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In Which The Overlord Compromises A Previously-Held Stance

He'd said he hated it. That was still true.

He'd said it'd be nothing like the real thing. That was still true.

He'd said he'd never do it. And that... was where he had to change his mind.

Months stuck as a book (and that one time, a big robot for the party) had taken their toll. He'd ignored it, he'd dealt with it, he'd shrugged it off like it was no big deal. And really, it wasn't. He still had his mana power, and that was really what mattered. Getting everything else back was just a matter of patience and kicking ass.

But damn it, he really freaking missed arms!

So today the sensorium held not a book in the arms of a vapidly cheerful minion, but a tall demon with literal fire for hair and swirling mana around his legs, examining his hands as he slowly flexed them.

"Hmph. Not as good as the original... but, better than I had hoped," he said out loud.

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But Zetta wasn't about to let Lash just flop like that. As soon as she was down, he Invited a healer, who lifted her staff to cast a heal spell on Lash the moment she hit the ground.

It took a few seconds before Lash stood up, nearly pushing the healer away to get back into the battle, hands battle position...only to realize it was all over. Unceremoniously, she flopped back to the ground, one arm on her cheek as she sat, legs crossed.

"Awwwwww! I lost!"

"Of course you lost," Zetta said, grinning broadly as he walked over to her. "Everything and everyone loses against me, because I'm the most badass freaking Overlord in the cosmos!"

He offered her a hand to pull her back to her feet again. "But you did pretty damn good. I underestimated you a little. You're a lot nastier than your status screen indicates... and frankly, that was one of the most fun fights I've had in a long time."

Like Lash would let any of those words sway her. "Nu-uh, no way! I'm the most badass freaking...Wunderkind in the universe! MY universe anyway. I'm sure I could find a way to beat you...in time." You heard that? That was Lash maybe admitting that maybe you were right.

Maybe.

She took the hand and stood back up, brushing her coat, looking at him confused. "Status screen...so I look like a tactical role playing game to you?" Yes Lash. Yes you did. "And of course I'm nasty! I used to be part of Black Hole. You know, the bad guys who did the whole world domination thing. Like I said during the fight, I invented most of the weapons used in the wars on our world. Plus, I was a commanding officer." Lash shrugged but grinned. "But okay, baring the fact that I lost...that was also one of the most fun fights I've had for a long time as well.

"That IS my game's genre," Zetta said. Ha ha, Disgaeaverse and your wacky transparent fourth walls. "And you're thinking too small. World domination is one thing, but there's a lot of worlds out there!

"...the death ray was damn cool, though," he said, glancing up at where it had been before looking back to her. "So. You want to try something like that again sometime? I got some apprentices who could use a shock..."

"..." Which if course meant it passed right over Lash's head. Some concepts were better left somewhat unexplained. "I stopped the whole world domination thing when the Bolt Guard aka the new Black Hole leaders tried to kill me and Hawke. Then, I was part of the Alliance! You know, traitors, being part of the good guys, beating up your own troupes and watching your old, dumb allies that you never liked in the first place get frustrated because of you." She laughed. "It was pretty great."

"Oh that," she snickered, pretending it wasn't such a huge thing. "You didn't see the airship, or the bigger black bombs! I wish I had more building material here, kinda hard to make weapons when there's not enough steel to go around. The Death Ray was something Sturm asked me to make to protect the rocket base." You know. Make something. And she makes a giant death ray. She couldn't help but grin wildly when he went on. "Name the time and place. Whoever those apprentices are, I'll give them a taste of the old wunderkind in action, tee hee hee!"

"Hyaaa ha ha ha ha! Good! They've been getting too complacent lately," he said with a broad grin. "Just remember they're my apprentices."

Oh man, this was gonna be sweet.

And then Zetta had a terrible, horrible, nasty idea. "So you're good at tinkering with stuff, huh. How'd you like to work on a couple things I got lying around?"

"I'm pretty good at keeping people on their toes," she agreed. "Look at how all the other nations had to band together just to defeat us and..." Yeah and they defeated you, Lash.

She fought the urge to ask if it was a robot frame to give him a body and mobility to hold his book form, but bit her tongue. Horrible, nasty idea? That sounded like something Lash could get behind.

"I'd say keep talking."

"You were at my training session," he said. "You saw the robots I got from that hedgehog guy."

He paused for dramatic effect.

"Don't tell me you don't have a couple ideas."

"The hedgehog guy," she repeated, before rubbing her chin thoughtfully. No pausing for dramatic effect because that's not how she rolled. Mostly. "A good inventor has millions of ideas, but only picks the best ones once they know what materials they have to work worth." Pause.

"Maybe a rapid-fire gun that shoots Prinnes."

"Hmm. It MIGHT work so long as the Prinnies only technically existed on the battlefield as part of an attack," Zetta said. There was an Invite limit, after all, but that didn't apply to attacks.

"Maybe I could try to see what causes them to explode and just copy that, then," she replied. Any gun that shoot out exploding stuff was good enough for her after all. "Can they be called upon in a rapid succession if they are part of an attack?"

"I think it's just because a Prinny's life is destined to suck," Zetta said. "And yeah, they can. Not my normal style, but it can be done."

"Let's try it!" Now? "Like right now! The sensorium is the best place to do tinkering anyway, it's like having an unlimited amount of undoes and retries when you do a building project."

"All right," he said, lacing his fingers together to crack his knuckles (which resulted in a spurt of purple energy, which was just alarming to see). "You want a Prinny cannon or just a Prinny attack?"

She had already caused a large comical gun to appear in her hands. There was a large funnel-like vacuum on top.

"Maybe if you try making them appear on top, I can suck them inside this and shoot them out."

It was crazy enough it might work! Or cause the gun to explode.

"All right!" Zetta said, clearly just as enabled by Lash as she was by him. He lifted up a hand, gathered power around it, then thrust it out in a dramatic gesture. "Badass Prinny Reckoning!"

A gleam in the arbitrary sky resolved into several Prinnies hurtling towards Lash in sheer terror.

They were right to be afraid. This was, perhaps, defying the laws of...well physics, reality and so on ,but Lash really didn't care at the moment. There were sucked in like a vacuum, stuck in a tiny amount of space together. The first Prinny appeared out at the end of the gungcannon, its beak and head sticking out.

"Dood!? You're killing us off!?"

"Nah. I'm just making you explode."

3...2...1!

She fired the first round and the Prinny flew off.

"Dood! I can flyyyyyyy! I can really fly-"

It landed in the middle of the ground, beak stuck in the ground and then...it exploded, sending a bunch of chunks flying their way.

Zetta watched the arc of the Prinny, grinning as it detonated with enough force to rustle his fire-slash-hair.

"I gotta say, Lash... you've got style."

Enough to make Lash's own afro hair stand backwards ~~and be on fire. Literally~~.

"Yeah I know," she said with her usual confidence. "Life would be pretty boring if you couldn't do stuff like this." Then again it came from a girl who had been building weapons all her life. "Gotta admit the ship's given me more fun time than back home." And less places she had to run away from.

"You'd make a good scientist demon," he said. "Seeing stuff like this almost makes me glad all this crap happened."

"Wait wait wait." She held up one hand, the other still holding the gun as another Prinny was visible, beak only. "A Scientist Demon? Doesn't the very concept of a mana-powered demon who practices science create some sort of Universal Paradox?"

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"Why would it?" The Overlord Invited one of his minions, who crashed to the ground in that inexplicably non-damaging fashion, a bazooka slung over one shoulder. Said minion grinned and waved at Lash (possibly not entirely platonically?!).

"It's not terribly common among lesser Overlords, but at the higher levels we use technology as well as magic and physical techniques."

Oh damn, that was a really nice bazooka. Wait was that minion giving her the eye or what uhhhh, moving on....

"Really? I just figured since some of the people here tend to be either magic or science camp..." she trailed off before firing a Prinny from the gun.

BOOM.

"...because science is really fun."

Yes she was. Guess why!

"My brother was the science sort," he said, watching the Prinny fly with evident satisfaction. "My other brother was the magic sort. Me, I kind of like breaking the laws of physics with just pure awesomeness on my part."

And so ends the awesomest battle on the internet.

Well played good sir. Enjoy that well earned Fro Wig

...that would look unbelievable on Zetta.

The fro, the fro, the fro is on fire

We don't need no water, let the mother PRINNY, DOOD burn.

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And then we pretended this icon was a huge gun going off.

Hey, Lash is in a skirt in that icon! ^.^

Yeah I play her in another game where she's in a school. But this Lash would never wear a skirt :|

/fanservice beaaaaaam!

She wears it because she has to. Mostly.

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