Post by SinclairGodfrey on Feb 7, 2023 22:30:40 GMT -5
The heavy metal door of the Disney Vault slowly swung open, and Sinclair blinked before she burst from it. Her hands grabbed at the sides of the door, and she looked around wildly. The Oblivion Death Squad stood there, staring at her. Donzig stood a few feet away, looking bloody and slightly burned. Bandages covered his form, some of them spotted with blood. Ludicrously somehow had wrapped bandages around the mask.
The Scourge held a keyblade in his hands, turning it slowly about as he inspected it with a bemused air.
Donzig: This is ineffective as a key or a blade.
Mormo grunted, and then spoke rapidly in Albanian. Moloch nodded in agreement, adding a few words here and there as Sinclair shook her head in disgust. Donzig looked up, grunting as he tilted his head.
Donzig: Ridiculous, Mickey Mouse could never challenge Sephiroth. Let alone Ursula.
Mormo shrugged, and Moloch growled something else. Donzig stared at him, sniffing before he flung the keylade away.
Donzig: No, not even if he is a Keyblade Master. Is this what you both do in your free time?
Mormo and Moloch stared at each other, and then shook their heads as they spoke over each other rapidly. Donzig inclined his head, shrugging before he looked back to Sinclair.
Sinclair: Where is Marty?!
Donzig: On his way to Portland I imagine, one hopes he is Shaghai-ed.
Mormo blinked, and said something.
Donzig: It was the Shanghai capital of the west coast, honestly all that nonsense about the Mouse and his keyblade? And you didn’t know that?
Sinclair: What happened?
Sinclair was staring at Donzig again, the Scourge looked rough as he limped around the ringside as the crew was tearing down the Terrordome.
Donzig: The Sheik and I tried to murder each other, the ring exploded, and I likely have a concussion.
Mormo looked to Sinclair, nodding slowly as Moloch shrugged. Sinclair sighed, she knew that ‘likely’ meant he did.
Donzig: Oh, and Wesley Crane won the world title.
Sinclair: WHAT?!?
Donzig shrugged, leaning on the barricade with a taped hand.
Donzig: At least we missed the press conference.
Sinclair: Why didn’t anyone get me out of the Vault?
Donzig turned to stare at her, a hand waving absently before he stopped to stare at it. Blood soaked the bandages, and he grunted before he continued.
Donzig: I don’t think the crew likes you, my dear.
Sinclair scowled at that, and the ODS shrugged as Donzig snorted.
Donzig: I will have them punished, don’t worry.
Sinclair smiled at that.
Sinclair: Anything else?
Donzig: Wakanda Forever is streaming now.
Sinclair gaped at him as he staggered up the ramp, and the Death Squad fell into place behind him. Sinclair stared at him, gaping.
Sinclair: What does that even mean?
Donzig said nothing, but he bent down to pick up a cracked looking plastic replica of the Inifinity Gauntlet. He turned it in his hands, inspecting it absently before he looked up at the three around him.
Donzig: This can’t be the Real Infinity Gauntlet, the Living Tribunal said it could never again be assembled in our universe in Infinity War.
Sinclair: It’s a prop.
Donzig tossed it aside, heading back up the ramp as she fell in beside him.
The Scourge held a keyblade in his hands, turning it slowly about as he inspected it with a bemused air.
Donzig: This is ineffective as a key or a blade.
Mormo grunted, and then spoke rapidly in Albanian. Moloch nodded in agreement, adding a few words here and there as Sinclair shook her head in disgust. Donzig looked up, grunting as he tilted his head.
Donzig: Ridiculous, Mickey Mouse could never challenge Sephiroth. Let alone Ursula.
Mormo shrugged, and Moloch growled something else. Donzig stared at him, sniffing before he flung the keylade away.
Donzig: No, not even if he is a Keyblade Master. Is this what you both do in your free time?
Mormo and Moloch stared at each other, and then shook their heads as they spoke over each other rapidly. Donzig inclined his head, shrugging before he looked back to Sinclair.
Sinclair: Where is Marty?!
Donzig: On his way to Portland I imagine, one hopes he is Shaghai-ed.
Mormo blinked, and said something.
Donzig: It was the Shanghai capital of the west coast, honestly all that nonsense about the Mouse and his keyblade? And you didn’t know that?
Sinclair: What happened?
Sinclair was staring at Donzig again, the Scourge looked rough as he limped around the ringside as the crew was tearing down the Terrordome.
Donzig: The Sheik and I tried to murder each other, the ring exploded, and I likely have a concussion.
Mormo looked to Sinclair, nodding slowly as Moloch shrugged. Sinclair sighed, she knew that ‘likely’ meant he did.
Donzig: Oh, and Wesley Crane won the world title.
Sinclair: WHAT?!?
Donzig shrugged, leaning on the barricade with a taped hand.
Donzig: At least we missed the press conference.
Sinclair: Why didn’t anyone get me out of the Vault?
Donzig turned to stare at her, a hand waving absently before he stopped to stare at it. Blood soaked the bandages, and he grunted before he continued.
Donzig: I don’t think the crew likes you, my dear.
Sinclair scowled at that, and the ODS shrugged as Donzig snorted.
Donzig: I will have them punished, don’t worry.
Sinclair smiled at that.
Sinclair: Anything else?
Donzig: Wakanda Forever is streaming now.
Sinclair gaped at him as he staggered up the ramp, and the Death Squad fell into place behind him. Sinclair stared at him, gaping.
Sinclair: What does that even mean?
Donzig said nothing, but he bent down to pick up a cracked looking plastic replica of the Inifinity Gauntlet. He turned it in his hands, inspecting it absently before he looked up at the three around him.
Donzig: This can’t be the Real Infinity Gauntlet, the Living Tribunal said it could never again be assembled in our universe in Infinity War.
Sinclair: It’s a prop.
Donzig tossed it aside, heading back up the ramp as she fell in beside him.
