Captain Wyldstorm
'What do you mean Pirates aren't real?!'
Pentifer quietly just left the area with le big bean.Taking the chance to use Snare's distracted state, Zoe moved to restrain Snare with her bat, grasping around his neck with one of her arms, and locking it around at the elbow. Then dropping her bat and allowing it to de-rez, she picked up the S. Star that she had been saving, "I have to wonder..." and swung it out before swinging it back in, aiming to chop directly into the side of his head. "...how headshots work on someone from a game without them!"
The glitch in the containment cube stood, and exited. It was roughly 3'5'' and possessed a mask-like face and a series of small diminished horns. There was a large scarred-crack in its face from where it was pierced by the lynchpin, devolved from its normal height of 12 feet it was hardly the menacing entity that normally was associated with the so called "Glitch King"
'0.002% Battery Life... I've exhausted the vast majority of my resources destroying the lynchpin and calling out for help...' it internally weblogged. 'I'll wait for Fett to exhaust himself, cannibalize his data... and then make my escape... But as for now...' It looked around itself, searching for the blown off doors to its containment enclosure, upon recognizing one, it meagerly floated over to the door and took it with a pair of small, birdlike mechanical hands that moved out from its cloak, it managed to narrowly lean the door up against itself, the electromagnetic shielding facing outwards, if it was lucky, the shield would survive a few impacts, enough to get back up to a more useful level of energy. For now though, it sought to recuperate, to plan.
Elextrixtr just threw another ball, a tennis ball, at Snare in the hopes of at least hitting. Her voice was quite soft, and sounded as if she still had a lot of energy despite not sleeping for days.