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rocking-rockatoo:

syx-blue:

queenrockatoo:

“How many of you does one city need?” Rockatoo grouses, slipping into Spanish rather than English for the complaint.

@syx-blue

“I am perfectly happy to work with sane people but I refuse to play your cryptic guessing game. We work together, it’s straight forward and as equals,” snarling he lost his temper, fully dropping the villainous persona, “Fuck off with your damn paranoid bullshit. I don’t know what game you think you’re playing at, but I’m not biting.”

“ ‘Ey, it’s ya decision. Bu’ ya ain’t gonna have an easy time of i’, if that’s the way ya wanna go.”

“Oh, I expect it will be quite… entertaining. I was more than willing to come to an amen-itable agreement so make sure you inform your Psycho Delic that you caused this.”

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1000liveslived:

sincerest-flattery:

syx-blue:

syx-blue:

Send ♋ For Our Muses To Swap Bodies!

He was outside. Crouching on a rooftop. Syx was familiar with the area and being on a roof wasn’t that strange… but… he didn’t remember coming out here. Maybe he’d… sleep walked? He’d been building something in Evil Lair… Anna had…. tried to get him to come to bed, but he’d been on a roll and wanted to finish. He’d promised to make it up to her later. Likely he’d fallen asleep at the drafting table, it would hardly be the first time that happened.

Still, it hardly explained what was going on currently. Standing Syx stepped back from the ledge. He didn’t feel tired. At all. Bouncing on his toes he marveled at how odd that was. His clothing was odd too… not his normal leather and spandex. Speaking on that… he reached up and touched his head. Small. Hair.

WHAT?!

Jerking in shock and growing panic, Syx spun and dropped to the ground. He made a beeline for the lair. He didn’t know what was going on but he needed Minion NOW!.

@sincerest-flattery

“Relax? I am relaxed!” Syx hunched his shoulders and glared at the person in his body, “And stop lying. You have gooooot to be lying,” turning his glare to his new flesh he poked at the pink skin.

He followed Anna’s direction and backed off muttering to himself. Glancing up he informed her, “Just… keep her? from leaving. I’m going to the idea room,” he scowled, “And changing. These clothes are stupid. And I need to overwrite the security protocols to accept commands from this form for however long this lasts.”

@sincerest-flattery

Flinching when Anna’s hands are on her shoulders, Veda blinks up at her, green eyes wide and standing out against panic-pale blue skin. “I- I am not. Lying.” she manages, forcing the words out even as her mind is racing, first one worried thought then the next.

Frowning momentarily on hearing Syx’s comments on her clothing, she keeps a careful eye on the man currently stuck in her body as he backs away.

@1000liveslived

Anna smiled gently, trying to look assuring as she nodded, “I believe you, I promise,” She assured Veda. “We will all figure this out together, yeah? Do you want something to drink? Something to eat?” she prompted, keeping her voice steady and lower in a soothing manner.

She would try to get Veda to calm further before she did anything else, before she tried to ask questions on what exactly she remembered.

@syx-blue

Grumbling the whole way, Syx was disappointed when the brain bots refused to help him change. Frowning and more hurt by their rejection than he’d thought he would be, he skipped his normal suit worn on official business and dressed more casually. The tight suit wouldn’t go on without help. He was insanely thankful that this woman was his same height and roughly similar build. He pulled on his spiked leather jacket for comfort. Once dressed, he ventured back out to the main areas.

On the way, he passed by a dressing mirror near Minion’s sewing area. He froze looking in the mirror. His eyes… they were the exact same. If he didn’t know better he’d swear he was just looking at himself using the holowatch! Leaning forward and peering closely at himself, staring hard at his eyes, the subtle twitch of the iris caught his attention- and let out an unholy screech.

Screaming he ran back to where he’d let Anna and the intruder. Jabbing a finger wildly in her direction, he accused, “CYBORG! BODY-SNATCHING CYBORG!”

@sincerest-flattery

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rocking-rockatoo:

syx-blue:

rocking-rockatoo:

syx-blue:

queenrockatoo:

“How many of you does one city need?” Rockatoo grouses, slipping into Spanish rather than English for the complaint.

@syx-blue

“I don’t need to work with him or you. This was a courtesy I extended that you’ve done nothing but disrespect. If this is the way you conduct your affairs, I don’t know why I’d want anything to do with you.”

“If ya wanna ge’ anywhere here, ya do. So ya may as well ge’ use’ to tha’ fac’.”

“No, I don’t. Megamind does not kowtow to other villains. If you don’t work with me, then we are not allies. I. Do. Not. Need. You. If you get in my way, I will crush you like a spii-der.”

“If ya think workin’ wi’ is kowtowin’, that’s ya problem, isn’ i’?”

“Ya sure that’s ya final decision?”

“I am perfectly happy to work with sane people but I refuse to play your cryptic guessing game. We work together, it’s straight forward and as equals,” snarling he lost his temper, fully dropping the villainous persona, “Fuck off with your damn paranoid bullshit. I don’t know what game you think you’re playing at, but I’m not biting.”

hel-inherbones:

Hel giggled at the silly man. “Fenny can’t clean it up. He’s a wolf and wolves don’t have hands!” She told the man. She leaned in a little closer. Do you want to know another secret?“

“Your brother is a wolf?” Megamind laughed and sat down next to the strange little girl, “That’s okay, my brother is a fish. He doesn’t have hands either.”

“I’m all ears.”

hel-inherbones:

Hel giggled. “My brother Fenrir found a deer in the woods but the meat was bad. And Fenny knew the meat was bad but he was so hungry that he ate it anyway and then he threw up on the carpet of someone visiting from Asgard and he didn’t tell Mama about it.”

“Oh, that’s never pleasant. I did that once too but it was soup,” Megamind confided, “I wouldn’t tell anyone either otherwise they’d make you clean it up and where’s the fun in that?”

hel-inherbones:

Little Hel looked up at the stranger. She liked strangers. They were funny and strange and they were fun to talk to. “Do you wanna know a secret?” She asked brightly. “Because I’ve got a secret.”

“I do love secrets,” Megamind steeples his fingers together, “Do share, little one.”

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rocking-rockatoo:

syx-blue:

queenrockatoo:

“How many of you does one city need?” Rockatoo grouses, slipping into Spanish rather than English for the complaint.

@syx-blue

“I don’t need to work with him or you. This was a courtesy I extended that you’ve done nothing but disrespect. If this is the way you conduct your affairs, I don’t know why I’d want anything to do with you.”

“If ya wanna ge’ anywhere here, ya do. So ya may as well ge’ use’ to tha’ fac’.”

“No, I don’t. Megamind does not kowtow to other villains. If you don’t work with me, then we are not allies. I. Do. Not. Need. You. If you get in my way, I will crush you like a spii-der.”

waynewoodridge-mcpd:

syx-blue:

“Fuck!” slipped out before he could stop it. Laughing nervously, Syx cringed, “Ah… yes… Officer Woodridge…. how LOVELY to see you again.”

This was fine. Perfectly fine. Wasn’t doing anything wrong. Pig couldn’t touch him, “I was just leaving this perfectly lovely eating establishment.”

“O-kayy…” Geez, the way he was acting… Oh, hell. Probably thought he was a cop here. This was going to be a bad move, he knew it, but…

“You know i’m not a cop here, right? I just work at a bar.” Wayne says as he watches Syx with a fake face slip around him.

Syx stopped dead and blinked at the man, “Not a cop?” a small laugh bubbled up, quickly overflowing into a boisterous laugh, “Oh my good man, you had me going there!”

His posture relaxing greatly, he crossed his arms and leaned back on the wall of his uncle’s restaurant. Clucking his tongue, he gibed, “Another copper fallen to a security gig? Or did you just need a more honest profession?”

Smoking All Day

tight-beige-undies:

syx-blue:

Jaw going slack as the hugely intimidating woman sunk down next to him, Syx stared openly. Green eyes bulging wide he looked her up and down, the cigarette nearly falling from his mouth, “You’re HUGE!”

Staggering up to his feet from his slouched position, he glossed over everything she said, waving off her smoking comment. He could hardly focus on something so trivial. Cigarette in hand he waved it about as he gestured at her, “Wonder Woman eat her socks off! Just look at you!”

“Don’t I know it!” She responds with a wink, grinning and laughing at his next comment before clicking her fingers and holding a hand out.

“Gunna leave me hanging, blue?” Wyn asks with a raised eyebrow while looking him up and down. Definitely not the body shape she was used to seeing on someone with a big head and blue skin. Wasn’t at all unappealing, though.

Blinking and blushing as he realized how blatantly he was staring, Syx snapped to. He huffed a bit at being called Blue by a stranger. It was okay when it was family or Wayne, but being called by the color of his skin always bothered him. Shaking a cigarette out of the pack, he questioned how to light it. He’d lit his own with his de-gun. Eyeing the woman next to him, he wondered how much she had in common with the ones he was used to. Getting them to show off the laser eyes was always entertaining.

Holding up the cigarette, he challenged with a smirk and a raised eyebrow, “Light ‘er up.”

⁂ ~scarboroughskellington ((Dunno why this would happen, but what the hell.))

|| @scarboroughskellington || took a bullet ||

The day had not been going well. Made all the worse by the fact that some fucking clown covered in ridiculous makeup was trying to set up in his city. Megamind didn’t mind sharing his city with other super villains as long as they respected the rules. Villainy with class and standards. This fucker, he just wanted to watch the world burn.

The problem was, Megamind hadn’t had time to prepare. If he had, he would have brought a fleet of brain bots and bigger guns. Instead, he’d blundered into an in progress bank heist with nothing but his de-gun and a few gadgets. This was a disaster. He’d hoped to stall while the back-up he called Minion for arrived, but the idiot opened fire on him. Megamind wasn’t even a hero! He was a villain! What the hell was he even doing?

Then the idiot started threatening the bystanders. Megamind had just needed one clear shot, but the obstructions made it impossible. Bullets would pass through the wood and glass but anything he fired would take out the barrier first. By the time of his second shot, Megamind would have lost the element of surprise. Time wasn’t on his side. The impatient idiot opened fire.

Jumping up, Megamind grabbed the girl, spinning and pulling her with him behind the marble pillar and out of the line of fire. He could feel as the bullet tore through his side, cutting through cape and thin armor. The flexible suit not designed to turn away anything bigger than a 9mm or a knife. Breathing hard, his back hit the pillar and he slid down with a hiss. His eyes rolling to the girl he’d saved, perhaps foolishly, he demanded, “Keep your head down. Did you get hit?”