We Are Our Avatars X (Closed, Ended)
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"Did you just call me a rat?" Speedy hissed at the man - or rather, the clearly old, slow and probably ineffective shotgun. "And what do you call a car? That does not even look like the old human vintage cars. Does it have fuel?"
"Yes, I DID just call you a rat, and how DARE you call my car vintage! It is a fresh off the factory floor automobile that the police station purchased just last week. And for another thing, of course it has fuel, what else would a car run on? Tonic? Whisky? Magic?" he laughs at the last statement
"Well, these other people think magic. But I have yet to see prove of it even existing, so... nice."
As soon as he thought the man did listen and not concentrate on his shotgun, he began to run under the wrecked car.
As soon as he thought the man did listen and not concentrate on his shotgun, he began to run under the wrecked car.
Matilda walked over to Speedy and Darrell. [color=006d5b]"I can prove magic exists. Try and lie to me."[/color] she said, smiling at a chance to blow Speedy's little hamster mind. [color=006d5b]"Tell me a couple of true things, and one lie."[/color]
"Hey you little Rodent! Get out from my car!" Darrell cries out, then holding his shotgun and aiming with great intensity at the wreckage
He glances quickly at Matilda "Oh I know it exists, so I'll be happy to help if it'll get this little rat to watch his tongue. How about this: I am a photographer for the Arkham Press, I am being blackmailed by a crime syndicate, and the butt of my shotgun is carved from a stool a psychologist friend of mine got as a gift from a purple midget. Which one's the lie?"
He glances quickly at Matilda "Oh I know it exists, so I'll be happy to help if it'll get this little rat to watch his tongue. How about this: I am a photographer for the Arkham Press, I am being blackmailed by a crime syndicate, and the butt of my shotgun is carved from a stool a psychologist friend of mine got as a gift from a purple midget. Which one's the lie?"
The reptilian humanoid finally came to, groaning softly as they pushed themselves off the ground and spat out some dirt and gravel. [sub]"Darn legs..."[/sub] They quietly muttered to themselves as they sat up on the ground, rubbing their face with their hand.
The snakes atop the creature's head took in their new surroundings, looking in every which direction to fully take it all in. A few had focused on Robin, as he was the closest thing and was due the most attention.
The snakes atop the creature's head took in their new surroundings, looking in every which direction to fully take it all in. A few had focused on Robin, as he was the closest thing and was due the most attention.
Speedy pulled out a little toolbox, and began to unfold even tinier tools he needed for cutting metal, all the while listening to Matilda and the man talk.
"We have lie detectors as well," he squeaked out from under the wreck, "that proves NOTHING!"
"We have lie detectors as well," he squeaked out from under the wreck, "that proves NOTHING!"
"Heheh, must be magic then, most people couldn't, with a straight face, say that the purple midget part is true. How about that rat? NOW GET OUTTA MY CAR!" his hands seems to shake, but the gun stays rock steady
[color=006d5b]"Well, if that doesn't prove it, how about this?"[/color] Matilda said, as her cane began glowing again. Once the light had faded, Matilda was holding a sword rather than a cane.
Robin looked at the snakewoman as she came to, the contents of his pack spread out before him. "Are you alright?"
"Ah, likewise, Shara. A portal appeared in my Earth. The probe and I were the first objects to travel through the portal from my world."
She watched as the commotion was going on. Somehow, for her, this seemed all too run-of-the-mill.
"Oy vey. I think I need an iced tea."
She watched as the commotion was going on. Somehow, for her, this seemed all too run-of-the-mill.
"Oy vey. I think I need an iced tea."
Speedy, careful that he stood outside of sight of the man, began cutting through the metal, trusting his nose to lead him to the fuel.
That also meant, that he didn't see Matilda changing her cane to a sword.
"You do prove that. I can also prove what I want once I get this fuel."
That also meant, that he didn't see Matilda changing her cane to a sword.
"You do prove that. I can also prove what I want once I get this fuel."
Jane walked over to the strange snake lady, interested by her.
Homer just stood by, hoping things wouldn't turn violent.
Homer just stood by, hoping things wouldn't turn violent.
"Hey! You best not be doing anything to my car, or I swear I will feed you to the gibbering creatures of the other world that infest the other planes of existence held at bay only by the shrinking quivering boundaries that hold our world stable and shirk and get worn down minute by second by year by color by sound-" Darrell's eyes glaze over and he seems non-responsive, just standing there muttering crazy talk and pointing his shotgun
OOC: I gotta go for now
OOC: I gotta go for now
Hearing a voice they didn't recognize, the reptilian humanoid reflexively crawled several paces around from the speaker as quickly as they could. "W-Who are you? A-Ah don't recognize the v-voice... D-Don't be here to cause trouble now." They shakily declared, attempting and very much failing to sound intimidating with its last sentence.
Those standing nearby would probably notice the creature smelled extremely awful.
Those standing nearby would probably notice the creature smelled extremely awful.