Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-28270366-20170906125237/@comment-28270366-20170921002425

Rustbolt: *to Z-Mech* Calm down, Clyde. Our enemy is a zombie. *to Mecha-Brainz* So your main purpose here is o eliminate that flower back there? Still, how come you attack a group of people gathering around a scene? You're making yourself look like a villain. Now, DIRT!

(The radar dish unleashes a slow moving wave of energy that gurantees to home at Mecha-Brainz. His energy sheild was disabled, so does his weaponry. Mecha-Brianz then crashes to the ground. While using this, Rustbolt's system started to malfunction. He turns it off immediately right before the mech itself gets too damaged. He then landed and walks to the weakened Mecha-Brainz.)

Super Brainz: Oh. So he's like your villain nemesis kinda thing. And about the page, I just want to read what it has to say. Because I myself ain't sure what it is and why Zomboss wants it? And as much as I like brainz and serving Dr. Boss, I also want to save plants from the real evil, which, apparently, I never faced before. I do have a plant friend. Her name is Penelopea. Liked calling her Pea. She is your average high schooler. She loves detective works so I came in to help her with that.

(The two then swooped by the studio where the page would be, Studio 37. Randolf (AKA Deadeye) quickly spot the two passing by. But being in civilian disguise, he cannot attack them yet.)

Randolf: Looks like the plant and zombie heroes are already here. And they already started a commotion.

Mineski: Leave them be. It's still 8:30 in the morning. We better wait until 1:00 for Melmetza to come over here and start the documentary shooting. Wha'bout you, Bucky?

Bucky: *dresses as Melmetza* I think it would be a waste of time. An American reporter mistakes me as him, so I might just use the same disguise to get in there and take the page. You two stay here and when Melmetza comes, distract him as much as you can. But don'tkill him.

Mineski: Aye, aye, Mr. Superweapon that killed Rustbolt's family.

Randolf: *elbows Mineski* Don't call him that.