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Post by kevindwolf93 on Oct 1, 2015 6:57:49 GMT
First came the look. Emerald stared through Crocodile. Her entire face tensed as her eyes seemed to shoot daggers through him. Her breath was measured; calm and deliberate. Her voice deepened as it turned angry and cold, "What will you have us do, Crocodile? What worlds shall we journey to specifically? What's the most effective way to divide our team and attack our enemies? What powers do they possess? What is the order in which we should fight them? What do YOU know about the Cult? What do you KNOW about any thing?" Emerald paused for a moment, to let him try and come up with an answer. Slowly, she took a few steps forward, until the slender Persian woman was face to chest with him. And although she had to look up, her presence made her seem nine stories tall. "You think I won't put my life on the line? You think this secret wasn't hanging over my head while I was putting this team together? You know nothing. You're here by mistake, because I thought you may prove to have something to offer this team. But if you're just as selfish and heartless as the monsters we face, then I have no issue sending you to your death in this war." ![]() ![]()  "Bout time she showed her true face..."
In truth, Crocodile was both impressed and shocked by Emerald's outburst at him. He was beginning to wonder what her breaking point was. Now that he was getting to her, some of her true nature came out. Crocodile liked what he saw. Could have done without the puddle of water at his feet, course. But at least now he was sure he could believe her. After a few seconds silence and letting Dean ask his questions, Crocodile rebutted. "Don't think just because you brought me in, doesn't mean I haven't come up with a strategy of my own. Someone has to have a backup in case yours fails." Sir Crocodile took the cigar Logan gave him and lit it up before continuing...  "Whether you regret bringing me here or not is none of my concern. You made your choice, Emerald. You told me about the Dragon Balls and agreed to give me the wish. I have no issues with you or this team you've built. I only wish to use it effectively. That includes your knowledge of the balls and our experience with the multiverse. Two things this team cannot do without. Now..."
Crocodile delayed as he turned his eyes to the rest of the group. "...assuming that Fire bender girl we ran into is a general, she should still have our dragon balls. And if she doesn't, then she knows who does. Regardless, her and her army are fire benders. I can only assume that we will find answers in their universe. So unless you have more to say Emerald, we should start there."
As things started to climax, Marvelous took the mind read in stride and looked to Crocodile. He casually took one look over before casually noting how the water seemed to shut him up. "Ever the smartass, aren't you? Could tell a mile off...took you awhile to raise complaints however, after I brought it up. Do be careful though, it's ill-befitting of a gentleman to fluster a woman. Either way, you said it yourself, we need to know of these dragon balls. She's the one who knows, she tells us where to go. Simple as that, and I've got all the time in the world," Marvelous said matter-of-factly before delivering a shit-eating grin to capitalize on his vote towards Emerald.  |
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Post by Indolent on Oct 1, 2015 19:14:22 GMT
And yea, he heard about the balls. The dragon balls. He sure as hell hoped they weren't authentic dragon balls. There were dragons there after all. Eyes shifted back and forth between the aforementioned dragons. Were they related somehow? He legitimately wouldn't be surprised if such premise was real. He'd have quite the few choice words to say about it because why? He'd prefer the genie in the lamp to that. Even Disney's Genie woulda been preferable.  Anyway, not important that bit. Finding em was. To Ace, he retorted. " Considerin' we got ourselves a bonafide thief of peerless quality likely just to find em, I doubt it'll be a walk in the park bub. Knowin' what planet to find em isn't any better than lookin' for a needle in a haystack; we just know the specific haystacks. I shouldn't even have to mention this?" He shook his head briefly, before digging into his pocket for another one of his cigars. That craving for decadent (cheap) booze wasn't going away anytime soon; a cuban'd hafta make do. It'd help to clear his mind a bit.  And if Petey Boy had done anything out of the ordinary in way to upset the shaky balance Logan himself had crafted with care (read: none), there'd be words to be had. After all, he could take care of himself. He was over a century old, if he weren't a man already then jeez what did that mean for anyone else? But of course, his exceptionally high standards weren't exactly applicable to anybody else. He expected somewhat the same for Spidey but he was fine with giving a helping hand where it was merited. After all, a friend's a friend and friends help friends out, right? So naturally he'd probably have been fine with a helping hand himself. After likely a few derisive, choice words in lieu of his appreciation with his thanks following days after in the form of a six-pack of cheap-ass beer. Anyway. That tiny bit of respite'd already passed, with Emerald laying it on thick again. Well jeez, Logan could certainly understand why the girl'd be apprehensive to spill the beans herself. At least now he didn't feel like an asshole since he hadn't attempted cajoling any more outta Emerald in their first meeting. Let it come easy in due time he thought, he'd plenty of time. A lot longer than most people. Well, not some of these people here... first things first though. " Sucks to hear that, kiddo. Least yer fighting the good fight for the rest of us." Paying credit and respect where it was due was just common courtesy. Especially since it could keep you in people's good graces, making life easier that way, as much as Logan enjoyed pissing people off. The additional information on their enemies was nice, especially with the titles. Not a whole lot of details broad-wise but sufficiently a hell of a lot more specific for each individual general. Still the application and use of the terms could've just been a device in of themselves, a ploy to throw the good guys off. Who knew? Logan wouldn't bother with over-analyzing the tidbit of info, it's just better to get some more before he decided anything. Even knowing what the prior teams were like would've helped but not necessarily important he considered. For the record however? James "Logan" Howlett, aka Wolverine, had absolutely no qualms whatsoever when it came to killing in terms of necessity. Especially if it concerned the lives of others, like the multiverse. Or someone'd just rubbed him the wrong way and it was their last mistake ever, period. Not all Canadians are nice, eh? " Don't worry about it, I'll kill em if ya need me to. As lovely as that sounds." He snorted. But the real crux of her extensive exposition was that she wasn't going to be fighting alongside them. Which was reasonable, considering that was likely a major portion of why she'd taken to recruiting Kasumi and by extension, the rest of them. More so concerning was that their enemy had the potential to effectively murder their host with relative ease, let along corrupting her and Sparda to their side. That wasn't always a joyride, having been privy to a few instances of those in his lifetime. If his enemies knew what it took to kill him, via various means, he'd have been supremely apprehensive to go headlong against the likes of them. Fortunately, just like him, she wasn't as brazen. Well, that was debatable. Damn, the twists just kept on a-coming didn't they? But why would he expect it to be easy anyway... As for what followed, he blatantly ignored the sisters' interaction. He craned his head towards Crocodile however, eyes furrowed intensely. Did they just not have a nice conversation about getting to be like that? What a waste of a decent cigar. He'd have begun to approached the man when Emerald abruptly cut into the thick of it, right to it. Jesus.  His features were caught still, as if they were trapped in time and space, as he watched closely the barbs Emerald dealt in return to Sir Crocodile. Huh, add the spunky spitfire to the ever-growing list of women with more than a backbone he'd encountered in his lifetime. Just damn. Maybe Crocodile's points were valid, carried some weight in way of merit and what have you. But the fact remained that he spoke out of turn, denigrating toward the commonly accepted leader that was Emerald. Wolverine might have had a few choice words to leverage towards individuals of authorities or behaved in a rebellious manner but even then he still extended a reasonable modicum of respect for those in the role of leadership. He knew the troubles and responsibilities it carried all too well himself. Immense respect grew especially when she did the voodoo she did so well, leveraging a pool of water nearby as if it presented a danger to Crocodile. Wolverine cocked his head. Really, water? It got better as she blatantly made it clear her utter disdain and lack of respect for Crocodile as she turned her back on him. " Huh. Seems like I ain't the only one who could use a drink." A quip from the short Canadian. Seems like he misjudged her age too, she could drink booze. Good thing she didn't, that shit'd kill ya. " Right. Like pretty boy over there said." He nodded towards Dean, meaning nothing by it other than an indication towards him. " How're we gettin' there? We ridin' the dragons?" He inquired with a hint of bemusement to his tone. He just took to ignoring Crocodile considering his gall and the need for his reply towards Emerald after that brutal verbal spanking. Really a waste of a good cigar. And the captain in red too. Let's get to business already ladies. |
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Post by Nova Prime X on Oct 1, 2015 19:43:04 GMT
"I'm good to go when everyone else is. By all means, no rush on my end. I'm all set to record. The market for this sort of thing is incredible, like you wouldn't believe. Who'd have thought trainwreck soap opera drama would be a universal thing? Be honest." She just snickered, sitting down comfortably like the ground was the softest couch in the world.  |
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Post by tomnowinblue on Oct 1, 2015 23:25:38 GMT
"Well, how's about we get this show on the road then?" He eyed the puddle around Croc's feet.
"That have anything to do with getting out there, Emerald?"
Emerald didn't immidately answer Dean, as his question of how they'd get there was going to explained after she fielded any other questions the group may have. "Whether you regret bringing me here or not is none of my concern. You made your choice, Emerald. You told me about the Dragon Balls and agreed to give me the wish. I have no issues with you or this team you've built. I only wish to use it effectively. That includes your knowledge of the balls and our experience with the multiverse. Two things this team cannot do without. Now..." "...assuming that Fire bender girl we ran into is a general, she should still have our dragon balls. And if she doesn't, then she knows who does. Regardless, her and her army are fire benders. I can only assume that we will find answers in their universe. So unless you have more to say Emerald, we should start there." Then came Crocodile's 'answers'. She rolled her eyes at his apparent lack of understanding a rhetorical question. But she decided addressing his statements was only fair. "For one, I promised you a wish on the condition that you wouldn't use it to hurt anyone. You want money, whatever, I don't care. But you have yet to prove that you've earned it. As for your plan, while sound reasoning, I can't track the specific generals. I can track the dragon balls, and I've located two. They're in separate worlds, and so that's where we're starting. Other than that, we're going in reletively blind; except for the information I could glean of the worlds; which can give us some educated guesses as to who or what we'll encounter."
"Huh. Seems like I ain't the only one who could use a drink." A quip from the short Canadian. Seems like he misjudged her age too, she could drink booze. Good thing she didn't, that shit'd kill ya. "Right. Like pretty boy over there said." He nodded towards Dean, meaning nothing by it other than an indication towards him. "How're we gettin' there? We ridin' the dragons?" He inquired with a hint of bemusement to his tone.
He just took to ignoring Crocodile considering his gall and the need for his reply towards Emerald after that brutal verbal spanking. Really a waste of a good cigar. And the captain in red too. Let's get to business already ladies.
Sparda had been quiet since Emerald's outburst. The dragon was proud of his rider, even know that fire she displayed didn't surprise him. But, when Logan asked if they'd be riding dragons, Sparda decided to answer him. His face contorted into what passed for a a smirk and he proudly stated, <I'll be taking care of the transportation.> He looked to his fellow dragon, <No disrespect to Vanilor intended, but I'm the only dragon in existence capable of traversing the multiverse.> |
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Post by Nesh on Oct 2, 2015 2:58:51 GMT
"Emerald, I have a question. Not that I doubt your recruiting skills, but why us? I mean, you have the ability to travel space and time, why didn't you just reassemble the team the took down the cult last time. I grew up on the stories, God knows my parents and their friends are likely better equipped to handle this than anyone here, save maybe my sister, and yourself just through sheer experience."
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Post by Blue Flame is BACK! :) on Oct 2, 2015 4:18:51 GMT
 Dean was less than thrilled at Croc's points, which, granted, had some merit, but in his eyes, Emerald was hardly in the wrong. If your greatest enemy had a gun that was loaded with your Kryptonite bullet, you'd hardly want to charge in headfirst. He was about to step in against the big man with a vouch for Emerald when the pure fire in the words she spoke halted him in his tracks. He blinked at the ferocity she showed, steel in her voice and ice in her eyes. His eyes were glued to Croc's face, gauging his reaction with a learned knowledge of reading people's expressions. An unfortunate side effect of exemplary attention to detail was something called "resting bitch-face syndrome."  Assuming no one else spoke after Emerald finished, Dean's next move was to try to diffuse the massive amount of tension in the room. He clapped his hands and warmly said, " Well, how's about we get this show on the road then?" He eyed the puddle around Croc's feet. " That have anything to do with getting out there, Emerald?" Spike was quite watching and listening, assessing his new teams personlitly traits, in the past he take advantage of them, but now he plans on using them to help his team later on. For now a little fun, "Hey man I thought all this bickering was the show." Spike said with a grin. |
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Post by ND10 on Oct 2, 2015 18:02:46 GMT
"Emerald, I have a question. Not that I doubt your recruiting skills, but why us? I mean, you have the ability to travel space and time, why didn't you just reassemble the team the took down the cult last time. I grew up on the stories, God knows my parents and their friends are likely better equipped to handle this than anyone here, save maybe my sister, and yourself just through sheer experience."  "Forgive me for interrupting, especially since I'm not the one you aimed the question at. But I'd just like to disagree with the notion that all of us here are less equipped to handle these Cult bastards than anyone else. I may not know the full depths of what we can all do and I don't really need to at the moment. Not until we actually get down and dirty with the enemy. But I feel pretty confident in my own abilities and in the potential abilities of everyone else here. Maybe Emerald here could have searched throughout the cosmos for people more powerful than us but who's to say they'd mesh well with others of a similar power level? We haven't all tried tearing each other's heads off and heck, some of you seem pretty alright in my book. So I'd say you won the lottery in picking out people, Emerald!" The pirate complimented before letting out a laugh.
Of course there was an exception to everything and in this case, it was Crocodile. Ace destroyed the ships of the Billions sent to try and capture his little brother and would have loved to have been there when Luffy brought Crocodile's criminal empire crumbling all around him. Emerald's recent smack down of Crocodile convinced Ace that while Crocodile would have looked for any excuse to take power of this group for his own, he'd have to contend with Ace for that to have any chance of succeeding.
Because it'd just put a whole wrench in the group dynamic if he let the guy who almost murdered his little brother off take the leader spot. But there was a time and place for everything and in front of everyone else just didn't seem like the best. More so when Crocodile had already been put in his place by Wolverine and Emerald. Out in the field however if Crocodile tried pulling his shenanigans, Ace wouldn't beat around the bush. If Crocodile stepped out of line, he'd have a Fire Fist with his name on it.
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Post by Indolent on Oct 2, 2015 21:39:26 GMT
"Emerald, I have a question. Not that I doubt your recruiting skills, but why us? I mean, you have the ability to travel space and time, why didn't you just reassemble the team the took down the cult last time. I grew up on the stories, God knows my parents and their friends are likely better equipped to handle this than anyone here, save maybe my sister, and yourself just through sheer experience."  " Speak fer yerself." A sharp sniff followed as he peered her general direction, before leveling his eyes over any other that looked his way perhaps. His head was cocked to the side momentarily, before he snapped it back, shaking it briefly with a shrug following. " Maybe I'm getting on in my years but I'm a fan of showin', not tellin'. That and not speakin' for others much unless ya really know it all, huh? Anyway, I'm itchin' to get movin'; unless we're still pallin' about with each other then please indicate where the bar is. Ya can find me there when it's time ta go." |
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Post by Deleted on Oct 3, 2015 14:34:49 GMT
Edward finally plucked up the courage to speak to these ne'er dowels. "My name is Edward Taffsyrup."
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Post by corvette1710 on Oct 4, 2015 4:13:35 GMT
 His mouth turned to a hard line for a moment at Katie's query to Emerald as he too considered her question. Assuming he wasn't speaking over Emerald, he replied, " Well... when Emerald came to recruit me," he gestured to Emerald, " she seemed to know a lot about where I was coming from. My guess is she did her research with us. She knows what we can do and she knows what we will do to stop these sons of bitches." He paused a moment to glance at all the members of the group before his eyes rested on Katie.  " Emerald knows what she's doing. I've seen it for myself, and I'm guessing so have you. Also, I'm willing to bet you know exactly why you might be chosen, just like any one of us know for ourselves. I've also had a little bit of experience with time travel and good stuff like that, so I'm also willing to bet it's something to do with crossing timestreams or some crap. So if I were you, I don't think I'd waste my time on questions like that when we have a wannabe world-eating scumbag about to hop in our universes." |
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Post by tomnowinblue on Oct 4, 2015 6:23:02 GMT
"Emerald, I have a question. Not that I doubt your recruiting skills, but why us? I mean, you have the ability to travel space and time, why didn't you just reassemble the team the took down the cult last time. I grew up on the stories, God knows my parents and their friends are likely better equipped to handle this than anyone here, save maybe my sister, and yourself just through sheer experience." " Speak fer yerself." A sharp sniff followed as he peered her general direction, before leveling his eyes over any other that looked his way perhaps. His head was cocked to the side momentarily, before he snapped it back, shaking it briefly with a shrug following. " Maybe I'm getting on in my years but I'm a fan of showin', not tellin'. That and not speakin' for others much unless ya really know it all, huh? Anyway, I'm itchin' to get movin'; unless we're still pallin' about with each other then please indicate where the bar is. Ya can find me there when it's time ta go." " Well... when Emerald came to recruit me," he gestured to Emerald, " she seemed to know a lot about where I was coming from. My guess is she did her research with us. She knows what we can do and she knows what we will do to stop these sons of bitches." " Emerald knows what she's doing. I've seen it for myself, and I'm guessing so have you. Also, I'm willing to bet you know exactly why you might be chosen, just like any one of us know for ourselves. I've also had a little bit of experience with time travel and good stuff like that, so I'm also willing to bet it's something to do with crossing timestreams or some crap. So if I were you, I don't think I'd waste my time on questions like that when we have a wannabe world-eating scumbag about to hop in our universes." Before Emerald had her chance to answer Katie's question, the group spoke up. Emerald didn't mind, while she was the default leader she wanted everyone to have an equal chance to speak. She waited until they had spoke their piece, before jumping in with her answer. Actually, Dean was on pretty much the right path, but there was a bit more to it. And so to answer Katie's question she said, "Time paradoxes are a small part of it. But the real answer is, from my perspective most of the former heroes who fought in this war are long since dead. They moved on and, most of them, lived relatively peaceful lives. I considered asking for their help, but they had already lived and died having survived the war once. I didn't want to drag them back into this struggle." She looked to Katarina, then back to Katie, "I made the exception for Katrina because having her means a lot to me; and Katie, I brought you in because someone with your skills and powers would be invaluable to the team. Otherwise, I did what research I could. Looked into worlds with great heroes, did a basic research on who was who - putting names to faces, getting an idea of power sets and experience, super basic stuff - and from there put together the team I could. Emerald looked to the group, "You're all here because you can hold you've all accomplished great things, no one is denying that. But understand where Katie is coming form. I've fought the same battles her heroes have, I've heard many of the same stories. My father fought along side her parents..." Emerald paused, deciding not to include the detail of Dante going missing after the awakening. "The heroes she speaks of accomplished great feats, and etched themselves as the greatest the multiverse has to offer. But I didn't pick this group lightly. And I believe in each one of you, with that said, it's time to get moving." She left it at that for the moment, letting everyone know to pay attention so she could announce the missions. |
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Post by Nesh on Oct 4, 2015 22:35:59 GMT
Hearing Emerald's reasoning Katie nodded. "Alright then, I see. I won't lie, I'm terrified, I was apart of the first Cult War. I have an idea what's waiting for us. Unspeakable horrors that can drive men insane. You can expect horrifying dreams that will challenge your grip on reality. As a Jedi attuned to the Force, and thus the universe as I am, I'm more vulnerable than any of you to what the Old Ones an do to a human mind. That won't stop me from fighting. Whatever horrors await me, insanity or death, it doesn't matter so long as they are stopped."
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Post by Indolent on Oct 5, 2015 4:19:34 GMT
 She was one of the selfless types wasn't she? They didn't always mean anything bad by their sentiments, just they talked on end about the deeds that they'd perform when it came down to it. Maybe she wasn't full of shit, maybe it was true. Wolverine'd have ya refer to his prior statement: show, don't tell. Simple enough fer that. That and Emerald's assurance in her fine, fine selection (hardly: look at Crocodile) assuaged any concerns. He wasn't gonna sweat it, odds were he'd plenty of experience to at least belly up to the bar and perform on par with the prior generation of multiversal heroes. Call it bloated confidence, an episode of arrogant bravado but he was among the most experienced superheroes of his universe for a good reason bub. Ain't no other two way about it and ain't anyone going to elucidate him otherwise. They'd be welcome to but for now they could go fuck themselves. The party was about to get started. And there was no bloody bar in the Lookout, that he could find. Damn. " Right, let's roll. Shotgun on the dragon; ta best seat in the house. Or the Lookout, whatever." He quipped, flicking away the cigar that'd burnt almost cleanly through before he'd make way for the dragon. If Emerald'd even allow it. If it weren't obvious, he was raring to get to work already. |
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Post by tomnowinblue on Oct 5, 2015 6:40:59 GMT
"One final briefing, so you're not going in totally blind, and I'll send everyone to their destination." Emerald waited for the metaphorical groan from those eager to leave to pass. But, aside from stopping the minor squabbles that began breaking out, everything Emerald had to say was important and she was trying to give the details in the easiest way for everyone to digest and understand. "I tracked to Dragon Balls to two different worlds," Emerald said, "So that means two teams of six. I've done my best to try and figure out who is best suited for which world and which team." <Mostly based on your interactions,> Sparda chimed in. "The worlds you'll be going to are both home to former Universal Warriors. The first is an ancient world, inhabited by people who can bend elements. This world will most likely have the elemental, the woman crocodile referred to earlier. She's a powerful fighter who can control fire, and has an army of fire benders at her disposal. The team for this world will be; Katie, Katrina, Crocodile, Edward, Spike, and Captain Marvelous." Then other thing she needed to address was to Katrina, "Vanilor will have to wait here. Spadra doesn't have the energy to safely transport him yet; but we can keep your mental link in tact." <If need be, I can tap into my emergency reserves and have Vanilor at your side in an instant.> Sparda voiced his concerns to Emerald, but she had her reasons for building this team. Edward had yet to truly prove himself, though he did fight valiantly in his shop when ninjas attacked. Still, he needed a team that could protect him. Meanwhile, Crocodile needed to aligned with people Emerald could trust to keep their eye on him without things escalating to in fighting. After her mental conversation with her dragon, she continued, "The other world is home to many types of aliens, one in particular is the Cult's hunter. Chances are, you'll encounter him there. I can't tell you too much about him, since he kept his distance - Kasumi had dealings with him in the past; good thing for us his plan backfired. As far as abilities goes, I can't say, so be careful. The rest of you will be going to this world. Just so we're clear, that means, Kasumi, Ace, Isabella, Logan, Dean, and Spider-Man." <If you have any last questions, ask now,> Sparda said, <But if you're ready, A-Team, get on and I'll take you to fight.> "The last thing," Emerald said, pulling out crystals for everyone. As she passed them out, she said, "Sparda and I infused these with a spell. If you find yourself in over your head, break the crystal and you'll be brought back here." <We worked the spell so that only someone from this group can break them, and only on purpose. But don't expect me to bring you back to the fight after you break your crystal, after transporting so many people I'm going to need a break or else the spell won't work properly.> |
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Post by Nova Prime X on Oct 5, 2015 13:48:06 GMT
"Oh yes, that guy. He was such a friendly type. His love tap traps...but hey, his gold cleared cleanly, so at least he has his bribes going for him." She smirked, rising up to standing with an appreciative exhale. "Oooh, so you mean I get the beach boy, the la español rogue, short and hairy, the supernatural hunter and the wiry guy in the tight, form fitting spandex? I can work with that." Her gaze drifted to the last in particular, studying the well formed muscle underneath. "Easily." She added after a moment with a snicker.  "Who's in charge though?" |
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He legitimately wouldn't be surprised if such premise was real. He'd have quite the few choice words to say about it because why? He'd prefer the genie in the lamp to that. Even Disney's Genie woulda been preferable. 
