According to the donut companies, it is time to continue Snare 13.6!
Tag: Ultra Fast Pony
“Priority one is surviving until we think of one,” I replied.
Yes, exactly.
“Genesis will be back in action in a few minutes.”
That ought to be good. In this sense, her power is really good, since if she’s taken out, she can “respawn”, at least until she’s worn out from using her power.
“A few minutes is a long time.”
“I know,” I looked at Mannequin again.
But yeah, that’s true. It’s about how long several chapters worth of Parasite took.
He’d closed his mouth and was standing still. I pointed. “You go that way, I go this way. Keep an eye on the sky. If there’s trouble, we signal each other.”
I wonder if the mouth is completely cosmetic or if that’s how he releases the gas. I suppose it would make sense for him to have built this new ability into his new/repaired head.
He nodded once.
“Go!”
“Survivor?”
If I’d been pressed to say, I would have said her body language shifted fractionally on hearing that. Concern for herself? Her sister? Someone else?
I haven’t actually watched Survivor myself, only similar shows such as the Norwegian Robinsonekspedisjonen (derived from the same Swedish show, Expedition Robinson, as the American Survivor is), and not much of those, so I couldn’t say exactly how well Survivor in particular fits as an analogy.
From what I do know, I don’t think the formats match up very well at all, but the core point, that it’s been turned into a game with elimination, does shine through.
(I’ve also seen this episode of Ultra Fast Pony that parodies Survivor, as well as a bit of Total Drama Island.)
“They didn’t give you the info? You didn’t get a paper with a list on it?” I asked.
It seems not. Good thing she didn’t leave the city, then.
“I was staying somewhere else last night, I heard from a classmate that my aunt was supposedly looking for me. So I legged it.”
Ahh, I suppose they may have dropped it off with her family. Not that her family wouldn’t look for her anyway.
Also, this ought to tip off Taylor to the fact that Amy is avoiding her family.
Coil had put Bitch’s hideout in an area nobody wanted to be, masked with the appearance of a building nobody sane would want to enter.
Ah, I forgot to mention in the intro post that there was a possibility that Lisa had invited more Undersiders than just Taylor. Are we bringing Rachel along too?
Not sure that’s a good idea for an espionage mission. She’s not exactly subtle. Maybe this is more of a party-crashing thing? That’s not the impression I got from the way Lisa talked about gathering information, though.
It’s also possible we’re here just because it’s the closest base to where the Merchants are gathering, I suppose.
Also, “area nobody wanted to be” seems to suggest the ruins of the Docks. That was an area nobody wanted to be even before Leviathan. Or maybe the Trainyard?
Grue’s place and my own lair were camouflaged in outward appearance and set in more discreet locations. Tattletale’s place, by contrast, was in
Oh. Ohh.
It’s just a coincidence, we’re not really there. That was just Taylor setting up for introducing Tattle’s hideout by contrast to the others. Never mind all that, then.
plain sight, and it was also one of the highest traffic areas I’d come across in the past few days.
Huh. Downtown, I’m guessing, in one of the less Leviathanned areas?
Regent closed the phone, threw it casually into the air, and then caught it on the way down. He did that a few more times, thinking.
So should he reveal Taylor’s identity to Shadow Stalker? Probably not. Will he? Maybe.
“Huh,” he said.
Long seconds passed. He knew he should feel bad for the dork, but he only felt annoyed. He felt worse about the fact that he didn’t feel bad than he did about what he’d just read.
Ouch.
Something to thank father for, maybe.
Yeah, probably. Also doesn’t help that one of your bodies has intense negative feelings about Taylor.
“You are not a nice person,” he spoke to Sophia with a note of irony in his voice. He could feel her try to respond.
Heh.
You’re a mean one, Ms. Hess, and
The man took the laptop, swallowed, and then offered a quick bob of his head. The others in the assembled group around Coil looked just as alarmed by what they’d overheard.
Yeah, no shit. A trustworthy source just told them there’s a good chance everyone’s going to die within the next three at worst, twenty at best years.
“We should contact the local heroes,” Grue spoke. “Let them know what’s up.”
Coil nodded, slowly, “I’ll look into it. That said, I think the numbers illustrate one thing. You are not equipped to fight that group. If you encounter them, you-“
Run. Run like the wind.
Wait, the wind doesn’t have legs.
“Sixty percent,” Dinah muttered.
“Sixty percent, pet?”
What, the chance that the Undersiders are going to run into the Slaughterhouse Nine? Or one of Coil’s groups in general?
“Sixty percent chance the Undersiders encounter some of those people.”
Yeeah, I doubt we’ll be seeing one of the timelines in the 40%.
Tattletale maintained the electrical assault on the bars even as she joined us in taking cover with her back to the magazine stand. The gun she was holding began to whine, with a pitch so high I could barely hear it.
That is probably not a good sign.
Bentley reacted, though, turning his head one way, and then the other. It made Bitch’s job of holding his collar and ensuring he stayed behind cover twice as difficult.
Heh.
The bolts holding the bars to the window frame melted before the bars themselves did. One side swung free, then the entire assembly dropped down on top of a bookshelf.
Excellent. Now you just need to move that away so you don’t burn yourself climbing over it. Maybe Bentley can handle it?
The entire room shuddered as Dragon forced her way through the display window. One gigantic metal talon slammed down on the bookshelf, annihilating most of our cover, and we scrambled to find shelter behind the remaining stands.
Whoop.
Her back legs began working their way towards us, the front of her body staying stationary. This made her back arch, and her head and shoulder mounted turrets gradually shifted to point downward.
Even though we know there’s a nervous system in there, it’s still interesting how the narration equates the mech and Dragon herself. I suppose it’s just a shorthand so Wildbow doesn’t have to constantly write “Dragon’s suit’s” and the like, but still.
It would be seconds before she was spraying the foam down from directly above us.
Extermination 8.2
There we go. As I was saying…
Howdy! Welcome back to the Penny and Clyde Show, with me, Jaune Arc!
Last time we met a bunch of people who are likely to die in the upcoming chapters, and I bummed myself out at the end by speculating on who would. On the horizon looms a dark storm and a terrible beast known as Gl’bgolyb. Soon enough our bug-themed protagonist K.O. will join her (formerly?) fellow Teen Titans and a slew of other capes – among them Spiderman, Enoby, Pumbaa, Garnet and the Triangle Clan – to fight this evil Doombot threatening their city.
I’m not sure the fight proper will start in this chapter, though there’s not much time left – Celestabellebethabelle said it’s on the order of minutes, so whatever he still has left to say in this briefing meeting, he’d better say it quick. Whether or not they actually start fighting Gl’bgolyb in this chapter or not, chances are we’ll at least finally learn a bit more about it, and the Doombots in general.
I hope I didn’t mix up any more names. That would be embarrassing.
Anyway! Let’s get this show on the road, and may the odds be ever in your favor.
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