[@Sodium][@Rick Sanchez]

Rugal and his two pet alien worm things found themselves surprised yet again minutes later, when some little girl with an enormous... something-or-other started dashing past the door into the cafeteria. She didn't even look inside. No appreciation for proper suspense-building, obviously. But then something else occurred to him.

Rugal sat forward, to the point of being hunched over, and started brushing his moustache in thought. Had there been some kind of mistake? He was supposed to be a high-level final opponent for the contestants in this show... whoever they were. He'd barely been there for an hour and already someone was outside his room. Someone stupid, that much was certain, but still. They might have been one of the other so-called 'undesirables' from the prison... after all, with the kind of power displayed by that Yuri Sakazaki girl, he'd learned that appearances can be deceiving.

It seemed as though the two alien beasts had made up their mind much sooner; after the second time the girl zoomed past, the monsters almost immediately set about lumbering over to the door in pursuit. Rugal was observant enough to stand to his feet the moment he saw them get close.

"What do you think you are doing? You get back here right now!" He blurted at them in his vaguely germanic-but-not-quite accent. The creatures could only respond by gurgling some more and shaking their... 'heads'. Rugal clenched his fists in outrage. The old him would probably already be over there, squeezing the worms out of their armour like a tin of spinach for blatantly disregarding his orders.

"Is it really necessary to have your bathroom buddy go with you? Wouldn't one investigator suffice? ...No?" He asked them, getting no response. This was really quite infuriating. 

"Well, then... hmm, wait a minute..." He was about to point at them and insult them, something along the lines of having no central nervous system, but he stopped mid-point to think of something else.

From what he'd seen of this prison, the corridors were extremely narrow. If these beasts could fit inside, one of them could approach while the other cuts off their escape. They'd have nowhere to run. Of course, Rugal would see to it that this girl, whoever she was, would get dragged back into the cafeteria throne room to be duly punished on live TV for ruining the show's dramatic arrangement. He could probably throw in some kind of metafictional joke while he was at it.

"You're smarter than you look." He said to the monsters, finally getting up off his seat to clack his shoes down to the door, allowing the creatures to take point. "...Which is by no means a hard feat to accomplish, ha ha!" He added, always the person accidentally laugh in a less-than-appealing manner. The creatures just gave him a weird look and started to lumber into the halls.


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[b]Vessel-grade Armour:[/b] [color=39b54a]Impervious to conventional firearms and most explosives,[/color] [color=ed1c24]but the back panel can be knocked off. The gaps in their armour expose their 'skin', which is very weak against all weapons.[/color]
[b]Fuel Rod Cannon:[/b] [color=39b54a]An anti-vehicle weapon which fires globs of powerful green energy in sequences of three,[/color] [color=ed1c24]but must be charged up before firing and require a lengthy cooldown period.[/color]
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