(*Meanwhile, in the custody of the roaches ...*)
Roach Leader: Ho hum ... (*yawns, glances at watch*)
Chatty: Well, this's going nowhere fla-- hey, what's with RL-sama?
(*twitch twitch ... a few blood vessels in the forehead expand to near-exploding proportions*)
Roach Leader: Methinks she is annoyed.
Chatty: Oh joy. An angry RL is a force to be reckoned with ...
Roach Leader: Aye, verily ... (*double take*) Hey, why are we talkin' Olde English?!
Chatty: (*shrug*) Authorial whimsy?
Roach Leader: Hmph. I hate having to babysit you twits. (*surly pout*)
(*twitch*) I'M ... RL ... Alice ... *THE* RL-Alice ... *THE* Arisu-chan..! (*twitch twitch*)
Roach Leader: Uh ... is this leading up to what I think it's leading to..?
Chatty: If the cliché stands true, yup.
Roach Leader: Oh. Niceseeingyoucatchyoulaterbye!! (*scampers out, grabbing a semi-automatic on the way*)
THOU SHALT NOT TAKE THE NAME OF ALICE IN MOCKERY!! IIIIIEEEEEYYYYAAAAAHHH!!!
(*And with a big, Akira-like flash of pure, unadulterated Author Power, the building collapses in on itself. Among other things ...*)
.... okay, I'm better now ... uh, insert-kun?
Chatty: (*from under piles of rubble*) Mmph mph mrphfm!!
Oh, right, the building imploded. Heh. Okidokes, hear you go..! (*yank*)
(*hack hack cough cough*)
There, now that wasn't so ... huh?
What? What happened now?! What happened now?!
Hehe ... I think the blast of Author Power inadvertantly turned you into a furry dragon.
Ohmigod, I'm a flying cat.
No, that's furry dragon, like ... uh ... this [shows picture].
You had a picture ready. ¬¬.
Well, no, I was on a Nall kick. Really, I think you're more the tabby kitty type ...
Look, just be honest and admit you planned this.
(*mock shock*) What, me, plan an embarrassing outburst so as to have an excuse to turn you into an oh so kute furry creature that looks like a cat with wings?
Well, no, it wasn't. Just whipped up the idea tonight. So you are, now, a furry tabbycat dragon wereman with a Spring of Drowned Chicken curse!!!
So I turn into my "normal" form at the full moon, and cold water turns me into a chicken?
No, it turns you into a Red Chocobo. A fierce Tactics-style one, might I add.
In-joke. Just nod your head and smile.
(*furiously nods head and grins like an idiot*)
That's a good little insert! (*pats Chatty on the head*)
Err, yeah ... can I ask a question?
At your own risk and peril of death, yes.
Right. Can I get rid of this animated icon? It's getting annoying, and I look stupid ...
Sure, no problem. It's a pain for me too, and -- hey, Battle of Saratoga!! Woo-hoo!!
Chatty: (*shedding the animated icon*) Huh?
The Battle of Saratoga was the most influential battle of the millenium!! Yah!!
Chatty: ...... and I was based off of you? (*blink blink*)
Are based off of me, thanks. What happened to your spunk, anyway?
Chatty: Don't feel very spunky anymore.
(*gasp*) Ara!! That's bad!! You are spunk! Mostly wimpy spunk, but spunk nevertheless..!
Chatty: Lately I've been apathetic.
Alright, that's it, I'm getting you a shrink!! Professor Twooooooooosteeeeeeeein!! I got a depressed flying cat over heeeeeeeeere!!
Chatty: Me and my big mouth ... -.-;
(*Twitch*) About to go... (*Twitch*) Insane... too much realistic writing... not enough EGC... (*Twitch*) Three two hour exams tomorrow... must study... must sleep... (*Twitch*)
Lyric: Calm down bubby... c'mon, look. EGC...
Ahhhhh... (*Contentment radiates*) And look, new reg-ish people. Welcome to our strange little group, new people. Thanks for keeping it warm for us, while i was away (*Grin*) Usually i am the one to shame people into posting...
Lyric: Ummm... lets get to posting, Shoshanna, HARD RULE!
That's _it_! Who's leading us this time?
Voodoo: Isn't me.
Lyric: Isn't me.
Clone: I was following... wait... i'm in front, i guess that means i am leading.
Voodoo: Did anybody remember that he can't see?
Clone: I can see just fine, i have radar vision all around me!
But its _radar_, you can't read street signs!
Clone: Oh, wait, you are right...
We're lost, aren't we? Dammit, somebody call the tank...
( MEANWHILE, AT THE BAR... )
Sepheroth: No, really... i think i know you...
"Rufus": Nope, not at all... i am (*Koff*) Perfectly normal...
Sepheroth: Whatever you say...
Aerith: Who gave Yuffie the Pixie Stix?
Tifa: I didn't.
Rufus: But she asked so _kutely_!
Tifa: (*Shakes Head*)
Sepheroth: So there's actually roaches out there?
Rufus: Does she remind you of Blur, from the transformers movie, or is it just me?
Aerith and Tifa: Can we roll out, and try to defend our bar, just mahaps?
( ELSEWHERE, IN EG CITY )
Roach: Greetings, may i kindly purchase some implements of distruction...
Ermentrude: Oh my god! A roach! Bhaub, i thought you said you vacuumed!
Bhaub: I say _did_! It must have gotteth in some other way...
Ermentrude: Well, i don't want _roaches_ in my store!
Roach: That's a blatantly humanicentric point of view!
(*The two Diablo character's smoothly pivot to face the roach...*)
Roach: I shouldn't have said anything, should i've?
Ermentrude: It wasn't the smoothest of moves, no... Arrow shock _wave_!
Bhaub: Verily! And forsooth, i was to doeth my special attach anon!
Ermentrude: When you get right down to it, that isn't so much _mine_ either...
( SOMEWHERE, IN A PLACE THAT ISN'T EG CITY )
(*A small brown haired girl walks into a battered and broken down warehouse. She is dressed in moderately expensive clothing and dragging a doll behind her*)
(*A large, inert heap dominates the warehouse, towering over any other boxes. It is larger than the Tank, almost four times its size, and it seems to suggest a vaguely humanoid form, though with four legs, instead of two*)
(*The girl skips over to the huge, shourded form and for reasons known only to her, kicks one of the motionless "legs"*)
(*The shrouded form rears up,revealing a humanoid-four legged mecha, a single red "eye" lighting in its wedge-shaped head*)
>> Activation Stimulus Located...
>> Command Protocal Initiated...
>> Operating System: Skiboo v. 5.3.2 Active...
>> Substucture [Green ]
>> Generator [Green ]
>> Weapon Systems [ Green ]
>> Sigularity Drive [ Green ]
>> Command Data Incomplete...
>> Initate data recovery algorithm:
>> ................................................................................ Done
>> Beginning Primary Function [ Locate Pilot, retrieve ]...
>> Query pilot candidate...
Robot: CHILD, WOULD YOU MIND AIDING ME IN MY SEARCH?
Little Girl: Who are you?
Robot: I AM Skiboo v. 5.3.2. I AM CALLED SKIBOO.
Little Girl: Ok, Skiboo, my name's Nicodemus.
Robot: THAT IS IN NO WAY A GIRL'S NAME...
Nikky: Shut up, lets go find what you need to find.
Robot: CLIMB ABOARD, WE ARE GOING TO SHIFT TO ANOTHER DIMENSION.
(*The little girl clambers aboard the strangely named mecha...*)
>> Singularity Drive [ Active
>> Spawning Hyper-Space Portal...
>> Spawning Quasi-Space Portal...
>> Sub-space bridged...
Ok, yes, i am no crack, i just think i haven't been sleeping well recently (*Grin*). But ah well, i think i need a few new cameos, the Goon Squad is getting a little... sparse, yes? And cliffhangers are just _fun_ to write... Wish me luck on my exams, i'll _definately_ need it...
If you don't have a font by the name of "impact" then the Skiboo command lines are gonna look really silly to you. I think its a windows default kinda font, so if you don't have it, shame on you...
And why did i name the kid Nicodemus? Sometimes i'm just sadistic with my naming, i mean look at Ermentrude!