Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26892768-20180911005615/@comment-26892768-20180917021214

Jinmay notices that Nepeta's slowing down, and sees this as a good opportunity to talk to the girl and see if she knows where she is.

Slowly, the robotic girl hovers down and lands on the ground with a metallic clank, her human-like appearance being restored as she looks towards Nepeta - still a good distance away, and far enough that Jinmay is fairly sure she's out of hearing range.

She walks towards Nepeta.

And, as if on cue...

"the blood of my ancestors flows inside me" That would be Dave, still a good distance away, but now in hearing range of Knuckles and Mole Knight, continuing the Knuckles Rap - although this part sounds a little off due to his Texan accent. "my duty is to save the flower from evil deterioration"

Toph is both annoyed...and impressed. She makes a mental note to ask Dave to teach her this later.

Scrapperton sees his opportunity when he sees that Ultron is down.

"Aha! Now, to subtly get to that head..." Scrapperton starts skittering towards the head on his four legs...but before he can get close, he's promptly snatched up by some kind of invisible figure, his protests muffled by an arm.

In a moment, the invisible figure heads elsewhere, taking Scrapperton with it - the only sound it makes is a slight buzz.

A good distance away, the figure lands. They start to put Scrapperton down, but they move their arm out of the way to do so. Big mistake.

"Unhand me, foul ruffian! I must fly so that I can retrieve that body!" Scrapperton struggles to no effect.

"...you do realize I saved you back there, right?" The figure asks, speaking for the first time. The voice sounds distinctly feminine, and also distinctly annoyed. It would appear she's already done with Scrapperton's shit.

"From what? Show yourself, fiend!" Scrapperton continues to struggle.

"Well, I was already going to, but since you insist..." The figure puts Scrapperton down before revealing her actual form - a woman around a meter tall, with pointed ears, nut-brown skin, short auburn hair, and a high-tech black suit with wings in the back.

"...you mean to tell me...that I am being detained by a child!?" Scrapperton asks, looking annoyed.

"I'm eighty-"

"That's it! I'm out! I refuse to indulge in this any longer! Tick tock!" And then Scrapperton unfolds his metal wings, takes off...and is shocked moments later, falling to the ground.

"Not happening." The woman remarks, holding a baton. "Look - under most circumstances, you wouldn't even see me at all...but I gathered that these aren't most circumstances the moment I woke up on this random island unable to contact anyone, and the combined forces of those death machines, people in costume, and an anthropomorphic eye of providence only proves the point further."

"...what?" Scrapperton blinks.

"Just answer this for me." The figure looks down at Scrapperton. "Did you, or did you not make that yourself?"

"Make that my...oh! You mean my casing! Well, yes, I did make this myself! After all, I am a self-made man in every sense of the phrase, tick to-"

"That's all I needed to know." She walks away and returns with a helmet, putting it in front of Scrapperton. "I don't know how you made that, but whatever it is, it's more advanced robotics than what humanity - hell, even the 'People - have reached, so you've clearly got some robotic expertise. All you need to do is fix this so that I can actually contact my people and get some help, and I'll let you go free. Deal?"

Scrapperton thinks this over for a moment. "Sure! I always love a good challenge, tick tock!"

And then, he...stares blankly at the helmet. After a moment, he looks up at the figure. "...You wouldn't happen to have a spare set of arms, would you?"

Holly facepalms. What she wouldn't give for Artemis or Foaly right now...