33rd Invasion

[moemoetentacles]

[Action; 462 Stone Street]

[So, ever since Squid Girl got a new set of role models who happen to be gangsters, she's been behaving more and more erratically and irresponsibly.  And since she's also alienated herself from the only non-drone in her house, there's no one to prevent her from doing incredibly stupid things.  It was really kind of inevitable that eventually she'd end up hurting herself.

And from the looks of things on outside 462 Stone Street, that's exactly what happened today.  Passersby will notice Squid Girl collapsed on her knees on the front lawn, crying hysterically and covering one of her eyes with her hands.  There's also a BB gun lying nearby.  It's probably not too hard to figure out what happened here.]

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...!  My eye!  My eye!  It hurts, it hurts!

Comments

[headfullofempty]

Oh, kinda messed up huh? That's okay, it can tough learning how to use one of those things on your own. You shoulda called me.

[Have some gentle headpats.]

Looks like quite a shiner. I've seen worse though. You'll pull through.

[moemoetentacles]

What should I do? I don't think I can even see out of it!

[She removes her hand, looking around and frowning.]

[headfullofempty]

Hmm..... I hear steak helps with a black eye. Do you want me to take you out for dinner?

[No Deuce, wrong]

[moemoetentacles]

Okay... but can we get carrots with the steak too? I heard eating those is supposed to help too. Oh, and I have to keep ice on my face.

[headfullofempty]

Sure! Any decent restaurant has to have carrots too. C'mon kid, let's go. My treat.


Oh, and don't forget your hat.

[moemoetentacles]

Okay, hold on.

[Squid Girl runs inside, coming out with a bag of ice strapped to her face with rubber bands and wearing a snappy looking fedora.]

[headfullofempty]

[He waits for her to come back, then takes her to the only restaurant in town where you can actually get steak.]

See Kid, the first thing you gotta remember, is always have your hat. It's important.

[moemoetentacles]

Right, the hat! Maybe that's why I missed!

[headfullofempty]

Hats are important, Kid. Remember that.

And don't sweat it, I'll show you how to use the gun. If I can learn it, anyone can.

[moemoetentacles]

Okay! Sounds good.

[She's almost forgotten about the pain. Except for having ice fastened to half her face.]

[headfullofempty]

[This is Mayfield, so I assume they have a mediocre steak dinner. He also thinks it's a good idea to get dessert.]

Best thing to learn the gun is target practice. We should go to the park. There's tons of things to shoot in the park.

Your eye feel any better?

[moemoetentacles]

It's kind of just numb now.

[headfullofempty]

That's probably a good sign. At least it doesn't hurt now.

[moemoetentacles]

How long do I leave it on?

[headfullofempty]

[He shrugs.]

I dunno. It's probably fine if you take it off now.

[moemoetentacles]

Okay...

[She unstraps it.]

How does it look?

[headfullofempty]

Puffy. And bruised. But you'll be okay! Worst case scenario is you gotta get a cool eyepatch.

[moemoetentacles]

Ooooh, that would look pretty cool!

[headfullofempty]

See? Gotta look on the bright side. The Boss once got his eye stabbed out with a cigarette holder. Didn't even slow him down.

[moemoetentacles]

Wow, the Boss is even cooler than I thought!

[headfullofempty]

The Boss is even cooler than that! You'll never meet anyone cooler.

He took an empty desert and made it into a big city. Built a whole new society outta nothing.

[Deuce is very impressed with his boss.]

[moemoetentacles]

Where did he find people to live there?

[headfullofempty]

Other exiles. After the war, a lot of us ended up there.

[moemoetentacles]

Wow...

[headfullofempty]

It was pretty bad at first. Nothin' but sand all around. But the Boss didn't let that stop him.


Without him, we all woulda died.