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[sub][i][b]“I’m not afraid of the police. But you? I might make an... exception. Do you have to go to a specialist store to fit into those pants? That can’t be cheap.”[/b][/i][/sub][/center]
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The imp’s wide smirk dropped into a scowl. 

[color=f7941d][b]“[i]Mumbo?![/i] You beckon that wand-toting nothing as my [i]superior?![/i] To the all-powerful [i]Mxyzpltk[/i]? How dare you! You miserable second rate [i]Batman clone[/i]!”[/b][/color]

A loud gravely sigh left the orange suit-bearing being. [color=f7941d][b]“Okay, I get it. Funny funny funny! The game is yet to make sense, so we’ll see how [i]speedy[/i] you lot come to a conclusion with no hints to the objective! Enjoy the game, my fellows!”[/b][/color]

There was a flash of inter-dimensional energy and Mxyzpltk had disappeared faster than he had debuted to the trinity of archers. This was particularly frustrating to the Oliver Queen that was designated as “number three” by the magical imp only minutes prior. His “other self” had gone and robbed him of a chance to understand what exactly was going on, Mxyzpltk was an insane and eccentric being but he would’ve at least given him half-answers to his questions— though they would probably be accompanied by clownish giggles and keks instead of the full understanding he wanted. But as far as he was concerned answers muddied with giggles and keks were better than no answers at all.

[color=green][b]“Great. You went and spooked him. Good job, clown town.”[/b][/color] He sighed, a little irritably but not aggressively. 

As he shot out the comment he thought back to the comment. He made a pun about his sister? Was Emiko in danger or was the egotistical imp just playing mind games with him? A chill ran down his spine as he looked over the other two versions of who he was— trying to gather a clue about them from their mannerisms, dialogue, and cues.