Force child in hyperdimension neptunia

CPU False Faceoff and Copypaste

Twelfth Brother: You two better help me look out for Pantheon! Or else!

Warechu: Okay we don't want to be killed, chu!

???: Fine I will, since I didn't like that suited man.

Warechu looks back at ???.

Warechu: Easily. Busting down any protective measures is the mark of a true pirated wares dealer, chu!

???: Well I don't like it! Some tiny rat shouldn't be able to do things that I can't! All their games must die!

Warechu: Do what you want, I guess. But seriously, why in the world was I forced into coming along?

Twelfth Brother: So you can overlook the Inquisitorius and our operations!

???: More people, more destruction! Even a little rat can be helpful! Gaaaahahahaha!

Warechu: Arguing with this meathead is tiring. That old hag was more tolerable...

Warechu: I'll bust stuff up with you, but I ain't gonna even try to fight those CPU broads.

Twelfth Brother: I will face Pantheon not destroy things.

???: I don't want a cowards help, anyway! Nobody can match my awesome destructive powers in battle!!!

Warechu: You've never met them, so of course you can talk like that... Try beating that sadistic CPU...

Plutia: Oooh goodie! It's Mister Rat!

Twelfth Brother: Pantheon must be near it seems.

Warechu: C-Crap! That sleepy voice...!

Plutia: Hehehe. I've miiiissed you...

Warechu: D-Don't come any closer! Stay...Stay back, chu!

Neptune: Ew! Plutie, don't touch that. Wild rats are dirtier than my unwashed cereal bowls!

Plutia: Oh, that's right... Mister Rat is icky and dirty...

Twelfth Brother: Hahaha! *Laughs Mockingly*

Warechu: I got proper hygiene, y'know! And I'm not a rat, either! My name's Warechu, dang it...

Noire: If the rat's here, then that must mean the Seven Sages are behind this.

???: THAT IS CORRECT!!!!!

Neptune: Whoa, my ears just exploded with noise...! Now that's what I call a loud voice and stuff...

Plutia: Oww My ears are ringing...

Pantheon: Urrh! *Pained groan from the noise*

Copypaste: I am one of the Seven Sages! The strongest of them all... COPYPASTE!!!!

Warechu: Cripes, man... Why does everyone spill the beans about who they are so readily?!

Copypaste: What?! Should I have kept my identity a secret?!

Warechu: Well, obviously... oh, wait. This'll be a good chance to get them to remember my name, too...!

Warechu: Uh, behold, the Seven Sages' glorious idol and mascot! I am...Warechu...

Noire: Man, I can't hear a thing thanks to that giant robot... Okay, my hearing is coming back now... Whew. The ringing's dying down...

Pantheon: Ahh! *Pained screams*

Pantheon eyes change to Deep yellow from anger.

Neptune: You gotta dial it back a little! At least warn us before you start shouting that loud. Be courteous!