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Hit Girl is on an important stakeout -- in a chicken outfit. Think Tommy Lee Jones in U.S. Marshals.

"Hey, try our crispy chicken, its the best!"

God, she hated being in this outfit. She always hated people in suits, even Mickey Mouse, and had to promise dad she wouldn't kick those people in the knees when they went out. Now it appeared that she was IN said outfit, and she was prancing around a food place, playing off a person advertising lame ass chicken fast food.

Karma was a bitch.

She had made sure that the undercover cops understood the importance of the mission: this was going to be a pretty bad shoot out if she didn't prevent what was going down. Why Stacy cared about two rival alien gangs having a go at each other she didn't know, but she was chosen for the mission, and it had a strangely earth feel to it. In any case, she briefed the cops thoroughly, letting them know the exact time the first gang will arrive per Stacy: approximately a minute before the agitator would take a shot at the rival gang memeber's leader, a mole who's actions would result in city shootouts that would go on for several days.

Which led to Hit Girl undercover, whispering information to the other officers via earpiece, when she saw the perpetrator starting to approach. He was fairly tall, well built and hand several tentacles for arms, but it was the small gun in his hand, fairly concealed with all the tentacles, that she cared about.

"Try our chicken today!" She squawked to the alien, who looked momentarily stunned before shoving her aside, ready to take aim.

A pity he didn't see the butterfly knife hidden in her feathers: he might still have that particular tentacle. The tussle would on for a minute before the undercover cops subdued the alien, who would be cuffed and more than a little embarrassed that a costumed chicken was shoved in his neither regions.

He walked funny to the squad car.

Hahaha, I love it XD

Seriously, the shanking was the best part.

Hit Girl has to make the choice;

Join the Ohm to spare her friends suffering,

or

Deny them and go down in a final glorious battle.

(hint - Ohm have every advantage where you are all currently in)

They had her cornered, and she could see no real expression on their faces, nothing that showed glee at her obvious demise or anything that could be expressed as feeling. She sighed, her leg still bleeding, the blood still pouring out from the shot in the shoulder. But they had her now, and that meant there was really only one thing to do.

Divide and conquer.

And she was out, guns blazing, moving twice as fast as when she'd been blazing guns in the corridor. The shots went off from her opponent and they hit her, but that was ok. She had just enough time for this.

The grenade left her hand as it flew up in the air, and she has one last chance to give a final gesture. She gave them the finger as the grenade began its descent, and fell on her knees, eyes to the sky, smiling.

See ya in Asgard, Ruff.

BOOM!

Epic! \o/

Dressed in a school girl outfit, while riding a super-space powered motorcycle through flaming hoops, Hit Girl must dodge a school of laser-powered space sharks, and attacking robot lions that are flying after her. Her objective; chasing the golden unicorn, who's mystical horn contains the answers to how to defeat the Ohm. However, to defeat the unicorn, she must fist have a tea party with it and answer its three questions.

But can she did this before 5pm to get in time to watch her favorite show?

Edited 2011-03-26 04:38 (UTC)

"THIS IS SO BABIES!" Hit Girl yelled, avoiding two more flaming hoops. This was like that time she and Ruffnut fought Bowser only ten times worse! At least the robot lions and sharks were less of a problem: apparently once you blow the head off three and laugh about it, the others get scared off. Pussies. But that was what they got for leering at her hiked up skirt, sick bastards. And for shooting at her with lasers.

...

And that fucking unicorn wasn't slowing down, so there was naturally only one solution: a net gun. It wasn't her fault, Zouichi had simply not been able to teach her how to ride that damn motorcycle the right way, she guessed she would have to explain why it was in flames later. Right now, the damn unicorn had conjured up a tea party, and was asking all these strange questions.

"What is the best comic ever made?"

"Scott Pilgrim, duh."

"If boys are made of snips and snails and puppy dog tails, what are girl made of?"

"I swear I will shoot you in the face."

"You are a very rude tea party guest."

"And you are a faggy horse with a horn. Next question."

The unicorn sighed, then cleared its throat. "Thundercats are on the move
Thundercats are loose!"

"Feel the magic, hear the roar, Thundercats are loose!"

And at that point, they sang in unison. "Thunder thunder thunder thundercats! Thunder thunder thunder thundercats!"

Hit Girl even did the Mum-ra roar at the end.

The Unicorn grinned. "Excellent. The way to defeat the Ohm is _________________"

Hit Girl widened her eyes, them swore when she looked at her watch. "Shit, I missed Symbionic Titan! Ah well I can end this war now. Thanks, weird manifestation brought on by drinking Ruffnut's beer!"

"Anytime," the unicorn bellowed, and galloped into the sky with some weird 80's song playing in the background.

I LOVE THESE SO MUCH. YOU ARE A BEAUTIFUL PERSON FOR THIS.

I said I would run with it!

Someone in the crew she knows has been acting weird, and Hit Girl has taken it upon herself to do some spying to figure out what's up...

Dar be it from Hit Girl to get involved in anyone's affairs: she had some of her own, and that usually meant she left well enough alone. But she had noticed that in the past few days, Ruffnut had been off, and she'd not said anything to her rival and friend. So Hit Girl had started to tail her her a little bit, poking her head around here and there, hiding about when Ruffnut hit the bar. On this fairly new excursion though, she could definitely see there was something off: Ruffnut actually looked floored, like she heard some news that had been pretty troubling. So Hit Girl waited, hiding in the corners of Stacy around the Drunken dragon, for several hours.

And finally, she heard Ruffnut stagger out, walking in a strange fashion. The viking stopped a moment, made a face, and called out, "I know you're there, Hit Girl!"

Shit.

Heh, excellent.

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Hit Girl

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This won't turn out well, but I'll make an attempt.

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This is why I'm not allowed to do these.

In that case I'm going to have fun with it.

agergath OH MY GOD

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Borrowing a character for this, one that would actually get Hit Girl spying to begin with

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