Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28920015-20181013223653/@comment-27661770-20181104164540

Coffee blinks.

"Mourning the gone."

The skeleton begins to sort himself out, muttering things in Spanish such as "...no rompo? No yo rompo? Bien, bien..." and "...yo dolo mi cabeza, porque yo soy-"

Oh. He's noticed H1, and promptly seizes up.

H1 blinks.

"...are you done there mister bones?"

"WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?! WHERE AM I?!??!"

"Welp. You're not in Kansas anymore. ...or Cancun, or Barcelona, or wherever... Congratulations. You just got sent into the dumping grounds for multiversal shenanigans, go to the populateed area if you want to orient yourself."

He's about to look for the words to say something with, but shuts his mouth ajnd elects for a nod before the bones realign themselves into a normal human skeleton, with eyeballs apparently, and walks off.

He looks like he could be Huckleberry Finn's Mexican twin in that getup.

And then H1 notices the bug-child flying off, smelling fire. Panic time!