explosivecombat | 04X. [Action/Fourth Wall.]

[A.]

[They say that time heals all wounds, and most everyone who's had any sort of serious wound can tell you that "they" are full of absolute shit; the fact that this guy's shown up with the front of his jacket ripped open and covered in blood is probably enough to say that that he totally agrees on the "absolute shit" front.

That isn't to say that he's alone, though; Kimblee remembers him (partially because Kimblee remembers everyone but mostly because it's sort of hard to forget an alternate-universe version of yourself that's so different you're absolutely certain the world made some sort of fundamental error when it spat the guy out and called him you), and he'd managed to catch his attention in an entirely reasonable, perfectly affable way when he'd seen him - ...or, well, okay, he'd caught his attention via an explosion across the way that may or may not have been very well-controlled, because he imagined the mulleted moron would like that.

But! Either way, they seem to have made nice and now they're out in the open messing with something, and whatever it is it's probably nothing good because Kimblee's actually deigning to kneel on the ground in that white suit of his, sitting back on his heels and trying to disregard how dirty he's going to be when he stands up again, but for the time being he seems more interested in whatever his counterpart's got going on in his hands. That particular "whatever" seems to be a mason jar, presumably full of water from the lake they're hanging out next to.

And it looks like the mulleted one is explaining something, and his eyes slide closed while he's talking and he's smiling in a vague, pleased sort of way, and there's a brief flash from his hands and when he tips the jar and pours the water out the grass fucking corrodes.

Ask him to do water into wine and he'll laugh it off; water into hydrochloric acid, however, is apparently entirely doable.

Kimblee just kind of stares at him, before he smiles and asks him to demonstrate again; the guy he's with shrugs and says he can do one better.

...We might not want to let him do one better. Just saying.]

[B.]

[Of course, when he's not participating in the chem lab from hell, Kimblee can be found elsewhere; it's been a good long time since he's had his alchemy back, and like hell if he's not going to actually use it. He seems agitated this time around, though, as though he's not entirely sure what he's doing with it; it's far less elegant than it usually is, more explosions for explosions' sake.

It's not good enough, for whatever reason; after a moment of deliberating following a rather hard aftershock, he brings his hands together again and the energy he's using shifts from blue to red.

The Stone he's using isn't visible, but it doesn't really need to be for it to be obvious that he's using it; the sheer destructive power of it is going to absolutely destroy the shit out of a large distance down the route.

He laughs a bit once he has, the sound strange and breathless; that's better.]

[OOC: The idiot in question in scenario A is Kimblee's 2003 counterpart, who's sort of a hot mess; if you want to yell at one of them in particular, specify which and the mulleted wonder will be replying from

alchemicals.

Otherwise...welcome to the semiannual KIMBLEE SIT THE FUCK DOWN party.]

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[As usual, Archer's not entirely sure how he wound up here, but he's not going to question it right now. Instead he's noticed a very familiar white suit. What's throwing him is the fact that Kimblee's kneeling and probably getting his suit horribly dirty. So of course Archer has to investigate, and it isn't long before he recognizes another familiar alchemist.

He stops, just watching the two of them for a moment. Archer is probably close enough for at least one of them to see, but he doesn't move to come any closer. It's not that he's afraid of a fight (he's pretty sure they both know better than that), but he knows that nothing good can come of both of them being in the same general vicinity, especially if Kimbley has managed to get Kimblee to get on the ground.

...He's not wrong.]

Why.

[It's not a question, Archer just can't believe he thought anything halfway sane was going to happen here. He almost looks pained before he reaches up to pinch the bridge of his nose.]

[Luckily for everyone involved, Isaac doesn't appear until after Kimbley's laid waste to most of the route. He doesn't recognize exactly what's happened at first, but it doesn't take him long to realize it.]

Kimblee...?

[OH COME ON HE LITERALLY CAN'T LEAVE YOU ALONE, CAN HE

That said, it's not like Isaac's any better. He spent this morning attempting to freeze over some lakes again so. Yeah. That was a thing. Anyway, Isaac will continue down the torn up Route in search of his probably-very-overstimulated boyfriend. What are you up to now, Kimblee?]

[A deep rumbling in the distance had drawn a certain someone's attention. As per usual, Veronica was wary of what she could find out here on the routes now. She had already dealt with someone raising hell the last time everyone got their powers, who was to say that it wouldn't happen again? She had gotten stabbed, and that sucked.

She wasn't sure what she expected when she came up the route and found someone hurling explosions into the distance. It wasn't that, of course.

There was a hushed exclamation of shock as the explosion rocked the Earth in the distance. Veronica could smell the smoke already.]

What the hell....

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...Ah, s-sir...

[And suddenly there is a voice a little off to the side, awkward but dutiful and rendered with the same tone and inflection as one might hear in a phrase like, "Sir, I left you alone for two minutes..."

God bless this man, the bravest hero of the Amestrian military.]

...I don't...think that's very good for the grass, sir.

[Who even knows when Cobra's made it over here. Either before some idiots messed with his stuff or after or...look fourth wall's a mess and this isn't saying it could be during, but this time of year is a mess, so it could be during.]

What on earth is that?

[Because he wants some sort of deforesting agent to unleash upon the poor unsuspecting Pokemon world. That way the next time he gets an inkling that the Slowpoke Well needs to pay, he can just ruin the entire neighboring forest while he's at it too.

...this is probably a great reason for things and people warped in not sticking around.]

A - Both

B

B

A - if you didn't see this coming you were WRONG

A, either's fine!