This episode is inspired by the 3rd CLASSIC TEAM Miniseries, "MEGAMI SHUGYOU".
< Mt Hejovik / Valiant's Peak >
Valiant's Peak is a clearing where the strongest melee fighters train and ascend. CilantroQueen is here today, amidst the raging storm, to look for a rare species of cilantro.
Liaju struggles to hold on to her umbrella which has already inverted itself and is on the verge of being plucked away by the wind.
Liaju *done* : This is so fuckin' stupid and so not slay. Why are we here again? I'm starting to rah-gret this. Can Ozappa just have a peaceful episode for once??
Liaju turns around to find CilantroQueen strutting around with a giant cilantro leaf as a makeshift umbrella.
Liaju: How the FUCK is your cilantro "parasol" not getting absolutely ravaged by the rain?!
CilantroQueen *smirk* : That's the power of cilantro, baby~ Get into it~
Liaju: I hate this. This place sucks.
CilantroQueen: Anywho, this "primal cilantro" that I'm looking for... I really want it for my cilantro juice cleanse... where could it be hidden...?
CilantroQueen tilts her head slightly to hiss at this goddess-y looking lady who's approaching her with a charged up gold sword.
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CilantroQueen: ...and what's with this barbaric woman constantly coming for my neck? What a sociopath, urgh!
Jaymin steps forward valiantly, ready to defend her friend from harm.
Jaymin: I'll deal with this tramp! You dig for your shit, Cilan! Liaju, you mind helpin'?
CilantroQueen: Thanks, girlies~ *wanders off*
Liaju *dread* : Oh hell nuh... no way am I fightin' this hoe. She looks STRONG like... sis is clearly built different!
Goddess-in-training *insulted* : WHO ARE YOU TO CALL ME A HOE, YOU SPINELESS CRITTER?!
Liaju: The fuck... I commended you for being built different yet you only took notice of the "hoe" part? Way to go, man. It's hard being nice sometimes.
Jaymin *frustrated* : YA!! Did you really have to aggravate her further??
Liaju: Tsk! Why's it my fault that the hoe has anger management issues...?
Jaymin *panic* : WATCH OUT!!
Jaymin jumps in front of Liaju with a flimsy-looking crystal shield just as the goddess-in-training lands a deafening strike from her sword.
The impact not only shatters Jaymin's pathetic shield but slices her into several sashimi slices, enough for a tiny platter. Individual eyes pop up from each of the dissected Jaymin slices and they start scurrying about frantically, reminiscent to the imagery of a headless chicken running but less oyakodon and more body horror.
Jaymin slice 1: I'm sorry, Liaju. And Cilan.
Jaymin slice 2: I can't PROTEC no more...!
Liaju: Um.
Jaymin slice 3: I LET YALL DOWN!!
The Jaymin slices disperse into the tall grass like rats. Liaju diverts her attention to the glowing goddess-in-training before her.
Liaju: Well fuck.