I was enabled, I am so sorry

[tonightwefeast]

[There's a new Gold in the lab. This one can be distinguished by the fact his hoodie is black instead of red, with a bright red R emblazoned over his heart. All his Pokeballs are Rocket-themed, as well. He'd be rather handsome if it weren't for the ugly sneer he wears as he walks along eating about three different candy bars at once.]

Ugh, 'f all times to get lost in the lab... [He's low on snacks, dammit.] Doesn't even look like the same one.

((OOC: This Gold is a Rocket heir, a rotten little shit, and a horrible person. Threads might escalate quickly.))

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[aintseennothin]

Really? I thought I was supposed to be the heir. Unfortunately you're late to the punch - my Team Rocket has already set up here. But if you want, you can be my pretty princess.

[tonightwefeast]

Ugh, one was enough... Listen, runt. I don't take tablescraps from anyone, least of all weird alternate universe not-siblings.

[But you aren't Silver and you have a point that his team isn't here.] You're cute, though, so I might be willing to call a ceasefire. If we're from different worlds I think we can respect eachother's rightful succession. [He munches on his candy thoughtfully.] Equal status, or things get messy.

[aintseennothin]

You take my orders, or things get messier.

[tonightwefeast]

I wouldn't be caught dead taking anyone's orders. I'd kill any version of me who did.

[There's a predatory, hungry look in his eye. He'd wanted to maybe get a few allies before Silver got any footing, but...well, factionalism is no problem. Just like home, even. His grin is murderous.] If that's how it's gonna be, that's how it's gonna be. Just stay outta my way. The feast's about to begin.

[Walking!]

[aintseennothin]

I don't think you've got the guts to kill.

[tonightwefeast]

[Oh, that's outright laughable. He looks over his shoulder, still wearing the same cruel grin.]

Think what you like. [And back to walking. He's already killed a couple of people, and enjoyed it.]

[aintseennothin]

[Interesting. She prefers this sort of Gold to the one constantly harassing Silver, but in the end, she has to prepare for everything.]

I will! Mind if I tag along, princess?

[tonightwefeast]

[If only you knew...]

Suit yourself, tiny. [He has no idea where he's going. ...He also doesn't particularly care. Not until he runs out of snacks anyway. For now, he's just getting the lay of the land.]

[aintseennothin]

[She will do exactly that, buddy! She follows along, grinning all the way.]

Got any sprite?

[tonightwefeast]

Nah. Might have a juice box though! [He fishes a Mountain Dew out of his bag for himself. Thank Arceus for hammerspace bags.]

[aintseennothin]

You carry juiceboxes for yourself? What are you, five?