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[modelchildren]

~To Whom It May Concern~

WE RESPECTFULLY DECLINE THE OFFER OF TIME IN YOUR HEADSPACE. FATHER WILL BE MOST DISPLEASED SHOULD WE DISRUPT OUR SCHOLARLY ATTENDANCE RECORD.

~Sincerely, the Undersigned~

Ashley Uno
Bruce Uno
David Uno
Lenny Uno
Ogie Uno

Comments

and then nostalgia punched me in the face *sobs*

[doubletailpilot]

I don't think that's gonna work.

not enough love for these shows

[modelchildren]

WHAT DO YOU MEAN IT ISN'T GOING TO WORK? WE HAVE POLITELY ADDRESSED THE MUNDANE WITH OUR SCHEDULE CONFLICT AND NOW MUST SIMPLY AWAIT HIS CAREFUL CONSIDERATION!

no there is not

[doubletailpilot]

I've tried the same thing with my mun, but she's not budgin' on it. I don't think HE will either... Especially if he's gonna send you to one of those games.

...How're you guys doin' that? The whole talking at the same time thing?

[modelchildren]

WHY DOES EVERYONE ASK US ABOUT THAT? WE GREW UP TOGETHER. IS IT THAT STRANGE THAT WE ARE ABLE TO SHARE ONE ANOTHER'S THOUGHTS?

MORE IMPORTANTLY, WE WOULD LIKE TO KNOW HOW YOU ARE ABLE TO SPEAK, A MERE WOODLAND BEAST WITH NO HIGHER BRAIN FUNCTIONS?

[doubletailpilot]

Well, Sonic and I kinda grew up together but we can't really do that... That's kinda neat!

[Well, it is up until the woodland beast comment. :|; ]

Hey! 'm not a beast, I'm a Mobian! And I got plenty of higher brain functions!

[modelchildren]

WHAT IS A MOBIAN?

[doubletailpilot]

Well, uh...

Mobians can look like a whole lotta things, actually. They can be foxes like me, or hedgehogs like Sonic, or even echidnas like Knux! Mobius is where we live. We don't really see a whole lotta humans there.

<3333333333333

[f_u_wesker]

Hate to break it to you kids, your mun ain't gonna listen. Your dad's just gonna have to live with it.

[modelchildren]

THAT IS RATHER UNFORTUNATE. NEVERTHELESS, HE IS ONE WHO WELCOMED US INTO THE DEPTHS OF HIS MIND. SHOULD HE FAIL TO COMPLY WITH OUR SIMPLE REQUEST, THINGS WILL BECOME MOST...UNPLEASANT FOR HIM. ...HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA! A-HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!

[f_u_wesker]

Sounds almost like a threat. And my mun says you're supposed to be "delightful children"? Must've hit her head.

[modelchildren]

BUT WE ARE DELIGHTFUL. AND WE DESERVE TO BE TREATED FAIRLY. IT'S NOT FAIR FOR THE MUNDANE TO KEEP US CONFINED AGAINST OUR WILL.

WHAT ABOUT YOU? DO YOU ENJOY BEING CONFINED AGAINST YOUR WILL? HE SAYS YOU DON'T ENJOY BEING CONFINED AGAINST YOUR WILL.

[f_u_wesker]

Everyone does but threats aren't the smartest move against these people.

[Oh, someone who knows her.]

He's right, I don't. I'm considering this an equal opportunity deal between she and I though. She sends me to a game, I get a chance to make things even between someone and I.

[modelchildren]

THIS...PERSON, DID THEY WRONG YOU IN SOME WAY? HOW WILL YOU "MAKE THINGS EVEN" WITH THEM?

[f_u_wesker]

Yeah, he did. A few times, in fact, but he also helped save my life. Which is why I'm only going to shoot him in the face a couple times when I see him again. It shouldn't take him long to regenerate from that.

[Dear god, Alice. These are children...]

[modelchildren]

SO THREATENING PEOPLE IS WRONG, BUT SHOOTING THEM IS FINE?

[f_u_wesker]

[Shrug.]

He's killed enough people and ruined enough lives. And I'm not killing him.

[Yet.]

If you lived through the apocalypse you'd understand, kids.

I actually wondered how someone would rp all five at once...

[disbear]

That's right! It's the duty of all good children to listen to their parents. And their principals. There's a reason why society has rules. Nobody lives long when they break them too much.

very carefully... ^^;

[modelchildren]

INDEED. IF ONLY OUR DESPICABLE NEMESES, THE KIDS NEXT DOOR, COULD GRASP THIS SIMPLE TRUTH. UNTIL THEY DO, WE WILL SIMPLY HAVE TO INSTRUCT THEM MORE...FORCIBLY.

[disbear]

Wait, why do you hate your next door neighbors so much? Do they make fun of your suits and sailor outfits on a regular basis?

[modelchildren]

YES THEY DO. AND EVERY YEAR THEY TRY AND STEAL OR DESTROY OUR DELICIOUS BIRTHDAY CAKE.

[disbear]

The nerve!! Don't they know cake is a part of a balanced pic-a-nic basket? Give those bastards a bear's claw when they put their grubby mitts on that cake!

It's covered with bacteria, you know.

[modelchildren]

[Collective gasp!] YOU SAID A BAD WORD!

[disbear]

What, "cake"? But you bastards said that too!

[modelchildren]

NO, NOT CAKE, THE *OTHER* WORD!

[disbear]

... Mitts? Grub? Bacteria?

[He puts a paw to his head and thinks, thinks, thinks, pondering about what the five children huddled together could mean. It's such a mystery.]

If you bastards can't be clear, then I won't have any idea what you're saying! Is this a part of your special quintuplet language or something?

[modelchildren]

[The children look at one another, and let out a huge collective sigh. Realizing they can't be clearer without getting their collective mouths dirty, they merely skulk away in shame.]

[herr_niemand]

That's okay, you all get a @+ for such useless attendance!

[modelchildren]

USELESS? THERE IS NOTHING USELESS ABOUT ATTENDING CLASS! HOW ELSE CAN WE CHILDREN BE MOLDED INTO PROPER CITIZENS?

[herr_niemand]

Proper citizens? Ah, citizens are nothing more than tax guinea pigs under the dance spell of Nsync! Listen to the based god instead, listeeen.

hi c:

[battlestations]

Oh, like we need you Delightful Dorks around here anyway. What goes on in these mundane's heads?

[modelchildren]

MORE INDECENT THINGS THAN OUR IMPRESSIONABLE EYES SHOULD BE SUBJECTED TO.

WHAT ABOUT YOU, NUMBUH 1? DO YOU UNDERSTAND YOUR MUNDANE?

Oh my god, my favorite part of the Kids Next Door.

[y_so_standard]

You all look different, but you speak together.

Do you share a single consciousness too? [He'd like some many body/single mind buddies]

[modelchildren]

NO, BUT WE TEND TO AGREE ON MOST EVERYTHING.

[y_so_standard]

Oh. [more of him pop up, so that he can group speak like the delightful's. Yay being a clone.]

That's almost as good.

[modelchildren]

WE WERE WONDERING, THOUGH...WHAT EXACTLY ARE YOU?

[y_so_standard]

[There's 3 of him now. The one on the left speaks first] Standard Model URTV's, designed by our father to combat a being called U-DO.

[And now it switches to the middle one]. Also function as loaner infantry for the Federation forces.

[modelchildren]

DESIGNED BY YOUR FATHER? YOU MUST BE OBEDIENT LITTLE ROBOTS, THEN.

[y_so_standard]

Technically we're modified clones.