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What a well-made costume. Greetings!
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What a well-made costume. Greetings!
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[What an odd looking creature.]
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Don't Tell Me
Once again Megamind found herself out at the former observatory. The ruined shell was all that was left, the city having neither time nor money to tear it down after the events months ago, and her not having the heart to offer to do it for them. There were so many memories of hers tangled up in the building that she didn't really want to see it gone.
Walking into the burnt-out shell of the area where a large telescope had once sat, she sits at the edge of the broken floor, staring out over the landscape below.
The sound of someone sitting down next to her has her turning, just enough to see who had joined her.
"Hello, Matron."
@Howleatshearts
Patrol had started out normally that day. Stop a bank robbery here, rescue a treed cat there. Routine. It was only when she was flying low over the countryside surrounding Metro City, air-bike casting a flickering shadow over the ground, that things got interesting.
Off in the distance, there was another moving vehicle passing over the hills. Not really that out of the ordinary - if you didn't count the fact that the other vehicle was a large patchwork quilt of a castle, walking on thin bird-like legs.
Staring in shock, air-bike hovering in place, Megamind's curiosity soon got the better of her, and she throttled the bike, flying in for a closer look.
* Pretty please?
[Psycho Delic. Saying 'pretty please'. What.]
... Fine.
[She's probably going to regret this later.]