TranZExual took a step forward and faced off with the Big Bubbly Sailor Moon Possession Beast. A breeze blew causing a few leaves to lift up and float by.

… Serious sounding isn’t it?

Everyone except Zenki & Inugami: Shhhh!!!!!

Jeez… sooooor-ry!

TranZExual locked eyes with the Big Bubbly Sailor Moon Possession Beast and they circled each other for a few moments.

TranZExual: ……
Big Bubbly Sailor Moon Possession Beast: ……
Everyone except Zenki & Inugami: ……
Zenki: Waaaa~~~
Inugami: Waaa… ruined! Boohoo…

The Big Bubbly Sailor Moon Possession Beast suddenly stopped moving and struck a pose. One arm was outstretched straight up while the other was bent at the elbow, at a right angle to its chest. Both of its legs were bent at the knees, facing opposite directions.

TranZExual: *gasp~~~* Like, pthhya! I can like, tho totally beat that!

TranZExual balanced on one foot, while the other leg was up in the air. His hands formed a diamond in front of his face.

The Big Bubbly Sailor Moon Possession Beast made a pose that looked like it was in the middle of doing the chicken dance. Both arms were facing forward with the hands open in a beak shape, but the legs were in a form of a curtsy.

TranZExual balanced on his side on one hand and foot while the other leg was parallel to the ground and the other arm was doing the Sailor Moon V sign against his forehead.

The Big Bubbly Sailor Moon Possession Beast somehow managed to balance on one foot at an angle, the other leg bent at the knee behind the other leg. Both arms were parallel to the ground but one was straight out and the other was bent at the elbow.

TranZExual threw his arms up and let his wrists droop. One leg was bent up while the other was balanced on the ball of his foot.

Everyone except Zenki and Inugami: …… T_T;;  This is… lame…

Hey… isn’t that the ‘Crane position’ from the Karate Kid???

TranZExual suddenly lost his balance and stumbled backward before tumbling down on top of… poor… poor… little… Zenki.

Zenki: Gaaaaahhh!!!!!!! Waaaaaaaa!!! Get off meeeeeee!!!
TranZExual: Oopth!! Tho thorry!!
Inugami: *laughs at Zenki for a couple seconds then starts wailing again*

Getting fallen on by a version of big Zenki has got to hurt…

Everyone else except Zenki and Inugami: *points and laughs at Zenki*

Aww…. poor little thing…

A voice with a southern red-neck accent: Whit in tarnations is goin’ on?!

What the…? *Now* who is it?!

A form walks up to crowd of people. He is wearing a straw hat, overalls and is holding a pitchfork. The hair that is red and in a ponytail…

Wait a minute… red hair? ... Is that who I think it is? AGAIN??

Farmer Z: Git off ma land! All of yas! Damn tourists…

Everyone: *stare~~~*

Farmer Z: Whit are ya all starin’ at?! I’ll poke you with ma pitchfork!!!
Akiravolta: What the hell are you talking about?
Farmer Z: Shut up, ya cowlick haired freak. You punkasses don’t know diddly squat!!
Akiravolta: I… geez…

What’s this?! Akiravolta out of insults?! Has this farmer actually beaten Akiravolta at the game of insulting others?!

Farmer Z: Hey! You shut up too ya disembodied freak voice!

*sniff*  That was mean... I’m not only a voice… I have feelings too you know! Waaaa….

Inugnarly: Like, dude, that was totally uncool.
Farmer Z: I wasn’t talkin’ to you, ya blond, idiotic, surfer freak. Ya can’t even talk right!
Inugnarly: Dude! That was like… totally harsh man…

TranZExual: Uggh! He’th like tho mean! *goes and hides behind Chiaki, peering over her shoulder*
Chiaki: …… Did you just touch me…?

Farmer Z then saw Chiaki, his eyes widened and he stalked over to her.

Uh oh… this doesn’t look good…

Farmer Z: Woman! Whit are ya doin’ out here! *waves his pitchfork about* Where’s your bandana! Where’s your apron! Why aren’t ya cookin’ ma dinner!!
Chiaki: …Excuse me?
Farmer Z: Wh- Are you talkin’ back to me, bitch?!
Chiaki: Uhh……
Farmer Z: Silence, woman! Now go back to the farmhouse and cook ma dinner! AND TAKE CARE OF THOSE GODDAMMED KIDS, THEY’RE CRYING AND SCREAMING AND SHITTIN’ ALL OVER THE HOUSE!!!
Chiaki: … I don’t have any kids!!!

Now what are we going to do about this guy?!
Wait… now who’s that in the distance?

A slender figure is walking towards the group this time. She has purple-black hair and is wearing black leather and carrying a whip…

Black leather wearing chick: Hey! Leave her alone you f***ing bastard!
Farmer Z: Who are you?!

I think it’s safe to say that…it would have been better off if we never had met any of them.