
  FactionParadox PolikShadowbliss thatguyinthestore

 

[Crow]

Upgrade
Location: Air Ducts -> Strange Room
Interactions: N/A
Surroundings: BoltBeam PolikShadowbliss darkred
GM Interactions: thatguyinthestore


"Alright, alright, we'll help him later. Turtle Soup Jr is probably somewhere else doing something else."

His liquid metal body flowed back and plopped onto the floors of the prison cell. "Oooookay. So let's see our situation... usually I'd be able to squeeze through any nook, cranny or gap, wherever water can leak, but the place is protected to the point that I can't... they prepare for a lot of things.

... you know, these usually come with the part where the bad guy barges in and mocks us. What if one of us uses this opportunity to sneak out and attack from the outside...

... or maybe some kind of machine's controlling these forcefields? I'd be more than happy to shut 'em off!"​

 

[LilacMonarch]

Julia

"You can aid me by helping to find a way out of here." The Espeon replies curtly to Luka and walks over to the air vent. Whether or not the Medic had wanted to take the Mushroom she offered, he'd find he ended up with it anyway.

Julia climbs into the air vent, the cramped space was no problem for a squishy feline like herself - and peeks out behind Ben and Agent 3. However it seemed they had hit the same barrier as before, only able to watch what happened outside. So this way was a no-go. She didn't particularly care about the man in red, but the little runt taunting him needed to be taught a lesson. The fact that he thought his cardboard 'Bowser' fooled anyone was almost enough to make her laugh.

The Espeon climbs back out and thinks for a moment. She had tried teleporting, but that seemed to be blocked. This generic-ass magic was really annoying her. Nobody could be better at this stuff than her!

"Magic..." Julia muses as she pads back over to the others, barely giving the strange man in yellow a glance. Now that she thought about it, she had seen one of Bowser's goons using powerful magic. Perhaps they could distract or interrupt its magic? "Look for that turtle mage guy. The one that warped us from the festival."

The Espeon herself closed her eyes and searched outside telepathically. Surely it would only take a little Boo! in its head to distract the thing.

Interactions: Sir Skrubbins (Medic) Veradana (Luka) Mentions: Crow (Ben) BoltBeam (Agent 3) Around: CocoaMarshmallow (Eric) PolikShadowbliss (Batman) thatguyinthestore (GM) @everyonebasically​

 

[FactionParadox]

"That gives me an idea, Echo..." Spectre stated. He couldn't portal out of here and whilst the blonde woman sat on Marcus's shoulders, he quickly smirked. "Appear now, Link 1! Sunvine Gardna!" He commanded, summoning the monster in the already somewhat cramped space, reducing his size but increasing his mass. "Gardna, focus your punches on the centre of the glass, that is where it's weakest."




The Plant Link Monster began punching at the glass rapidly, the metal points on it's gauntless as sharp as anything and it was superhumanly strong too.






"Thank you, Marcus." Romana stated as she continued working at the lock with her sonic screwdriver, burrowing away at the wood with sonic impulse after sonic impulse. Watching as the silver-haired man summoned a monster, which began punching at the glass. Grabbing another item from her pocket, her phonic disruptor which was a handheld gun that used sound to attack a target at the molecular level. Firing it at the window, she hoped in combination with whatever Spectre was doing, the glass might begin to crack.

darkred thatguyinthestore

 

[Benedict Cucumberpatch]

Sir Benedict Cucumberpatch

Benedict stared at the stain in defeat, “Ah....you may have won.....this round, but soon......you will lose.” Benedict leaned even closer to the stain, “In future times...the wood will rot.....and dissolve, making you disappear into the black abyss....ah.....and when that day comes, I shall stand victorious...for you will finally be cleaned.” Benedict then stood up and pulled out his pistol, “Ah.....I hereby curse you....you filthy stain.” He said before unloading every round into the floor where the stain stood. “Ah.....Josh I am......very disappointed in our cleaning skills.” Benedict solemnly said as Josh poured him a glass of water, for tea was brown, like dirt, which would remind them of this tragic loss. But alas, there was no ice, “Ah.....Josh......I have no ice in this glass, that’s no paycheck for you this week isn’t it.” Josh hung his head and slowly nodded as Benedict walked up towards some fat man in a yellow outfit screaming at people, “Ah.....a man in uniform screaming, that must be the manager.” Benedict proceeded towards him and threw some cash at the angry man, “Ah....manager, I need a bag of ice immediately.”

thatguyinthestore​

 

[GearBlade654]

Techmarine Martellus​	SPARK-001, designation Praetorian​
Status: OK​	Status: OK​
Actions: Keeping Eye on Door​	Actions: Displaying Options for Escape​
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Martellus slowly nodded as he looked at the Medic's ( Sir Skrubbins ) minigun.
The projectile shield... well, that could be a huge tool for the Imperium's war effort. Martellus could already envision the horror on those damnable Chaos Space Marines' faces as their accursed weaponry found no purchase against such a shield.
“Agh... please understand. Zhis is something I cannot tell you. Zhe only people who know besides myself are very close, intelligent confidants of mine. Not only are zhey incredibly powerful, zhey can also be very lethal if you don’t use zhem correctly. Vell, zhat, and it is very illegal, heh heh...“
That very rudely brought Martellus to reality. Of course there was going to be a catch. But it wasn't all for naught-the concept was still there. Perhaps... if the Adeptus Mechanicus was willing to try something...
That was going to be something for later, though. First things first was to get out of here. It would seem the door was magically protected, and a vent provided a potential way out.
Too bad Martellus was too big to climb through said vent. As it would seem, Martellus was going to be useless... for now.
The figure suddenly waking up in a fury caught the Techmarine's attention, and so did Ben ( Crow ) coming on back.
What Ben said, as much as Martellus hated to think of it, was likely true. It was likely that minature xeno was going to come back to make fun of them all.
Martellus silently nodded, before keeping his weapon trained on the door. If that xeno did come back, well, it didn't exactly look difficult to simply blast him.

Praetorian, on the other hand, watched as some of its allies (Agent 3 ( BoltBeam ) and Ben) headed on out, intent on attempting to gain intel on what the two had gathered.
The SPARK listened to what Ben had to say on the matter, before silently nodding. The machine took note of the figure waking up-a potential source of intel once he calmed down.
But first, a word with the liquid metal... alien.
"Given that our kidnapper appears to have a large ego, I would not discount the idea of said kidnapper coming back to mock us. However, it is unlikely he will open the door."
"Sneaking out may not be an option as well if the cell is this well guarded. However..."
Praetorian's audio lowered as so not to catch the attention of the figure.
"I believe we still have a chance of escape. Speaking to the figure previously sleeping might be an option once he calms down-I calculate a 72 percent chance of relevant intel if we interrogate the figure."
"Also, I have a side query. What are you capable of in that form?"​

 

[Crow]

Upgrade
Location: Air Ducts -> Strange Room
Interactions: GearBlade654
Surroundings: BoltBeam PolikShadowbliss darkred
GM Interactions: thatguyinthestore


"Yeah, I guess whoever can catch so many of us so effortlessly must have a bigger brain than we think..."

He then turns continues as the juggernaut asks about his feats.

"Let''s see... listing them off from comparatively less cool to coolest..."

Upgrade places fis fingers on his chin.

"Solid. Aaand liquid."

With that last word, Upgrade 'melts' into a liquid metal puddle, before popping back up to his 'default' shape.

"Lasers."

Upgrade launches a laser blast from his eye, causing it to accidentally knock Wario's hat off.

"Uh, my bad! Anyways, best for the last... whatever tech's around..."

Upgrade's body morphed about as he hopped and latched onto Praetorian's blaster-like weapon, causing it to form a black coating with green markings around it, as well as the signature Omnitrix emblem. The blaster morphed its shape and even size, as if it was being upgraded on whim.

"... I make it better however I want and control it from the inside."​

 

[L3n]

[div class=container][div class=image][/div] [div class=blk][div class=title]mami tomoe [div class=line][/div] [div class=lil]resident magical girl[/div][/div] [div class=b][div class=lilimage][/div][/div] [div class=info] [div class=post][div class=scroll] Mami slowly but surely came back to consciousness and the first thing she noticed was her head was faintly pounding. Instead of stirring and opening her eyes she pretended to still be asleep for a few minutes to analyze the situation. Say, if she were kidnapped, she’d sleep till they woke her up just to put off a confrontation. This way she’d have time to make a plan. Though after listening to her surroundings, and recognizing a few voices, she finally moved to sit up. “Well this is a doozy,”she spoke quietly as she reached up to feel her head for any injuries. Nothing external seemed to be causing the pounding.

After she checked herself for injuries the blonde smoothed out her skirt, and fixed her top so her buttons were back to the middle of her chest. Her fingers were feathery as she moved. Slow, soft, but graceful. What was she doing before she fell asleep? All she remembered was.. a cat hotdog? Did she eat a cat?? That’s not the pussy she thought she’d be eating this trip.

After second thought that was crazy. Hallucination at it’s finest.

. . Probably.

. . . Hopefully.

To shake off her weighing question, do cat hotdogs actually exist, she turned to the people in the room with her. Her yellow eyes landed on a blue boy. Now blue and yellow totally clashed, but Mami had already made up her mind that she wasn’t allowing herself to be alone on this trip. Even if they were being held hostage. She helped herself off the floor before heading over to the cute edgy guy. “Hey I’m Mami Tomoe,”she introduced herself again with a small curtsey, “It’s nice to meet you! I just woke up. Do you happen to know what’s going on?” The Gunner was happy now than ever that she was as confident as she was. The ability to approach people was amazing. [/div][/div] [div class=pos][div class="round1 round"][/div] . [div class="round2 round"][/div] . [div class="round3 round"][/div] [div class=stats]mood; confused ☀ mentions; Sans, cat hotdogs ☀ interaction; Haz.
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[ManyFaces]

Well it seemed his team had lost, that was alright with Marvus though. He didn't feel like a loser and the game was pretty fun after all, everyone got points too. But earlier on he could feel eyes on him from the smaller Troll, it was something he'd gotten a sense of being on stage all the time. But he saw the kid was a Purple Blood like himself, and what more could he ask for than a conversation with his fellow Juggalo.
The Troll decided to buy two of the mushrooms considering they might be more use to someone who needed them rather than himself. He didn't feel like he needed any sort of power ups and whatnot the Troll could manage.

"dis should b aight if a buddy gets in sum trouble." he said giving up 100 points for the time being. Putting the mushrooms away, followed by the return of Rosalina, the princess seemed quite enthused at the fact everyone played nice but still seemed to be in haste considering her ship still didn't have enough power.
But then he heard the familiar sound of propellers in the air.

"ah shid diz gotta b sum bad joke, cuz it aint funny." The clown said crossly looking as the ship hovered by the observatory with... A child? At the railings, he looked like Bowser. Which made him wonder what kind of parental figure would send a small child to fight for him. Marvus shook his head silently as the turtle child mouthed off about the group being losers and other childish ramblings. But... Marvus wasn't going to beat up some kid, not even if he was a little punk. The Juggalo crossed his arms as the child announced he had in fact came with his father.
His demeanor changed when he heard that, Bowser Jr. wasn't really someone he'd fight but his father was a life ruining tool so he'd gladly take him on.

"bring on the-" He was cut off as the Bowser Puppet emerged from the ship. This was sad. Marvus was sad. The kids dad couldn't even bother to show up, this poor excuse of an impostor was just that, a poor excuse. Was this how other species did parenting? It seemed pretty damn disappointing and to some extent infuriating. He looked only a couple sweeps old and he was getting his hands dirty likely just to please his 'papa'.
Marvus was so deep in stoner thought he failed to notice the false bowser was snatching folks. And It snatched him too.

"Ah fuk" He said as the giant puppet scooped him. Soon enough the Fake Bowser dropped him onto the cell. The Troll had never seen such a... Bland looking prison. Who knows how long they'd be kept here... There had to be some way out. But on a somewhat more important note he thought in such a small area he could finally find the Troll from earlier. He looked around, mostly down considering his height until he locked in on a pair of horns poking out the crowd.
Marvus smiled as walked over and got a better look at the Troll, now he could see his paint and awesome Faygo sash. Marvus was essentially in front of the smaller Troll and human child. He zeroed in on his fellow clown with a proper greeting.

"HONK HONK WAZZUUUPPP MOTHAFUCKAZ!!"

Birb Sayo-Nara

 

[Nightwisher]

• Shilo Saga
• Tiny Tina
• Character Interactions
• Shilo's Lists

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  ~Shilo Saga~
  Location: Playing Field
  Inventory: 9 throwing knives (hidden), two katar, a Bowie knife, a Glock .45, and a M16A3
  Power: Light Manipulation
  Stand: Death Valley Queen
  Mood: Annoyed
  Condition: Healthy ​

  The assassin sighed, crossing her arms over her chest as the girl tried to save the obviously failed ruse. “We’re currently dealing with a power hungry overlord creating his own galaxy, and saving the Mushroom Kingdom and you think it’s a good idea to approach three obviously trained individuals to play a game for your own entertainment? Look, I know you’re a kid but you don’t look like and idiot. I suggest thinking before you act.” With that, the woman had broken away from the group to play the game that had already been set up for them to play. Shilo watched as both she and Frank missed each other's shells, a genuine laugh breaking through her hard exterior. Out of all of the people who had thrown, the last two she’d expect to miss was herself and the Marine. Yet, here they were. Ah, well, at least it had been fun. Team Two won, which Shilo had been expecting. She flashed another smile at Woods before making her way back to the main area of the Comet Observatory. The woman stepped back away from everyone as those who won approached the man in the green hat, who the woman with tails called ‘Luigi’, to buy items with the points they’d gotten from the game. Hopefully they would come in handy eventually. The assassin tittered when the same woman called Jason out for his cursing.
  
  Shilo had found herself with her back against the wall, leaning against it with her arms crossed over her chest. Watching and listening as she always did. She heard the sound of the propeller a moment before Rosalina said anything. The raven haired assassin carefully made her way to Todd, stepping in beside him as she unholstered her own gun and took aim. When the Red Hood started to fire, the woman did as well, though unlike her MPF companion, she only wasted a single round before realizing how useless the barrage of attacks were. She holstered her gun once more. If bullets weren’t going to do it, knives wouldn’t either, she doubted talking was going to do much...this interaction was just going to have to run its course, whatever that course was.
  
  Apparently, it was bullshit. Some make-shift Bowser appeared and Shilo couldn’t help but close her eyes and pinch the bridge of her nose in annoyance. This...was really what they were going to be forced to deal with? As the Fake-Bowser jumped from the airship and onto the Comet Observatory, Shilo’s eyes snapped open just in time to see the wooden limb of the puppet reaching for Jason. The woman jumped back out of the way, expecting her ally to do the same. Instead, he let himself get grabbed and ‘eaten’. If they were captured by Bowser Jr. it was likely that they’d be taken back to his father’s galaxy… they could take Bowser on, beat him, and make their jobs a Hell of a lot easier. It was better than going from galaxy to galaxy collecting stars. So, when the Fake-Bowser reached for her, Shilo barely put up a struggle. She was grabbed by the back of the collar of her leather jacket and lifted almost like a doll, or a kitten by its mother. It wasn’t exactly ideal, but at least she didn’t have to deal with touching others. She lifted her arms to protect her face as Bowser Jr. decided to spit on everyone. Luckily, she was hidden from the disgusting display of childishness, but some of the other’s weren’t. Someone, Tanya from the sound of it, declared death upon the child. Shilo couldn’t blame her for that.
  
  Just as she had guessed, the plan was to take the group the Bowser’s galaxy. Good, they could come up with a plan on the way there to deal with Yurtle the Turtle. The group was placed in a wooden room with someone sleeping inside. The woman closed her eyes in annoyance once again as she heard the man in pink yell something but she didn’t want to deal with it. Instead, Shilo opened her eyes, her teal gaze sweeping across the room. Taking in the walls, the hatch, the other prisoner, the windows, and the vents the woman started to create a plan as quickly as she could. It helped that the room was spacious enough that the woman could get just enough of a berth away from everyone else that she wasn’t going to be freaking out. Normally, now would be the time to talk to everyone, plan out an escape as well as what the next steps would be. However, not everyone seemed to be for safety of the group, let alone communication. The purple cat thing had pulled up a few floorboards to use as a battering ram. Though that in itself wasn’t as dangerous as it could have been, the group didn’t know exactly how this wooden ship worked. And they were in space. Tearing out the floor, and harming the walls was most likely the worst thing the group could do. Before Shilo could say anything, the girl with pigtails decided to try and blow a hole in the wooden walls without warning for the others in the group to back up and get out of the blast zone.
  
  Shilo raised her hands, covering her ears as she turned away, readying for anything that came towards her to hit her. Nothing did. The assassin looked up to find that the woman who had corrected Jason on his swearing had protected the group from the other’s blast back. However, it appeared to have taken a bit of a toll. However, others approached the woman to help so the assassin stayed back. It seemed that the more time Shilo spent trying to work on a cohesive plan, the more people were going to try and break down the walls, not giving a damn about who they hurt in the process. The strange man that gave Shilo the creeps had started cleaning, and even that was more helpful than the other two had been, despite the fact that it was useless in its own right. The most useful things to happen in just the few moments they’d been in this room was Pink Guy talking to the other prisoner and Zim taking the time to actually trying to get a look at the lock on the hatch. This was why Shilo refused to work with large groups of people, especially people who didn’t understand how to fucking communicate or fucking think. The German man had taken over as parent of the group, or something, and was chastising everyone. Thank God someone decided to because if she did, people were going to get angry or cry.
  
  The woman took a deep breath as the penguin king hit his hammer against the wall. Naturally, it rebounded and he ended up hitting himself in the face. The last time Shilo had been this annoyed was the first day of Team 73 training when she’d cut Artemis’s cheek open for refusing to get onto Carmen’s plane. It took more willpower than the woman would like to admit to not do something similar, or worse, now. That was when Tanya lifted her rifle. Unlike Laffey, however, the blonde actually warned those around her. Due to that, Shilo was less annoyed by the blonde. Nonetheless, it had been a stupid move considering that it had already been done before.
  
  Shilo knew that she would be unable to get the other’s attention until they had worn out their options of brute force. Sadly, that meant sitting back and watching things go down while the assassin continued to get more and more annoyed with her company. “Thanks, Praetorian,” the assassin sighed, closing her eyes again as she ran the tip of right index finger along her right eyebrow, applying pressure as if she had a headache. At least the robot was helpful. Which stabled Shilo’s annoyance a bit as yet another woman pulled out a weapon to fire at the hatch. The assassin took a steady breath and continued to watch on as people finally started checking the vents and the windows. Shilo’s train of thought was cut off, however, when the sleeping prisoner was rudely awakened and reacted as such. God damn, he was loud. Promptly ignoring the interruption, the woman went back to watching the others try and fail to leave the room.
  
  Do to the lack of damage done to the wood, it was clear there was some kind of force field of some sort, the fact that the small brunette boy with the strange watch thing that could make him change form, as well as the squid that reminded her of Marie, were back it was clear that the vents were a no go as well. The windows were most likely the same, thought that didn't stop Spectre from trying it anyway. So, brute force was not the way to go. Shilo took the time to approach one of the windows and look out, watching as the turtle creature paced back and forth. It reminded her of what children believed keeping watch meant. The woman sighed again, stepping away and took her bag off of her shoulder. She got to one knee, unzipping the bag, and rummaged through it until she pulled out three bobby pins. “If anyone shoots me because you're too stupid to understand basic communication,” she states, loud enough for the entire room to hear. “Woods, do the honors and return the favor.”
  
  “Here’s the plan,” Shilo continued as she got down on one knee. She placed two tips of two separate bobby pins in her mouth, biting down and pulling it out sharply so the rubber tips came off. She spat them aside and started to bend the metal straight on one of them, hooking the end down. Normally, she carried a lock pick set with her but she didn’t think she’d need it considering it was just supposed to be a fucking festival. “If this doesn’t work,” the woman slipped the straightened bobby pin into the door underneath a normal bobby pin as she quickly went to work pushing the pins of the lock up, finding the order that would release it. “Those who bought Fire Flowers from Luigi, we might try them out. It’s the same magic this place has, it’s possible it could hurt or break through the force field. Not a for sure thing, so it’s up to you if you want to use your prize on a hunch.” It was surprisingly annoying to talk and use bobby pins as lock picks at the same time. “If that doesn’t work, I will bend the light around the room to make it look like it’s empty. All of you will take the time to realize that just because you have working vocal cords and mouths, doesn’t mean you should fucking use them. Unless you’re warning the rest of the group you’re going to try and blow up the fucking wall, then you speak up. Everyone, take a note from Tanya on that. She may have shot at the door like an idiot, but at least she warned everyone. Paying attention, pig tails?” Shilo tossed a hard look at Laffey. “Anyway, Fire Flowers, bending the light, making the room look empty, and everyone keeps their mouths shut. Anyone have any objections, add ons, or something to say that doesn't make it sound like you huff gasoline in your free time?” She felt the last pin push into place, now it was time to see if it actually worked.
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  Tiny Tina
  Location: Playing Field
  Inventory: Crumpets
  Mood: Interested
  Condition: Healthy ​

  The other team won. Tina wasn’t really surprised by that since it seemed her team had been filled with a bunch of morons, but there was nothing to be done about it so naturally, the thirteen year old complained. “All of them -- all of them, wouldn’t last five minutes in a real fight,” she grumbled under her breath. “I bet even Sully the Stabber could have taken them on.” The little girl’s third favorite serial killer who had stupidly refused to give her his autograph. Well, she’d gotten something much better. But still, Sully the Stabber totally could have taken on this mother humpers and their stupid shells and their stupid winning. Tina went back to the Comet Observatory along with everyone else, stewing in her defeat. Well, for a little bit. She promptly forgot all about the game and losing when the ship and Bowser Jr. appeared.
  
  Tina didn’t have her weapons on her anymore, sadly. She’d given them to one of the toads back in Mushroom Kingdom, deciding it had been far more important to keep her crumpets. Even being caught and locked up in a wooden cell, she did not regret that decision whatsoever. While all the others were fruitlessly attacking the walls and windows, climbing through vents with nothing to show for it, Tina had found herself sitting on the floor eating her crumpets and watching everything go down like it was a TV show. She laughed and booed, nibbling at a griddled cake and wishing she’d brought some butter with her. “No, don’t,” Tina mumbled around a mouthful of food, pushing herself to her feet. She had been talking to Medic as he tried to cut into her wonderful entertainment. She had to take a moment to chew her food and swallow, which allowed some giant guy with a hook on his back to talk to the weird talking man first. “Illegal you say?” Tina had been listening in, stepping forward to get a better look at the thing he’d called “crits-crig” or something like that. Honestly, it sounded like he’d coughed and tried to beat-box at the same time. “Can I play with it?” Tiny Tina asked already reaching to touch the strange weapon.[/div][/div]
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  Interactions: Tanya Degurechaff ( 2Bornot2B ), Frank Woods ( FactionGuerrilla ), Laffey ( Crow ), Praetorian ( GearBlade654 ),
  Mentions: Maya "Echo" Visari ( darkred ), Sev ( Zerulu ), Luigi, Jason Todd, Rosalina, Wario ( thatguyinthestore ), Alexis Kuroki ( QizPizza ), Pink Guy ( Caffeine Freak ), Julia ( LilacMonarch ), Sir Benedict Cucumberpatch ( Benedict Cucumberpatch ), Zim ( ManyFaces ), Medic ( Sir Skrubbins ), King Dedede ( FoolsErin ), Odessa ( PolikShadowbliss ), Ben Tennyson (Crow), Agent 3 ( BoltBeam ), Spectre ( FactionParadox ), the entire group. [/div][/div]
  
  
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  Interactions: Mordecai ( jigglesworth ) and Medic ( Sir Skrubbins )[/div][/div][div style="background:url(https://ak6.picdn.net/shutterstock/videos/15351706/thumb/1.jpg);max-width:822px;max-height:500px;border-radius: 50px;border:4px solid #000000;margin:auto;padding:15px;line-height:1;text-align:center;"][div style="opacity:0.8; background: #FDDCF8;line-height:1.5;width:80%;border-radius: 40 px;border-left:3px solid #FF69B4;border-radius: 40px;border-right:4px solid #FF69B4;margin:auto;padding:10px;text-align:justify;max-height:405px;overflow:auto;"]
  Mentions: Martellus ( GearBlade654 )[/div][/div]
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  Possible Allies: Lu Bu, Eric, Ruby Rose, Spectre, Marcus Wright, Asgore Dreemurr, Medic, Martellus, Mami Tomoe, Makoto Yuki, Tanya, Helrica, Alexis Kuroki, Marie, and Sev
  
  Useless or Protect: Karako Pierot, Dib Membrane, Agent 3, CN-Tan, Marvus, Molly, King Dedede, Male_07, and Inazuma
  
  Kill or Don’t Save: Tiny Tina, Benedict Cucumberpatch, Vilgax, Pink Guy, Laffey, and Odessa.
  
  To Be Determined: Julia, Midgardsormr, Atraxa, Mordecai, Gaige, Claptrap, Batman, Thae, Luka, Sans, Kage, Ben Tennyson, Tenno, and Manelion.[/div][/div]

 

[Sayo-Nara]

Dib Membrane

Dib sat there watching everyone trying to escape or talk to the fat guy wearing yellow in the corner. Maybe someday they will learn the ways of Dib and join him in a sitting circle where all they do is wait. Clearly today is not that day however. Dib watched as the guy that Karako seemed to be afraid of walked over. Dib was taken aback by such rude language. Dib was tempted to cover his own ears while he repeated in his head hear no evil, hear no evil, hear no evil. Dib decided he should probably take control of the situation however since he guessed that Karako would be afraid.
“Oh hello there um... sir? Anyway you see... earlier you seemed to have scared my friend here. I would like an apology in either a written or verbal way please.”

ManyFaces Birb ​

 

[Birb]

Karako Pierot

However Dib couldn’t say much more as he and the rest of the group were picked up and thrown into a prison. Luckily he had been in a jail cell before. All they had to do was... wait. Or die whichever came first.

"STOP! Stop, Dummkopf! Stop shooting! CAN'T YOU SEE ZHAT IT ISN'T WORKING?!" Medic desperately protested, feeling the harsh shockwaves of the explosions rattle through his body and the shrapnel zip past him like machine gun spray. Finally, the girl got the message and stopped firing, and barely a few seconds after Medic got to his uneasy feet and began to cough, waving away the smoke created by the awe-inspiring yet completely inappropriate display of firepower, he heard the inevitable cries for help.

Karako tugged on Dib's shoulder, pointing at the exit. It seemed... a LOT of people were trying to get out. He noticed the large guy from before, the the glasses, had scolded them. The man had an accent Karako had never really heard before... it was interesting.

Marvus smiled as walked over and got a better look at the Troll, now he could see his paint and awesome Faygo sash. Marvus was essentially in front of the smaller Troll and human child. He zeroed in on his fellow clown with a proper greeting.

"HONK HONK WAZZUUUPPP MOTHAFUCKAZ!!"

Karako was about to walk somewhere else, before the WORST possible thing happened. He found himself and Dib approached by the large highblood. He gasped, freezing in place for a few seconds, before scuttling behind Dib in fear.

"HONK!!"

The little clown gazed up at the large clown, shivering a little bit.

Dib watched as the guy that Karako seemed to be afraid of walked over. Dib was taken aback by such rude language. Dib was tempted to cover his own ears while he repeated in his head hear no evil, hear no evil, hear no evil. Dib decided he should probably take control of the situation however since he guessed that Karako would be afraid.
“Oh hello there um... sir? Anyway you see... earlier you seemed to have scared my friend here. I would like an apology in either a written or verbal way please.”

Karako quickly covered Dib's mouth with his hand, almost looking angry looking. But he was fearing for both their lives...

"Honk...."

Karako reached his other hand down, near one of his daggers...

Sir Skrubbins ManyFaces Sayo-Nara thatguyinthestore ​

 

[ManyFaces]

Zim had certainly not forgotten that locks went on the outside of doors, that would have been stupid and he was anything but. In fact he'd simply use the x-ray goggles in his PAK to see what the lock looked like, not use his eyeballs. Everyone doing stupid things like trying to blow the cell up was just that, stupid and he was going to get out first and extract the organs from that filthy turtle child. He would extract them as easily as a bird of prey would scoop up an unsuspecting baby.
Well, he was going to do that until a certain German girl decided to interrupt him by shooting at the door. Sure she did give a brief warning for him to move. BUT WHY SHOULD ZIM MOVE, HE WAS AT THE HATCH FIRST!
Though it did occur to him he'd probably be turned into a piece of swiss cheese if he didn't, it didn't matter because she was already going off with her rounds. Considering the Irken was no larger than a child, even comparable to a rather large sandwich at best he was blown away. Skidding on to the floor rather violently from the large impact. He was scraped decently enough for a few small cuts to reveal his vibrant green blood.
But he wasn't down for long. Zim got up from the floor and glared at the child soldier "FOOL! ZIM WAS GOING TO OPEN THE DOOR QUIET AND SNEAKY LIKE! YOUR SHOOTING WAS NOT ONLY STUPID BUT LOUD, LOUD AND STUPID IS THE WORST KIND OF STUPID!" Zim shouted particularly loud considering he really couldn't hear after the gun went off so close to him. "ALSO BELIEVING IN MAGIC IS ALSO STUPID, CLEARLY THE SHIP HAS A FORCEFIELD GENERATOR ON BOARD SOMEWHERE.... WHICH YOU WOULD KNOW IF YOU WEREN'T SUCH A FOOL!" Zim screeched as he dusted himself off.

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