Psst! Yo, check it! The emblem's peekin' through! Shhh, let's reveal this bad boy!
as we see the symbol of the rebellion
Hot damn! We hit the jackpot, Merion! Look at that sweet booty! Time to blow this joint and gather the gang, my man!
yeah! This will be useful for our fight against the haves.
Woo-hoo! Let's flex those wings and rise up, birdie! We gotta spread the word, fly high, and make some noise! Time for the rebellion to ignite, man!
after some time flying, Merional and Raven notices that the rebels had ignored their discovery
What the actual fck?! They're blind as bats! They don't even know this sht exists! Well, screw 'em! We'll show 'em what they're missing!
looks like we're on our own
Damn straight, birdie! We ain't needin' those sell-out rebels anyway! We're gonna rock this sh*t ourselves, fly solo, and make our own damn noise!
but without help from the other rebels, how do you plan to take down the haves?
grinning mischievously Ain't no problemo, my fine feathered friend! We'll stir up some trouble, cause a ruckus, and shake things up!
Hell yeah, just you and me, partner in crime! We're gonna be the dynamic duo, swooping in and swooping out, leaving chaos in our wake!
ok... but I hope there's more than just us two after this.
throws a spray can onto the wall No worries, my flighty friend! We'll make 'em tremble! But first, let's give this place a little makeover, huh?
With a thought, Merional brings forth three spray cans into his hands
<Merional and Raven spend the night spray-painting graffiti all over the abandoned subway, creating their own rebellious masterpiece>
ooh look, they came today. Takes off the bagel mask revealing Merional's robind face
Holy hell, Merion! You hidin' a whole face under that mask? Damn, birdie, you got tricks up your sleeves! Time to unleash the freak show, baby!
hehe, sometimes I think of putting nails in my mask for effect.
Ha! That would definitely add some nails to the game, Merion! Nailed it! But hey, let's save the nail-gripping action for the haves, right?
well.....maybe I should of did that to get people's attention.
Nah, forget about the nails, my winged partner-in-crime! We don't need gimmicks; we need action!
so should I join the other rebels?
snorts dismissively Join the other rebels? Why would you wanna join a bunch of sheep when you can be a lone wolf, baby?
Hey wait, wouldn't we be considered rebels too then?
raises an eyebrow and grins devilishly Oh, we are rebels, my robind friend! We're the rebel rebels, breaking the mold and forging our own path!
Hey, why did you call me "robind" earlier?
winks playfully Oh, just a little nickname I came up with, Merion! "Robind" has a certain ring to it, don't you think?
he smiles It sure does. It sound like "Robin" from Robin Hood.
Ding, ding, ding! You got it, Merion! We're the Robin Hood of this story, stealing from the rich and giving to... well, ourselves! Haha!
his eyes widened WOAH! WAIT A MINUTE! YOU MEAN THAT WE ARE ACTUALLY THE MERCINNALS WHO STEAL FROM THE RICH AND GIVE TO THE POOR!?
throws hands up in the air Bam! You got it, Merion! We're the Mercinnals, the masked marauders, the symphony of theft!
BUT THEN THE REBELS SHOULD BE THANKING US FOR STEALING FROM THEM AND GIVING TO THE HAVE NOTS!
laughs uproariously Hah! The irony is killing me, Merion! We steal from the rebels and give to the have-nots, while the rebels steal from the poor and give to themselves! Talk about turning the tables, huh?
hehe, now I feel like fighting them and joining the mercinnals.
<Merional and Raven decide to steal valuable artifacts from the rich and donate them to the poor, continuing the legacy of the Mercinnals. They become notorious figures, feared by the rich and admired by the poor.>
oh! I'm getting into the mood now. I was born ready
Woo-hoo! You're ready to rock and roll, Merion! Let's put on our masks, grab our tools, and hit the streets!
remember the rules......leave no witnesses, take nothing that isn't valuables. Don't kill if it's not necessary, unless they try to kill us. As long as no one gets hurt.
pounds fist against palm You got it, Merion! The golden rules of the Mercinnals! We swoop in, swipe their shiny treasures, and vanish into the night! No bloodshed unless absolutely necessary, and even then, we aim for non-lethal targets! Our mantra? "Take, Take, Take, Leave, Leave, Leave!" Time to dance with destiny, partner!
Remember, keep the namesakes alive. If we kill Robin Hood, who's going to steal from the rich and give to the poor?
Ain't nobody gonna steal from the rich and give to the poor like the Mercinnals, Merion! We'll keep those namesakes breathing, but if push comes to shove, we'll turn the tables and flip the script! After all, we're the masters of mischief, the sultans of sneakiness, the devils of deception! Now, let's get out there and show 'em what we're made of, partner!
I have an idea. If we ever need backup, just call on the creatures of the night. They will help us just because our methods mirror theirs.
snaps fingers Brilliant, Merion! The creatures of the night on our side? Now that's a game-changer!
And they could be our Alibis if something goes wrong!
Hell yeah, Merion! With the creatures of the night backing us up, we'll have the perfect alibi! They'll be our partners in crime, our shield in the dark! Just imagine the look on the faces of our enemies when they realize they've been outsmarted by a pair of mischievous rebels and a pack of nocturnal accomplices! Priceless, my friend!