"Movie, once we get to a Xathian village, we'll be fine. And considering we're in the Oil Slick Fields, we've got a village of Oil Farmers somewhere, and that's your best shot."
Huzzah"I thought the Status Quo had the power of two authors because of you and Tales contributing to it. However, it drew power from me all along, because I controlled the virus. This should have been this huge twist, that it was draining my powers the whole time, but I guess I executed it wrong. It's mostly dead, like Voldemort at the beginning of Harry Potter, but it's still sucking a tiny bit of life away from me, and will only go away for good if I or an OC of mine kill it off. It should be nearly harmless this time, though, because it only has the power of one author instead of two, so I can make sure that if Zeronet doesn't stomp it, I will. And if worst comes to worst, remember that DLB was originally built to fight SQ, so the Status Quo's own agenda would make DLB kill it."
My new plan is so secret that even I cannot understand its full scope!"Now what manner o'gobbledook are you sayin' son?" says the Oil Farmer who wandered in while you weren't looking. "And what in tarnation are you doin' on my property?"
"The bit of Quo in Dirk was controlled directly by the Status Quo, and though Tales hinted at his existence, it was taken hold of by my typer, so technically Tales could potentially add what it had, as he created its mansion and guards, while you could really only create tools to kill it, as you did in the Days in the Future arc with the AP. And since he's dead, there's not a lot of things to do."
"Oh, hey, our buddy needs his leg put back together."
edited 29th Aug '17 9:22:40 PM by TacoBadger
Huzzah"Well wha didn't ya just say so? Us folk can repair legs quicker than you can say 'stereotype'!"
"The thing is, I briefly took control of its virus in the confrontation, which was enough of an opening for it to latch on to my power. But I guess we can wait until nothing weird is going on to try and kill it for good, instead of trying to resurrect two all-powerful red-text bad guys in the middle of a crisis."
My new plan is so secret that even I cannot understand its full scope!"Say, you folk ain't from 'round these parts, aren't ya?"
"We're from the neighboring planet, Harrison. Tell me, I've always wondered, are Oil Farmers a different breed of Xathian then city Xathians, or has the oil just turned your tone that much as a people?"
Huzzah"I'm nawt too sure m'self. Never did understand that bialagy."
edited 29th Aug '17 9:34:29 PM by TropesForever
"Fascinating. Say, once you stitch up his leg, we could use a flaggon of ale, and an Oil-Mule to the nearest city."
Huzzah"No stitches. All I need is a simple teleporter and I can fix this myself."
edited 29th Aug '17 9:38:29 PM by MovieReference
The Prodigal Son returns."Hey, could you also take care of our Eagles? They've been injured by the crash."
"That's up to you, I'm your character."
"So, you will."
"I will."
"Anyway..."
Cut to inside Farmer Guy's house. He comes in from another room, holding a Miniporter.
"It's malfunctions sometimes, but it's the only one I have."
"Cool thanks I'll try to get home with it,tune it up,fix my leg, and come back."
I grab the miniporter.
"Fair well and I'll see you later."
I end up teleporting into the restaurant under Taco and I's place.
"Well crap."
The Prodigal Son returns.Back on Xathos, outside Farmer Guy's house...
"Okay folks, here's your mule."
He points to a particularly sad-looking mule.
"Oh, and I almost forgot here's your ale."
He pulls out a flaggon of ale.
"It's Oil Ale, an old family recipe. Us folk out here don't have much else to drink."
(From outside, G2 rushes in to the farmer's yard, still wearing his pajamas and towel.)
"Holy crud. I FOUND YOU GUYS! I was worried after you crashed the eagle. What happened?"
Spelunking through a Halo Ring is something else...Zack wakes up to realize that he's home alone. "Nope not doing a parody. No day in the limelight either" he says as he walks out of the apartment
"We crashed. Now we're receiving help..." he takes a chug. "...and ale from this gentleman."
Huzzah"... I am so glad I left this place."
Long live the New Bev."Now Bev, were you made in the country or the city? We could visit your parents!"
HuzzahI crawl up to the apartment then heal my leg. I replicate the miniporter so I have one and tune up the original and teleport back.
The Prodigal Son returns."I swear to God, if Movie just teleported out of here..."
HuzzahI walk over to the farmer and hand him the miniporter while saying "Sir,here is your miniporter."
The Prodigal Son returns."Oh lord, don't try to meet my parents, please. I don't even know where they are..."
Long live the New Bev.
"You can bring back whoever you want if you get us out of this oil slick!"