MegaOscarPwn

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@Lauder Imma up it up just 'cause you took the time to actually draw her, which is N I C E.

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Sorry for the short post! But I didn't want to do anything prior to 78's and the Fisherman's reaction, as well as trying to see if they'd come with Óscar!

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Unexpected Company

_{Interacting with @Parzivol and @Utrax}

The situation seemed to calm down almost immediately, something which made Óscar sigh in relief...but not for long, seeing as how the ration dispensers began to close as the sirens of the walls dictated that the patrols were coming in, due to the ruckus. "Oh, for the love of Buddha." the speedster idly mentioned to no one in particular, watching how the rest of the civilians and supers began to scurry away from the fray as the thumping noise indicating a Chicken Walker began to close in. "Hey, we're leaving, thanks for the food!" Green Eyes yelled to Mr.Guijarro as him and Globadier started to make their way back to, presumably, their own little apartment.

"Everyone down now!" the Mute patrols yelled out, making EVEN MORE civvies start to run back and away from the enhanced humans under the alien's orders. Óscar looked back at the fisherman, then at 78, exchanging his gaze between the two and sighing once again: but now, it wasn't one of relief or anything like that, he was visibly worried. The man started to step back away from the situation, trying to grab the man that offended 78 by the shoulder and starting to drag him away from the Cyborg as well as from the patrols. "Lads, we need t' get outta he'e aye? There'll be plenty 'o time to beat this guy down if ya want, but now, we need to move!

And just as he said that he looked to the newcomer, the seemingly-normal fisherman that tried to talk down 78, or at least gain information off of it. "I'm talking to ya too! Come on, I know a place!" Óscar desperately tried to call out to both of them: why'd he care about those two's lives? They didn't help him in anything, at least for now, and he clearly did not know them until today. But something told him to do so, maybe it was to try and make amends from his prior mistakes? He was not a bad man, not at all, and with this, he attempted to make that known. "Ugh, why did I have to go out today..." the speedster thought, still dragging the man.

In times like these, when faced with danger, the Guijarro's always had a plan as stupid as that may seem, but it got them out of trouble each time they used it. That plan, you ask? Running away, simple as that, retreat to fight again the next day.

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I KNEW BAD LADS WERE GONNA COME.

I'll let the cyborg-boi reply, and then I'll do mine and so on, just so that we have some sense of order.

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Now that I think about it, Óscar ain't even a villain...and he surely won't approve of Freezeframe's thingies: it'll be interesting to see how things turn.

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THIS BITCH FROM LOVECRAFT.

Y E E T.

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We'll wait for the lad, but I think Discord would work!

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Noice, PMs or just some kind of collab maker?

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"And then, the fuckin' old lass punched me in the gut! Hell, I just wanted her necklace..." aside the crowd and line in which multiple people were waiting for rations, a group of three men who already got their food in small and metallic boxes loudly talked and laughed, the group composed of a fit and lithe man that seemed to be near his 30's, although he was in reality much older than that: Roundabout as they called him, Óscar Guijarro.

The second person in there was a small person, obviously lightly overweight and that looked like some sort of failed experimentation...Globadier, more than likely a friend of the speedster who was already giving out a talk about his younger days. The third one looked like a mix between moss and human, covered by green-like body hair with penetrating yellow eyes, known as Green Eyes in reference to the legend written by the Spanish author Gustavo Adolfo Bécquer.

"So, you're telling me an old lady hit you? Even though you were able to dodge a taser from one of the cops?"

"Oh, come on, y' she caught me by surprise..."

"More like you didn't expect it." Green Eyes chuckled, his voice soft and slightly coarse as some of the moss fell onto his own metal tray, being sprinkled over the food. "Ugh."

"Ya, ya...anywho, what's all that ruckus over the'e? Seems like so-Aw shite, it's th' Cyborg again." Óscar mentioned, sticking a spoonful of ill-looking mashed potatoes into his mouth, silently munching away as he saw the crowd disperse whilst the half-machine man passed through, the intimidating figure that dared to speak back to him getting flung back by his own force.


"Hmph, if more problems arise, the Death Squads will undoubtedly come in again to teach everyone a lesson. But I am not gonna go there." Globadier idly commented, turning back to his own food tray and wobbling his little legs over one another, to sit up like on top of the bench as if he was about to meditate.

"Neither am I." the moss-man replied, idly picking away his food to try and avoid eating parts of himself. Some of the people near the bench started to mutter as the incident began to escalate, the rest of the people in the line turning towards what appeared to be an oncoming fight between the killer-bot and some poor bastard that thought he could be able to even stand up to said killer-bot. Óscar sighed audibly, slowly setting his tray down onto the bench and rolling his shoulders as if to stretch them out slightly. "Guess I'll have to stop him, then." he said, Globadier going to open his mouth to maybe warn the man about what he was about to do, but the speedster had already started to run towards the ruckus, leaving a sizeable amount of dust trail on the way there.

"Were you going to stop him?" "Fuck no, I just wanted to ask if I could eat his green peas. "I call dibs on them if he dies." "Aw." and as the two of them argued back and forth about who should possess the precious little green vegetables, Óscar planted himself between 78 and the other man, extending his hands outwards towards the Cyborg, his breathing still steady whilst the wind that he moved by the fast movement made some of the people to the side back up, due to the ground dust being blown towards them.

"Oi, oi, oi! Lad, cyborg-man, Guardian ain't it? Alright, boy, I need ya to calm down...the guy didn't mean it! Come on, if ya cause a ruckus ove' he'e you're gonna make the Bastard-Squads come in t' teach the rest a lesson: think about it logically, a'ight?" it was obvious Óscar was just trying to gain some time, tapping the man on the ground with his shoe in an attempt to make him get out of there as soon as possible, the Spanish speedster giving out a light smile towards the cybernetically enhanced individual.

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Is someone against Rägnar reaching Silverwick and seeing Gabriel and Meera in there? Or do ya two wanna collab with lil' old me?@Drunken Conquistador @Isotope