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..Hmm.. seems like I got here right on cue', the blue male would think to himself while having observed the sort of tense vibes the room was giving off just before he made his grand entrance; even with that goofy grin of his persisting through the brief introductions. There was some real nice energy coming off from Ellie, nice and bright. The others seemed a tad more shy, or maybe distracted, hard to tell right off the bat. Still, his entrance had helped stabilize Emily's glitchy'ness a bit, as he had hoped. Now… about those orders Jack had just barked out. You could just feel the sheer power and absolute dominance coming out of that manly, studmuffin's shout; which you could just tell oozed out nothing but the purest of confidence. A truly impacting Fus Ro Dah coming from the Boss Man, if he had ever heard one. Freak had to do something special in order to properly honor such a mighty command. [c]
Being one of the last few out the door would help what he did next. "Well you heard the man! Go, go, go!! Let's move it, FREAKS!" And with that, Freak would explode with a Bang, into an entire Army of Toy Soldier Freaks, all of which responded in clear and loud unison, "SIR, YES SIR." There were pocket sized freaks all over the place. Some crawling to the line up as if already doing military drills. Others sprinting in formation, shoulder-to-shoulder, while chanting along, and the upper top half all parachuting down to rejoin those at ground level. With a couple of them seen driving around toy jeeps and tanks along the sides and back ranks, while the main 'freaky' force traveled down the center. It was truly a sight to behold. "One, Two, Three, Four, - Captain Jack means all out war~ Hip, Hah, Hoo-rah, - His might will crush all, fellas.~" [c]
Out the door they'd start to resemble into Freak, once they'd find the right spot to line up at, but like any true freak, some would

stray off to do their own thing. Sneaky lil' deserters that they were known to be. But they were doing so well earlier…, yeah, probably pretending so that they wouldn't draw any attention before making it out the door. So where would they decide to go anyways? (While leaving freak partially incomplete.) To Emily, of course. Those little bastards starting to use their military training for nefarious purposes as they began to use climbing gear to conquer the tall, sexy drink that was now Mount Emily. They really wanted to go for those gorgeous, mountainous peaks,.. if you know what I mean… The real Freak, giving a couple of displeased glances at the rowdy lil bunch while remaining in formation. "Pssst, stop that, get back here. That's an order." He'd whisper dominantly to them, only to be responded with wacky 'no way in hell' poses. [c]

This, of course, being followed by tongues being rudely stuck out at him. "Oi. Don't make me break formation and go over there. I mean it!" Again he'd whisper to them while the speedy lil' dashy devils continued to climb and dash about Emily's form, the most sneaky two of the bunch making it over to her shoulders and performing a silly, angel vs. devil bit trying to really get a laugh out of her, as if the tiny tickles weren't enough. They were really out of control. Kinda. -Like Freak before them, they just wanted some time off. So they secretly decided to climb Mount Emily for some sky diving and hand gliding fun. After which, they'd promptly return to finish, properly reforming all of Freak's trademarked, crazy hair. Freak, also, trying his best not to laugh at their shenanigans as they eventually made their way back to him and began one last climb to finish the reformation. -Ahem- Right. Line up, belatedly, yet still successfully accomplished. [e]