Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-36289716-20190202043812/@comment-26892768-20190203195454

Yellow opens her mouth to say something in response, but Blue cuts her off.

"Hold on...this AI does seem more advanced than any I've seen..." Blue muses. "Self-aware AI is possible with our current technology, but we've never pursued it...you don't think-"

"Blue, we're stranded away from Homeworld, we have no idea how we got here due to an inexplicable lapse in memory with no logical explanation, the other natives we've encountered thus far have been hostile, and the one that isn't is currently suffering from a nervous breakdown because this thing," Yellow Diamond gestures to Megatron with her head, still rubbing her hands together - faster now, actually. "couldn't keep it's mouth shut. Maybe the machine has as much of a right to speak as the rest of us, but right now, I am very frustrated with the way the day has been going, and I want this machine to shut. Up."

She then pulls her hands apart. "Besides, this shouldn't damage it or anything..."

Trish raises an eyebrow. '''Arizona? So this man is from America...' ''

Jolyne's eyes widen when she hears about that prize money. This guy definitely has a few screws loose (seriously, he's never heard of a car? What, is he from the 1800s or something?), but assuming that prize money is real...

Damn. And she just has to completely ignore that.

"Well, I think we can at least help you with the finding civilization thing. But, while I can't speak for her, I've got friends who need me back home, so that's as far as I can help." Jolyne replies. "Besides, I'm pretty sure I'd be too late to sign up for this thing anyway..."

John takes a deep breath, lets out a sigh, and looks right at Jack. "okay, so in my session, you kinda took the queen's ring...then you got first guardian dog powers, killed a lot of people, went to their session, killed a lot of people, then you got chased around paradox space by pm for a while, then you entered the scratched session we went to, got your arm cut off, turned back to normal, and...yeah, that's about it! i think. also, for the record, i have no idea where we are and no one else here really does."

And while John is talking, not once does he notice that there's one extra member in the audience.

The Inkling noticed what was going on due to all the noise with the arguing and what-not, and so, has been casually watching everything through some bushes. She's not too terribly off put by the strange appearances of everyone, considering that this isn't her first rodeo with crossover shenanigans. And through her observation, she has come to the following conclusions:

- No idea what the deal with the girl with the blue cat hoodie is. Like, she appreciates Judd and all, but she doesn't really get why someone would try and emulate a cat? Maybe cats are cooler in her universe, like that cool Judd with the fire belt who flexes.

- The girl with the red shades is definitively the coolest one. No questions asked. It is undeniable. There is no changing her mind on this.

- The guy in blue is nice, at least, but not exactly what she'd call cool. Probably more of a nerd than anything. Wouldn't be averse to hanging out with him, though.

- The guy with the mayor sash is...oddly charming? Her first instinct is to say he's shaped like a friend, but she's not going there because that would put him on the same ranking as that pink puffball who regularly kills gods. She would rather not have a repeat of the time she learned about that.

- The one with the black hat kinda reminds her of the green-skinned human for some reason she can't put her finger on.

- And finally...the guy who looks kinda like the guy in the black hat without the cyborg bits. She doesn't like him much. That guy needs to chill. He is intimidating friend the mayor person. She does not appreciate that.

Thankfully, she has a solution.

"okay, any ques..." John trails off as he eyes something that rolls out near him and Jack - some kind of triangular prism with a green frame and an orange inside. "...tions...?"

The prism proceeds to blink a few times before exploding in a blast of orange ink.

John is sufficiently splattered - though the impact is lessened somewhat because he's floating. "um."