Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-36289716-20190125234216/@comment-26892768-20190128020836

The full Gems in the group look at Johnny a little apprehensively after that comment - well, to be more specific, the "don't care about what's 'right' and 'wrong'" thing - but then Garnet just pats him on the shoulder after an awkward moment of silence.

"Yes. Adventure. Got it." Garnet then promptly picks up Slow Dancer, turns the horse around, and then puts it back down. "Come on, then. We have a long way to go."

She gestures for the Gems to start walking, and they do so, with Garnet and Pearl taking up the back.

"Are you sure we should be letting him come with us? He might be a bad influence on Steven..." Pearl whispers to Garnet.

"Or, Steven could be a good influence on him. He's certainly helped worse." Garnet replies.

Pearl...can't really argue with that.

"...guess the only way to know is to ask, huh?" John looks over at where K. Rool is. "i really hope he is king k. rool because otherwise that's gonna be awkward."

And then he fades into the wind.

Filia cautiously follows behind the Wardog, with Samson readying tendrils of her hair.

"Damn, that was quick!" Mista looks at the radar. "I wonder..."

As it so happens, the person who Aerosmith picked up is a buxom eighteen-year old young woman dressed in orange and black, wearing a hat with ridiculously large, buff arms. This would be Cerebella and her Living Weapon, Vice-Versa.

At the moment, Cerebella is confused as all hell.

"How did I get here...?" Cerebella scratches her head.