Stopping the Syndicate
Farren: Haaah!
Farren: *pant* I somehow managed...to take one down! How many does that leave?
Farren: One, two, three—oh crap, so many! But I can't give up, no matter what.
Farren: These people need a savior—me! Hraaaaah!
Lil' Barb: You're tellin' me Farren marched into a Syndicate base?!
Villager: Yes. You two were kind enough to rescue us, but that wasn't everyone, I'm afraid.
Villager: All the young, healthy men seem to have been taken someplace else.
Lil' Barb: I see. They musta brought people who'd be easy to experiment on to the base first. And Farren went after 'em, y'say?
Villager: Yes. He told us he'd rescue everyone, and not to worry.
Lil' Barb: You gotta be kiddin' me. Just when I was thinkin' the kid mighta grown a tiny bit of sense without any power to rely on...
Lil' Barb: He is such a hopeless idiot!
Villager: Um... Is everything okay? We're worried that he might be doing something reckless on our account.
Lil' Barb: Can't deny it. But hey, no need to worry. He and I ain't so weak as to get done in by that buncha goons.
Lil' Barb: I gotta make sure he understands that too...
Farren: *huff* *pant* Looks like I managed to give them the slip.
Farren: I can't defeat all the Syndicate soldiers solo, so I've gotta help the villagers and get out of here fast.
???: Hey, where's your Barbatos B-Unit?
Farren: Huh?
Syndicate Soldier: You're the prototype wyrmbound soldier. Or the failed prototype, I should say.
Farren: Hrk... A Syndicate soldier!
Syndicate Soldier: Hey, I'm askin' you what happened to your Barbatos B-Unit.
Farren: You mean Lil' Barb? Who knows. I don't have to tell you anyway.
Syndicate Soldier: Huh. Well, if he's around, then hurry up and call him so you two can merge.
Farren: You sure about that? If I use my wyrmbinding, I'll be able to totally wreck you and make it home in time for lunch.
Syndicate Soldier: Yeah, that's right. And I hope you do. Now come on, hurry up and merge with your B-Unit.
Farren: ......
Farren: (Bluffing's not working...but there are no other soldiers around here. Surely I can take just this one guy on my own...right?)
Syndicate Soldier: He not coming? Fine, then I'll go ahead and use my own wyrmbinding first. Come forth, Barbatos B-Unit!
Farren: What?! Lil' Barb?! No, wait, that's—
Syndicate Soldier: Correct. This ain't YOUR Barbatos B-Unit. This is MY Barbatos B-Unit.
Farren: Oh crap... No way!
Syndicate Soldier: Wyrmbinding, activate!
Wyrmbound Soldier: Ha ha ha! Witness my power! I'm no failure like you. I am a TRUE wyrmbound soldier!
Farren: Uwaaargh!
Wyrmbound Soldier: HA HA HA! POWER! SO MUCH POWER!
Wyrmbound Soldier: Well? Come on. Now it's your turn. I'm ITCHING to test this out and see just how much power I'm working with here!
Farren: Urgh... What a mess. Dammit. At this rate, I'm toast...
Wyrmbound Soldier: HEY! Why aren't you using wyrmbinding?! Or are you just unable to? Freakin' boring.
Wyrmbound Soldier: BORING, BORING! If you can't even make a good test subject, then just die in the dirt like the worm you are!
Farren: Oh, crap! Not good!
Lil' Barb: Outta the way, Farren!
Farren: Was that...Lil' Barb? It can't be. He...protected me? No way...
Farren: Lil' Barb! LIL' BAAAAARB!
Lil' Barb: Shut UP, man. You're givin' me a headache.
Farren: Huh? Lil' Barb? You're...okay?
Lil' Barb: Right as rain, kid. An attack like that ain't gonna do crap to me.
Farren: B-but that looked crazy painful!
Lil' Barb: Don't believe me, huh? Just take a gander. Ain't a scratch on me.
Farren: You're right! Oh, what a relief. I'm so glad you're okay, Lil' Barb!
Lil' Barb: Sheesh. Dial down the melodrama.
Lil' Barb: But this means you get it now, right? I ain't so soft that I need you actin' like my human meat shield.
Farren: ...!
Lil' Barb: Listen here, Farren. You're a moron.
Farren: Huh? Say...what?
Lil' Barb: You're a bonehead, but a damned impressive guy. You look about as reliable as a hedgehog in a balloon factory, but I get the feelin' you could survive anything.
Lil' Barb: I believe that you'll be all right, even if I don't lose my mind worryin' about each and every little thing ya do.
Farren: I... I don't...
Lil' Barb: Now what about me? Am I nothing special? Do I look super weak to you?
Farren: No! That's not true at all! You ARE impressive. Without you, I'm totally powerless!
Lil' Barb: Then believe in me. I'm made of sturdier stuff than you think. I ain't gonna burden you with survivor's guilt, ya hear me?
Farren: Oh, buddy...!
Lil' Barb: From now on, BELIEVE in me, you knucklehead!
Farren: Yeah... I will. I'm sorry for everything, Lil' Barb. I was so, so wrong.
Lil' Barb: ...Appreciate it. Now let's whoop this fool, Farren!
Farren: Yeah! Let's go, Lil' Barb!
Together: Wyrmbinding, activate!
Wyrmbound Soldier: Finally ready to tussle, are we?
Lil' Barb: You're a real stand-up guy, waitin' for us to use wyrmbinding.
Wyrmbound Soldier: I waited because stepping on insects is boring. Now make sure you struggle enough to make this fun for me!
Farren: Here he comes, Lil' Barb!
Lil' Barb: Right! Don't worry, his attacks barely even tickle. Just use me to stop 'em!
Wyrmbound Soldier: Cocky, aren't we? Fine. I'll give you a little taste and you can see for yourself!
Lil' Barb: ...Heh. See? Told ya. I've had worse pillow fights. Ya see that, pal?! I ain't got a scratch on me!
Wyrmbound Soldier: Rrrgh... You're nothing but a failure! Fine, how about THIS?!
Wyrmbound Soldier: *pant* *huff* How about that, you miserable failure? This is the power of a TRUE wyrmbound soldier...
Lil' Barb: For "true power," it kinda sucks, guy.
Wyrmbound Soldier: Ridiculous... Did I peg him wrong?
Lil' Barb: Sorry, bud. Right now, the kid and I are loaded with so much power, I'm surprised it ain't comin' out our eyeballs. And on that note, Farren—it's our turn now!
Farren: Damn right it is. I can feel the power welling up from deep inside me!
Lil' Barb: Your strength is mine, kid. When you didn't believe in me, you couldn't unleash our full might.
Farren: I get it now... THIS is OUR true power! Come on, Lil' Barb!
Together: Wyrmbinding OVERLOAD!
Wyrmbound Soldier: UWAAAAAAAGH!
Farren: Everyone, over here! Hurry!
Lil' Barb: Looks like nobody from the Syndicate's nippin' at our heels. I think we made it.
Farren: Yeah. I'm so relieved. ...Oh, by the way, Lil' Barb?
Lil' Barb: What?
Farren: Thanks for showing up. You saved me.
Lil' Barb: ...Oh, uh. 'Course.
Lil' Barb: So, er... Ahem. Anyway. If you learned from all this, then think ahead a little before you act next time.
Farren: I will. But even if something like this happens again, you'll come for me, right?
Lil' Barb: D-don't get ahead of yourself. I can't be your babysitter.
Farren: Tsk. Somebody needs his mouth washed out with soap. But...I know you've got my back. Right, partner?
Lil' Barb: No way! I ain't gettin' mixed up in any more of your crazy plans to save everyone you run into!
Farren: Come ooon, don't say that. Helping people and seeing them smile is nice, isn't it? Don't you think so?
Lil' Barb: You're askin' the wrong guy. I'm just sayin', this is the last time I babysit you.
Lil' Barb: You got that, PARTNER?!
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