ITT: We are our avatars.

-*Septin is approaching the Pokecenter with some other, similar-looking figure◊, the two arguing*

Vriska: You do?

MARJORINE: Ah.

Peacock: Yeah. Had to off tha kid in the end, business and all that, but still. Sometimes wonder if he desoived it...

Avery:-Sets up a lawn chair, sits in it, and starts smoking on a cigar-

So, what else ya got for me, lady?

MARJORINE: Are you magic, or...?

*Vriska just nods in understanding*

Avery: Nah. Mechanical through and through, kiddo.

Peacock:-Nods as well...then finally notices Septin and his friend-

...The heck are two walking octos doin' 'ere?

edited 13th Oct '11 6:18:26 PM by Raidouthe21st

MARJORINE: Okay.

(She thinks of other questions.)

Septin: *stops arguing with the red one for a bit* ...Oh, hi.

Avery:-Starts pouring a glass of wine while he waits-

Peacock: Oh hai octoboy.

MARJORINE: ...Got nothing.

Avery: Right.

-Tries drinking the wine...while still smoking on the cigar, and ends up accidentally swallowing the lit cigar and looks up at Marjorine while smoke comes out of its ears-

Dat all fer now, kiddo?

Septin: ...

Red one: ...Close. Name's Octin.

Vriska: Hiiiiiiii........

MARJORINE: Yes, that would be enough.

(There's beeping.)

MARJORINE: Duty calls... Maybe we'll meet again, and maybe I'll have more questions.

(She and Ami head to the tank, and drive off. How they managed to not damage the Pokemon Center is a mystery.)

Some other time. See ya.

Peacock: Hi. Name's Peacock, Octo Fin.

Avery:-Salutes Marjorine, then flies onto Peacock's hat, ears still smoking-

edited 13th Oct '11 6:31:32 PM by Raidouthe21st

Octin: Octin, not Octo Fin. Do these look like fins to you?

Septin: ...

Peacock: No, they look more like tentacles.

Septin: ...Actually, yeah. They do sorta...

Octin: They're arms! Or legs, whatever. Not tentacles!

Septin: -_-

Vriska: Whatever.

Peacock: Ain't sayin' nuthin' but tha truth.

edited 13th Oct '11 6:43:46 PM by Raidouthe21st

Octin: Well, it's not the truth, weirdo.

Peacock:-Folds her arms-

Pot callin' tha kettle black, Octo fin.

edited 13th Oct '11 6:50:44 PM by Raidouthe21st

*Vriska rolls her eyes and goes to find something to eat*

Octin: ...What? I'm red, and you're... whatever your color's called.