Yes, we must try and convince it that the is its friend. Once the are dealt with, nobody will be able to stop us; the users' pizza supply will run out within days.
The looks like the sort that can be easily convinced of things.
We shall have to hope that is true. Oh, look, there's a over there!
"Mistress HannahSmash! You must come quickly; our drills have nearly tuenneled through to the vault containing the you-know-what that will lead us to HannahDash!"
"Excellent. Lead the way."
*once the leprechaun is facing the other way, I hand the Explodium Sword to my pigeons for safekeeping*
*The dark Leprechaun pulls out an orange lantern and leads you down a dark passageway, deepunderground*
*By the time they get back to the height of the LAF, their windscreens are totally covered in rapidly drying bright green paint*
(Oh my. You can never predict what's going to hapen in these quote chains... )
*The Ground Division use their shielded positions to bombard the advancing infantry with paintballs, while several sheep in hazmat suits charge forwards and open fire on the open doors of the tanks with fizzy-lemonade-hosepipes*
*The LiC's mech's remaining hand waves goodbye*
*they fire blindly*
*the FlameForce sheep quickly seal themselves back in the tanks, though some of the infantry sheep are shut out in the process*
*I'd wave back if I wasn't stuck in treacle*
*They miss, but the LAF are so jubilant they don't realise until it's too late that the FlameForce planes are about to crash into them*
*The Ground Division arrests the infantrysheep left outside*
*The LiC fires a missile after you, to melt the treacle*
*The hivemind now knows enough about the real world to understand what you're trying to do, so it orders all within a ten mile radius to converge on the broadcasting centre.*
*I burst into the room and step in front of the guy talking*
"I don't know about this virus you're talking about, but a much worse infection has come to this world. The takes over your mind. This world may not have what it takes to stop it... is your only chance."
*I then mention a couple people who may have been familiar with the on the LMBs* (including metaknightfan4 , and you)
*People across the world start trying to work out who MK4 and I are in real life*
*Before you can say any more, a -slave bursts into the room and smashes the camera*
*-Sham cannot fly, so he stops chasing you and instead runs at -Sham*
(The dragon growls. That smiley-faced creep won't be getting to him on my watch! Let's see how fireproof s are! He flies toward -Sham, unleashing a blast of fire at him.) *waits for the outcome of the fire, with the cookie launcher trained on it* You can't be too prepared when dealing with s...
*The voice in the back of your head resumes telling you to put on the earplugs*
("Alright, we look forward to seeing you. " )
Thoughts: *trying to ignore the voice* I think I need mental earplugs. (*a dilute pizza sauce is now raining over the party, but there isn't any sign of the s* They could've left by now... At least the party will get coated in pizza sauce, just in case. *heads warily to the pizza place* )