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Not for long it isn’t! You’re too angry to back down at this point–rushing to meet the orb head-on, you leap just in time to hop on top of the burning bubble!
Not keen on being forgotten, both Useless and Obnoxious clamber up the sides like extras in a zombie flick, but you’re way ahead of ‘em! Swatting them both off the sides with your <span class="mu-s">STUN STAFF</span>, you stab your weapon into the orb’s engine and leap to the nearest patch of solid ground… which in this case happens to be a small hill of jawbreakers.
With what appear to be faces of <span class="mu-i">Presidents</span> printed on their surface.
<span class="mu-i">Alien</span> Presidents.
Huh.
Your confusion is cut off by another explosion ringing out across the chamber-turned-extradimensional <span class="mu-i">zoo</span>: this one originating from the back of the orb! Finally giving up the ghost, the Spheremobile’s engine lets out a final pathetic sputter before tumbling into the portal goo!
… and exploding again! Alright, pretty sure ya’ got ‘em this time… watching the wreckage slowly sink into the goop for a few cautious seconds, you allow yourself a sigh of relief when nothing else emerges!
“<span class="mu-s">YEA!</span>” Cheers Pepper as she victoriously pumps her remaining fist, “That’s how ya’ do it, sandcrab!”
Chuck merely gives you an impressed nod as he lifts Raj onto his broad shoulders. Yea, you smirk, that <span class="mu-i">IS</span> how you do i-
That’s when you hear the slow clap. Rising from the burning, sinking, and dissolving wreckage of the orb like some kind of vampire, Rivka continues to clap with a smug grin on her ash-caked face as her three servants ferry her away from the wreck and onto the candy island!
Are you <span class="mu-i">KIDDING</span> right now?! Just <span class="mu-s">DIE</span> already! She’s <span class="mu-i">LOST!</span>
“<span class="mu-i">Au contraire</span>, my loutish lab rat!” The scientist sneers as her three servants hastily fix her hair and straighten out her lab coat, “I’ve collected more than enough data for my purposes… and enough to realize that an easier solution is standing right in front of me!”
You feel a fresh serving of bile climb up your garlic-scented throat as Rivka holds out her hand your way!
“Join me, Crash. Be the knight in shining armor you ache to be! Coat the history books in blood! Accompany me on my crusade to <span class="mu-s">SHOW THEM ALL!</span>” Leaning forward to give you a better view of her… <span class="mu-i">assets</span>, the scientist raises an eyebrow.
“Your wildest dreams aren’t remotely <span class="mu-i">close</span> to what <span class="mu-i">I</span> can offer you… <span class="mu-s">POWER! RICHES!</span> <span class="mu-i">ATTENTION…</span>”
Before you can respond, a <span class="mu-s">GRENADE</span> rushes towards her cheek… but is flicked off-course by a single finger!
“As a limited time offer,” She purrs as Pepper watches with her mouth agape, “I’ll even let you keep one of your little friends! With a few <span class="mu-i">modifications</span>, if you desire…”
How do you respond?
>DECK HER!
>PLAY ALONG AND GET CLOSE… THEN GARLIC BREATH!
>COMBINED FIRE WITH CHUCK AND PEPPER!
>NEGOTIATE MORE!
>SAY YES!
>WRITE-IN!
