"In any story, the villain is the catalyst. The hero's not a person who will bend the rules or show the cracks in his armour. He's one-dimensional intentionally, but the villain is the person who owns up to what he is and stands by it." -Marilyn Mason
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Marcus Zephyr
"So where do you wanna go, Humphrey?" Victor Williams asks while on a Saturday drive with his wife and son. "Ice cream! I want to go to my favorite Ice cream place!" The little pup exclaims, sitting on the lap of his mother. Humphrey's smaller than average size for a six year old worked well in his mother's favor. "Right-O, kiddo! Ice cream it is." His father says. "Oh hun, are you seriously getting Humphrey only ice cream for his birthday again?" Martha asks him. Victor shakes his head with a smile."'Course not, it's what our little boy decides. Ain't that right Humph?" He says as he drives onto the highway. "Yes sir!" Little Humphrey says to his father with a goofy salute. "Atta boy." Victor chuckles. The smile on his face disappears almost instantly after spotting three bikes and a truck of some kind following closely behind their car. "Shit, I hate to ruin the mood Martha, but it looks like trouble's found us..." He tells his wife. Humphrey is confused by what he's saying and looks at the sideview mirror on the passenger's side, seeing three of the bikes his father was talking about and a large, scary truck that looked like it was from the future.
One of the bikes pass ahead of the black pearlescent sports grand tourer. Victor gets a good look a the wolves on the super bike wearing black and red jackets. Their emblem was a mountain top with arrow heads sticking out and lightning striking around it. "Ah fuck..." Victor curses as he sees the passenger seated wolf on the red sports bike unholstering a Desert Eagle handgun as the attackers behind already start firing at the car. "Language, Vic! Not in front of Humphrey." Martha jokes in the heat of the highway chase. This is where Humphrey gets his strange humor in dire situations.
Victor quickly drives the car onto the offramp before the armed wolf pulled the trigger, accidentally shooting the biker tailing the SLS in head. The bike behind the AMG Black crashes into a sedan on an oncoming lane, launching up the wolf sitting on the tail of the bike into the air, and killing her as her body impacts the road. Only two bikes and that truck remained.
"I'm scared..." Humphrey says as he holds tightly onto his mother. "I'm not gonna lie kiddo, I'm scared too." His father says as he tries escaping their pursuers on the streets. "Victor!" Martha yells at her husband. "What? I'm honest!" He tries defending himself but that's not why Martha was yelling. She points over to his right where a biker was slowly closing in on them with a shotgun in hand. Victor Williams wastes no time in ramming the bike off the road, murdering one of the wolves in a terrifying and gruesome may. Martha covers her son's eyes as he tries to peak at the bloody mess on the road.
The chase continues up the hills of Jasper. The truck chasing the smaller car finally begins it's attack and rams the car. Victor regains traction but the large truck quickly rams the Mercedes again, causing the car to spin out and crash into the barrier against the hill. Victor grabs an M1911 from underneath his seat and kicks the already cracked windshield off the car. The wolves on the last remaining bike pull up to the car and shoot Victor in the shoulder through the exposed area in the car, causing him to drop the his handgun. The two attackers get off their bike and rush to the car to pull Victor, Martha and Humphrey out of the Mercedes-Benz.
They place them on their ground with their hands behind their back. A middle-aged ash black wolf exits out of the technically advanced truck's trailer with a red and black styled Deagle in his right hand. Humphrey feared these guns because of how powerful he heard they were. "Ah, Victor-goddamn-Williams. Damn does it warm my heart seeing you with your wife and kid." The wolf says to the family.
"What do you want Marcus?" Victor asks, in pain from the shot and crash. The wolf frowns then kicks Victor in the face. "Oh Vic, this isn't about me anymore. You could've had it all. You could have had the best life you and your family! Why'd you do it? Why did you fucking betray the code and desert Swift?!" The wolf yells, almost pulling the trigger multiple times in anger. "Haha, and be like you you? I'll pass..." Humphrey's father says to the face of the devil himself. Marcus sighs then knees Victor in the abdomen. Victor slowly rolls himself upright after catching his breath.
"You know what? I was a fan of your little company becoming a whole enterprise. I was so fucking supportive of you. I wanted to be your protégé... until I found out about your enterprise's little skeleton, 'S.I.M.A'... right?" Victor says, earning another kick to the stomach. This time, coughing up blood. "Competition is made to be conquered! What does it matter if you're sent to take out a rival chairman?!" Marcus yells at Humphrey's father. "You talk to much..." Victor says with a smirk.
Marcus is fed up by his ex-employee and smacks his face with the gun in his hand, nearly knocking Victor out. "I hate that I love your stupid stubbornness, Vic." He says as he aims the weapon at Humphrey's mother's head. "Mark, what the hell are you doi-!?" Victor tries to stop him but Marcus already pulls the trigger. Little Humphrey stares at his mother's lifeless body falling to the ground with terrified eyes. Victor, with all his pent up anger, manages to break free from one of the wolves holding him down and pounces towards Marcus with murderous intent. Marcus Zephyr panics when he sees the feral side of Victor and shoots him in the chest in self defense. His body falls right next to Martha, with an equally melancholic and angry facial expression.
"Uh... boss? What about the kid?" One of Marcus's henchmen notice Humphrey sitting next to his parents's corpses. "Kid? What ki-?" Zephyr pauses when he sees the traumatized child. "Oh, oh damnit, I forgot about the kid." He says. "Can we drop him off in the middle of nowhere?" One asks Marcus. "No." He replies. "Should we push him off the mountain?" The other asks.
"No!" Marcus Zephyr yells, now clearly getting annoyed with his idiotic henchmen. "Can we keep him?" Asks the last one, who is seen as the most idiotic of them all. "I don't know how to respond to that..." Marcus face palmed as he responds. "Then what should we do, boss?" All three henchmen ask in unison. "Jesus, I've never had to deal with a kid before! It's not like I can tell him to go play with my granddaughter!" Zephyr whispers to the three wolves but Humphrey heard the whole kit and caboodle.
Marcus sighs before kneeling down to the little Humphrey. "Alright kid, sorry you had to see that. Your daddy did something really bad to me and my friends so he had to take a nap." He says to Humphrey and rests his hand on the boy's shoulder to comfort him. Humphrey wasn't that stupid, he got the gist of what happened to his parents and why Marcus he did it.
"Don't worry... they'll be back in the morning. But first, I'm gonna take you to my workplace. You'll meet my friends and you'll get to meet my granddaughter..." Marcus Zephyr tells Humphrey as he takes him to the truck.
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And I had to relive that same, damn memory again... and again... and again... and again... and again until I picked up the bastard's gun and pulled the trigger on him. The nightmare finally ended but when I woke up, I wasn't in my bed. Nah, this bed was way too tough and lacking the bounciness of the bed I knew and loved. Where the hell was I? Why did it smell like medicine all around me? And why did my limbs feel like I haven't moved them in forever?
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?? ??????? 2019/Friday 12:56
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Humphrey's P.O.V.
"What year is it?" I slowly open my eyes and see what looked like Kate resting at my feet. "Holy shit, you sleep like a motherfucker..." I hear Garth say. I manage to open my eyes wide enough to see the room I was in. "Wakey, wakey, sleeping beauty." I hear a voice I didn't recognize. 'Hang on...' My eyes shoot wide open and I quickly sit up right. Oh the world of pain I felt right after doing so...
"Ah!!! My arm, goddamnit!" I yell as I lie back down in the hospital bed. I look to my left to see the face of the wolf I thought I didn't recognize. She was one of the wolves in suspicious looking suits that day. "What the-?"
"Yeah, she's the lady that tossed me the coin." I hear Lilly say to me from my left. I see that she's got her right arm in a cast and her cheek had small, almost unnoticeable scar. Kate finally shoots up from her sleep, way after me. "Humphrey, you're awake!" She exclaims in joy. I was so confused, so much was happening right now. Kate, Lilly, Garth and that one suspicious wolf was here from that other Saturday. Reba, Salty and that wolf's other suspicious partner weren't here though. Still, who would'a thunk Garth would show up...
"How long have I been out?" I ask everyone. My three friends all look down and pretend to ignore the question except for the female agent I met once. "10 days." She says. I blink several times, trying to comprehend what the fuck I just heard. "I was in a coma for 10 days? For hitting a damn mailbox?" I ask in disbelief. "Well to be fair, you flew into that thing pretty fucking hard. You left a huge-ass dent the size of your fucking body. It's a miracle no bones were actually broken but your arm took a nasty hit." Garth tells me. I grin at my luck, as he told me this. "Two words Williams: plot armour." The female agent says.
"I almost forgot, why are you here, miss?" I ask her. "Well, CSE's CEO of course. You just happened to bump into him at a restaurant that night, right? Marcus Zephyr is never seen in public and when I heard about your house getting blown up, my partner and I knew you and the two girls got into trouble with Swift... again." She explains. Oh right, my house got nuked. Welp, guess I'm homeless now...
"You can stay at our place for the time being." Kate offers. "Wha-?" Garth opens his mouth to protest since he hasn't even slept over for a single night once. Kate shoots him a scary glare, making him shut his mouth before she makes him regret it in some way. Just when I thought living in the same house with Lilly was difficult with us nearly catching eachother naked multiple times, now I'll have to suffer with Lilly AND Kate. Actually, it might not be that bad...
Shakey, Reba and some other guy walk into hospital room with some take away fast food as I start having cheeky thoughts naked Kate. Thank God they arrived in time before my horny ass would go any further. "Hmph, I told you he'd be awake. Sucka" The female agent's partner says. Shakey curses then hands the wolf $10. Damn, Sam actually bet on me staying in a coma? That fucking hurts.
"When did the doctors say I could go?" I ask my five friends in the room and the two spies (maybe?). "They predicted you'd be up by today. They told us that once you're up, you can get ready and head home... well find one." The male agent tells me. "Well in that case, what are we waiting for?" I say as I jump out of the hospital bed. As soon as my feet touch the cold tiles, I instantly knew I needed help walking. My legs felt like spaghetti, wobbling and waving about. I had almost no control of my body from the waist down.
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20 Minutes Later...
I exit the hospital with a plain black and white t-shirt and shorts outfit the staff provided for me. Too bad my grey suit was torn in that explosion. Lilly and get in the backseats of Garth's ZL1. Reba and Shakey take their Viper. The two agents that were with us told me they'd rendezvous with me later today before they left earlier in a red Toyota GT86. 'Rendezvous.' It's strange hearing that word in real life.
After another good 20 minutes, we arrive at Kate and Lilly's place. I had nothing to unpack once I entered the house since I had nothing left. This sucks. "Shit, 10 days in the hospital... what did I miss?" I ask the sisters. "Nothing important, Van Paol's selecting the winner's today so you're up in the nick of time." Lilly states. "And your arm?" I ask, pointing to her casted left arm. "Some debris hit me in the explosion that night, I should be able to remove the cast this Sunday." Lilly tells me. I narrow my eyes at her, remembering very well that I pushed her as far away from the house as possible. "Uh huh..." I slowly nod my head unconvincingly.
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Lies! After I got sent to the gulag, I saw her running to me without a single scratch! She was CLEARLY hiding something...
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"Lillian... what aren't you telling me?" I ask, calling her by her full name. Kate facepalms at this, probably showing that I must've caught on to something. "Wow... you're boned, sis." Kate says to her sister. "Kate?" I ask her for an explanation. "Don't look at me, ask your girlfriend." She replies, pointing at the nervous Lilly.
"We weren't really dating, we were just trying- that doesn't matter! What the fuck did I miss while I was counting stars?" I finally get to the point. Lilly sighs then sits on the wooden stair case. This ought to be a long story...
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14 October 2019 - 9 October 2019
Monday 16:23 - Wednesday 13:45
Jasper Memorial Hospital
Lilly's P.O.V.
I watch Humphrey resting peacefully on the bed. Everyday, Kate and I took turns coming over to check on him and sometimes guess what he's dreaming about. He always seemed tensed at some point in his comatose state before returning to a peaceful posture. It looked like he was having some kind of recurring nightmare or something similar before seeing something that made him happy again.
I decide it's time to leave and get up from the chair, leaving Humphrey's private ward. I stroll to the end of the hallway and call for an elevator. I wait patiently, watching the numbers increase as the elevator ascends to my current floor on the digital screen until it reaches '11'. The doors slide open and the very first thing I see is a huge, bodybuilder sized wolf in the elevator and an older wolf wearing shades. Both were wearing black and red three piece suits... oh God.
"I remember you, lassie." The much older wolf says to me. I get ready to run the other direction but the larger wolf grabs my arm and pulls me into the elevator. "Don't do something stupid like scream or make a scene in the hospital, dear. We only came to check up on your friend, but you'll do fine too." I recognized this wolf's tone. What was his name from that night? Marcus, was it?
I obey the elderly wolf and walk into the elevator. I take deep breaths and shakily exhale from my nose. The larger wolf presses the button to the first floor. "Apologies for the silly bomb that evening. My intention was never to injure young Williams. One of my handymen went too far with my warning." He tells me. "Warning? Warning for what?" I ask. Marcus Zephyr chuckles and taps my shoulder. "I've been told he and some of his friends had some information about my enterprise that'd make me and everything I've built look bad. I planned on putting the lad into a corner and proposing a truce. A truce that would come with benefits aswell as terms and conditions, of course." He explains. I gulp and do not say anything to the wolf. The elevator doors open up and the larger wolf shoves me out of the elevator.
"Treat the lady like your mother, Xavier." Marcus reprimands his bodyguard. I smile before immaturely pulling my tongue out at the brute. He snarls at me then is quickly stopped by his boss tapping his leg with his cane. No one on the first floor of the hospital recognizes CSE's founder's face. It's so scary that this wolf hasn't been seen in public in such a long time or even had his face shown in magazines to the point that no one recognizes him. He could've been walking right next to you in a grocery store and you wouldn't know who he was. Smart but terrifying.
Marcus and his bodyguard take me outside to the parking lot to a black sedan with fully tinted windows. "Where are you taking me?" I ask the old, black-furred wolf. He gives me an old, almost creepy-looking smirk which definitely didn't mean something good. "You and Williams were hoping to be chosen to have your art chosen so you could both get a chance to tour my main lodge, no?" Marcus says. 'Welp, there goes the element of suprises...' I thought as I struggle to say anything to the old wolf. How did he know our plan? Was it Jason? What were we going to do now?
"Your loss for words suggest it is so. I'm offering you an early tour around the centre everything that is CSE." He tells me. I take a step away from Marcus and his two tons of fun next him. "I know what you're thinking: 'What are you doing? Are you giving me the chance I need to prepare for the big night and learn the way around your big HQ for free?' To put it simply: yes. I want you to witness the greatness that is CS. I'll even be generous today by walking you through the main tower so you can take it all in. Take it in well so you can tell little Humphrey all about it and maybe... just maybe you can find a place in my empire."
Oh crap... this wolf really is something of an antagonist. Empire? He called his global, multi-trillion dollar enterprise a fucking empire. Not to mention he read my mind like a true villain. Why would he want me, some teenager he met once in a restaurant and again at a hospital, to be apart in his mega-successful business. There's something I'm missing here and it's making me paranoid. Marcus's taking me to his main base of operations, basically just to get a good look and feel for the lodge as if I'm buying it off the wolf or recruiting me for something. He was so difficult to read and so ominous. I still prepare for the chance he'd try and kill me because that's pretty fucking likely at this point.
After 15 minutes driving in silence towards the center of the city, we arrive at a large facility-like place with a huge tower right inthe middle of it all. "Holy cow..." I say as we approach the gate. The security guards at the gate carry assault rifles as if this was a military base or something. "Isn't security here a little tough for a business lodge?" I ask CSE's founder.
"This isn't just any business lodge, my dear. I'm sure you can tell from the enormous campus ahead?" He tells me. I hadn't realized this place even had a campus. Clusters of buildings everywhere with sleek designs and black and red painted walls. It's almost a smaller city in here with it's own park, apartments and everything. And to think there's still more of CS's bases just like this all over the world too.
I take in my surroundings as we're driven towards the parking lot, next to the biggest building in the miniature city. We park at Marcus a spot literally labelled M. Zephyr, God did I feel like I didn't deserve to be in here. Xavier exits the car and walks over to Marcus's side to open the door for him. I open the door on my left and exit the car myself, thinking of how Humphrey did the same for me last Friday.
Marcus Zephyr takes me to the elevator and it was at this stage where I felt like I've seen enough. Something scared me about this building he wanted me to see so badly. "Uh... is it too early for me to turn back?" I ask. "Turn back for what? We already brought you this far." He says to me, almost impatiently. I sigh then walk into the elevator with him and Xavier. The elevator music would've actually been enjoyable in here if only there wasn't an intimidating giant standing next to me. Marcus takes me to the fourth floor for some reason. Xavier shoves me out of the elevator for the second time but not as hard as before and Marcus doesn't say anything.
I look around the floor and almost fall in love with the design. Black carpet floors and red painted walls. The view outside from here amazing and this was only the third floor. There were a bunch of portraits and paintings on the walls but Marcus stops me before I take a look at a single one of them. "I've been testing you, sweetheart." Marcus states. I frown at him and facepalm before responding. "Don't call me sweetheart."
"You sound so much like my granddaughter. No wonder she can't find a man." Zephyr says with a chuckle. I hope he wasn't gonna say that I'm related to him or something. "What's your last name?" He asks me. I sure as hell knew that my family name wasn't 'Zephyr'. If I tell him my adopted name, he'd probably kill me or something. If I tell him my true surname... nothing will happen... maybe? "Lilly Quinn." I take my chances. He smiles at me then taps my forearm with his cane. "Your real surname, dear." He says. 'Fuck...' I curse internally.
"Snow..." I tell him cautiously. "I see..." Marcus starts then walks over to the right side of the wall dividing the floor. Several large photographs where framed and hanged against this wall. "Snow, I want you to look at these photos. Take a good, long look at them." He tells me. This makes the fur on the back of my neck stand straight up. I walk across, looking at each of these photographs until I find one that almost made me faint. Belle and Jacob were standing on the right of a younger Marcus Zephyr and another couple was standing on his left. What the hell am I seeing? "Mom and dad... knew you?" I ask, slowly trembling on my words.
"As did Humphrey's dear parents..." Marcus says as he flicks the bottom of his cane, transforms the thing into some kind of gun. Just what the hell was all this Bond spy shit anyway? "Final test dear: survive." Marcus tells me as if I were that simple. He fires the gun at me and something hits my left shoulder really hard. It didn't penetrate but it hurt really bad. Marcus Zephyr slides a new shell into the cane. I try and run but it was a one way corridor so there was just the office at the end. Xavier starts running after me on all four's like a fucking feral.
I try and juke left to confuse Xavier into running into the office but he had his full focus on me as if he wanted my ass. I sprint down the second side of the office floor with the massively built wolf hunting me down. Marcus lifts up his cane in my way as if to clothesline me as I run in his direction. I manage to slide under the cane but Xavier runs straight into it. Marcus accidentally shoots the window on the left as the cane flies out of his palms. I thought he was disarmed until he pulled our a proper, lethal pistol from a hidden holster under his jacket.
I slowly back away from him and Xavier but he shoots me right in my left arm. He clearly wasn't messing about now. I had no where to go so I turned around and I started running for cracked window. Marcus fires again and misses, further weakening the window. 'YOLO.' I say to myself mentally as I run through the cracked window. 'I'm gonna die, I'm gonna die, I'm gonna die. I'm fucking dead, holy shit!' I jumped out without knowing if it was safe or not or whether there some light object to break my fall. I close my eyes and brace for impact.
I fall onto a white van with an uncomfortablely loud crash and crack. "*cough* *cough* Ow, something's definitely broken..." I say as I clutch my left arm. I lie in my position for five seconds, staring at the building I just jumped from. "Fourth floor, huh?" I ask myself and wonder how I didn't die? What is my luck that this van was conveniently parked right where I would've gone splat? I can't wait to tell Kate and Humphrey about this-
"Hey! What the hell just happened?!" A grey furred wolf wearing untidy jeans, an oil covered blue shirt and black jacket asks me from the side of the van, interrupting my quiet time with my thoughts. "Sorry..." I painfully apologize to him. "Did you fucking jump from up there?" He asks. I nod my head awkward, still lying on the top of the van. "We gotta get you off'a there." The wolf says then carries me off the van. "Thanks." I tell him. "Don't mention it, we still need to leave this place before the guards rush over." He tells as he opens the rear doors of the van. "Get in."
"Hey, why can't I sit passenger?" I ask the stranger, worried he might do something shady. "I don't work here, the guards at the gate will start asking difficult questions if they see a teenage girl with a bleeding arm sitting next to me." He explains. "Fair." I say then jump into the back of the van. I move all his tools and junk to the left to sit against right side. The stranger quickly gets in the van and starts driving us away from the main building on the campus. "Who are you?" I ask the wolf.
"Just a mechanic." He replies. This wolf was telling half the truth because the dry oil marks on his shirt checks out. "'Just' ?" I ask him as I tap my foot on the metal surface in his van. "Yeah, just a few days ago, I restored a whole fucking Mercedes SLS. With some friends of course and the owner. He's actually a weird guy..." He tells me. My ears pricked straight up when he said this. "Was it a black SLS AMG Black Series with blacked out rims?" I ask him, referring to Humphrey's car that was mysteriously restored that night of our triple date. "That's oddly specific but yeah, exact description." The wolf replies. I was about to say something then see that we arrived at the gate. I keep myself quiet and hide myself in the junk he had in the back.
After a long conversation with the guard at the front, we're finally let out of the CSE HQ. "You're Hutch, right? Garth's mechanic?" I finally ask him as I remove the tools and cloths off of myself. "Yep. Don't wear it out." The wolf jokes as he drives me to the hospital. "What the hell were you doing there anyway?" I ask Hutch, still gripping tightly on my left arm. "That's a good question, how about you?" He asks back without actually giving an answer. "The CEO brought me there, it's a long story..."
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14 October 2019
Monday 16:42
Quinn's Residence
Humphrey's P.O.V.
"... and that's how I got the cast. Yeah... not the ordinary way you expected, huh?" Lilly asks rhetorically. I open my mouth but no words come out. What Lilly did was unbelievably badass. I need to go ask Hutch about this soon. "So basically every single one of our parents have met and worked with Marcus Zephyr at some point? Your parents and my parents worked with him 'round about the same time?" I ask. "Sure seems like it and they all died for the same reason too..." Kate says as she looks down at the floor below her.
We soon hear knocking on the front door as we discuss what happened while I was in a coma. Kate opens the door and let's the two wolves from earlier inside the house. "We need to talk..." The male agent states. The three of us look at the two wolves with worry and concern.
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A/N:Voilà, chapter's complete so I can finally rest (closes eyes).
(threat of Chapter 20 approaches...)
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The Lounge: Blitz's Transformers Past Leaked!
Humphrey: LOLOLOL, that start of the chapter was just like TMELIHS, but better.
Garth: Lilly's part was similar too. EXPANDED AND ENHANCED.
Kate: See what I meant? Blitz's lines used to be so fucking short back then.
Blazin' Blitz: Alright, I get it! I'm a bad writer, nowshutthefuckup...
Kate: Lol, but you got better, this chapter proved it.
Blazin' Blitz: (POG face)
Lilly: Two tons of fun? Really Blitz?
Blazin' Blitz: Sorry, I had no descriptive metaphors.
Lilly: Uh-huh...
(Iris enters lounge)
Garth: Welp, since Iris is soon gonna be making more appearances in the story, she should chat here more often, right?
Iris: ... (shyly nods head)
Humphrey: What the hell, she was never shy before.
Lilly: She's shy coz she's an OC who has a lowkey soft spot for you.
Iris: (opens mouth)
Kate: She's gonna say something...
Iris: I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I (has a fucking seizure while trying to speak)
Humphrey: Iris Can't Communicate, hahaha.
Iris: (starts crying)
Humphrey: Wh-
Kate: Cha-cha-cha, real smooth Romeo...
Everyone: (visibly judges Humphrey)
Hutch: Blitzwing should comfort her.
Blazin' Blitz: Excuse me, what? "Blitzwing"? Don't call me by a dead decepticon's name.
Lilly: Your name was 80% inspired that character!
Blazin' Blitz: Lies...
Lilly: YOU LITERALLY TOLD ME THAT WHILE WE WERE PLAYING TRANSFORMERS: FALL OF CYBERTRON MULTIPLAYER!!!
Humphrey: You guys met on FOC?
Garth: Oh, the glory days... the servers shutdown early 2020, I think.
Lilly: Blitz was a fucking goat at the game on PS3-
Blazin' Blitz: SSSSHHHH!!! I wasn't a pro! Don't flex the wrong stuff about me because there might be a reader from the PS3 FOC community who might recognize the "Blitz" side of my name then call me out. I wasn't a pro but I was the above average player when it came to Scientist classes.
Lilly: You had two accounts. LSDMTE, and TRF_Blitzwing. You started super late when the community was small and there were so many goated players in the game. I remember how much hate you got on the LSDMTE account when you used to do the two most annoying glitches in the game. You quit doing shit then became the PS3 community's "glitch patrol officer", killing the other glitch users on your TRF_Blitzwing account. No one actually acknowledged that, sad.
Garth: Stop showing off Blitz's shit!
Lilly: I won't directly mention the pros' gamer tags but I'd say Blitz was the EXACT level with DECEPTIBOT_420 (not his actual PSN tag). That guy was regarded as the GOD of jet classes (Scientist class) on the PS3 Fall Of Cybertron community. Blitz and that guy had beef for awhile on his LSDMTE account (I started it, my bad...) and had a back and forth until the servers shut down for the game. Their beef never ended. Also, Blitz was part of a fucking clan! That show's he's a fucking pro!
Blazin' Blitz: Ahem, TOO MUCH FUCKING INFORMATION!!! No one reading will even care so shut up about the things I did in a dead PS3 game.
Lilly: You were one of the top 30 players though...
Blazin' Blitz: I wasn't on the leaderboards...
Lilly: I meant skills wise, there were times when the one team couldn't end a whole enemy team of pros's kill streaks and you were the only one in the goddamn losing team that actually ended their kill streaks. Fucking legend!
Kate: Lilly's fangirling for Blitz, that's actually funny.
Humphrey: Simp alert!
Lilly: If you saw how Blitz used to play back in the day, you'd simp too-
Garth: SHE OPENLY ADMITTED SHE SIMPS FOR BLITZ!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!
Iris: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!
Kate: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!
Humphrey: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!
Joker: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!
Blazin' Blitz: It's your fault for showing off my shit in the first place...
Humphrey: She reminds me of Gi-hun from Squid Game.
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Squid Game
Nobody:
Gi-hun: This guy graduated from the SNU Business University...
The Lounge
Nobody:
Lilly: Blitz was a fucking goat at Transformers Fall Of Cybertron...
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Kate: Not gonna lie, that cracked me up, lol.