Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27344811-20190224030902/@comment-26892768-20190224035823

"Nice." Avian nods, gulping down the coffee in one go. "Well, let's get started, shall we?"

He pulls out a drink of his own - a two liter bottle of...Diet Dr. Pepper? Yes, you read that right. Diet Dr. Pepper. No Mountain Dew in sight.

"...just to clarify, this hasn't supplanted Mountain Dew as my favorite drink, but I've been living off a 24-pack of these things, and I'm telling you this stuff is like drugs" Avian starts to get a bit less focused as he gets a bit more excited about the prospect of drinking the magical elixer that is the Pepper who earned his doctorate and is also a dietarian.

"So...I'm guessing you're new here, right?"

Wait where is that voice coming from-

If the horse jockeys were to look between them, they would find that suddenly there's some short teen with mechanical limbs, shiny bear trap teeth, and gaping holes for her eyes there, having popped out of a hole in the ground that is now closing up.

Peacock shrugs. "Or not. I dunno, I've never bothered to keep track of everyone! But I figure it's a safe guess since you don't know what a spaceship is."