Un huh. *insert that look your mom gives you when she can see right through you* Shhh shhhl nice little buble shhh *begins patting bubble soothingly* I get involuntary images sometimes. Then wish I had a brain squeege. XD lol, tru dat doe. Or overpowering weirdness…
*gives you that look you give your mom when you wish to be allowed to stay up past your bedtime* *bubble pops* Yeah, brain squeeges would be nice...maybe they'll patent those and sell in the future. Yeah, no wonder we get no new users, they read CONVersations like these and flee.
*gives you that look that your mom gives you so you know you will NOT be getting anything of the sort* AGG! No!! little bubble, I didn't mean to kiiiilll uuu….. If you could actually make such a thing. That actually makes since. And due to that…I feel like we should chat in jammers to fix this……. But it so much work.
There was a disturbance towards the back of the clankers. I snagged a vine and tugged myself up enough to peer over the top of the battle.
Somebody was attacking the rear ranks of the clankers. Our retrieval party!
The clankers were now caught between the two of us. Suddenly the odds were better. Not even by a far shot, but better.
I fired my pistol, aiming more carefully this time, and was rewarded when one of the beasts reared back and toppled over.
Sweets pulled herself up next to me, looping her arms in the ivy. She pulled her rifle up and sighted down it, and together we started weeding down their ranks from up top. I had a couple spare clips, and she had one. Grubbs and LEGO had long ago run out their ammo, and were now using the guns as clubs.
The clankers are first didn’t seem to know where to attack, but eventually they seemed to make up their minds, and surged upon the attacking force. They piled onto the users, and soon my view of them was obscured. Our men streamed forward, striking at their heels, but it was too late. The fight ended for our rescuers.
*gives you that look you give your mom when you wish to be allowed to stay up past your bedtime* *bubble pops* Yeah, brain squeeges would be nice...maybe they'll patent those and sell in the future. Yeah, no wonder we get no new users, they read CONVersations like these and flee.
*gives you that look that your mom gives you so you know you will NOT be getting anything of the sort* AGG! No!! little bubble, I didn't mean to kiiiilll uuu….. If you could actually make such a thing. That actually makes since. And due to that…I feel like we should chat in jammers to fix this……. But it so much work.
That never works for me. *sighs* Stupid curfew. I'll be wanting that bubble back. Just you wait, it'll happen. Then we'd just be the dark underbelly of the LMBEs that they'd discover later and be shocked they ever thought this place was rational and sane.
Well, see, I've slept a lot of times between the beginning and the end of this thing. (I'll let this half of you know if I see the other half. )
That's almost the exact my mom, and now I, use all the time. (Okay, that would be nice, we should have a reunion one day. )
I don't use it often, but it was the best excuse I could CONe up with spur of the moment. ( You should the other side misses this side, precisely twice a month on Mondays. )
*gives you that look that your mom gives you so you know you will NOT be getting anything of the sort* AGG! No!! little bubble, I didn't mean to kiiiilll uuu….. If you could actually make such a thing. That actually makes since. And due to that…I feel like we should chat in jammers to fix this……. But it so much work.
That never works for me. *sighs* Stupid curfew. I'll be wanting that bubble back. Just you wait, it'll happen. Then we'd just be the dark underbelly of the LMBEs that they'd discover later and be shocked they ever thought this place was rational and sane.
Try a nice mix of logic and puppy eyes. Works every time. It's ded tho. YAY! DIBS! Lol, tru. Though it's hard for me to imagine anyone thinking this place was sane with FF floating around.
That's almost the exact my mom, and now I, use all the time. (Okay, that would be nice, we should have a reunion one day. )
I don't use it often, but it was the best excuse I could CONe up with spur of the moment. ( You should the other side misses this side, precisely twice a month on Mondays. )
It fit well. (Wow, I'm impressed. My other side is punctual and structured! Other side, where have you been all my life! )
That never works for me. *sighs* Stupid curfew. I'll be wanting that bubble back. Just you wait, it'll happen. Then we'd just be the dark underbelly of the LMBEs that they'd discover later and be shocked they ever thought this place was rational and sane.
Try a nice mix of logic and puppy eyes. Works every time. It's ded tho. YAY! DIBS! Lol, tru. Though it's hard for me to imagine anyone thinking this place was sane with FF floating around.
I get puppy eyes mixed up with enraged gorilla, makes for unpredictable results. Well, I want it un-ded. *places you on mile long pre-order list* If I ever invent these, I'm gonna be filthy rich. I wouldn't know, I've never been there. You active there?
I don't use it often, but it was the best excuse I could CONe up with spur of the moment. ( You should the other side misses this side, precisely twice a month on Mondays. )
It fit well. (Wow, I'm impressed. My other side is punctual and structured! Other side, where have you been all my life! )
I shall try not to overuse it. (Uh, it was holed up in Chile, but it might've moved to New Zealand by now, you never know. *shrugs* )
-last edited on May 24, 2018 23:07:49 GMT by TheGreatCon
Post by TheGreatCon on May 24, 2018 23:07:14 GMT
The clankers turned back to us. Now it was done. We had nobody left to count on. The girls?Not likely. Other boys? I wasn’t even sure how many were left.
But there was one group I had failed to count on. The people who had stuck us here.
A bunch of white-clad soldiers with riot shields and electric weapons seemed to appear out of the very walls of the maze. They forced the clankers back, pressing them towards us. LEGO drove his men unmercifully, determined not to lose yet another army.
The clankers gave way before two, by now having lost almost half their numbers. Our group was weary, but the newcomers were fresh, and provided most of the initiative.
At some point, the clankers seemed to just realize all was lost, and turned tail. The new army took a few parting shots, before giving up the chase. The formed up into disgustingly perfect ranks, and a few were placed upon stretchers.
I dropped down from my perch, and dashed forward. These people had answers.
LEGO followed, with what little was left of our group. We ground to a halt before their leader.
“RuleJJ.” I ground out.
“Con.” He nodded.
At this point I was pretty confused. He thwarted the initial rebellion, wiped us, and shoved us out here to presumably perish.
And now he risked an army of his precious rule-abiding citizens to save our skins.
“Thank you.” I finally said, to get it out of the way and off my conscience.
“You’re welcome.” He said, the official response from the rulebook, though this one sounded a bit warmer than officially required.
We both stood there, the respective heads of our respective people. And I had no idea what I wanted to say to him. I kind of wanted to slap him, but that didn’t seem diplomatic at this point.
“Just hear me out.” He said. “The world outside of these Galleries is stricken, totally desolate and empty of life. There is nothing out there besides these monsters. They’re coming in now, trying to get us.
We built these galleries to keep them out of our home.” He gestured over his shoulder. “But we fear even that will not be enough now. You have proven that you cannot live peacefully inside our walls. Would you consider fighting for us out here?”
I really didn’t know what to say, since I had been stripped of most of my memories from that place. Did I really want to go back? Was I really cut out to the life he was describing? I had obviously fought against it before. So what was I searching for?
A purpose.
“What exactly are you proposing?” I raised an eyebrow.
“We need a force out here to keep the monsters at bay.” RuleJJ spread his arms wide. “Keep them from building up, like the nest we just fought.” He sighed. “Alas, we are not warriors. Even with all the best equipment and men, we cannot match your ferocity and spirit.”
“Yeah, got that.” I said. “What do we get out of this?”
“Arms. We’ll channel weapons to you. Food too. Basically anything you need.”
“We’ll need more men.”
RuleJJ’s mouth tilted up in the bare resemblance of a smile. “HermanPlatina has been gathering more rebels together. He thinks I have not noticed. I am sure many of them would be willing to fight under your banner.”