screams what am I doing....

[newbestfriend]

I am afraid I do not understand. You bring me here...to play with me?

I-- I am a scientist! I am not a play thing. End this now, before Schmidt appears. I do not wish to see him, you realize this, yet you drag me here anyway.

You are not as nice as the Captain says.

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[naive_messenger]

They are never nice.

[newbestfriend]

I am told she can be, at times. But evidently not to me.

[naive_messenger]

They all have a streak of evil in them.

[newbestfriend]

I am more inclined to believe you than the Captain.

[behold_your_doom]

A little worried what Herr Schmidt might do if he sees you?

[newbestfriend]

Perhaps. A lot has happened since I last met with him. [AKA HE'S PRETTY SURE HE'S DEAD.]

[behold_your_doom]

Oh I'm sure. History never did paint Schmidt as being the picture of patience. [In other words, yeah he figures he is talking to a dead man.]

[newbestfriend]

[Nervous laugh.] Patience? No, no. Schmidt certainly has no patience. A quality that undoubtedly had a factor in his defeat.

[There were several, including himself, but not the point.]

YOU'RE BEING ENABLED AND IT'S AWESOME! \o/

[powerofthegods]

[Sorry, Zola, but Schmidt's standing before you. and man, he's not the least bit happy. Oh yeah, and he's got a gun in his hand. Think fast there, Zola.]

Dr Zola. Did your writer simply bring you here so I could kill you? She must not care much for you.

SOBS IHU....okay no ilu but still. Cries

[newbestfriend]

[sdklajsldkaj and there's Schmidt. Schmidt with a gun. dskajdslka]

I-- I have no idea what you speak of, Herr Schmidt.

[h-holding to the hope that Schmidt's writer won't let him kill him.]

But I'm so helpful! And you're so awesome!

[powerofthegods]

[He points the gun, but doesn't fire it, not yet. This is the guy who betrayed him, he's not just gonna simply shoot him.]

Don't you? How convenient, doctor. But I intercepted the American message, I know that you betrayed me. Had it not been for you, I would have succeeded. I should have killed you long before you had the chance to be captured by the Americans. Apart from your designs, you were nothing but a disappointment to me.

[Because everything is Zola's fault!]

sobs forever

[newbestfriend]

That-- that was a lie. They were playing you, playing me. You cannot actually believe that I...I would betray you?

[BUTT KISSING TIME. Please don't kill him. ;;;]

[techygoddess]

Don't you know the new fad's sciencey people. Well that and Trickster gods... I have seen way too many to last me a few hundred lifetimes.

[newbestfriend]

Is that so? I'm afraid I'm new to this. 'Trickster gods', you say?

[techygoddess]

Oh how new to this are you? I wouldn't want to influence your future after all.

[newbestfriend]

I was just brought here today, actually.

OH MY GOD YOU ARE AWESOME

[therealgenius]

Captain? Which Captain?

[It better be America, buddy, because that's his hero.]

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[newbestfriend]

Captain America. I'm afraid my mundane is quite fond of him. I, however, am not.

[It was because of Captain America he was the brunt of many raging moments from Schmidt, not to mention the bases were all destroyed, and then he was locked away and forced to eat meat.]

All the minor villains, do want. - keywords

[therealgenius]

[Prison buddies!]

Well, that's good. He is a national treasure, after all. Just not to you Germans.

[urbanhero]

"Schmidt"? Who's that?

[newbestfriend]

He is-- was my boss, I suppose you could say.

[urbanhero]

And from the sounds of what you said, not a particularly nice one at that. Sounds a lot like the Council. -"Was"?

[imfollowinghim]

Maybe he meant it ironically.

[newbestfriend]

He speaks too kindly, I believe.

[imfollowinghim]

Yeah, well, that's not something we have in common.