Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26889090-20170306002453/@comment-26892768-20170306173010

Nimona, Gentaro, and Axonn head off to design their own things, only for Propellor Knight to run in front of them.

"Hold it!" Propellor Knight calls. "I am the most fashionable one here. So, naturally, I am inclined to help you all with your designs."

"...You do remember you have a propellor on your head, right?" Nimona asks.

Propellor Knight clenches his fist for a moment. "I will ignore that for now. Anyway, you, Friendly. What do you have in mind?"

"Oh, me?" Gentaro blinks, then grins. "Well, I was thinking of my normal clothes...except made out of trash bags!"

Propellor Knight looks horrified. "...Why? Why would you think-no, no, I can't talk about it...let's just scrap that idea entirely, and do something else. If you want to do something similar to what you're wearing now...well, you kinda look like a deliquent. I have no idea why, but we can work with that. A biker look, perhaps?"

Gentaro's eyes widen. "That's...wow. I think I could go with that!"

Propellor Knight nods. "And you, Axe. What do you have in mind?"

"...Spray-paint myself gold and hope for the best." Axonn states.

Propellor Knight raises an eyebrow. "That's it?"

"Yes." Axonn confirms.

"Nothing else? Just...paint yourself gold?" Propellor Knight asks.

"Yes." Axonn repeats.

"...Okay then. I'll need to work with you later. Extensively. Now then-"

"Hold it, fly boy. I think it'd be better if I showed you what I had in mind." Nimona pulls Propellor Knight aside.