Crap, my arm's red hot right now. I think it's at it's limit. Wait, we'd she go, I looked away for a second *Perchta pick me and throws me up several floors, and quickly jumps, pick me up again, and throws me back down several floors* AHHHH..... uhhh... welp there goes my ribs.
The cold doesn't really bother me that much, to be fair. I know Dipper thinks you've got the guts to kill us but I doubt it. Even if you do use her little password, I'm fairly certain I've figured out how to sever our bond entirely. Haven't had a chance for a real test yet, but there's no time like the present. So do it. I dare you. dylan you need to hurry
I admit, I wasn't going to, I just needed you to call my bluff and give me enough time to prepare a little surprise. You see, I do make my tech fireproof you bastard *High pitched beeping* *Lab C door explodes* *Slightly-worn looking, and obviously cobbled together Omega-blues burst in, tazing all living things inside of room*
They should be nice and wrapped up for you Dylan. Take both of them to the holding cells. My tech'll watch you and make sure you don't pull a fast one.
Actually, scratch that. I'm ready @Operator , warp me over to the base now. I'll handle this personally.
You've gotten Differ. Dipper wasn't in Micro C. She's in some vacuum cell somewhere. Still finding the vent number. We're close!
@Treble Ok, Treble I got on idea to handle Perchta, I need that B-52 you sent drop its payload at these coordinates when I say so.
Uh... aren't you still underground? Anyways.. uh, Differ is kinda heavy... little busy at the moment. I'll route you through to fire control. . . . >Credentials accepted , , >Welcome Agent_Godel , , >Please select target...
There. Nice, comfy cell for you Differ. All warded against bullshit astral stuff, interdimensional weirdness, and conventional escape. That tranq I gave you should last a few good hours, don't worry, I'm sure Dipper will top you off before then.
*Coughs up blood* Alright, let's see how you handle this. *Tackles Perchta, cuts a hole in the ceiling, then cut a hole in the floor through. Platform starts falling down into the depths of the base, the laser has completely over heated and is on the verge of exploding* FIRE NOW!
Okay new plan. Dylanalike should be with you now. I've ran to the other side of HQ to prepare. I've got a nice warm coffee and a blanket ready for you. He can still teleport to me and he's sure he can bring you too. Just make sure you hold tight!
Dylanalike reporting in. The death count is currently at 17. I believe Godel and Treble are dealing with Perchta right now. MidDipper is safe.
I'm conscious right now just really cold still, but warming up... nursing a coffee and feeling miserable...
