Wait, perhaps you can help. From your helmet I can charge you have been here long enough--
BSBuried-Soul Head1
Yes pilgrim, I, in life, was a personal guard to the great Caesar.
BSBuried-Soul Head2
Nuh uh. Liar. You choked on a popsicle stick at a Halloween party.
BSBuried-Soul Head1
Oh tell everyone why don't ya--
BSBuried-Soul Head2
Everybody knows. Why do ya think you're in hell? 'Cause ya fuckin lying.
Things return to normal in the lives of the Ventures. The Monarch confronts Dr. Girlfriend in a mall food court while his new henchmen stumble upon the Venture family shopping.
2#21
Are you the bully of your school? Or the even the victim of bullying? Do you watch movies about costumed heroes and think, "Wow, that guy's a pussy. I sure hope a much cooler bad guy kicks his ass."?
2#24
(unconvincingly) Wow, it's like you were reading my mind.
2#21
I am not a mind reader, stranger. You, like so many others, are drawn to this sexy, action-packed lifestyle of the professional henchman.
2#24
But I could never be a henchman. I am just a normal guy who is between the age of 18 and 30. A loner and lacks ties to friends and family.
2#21
You, stranger, are the perfect candidate for costumed aggression.
GMGang Member 1
Yo, fat boy. You get to carry a piece?
2#21
But of course. Your standard Grade One henchman in service of the mighty Monarch is issued a dart gun and a grappling cannon to name only a few of the exciting accoutrements that will aid the henchman in his wonderous world of career henching.
GMGang Member 2
Hey, what kind of ride we get?
2#21
How does an enormous flying cocoon sound to you?
2#24
Wow, a flying cocoon. I can already feel my life getting better!
I am sitting in the charred remains of my once mighty, flying cocoon. Anyone... wanna explain to me why my cocoon is charred...
2#24
Because you told us to destroy the cocoon.
2#21
We were following orders! You can't yell at us for following orders.
2#24
Or kill us for following orders.
Phantom Limb(Speaking to Brock Sampson): I have removed the bullet. And three others, a blowgun dart, two shark's teeth, a tip of a bayonet, a twisted paperclip, and a meager handful of buckshot. You may want to learn how to duck.
Not even a scar? Did you look around the nipple, or belly button? Sometimes they- they put 'em in through there.
Look, she is all woman. I have explored every supple inch of her and I have found nothing but nectar.
All right, fine. Maybe the Monarch's just better equipped.
[Referring to their Firearms] You are strapping on an ultra-light gyropack. They are only issued to top ranking Guild officials.
No, I mean better... equipped.
She was kidnapped, alright?! Kid. Napped.