He opens his mouth to give another smartass reply, but then there's that explosion. He bodily jumps at the sudden sound, and the force of it—but Golisopod acts faster than Guzma can, and in half a second the giant bug has Guzma pressed to his underbelly. His form is curled over him, four of his arms wrapped around Guzma to keep him in place, while his thicker arms that are more shield-like work to block what his body can't. He's basically like a bug shield, Guzma barely visible under him.]
Get offa me, ya dumb bug!
[Golisopod seems less inclined to listen, but with enough of a struggle, Guzma's let free. He straightens his zip up hoodie, and the glasses on his head, shooting Golisopod an annoyed stare—before looking to Andy.]
Yeah? Can't handle it on your own, huh? Need help from Big Bad Guzma!
[With a lazy, side-long glance he looks to the bank, his hands slipping into his pockets. He shrugs.]
I'm feelin' it—how about you?
[He asks as he glances at Golisopod, the bug replying by standing up straight, raising those two larger arms, his claws extending fully. He's no better than his trainer.]
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He opens his mouth to give another smartass reply, but then there's that explosion. He bodily jumps at the sudden sound, and the force of it—but Golisopod acts faster than Guzma can, and in half a second the giant bug has Guzma pressed to his underbelly. His form is curled over him, four of his arms wrapped around Guzma to keep him in place, while his thicker arms that are more shield-like work to block what his body can't. He's basically like a bug shield, Guzma barely visible under him.]
Get offa me, ya dumb bug!
[Golisopod seems less inclined to listen, but with enough of a struggle, Guzma's let free. He straightens his zip up hoodie, and the glasses on his head, shooting Golisopod an annoyed stare—before looking to Andy.]
Yeah? Can't handle it on your own, huh? Need help from Big Bad Guzma!
[With a lazy, side-long glance he looks to the bank, his hands slipping into his pockets. He shrugs.]
I'm feelin' it—how about you?
[He asks as he glances at Golisopod, the bug replying by standing up straight, raising those two larger arms, his claws extending fully. He's no better than his trainer.]
Aiight, we're in.