Up, Up, and Away

Donnie (Noho)

"<In a sense. My brothers and I are aiming to take down the Purple Dragons gang. We have reason to believe they could be in a nearby pool hall. I'm here on my own due to there being three other places they could be.>"

Donnie shrugged with one shoulder. "<Of course, backup would be much appreciated.>"

"Kept me waiting, haven’t you? Tch. No matter. Dawdle all you’d like. In the end, your defeat remains inevitable."

Scream-East Village

Scream let out a small scoff when they mentioned a familiar figure. The symbiote was none too pleased by the mention of her father, and Andi damn well hoped they meant Flash and not that poser Brock.

And that's when everything became pain. Sure, a normal person would be very annoyed, but power through it. But thanks to her bond with the symbiote, Scream's pain was now her own...and everything hurt. Everything. Falling to her knees, Scream was clutching her head, as it seemed her goopy body was twitching from the sheer loudness of all of it, her hair tendrils twitching aggressively from all of this.

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She could feel Scream's anger flooding her, along with her own anger at this piece of shit.

"KILLYOUUUUUUUU!" Scream screeched in defiance as she was still on her knees....until it seemed like it was dying down now, and the symbiote's pain was no longer flooding her senses. Subaru must had managed to shut it down.

... Unfortunately Andi was pissed. And so was the symbiote. Even if a symbiote cares deeply for a host, a extreme change of emotions can cause either of them to be greatly affected.

"Our streets...?" Now with the pain lessening, Scream slowly got up....and suddenly, her tendrils launched themselves at the other remaining thugs, but this time in a more lethal way, as they impaled themselves on their stomach, leaving a sizeable hole and very noticeable bleeding wound. "THESE WONT BE YOUR STREETS WHEN WE BURY YOU LEECHES SIX FEET UNDER!" She then followed by throwing them all via the window, not even caring the glass shards will make the bleeding wounds even worse...though she threw all except one.

The minion who gave the phone to the boss would be pulled closer to Scream, as he found himself staring at cold blank white eyes and a large sharp maw of teeth. And from the looks of it, she is none too pleased. "You...hurt us. Dare to try to hurt our friends. We... hate it. Hate you..." Hopefully Rivet or Subaru can snap Scream out of her anger, as who knows what she might do to the poor bastard.

Mako- Arachnos Warehouse

"Glory to Arachnos, my Lord." With the hologram of Lord Recluse vanishing, Mako grunted and crossed his arms. Well, that's more mess in his plans he'll have to fix. Still, he's the Apex Predator for a damn reason, after all.

And for now, it's for the best to investigate this Roland guy. A shame it's a kidnapping and not an assassination, but oh well. You can't win them all. At the very least, letting out some stress by murdering his lackeys will do.

Edited by Darkomega245 on Feb 12th 2024 at 8:30:44 AM

Team Bandicoot-Brooklyn is Burning, Baby! (We Should Probably So Something About That)

When the Incredibly Angry Man with six arms burst onto the scene, Aku Aku wisely decided that they should all stand back to let him handle the giant Turtle. Which led the Bandicoots witnessing what was without a doubt one of the coolest spectacles they'd seen to date. Popcorn flew as both Bandicoots wildly cheered Asura punching the turtle clear out of Brooklyn and out into the sea (Crash had, somehow, procured a big tub of popcorn, and he and Tawna had been monching on it as they spectated. No, I have absolutely no idea where he got it.)

The trio took a moment to take in all the newcomers who' d popped up in the wake of the epic turtle tossing. A rad-looking shapeshifting redhead clinging to a light post, and even more robots (smaller this time, and the redhead was right, their punk look was killer). New York was proving to be a pretty exciting place, all in all.

When the Drone V asked about Hyperion, Tawna gave them a considering look, then chimed in with, "Hyperion? They're much pretty the biggest corporation on earth, with their hands in just about every market imaginable, though they're mainly known for their weapons manufacturing and robotics division."

Aku Aku would then float over to N, taking a looooooooooooong moment to study the murder drone and his companions. Finally, he spoke. "Hmmm. I would advise caution, if you seek to act against them," he intoned sagely. "Their leader, this so called 'Handsome' Jack, is a dangerous man," he continued, in such a serious manner that it was obvious on SOME level that he knew a great bit more about the man than your average joe. "Not only because of the forces at his command, but because he thinks himself right in all he does. In his arrogance, he and his business have begun foolishly tampering in things far outside his expertise or ability to handle. I fear once the consequences of his foolish actions come crashing down on him, it will also have dire repercussions for the universe at large."

As he said that last bit, he gave the drones a knowing look, before drifting back to the Bandicoot's side.

Tawna and Crash looked from Aku to the drones, sharing a brief look that communicated 'Well, somethings clearly up there'. Hopefully the Drones weren't going to get into anything too dangerous-or dumb. "So in other words, it's your standard mega-corporation M.O. taken to the 11th degree," Tawna snarked in a long suffering tone. "I will say they make some competent defense robots tho," she added, conceding that point after their team up earlier that day.

"But anyways, introductions! We're Team Bandicoot. I'm Tawna, and this cutie here is Crash, she followed up with, reaching out her arm to pull Crash into a side hug while the male bandicoot gave everyone an enthusiastic wave. 'And the mask is Aku Aku, ancient spirit of the Wumpa Islands."

The mask in question nodded at the introduction, before turning and addressing Asura.

" You have our thanks for your assistance here today, noble Asura. It is a great honor to finally meet the famed God of Wrath. I have heard many tales of your exploits, and it would seem that your prowess is combat was not exaggerated."

"Yeah, no kidding big guy! Tawna cuts in. "That beat down was epic. Buuuuuut, as much as I'd like to continue this post fight chat, we should probably do something about all this fire."

And indeed, the Brooklyn street they were all standing on was still on a considerable amount of fire. That didn't just stop being a thing that was happening or anything. Dashing over to a nearby fire hydrant, Tawna let loose a mighty downwards roundhouse kick that took the clapper valve clean off, letting loose a mighty jet of water into the street.

"Crash honey? Do your thing!"

Crash shot her a pair of finger guns and a devilish grin, and then the group assembled in Brooklyn would witness him begin spinning himself around so rapidly he just straight up turned into a small tornado. The tornado moved directly into the path of the oncoming water jet, and the resulting combination ended up creating something of a makeshift sprinkler system. Water splashed everywhere along that stretch of street, dousing fires....and everyone assembled on the street. Whoopsie doodle.

NoHo

<"All you had to do was ask.">

There's a moment of silence, and then Jorogumo speaks again.

<"Are they actually dragons, or is it more that they're trying to fit a theme?">

Brooklyn

It was at about the time that Crash turned himself into a living tornado that another duo arrived upon the scene. This time, Jack and Wuya were on foot, as the former had ordered a Jackbot to take the car and link up with the rest of its brethren to guard it and await further orders.

Once Crash intercepted the water jet and began spraying water everywhere, Wuya saw what was about to happen...and promptly sidestepped out of water's way. Jack was not so quick on the uptake, meanwhile, and ended up splashed repeatedly before he got the sense to follow Wuya's lead and get out of the path of the sprinkler.

"Aw, come on, really?! These are gonna get wrinkled now!" Jack said, gesturing to the soaked clothes he was wearing.

"I could throw you into the remaining bits of fire before they're extinguished, if you'd like. That ought to dry you off." Wuya offered, observing the flames and the way the spinning creature was dousing them. In the midst of her observation, her eyes fell on the creature's companions, taking notice of the floating mask. "Hello, who's this...?"

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Donnie (Noho)

"<Normal humans, to my knowledge. The name is presumably for street cred. Come on.>" And with that, Donnie resumed running across the rooftops.

As he did so, he pulled out his phone.

"Kept me waiting, haven’t you? Tch. No matter. Dawdle all you’d like. In the end, your defeat remains inevitable."

Brooklyn (Asura)

"It's...easy to lose yourself in a fight. It's best to keep in mind why you're fighting, it keeps your head clear."

Something Aku Aku said seems to strike a nerve with Asura, however.

"...Do not call me a god."

Jack and Wuya's arrival also gets the multi-armed warrior's attention as he turns to face the duo.

"I really hope you two aren't here to cause more trouble. I just got done cleaning up a bigger mess."

Seems he has their number just looking at them.

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Nimona, Brooklyn

Nimona made a number of noises while the others described Hyperion that could be loosely summed up as "blech", sticking her tongue out all the while. She only chimed in verbally when Tawna summed them up quite neatly.

"Yep, corpos are gonna corpo." she sighed. "You hit on the nail on the head there, lady!"

Then Tawna called attention to the flames ravaging Brooklyn, and Nimona's eyes widened.

"Ohhhhh, yeah. Right. I kinda forgot other people don't like fire so much for a bit there, hehe." She laughed nervously. "Sorry about that."

She was about to move to try and put out the inferno herself when Tawna and Crash handily took care of that for her, which earned her a look of respect in their direction moments before she was doused herself. Sadly, being drenched seemed to have ruined her temporary good mood somewhat.

"EUCH!" She groaned, rapidly shaking herself off like a dog, which could possibly result in the people around her getting even more soaked (maybe Wuya's efforts to avoid wetness wouldn't be as successful as she thought). Speaking of Wuya, Nimona quickly took notice of her and Jack's entrance, giggling a bit at Wuya's snarky offer to throw Jack into the flames. "Oh hey, new people! What's up with you guys?" She examined them, tilting her head at Jack in particular. "You look kinda like that goth girl I just met, except...dorkier."

Something's Fishy Here...

Kurikara Food-O Uchi

"I had believed he would be amiable to... Perhaps discuss the lost era but... I'm sorry my theories on the lost era are considered radical, I had to resort to a lot of trawling through shady sources to even find out this place exists. I... I would like to ask whether you yourself are from that selfsame era because you do seem to be rather forgiving of a foolish scholar such as I."

It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.

Belial, How To Basic, Short Sharon's Restaurant

Finding the restaurant and its owner was surprisingly easy for such a large and packed city. Now... what next? Belial had many talents, but most pertained to the categories of extreme and gratuitous violence. Back there in Alphabet City, he had other people who could fill in for him while he did his best to look cryptic and menacing and junk. Now he was alone, which wasn't new - but he was alone in a nonviolent situation, which was.

What was he even planning to achieve here? If he wanted to hunt down some Purple Dragons, then this place obviously wasn't it; it was a possible location for possible Purple Dragons, but another gang entirely ran it. One that the aforementioned dragons wanted to get in good graces of, but he couldn't see any particularly tacky-looking youths with too much time on their hands and not enough self-preservation in their heads around this joint.

Supposedly, he inherited his mother's silver tongue. Never really got to put that ability to use; the residents of Purgatorio weren't much for talk that wasn't a screamed-out threat. Thus, it was time to completely improvise this one. Grabbing one of the free chairs, Belial set it down with the demeanor of someone who's been here a hundred times rather than a complete newcomer - not just to the city, but to the very reality - about to sell Short Sharon a bridge the size of Golden Gate.

Mangled wings flicked as he got comfortable at the chair, sizing up the other people.    "Nice place. Very feng shui."    He mused, casually reaching into the infernal hyperspace and producing a cigarette. A flick of his finger, a little burst of eldritch green flames - and he leaned back in the chair, exhaling with a puff.    "But, a word on the street is, some tacky purple dragons are taking an offense to it."   

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N and Co., Brooklyn: Graffiti, Water, and Oil

V shrugs at Nimona's opinion of various war-crime creating fluids, "Meh, to each their own. Though, fire and us don't mix well."

Uzi responds to the question of graffiti, crossing her arms, "I have for the record."

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The teacher pinches the bridge of his visor, "Uzi, don't spray on the board."

The teenage robot turns her head, "It's not spray paint, it's graffiti. But also," and agressively points at the words that say BITE ME! next to a drawing of a busted-up Murder Drone and her standing triumphantly.

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"Yeah, didn't sit well with dad. Or the school."

And now, the Handsome Bombshell has been dropped. It seems like the name's heard around everywhere in the town. But before they can say anything about it, they also noticed the fire, "Oh. Yeah, probably should do something about it."

And indeed, the Bandicoot did do something about it. He turns himself into a waterspout, spraying water all over the place. The female drones winced at the water splashed on them, but N gave a thumbs-up, "So cool!"

Uzi groans as she tries to wring out the water in her clothes... before she gets blasted with more water due to Nimona, "Augh!"

With the fire situation taken care of, N chimes in, "Ooh! He's the guy who made us! I heard all sorts of things like how he conquered Pandora and defeated those evil bandits and opened a great big vault! Oh, he also makes the most well-made branded pens!"

As if on cue, he pulls out a trademark yellow and black pen and starts clicking it. After a few, Uzi let out an "Ahem," before N stops, "_Sorry."

V continues, "Anywho, we're out here, wandering around, getting a lay of the land, finding some drones to drink their oi-"

The two other drones covered her mouth before she finishes her sentence, "Oil from drones, how silly can you get? There's loads of other ways to find oil. Like... uhhhh..."

You better think of an example and quick, buddies, lest you want a robo-vampire at your hands.

"I treasure every day with you, darling." "No need to be so sappy, love." "You know that's how she is, Nia." - AU!Pyra, Nia, Mythra

Brooklyn - Meeting Fellow Mechanical Lifeforms (Optimus Prime)

Optimus raises an eyebrow at V's accidental mention of looking for drone oil. Curious. But he looks at Arcee when she commends him. While he appreciates it, he still mentally reminds himself on how he had to accept the role of Autobot leader, lest Megatron bend the universe to his will. "I have only been doing what I believe to be right, Arcee. Alpha Trion would have wanted it that way, as well as..." he stops, realising that he was going to mention Elita-1. He looks away from Arcee, deciding to switch gears. "...As I am sure the other Autobots would, as well."

"As for Jack, you are correct. We will have to make a careful approach if we are to investigate Hyperion. I have a suspicion that he may be just as dangerous as I initially suspected, were he to become our enemy."

Especially with N's mention of how Jack "conquered" Pandora. That definitely does not bode well. He decides to speak to the other Jack and Wuya. "I apologise for the... splash. It is an an unconventional form of firefighting, but it has proven effective."

Spelunking through a Halo Ring is something else...

NoHo

Following after Donnie, Jorogumo took notice of him pulling out his phone, and was able to see him communicating with his brothers. Once he was finished, she spoke up.

<"You work well with them. Your brothers, I mean. Do you get along with them when you're not on a mission?">

Brooklyn

In response to Asura's implied threat to behave herself, Wuya batted her eyes at him and gave the multi-armed warrior her best 'who, me?' expression. As for the others looking at her and her apprentice, she simply smiled in a 'I'm totally innocent' manner.

"Okay, not cool. I look distinguished, not dorky!" Jack insisted, puffing his chest out as he gave Nimona an affronted look. Before he could say much else to her, his attention was diverted by...was that a giant robot? That was totally a giant robot.

"Whoa..." Jack said next, staring intently at Optimus as if torn between wanting to fanboy over him and wanting to ask him questions about his construction. Only Wuya grabbing him by the collar stopped him from doing anything stupid that would embarrass them both.

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Kurikara Food-O Uchi (Durga)

"...Is that a giant robot with Father?"

Within seconds, the young girl has sprinted off to see what's going on.

"Mithr-aaaand she's gone. Sigh...well, Mr. Chevals, define 'lost era.' Also...are you really asking me how old I am."

Well that's a faux-pas if anyone's made one.

Brooklyn (Asura...and Mithra)

Asura glares at Wuya.

"I'm watching-"

"Father!"

Mithra calls from the other end of the street, practically sprinting towards the group.

"Mithra? I told you to-"

"Did you win? Who are the robots? Is that-is that Wuya?"

Mithra zeroes in on the revived witch, stopping when she reaches her and Jack.

"Whoa...I'm a big fan of stories and legends, I didn't think she was real! I..."

She just kinda points at Jack.

"...I didn't read anything about her having a son."

Edited by ZodanTheUnbounceable on Feb 13th 2024 at 5:09:05 AM

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Nimona, Brooklyn

"Jack's a big piece of crap with lots of guns and robots and nothing more than that." Nimona hissed, piping up to put in her piece for the discussion about the man in question. Dangerous, yeah, but that's no excuse not to give him a big punch directly to his weird mask-ified face. He steals from the poor to feed his own mouth! Someone really needs to knock him down a peg."

However, she lightened up a bit at the other Jack's protest against her previous comment, giggling as she turned back to him.

"Eh, it's pretty much the same difference."

Then, Mithra came dashing up to Wuya, calling her by name and Nimona did a double take.

"Wait wait wait, did you say WUYA? Like the Wuya?" she yelped, stumbling backwards and her hair standing on end for a cat like a moment before she managed to get her bearings. "Like, the super powerful evil sorceress? No WAY!"

In the blink of an eye, she transformed into a big pink shark standing up on its tail as if it had legs, holding up its flippers in a way very similar to fists, already bobbing up and down in a fighting stance as she grinned maniacally.

"You're like the baddest that bad guys can get! And I'd be totally justified in punching your lights out! Man, guess my luck's really turning up!"

She lunged at the sorceress, leaping forwards, mouth wide and ready to bite down on her target.

Edited by SushiKraken6414 on Feb 13th 2024 at 8:52:47 AM

Something's Fishy Here...

Kurikara Food-O Uchi

Ah, suspicion. A threat hidden in a joke. This is going a little poorly.

"I..!"

Fluster, play the fool for the moment.

"I didn't mean to offend in such a way I just... The lost era is thought of as folklore; like it does not exist. Most, even in the halls of scholars, believe it could never have been. But I held the faith, I traced the path of sundered fragments. I knew that this ancient past full of heroes and villains far grander and more powerful than any age since was real. Sorry for being theatrical it's just... Something I am passionate about."

Edited by Pentigan on Feb 14th 2024 at 2:39:00 AM

It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.

Donnie (Isn't That The Million Dollar Question)

Donnie visibly hesitated, eyes shifting to the side. "<Er...somewhat. We...usually get along fine. For the most part. But—>" He bit back a scowl. "<Sometimes, they're just so— frustrating.>"

As he talked, he kept running, clearing a gap between buildings and not once losing his step. "<Mikey? He's the one you can consistently get along with. He's the only other member of this family that doesn't have anger issues up the wazoo, but good luck getting him to not just do whatever Leo says. Raph—gets mad easily. Sometimes for good reasons, sometimes for less good reasons. He's fine if he's not mad. Leo...>"

Donnie paused, then inhaled deeply through his nostrils. "<I could fill a book with everything I have to say about Leo. He's a decent leader, at least...>"

"Kept me waiting, haven’t you? Tch. No matter. Dawdle all you’d like. In the end, your defeat remains inevitable."

Kurikara Food-O Uchi (Durga)

She raises an eyebrow.

“…Passion can be dangerous, if misguided.”

Brooklyn (Asura & Mithra)

Asura suddenly reaches forward and grabs Nimona’s tail, holding her back from pummeling Wuya.

“…Don’t.”

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NoHo

<"I know...knew people like that. They weren't always easy to get along with. But I worked with them long enough that it's weird working alone now."> Jorogumo admitted, looking like she wanted to offer a comforting hand, but held back since they were still 'on business', so to speak. <"You don't have to answer this one if it's classified. But who trained you?">

Brooklyn

Mithra's comment yielded instant results, as both Jack and Wuya looked like they would have done a spit take if they'd had any liquids in their mouths. As it was, their eyes widened before Jack spoke up.

"Kid, no offense, but I do not need those mental images in my head!" He said, but before he could elaborate on the cover story he and Wuya had settled on, Nimona decided she wanted a shot at the witch, which prompted said witch to speak up.

"Boy. If you want your head to remain intact, keep the girl safe at all costs." Wuya told Jack, then shoved him towards Mithra, prompting the teenager to take her by the hand and clear the danger zone. Before she could act to defend herself, however, the girl's father saw fit to intervene, prompting the witch to smirk in an amused fashion at her would-be assailant.

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Donnie (The Q&A Continues)

"<Our dad did. At our insistence, I may add. He was, and still is, not particularly keen on his sons running off to the surface to fight crime.>"

Donnie then checked his phone again. "<Almost there. Just a few more blocks.>"

"Kept me waiting, haven’t you? Tch. No matter. Dawdle all you’d like. In the end, your defeat remains inevitable."

Nimona, Brooklyn

"Oh son of a- not AGAIN!" she groaned as she wriggled violently, trying to escape from Asura's grasp by force, only to realize his grip was too strong. "Why do people keep trying to stop me from beating up bad guys? This is the second time TODAY!"

She morphed into the shape of a tiny fly and quickly zipped out of Asura's hand, still talking all the while, though her voice oddly wasn't any quieter than normal in this form.

"And this time it's not even someone with good publicity! If anything, her publicity is like, negative! She brought about so much destruction and death when she was around before! I should totally be allowed to rip her a new one! What's the big deal? Why are you acting like she's some innocent saint or something?"

Something's Fishy Here...

NoHo

That remark, somewhat surprisingly, left Jorogumo at a loss for words, and so she opted to focus on just following along to reach their destination.

("If you're trained to fight, and then told that you shouldn't be fighting...that doesn't make sense. Unless they're being too reckless about it?")

While she had questions, something told Hinata that she'd not get any answers she understood unless she asked Donnie's father directly.

Brooklyn

"Tell me, child. If I did bring about death and destruction as you say, have I done any of that here in this city? No, I don't think so. Even if I had, I don't see a badge bestowing you with the power to bring me to justice."

Anyone listening and paying enough attention would notice that nowhere in that statement was a flat out denial of her past crimes. Still, Wuya had made some valid points from the sound of it, and the smirk that remained...well, could she be blamed for feeling just a bit smug at seeing an upstart whelp get a reality check?

Edited by Bored_Man on Feb 15th 2024 at 8:40:03 AM

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Matsuri || Concert Venue || Currently playing

The three little girls from earlier were here - in fact, she had quite an audience gathering. Matsuri takes a deep breath, and switches from warm ups to something she knows well enough to play blindfolded - a mix of quiet, meandering notes, and ominous almost-banging on the keyboard, emphasis coming and going. "Hi, girls," she calls, as she keeps playing.

She agrees with Hajime - they're very cute. World's smallest security guards, though she's sure they can back their threats. They remind her of the ROOT kids, actually - a lot of power in a very small package. Maybe she'll introduce them, one day. The kids are a little older, but she's sure they'll have fun anyway.

"No beating anyone up at the concert," Matsuri says - punctuating the statement with a few more notes. Then she pauses, even lifting her hands from the keyboard for a second, just to make her statement clear. "Unless I'm doing it." Then she resumes, because, after all - there is an audience.

Edited by secretlyasuperhero on Feb 17th 2024 at 12:26:15 PM

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Kanae, Concert Venue

"I knew I recognized you," Kanae confirmed. "Still, I'm surprised you can put up with this Katz guy 24/7. It must be like having a 2chan poster in your mind at all times! Can't say I'd be nearly as patient."

"And yeah, not a good idea to beat him up. Not sure how we'd even do that without beating Hajime up, too."

Brooklyn (Asura)

“And if she does start anything, I’ll-“

Asura looks past Nimona and sees Mithra. Holding hands. With a boy.

“…”

Asura Dot Exe has encountered a problem and must shut down, we apologize for the inconvenience.

“…Father?”

Concert Venue (Handsome Jack)

“File that away for later…now back to ‘where to carpet bomb to get back at Arachnos…’”

Jack turns his attention back to his wrist device, occasionally sparing a glance back at the concert.

Streets Around Central Park (???)

Bunnie didn't exactly get a good look at whoever it was that pulled her into the back of a truck, but considering they were driving her away from the now-confused police, she isn't really in a position to complain. The truck itself can best be described as "barely street-legal" and "barely holding together," apparently held in one piece by tape, paper clips and prayers to an uncaring god. The nameless driver looks back from his position up front, somehow avoiding crashing into anything as he maneuvers NYC's infamously-unfriendly streets.

"'Ey, you that rabbit chick 'dun punched Jack in his non-mentionable parts? Gotta say, that took, uh...well not guts 'cuz...robot, not balls 'cuz...girl, but...'ey whatever it took, y'all got a lotta those. Name's Scooter, I's named after mah sister. If you hate Jack, makes us buddies. So I figured I should swing on by and getcha away from the cops, have ya catch a ride! I'm from Pandora County down in Texas m'self and even I think them boys is trigger-happy, if ya pick up mah subtext 'n all. Ya got a name, or we gonna go with, uh...Rab-Borg? Cy-Bun? It'll come to me, good pun in 'ere somewhere."

Edited by ZodanTheUnbounceable on Feb 18th 2024 at 3:05:22 PM

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Bunnie

"Bunnie'll be dandy hon."

Bunnie wasn't sure whether to be happy or pissed. His accent was easy to understand, not too different from hers. Almost made her feel at home. But she didn't appreciate the nicknames. She knew what she was, but she didn't need everyone shoving it in her face.

"Thanks fer the save sugah! Can't say ahm' fond o' bein' snared, but it got the job done."

She peeked through the windows, hoping to get a glimpse of where they were headed. She'd only just been snatched up, but could of sworn they'd been on the road for months. Was enough to make her feel antsy. She listened to him carefully, big long ears taking in every word.

"Hate's a strong word darlin'. Hard to hate someone ya barely know. Wouldnt've stopped at his family jewels sure 'nuff. But ah reckon've got him figured. He was any more obvious it'd be insultin'."