[ Somewhere in the museum, Omega's got a boatload of bricks. The dilapidated buildings were a certain source, and she had hauled a lot of them into the museum.
BANG! BANG! BANG!
Her efforts were for nothing-- no matter how hard she threw, the items on lockdown in the museum wouldn't move an inch. She thought if it didn't give her the result she wanted, she could at least engage in vandalism-- but even the paintings were untouchable. ]
OH, COME ON, YOU FREAKS! [ She's clearly at the end of her rope. ] IF YOU WON'T LET ME DEFEND MYSELF WHAT GOOD ARE YOU?
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BANG! BANG! BANG!
Her efforts were for nothing-- no matter how hard she threw, the items on lockdown in the museum wouldn't move an inch. She thought if it didn't give her the result she wanted, she could at least engage in vandalism-- but even the paintings were untouchable. ]
OH, COME ON, YOU FREAKS! [ She's clearly at the end of her rope. ] IF YOU WON'T LET ME DEFEND MYSELF WHAT GOOD ARE YOU?