Our Avatars Were In A Room Together: The RP

Good! Good! Fill ya ball up with money! Don't got any bags for this after all... Load ya pockets!

-Moves into the vault and starts lining his pockets-

(Moves into the vault and starts pocketing as much money as he can.)

-Felix has shut up, nervously looking at Sophia-

-Sloooowly lowering his hand to his sidearm-

"... I'm here for information, is all. Information on the more criminal groups here. I have, no interest in your own petty squabbles, I assure. "

you didn't understand what I was asking

-kalmor also surges forward but at the last second drops to the floor and kicks forward to knock croc's feet out from under him-

Foxy

What in the blazes...?!

-immediately starts moving sluggishly, as if in slow motion-

FOB Rogue

Well, as I was telling your friend here... -gestures to Zack- What I need right now is scouts. We don't know what's going on in the other parts of the city - at all. It wouldn't hurt us to make some allies.

-Zack and Glados- Your past is none of my business as long as you can get along.

-chuckles at Valentine- Sorry to break it to you, but you probably know more than we do at the moment.

Mansion

Fuck me, you're slow! -snatches his gun back up-

God damn... alright, all of you assholes, get the fuck out of here now!

Bank

-there's-

-a shitton of money-

-to the point where you aren't gonna be able to carry it all on your person-

Sewer

—!

-Killer Croc falls roughly on his face - it seems as though he's unused to fighting an opponent of the same size and strength-

-Was seconds away from shooting him-

Gawd, fine.

...Grrr... I don't wanna be conceding defeat to the lines of me pockets! Hang on, mates, I'll see if they got somethin' we can make out all this cash with!

-Leaves the fault in search of... somethin' they can make out all this cash with-

Just show us where and we'll get it done.

Oh...this is a lot. -she pulls out that white pumpkin again, she pulls out three of them and they start producing little white "imp-like" creatures that start gathering up the money, a few of them with swords and spears float on the side as a gaurd-

-kalmor gets back up and just kind of laughs-

you're probably used to being the biggest and strongest guy in the room aren't you?

-he decides to do something that probably seems unsafe and takes off his helmet, showing a heavily scarred face with bionic implants, a nightmarish mash of bone, flesh, and machinery that might make a normal man want to vomit on the spot-

I've spent ten thousand years fighting others like me so i've given you a handicap by removing my helmet. Now get up.

edited 22nd Aug '16 1:27:01 PM by Bcom

-The misty clone follows junkrat-

The size doesn't mater as long as you can get it out side, I can make it invisible, and you can come back for it after the heat dies down.

-Meanwhile the real Misty, having found the internet connection, just kind of extends a spike from the tip of her tail and jabs it in-

-Attempting to enter cyberspace-

-Or, if you would rather go the less interesting route, just plant a trojan-

-Foxy gives an enormous grin and a cackle-

FEHFEHFEHFEH! Thought ya had-a me there, didn'tcha?

-He casually ducks and walks under the incredibly slow-moving bat-

You'll-a be stuck like that for thirty seconds! THIS is what happens when you cross-a the great SILVER FOX FOXY! FUEFEHFEHFEHFEH!

-He starts running down the street, cackling as he goes-

No problem. Don't even worry about it.

First National Bank

(With Misty and Junkrat temporarily gone, Planetman just keeps an eye on the loot in case other thieves should show up.)

edited 22nd Aug '16 9:51:18 PM by josh6243

"... Hmm."

-Is both relieved and quietly disappointed that this girl didn't start gunning everyone down-

Okay, yeah, just to be clear I'm not babysitting the purple-haired squirt. If you take her on, that's your business. But if you want professionals, Locus and I are your men. Limited time offer. Grab us while you can.

edited 22nd Aug '16 11:29:03 PM by SR3NORMANDY

(Locus just looks over at Scarface, still letting Felix do the talking)

(still, he's covered his face in that sunglasses/bandankerchief combo)

edited 22nd Aug '16 11:23:19 PM by foxmccloud4387

... Gawd, I should have, like, shot your stupid ass.

Yeah, well, ya didn't.

So... I guess we're gonna be working with each other after all.

Oh, no need to Worry about That. I'm Sure whatever History it is he and I Form will be Worthwhile and Fall Well within the Parameters for Acceptable Operation within your Organization.

(Turns to look at Zack.)

It Seems We will. How does Collaboration with the Most Massive Collection of Knowledge Known to Man make you Feel, Scruffy?

Like that time I got suck in a busted elevator with a busted autocom for half an hour. This is why nobody promotes secretaries.

Look, you keep the whole "vivisecting" thing to a minimum, I keep us both alive, we get to leave each other alone faster. Deal?

edited 23rd Aug '16 7:13:29 PM by WonderSquid

...Psh, you damned Bedheaded little Philistine, you. Fine, Though, these Terms are Acceptable for the Duration of Our Collaboration... No Promises Afterward, though, so it would be Wise to try and Endear Me to yourself, Boy.

Whatever you say, Mom.