The Last Oddetsey

SMACK.

Eudial came to her senses almost immediately as a soft object collided with her face, none too gently. She shook her head about and saw the macaw, Twitch, trying to stay afloat nearby. A spasm of anger twitched [lol!] over her face for a second, then she heard Gaunt's voice.

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Originally Posted by NWOWWE

"You sir seem far too, shall we say famous around here than is useful to us. I don't know your story or your purpose, but it plainly seems to be nothing good. I should like to know why you insist on following and terrorizing and belittling members of this party. For my part I have little use for loudmouthed subversives. If you have nothing useful to contribute then I should like nothing more to do with you."

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Eudial turned away from the annoying bird. It seemed that the demon was quite against the Professor as well and, small comfort this was, sympathetic towards her. No one had ever really treated her with such respect. It wouldn't do, however, for her to expose such weak emotions (as she thought them), especially towards Vengeance AND the demon.

She wiped her face and traded her shocked expression for her usual arrogant scowl, folding her arms. "I'll thank you," she growled at the bird, glancing sidelong at it, "not to awake me so rudely."

Feeling uncharacteristically sorry for her outburst, she added in an audible undertone, "Thanks..." before Twitch was offended.

(Whats going on? That guys is famous all over the universe? Wow... )

"Personally, Im not too bothered about having Prof. Vengeance with us, but if the majority want him out, i dont mind"

"Flying above a mountain like an a capella singing angel, la la la la la."

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Originally Posted by Gaunt

"You sir seem far too, shall we say famous around here than is useful to us. I don't know your story or your purpose, but it plainly seems to be nothing good. I should like to know why you insist on following and terrorizing and belittling members of this party. For my part I have little use for loudmouthed subversives. If you have nothing useful to contribute then I should like nothing more to do with you."

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"Loud-mouthed subversive". That's a new one. Better than the usual names that get flung in my direction, anyway. Besides, I haven't even started on terrorizing you lot yet. I'm barely out of petty name-calling. It's not my fault if being bossy is so much fun.

And for your information, grandfather, my notoriety in this hellhole is just as confusing and irritating to me as it is to you, I'm sure. I don't like not knowing things, especially if they concern me. If these..."people" are turning my failed experiments for world domination into houses of worship, then that can only mean trouble. Don't tell me I'm the only one here who's seen Beneath the Planet of the Apes.

I wasn't blowing hot air earlier, either. I am almost certainly the smartest person in this ragtag rabble, if only in matters of the technical. I'm sure my little robot friend from our cells will be happy to run a quick cortex scan on each of us for confirmation. You can cast me into the wilderness if you so wish, but you'll also be casting away a man who can build a fully-functioning blaster ray from a laser pen, a spectacle lens, a AA battery and a partially-cracked water pistol.

We are in alien territory, ladies and gentlemen. You not only need a survivor; you need a weaselly little master of self-preservation. I have outwitted some of the finest superheroes of my age and many of the stupid ones. Hell, I've been plucked out of reality like this at least twice now and I'm still here, aren't I? I dislike your company as much as you all dislike mine, but if we are to truly understand why we are here, what's going on and how to get back home, then I suggest we don't start by throwing away our lifeboats before the iceberg hits.

What do you say? Am I in or am I out?

Eudial turned pale again as Vengeance spoke. Was he serious? Did they really need him to get through all this? That house, that talking duck's words, and the recent logs back in the prisoner room of course, were, if anything, true evidence that this matter concerned the Professor enough for his inclusion. But this was absurd!

Eudial didn't want to leave the party, not now, in any case there was some way of escaping. But she did not want Prof. Vengeance around, and certainly not want to be taking orders from him at all. She did have her pride, after all. And even Mimete didn't seem to hold a candle to the megalomaniac in her frustration books, at this point. However, as much as Eudial wanted to protest the inclusion of the Professor into the party, she felt as though there was something large stuck in her throat, and she merely took a step back, unaware of the chance there was someone behind her.

Aurelia steadily flies towards the chanting figures...


"Good day ladies and gentlemen..."

"You say an awful lot about yourself Professor" Gaunt said, delightedly overemphasizing his title. "But you seem to be purposefully leaving out all the important details. I have no doubt you have your uses. I would expect any super-villain worth his salt to claim as much as you. What I want to know is why the rest of this group is so worried about you. They obviously know something about you that goes beyond usual self-centered villainy. All the same I appreciate you speaking so plainly."

"Need you do we?" Gaunt continued. "I wonder why you seek our approval. You talk of us casting you out, so you seem more than prepared to go it alone as it is." Gaunt smiled broadly, but it was a sharks grin. All teeth and maliciousness. "Do you know what I think? I think you need us and you don't want to tell us why. Making blasters out of scrap! No doubt such things will be of great use against that!" Gaunt pointed towards the speck in the sky.

"You are a survivor, I don't doubt that at all. But a life-boat?" Impossibly, Gaunt's smile widened. "That is one of the best jokes I've heard in a long time and I REVEL in them! No, I would not trust to even walk to the end of this block with you! Not unless everyone else begged to go with you."

"Yes professor, weall know you are smart and clever. But can you do this?"

playzooki levitates a nearby dead cat with his nose hair.

"Im willing to let you into our group. But you must realize we all have our strengths and weaknesses, and must work together."

Marisa scratched her head, thinking that time could be better wasted checking things out as opposed to whining at each other. She looked around absentmindedly, seeing if there was anything handy about (she doubted it). "Well like him or hate him, it wouldn't hurt having a 'god' on our side for a bit, ze. Think of the things we could get away with! Besides, any of the gods I ever got to hang out with were neat. Granted one of them tried to wreck our little corner of the world but hey, all in fun right?" she grinned, "He'll just make things interesting!"

She paused, looking a bit puzzled, before adding "You have weird taste in shrines though, Professor Vengance god guy."

Spod notices the people following him but feels certain he can defend himself easily enough, just in case he makes sure he has his hand on the large piece of pipe from his original cell. He notices a shop and decides to go in to see if there is anyone in there that can help or anything of use inside.