Warioware! The Filthy, Golden Voyage!

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Mike frowned, this was terrible so far. Nobody but the doctor wanted to sing! He sighed, walking off and sitting down, moping. "My name is Mike~ Come on, let's robo-karaoke...~" He sang quietly to himself, oil leaking out of his eyes as he began to cry. He looked upwards, sobbing loudly. "Doctor i'm leaking again~!" He cried, putting his face into his hands.

Dr. Crygor rolled his eyes, getting out of bed. "Now, now, Mike! That isn't possible-" Mike was leaking terribly, his eyes like mini-oil waterfalls. Where he kept it all was a good question. Crygor patted the robot on the back, smiling. "Miiike! It's alright~! Just run program 72-A!" He cheered, as Mike froze. "Running program 72-A. Sleep mode, engaged.... No... Dooooctooor...." His head fell, zonking out. His leaks instantly stopping. Crygor clapped with glee. "Works every time!" He said, walking towards the frightened alien and tilting his head slightly. "Orbulon, what are you doing, dear boy?" He questioned, noting Ashley. They did have a bad history... Wario was terrible at selecting who to send as a team, wasn't he? He had to make a bright side to this. "Ehhh... Look at it this way," He started, smiling at the alien and scratching his revealed bald spot. "Wario surely sent her so you'd both learn to get along, surely if you two were to SCREW THIS UP AND NOT WORK TOGETHER, you'd both get fired! Isn't it funny how the world works?" He coughed, walking away. "Now, i have to think of a good way to advertise! Excuse me~!"

[gardevoirgirl76]

Oh, this seemed quite humilating for the alien, to be scared when Ashley hasn't actually done anything besides stare at him with her usual expression. As one part of her wanted to teach him a lesson, she felt like this wasn't the time. Besides, Orbulon was that pilot of this "spaceship", right? Personally, this whole "bad history" thing between her and him wasn't that much of a big problem to her, and that he should get over it some time sooner or later. Except, it wasn't going to be like that any time soon, and that flight wouldn't start until the pilot gets a hold of himself. That was when the scientist mentions that this could be a way to get the both to get along. Honestly, Ashley didn't care about her job, she was only 8, right? Maybe she wanted to have some other place and time to practrice magic, which was this job, but other than that, she had no mind for that. Silently, she stares at Orbulon for a moment, and then shakes her head before walking away from him. She wasn't the type to help out the afraid alien, and that she did not want to start an "episode" so soon, like now.

[RipperTheRoo]

Orbulon, takes a long and deep breath, and collects himself. "F-Fine, but I don't want that witch near me! You understa-" Seeing that everyone had left, the alien just sighs sadly to himself. "And here I thought this was gonna be enjoyable voyage." Cracking his fingers, he jumps onto the captains chair, and starts the take off sequence.

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"Man! What's up with this game? Is it broken or something?"

9-Volt continues to shake one of Mike's microphone, like a rattle, trying to get what he thought was some new "Voice activated" game to work. With a frustrated groan, the crew's addition brings the microphone closer to his eye to inspect the "controller" further. Blinking, he nervously looks around, and brings the controller to his mouth.

"...U-Uh... hmmm... A....B....C....D..................efg?......"

(I know it's a small post, and I'm not going to say sorry again because I've been saying it to almost everyone all week. I'm slowly inching my way back into roleplaying, I've been preoccupied with other things. I'll have a larger post up as soon as possible.)