I came in like a Pokeball...

[these_balls]

Who: ANYONE AND EVERYONE
Where: ANYWHERE AND EVERYWHERE
When: November 27 - 29
Summary: GET IN HERE AND MINGLE
Rating: BUT PLEASE MARK YOUR THREAD CONTENT ACCORDINGLY
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[cobraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa]

[Since he's a jerk, Cobra Commander's just going to laugh while Blake is attacked by the blobs.]

It ssseems running me out of town has become a far ssstickier sssituation than you must've assumed it would be! Not so easy now, is it?

[lieutenantantichrist]

[Blake yanks a purple blob off his face. He pulls his gun free, but it is being hugged to death by another blob who has apparently become best friends with it.]

All right, this asskicking is going to be half for the terrorism and half for that pun!

[The angry, purple-blotched cop charges in pure vengeful rage, Ditto coating and all]

[cobraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa]

[He should probably move. But instead he'll just stand here and continue to run his mouth.]

As if you were in the condition to do anything right now!

[Surely one of those Dittos will trip him, right? ...right?]

[lieutenantantichrist]

[That it will. Dittos do not make an excellent surface when it comes to traction, and Blake's goo-covered foot loses purchase on the ground and flies out from under him. His momentum hurtles him forward, and now what's rolling rapidly toward Cobra is a swearing mass of violence, cop, and Transform Pokemon.]

[cobraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa]

[And of course, it takes Cobra a while to realize that he should've definitely moved before when he had the chance and he wasn't about to get run over.]

What? Get away from me! Retreat! Retreeaaaaaaat!

[He tries to run, but ends up getting run over by his own blobs, contributing to what is apparently some sort of horrible katamari of anger.]

[lieutenantantichrist]

[naaaa na na na na na na na you better try to turn and fleeee~

Blake would be triumphant at terrifying Cobra if he weren't in the middle of a flailing, spinning maelstrom.

It's only picking up speed as it hurtles on course to smash right into Cobra and his army.

The Dittos seem to be having a wonderful time!]

[cobraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa]

Unhand me, you...you...

[Yes, he is somehow demanding Blake somehow get him out of the stupid blob that he's trapped in too. That is entirely Cobra's fault. And is reminding him of why he avoided using these stupid things during his long stay in Johto before.]

This is all your fault!

[lieutenantantichrist]

You first, asshole!

[They are two halves of a giant, flailing purple wad.]

You're the one who tried to make a damn blob army, idiot!

[Blake is going to salvage something productive out of this mess by attempting to turn some of that flailing into the noble pursuit of punching Cobra in the head.]

[cobraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa]

Sssstop tha-

[There's a yelp because he sure is getting punched in the face inside the giant blob he accidentally sort of created here. This is what his life has become. Why did he even come back to this place?

...oh right because it seemed easier to take over than back home.]

You'll pay for that! You'll paaaaaaaaaay!

[Of course he is doing nothing to get out of the blob or at least out of punching range.]