I shall be blunt. I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT I'M DOING!!!

[clumsy_moe_appeal]

[1]

[Its a regular night like any other. Maybe you decided on a walk, maybe you needed a late night snack at someplace you knew was still open... hell, maybe you had to do overtime at work because some schlub needed you to fill in for him/her because the aforementioned schlub bailed on you. Either way you find yourself pulled head over heels into some kind of snare trap before getting flung into a net suspended in the air!]

Ahahaha! I've finally got you!!!

[There's a long wail of a guitar and the sound of screeching tires as a motorbike ramps up across the street and skids in front of the net you're currently occupying! From how he's postioned... this man somehow had managed to play that riff while sending the bike he was using as a platform at full speed. From what you can tell.... there is seriously something wrong with this man.]



Aah, to think you've evaded me for this long because of Daijuuji Kurou... but no one can get away from this Century's... no...THIS MILLENIUM'S Greatest SUPER Genius!!!

DOCTAAAAAAAH-



-WEEEEEEEEEEST!

[It seems there might be a case of mistaken identity here... care to correct him? Then again this man's weird enough as it is... talking to him might be a very risky prospect on its own.]


[2]

[A fight's broken out somewhere - be it the city, the rolling hills, the steep mountain ranges or the foaming sea shore! For the moment it seems to be a stalemate.... then..]

WAAAAAAIT RIGHT THERE!!!

[There's the wailing of a guitar... No. There is NO possible way-]

You lower life forms and your inferior High-Grade Models have no chance against the unbelivable genius of-



DOCTOR WEST~!!!

[-Nevermind. Its this guy. But what is different this time is that he's standing upon the top of a truly MASSIVE (More or less... given the standard definition of massive when it comes to mecha in any case) robot. The machine itself is festooned with an impressive array of cannons, missiles and beams - with several massive drill arms and armor so thick it would take massive amounts of raw power to punch through! It.... also looks like a giant drum can. With Limbs. Soak in that image for a while. A stray shot from the battlefield nearly ganks him - though fortunately... or unfortunately depending on your perspective he was pulled back into his machine by his co-pilot.]



Doctor. They're still firing-Robo.

[The good doctor however seems to be considering other matters.... like the charred hairs slowly falling from his head.]



....GAAAAAAAH!!!!!!! MY HAIR! ELSA! THEY DAMAGED MY BEAUTIFULLY PERFECTED AND WELL MAINTAINED LOCKS! THIS IS UNFORGIVABLE! BLAST THEM! FIREFIREFIREFIRE!!! FIRE EVERYTHING!

[Elsa just shakes her head - she still complies though as the Destroyer Robot just lays into the offending shooter's faction.]

Doctor... you're an idiot -Robo.

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[gift_of_magus]

[The small girl you've captured is not amused.]

Really.

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[clumsy_moe_appeal]

Ahahahahaha- Eh?

[DOCTOR WEST! SUPER GENIUS - is momentarily distracted, observing Eibon with much surprise. Then he blinks... and laughs triumphantly, as if he solved a mystery that only DOCTOR WEST, Paragon of Science!_(tm) could solve.]

Yes! Really! To think that you would attempt as something as childishly simple as changing your hair color to escape me Al Azif, but the all seeing eyes of a man of my profound intelligence can't be fooled by such a tacky dye job!

[He fails to notice several other things that set Eibon apart from Al, but either way he's going to revel in his self proclaimed victory.]

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[gift_of_magus]

A tacky...imbecile!

I am the Book of Eibon, not some bratty penny dreadful penned by an insane arab! If you're going to dabble in the dark arts you should know that there are grimoires far more ancient than the Necronomicon.

Now let me down, mortal!

[clumsy_moe_appeal]

Im.... IMBECILE?!?!

[Oh Eibon, the fact that he overlooked the whole fact that you were a grimore much older than Al Azif just because you insulted his intelligence means so very much to this situation. Dr West recoiled as if hammered in the face with a wooden mallet.]

I'm BRILLIANT! If I am an Imbecile then what does that make you then Bon-bon? After all I caught you in this cunningly brilliant trap that any grimoire would fall prey to!

[Oh... oh god. Did he just refer to Eibon as 'BON-BON'?! Clearly Dr West is pushing his ability to survive to its very limits just by giving a grimoire a most terribly unsuitable nickname for their stature.]

[gift_of_magus]

Cunningly brilliant for a sea sponge, maybe.

[Eibon breaks apart into a storm of pages, and slips out through the net's holes.]

[clumsy_moe_appeal]

Ahahahaha! Well played Bon-bon, but I have planned SPECIFICALLY for this sort of gambit to be played! Feel the irresistable force of the West-Style Super Fuujin Vortex!

[With that Dr West drew out a most fearsome weapon - pointing them at the storm of pages with and hitting the trigger. Eibon would find herself being pitted against the most truly fearsome weapon a grimore (as well as several species of animal) would find themselves weak to battle against! A VACUUM!]

Ah, perhaps you may see me as a Sea Sponge, but my brilliance shines through that all other existences in this ocean called life cannot help but to gravitate towards me.

[gift_of_magus]

[The rampant pages are captured, funneled, and diverted to the attached glass box where they can be put on display. Of course, Eibon pulls herself together there.]

I-

You-

What foul sorcery is this?!