MajorGremlin

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Wilson would love to trade his fear for Rick's unimpressed bravery.

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Higgsbury’s worried expression went blank while listening to the scientist’s drunken blabber… “Adventure? A living meme?” He’d blink rapidly a few times, which went unseen. “What’s a ‘meme’?”

At this moment, something told Wilson to look up... And that’s when he saw quite the odd and sinister-looking man flying somewhere above them like some sort of wicked demon! “What in science’s name!?”

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I can feel the dread crawling all over me...

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@MajorGremlin

Rick rolled his eyes and sighed as he shook his head, because this whole little detour had been a huge waste of time and he could care less about the anime god, the king or even that weird homeless guy. However the smaller scientist could be useful, so before he continued Rick grabbed the smaller scientist and hoisted him under and arm with a loud burp.

"H-h-*belch*-hey you know what I think your all pieces of shhhhiiiiiiit!" he flipped them off with a smug smile "Go-go-ga-*belch*-gadget Rick boots!" and with that he sped off with the small scientist tucked beneath his arm, as he screamed all sorts of obscenities about being better than everyone and that he was a god.

@Dark Cloud

One moment, Higgsbury was on his two perfectly-working feet, then the next; he was yanked into the air and within the grasp of the taller doctor. Like a kitten grabbed by its scruff, Wilson froze for a good minute before looking up at Rick with the most confuzzled expression. Flushed with embarrassment, to say the least… “Mr. Sanchez, I may be small but I’m not some sort of ‘purse chihuahua’ to haul arou---”

Suddenly, they’re bolting off in another direction with the taller fellow spewing the complete opposite of… Gentlemanly language and something about being a God.

“Wh-where are we going!? What are you--!?”

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Goggled eyes glanced this way and that while Higgsbury quietly listened in on this conversation. As expected, everyone desired to return to their homes, where they belong. Graceland, Culrud(?), and various others… Wilson sighed, adjusting the straps of his backpack. To be honest, he wished the same. Though the Constant was absolutely dreadful, he’d much rather be trapped there with his ragtag family than running about in this world without them.

When Jesse’s eyes fell upon him and Mr. Sanchez, though, Wilson tilted his head. “Wh--?” Oh, he wished! If he had the resources to build a machine that’d whisk them back to their respective dimensions, he’d do so in a jiffy! But, honestly, at this moment; this was way beyond him (he won’t admit that, of course)! But the other guy… Wilson peered over at Zyx. Maybe, with some help, this guy could? Or their partner with the rune? Or… Or…

“A cult?”

Before he could question anything further, Higgsbury wobbled over the king suddenly using him to steady that balance. It seems that the other scientist wouldn’t be the only one banned from drinks for the rest of the day! But his drunken wobbling brought a blessing that Wilson must rub in Willow’s face later on!

Threats were tossed! And suddenly -- was that the Grim reaper!? Higgsbury’s mouth pursed into a thin line, which shattered over the sudden jabbing to his ribs. “Wh-whuah?” He’d rapidly look around once he recovered, unsure if he happened to be the only one taking notice of the skeleton in the room. “Er.”

Maybe he should keep quiet? He didn’t want to be deemed as crazy… For the umpteenth time. And so, the goggled scientist carried on while giving Elvis a quivering smile -- until his eyes locked upon what used to be a plain wall. “Shiny…” Twisting, glowing, almost captivating! Curiosity tugged at Wilson P. Higgsbury, drawing him closer to the ward… Only for him to freeze over Jesse’s sudden outburst.

Thank the stars! He wasn’t nutty after all! Luckily for them, the Reaper didn’t seem to be on the hostile side… And in some way, the bony creature reminded him of Wortox, a charming little imp who only lived to play tricks and pester others!

“...”

But that aside, the ‘cult’ matters might just be real. This gathering must be the cause of why they’re all here, yes?

No. Zyx was quick to answer Elvis’ audible question and Higgsbury’s silent wonder.

Damn it.

Releasing another sigh, the scientist carried on along with the group. There was still the possibility, right?

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<Snipped quote by Kenshi>

"This way," Zyx said, moving swiftly along. "I had Duma scout ahead and she told me she found a rune somewhere nearby."

Meanwhile, in the city square...

The funny faced man in the crisp white suit strolled along in a jolly fashion, oblivious to the crimson gloves now coating his hands. Snapping, he did a little jig as he went, pedestrians screaming as they fled from him. For though he refused to acknowledge it, he'd let his darker side out, and thus crimson vitae had been spilt.

@ZAVAZggg

Emitting an odd splutter of surprise, Wilson barely dodged one of the guards Elvis had bashed over. Oh, the little scientist would huff and puff if it weren’t for the star’s questions! Yeah! Where were they heading? Maybe it was because he’d just joined this team, but there didn’t seem to be any plans in mind… Double that for the goggled man himself!

Higgsbury’s mouth would open as he lifted a finger, only to shut once Zyx spoke up about someone named ‘Duma’, and a ‘rune’? Those things were special, yes? Maybe that rune happened to be the source of all their world-jumping and troubles! And, of course, then came the possibility of there being more than one! Wilson was curious, and that curiosity led him to pick up his pace.

Deify

Not only is he the God of Pasta, but this guy's also that of puzzles too! The finest, of course.