the fellowship of the thing The Fellowship of the Thing - I'm bored. Let's mess around! (Retired)

[Flaming Coinshot he/him]

Crispin let out a half-laugh and dropped his hand. "I think I know what you mean." He takes another look at the two. "So, what do you guys do?"

[Knight of Iron she/they]

Ghostfire turned his robotic head. "Study moral philosophy."

Lane coughed. "And hunting people down and killing them, and you're an ace pilot."

Ghostfire shrugged. "Mostly moral philosophy."

Lane solved the Rubik's cube again, then scrambled it around again, hands blazing almost too fast to see. "I don't do much with the Knights yet. So I just solve Rubik's cubes, build LEGOs."

[Channelknight Fadran]

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If Fadran were there he'd be "OOOH. LEGOS???"

 

[Flaming Coinshot he/him]

"That's...impressive." He studied Lance. "Where do you come from?" He then looked at Ghostfire. "Where do you come from? And if you ever want to debate philosiphy, go talk to Maros. He loves doing so."

[Knight of Iron she/they]

"I come from New Rome," said Lane, "I'm descended from an ancient god of Earth, Vulcan. Lord of blacksmiths, metalworking, carpenters, craftsmen, artisans, sculptors, metallurgy, and fire. Thank the gods I didn't inherit his looks. Actually, no, thank my mortal mother." He glanced at the ground, still fidgeting.

Ghostfire took his turn next. "I come from a space-faring galaxy, from a small planet called Orax, though for the last one hundred and fifty years I have been on a desert world called Tatooine."

[Flaming Coinshot he/him]

Crispin laughed. "New Rome? Is it the one that I'm thinking of?" he looked at Ghostfire. "Or the Tatooine that I'm thinking of?"

[Knight of Iron she/they]

Ghostfire stared. "We wouldn't know. We don't read minds."

[Flaming Coinshot he/him]

"Good point. I'm talking about the desert planet Tatooine, and the Demigod New Rome."

Edited August 7, 2021 by Flaming Coinshoot

[Knight of Iron she/they]

9 hours ago, Flaming Coinshoot said:

"Good point. I'm talking about the desert planet Tatooine, and the Demigod New Rome."

"Then yes, I think."

[Channelknight Fadran]

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Here's the latest co-post! Starring: Fadran, Queen, and Icona!

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“You in there pal?” Fadran asked.
...Yeah. Icona’s voice was subdued and weak. I’m here.
“We can wait. I can stall the Fellowship—”
No. No, I can… I can do it. Icona still sounded weak, but also resolved. You need me to. So I can do it.
“Icona—”
I’ll be fine, Fadran. I’m a god; I’m tougher than I look.
Fadran fell quiet, then nodded. “Alright. I’m ready to go when you are.”
And I’m ready to go whenever.
Reaching over and gripping Queen’s hand, Fadran did his best to mentally prepare himself for the strain.

Queen held tightly to his hand, not sure what else to do. She kind of hated not being able to actually do anything to help.

“Right. Queen.” Fadran said. “I’m gonna need to make sure that my mindscape actually works, so… you’re coming with me this time.”

“What?” Queen’s eyes widened. “You can do that?”

“That’s the idea.”

Queen grinned. “Sweet.” She hesitated. “So, uh… how do I come with you?”

“Well first I need a minute to set it up. After that… I dunno. We’ll wing it, I guess.” Fadran squeezed her hand and closed his eyes.

Queen rested her head on Fadran’s shoulder as she waited.

Scraps, he thought to himself. It was impossible to think whenever she did that. Oh well… he’d been through worse. Much worse. If he could manifest a god’s power while being run through by a sword, then he could enter his own Mindscape while Queen was right there.
But, just for good measure, he placed a kiss on her forehead. Her hat shifted upwards when he leaned in, and Tchanta’s tail brushed against his face.
You never give me kisses. Icona remarked.
Well you aren’t my Queen. Fadran replied.

Queen looked up at Fadran, grinning. “Focus on the brain stuff, not me.” She put her head back on his shoulder and snuggled even closer.

“And you’re making that so easy to accomplish.” Fadran muttered, grinning. He closed his eyes and forced himself to go into a mental stasis.
Icona’s presence was clearer in his mind. He’d forgotten about that; how long had it even been? Not long enough to forget something that intuitive… right?
Didn’t matter. He had bigger fish to fry.
Sure you’re ready, pal? Fadran asked.
After a slight hesitation, Icona answered, sure am. I think.
With the god’s vote of intense confidence, Fadran entered his Mindscape.
It was dark. Not necessarily black in all directions, but just… dark. Colorless. Formless. There was absolutely nothing here. A blank slate.
Fadran looked down at himself. He was actually here; somewhat. A sort of mental manifestation of his body was standing amidst the nothing. Somewhere in the back of his subconscious, he could still feel Queen snuggled up next to him, but that felt more distant and unreal than a dream. It was like the physical and mental had just flipped all of a sudden.
Well… here goes, pal. Fadran said, then envisioned a grassy field.
And it worked.

Queen didn’t really just want to wait anxiously for Fadran to do something, so she reached out mentally to Tchanta. He still hasn’t told me exactly what he’s doing with his mindscape. What do you think it is?
I have a couple guesses, but they’re as good as yours.
She let out a sigh. I guess I’ll find out soon enough, yeah?
Tchanta sent the feeling of a nod, then a small smile. He makes you really happy, doesn’t he?
Queen grinned, her head still on her Channelknight’s shoulder. Yeah.

Striding along the field, Fadran couldn’t help but stare, amazed, at a world of his own creation.
I… made this. He whispered, amazed.
Icona cleared his throat. Mentally, of course.
Sorry. We. Fadran looked around at the field extending as far as the eye could see. Wow.
So what next, boss?
Fadran stopped and stooped down, fingering the grass. I’m… He stopped thinking and started talking. Inside his brain. “I’m not sure. We… should probably create the gateway.”
Like, a physical one, or a magical one?
“Both. Obviously.”
He held up a hand, closed his eyes, and focused. He needed a waypoint; a hub for the Fellowship. If they were going to do something as crazy as he was thinking, then they’d need a base of operations. A base of operations that wasn’t on some planet or in some universe permeable by their enemies.
So he needed a condition: a way to filter out the people who weren’t in the Fellowship.
Fadran pushed his mental strength into the Mindscape, and forged a mental gateway into it.

Queen felt some sort of force start emanating from Fadran. It almost seemed to be pulling her. Did that mean his mindscape was ready for other people to enter? She reached out to his mind and felt a jolt as she was pulled through a gate into a field of grass, with Fadran standing at her side. “Hi! So… does this mean it worked?”

“Queen!” Fadran yelped. He glanced back at the ornate gateway he’d created; he hadn’t expected it to work so quickly. “Uhm… yeah. I guess so.”

She looked around. “So… what are you planning on doing with it?”

“Well, I was kind of hoping to make it a big, fancy base of operations for the Fellowship,” Fadran answered. “But Icona’s kinda burnt out, so as long as the gateway works… then we can roll with a grassy field, right?”

“Sounds good to me. So… am I physically here or is my body still where it was before?”

“Both. Or something.”

“How the flicks does that work?”

Fadran shrugged. “Ask Nath.”

“So is this keeping us safe? Could someone still kill us in the physical world? Or are we protected by the Mindscape?”

“I’m not sure. Maybe we are one hundred percent here and zero percent there.” Fadran put on an evil smirk. “Do you want to test that?”

Queen looked somewhat concerned. “I’m almost afraid to ask how we’d do that…”

“Icona!” Fadran called out. “How do you feel about throwing down a portal? Like, the permanent kind.”
Okie-doke. Lemme just… a second ornate gateway appeared, this one inlaid with several six-pointed star designs. There. A shortcut to Ivinan.

“And… how does this help us know if we’re here or there?”

Fadran linked her arm into his. “Well, if we step through the portal and appear there physically, then we would’ve had to be here physically.”

“Oh.” That made sense, and was a lot less terrifying than she’d expected from his smirk. “Wait… what will happen if we aren’t here physically?”

“No clue. Let’s go!” Fadran stepped through the portal.

Queen let out a yelp as she was pulled through with him.

The portal let them out inside a small wooden hut, cluttered and jam-packed with junk. The two of them appeared a couple inches over a pile of old notes, which sprayed around everywhere as they fell into the pile.
Fadran spat a ledger out of his mouth and said, “yep… pretty physical, I’d say.”

“Where are we?” Queen asked, standing up and pulling various papers off of herself.

“From the looks of it? One of my old storehouses.” Fadran pulled himself to his feet. “One of my really old storehouses. I actually organize the new ones.”

Queen shot him a skeptical look, then turned her attention back to the clutter. “What did you need storehouses for? And what are all these papers?”

“I need storehouses to store things. They’re a lot cheaper than houses, easy to get in bulk, and a lot more convenient for traveling merchants like myself.” Fadran peeled some outdated notes off his face. “And these are notes. And stuff.”

"Huh. So… any idea why we ended up here? Or what we're gonna do now that we are here?"

Fadran shrugged. “I guess Icona just picked this spot. And because my Mindscape works, we should be able to head back to Sel whenever.”

"Can you show me around Iconar for a bit instead?" Queen asked hopefully.

Fadran pushed open the door to the storehouse, setting the place awash in brownish-orange light. “I sure can.”

Queen grinned, linking her arm with his. “Great! Lead the way, then.”

The landscape was broken but healing. Plants grew out of the dirt profusely, and small animals frolicked around playfully. In the distance, a massive black tower rose out of the sky, framed on either side by enormous walls.
“That’d be Mazin-Dar,” Fadran said, pointing at the tower. “It’d probably be best to avoid that place. Now, uhh…” He glanced up into the sky, looking for one of the suns or moons. “Ah. We have maybe three hours before we have to go.”

“That should be plenty of time to have a small adventure. Why exactly do we want to avoid Mazin-Dar? What is it?”

“Demon fortress.”

“Oh.” 

Fadran nodded. “Yeah. So… where do you want to go?”

“I don’t know what there is.” Queen shrugged. “Surprise me. Preferably not anything too dangerous; I’m not exactly in the mood to die today.”

“Well, there isn’t too much nearby. It’d take us a few weeks just to get to the nearest civilization.” Fadran glanced around. “Well… aside from my little hideout hut here.”

“So… what cool, non-civilized stuff is there nearby?”

“Not much, really.” Fadran summoned his Channelblade. “But we could get to some cool, non-civilized stuff.”

“Then let’s do that.”

He sliced the air and cut a Parallarity gate right in front of them, leading to the summit of a small mountain overlooking a city.

Queen blinked. “Woah.” Then a wide grin split her face and she ran through the Parallarity gate, pulling Fadran behind her.

“Welcome,” Fadran announced, “to [crap I swear I named the Capital City of Ivinan but I FORGOT WHAT IT WAS CALLED].”

"Flicks and twirls…" Queen said under her breath, still grinning. "Pretty nice kingdom you've got here."

“I think that here would be a nice place for a picnic, don’t you think?” Fadran asked, sitting down.

“Aww!” Queen sat down next to him. “Absolutely.”

Fadran opened up his backpack and started rummaging for supplies.

Queen raised an eyebrow. “Do you… constantly keep picnic supplies in your backpack? Just in case?”

“Not good picnic supplies.”

“But still picnic supplies,” Queen said with a laugh.

“Yeah. Y’know… just in case I ever need to treat a Queen.” Fadran winked and spread out a blanket.

Queen blushed a little bit as she laughed again. “Makes perfect sense.” She moved to sit on the blanket. “So what food is included in the picnic supply? Army rations?”

He pulled out a canteen, then lit his hand on fire and stuck it under it. “Hot chocolate.”

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Queen:

Leo Valdez?? Super-sized Mcshizzle man??? Bad boy supreme????))

Queen’s eyes lit up. “Heck yes.”

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Fadran:

I guess I gotta cover all the boyfriend bases

Fadran poured her and himself a mug and held it up. “I propose a toast! To rye, wheat, whole grain; thrown into the oven, spread out with butter, then garnished with a bit of garlic salt.”

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Fadran:

Also that’s a real toast that I gave in real life. Probably the coolest thing I’ve ever said, too

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Queen:

Congrats, you've broken me again. I'm just grinning my face off and I cannot think. Oh, there're also lots of bouts of spontaneous laughter.

Queen burst out laughing, trying desperately not to spill her hot chocolate.

Fadran put his hand around her shoulders to hold her steady, taking the opportunity to close the gap a little.

Once her laughter calmed down, she took a sip. It was just as good as the first time she’d tried Fadran’s hot chocolate, and she grinned at the memory.

“I don’t trust myself enough to prepare food and keep it with me,” Fadran admitted. “I’d find it a year later and have to dispose of it with an entire hazardous waste squad on call just in case.”

“I’m sure it wouldn’t get that bad,” Queen said, laughing. “And stop making me laugh before I spill this heavenly hot chocolate everywhere!”

“Oh, don’t worry. I have more.” He wiped a chocolate mustache off his face.

“Every. Drop. Of. This. Precious. Liquid. Must. Be. Saved.”

Fadran grinned. “What’s that, a threat?”

“No, it’s just a statement that this deliciousness shouldn’t be wasted.”

“Okay.” Fadran snuggled in closer and rested his chin on her shoulder. “In that case, I’ll stop making you laugh, and instead we can just… cuddle. How does that sound?”

“Absolutely perfect.” Queen rested her head on his and grinned.

The little world he was in was perfect; and no, it wasn’t Ivinan.
Every ounce of happiness and euphoria was bouncing around inside him from the moment she’d first kissed him. There was… absolutely nothing wrong.
Except there was, of course. Though perfect minus one didn’t really mean much in his opinion.
“So we have a magical space hub for the Fellowship now.” Fadran said. “Which means we can split up without actually splitting up. Whose team do you want to be on?”

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Queen:

Grrr how come they get to do all the adorable stuff but we don’t?

Queen looked at him, surprised that he’d even asked. “Yours. Always.”

“Mine’s gonna be incredibly dangerous and probably very confusing.”

“But it has you. And I’m not about to let you do incredibly dangerous and confusing stuff without me.”

Fadran squeezed one of his hands into a fist. “I was… thinking…” Gak, this is awkward.
You’re telling me? Icona mentally rolled his eyes. I’ve had to put up with all this sappy love stuff ever since you put me back inside your head.
“I made a promise to you, awhile ago, that I wouldn’t leave you unless I absolutely had to. Right?”

Queen nodded warily.

“I’m just… worried. That if that ever did happen… what would happen?” Fadran let out an exasperated breath. “Wow. I was so good at explaining things until right now.”

“Yeah, I understood about… none of that.” Queen glanced at him in concern. “But… that’s not the case now… is it? You don’t have to leave me now, do you?”

“No. I don’t.” Fadran turned his gaze away. “But if I ever did, then… I’d need to know that we’d both be alright. SoIthinkweshouldsplitupforawhileandmakesurethatwecanhandlethat.”

The lighthearted happiness she’d felt mere moments earlier completely dissipated. She did understand his reasoning, but that didn’t keep her from feeling like the ground had been yanked out from under her feet. She pulled herself away from Fadran, turning her back on him and trying to hold back the tears. She didn’t trust herself to speak, so she let her silence act as her response.

Fadran’s eyes were on the floor, half-closed and guilty. “We’d… still see each other. Between missions, every once in awhile. We’d technically be a moment’s away. I’d never had thought of doing something like this if that wasn’t the case.”
You mean…
Yeah. He laced his fingers together. I wouldn’t have had the courage to.
“We both made by just fine without each other for years.” Fadran said. “I… would hope that we still could for a few weeks.”

"You promised," she whispered.

“I did.” Fadran set down his mug of cocoa. “But we still have… an entire Fellowship of friends. It doesn’t just have to be us.”

He was right, and Queen knew that he wasn't trying to hurt her. It wasn't his fault she was terrified of being abandoned, left behind, or forgotten. She let out a frustrated sigh. "Okay," she said, hesitant. "Just… promise me you'll be careful. You told me it was dangerous, and I don't know what I'd do if you died. Take care of yourself; you don't have to be some hero."

“Only if you promise me that you’ll be okay.”

"I don't get involved in the fighting nearly as often as you do. I'll be fine."

“Not that kind of okay.”

Oh. That was a little harder to answer. She squeezed her eyes shut for a moment. "I'll… be okay that way, too."

Fadran reached over and took her hand. “Alright.” He scooched a little closer, then pressed a kiss into her cheek. “I love you.”

Queen leaned against him, keeping her eyes shut and just focusing on him being there. "I love you too."

“We still have time. It’ll take us awhile to organize groups, make sure the Mindscape works, get our goals spelled out… I’m not going to abandon you right this minute.”

"I know." Doesn't make it any easier.

“So let’s just be together right now.” Fadran suggested. “Alright?”

Queen smiled. "Okay."

He leaned forwards and kissed her; for real, this time.

His kisses made her happy, and while it didn't quite make up for the knowledge that they'd be separated soon, it did reassure her that, no matter the distance, they'd be okay.

Maybe Fadran had a sentiment behind them; or maybe he just really liked kissing her.

 

 

[Flaming Coinshot he/him]

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Neat. So...hub's ready? 

 

[Channelknight Fadran]

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Sure is. Lemme just...

Fadran appeared back at the camp; right in the middle of the Knights and the Fellowship.

The first thing he did was stare at Professor X's creatures. "Are those pokemon?"

@Knight of Iron

Edited August 7, 2021 by Channelknight Fadran

[Knight of Iron she/they]

1 hour ago, Channelknight Fadran said:

Fadran appeared back at the camp; right in the middle of the Knights and the Fellowship.

The first thing he did was stare at Professor X's creatures. "Are those pokemon?"

@Knight of Iron

Lord Stephen stepped in front. "You must be the leader of the Fellowship I've been hearing about. I'd like to introduce my crew—"

"Yes, they're Pokemon," Professor X interrupted, grinning. "We'll, uh, even let you choose one if you'd like. As a peace offering, to show we mean no harm. I'm Pokemon Professor X."

Lord Stephen glared at the professor, fuming at the interruption.

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FYI I'm doing something for my 2,000th post so when I get too close then there will be no waking me from the dead until the 2,000th post has been posted.

 

[Channelknight Fadran]

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Well scud. In that case I'm getting my pokemon now.

Fadran gave him a sideways glance. "Do you have any Squirtles?"

[Knight of Iron she/they]

Just now, Channelknight Fadran said:

Fadran gave him a sideways glance. "Do you have any Squirtles?"

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Thought so.

Professor X blinked. "Uh, let me see." He thrust his arm into a small black pack by his side, his hand going further in than there seemed space. After a second, he pulled out a small red Pokeball which grew in his hand at his touch. "Ah, I remember this Squirtle. Good luck," he said, and tossed the ball at Fadran.

[Flaming Coinshot he/him]

Crispin jumped at Fadran's sudden appearance, and then quickly recovered. He saluted. "Hello sir! General Crispin Jarvan at your service." He looked slightly apprehensive. "Um...with all due respect sir, can you please explain to me the situation? All I know is that we're supposed to help with a rebellion against a god king, a nation of religious fanatics, and multiple intergalactic empires."

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Is Queen with Fadran r'know? 

 

Edited August 8, 2021 by Flaming Coinshoot

[DramaQueen she/he/neopronouns]

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Kay just so y'all know, Queen appeared with Fadran. *Poof*

"What are Pokemon? And...can I have one?"

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Hm. Seems I forgot that Queen has a red panda robo-pet. It exists. Its name is Cuddles. Plus Tchanta hasn't gotten anywhere near enough attention lately...geez, Queen has a lot of animal pals. And has been ignoring them somewhat...

Also for my Pokemon can I have an Eevee?

Queen gasped. "Hold on." She ran into a tent and grabbed her robo-red panda, which had just been sleeping. "Okay. Now can I have a Pokemon? Whatever the flicks that is?"

Edited August 8, 2021 by DramaQueen

[Knight of Iron she/they]

1 minute ago, DramaQueen said:

"What are Pokemon? And...can I have one?"

Queen gasped. "Hold on." She ran into a tent and grabbed her robo-red panda, which had just been sleeping. "Okay. Nowcan I have a Pokemon? Whatever the flicks that is?"

Professor X studied the girl for a moment, who seemed to be close to the leader. Couldn't hurt to gift one more, right? He reached into the bag and dug around for another Pokeball, then opened it. A brown and furry Eevee appeared, wearing a crown of pink flowers, who then hid behind Professor X's leg.

"This is Eevee," said Professor X, "A Pokemon being a creature from my world, sometimes possessing supernatural abilities, used primarily as pets or for battle. Eevee can grow into eight different powersets as she grows older, or she can choose not to evolve."

He tossed the Pokeball Eevee had come out of into the air, arcing towards Queen. He proffered one of the Pokemon Care Pamphlets that the region required him to hand out.

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You can control the Eevee now.

 

[Channelknight Fadran]

1 hour ago, Knight of Iron said:

Professor X blinked. "Uh, let me see." He thrust his arm into a small black pack by his side, his hand going further in than there seemed space. After a second, he pulled out a small red Pokeball which grew in his hand at his touch. "Ah, I remember this Squirtle. Good luck," he said, and tossed the ball at Fadran.

He opened the pokeball, summoning the Squirtle.

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Is it the gangsta Squirtle?

 

[Knight of Iron she/they]

9 minutes ago, Channelknight Fadran said:

He opened the pokeball, summoning the Squirtle.

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Sure, why not.

 

[DramaQueen she/he/neopronouns]

29 minutes ago, Knight of Iron said:

Professor X studied the girl for a moment, who seemed to be close to the leader. Couldn't hurt to gift one more, right? He reached into the bag and dug around for another Pokeball, then opened it. A brown and furry Eevee appeared, wearing a crown of pink flowers, who then hid behind Professor X's leg.

"This is Eevee," said Professor X, "A Pokemon being a creature from my world, sometimes possessing supernatural abilities, used primarily as pets or for battle. Eevee can grow into eight different powersets as she grows older, or she can choose not to evolve."

He tossed the Pokeball Eevee had come out of into the air, arcing towards Queen. He proffered one of the Pokemon Care Pamphlets that the region required him to hand out.

Queen let out a squeal of happiness. "So. Many. Cute. Animal friends!"

Do I count as a cute animal friend? Tchanta asked.

You're cute. You're an animal. You're my friend. So yes.

Tchanta gave a mental hmph of annoyance at being lumped in with a mechanical red panda and a furry thing that could only say its own name.

You're more intelligent than them, but you're still a cute animal friend.

...fine.

[Channelknight Fadran]

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Niiiiice

"S q u i r t l e." The Squirtle growled, flashing his sunglasses at Fadran.

Fadran blinked and looked up at Professor X. "I'm calling him Jellybean."

[Knight of Iron she/they]

12 hours ago, Channelknight Fadran said:

"S q u i r t l e." The Squirtle growled, flashing his sunglasses at Fadran.

Fadran blinked and looked up at Professor X. "I'm calling him Jellybean."

"Fine by me," said Professor X.

"Now, excuse me," said Stephen, stepping forward again. "I apologize for my colleague. I'm Lord Stephen, Acting Head of the Knights of... something, haven't figured that out yet."

[Isabelle6060 she/her]

22 hours ago, Channelknight Fadran said:

"S q u i r t l e." The Squirtle growled, flashing his sunglasses at Fadran.

Fadran blinked and looked up at Professor X. "I'm calling him Jellybean."

“Aww…cute name!” Isabelle fawned.

[Knight of Iron she/they]

10 hours ago, Knight of Iron said:

"Fine by me," said Professor X.

"Now, excuse me," said Stephen, stepping forward again. "I apologize for my colleague. I'm Lord Stephen, Acting Head of the Knights of... something, haven't figured that out yet."

Another flash of green light appeared, and a very dark reddish brown cat appeared. It looked at Fadran and meowed.

"Don't mind him," said Stephen impatiently, "We're a multiversal team looking to forge an alliance."

@Channelknight Fadran