Wait a bloody minute...

The comics a lie. I seem to remember helping.

Hmmm...I'm confused.

Yes... Today, we (the Incorruptible Society of PPN) slaughter. Tomorrow, we dine... in Great Quintana! O mighty Emperor Palpatine, Mighty Late Founder of the Galactic Empire: pray for our souls; may the unlimited, all-consuming power of Darth Sidious coarse through my veins. Pro Novo Ordinem de Imperator et Imperium!! CHARGE!!! (runs towards the massive army of DiD minions at full speed and attacks them in total banshee mayhem)

Hey!! I need to talk to ye.

Alright. Just let me save some time to flee to a safe haven. (sprints to mountain in a distance of 5 miles. Gasps for breath and lies down for a moment.) Okay, now; please identify your situation, Charizard Master.

Well...Ho-Oh46 talked to me about helping us...he knows where Broly is. What do you think? I'm confused about this.

WHAT?!! How *dare* you mention this vile heathen who defamed the very foundations of PPN! Why, pray tell, would you allow this treacherous anarchist swine to join our alliance?

Forget it...I told him not to help. Sorry...

Hmm... WAIT! Now that you mention it, perhaps he *could* be a valuable asset to our noble cause. On the other hand, since he is one of the most hated members of PPN, then I don't see why we should get chummy with him; that just won't do. Although I may already have an idea; perhaps we shall interrogate him!

Alright! Well...I was thinking AFTER this is done, I'll have a beach party for us after all the girls are released!! How's that? Invite them all!!

Well, perhaps we *could* plan an event of festivities; I was thinking that a more formal, practical and suitable Baroque theme might be a much more tasteful (and perhaps thrilling) idea. A victory gala/banquet shall be in order, located in the Subterranean Quintana Lair in scenic Antarctica, where we shall all witness the launch of the 1st Quintana Space Station from the North Atlantic Ocean. We could even invite some famous Pokemon Masters, Breeders, and Coordinators from all over the world!

*thinks for a while* Okay!! *gets excited and shoots out a Flamethrower* I thought...this party could be at a beach. But, in Antarctica?! I hope there is a swimming pool there!! That would be perfect for me!! *laughs* Nice cool water. I would like that...with a lot of young females by me. *shakes the head* Sorry...can't help but to think about it. *laughs again* It's my mind going in a spin. It's just going out of control. Just thinking that is all!! Can I help plan it? There I go again...bloody @#$%

Oy vey, you're killing me, kid. HAH! Just kidding; I'm not Hebrew, I'm a Costa Rican. Of course there will be *indoor* hot tubs, *indoor* swimming pools on top of other swimming pools, an *indoor* spa, an *indoor* paintball chamber, and an *indoor* arcade cave: all in one giant, subterranean lair (that I own) in Antarctica! Besides: how do you explain that we are supposed to party in a *subterranean* lair? It's the perfect reason why we might not at all worry about the high radon content in hotter subterranean areas of the earth. So what do you say, pal?

Okay! I'm in this! *laughs* I love big parties! *looks at Flannery* We will be there! We promise!