Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26889090-20181028180507/@comment-26892768-20181030002739

"Excellent! Now then..." Carl zaps the giant spiked fist - now lying on the ground - and turns it into a crystal ball. "Let's see if we can't find you a good meal..."

Sari looks at Bumblebee. "So, how's the...bug thing?"

"...Quiet." Bumblebee replies after a moment. "There's this weird buzzing noise that's making me nervous, but otherwise, quiet."

Sari nods, looking around. "Seems like everyone on that field got sucked in by that portal."

"Yeeeeaaaaaaah..." Bumblebee trails off as he notices something. "Don't think all of us stuck the landing, though."

"What do you..." Sari looks at the water, and her eyes widen. "Optimus?"

"Well, I suppose that's one way to find where you are..." Optimus remarks, now in robot mode and waist-deep in the water. He's carrying the now conscious Philip, who is looking around the new environment with curiosity, and the now untransformed Shotaro, who is desperately clinging to Optimus' forearm. The Memory Gadgets are also present and accounted for.

"So...who're your new friends?" Bumblebee asks.

"Allow me." Philip pipes in. "My name is Philip, and my partner over there is Shotaro."

"...why is Shoe-tap-roll over there clinging to Optimus like one of your human security blankets?" Bumblebee asks.

"Well...let me put it like this." Philip starts. "If Optimus were to drop us, I'd be completely fine - aside from any pain I'd sustain from falling into the water from this height - because I've looked up various swimming techniques long ago. Shotaro, on the other hand..."

Shotaro starts screaming.

"...does not know how to swim." Philip finishes.

"Oi, shut up! Fuuto is the windy city! I didn't think I'd need to learn how toohthatistoocloseforcomfortdon'tdropmeaaaaAAAAAAAAAAA-" And Shotaro starts screaming again.

Sari just stares at the grown man several years her older with a deadpan stare before noticing something on Philip's shoulder. "Hey, what's that?"

"Oh! That would be the Fang Memory." Philip gestures to the small dinosaur on his shoulder. It promptly lets out a tiny little roar.

"It's like a Dinobot that's small and can't hurt me..." Bumblebee muses. "...I like it!"

Meanwhile...

Ms. Fortune walks into a local restaurant, looking completely and utterly done.

The blue-skinned, fishy waitress perks up when Fortune walks in. "Nadia? You're back from your break early..."

"Yeeeeeaaaaaah...I've got a good reason for that. Look outside." Ms. Fortune gestures to a window. The waitress - Minette - walks over to the window and looks outside. Her eyes widen and she takes a step back. "Woah...when did all those people get here? And...why do some of them look so...so..."

"Weird?" Ms. Fortune offers. "Yeah, I know - how they got there is even weirder. You're not going to believe this, but...they fell - from a portal - in the sky. I wish I was joking."

Minette studies Ms. Fortune for a moment before nodding her head. "Like some sort of sci-fi movie..."

Ms. Fortune blinks. "Wait, you actually believed me the first time? Wow...I thought I was going to have to do a lot more convincing."

"I can tell when you're joking, Nadia." Minette replies. "So...how do you think that portal was made? Who are those people, and why here? Why Little Innsmouth?"

"I'm...honestly trying to avoid thinking about that." Ms. Fortune admits. "You didn't see it happen Minette - it was the weirdest thing, and still is. I'm honestly half-convinced this is some food-coma induced fever dream after indulging too much on Mew-Nyan's cooking...so, if you'll excuse me...I'll be over there trying to ignore everything that has to do with whatever's going on outside. Call me if you need me, okay?"

"Don't worry, Nadia - I will." Minette nods as Ms. Fortune walks off. And with that conversation done, Minette resumes her duty as waitress.

Just in time too, as she hears the bell next to the door chiming - the signal for a new customer, or customers. Minette turns around - and does a double take, before recovering her composure and walking over. Customers are customers, even if they look a bit odd. "Welcome to Dak'kull Dubu! How may I be of service?"

One of the customers - a short man in blue armor, wielding a shovel and wearing a helmet with absurdly large horns that conceals his face in shadow - looks around the restaurant. "Hmmm..."

The other customer - a taller woman in red armor wielding a large shield and wearing a helmet with wings - speaks up. "Do you have a table available?"

Minette nods. "We most certainly do! Come right this way...but you may want to leave your things here."

The blue knight - Shovel Knight - nods. "True...it wouldn't be appropriate to have a shovel at the table, would it?"

He puts his shovel by the door, and the red knight - Shield Knight - puts her shield by the door as well.

"Allow me." Minette gestures for Shovel Knight and Shield Knight to follow, before seating them at a table. "Call me over when you're ready to order, okay?"

And she walks off.

Meanwhile, Ms. Fortune just stares at the newcomers before sighing. "Aren't black cats supposed to bring bad luck to others?"