Q&A Sessions for Orders and Conscience

Question: Council of Chaos

Northwind: Okay, this isn't going to go very well.

Green: Tell us something we don't know.

Northwind: Uhh... I didn't actually have a plan when I wrote your book. I just had a vague idea of what was going to happen and that's why your deaths weren't very well planned out. Your book was written on a whim.

Everyone: ...What?

Northwind: But you didn't hear that from me! Anyway... this is a very unusual request...

Orange: That's never a good sign...

Blue: Shut up! It'll probably be fun!

Vaeta: What exactly is your definition of 'fun?'

Blue: Something blowing up or getting demolished, such as Northwind's sanity.

Northwind: Hey! I wrote you!

Blue: Yeah, well you're a jerk about it. How about giving us a future where we didn't die, huh?!

Vaeta: That is... disturbing...

Brown: That's what I said!

Blue: Your kids were learning how to snap necks in fifth grade. Lower your standards.

Kodthr: That's kind of harsh...

Yellow: What's harsh is having your throat cut. Deal.

Northwind: Children, children! Are we going to keep bickering amongst ourselves or what? We have a question-slash-scene to... answer? Act out? Gah, it doesn't matter! @rosevoltaris wants the council to come here for questions to be answered. And maybe for some violence afterward.

Cyan: I'm excited for the second part. Not the first one,

White: I'm not excited for either part.

Black: Are we safe?

Northwind: Perfectly, don't worry. *Snaps fingers and the council appears in Cafeteria*

Red, Black, Brown, Tal'nera, Kodthr, and Vaeta: Barzul...

Council: Chakk.

T'kuvma: Is there a reason that these little fleshbags have summoned us?

Northwind: Yes. Question time!

T'kuvma: As a First-spoken, I will be the one answering all of them. Please teleport the rest of the Council back, as we have issues we must deal with.

Northwind: Ehh... no. Don't worry, your issues can be resolved after the questions.

Green: Yeah, and we've been here much longer than you. Suck it up.

T'kuvma: *Throws a small knife that only barely misses Green* After, you say? Why not now? Time is precious, anyway.

Northwind: Time here is frozen. You don't have to go back.

T'kuvma: Hmm... I suppose we can stay. What's the question?

Northwind: Why are you sending people to kill the crewmates.

T'kuvma: Universal domination. As you humans say it: duh.

Blue: Wait, really?

T'kuvma: No. Why would we tell you ants why we incinerate you?

Green: Because... I am one hundred forty pounds of RAGE!!!

White: Regulation!

Green: ...I am sixty-four kilograms of RAGE!!! See, White, it doesn't work as well... it's more intimidating if I say the bigger number.

White: They're the same number. Or they mean the same thing, anyway.

Green: It's less intimidating! White, when will you start to intimidate people?

White: Hopefully never. But seriously, you can't tell us a simple reason why they *jerks thumb over to where Red, Black, Brown, Tal'nera, Kodthr, and Vaeta are standing* have to kill us?!

T'kuvma: ...

Red, Black, and Brown: ...

Tal'nera: Oh no...

T'kuvma: What is this outrage? Tal'nera-finiarel? Are you hurt?

Brown: What do you mean, is he hurt?! You tortured him! You were the ones who made his life hell! And you expected me to stand by while he was dying?

T'kuvma: Umbitr, shut your mouth.

Brown: No, you listen here, you piece of chakk. I am done and tired of your stupid excuses and lies! Why we're we sent on the missions? Why do we get our hands dirty whilst you have a party? Can you answer that?!

T'kuvma: No. I won't. Are you safe, Tal'nera?

Tal'nera: *Gulps and shrinks back*

Brown: *Pushes T'kuvma back slightly* Of course he's safe. Away from you, anyway. Now, will you answer my question?!

T'kuvma: *Punches Brown and sends him flying into a wall*

Tal'nera: Umbitr! *Runs over*

Black: You... you little...

Red: *Still holding Pluffsy* I am getting bored of this. Vaeta, Kodthr. For your son?

Vaeta: You don't have to ask.

Blue: Are we getting violent?

Red: Yeah, why?

Blue: I don't care if we get an answer or not, I wanna give these people a piece of my mind.

Green: Wait, what about to stop the attacks?

Yellow: These people are so entitled that they're asking to be taken down a notch. AAAAHHHH-!

Violence ensures, with White, Brown, and Tal'nera being the only ones who abstain.

Northwind: *Avoiding knives* This wasn't such a great idea after all. We didn't get a question answered, and it ends in chaos.