The Ultimate Anti-Climax of Ultimate History?

[insertshortrant]

[So, all of you islanders have been recovering from the horrors of the Zombie Island Mish-Mash of Nuclear AWESOME, doing your island-y things. That's cool, so has Ed, off being his usual slightly-reclusive self and blowing things up in his Gilligan-lab to pass the time. Life returns to what passes for normal here, right

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[pedokinesis]

Hmmm... All right, step right up, kids! This will be your one and only chance for me to help you experience flying in the sky!

... or your last chance to try and hit me. Good luck with that though.

[alienclover]

[RAISES HER ARMS EXPECTANTLY]

[pedokinesis]

*and with a finger flick, UP YOU GO*

[usedwatergun]

[ SHITLOAD OF ICICLES COMING YOUR WAY ]

[pedokinesis]

*WELP. Raising a hand to stop that iceload a foot or so away from him.*

Hey now, you could at least make them look like fists.

[usedwatergun]

[ UGH going to let them melt ]

You would have stopped them either way.

[pedokinesis]

*pointedly making sure the water is a bit further away :D*

Perhaps! Though a slew of ice fists would have caught me more off guard at just how odd it would be.

[usedwatergun]

My mistake.

[pedokinesis]

So! Any fond memories you've made here that you're going to wistfully sigh about when you go home?

[usedwatergun]

Just one or two.

[pedokinesis]

That's all? Funny... I figured it would be more.

[usedwatergun]

I'm joking. Of course it's more.

[pedokinesis]

Care to reminiscence? Or am I the last person you'd ever want to do that with?

Ah, wait-- I think I know the answer to that already.

[usedwatergun]

You don't even need to read my mind for that.