The Prinny Squad v.s. The Fiertia Crew! [Open]

[a_devil_lady]

Characters: The Prinny Squad, Etna & The Fiertia Crew
Content: After escaping Etna's clutches, the four prinnies reek havoc upon the ship! It is up to the crew of the Fiertia to capture these little brats before Etna ends up accidentally denoting them.

Hurry guys! Save your ship!
Setting: The Fiertia
Time: Mid-Afternoon
Warnings: Dumb looking peg-

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WARREN (that damn cockroach)

[abeator]

It wasn't after Abe shut down his journal with disgust that he heard something coming from the storage closets. He knew he had shut every cabinet door himself, and made sure they were closed properly, so they weren't supposed to be opening randomly. After all, he did spend over a few hours fixing their contents for his own obsessive-compulsive, bored interests.

He stepped out of the hangar with a wrench, intent on giving the intruder a fair whack on the head.

At first he didn't see anything. Until he looked down and saw a... bird? that is. "What the hell?" he exclaimed.

WARREN (wut~!? He ain't a cockroach, dood)

[a_devil_lady]

A loud squawk came from Warren once he heard Abe's voice. The petrified prinny whirled around and screamed as loud as it could before flailing it's arms over its head. "H-HELP! HELP, DOODS! THE ENEMY IS HERE!" The prinny shouted repeatedly as it's little peg legs knocked against the floor.

"Oh, doods! Save me! Doods, where heck did ya go?!" Warren kept shouting but none of his companions was anywhere nearby. It seemed that the prinny with the biggest mouth is a total coward.

Jumping in WARREN~

[toysandcards]

Walking down the hallway, Near frowned as he listened to the strange voices on Etna's most recent journal entry. If this was another one of the cook's crazy jokes then the investigator hardly found it amusing considering the situation that the ship was in.

Turning a corner, he heard a strange pattering sound ahead of him. Looking up, he saw a strange penguin shouting with a strange accent running straight into him. Eyes widening, he quickly closed his journal and flattened himself against the wall of the hallway, staring at the penguin as it flailed down the hallway.

Jumping in too! \o/

[indennizzo]

Luke was running down the hallway, having heard the commotion that was going on over the Fiertia's network. Needless to say, the redhead was pretty confused over what was going on - something about raging, doods and... penguins, apparently. Well, whatever the case, the Erealian was more than ready for it. Maybe he could try out that new move he learned the other day--

"Whoaaaaaaaaaa!" the teenager yelped as he rounded around the corner and tripped his foot over... something. The next thing he knew was that he was face first on the ground and the sound of pattering feet and a shouts of 'doods'! Went further away from him.

Abe - Penguin - Near - Luke?

[abeator]

And then Abe gave chase, because damn if these penguins were going to cause more chaos in his general vicinity, and anyway if he caught them first, then he could toss them overboard before they could be turned into food.

Well, or he could give them back to their rightful owner.

Waving his wrench menacingly, he ran after the penguin with a mad glint in his eyes. "COME BACK HERE!"

MY NAME IS WARREN, DOOD!

[a_devil_lady]

Everything was just happening so quickly that Warren didn’t even have the time to think. The prinny was now rushing down the halls like a maniac shoving all those who got in his way against the wall. For a little blue handicapped bird, this prinny was strong! Maybe it was because of the fact that like the other three, poor Warren’s been slaving away at the kitchen all the time. Usually when the other chef, Sebastian, walks in, the four of them managed to hide within the stray boxes or cabinets of the kitchen. Their act worked for some time until stupid Silver started fiddling around with Etna’s journal.

Then everything went downhill in a heartbeat!

“AH!” Warren screamed once he glanced back to see that crazed baseball player chasing after him with that menacing looking wrench within his hand. “DOOD! He’s frickin’ psycho! Dood! This is totally not cool!” The prinny cried as it darted down the hall and scurried quickly to the left. Warren had no idea where he wasn’t about to stop running now.

“DOOD, BACK OFF! BACK OFF!”

PENGUIN DOODE!

[toysandcards]

Just as Near was about to compose himself after he was nearly barreled over by a large blue penguin, a wrench wielding mechanic rushed past him, chasing after the runaway prinny like a crazed man hellbent on beating the life out of the strange bird. If there was one thing he had learned about the prinnies off the network, it was that they were best left unharmed.

Near was about to break into a slow jog to warn the mechanic when he noticed a familiar mop of red hair twitching on the floor a few feet from where he was.

"Would you require some assistance standing, Luke fon Fabre?" Near asked, stepping closer to the fallen Erealian.

Why can't they be like Mumble or what his name was again.

[indennizzo]

Luke remained on the floor for a good enough time, the pain throbbing in-between his forehead which was slowly (very slowly) starting to ebb away. Damnit, that had been such a vicious blow. Taking him by surprise! He sure as hell wasn't going to let that live down anytime soon - he was going to find that thing (whatever it was) and then throttle it to death as soon as he found the thing--

And then Near had to appear from almost nowhere and... yeah. The Erealian raised his head up and scowled at the investigator as he spoke. "I can get up on my own fine," he snapped back before trying to push himself up into a sitting position - which he managed to after a bit of struggling.

Mumble, yes! orz, sorry, I forgot to track this thread.

[abeator]

"I'm not psycho!" Abe exclaimed indignantly, his voice rough and loud and very, very angry. "I'M JUST GOING TO GIVE YOU BACK TO YOUR BOSS!" Which wasn't really a good thing to say, really, and he was still wielding that wrench as he stomped after Warren, turning left where the bird had disappeared and growling. "COME BACK HERE!"

He grabbed a large rag from the shelf they passed and increased his speed. Abe was going to catch that bird if it killed him -- or the thing.

Dagger told me to jump in here, lulz

[asplosions]

Those penguin things were back. And this time, Osaka was going to take care of them.

Souji had warned her that they might be demi-humans, so she wasn't going to shoot them, but she thought they might slow down if they saw someone with a gun. She'd sped (at least as fast as the slowest girl in her class could go) down the hallway when she saw that one penguin running along, and ran into a group of three boys that she guessed were chasing the same thing.

"I tried to tell y'all about those! Let's get it!"

wait... who's Mumble?

[toysandcards]

Near heard even more shouts from down the corridor. The mechanic and the prinny sounded very far away and that only meant that he would have to run further, and faster, to catch up to them. The boy sulkily convinced himself that this was for the best. The investigations could not continue on a ship that was blown up.

When the redhead was up on his feet, Near gestured in the direction of the prinny.

"I suggest we chase after them. Miss Etna mentioned on the networks that those penguins are filled with a form of explosive powder," Near said, before turning to run in the direction of the incessant calls of "DOOD!".

Happy Feet! The dancing Penguin. |D

[indennizzo]

It took bit more, but eventually Luke managed to get up fully on his feet, a scowl on his face as the Erealian grumbled while brushing off the invisible dust off his coat. Damnit, he just changed into this one not too long ago as well...

He barely had time to comprehend what the other was saying before he started to run off, and Luke spluttered and blinked rapidly in surprise before he managed to gather back his wits and managed out a. "W-Wait up!" before quickly starting his way down the path Near had ran down as well, still pretty confused by the whole ordeal. Just what was going on now?!

...Warren hates you all, doods.

[a_devil_lady]

Glancing over its shoulder once the voice of another person, Warren realized he had a long line of people chasing after him now. "OH NO!" He cried out loudly as he started to run as fast as the wind upon his little peg legs. For a handicapped bird, that prinny is pretty fast when scared out of it's wits.

"DOOD! THIS ISN'T A CONGA LINE!" Warren screamed before he suddenly made a beeline towards the stairwell up ahead. Darting down the stairs as quickly as possible, this cowardly prinny hoped down towards the storage rooms in search for some place to hide. Unfortunately for him, Abe was hot on his tracks along with a whole TRIBE of people.

"DOOD! WHAT THE BLOODY HELL!" If anyone was from Ivona, they could have sworn that this prinny has a rich Meliorian accent.

"DOOD, GET AWAY! PLUCK OFF ALREADY!"

COME INTO MY ARMS, WARREN.

[abeator]

Line? What line? Abe stole a look behind him for a moment and realized the pile of people at his heels. WHAT THE HELL? When did these people appear?! Still, the bird was going to get away if he thought of that, so he only sped up, eager to get his hands (and maybe his wrench) on the bird.

He practically flew down the stairs in hot pursuit -- who knew this damn penguin could be so fast?! -- and paused only to grab a large canvas sheet, dropping the rag he had earlier, and continuing on to the chase. "COME THE HELL BACK HERE!" he roared, the prinny's accent also triggering his own Melioran accent out. That sounded funny. He quickly adjusted himself. "COME BACK OR I'M GOING TO POUND YOU!"

I guess it's me next... Oh my sweet penguin, worry not!

[toysandcards]

Near padded down the stairs as quickly as he could (without exerting himself too much; physical activities were never his forte), wincing at the accented screams coming from the prinny and the mechanic. He managed to catch up to the wrench-wielding mechanic and called out ,"Do not attack or strike the prinny with force!"

A glance over his shoulder told him that the redheaded Erealian was tailing him. Making a sharp gesture with his head to direct Luke's attention to the large flailing penguin in front of him, Near said ,"Do you know of any spells that could trap the prinny?"

Oh Warren, but we love you so. :'D

[indennizzo]

Luke sped down after near, the expression on his face momentary turning somewhat deadpan at all the accents that were coming out - what was with them anyway? Of course, he had his own Erealian accent too, but... that was another thing altogether.

He stopped behind Near, watching the odd penguin thing as it did... whatever it was doing and perking up to the investigator when he spoke to him. He glanced at the prinny when he was directed to it and then looked back to the other with a slight frown on his face.

"I could, but..." he paused, thinking over the skills that he had - there was Guardian Frost, but that'd require something like... "I'd need a lot of ice-based fonons for it. Other than that, I can only try and blast it with my other skills."