(Yanks Pan by the ponytail, pulling her close to eye-level and staring her dead-on.)
That's suicide, you idiot.
...Perhaps.
(Watches the horrible monster and big fluffy thing as they make for the room. Hurriedly shuts her laptop and makes a rather graceful roll behind the couch.)
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019-The beast's overwhelming power to coward out in the face of danger lets him speed his way into the house-
-He almost takes out the door's frame, but manages to slip inside by de-puffing his neck-
-The bat slides into the main room, nearly taking out the tv with his large tail-
Ha... ha... ha...
Deer.......
(Rolls out from behind the couch, thrusting her fist clean through the massive bat's chest, removing his still-beating heart, which she proceeds to take an enormous bite out of.)
(Lets loose a horrific, ear-splitting roar of her own, her body shifting and bones cracking until she becomes a ghastly were-bat, which leaps through the window and tackles that massive Majin to the ground, crushing Pan underneath and roaring deafeningly in its face.)
......
(Just stays quiet and hopes neither of these monsters notice her.)
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019......
(Walks up to the bat and starts slapping him in the face repeatedly for his staggering cowardice, stomping on his toes for good measure pokes him in the side.)
...You're big enough to be fighting that thing, I think. You fucking idiot. You lily-livered giant Wiggles-mascot reject dipshit.
(SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK.)
Outside
(coughs up dust as she's blown away.) You're quite tough. Jet Binter! (Spins the turbines in both of her gauntlets, creating a massive tornado towards the beast
.)
Lune's Room
(@Andy) If you say so. (waiting for the download meter to fill up on her computer) So, um, what's your name?
Edited by josh6243 on Aug 16th 2018 at 7:51:10 AM
....
(Smacks her forehead. Then smacks him a bunch more.)
Get it through your thick, ugly skull that You're more able to take it on than any of us in here or I will beat your sorry shit in and club it to death myself with your carcass. If it makes it in and no one does anything... we're all dead , you most of all, because I will rip your fucking throat out with the last of my strength for being a pissbaby.

Main Room
Oh no! Should I, um, help him out?
Lune's Room
What's that?