badfic_manor | {8th Deathray} Preparing [Video]

[Megamind is sitting with his legs crossed in the observation lounge overlooking the cargo hold. His drones that he had reprogrammed are busy gathering materials from various places on the ship that were considered gear adrift and collected them in the cargo hold. He has a small drone in his lap that he's petting like a cat as it makes a *bawng* in response. The lights are off and only the light from the little droid is seen that shows his blue face in the shadow.]

Greetings all of you of the Man-or. I have a message to deliver of utmost importance. I have become aware of the plight that everyone has faced whilst we dwindle away and toil through our countless endeavors through out the span of time that our dear Auth-or has a habit of throwing monkey wrenches into our gears of equilibrium. I propose an option.

I have begun to build a powersuit to counter any attacks that we may face. However, a team of heroes, a team of noble-heart and mind of super proportions would be beneficial to our cause. Anyone willing to take up this mantel would be remembered as the greatest of all!

So take your time...search your core and return to me with a mess-age. Ciao-ciao!

[He waggles his fingers at the camera as the drone cuts off the feed.]

[Here's Emma in her finest superhero costume. Her poise and tone of voice are very official.]

You're putting out a call for superheroes. Lucky for you that just happens to be my profession back home.

Now, is your goal to create a device to protect the manor residents or to attack the Author herself? One of these might be possible, the other, not so much. But still, consider me interested.

Oi, I ain't exactly a 'hero' or 'noble-hearted' or anything like that, but I am a hitman, and I got a hell of an arsenal. If you can help me get some more materials for my bombs, I'll help you.

Oh!

[He reaches into his pocket and pulls out some folded papers]

And I got these for you!

[congratulations - you've succeeded in freaking Lucy out even more than she already was...]

...what is that thing in your lap...?

[It's actually the robot sitting in the blue man's lap that first catches Near's attention, but he will inquire about that later.]

What's in it for you?

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