Wait, is this evidence at last of which Sham is the sham?
I was going with the idea that each contains around 50% of Sham, so neither can use the swords unless he aborbs the other Sham.
That would definitely make it more fair, and that would explain why they haven't been using their swords' abilities. Hmm, I'll have to see if this works with my ideas...
With the appearance of the spaceship and its neverending rain of s on top of that, this situation is definitely not looking up for us... Do you have a plan in mind, or a good mode of transportation, for starters?
"If we get to a telephone, I could call the and ask for their help..."
*hands over a cell phone, and glances at the party* You can start dialing while we run for someplace safer...
Thoughts: Not ignoring, otherwise I would've gone back to reminiscing instead of responding. Intriguing. And how would you happen to know about this anyway? (*arrives at the pizza place and peers into the window* )
I know these things; I live in the back of peoples' heads.
(*There is someone behind the counter, fiddling with the oven controls* )
Cynical thoughts: That makes you sound like some creepy parasite... Why would I trust you? (Strange... Why would there be a need to change the oven settings when pizzas are pretty much baked all the same way? )
*The signals a group of Leprechauns in special armour that makes them immune to the 's dizzying effects. These Leprechauns sneak up behind the disorientated , holding fishing nets*
"Yes. We were hoping you could use your smashing ability to break through that titanium casing - *he points to some exposed on the wall* - so that we can cut the wires powering the shield generator?"
Oh dear, oh dear, I should have figured it would come to this...
"Good thinking..."
*I say nothing more and start breathing heavy as I try to come up with an excuse for why I can't use my smashing ability*
If only you hadn't given the pigeons your sword...
*The Dark Leprechauns assume you're getting ready to smash, so they don't suspect anything yet, and just get out some loppers ready to cut the wires*
*The Leprechauns are now bored, and wait for the parachutes to reach the ground*
*More green sheep jump on top of the tanks, and insert hosepipes into the holes in the armour. A few seconds later, the tanks begin to fill with fizzy lemonade*
*the sheep are bored too, and the parachutes are close now*
*the sheep jump out and make a run for it*
*The Leprechauns prepare for landing*
*The green sheep stop the flow and get into the tanks, sipping fizzy lemonade through long straws*
*It takes her a while to familiarise herself with the mech's many functions*
A very confusing subject, it would seem... Perhaps the emotes have to shrink themself in order to fit into someone's mind, and then try to grow to the size of a head to push the other emote out??
*The green sheep are also concerned*
*The starts doing spinjitzu*
*as she does this, the sheep begin setting up a course outside the party*
That would explain why it hurts.
*the FlameForce sheep, however, are trusting Flame on this*
*the is alarmed to find that it is evenly matched, and sends a call into the hivemind for another to come and help*
*She probably understands quite a bit now, since she's been reading the booklet for nearly a week*
Indeed.
*The green sheep are disappointed, as they had thought most of FlameForce had brains*
I was going with the idea that each contains around 50% of Sham, so neither can use the swords unless he aborbs the other Sham.
That would definitely make it more fair, and that would explain why they haven't been using their swords' abilities. Hmm, I'll have to see if this works with my ideas...