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[docnefarious]

Even though he's an archenemy of yours, are you still a big fan of the "Secret Agent Clank" series, Doctor?

"NO! OF COURSE NOT!"

"I hate that stupid show almost as much as I hate Clank himself!! AND I KNOW SOMEONE'S GOING TO MENTION THE FACT THAT I HAVE THE LIMITED COLLECTOR'S EDITION BOX SET signed by the entire cast ON DISPLAY BEHIND ME! — IT'S FOR RESEARCH! OKAY!?!!?"

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A data packet falls from space into the Dr's lab. On it, a simple label:

[S.H.O.D.A.N.]

He just had to take one look at that name before bursting up from his desk so fast his chair toppled over.

"AHAHA! FINALLY!! — I'VE BEEN WAITING MY WHOLE LIFE FOR THIS MOMENT!"

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  "What's the ideal weight of an organic?"

     "About three pounds, including the urn."

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"I'm going to MAKE you un-armed if you bring that wrench out again!! As in, I'll tear your arms off!!" Did he even know what he was saying? No. All he knew was that Ratchet was totally calling his bluff. And in public too?! Unacceptable. "—And I would! But I actually have things to do today! I'll kill you when I'm done, okay!? Quit being so NEEDY!"

   Arms crossed as he only smirks at the robot.

   ❝Right. Then what's stopping you? I'm right here—❞ he leans in closely ❝—unarmed~❞

   He wasn't (when was he ever?), but Nefarious didn't need to know that. Ratchet only was making a point.

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"Oh yeah! Sure!

—OBSESSED WITH DESTROYING YOU!!"

  ❝Nefarious isn't foolin' anyone — he's kindaaa obsessed with me.❞

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He crosses his arms and glares daggers at Vendra. He's totally not being defensive or stubborn or anything. No way.

"That is such a LIE! Name ONE TIME— JUST ONE TIME, I've EVER liked that miserable rat!!" He gesticulated wildly with his arms; making sure to keep talking to give her no time to answer. "I've been trying to annihilate the guy for DECADES!! YOU'RE RUINING MY BAD REPUTATION!! Where do you people get these sick ideas!?!"

@nether-twins

[docnefarious]

We all know you secretly like Ratchet.

"exCUSE ME??!?

I will find you."

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nef's parenting style in a nutshell @trashthrashiing

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THROWING ORANGES AT HIM

"HOW DOES IT FEEL NOW, YOU RUSTY OL' BUCKET A BOLTS!?"

He had been concentrating when chaos exploded around him! Oh wait. That was just an orange...wait, WHAT!?!!? He already knew who it was, before even looking.

"SCOURGE!! WHAT THE FUCK!?!"

"OKAY, THAT'S IT! YOU'RE GETTING DUCT-TAPED TO THE CEILING AGAIN!!!"

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i just have to share this image I found while cleaning up my files

where is the lie

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what's your rizz game, nefarious?

"My WHAT!?!

What does that EVEN MEAN??!

UGH!!! I can't stand you miserable Earthlings and your constantly-evolving lingo!!!

But whatever a 'rizz game' is— MINE IS DEFINITELY BETTER THAN YOURS!!!"

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what kind of "i love you" are you?

i hate you (i love you).

this is said with a sort of disbelief, that you can't believe you love this person, that you could never have imagined they would make you feel such affection and fondness for them. they're a little shit, the most ridiculous person you've ever met, and you would absolutely die for them. you say "i hate you," and they just shoot you that stupid grin of theirs. maybe they throw it back at you. neither of you has to say "i love you," to know that you do, it goes without saying.

tagged by: @veldinstar (thanks Mizzy!) tagging: @nether-twins; @cerullean; @sillymuses; @inkmimicry; @warncdandwiles; @champiionic & anyone else who wants to do it !

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@nether-twins || continued from [x] !!

He didn't even see her coming. Of course, he couldn't have, seeing as she had literally teleported through space behind him. He only froze, blinking in shock as she suddenly vanished before his very eyes... Oh yeah. Teleportation. He really had to remember she could do that.

But he'd have the last laugh! He was ready for her now! This wasn't like the times she'd snuck into his office behind his back! Now there was no element of surprise to help her! She was going to regret—

"OW!! HEY!!" he cried out when the Nether had stuck the note right into his back, effectively pinning it there. Not that he would know that. His hand swiped back and he turned in furious circles, trying to swat her right out of the air. "CUT THAT OUT, YOU LITTLE INSECT!! I REALLY AM GOING TO HAVE TO PUSH YOU INTO A GIANT BUG ZAPPER, AREN'T I?!"

Oh yeah, that sign was going to be there for a while.

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ㅤㅤㅤㅤwill you hold the line... when every one of them has given up and given in? ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤtell me ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤin this house of mine... nothing ever comes without a consequence or cost, ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤtell me ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤwill the stars align? will heaven step in? will it save us from our sin, will it?

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ'cause this house of mine stands strong.

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can't today. busy.

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The storm rushed in all at once.

As soon as they stepped out of the cave's shelter, wind whistled furiously around them; slamming them both with a relentless wall of snow and sleet. Like millions of tiny knives pelting into them. Even though Nefarious didn't feel the cold like an organic would, he still had to brace against the sheer force of nature.

And as if that wasn't bad enough. He could feel Ratchet pressing in closer. His grip tensed, claws flexing with discomfort as his mind screamed at him to just bail out of this whole situation. How easy it would be to leave Ratchet here to die. That's what he'd always wanted, right!!??

❝… we better f-find a rift or SOMETHING out here-❞

"Oh, yeah." He raised his voice enough so his sarcasm could make it over the howling wind. "Wouldn't it just be a shame if you died here...?? I mean—it would be SO EASY, too!! Hey! Maybe this is all part of my plan!" He taunted, though his eyes narrowed against the storm. At least bickering helped keep things somewhat normal. Enough to pretend his plan hadn't totally blown up in his face. Again.

He didn't know how long they wandered. All he knew was that the trek was absolutely miserable. He actually had to resist the urge to check and make sure Ratchet hadn't frozen to death. But then… he saw it. A shimmer. A flicker of color glinted through the storm.

"… Wait. There—!!"

He surged forward through the deep snow, desperately hoping he wasn't seeing things. He doesn't even notice how his arms tighten around the Lombax as he approached the light. But sure enough, there it was— a rift! Finally! They were saved!

Well, at least from this specific deathtrap.

There was no way he was stopping now. He trudged towards the light until they were both engulfed in it, and then… he faceplanted. With a startled yelp, the frozen ground was ripped from under their feet, and before he could even make sense of it, a solid surface rushed up to meet his jaw. Ow. He groaned pushed himself up to see where they were.

Well… at least it was warmer.

   At least the robot was giving that snark back, which was a plus despite everything. Ratchet doubted nothing would ever take off the edge of the awkwardness of this moment, but anything to relieve the tension otherwise was welcome. Still, he felt himself tensing as he watched Nefarious near him, clawed hands preparing to carry him just as they agreed to do.

   Though Ratchet was not heavy by any means, this was still rather abnormal; not just because this was Nefarious (okay, that was the biggest reason). Not once in his life could he recall that he had been simply... carried. It was a strange sort of being held, and not a moment he would later think back out of fondness. Nefarious expresses not wanting to hear anything, and for once, Ratchet agrees. For now, he braced himself for the cold of the storm while keeping as much distance as he could from the robot (which was challenging, to say the least).

   At first, it seemed he would manage it fine. But quickly as Nefarious trudged onward for possible hope of a way out of here, the chill really began to bite at him once again; gnawing down into his bones. Instinctively, the lombax shrinks back into the warmth of Nefarious, his side pressing against his chest as he hugs himself. It was still so damn cold... it seemed that a mere carry only helped so much.

   ❝... we better f-find a rift or SOMETHING out here-❞

   Or he was, as Nefarious would normally say, "doomed".