#interactions. buzz.

! 𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 : 𝚋𝚞𝚣𝚣.

archie wasn't lying when they said the city didn't exactly like what was happening: halcyon city looked like one of those y2k atomic zombie movies with the inappropriately dressed protagonist and 2 hours of just straight up zombie killing til the bad ending … well, maybe the visual and special effect budget went up by like $500 million and so did the fucking smells too, jesus christ they stunk. truth was, buzz probably couldn't do much physically, even with their flight because ding ding ding : some of these things had wings. but they did have something of a plan; restoring power to one of the major grids could probably help out, especially since they wanted to track down where the demonic opening of pandora's jar came from. doing that might help this shit end.

but for the moment, they'd need to aid out. anyone they come across while trying to get some more power back up could probably help. “ yo, you ! you got powers ? ” buzz's cyber voice can be heard thanks to the helmet. “ if you do, can you- HEY, WATCH IT BUZZO ! ” buzz groans as they duck a flying thingy or whatever. “ I'm trying to get to one of the cell towers to get it back on; think you can help me get there ? ”  gotta be better than sticking around to become demon chow, right ? 

（     •°•  ⚠  •°•         /        ⭑      ）did  cash  wanna  be  out  and  about  right  now  ?  personally,  nah.  they  could  use  a  nap  or  six,  especially  after  the  horrors  of  the  darkhold  nearly  got  them.  it  was  like  playing  a  game  on  that  one  mode  where  every  fucking  stat  is  on  the  high  and  beyond,  and  you  gotta  finish  all  the  levels  with  the  very  one  health  bar  you  got.  when  the  dome  broke  and  the  sun's  light  poured  in,  it  felt  like  a  big  ass  victory  sign.  but  now  was  the  epilogue,  and  though  they'll  never  explicitly  show  it,  seeing  some  of  the  people  dead  …  it  was  fucked  up.  which  was  why  they  were  out  today,  putting  away  ‘buzz’  and  just  being  cash  to  promote  the  queens  event  since  they'd  be  dj'ing  for  it. 

“  ey;  you  want  a  flyer,  father  …  wait,  are  you  like  a  real  priest  or  is  that  a  kinky  thing  ?  ”  the  bee  vigilante  tilts  their  head  as  they  notice  the  collar  and  all  that;  father  was  hot,  that  was  for  damn  sure,  which  made  them  question  whether  or  not  it  was  just  practice  for  pride  or  if  he  was  the  real  deal  walking  by.  if  it  was  the  latter,  it  kind  of  didn't  matter  if  they  got  told  they  were  going  to  hell  (  didn't  believe  in  all  that  anyways.  )