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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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[b][color=green]“That I’m not really into self-harm?”[/color][/b]

Oliver Queen sighed as he moved his aim from his “doppelganger” to the magical imp. He knew he wouldn’t be able to [i]hit[/i] the inter-dimensional trickster, but given the impression he was currently getting led him to believe that the enemy wasn’t who he had initially took aim on. He really wanted to be stupid and let loose his arrow— his frustration at the whole scenario was particularly vivid and how he was scooped up in the middle of an important matter did certainly not help.

[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 archers. 

They were robbed of a chance to understand what exactly was going on. Where was the chance he would’ve at least given him half-answers to his questions? Even if they would probably have been accompanied by clownish giggles and keks instead of the full understanding he wanted, could they have gotten something more? Answers muddied with giggles and keks were better than no answers at all. This day was going to be terrible.

[color=green][b]“Great. He wants to toy with us.”[/b][/color] He sighed, a little irritated. 

As he shot out the comment he thought back to what the imp had said before departing. 

Did he just make 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 version of who he was— trying to gather a clue about them from his mannerisms, dialogue, and cues. Because why else would the inter-dimensional asshat give them reason to be nervous? There was the possibility that he was just messing with their heads, but given their current situation they probably could not have been any more confused. But then again, Mxyzpltk was a damned enigma who was very fond of making his victim’s riddled in confusion; a tactic that brought much amusement to Mxyzpltk.  

But nobody jeopardized his family for their own sick amusement.

[i]Nobody.[/i]