GLoG XXII: Ahhhhhh!!!! They're after us!!

[billtodamax]

The Nac Mac Feegle continues to headbutt it in the chest, with a few kicks thrown in. It scurries around to stop getting hit by the lasers, with occasional cries of Ya pansy! and Nac Mac Feegle!

[Ashen Lilies]

The little blue man can move faster than the speed of light. This calls for gratuitous amounts of firepower.

Eventually the drone's cries for help are answered by another drone, which fires Depleted Uranium Sporks at the first drone's chest at a rate of roughly 600 sporks per minute.

[billtodamax]

The forks probably collide with the chest of the droid, as the Nac Mac Feelge is now on its back.
Bigjobs! It cried, in between bouts of kicking and headbutting. Nac Mac Feegle wha hae!

[Ashen Lilies]

Unfortunately, the drone is not impervious to its own ammunition (a weakness designed after the robot revolution), and the sporks are probably ripping right through the drone and out the back at high speed.

Anyway, the first drone falls over, and the second drone rolls over, firing at the mass of shredded metal, intent on eliminating this invading pest. If only they could have been this zealous when the twibbles were around.

[billtodamax]

The Nac Mac Feegle scurries down the body of the first droid, then makes a mad rush mto the second, attempting to climb up its wheel-mabob

[Ashen Lilies]

And as soon as Mr. Mac Feegle climbs onto the wheel the drone spins and revs rapidly in place, attempting to turn Mr. Mac Feegle into a Mr. Mac Burger. My my, these drones are quite intelligent aren't they? Quite a step above the level ones and their swarm tactics (though criminally underused as a result).

[banjo1985]

Jenna undeadtimes in her room. She can hear the commotion, and decides to go take a look.

The sight of a tiny blue man attacking one of GLoG's droids is not something she was particularly expecting.

"Oookaaay...."

[Ashen Lilies]

Jazirian is standing on the ceiling. Oh you rascally rogue you.
"It happens."

[billtodamax]

Ach, stick it up yer trakkens. said the Feegle as it leapt upward in an attempt to grab the chest of the droid.

[Ashen Lilies]

Success! Only the drone is now slamming itself into a wall. The drone is armored. The aquamarine scotsman, probably less so.

[billtodamax]

The pictsie keep running around the chest so as not to be on the part that rams itsself into the wall. A flurry of headbuts and kicks assailing it all the while.
Gie you sich a kickin'!

[banjo1985]

Jenna smiles and waves at Jazirian. Her mood is much improved today.

"Heh, you don't have to tell me. Say, you haven't seen Wenomir around have you? I kind of made an idiot of myself and I need to apologise..."

Her gaze keeps straying to the tiny man attacking the droid. It's actually quite entertaining.

[Ashen Lilies]

"Not recently. I haven't been undeadtimed in a while you see."
He continues... standing on the ceiling.

The drone rushes outside and into the pool, hopefully attempting to drown the little bastard. Whether it succeeds or not it moot, as these drones were not made waterproof.
...
Zappy Zappy!

[banjo1985]

"Oh well, I'm sure I'll catch up with him sooner or later."

She shrugs and sits down on a sofa in between Jazirian and the fight, taking occasional glaces at the tiny blue man and the droid.

"Where did the little guy come from? I didn't know Terry Pratchett had a room here?"

[billtodamax]

Ye bastid! The Feegle yelled as it leapt off the drone as it probably careened into the pool. He looks over to Jenna and Jazarian.
What're ye lookin' at? Bigjobs!

[Ashen Lilies]

That's when the drone's nuclear reactor core exploded.
...
Why am I so intent on killing this thing? Because.

[banjo1985]

"Bigjobs?"

Jenna looks down at herself, and realisation dawns. Her face reddens in embarressment.

"Oh....right. Well....thanks for noticing!"

She gives the little blue guy a winning smile and turns to Jazirian, eyebrow raised.

"They aren't that big...are they?"

[billtodamax]

So half the building was wiped out? Probably more? Nuclear explosions are bigger than that, silly KK.

[Ashen Lilies]

...
It was a small nuclear reactor.

In other news, I think we need a new pool.

"...
I think he was referring to you being bigger than he is. He is a gnome of some sort, after all."

[banjo1985]

Jenna can't hide her disappointment, though she tries.

"Oh...well, that's a relief!"

She looks over at the little Droid-Slayer.

"You don't think we should stop him at all?"

[Ashen Lilies]

Jazirian's expression right now: ._.

...

I think you broke him.

[billtodamax]

A small nuclear reactor? Uh... anyway.
The feegle has run away from the pool through spectacular knowledge of the fourth wall, and now finds himself staring at Jazarian.
Nac Mac Feegle! then he attempts to kick him in the shin.

[banjo1985]

"...Are you okay?"

She looks at Jazirian with concern. It's okay though, as the little blue guy now seems to be trying to kickstart him.

[Ashen Lilies]

Jazirian is standing on the ceiling. I doubt the little blue bastard could reach him.

"You really are a little blue bastard aren't you?"

[billtodamax]

Who're ye callin' a barstid? Ya git. Said the feegle as he jumped to try and reach Jazarian.

[banjo1985]

Jenna sighs as the little blue chap continues his assault. She stands up and takes a closer look at him.

"Where did you come from Smalljobs?"

[The Bushranger]

"No problem." says Susan. "You would have done the same."

I would, Quinn says with an acknowledging nod as a drone delivers a glass of water, filled with electolytes and nutritional supplements, and she downs it appreciatvely. The difference being, it is part of my reason for being, I guess, to help people in need. You did it merely because you wished to - which isn't to say I wouldn't want to, but I guess you understand what I mean...

[TwoBitWriter]

Jonlas, in his evil roguish-assassin character form, undeadtimes, still waiting outside the door to GLoG.

[Morty]

Wenomir is in the kitchen, eating something.

[banjo1985]

Sighing at the sudden disappearance of the Nac Mac Feegle, Jenna wanders off into the kitchen, finding Wenomir. Her face colours as the feather on her staff begins to glow red.

"Hi...I think I owe you an apology."