Escort Mission

"Dit is niet mijn feestje... DIT IS MIJN EERBIEDIGE SAUS!" At this, a small bottle of hotsauce hits DNR in the head out of nowhere. He picks it up-- it reads 'Mentaal's Hete Saus- van één slok wordt je KRANKZINNIG!' Mental merely snickers whilst sliding along.
The bottle of hot sauce did make DNR's skip halt, if but a moment. As he looks at the hot sauce, he starts to salivate: spicy things have always enticed this Medical Navi. He simply took the bottle and drank it bit by bit. Giving a breath of relief, the navi simply twirls the bottle as he says "Ahhh... gracias mi amigo! Esa era muy refresco!"
Splitman's eyes darted back and fourth, following the insanity. Each.. one..
"What did I ever do to deserve this?" Split sobbed quietly, avoiding attention. He looked back up at the two then back down at the ground. 'I can't even get angry at these two' he thought to himself 'they are just... so.. stupid..'
He took a moment to recover then continued on after the duo.
Mental stops and gets up off of his head, looking around. "Hmmm, it's somewhere around here..." His demeanor almost seems changed, somehow...

At least, until his eyes light up with dumb recognition, and he headbutts the ground. "QUESADILLA! Use that drill of yours to pelvic thrust the world here!" At this, a red, semi-transparent X appears upon the ground, where Mental whacked his head into it.
"Hmmm.....okey dokey Mental! Ese X se desaparezcer de my presión!" DNR said as he looked over the semi-transparent X. "Okay Polonius! Envíe esa viruta!" he asks towards the mask-wearing med student. With a quick nod, Polonius simply slotted in the chip, not adding anything to this odd, odd situation.

Now with a piece of equipment on his most... private of areas, DNR struggled quite a bit getting in the right position to the X. He then pounced towards the X, screaming loudly as he thrusted his pelvis into the ground. Whirling sounds then accompanied it as he struggles yet again to pull it out. "Ngh... ¿ ustedes desean que tuviera este grande de un instrumento?

Subtitles
1. "This X will disappear from my pressure"
2. "Send that chip!"
3. "Don't you guys wish that you had this big of an equipment?"
"TEQUILA TIME!" Mental jumps on top of DNR, and the both of them are sent falling into a deep, deep pit where DNR had been drilling.

...The question is whether or not Splitman wants to follow.
Splitman looked left. Then Right. "Of all the bloody... how did... the net doesn't even have a below ground level..." he stammered.
He looked left and right once more to confirm that they had indeed jumped.. underground... "God damnit" he muttered before jumping after them into the hole. He would need to find a way to never be on a mission with this guy ever again.

Meanwhile he noted that he received another 3 cannons... Chad was still tapping away randomly. Good thing he didn't have to use them until the battle started.
DNR, Mental, and Splitman fall for somewhere in the vicinity of 20 minutes. The pit is pitch black as they tumble downward, farther and farther...

That is, until their decent is rudely stopped by a cold, hard floor. DNR hits the ground first, crotch-drill having disappeared by now, and Mental falls on top of him-

-then quickly rolls to the side, allowing DNR to also be fallen upon by Splitman.

Mental stands up, then looks around. It's still pitch-black. He takes a step forward, prompting a series of torches to light. These torches line an otherwise bare path that seems to have no visible end, suspended over an endlessly black abyss by- seemingly nothing. Splitman gets the feeling that they're much, much deeper in the system than any network...

Mental spins to face DNR and Splitman, head now topped by a brown fedora. "Let's go exploring!"
"Ow!" DNR exclaimed as Mental fell on him. "Pues... Eso no era tan.... Ow! Santa Vaca!" came through his words as he finally got up, scratching his butt. Scratching his chin, He went towards his language translator and changed it to english "There, that's a little better... now..." he flashed his smile as he looked around "I wonder where we are..." with a raised eyebrow. "Could this possibly be... Rogue Net?" the white blood cell shuddered. "I barely lived through that experience..."

"Uhhh..." Polonius's screen flashed besides the navi "As I remembered, you pretty much didn't get a scratch on you..."

"I BARELY LIVED! AND I'M STICKING TO IT!" the navi remarked as he crossed his arms.

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Mental spins to face DNR and Splitman, head now topped by a brown fedora. "Let's go exploring!"


".... Ohhh... I'm the map, I'm the map, I'm the map, I'm the map, I'm the maaaaap!" DNR said punching the air as he looked eager for this exploration.
Chad looked in for a brief moment on Split "You done yet or... -oh" He asked, suddenly cutting himself off. A short *click* could be heard on the communications as it was cut off abruptly. Rageclaw cactball, heatshot. Another three chips slotted in.

"Oh, great." Split muttered once more. More random chips, that would be useful. "So boss, which way we going now?" He asked as he followed the insane navi with his back hunched over in shame and disappointment. Surely this was retribution for that bunny he killed. Or something.
"The only one we can go, Pinky! This way!" Mental went strolling down the ominous, torch-lit path as though it were surrounded by flowers, leaving a suddenly-pink Splitman with DNR. "Come on!" Mental shouted, steadily growing farther away.
"Whoah.... I mean... naaarf.... your pink!" DNR says as he pokes hard on Splitman's face. "Do you have like... feelings for me or something?" the navi chuckled as he poked hard one more time and then speeded off towards Mental through the path.
((Sorry was busy))

Splitman resisted the urge to murder, then to cry, before running off after the other two. He knew murder was not the best option when it came to extremely powerful beings, but it grew more and more appealing with each passing moment.
The ambiguously gay trio ((Hey, one of them is pink and the other two are insane enough to at least try it at some point)) make their way down the path, and eventually come to a fork in the road.

...No, literally.

Mental bends down and picks up the small, metal object, then throws it further up the path. It seems to stick in nothing, prompting Mental to walk over to it. He grins. "We're here, gentlemen!"
"...... A fork huh? Well I prefer a damn spoon but well let's go..." DNR just walks... on a hand stand towards the flying fork. "Is this invisible thing a invisible spoon? Cause that would be better than a laser cannon decimating half the moon!"
"Ugh" Splitman grunted quietly to himself "Now what are we doing"

Without waiting or expecting a real answer he continued over to the invisible wall, making sure to not be jumped by horrible evil along the way. The insanity after insanity was getting too much to handle.
Mental simply *turned* the fork, and pushed-

...it was a doorway. And Mental had just opened the door.

On the other side of the 'door', from what Splitman and DNR can see, is a stone temple of sorts...

...with a gold-colored apple sitting on a podium.

Mental merely struts inside, grinning and muttering something about jackalopes.
"Huh a stone temple.... fascinating!"

The Medical Navi smiled as he walked inside as jovially possible. All was particularly well and good as he looked around... until he saw it.

The Golden Apple... of Doom.

"Gah! Ah! Dah! Bah! Kah! Dah!.... Zah!" came out from DoNotResusitate's mouth, hands on his cheeks as he looks on.

A rather suprised look came from Polonius' as well, not expecting the apple as well "Not the apple thing again...."

"...WHyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyaheyheyheayyyyy!?" DNR said gesturing towards the apple. "Gaaaaaaahurhurhurhurrrrrr!? They always get me awaaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyyy!" he said rubbing his eyes together, collapsing to the floor. "Daaaaaaahhhhahahahahhaaaaawwwwwwww!..... Yaaaaaaahahahahhahhaaaawwww! The only way this could be worse is if we find some kinda trap in here! You know like those classic movie people seem to parody! And then come nazis and weird natives yelling stuff!"

Rising up, cleaning his ears with his pinkies, he spoked "Well... at least it isn't a PINEapple, although I rather prefer THAT about now..."
Split looked skeptically at his companion. "So... this is it..?" He asked

"You done yet or - OH dear god... *CLICK*" Chad's message cut itself off abruptly. Apparently he was checking in. At least the guy hadn't abandoned him completely, though he couldn't be sure after that.. scene. This whole thing was beginning to wear on him... to put it nicely. Next thing he saw, that thing was getting ripped in half.
Mental flips his way over to the Apple-

-and downs it all in one bite.

Click

Mental belches off to the side, and swirling, opaque portal opens. "LET US SCURRY!" Mental then hops through the portal.

It doesn't close behind him...