Chapter 849: Incoming Punks
=Alright, looks like the Bone Brigade is unavailable…shit.=
=Apparently that exhibition match from earlier took a bit more out of them anticipated.=
=I don’t know, and I find it out annoying that the actual kaijin don’t want to help.=
=Fine…wait a minute…I don’t recognize these ones…who the fuck are they?=
=How weird are we talking about?=
=Oh…=
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Meanwhile, in a portion of the library where Zhen Liu was blasting off like a human rocket, literally…
‘Okay, I seriously do not remember the library being this long, what the fuck?’
[To be fair, *yawn*, you tend to go to rooms that aren’t this far into the library.]
‘That’s fa-wait a minute, who the fuck are you?’
[Seriously? You named me like…five minutes ago.]
‘Oh…wait, we’re you originally female?’
[Meh. I’m feeling more of a they/them.]
‘Aight. Whatever floats your-wait a minute…why do I get this feeling something is about to make cringe to the very depths of my soul.’
[Don’t do that too hard, I think I can feel that harder than the others.]
‘Noted.’
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[Okay, I think we should-what the fuck am I sensing?]
[GERONIMO!]
[Incoming!]
[You dunderhead! You ruined the surprise!]
[MOVE!]
*BOOM!*
While the trio of feminine evolving zakos were in the middle of planning their next action, a different trio of unusual looking skeletal zakos appeared out of nowhere and attempted to jump the aforementioned feminine trio.
(Un)fortunately, this surprise attack didn’t pan out as expected.
The marble statue zako managed to react fast enough and grab both her wooden companion and her metallic companion before the attacking trio of skeletal zakos could land a hit. However, the invading trio now had to deal with listening to the banter taking place between the ambushers.
It wasn’t pleasant to listen to, to say the least. On the plus side, their attacks didn’t kick up any dust, so the trio of feminine zakos knew exactly who to direct their ire towards in regards to their crude words.
[Oi! How they’d dodge our attacks that fast?,] shouted one skeletal zako with a strange dome-like head and dome-like fists. [I thought they’d be too heavy what with all the mass to their forms. I mean my head’s heavy cause I got all this bone up there, shouldn’t that one be heavier at least with all that metal in their rear?]
[Hey!]
[I swear me claws managed to scratch somethin!,] a skeletal zako with unusually large claws for hands and a sharp face complained while scratching their chin with them in a surprisingly nimble manner. [I mean look at the woody one! She got lines all over her! I must’ve at least scratched somethin soft on her!]
[I’ll have you know that my grains are all natural! You, you brute!]
*Crack!*
[Ow!]
[That tickles!]
In response to his companions’ dumbass remarks, the largest of the skeletal zakos, who looked like a humanoid dinosaur skeleton that happened to have a back covered in spikes, a helmeted skull and an axe for tail, proceeded to smash both of their heads with his fists. Despite the loud sound that was produced, neither zako looked the least bit injured.
[The reason they managed to avoid us was because you two boneheads were too damn loud! The point of a sneak attack is to be sneaky! Otherwise, that stone-skinned broad wouldn’t have been able to save her mates so quickly!]
[That didn’t sound mean, but there was something about that statement that rubbed me the wrong way, so, fuck you.]
[Sorry, boss!]
[Yeah…wait a minute, aren’t we all made of bone? So why are you calling us bone-]*thwack!*[-ow!]
[What did I say about being a smart mouth?!]
[S-save it for when we actually have mouths?]
[Exactly!]
[Uh…what the fuck?]
To say the trio of feminine zakos were confused was a bit of an understatement. Up until a couple of hours ago, they barely understood the concept of sentience because it was developing at the same rate at the concept of [Lust] and libido. But now, having met this odd trio of skeletal zakos with odd features, they developed a brand new concept and feeling.
Cringe.
The trio continued to watch the skeletal zakos do…whatever the fuck this was, until they couldn’t take it anymore.
More specifically, the wooden zako girl decided to speak up first.
[Okay, enough of this…hey! Would you three mind explaining who the fuck you are and why you decided to attack us? We didn’t bother you.]
[Huh?]*3
Being called out like this caused all three of the skeletal zakos to turn their heads towards the wooden on in confusion, as if she said something incredibly dumb/dense.
Which she technically did.
[Are you for real, girlie? You’re the ones trying to break into a prison of all places to spring some prisoners loose!,] the clawed zako pointed out. [That definitely constitutes as somethin’, don’t it?]
[I mean…I guess?]
[As for who we are,] the biggest of the group decided to interject.[We are a group of special zakos that had been modified by the Curator of Emotion with special materials created based upon memories of the current Kaijin Lord. While we formerly don’t have any names yet, we have been given a group name based on shared characteristics.]
[Are you called the Boneheads by any chance?,] the copper zako retorted.
[Heh! That’s kind of true!,] the dome headed zako laughed…up until the spiked one smacked him on the head again.
[Hey!]
[No, you sassy bell!,] the clawed one called out. [We’re not called the Boneheads, we’re the…the…Paleo…Paleo…what was the word he used again? Pukers? Punkers?]
[Don’t ask me, I thought we were called the Paleolancers!]
[You’re both wrong!,] the spiked one yelled before redirecting his attention back at the trio of feminine zakos.
[You can call us the Paleo Punks! We’re s group of zakos that just need a little extra to become first stringer kaijin, and we’re the ones assigned to keep this prison intact and these prisoners in line!]
Once the leader of the Paleo Punks made their identity known, the other two looked a bit more solid and confident about their position for some reason.
[Now then, since you now know who we are, how about you do us the kindness of either leaving, since we appear to be all fragments of the same stone here and we’d rather not trounce you if we can help it,] the lead Paleo Punk continued. [Or, you can identify who you lot are and we can settle this with violence, yeah?]
[Uh…]
At the notion of identifying themselves, the feminine zakos trio were a bit flabbergasted. After all,they were in the middle of trying to figure that out for themselves as well. With that fact in mind, the trio opted to huddle up and put their heads together. Much to the confusion of the Paleo Punks.
[Uh…excuse me? What are you doing?,] the dome headed Paleo Punk asked.
[We’re having a team huddle,] the marble zako replied. [Just…figuring out how to distribute fighters.]
[Oh…okay…wait…hey, boss?]
[Yeah?]
[Shouldn’t we take this chance to get another surprise attack on them? I mean… they’re unprepared right now.]
*Thwack!*
[Hey!]
[We may be punks, but we are also gentlemen of war. Let the ladies figure out their plan and then we can attack them.]
[But why?]
…
[So…do we actually have a name or are we just flying by the seat of our pants here?,] the wooden asked. [Because those Paleo Punks got a whole name scheme set-up and I’m a little jealous.]
[First off, we don’t wear pants so we can’t fly by the seat of them,] the copper one pointed out. [Second…yeah, I get what you mean but I have no idea what kind of name suits us in the slightest.]
[Well…what do we have in common?,] the marble one asked her compatriots…prompting them to release a simultaneous”uh” sound.
[Uh… we’re all female type zakos?]
[That’s good, what else?]
[We…all got a guy waiting for us in a dark cell?]
[Not relevant to the moment, but that is true…]
[Oh! Oh! All three of us technically count as a mythological type of creature known as a golem, since we’re all technically a type of constructed lifeform!]
[…]
[…]
[What?]
[How…how do you know that?]
[Why do you know that?]
[I got bored on the walk here and I found a book that looked interesting.]
[Ah…wait, we can read?]
