The mecha extends its arm, transforming it to have three smaller arms that aim for Baton's foot. Missing, the mecha transforms further to unleash several mini sawblades hurling to Baton's spot on the wall...
The fishies nip at the mecha's legs, unleashing their most terrifying move...flail.
Cook snaps his fingers. "Quick, I need a cannon!"
Grub hands Cook his helmet and goggles. Teaming up with Rodge, the two lift Cook in the air and walk back. Using the iron prison door as a runway, they charge forward and throw him in the direction of the mecha's jet pack.
Nearly slipping off, Cook grabs onto the armor coating the jetpack. Pulling a bottle of cooking oil out of his pocket, he pours all of it into the exhaust. Using the empty bottle for defense, he crawls up to the middle of the mech...above the pilot's dome shield.
"General Flame! Concentrate fire up here!"
*Dodges the sawblades and jumps down to the door. I set Vince down gingerly on the door.* "A tactical move is not worth your life, friend." *I look up and see Flame furiously glaring at Elexander. I ready myself to spring into action.*
Grub and Rodge pat Vince on the back, reassuring him.
"Good effort man."
"Yup, one in a million."
Meanwhile, Elexander slaps a fish away from his face and yelps in horror upon seeing General Flame's fury....
*Dodges the sawblades and jumps down to the door. I set Vince down gingerly on the door.* "A tactical move is not worth your life, friend." *I look up and see Flame furiously glaring at Elexander. I ready myself to spring into action.*
Grub and Rodge pat Vince on the back, reassuring him.
"Good effort man."
"Yup, one in a million."
Meanwhile, Elexander slaps a fish away from his face and yelps in horror upon seeing General Flame's fury....
*Flame moves to attack Elexander, but is slowed by the water* "I'M GETTING OUT OF THIS PLACE!"
*Dodges the sawblades and jumps down to the door. I set Vince down gingerly on the door.* "A tactical move is not worth your life, friend." *I look up and see Flame furiously glaring at Elexander. I ready myself to spring into action.*
Grub and Rodge pat Vince on the back, reassuring him.
"Good effort man."
"Yup, one in a million."
Meanwhile, Elexander slaps a fish away from his face and yelps in horror upon seeing General Flame's fury....
Vince coughs, his crumpled minifigure self inching across the door in a comedic fashion. He calls to General Flame and in a weak voice says..."Give him a good smack in the jaw for me..."
Elexander raises his arms in frustration. "Really Vince? I thought we were friends, I invited you to my birthday party."
Vince stumbles, but gets onto his feet. "That was 30 years ago old friend...plus, you stole my parking spot...right next to the deli store."
Elexander waves the cane angrily. "So? I'm in charge here and I'm hungry!"
Vince points an accusing finger. "But are you cleaning the shlop left over from sickly inmates after the air conditioning breaks down? Nah, don't think so!"
Elexander throws the cane at Vince and stomps his foot. "That's your job you fool!"
In the background, Grub elbows Rodge in astonishment. "Didn't think they'd have a grudge this far back."
Rodge nods. "Who knew so much had happened last Tuesday? Quite the character development."
Grub and Rodge pat Vince on the back, reassuring him.
"Good effort man."
"Yup, one in a million."
Meanwhile, Elexander slaps a fish away from his face and yelps in horror upon seeing General Flame's fury....
Vince coughs, his crumpled minifigure self inching across the door in a comedic fashion. He calls to General Flame and in a weak voice says..."Give him a good smack in the jaw for me..."
Elexander raises his arms in frustration. "Really Vince? I thought we were friends, I invited you to my birthday party."
Vince stumbles, but gets onto his feet. "That was 30 years ago old friend...plus, you stole my parking spot...right next to the deli store."
Elexander waves the cane angrily. "So? I'm in charge here and I'm hungry!"
Vince points an accusing finger. "But are you cleaning the shlop left over from sickly inmates after the air conditioning breaks down? Nah, don't think so!"
Elexander throws the cane at Vince and stomps his foot. "That's your job you fool!"
In the background, Grub elbows Rodge in astonishment. "Didn't think they'd have a grudge this far back."
Rodge nods. "Who knew so much had happened last Tuesday? Quite the character development."
Vince coughs, his crumpled minifigure self inching across the door in a comedic fashion. He calls to General Flame and in a weak voice says..."Give him a good smack in the jaw for me..."
Elexander raises his arms in frustration. "Really Vince? I thought we were friends, I invited you to my birthday party."
Vince stumbles, but gets onto his feet. "That was 30 years ago old friend...plus, you stole my parking spot...right next to the deli store."
Elexander waves the cane angrily. "So? I'm in charge here and I'm hungry!"
Vince points an accusing finger. "But are you cleaning the shlop left over from sickly inmates after the air conditioning breaks down? Nah, don't think so!"
Elexander throws the cane at Vince and stomps his foot. "That's your job you fool!"
In the background, Grub elbows Rodge in astonishment. "Didn't think they'd have a grudge this far back."
Rodge nods. "Who knew so much had happened last Tuesday? Quite the character development."
*Flame is glad to oblige*
Elexander plunges his hand into the water and lifts a lobster into the air. "Fine. Have at thee!" He throws the lobster at General Flame.
Aware of Flame's strength, Elexander pulls out a whistle from his pocket and blows into it, bringing all of his escaped aquarium fish under his control.
Rodge clutches the hair on his head in frustration. "No! I forgot he played Mozart for them every night!" He slowly turns his eyes downward, seeing the face of his once trusted fishie friends.
One of them, a small minnow, echoes in a low voice. "It's doomsday..."
The fishies leap from the water and attack Rodge and Grub, slapping their faces till purple. Others form large schools and grab Flame's foot, attempting to drag Flame into the water.
Elexander plunges his hand into the water and lifts a lobster into the air. "Fine. Have at thee!" He throws the lobster at General Flame.
Aware of Flame's strength, Elexander pulls out a whistle from his pocket and blows into it, bringing all of his escaped aquarium fish under his control.
Rodge clutches the hair on his head in frustration. "No! I forgot he played Mozart for them every night!" He slowly turns his eyes downward, seeing the face of his once trusted fishie friends.
One of them, a small minnow, echoes in a low voice. "It's doomsday..."
The fishies leap from the water and attack Rodge and Grub, slapping their faces till purple. Others form large schools and grab Flame's foot, attempting to drag Flame into the water.
*Flame takes hold of the lobster by the tail and starts swinging it at the fish beneath him*
Elexander plunges his hand into the water and lifts a lobster into the air. "Fine. Have at thee!" He throws the lobster at General Flame.
Aware of Flame's strength, Elexander pulls out a whistle from his pocket and blows into it, bringing all of his escaped aquarium fish under his control.
Rodge clutches the hair on his head in frustration. "No! I forgot he played Mozart for them every night!" He slowly turns his eyes downward, seeing the face of his once trusted fishie friends.
One of them, a small minnow, echoes in a low voice. "It's doomsday..."
The fishies leap from the water and attack Rodge and Grub, slapping their faces till purple. Others form large schools and grab Flame's foot, attempting to drag Flame into the water.
*Flame takes hold of the lobster by the tail and starts swinging it at the fish beneath him*
Elexander plunges his hand into the water and lifts a lobster into the air. "Fine. Have at thee!" He throws the lobster at General Flame.
Aware of Flame's strength, Elexander pulls out a whistle from his pocket and blows into it, bringing all of his escaped aquarium fish under his control.
Rodge clutches the hair on his head in frustration. "No! I forgot he played Mozart for them every night!" He slowly turns his eyes downward, seeing the face of his once trusted fishie friends.
One of them, a small minnow, echoes in a low voice. "It's doomsday..."
The fishies leap from the water and attack Rodge and Grub, slapping their faces till purple. Others form large schools and grab Flame's foot, attempting to drag Flame into the water.
*I pull out a bamboo flute, playing it to calm the fish down that are attacking Rodge and Grub. I put it away once the fish are calmed down, then draw my katana and jump over to Flame to apprehend him.*
Elexander plunges his hand into the water and lifts a lobster into the air. "Fine. Have at thee!" He throws the lobster at General Flame.
Aware of Flame's strength, Elexander pulls out a whistle from his pocket and blows into it, bringing all of his escaped aquarium fish under his control.
Rodge clutches the hair on his head in frustration. "No! I forgot he played Mozart for them every night!" He slowly turns his eyes downward, seeing the face of his once trusted fishie friends.
One of them, a small minnow, echoes in a low voice. "It's doomsday..."
The fishies leap from the water and attack Rodge and Grub, slapping their faces till purple. Others form large schools and grab Flame's foot, attempting to drag Flame into the water.
*I pull out a bamboo flute, playing it to calm the fish down that are attacking Rodge and Grub. I put it away once the fish are calmed down, then draw my katana and jump over to Flame to apprehend him.*
*I pull out a bamboo flute, playing it to calm the fish down that are attacking Rodge and Grub. I put it away once the fish are calmed down, then draw my katana and jump over to Flame to apprehend him.*
Meanwhile, Elexander steals a cane from an elderly patient and desperately paddles away. Noticing the Leprechauns, he takes a sharp turn and bumps into the foot of the mecha.
From inside the mecha, the Intern looks down and waves at him, causing the Pilot to slip from the mecha's claws as it runs on motion capture. Pointing upward, Cook screams. "Flame! Help him!"
*Flame at first doesn't want to stop attacking the mech, but after he looks down and sees that Elexander is down there, he changes his mind and jumps down to catch the Pilot*
"Ugh! You're too much like the green sheep!" *Flame almost tosses the Pilot aside as he turns his furious eyes to Elexander*
The Pilot barely seems to notice as he is caught and dropped again, but his continued dancing results in him treading water. The side-effect is that another whirlpool begins to form, engulfing the entire scene.
*A little overwhelmed (though he'd never admit it) by the attacking fish, music he hates, and the incoming katana, Flame starts screaming*
*Flame starts swinging the lobster at Baton instead of the fish*
Elexander laughs, before a loose fish jumps into his mouth, causing him to choke.
The Leprechaun-in-Chief's-uncle's-godmother's-sister-in-law reaches into her handbag and produces a large jute bag overflowing with several tonnes of tinned cat food. She proceeds to bring her inflatable bed alongside the choking Dr Elexender and repeatedly slap him on the back with the jute bag.
*Flame at first doesn't want to stop attacking the mech, but after he looks down and sees that Elexander is down there, he changes his mind and jumps down to catch the Pilot*
"Ugh! You're too much like the green sheep!" *Flame almost tosses the Pilot aside as he turns his furious eyes to Elexander*
The Pilot barely seems to notice as he is caught and dropped again, but his continued dancing results in him treading water. The side-effect is that another whirlpool begins to form, engulfing the entire scene.
Meanwhile, the Pilot resumes his singing:
"Ask him to find me an acre of land
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Between the salt water and the sea-sand
For then he'll be a true love of mine..."
*Flame is too distracted swinging the lobster at his foes to notice his trajectory become circular*
The Pilot barely seems to notice as he is caught and dropped again, but his continued dancing results in him treading water. The side-effect is that another whirlpool begins to form, engulfing the entire scene.
Meanwhile, the Pilot resumes his singing:
"Ask him to find me an acre of land
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Between the salt water and the sea-sand
For then he'll be a true love of mine..."
*Flame is too distracted swinging the lobster at his foes to notice his trajectory become circular*
*The whirlpool results in the Leprechaun=in-chief's-uncle's-godmother's-sister-in-law's-inflatable bed colliding into Flame's back*
