"At least it doesn't work like the portal machine that Entrapta and Hordak built," Scorpia said. Not touching the conscription bit, nope. "When that one was turned on, a lot of things got broken. Like... reality. It was super weird."
And yep, Crowley, that's a seeming contradiction you'll have to get used to with her. Yes, she's basically a walking tank who could probably snap most people she meets in half without much trouble. But she's also a big, buff cream puff most of the time.
"Well, your loss then," she said, taking a big bite out of one of her cookies before she realized he'd asked her another question.
She attempted to reply, but quickly realized that the mouthful of cookie was making her words unintelligible. After quickly swallowing she tried again. "Nope, I'm the only one like me," she said. "Well, the only one like me now. Or at least I think I am; everyone in my family was a scorpion; maybe everyone in my whole kingdom! But... I haven't seen anyone else like me since I was really young. Not in person, anyway." There was the photo she had of her mothers, and the now nameless members of the royal Scorpion family adorning the walls of Horror Hall... but that was as close as she'd come to another of her people for as long as she could remember. Something else she tried not to think too hard about.
"How about you?", she asked, latching onto the natural change of subject. "Does everyone from your world have wings?"
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Date: 2019-12-31 07:13 am (UTC)And yep, Crowley, that's a seeming contradiction you'll have to get used to with her. Yes, she's basically a walking tank who could probably snap most people she meets in half without much trouble. But she's also a big, buff cream puff most of the time.
"Well, your loss then," she said, taking a big bite out of one of her cookies before she realized he'd asked her another question.
She attempted to reply, but quickly realized that the mouthful of cookie was making her words unintelligible. After quickly swallowing she tried again. "Nope, I'm the only one like me," she said. "Well, the only one like me now. Or at least I think I am; everyone in my family was a scorpion; maybe everyone in my whole kingdom! But... I haven't seen anyone else like me since I was really young. Not in person, anyway." There was the photo she had of her mothers, and the now nameless members of the royal Scorpion family adorning the walls of Horror Hall... but that was as close as she'd come to another of her people for as long as she could remember. Something else she tried not to think too hard about.
"How about you?", she asked, latching onto the natural change of subject. "Does everyone from your world have wings?"