Ragn Valdr peacefully shifts through the pages of the Paxonomicon, building instructions to ice cream stands and lounge bars passing by his eyes as he's searching through the content...
Skull of Pacificass: "Hey, man. I think we've got company. Doesn't look like he wants to sell us thin mints."
Ragn: "How to build stracciatella ice cr-"
Ragn: "What's this now?"
Blue Space Guy: "In the name of the Intergalactic Space Defense Force, I command you to seize all your activities and allow yourself to be arrested!"
SoP: "Wait, did you come here all by yourself?"
BSG: "Yeah, why? It's just one cultist and a talking skull!"
Ragn: "That's what I love about you heroic types. Excellent theatrical timing. Girls?"
BSG: "Wait. What?"
Stalla: "GET HIM!"
[KRASH!] [KRAK!!] [KAPOW!!!]
Mynnie: "What's gonna work?"
Staphanie & Stalla: "TEAMWORK!"
BSG: "Oh this is just @#$%."
SoP: "So...What'd we do now?"
Ragn: "We put him where he can't harm any one, until we have further need of him."
SoP: "Gotcha, man. One portal, coming right up!"
[A loud rumbling fills the air as a portal made of bright basic colored CLOan bricks rises from the depths...]
Mynnie: " Dead Love couldn't go no further, proud of and disgusted by her, push shove, a little bruised and battered, oh Lord I ain't coming home with you~ "
Stalla: "Oh no, that song's going to get stuck in my head again..."
Staphanie: "Ugh, tell me about it. Should I just put something on?"
Ragn: "My life's a bit more colder, dead wife is what I told her, brass knife sinks into my shoulder, oh babe don't know what I'm gonna doooo-oh damn it."
SoP: "Great song. Not as amazing as Kreedence Klearwater Revival though, they were amazing at Woodstok. Man, I met up with this crazy Bionicle chick there once, she taught me how to build my first blu-"
[FIFTEEN MINUTES (of which five were spent listening to stories about Woodstok) LATER...]
Ragn: "Comfortable, Mr. Space Guy?"
BSG: "You'll never get away with this, you maniac! We've stopped the Brikpocalypse before, you'll never be able to alter the Kanon!"
Ragn: "Staphanie, if you'd please. I'm done listening to this simpleton."
Staphanie: "Sure thing, boss!"
BSG: "Wait! NO! STOP!"
[Muffled screaming is slowly drowned out by Lorde's "Everybody Wants To Rule The World"...]