Option 2

Seems interesting...

Option 3

It's the most neutral.

- The people in Hong Kong are rebelling cuz of some shit about free speech

- Trump is under investigation and might be impeached

- The Area 51 raid failed

- Blizzard is being attacked by Reddit because they support China for the money

- Reddit is frantically making memes about Hong Kong

- Skybreak was made and played for many hours by a lot of members of this site

- Anything else I haven't mentioned, I don't really pay attention to the news that much, and I wasn't active for a while over the summer

Option 3

Kinda curious, but Mopsie's schemes are not the thing to commit to. Of course, I don't really wish to commit to anything, really. 

Digit come back pls

Option 2

I guess we'll call it a draw. 
 

If we concede to him, he'll gloat and I'll hate it.

If we claim victory, he might clock Pennyworth, which might be entertaining, but I slightly care about Pennyworth. 

Also, he's a butler, after all, so he's supposed to be polite or something.

Option 2

Butlers do nice things

That's why I said that you might be good for calories, and you have other uses as well. 

Lesse..

1) Endmaster cuz he can probably keep the others in line

2) Gower because he seems nice and can maybe entertain us

3) Cricket because talking crickets are sort of useful

4) C6H8O6 because I know him irl

5) venyanwarrior so that End and Cricket make fun of him instead of me, also possibly good calories for consuming if we get bored of him. 
 

Sounds great to me.

     “Well, uh, sir. You seem to be quite gentlemanly to our less experienced officers, but we know you here. You must realize that supporting the Juul will get you nowhere here.”

     “Well, sir, for your information, I was simply hoping to pick up some exotic materials to ship to clients across the galaxy. Do you wish to stop the honest merchant’s business?” 

     “Honest merchant? Do you really want me to list everything you’ve done to earn your reputation? Because I can ramble on for ages on the topic, describing each and every one of the things you’ve done. The bounty on your head is over fifty silver pieces to the one who brings you in dead, double that if you’re alive.” 

     Haug whistled in disbelief. “A fine price for a fine being, if I do say so myself. But, my dear man, I must be off soon. My lover awaits, and I really don’t wish to make her wait any longer.” He winked at the officer, before turning tail and running away, coattails flapping. 

     The officer cursed, and gave chase. As he ran, he awkwardly pulled his transmitter from its holster, and radioed for backup while he tried to pull his pistol out with his free hand. Within seconds, he could see a line of specks racing through the atmosphere on the horizon. 

     He finally succeeded in pulling out his gun, but had already lost sight of his target. He cursed again, so wretchedly it would have made a pirate blush. Hopefully his strike team would be able to find that blasted man. Haug. The one who had given his men so much trouble over the past few months, with all of his spies running about and his dealings with the underground of this place. 

     Haug was something special, a race remarkably similar to humans, but with a much quicker wit, and which could debate history and philosophy with even the most well-known geniuses of this era. 

     The dots on the horizon had flown all over the city, looking for the criminal. One of them neared him, and landed in front of him. It was an elf, one of his highest-ranking detectives. The officer braced himself for the bad news. 

     “I’m sorry, sir, but I’m afraid the men got a bit trigger-happy. One of them shot another one of our officers, believing it was Haug, bit quickly found out he wasn’t. In a different sector of the city, the men spotted him, and radioed for backup, but were all found with gunshot holes in their heads. A few minutes ago, a ship fought through the blockade we established earlier. It matched the description of Haug’s exactly. It seems he’s escaped, for now.” 

     The officer had wasted so much time and effort on this operation, expecting highly lucrative rewards. He had a wife. Kids. He needed the money. Sadly, he waved the other officers away, and slowly trudged his way to his house, wanting to prolong telling them the news as long as possible. 
 

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Lol my Skybreak character isn't even the main character but I hope it's fine.