A little fun side project I thought I'd do. Inspired by the now defunct OmniHome Blog, this blog is an AU where the Reboot Omnitrix aliens are their own characters, and you get to ask them all sorts of questions. This is set in its universe, and not part of my main AntiGlitch Blog. Here's some basic rules and info:
What point does this AU begin? -
-This starting point for the OmniFam AU is set right at the start of the first season and may deviate from canon.
-Please no NSFW questions or lewd comments.
-Questions must be addressed to a specific character or characters.
Addendum: In light of recent asks, this blog will split into three separate canons:
The Main Canon, which follows the events of the Reboot.
The Attea Canon, which involves any asks or storylines from @frog-commander
The Ghostfreak Canon, which involves any asks or storylines from @ghost-in-the-watch
Same characters, different worlds! Send a letter to learn about an alternate universe.
A. alternate universe. What kind of AU is your OC best suited to? Are there any AUs they're in already? What are they?
B. band au. What is your OC like in a band AU? Are they a performer or a groupie? What instrument would they play? What's their relationship with their bandmates and/or the group(s) they follow?
C. coffee shop au. What would your OC be like in a classic coffee shop AU? Are they at all suited for the barista lifestyle? What's their go-to coffee order?
D. duplicate. How would your OC react to meeting their clone or doppelganger? What if they were a clone or doppelganger? How would they feel about that?
E. education. What would your OC be like in a high school and/or college AU? What would their major be? What would they teach if they were an educator?
F. fey. What kind of fey or fairy creature would your OC be? Would they be in a spooky, intense fairy world or a playful, lighthearted fairy world?
G. gods. What would your OC be the god of? If they were a demi-god, who would their divine parent be?
H. horror. Would your OC survive in a horror situation? What would their role be? How would they deal with being tossed in a horror scenario?
I. intellectual property. Are there any popular series or franchises that your OC is well-suited for? Which 'verse(s) and what makes them so well-suited?
J. (J)RPG. What kind of hero would your OC be in a JRPG (or any other RPG). Would they have any special skills, weapons, or finishing moves? What tier character would they be?
K. kids. Does your OC have kids? What are their kids like? If they don't have kids, would they? What would they be like as a parent?
L. lovers. Does your OC have different partners in different AUs? What might their love life be like in an AU? How would they do in a romance genre, like romantasy or a romcom?
M. multiverse. Are there any points in your OC's life where things could have gone differently? Where else might they have ended up? How would your OC react to crossing the multiverse and meeting another version of themself?
N. normal. What's your OC's normal world like? Are they in a fantasy setting, a sci-fi setting, the modern world? Share a little about your character's normal life.
O. omegaverse. What’s their subgender? What's their scent? How do they feel about it?
P. pacific rim au. What is your OC doing in a Pacific Rim AU? Are they drift compatible with anyone? What would their jaeger be called?
Q. quiet. What would a quiet and peaceful life look like for your OC? Would they enjoy living a simple life or would they get bored?
R. royalty au. How would your OC handle being royalty? If they're already royalty, how would they deal with being a commoner? What kind of royal would your character be?
S. star wars au. What would your OC be like in a Star Wars AU? What era would they be in: sequel, prequel, original trilogy, old republic? Would they be Force sensitive?
T. (star) trek au. What would your OC's role be in a Star Trek AU? Are they part of Starfleet? Another organization?
U. underworld. How would your OC deal with being part of a criminal underworld? Would they be a thief, a spy, a conman? Something else?
V. vigilante au. What would your OC's superpower be? Would they be a hero or a villain? Do they believe that with great power comes great responsibility?
W. werewolves (& vampires). Is your OC more of a vampire or a werewolf? How would they feel about being turned into a creature of the night? Would they be part of a clan, a pack, a coven?
X. (e)xtra. Is there an AU missing from this list? Share something about it! What would your OC be like in that new world, story or scenario?
Y. YA. How would your OC fare in a popular YA franchise (e.g. Hunger Games, Divergent, Maze Runner, etc)? Would they buy into the system? Fight against it? What would their district/faction/house/etc. be?
Z. zootopia. What animal would your OC be if they were an anthropomorphic animal? Would your OC be a furry? What would their fursona be?
Hey if something is wrong, Ben, you should probably talk about it
Not to us cuz we are strangers on the other side of the screen, and you don’t owe telling us what’s bothering you if you’re uncomfortable (which is understandable). But you should try to talk to your Grandfather at least.
"I'm fine, guys. The OmniFam is doing great. I'm just feelin' a little under the weather. Don't worry; we'll be back to kickin' bad guy butt in no time."
Okay, so on his way to the gas station, Leon notices that something has crashed into the road ahead on him and quickly pulls over. Curious, he gets out to investigate and finds a white orb nestled inside the small crater carved into the pavement. Of course as soon as he approaches it, it opens, and the Omnitrix flies out it and attaches itself to his wrist.
Panicked, Leon tries to get it off, even tries using a knife and screwdriver he's got stashed away inside his car to try and pry it off, but it's useless. Seeing as there's nothing more he can do besides chopping off his arm, he leaves the watch alone and continues on his way to the Gas station like he planned. There he meets Claire, and the two make their way into the city as usual, but halfway there the watch starts beeping.
Leon pulls over, worried the thing's gonna exploded, only to find himself engulfed in a bright blue light before his body is suddenly transforming. His whole body changes into a vivid green before liquefying completely, and now he's no longer human but a weird, goopy, slime monster.
Both him and Claire start screaming immediately.
Claire thinks Leon's dying, while Leon has ZERO idea what's happening to him at all, and they both spend a good five minutes just freaking out before they finally settle down and talk. Being stubborn, Leon still wants to help and asks if he can still continue on with Claire, to which she readily agrees and together they delve back into the heart of Raccoon City.
((As the night goes on, Leon keeps transforming into random aliens for long periods of time. (This is because the watch is trying to sync with his DNA.) It's not until after he transforms into all 10 aliens (the last fight with Birkin) does Leon gain control/usage of the Omnitrix))
((When they first arrive at the station, Leon is still stuck as the alien Goop, but it actually turns out to be a boon when they find out his slime can rapidly heal wounds, something they uses to save Marvin's life.))
((The aliens Leon has access to right now are:
1.AmpFebian 2.XLR8 3.BigChill 4.Humungousaur 5.HeatBlast
6.Upgrade 7.Diamondhead 8. Rath 9.Goop 10.Echo-Echo ))
"-s it working yet? Oh, good. Hello everyone! Grandpa Max here. Sorry we didn't get this message out sooner, we were busy with a few things following the Earth Day concert. We just wanted let you know that, since Pride Month is coming up and we're probably gonna be busy fighting bad guys and what not, we're temporarily allowing for pride themed questions. Just remember to keep things from getting too crazy. We can't wait to here what you have to say."
I figured the OmniFam needed an origin story. Tiding you guys over until the next episode in the timeline comes out.
“Come… on! Get offa me… you stupid thing! Ben grunted, struggling to rip the watch from his wrist. Summer vacation was not off to a great start. For one, he had to share this vacation, his vacation, with his goody two-shoes cousin Gwen all because their parents insisted the two should bond over the summer. She was the boring opposite of Ben in every way, always feeling the need to butt in and offer her own lame suggestions for fun.
Second, Kevin had decided to be a real jerk and trick him into thinking a fire had started when he was still changing after gym class. He wasn’t going to forget the laughing when he ran out in his undies anytime soon, nor the taunts Kevin made about him being a wimp. Yeah, Kevin got expelled for lighting a fire in the trashcan, but that wasn’t the point! He had humiliated him in front of everyone at school, and Ben knew that shame would follow him all the way to next year.
Now here he was, in an entirely different predicament. While going on a walk to clear his head, Ben had witnessed what he thought was a shooting star. As it streamed across the sky, Ben wished he could have the most awesome summer any ten-year-old boy could ask for. Anything to clear those awful experiences from his memory. The shooting star responded in kind by making a beeline for Ben and crashing down just inches from his head.
When he had made sure the rock hadn’t taken his head off, Ben discovered the “shooting star” wasn’t a shooting star at all. It was some kind of metal space pod, glowing a vibrant green. Something in his gut had warned him this thing seemed dangerous, but his Ben-tuition had gotten the better of him. He knew his Ben-tuition was never wrong and he investigated anyways.
Sometimes he wished never had that stupid Ben-tuition of his. For the past hour he’s tried and failed to remove this strange device after it latched itself to his wrist. It was colored black and white, and felt like it was made from plastic, but when he tried to break it there wasn’t a scratch on it.
He’d tried everything he could think of: Digging under the watch to pick it off his skin, looking for a hidden lock or latch, then eventually devolving into smashing it with rocks like a caveman. He just gave up and sat there on the ground, staring at the watch.
“You gotta be kidding me. First Kevin, then Gwen tags along for my trip, now this? What else could go wrong?”
He knew it was a bad idea to say that. He remembers that time at the last Tennyson family gathering, or that science project gone wrong, or when he borrowed what he thought was the new Sumo Slammers game and it turned out to be a pirated copy.
“Rated E10, yeah right…”
Ben’s mind drifted back to the watch. It was odd, the more he thought about it. This thing didn’t look like any watch he’d ever seen. It looked more like a toy or some kind of hi tech piece of equipment. Sure the Rustbucket was brand new, and had everything he could ask for on this trip, but for some reason it didn’t seem to compare to the object on his wrist.
Cautiously, he traced his fingers around the centerpiece. Maybe if he took his time, like Gwen always complained, he would find a button or a switch that gets it off. It took all of ten seconds for Ben’s attention span to break and go back to just tearing at the thing.
“Errrr, c’mon! Why can’t everything just go my way right now!?”
Suddenly, the centerpiece popped upwards with a click, unknown mechanisms whirring to life. Ben leapt back with an “Eeep” and tried to cower from his hand. A moment later, he stared in awe. The centerpiece remained in its new position, humming with an unknown energy source. The hourglass shape inverted to reveal a plate of the same green color, only now there was a humanoid silhouette, one of an immensely muscular being with four arms!
Ben cautiously wrapped his fingers around the centerpiece and tried turning it to the left. As he did, the silhouette of the four armed being was swept away to reveal another silhouette, this time of a similarly bulky creature with spikes growing out of its head and back.
“Woah… what is this?”
He realized the centerpiece was a dial, and as he turned it, it cycled through eight more unique silhouettes. There was one with wings, another with four tendrils growing from its back, another that was shaped like a ball, a lanky looking thing, some kind of scuba diver, a guy with what looked like flames coming out of his head, a squat thing with a big round head, and finally something that looked like a velociraptor. What was this thing? And what were those silhouettes? Then it clicked. Ben looked back at the pod, then up to the stars and realized…
“The pod came from space, and if it came from space, then that means it could be from an alien world! And if it came from an alien world…” Ben looked back down at the watch and grinned with youthful glee.
“Woo hoo! I’ve got an alien super watch attached to my wrist!”
Ben’s mind jumped alive with thoughts of what the watch could do. Thoughts of what these alien silhouettes were- what species these things could be dominated Ben’s thoughts. He cycled through each one and tried to guess.
“Maybe this guy can shoot lasers from his eyes! Or maybe this can control gravity like a slinky- better yet, is like a living planet or something. Bet this big guy can shatter buildings with just a sneeze…”
Ben’s mind jumped for a moment.
“What if I can turn into them? Oh man that would be so cool! I could be all these cool aliens all at once! I could be a…”
Superhero. He could become a superhero. Not just one, but ten. He could finally be someone other than just regular Ben Tennyson. If he could get a grip on these powers, he could become the hero he was always meant to be.
“I’ve gotta tell Gwen and Grandpa Max, I can’t wait to see the looks on their faces when-“
Wait. Tell Gwen and Grandpa Max? Let’s be real here. Why should he tell them?
“All I’m gonna get from them is Gwen climbing up my nose about handling this thing like a toy, and then Grandpa Max will go on about ‘using this power responsibly.’ I’m always being told what to do, always looked down on as immature, always treated like a loser.”
Who was Ben kidding? Why should he have to get their approval to know he could handle this power? He could show them both that Ben Tennyson could be responsible with something like this, that he wasn’t immature. And most importantly show bullies like Kevin that he wasn’t a loser.
He looked down at the watch, the emerald green glow reflecting into his eyes. Ben’s brow furrowed with a look of determination. The watch was primed he assumed, ready to unleash whatever power it had stored inside of it. Ben raised his hand high above his head and prepared himself.
“Look out world, cause here comes Ben 10!” With that cry, he slammed his hand down on the dial.
…
Nothing. None of what Ben hoped to happen happened. No bright light, no sudden sense of newfound power, no mind numbingly awesome transformation. Was that it? Was this thing just a lame bust? Before Ben could stew in his own disappointment, the watch suddenly beeped to life. He felt an odd buzzing sensation as the dial lit up at its center, a slight humming permeating the air. Ben felt his heart skip a beat.
“Is it working? Did it just need a moment to warm up or somethin’?”
Ben would later regret asking that question. The buzzing sensation started increasing in intensity, becoming slightly uncomfortable as the dial started to glow brighter. The humming grew louder and higher in pitch, to the point it was starting to drown out the sounds of the forest.
Ben’s pride turned to regret as he felt his arm start to ache slightly, and he could feel the watch start to vibrate on his arm. The vibrations turned to shaking and the aching increased as the seconds ticked by, the humming growing ever louder.
“Uh… Ok alien watch, you can stop now!”
Ben’s pleas went unanswered as the pain grew worse. His eyes widened at the sight of the watch starting to spark. Green energy sparked off the watch and around his arm, sending jolts of pain up it. The dial suddenly shot up, cycling through the silhouettes at rapid speed. A shrill beep accompanied each turn, increasing in pitch with the humming, which was now cacophonous.
The pain was becoming unbearable, Ben’s arm violently shaking as the watch continued whatever meltdown it was having. Ben tried to reach for the watch with his free hand, only for it to be pushed away by another burst of green energy. Ben’s eyes went wide with terror and he screamed in agony as the watch continued its catastrophic meltdown.
Meanwhile, Gwen and Grandpa Max were setting up camp back at the Rustbucket. Max was busying himself with the grill, no doubt cooking what he thought was one of his signature dishes. Gwen was setting up chairs while waiting for her laptop to finish configuring the RV’s mobile Wi-Fi set up. She looked out at the forest, her brow raised in slight worry.
Sure, Ben could be a supreme dweeb sometimes, with how often he would get himself in trouble. Gwen was one to talk however, as she found herself working with him on some silly adventures of her own, but she was already to call it quits when Ben wanted to keep going. As far as she knew, Ben was just taking a walk in the woods. Nothing he could do to hurt himself too badly out there. Right?
“Grandpa, Ben hasn’t been back in a while. Do you think he might have gotten himself in trouble again?”
Grandpa Max was hardly worried. Ben often had trouble with learning responsibility and discipline, but he was certain Ben would come running once he caught a whiff of his salted dung beetle burgers.
“Oh I’m sure Ben is fine. He’ll come back when he wants, but he’d better hurry if doesn’t wanna miss out on these babies. It cost me a fortune to find them, but once they’re done in a few minutes, Ben’s taste buds won’t know what hit them.”
Gwen checked the grill for a moment and tried her hardest not to wretch. One of the few things she and Ben could agree on was that Grandpa Max’s cooking was… strange, to say the least. She looked back once again to the forest, then noticed something strange in the distance. What looked like a small green light seemed to be growing brighter, and she heard this strange humming coming from that area. Then she remembered something alarming.
“Grandpa, do you see that?”
Grandpa Max looked up from his cooking and noticed the green light in the distance. It only seemed to grow brighter the longer he looked at it.
“What is that?” Grandpa Max asked. Then they both heard it. The scream that was soon drowned out by the ever-loudening hum.
“That’s Ben! C’mon!” Gwen made a beeline for the glow, leaving Max in the dust.
“Gwen, wait!” Max shouted before running after Gwen.
Gwen ran as fast as she could, sprinting towards the now pulsating glow. She pushed through the foliage and into the clearing where the glow was originating, and skidded to a stop when she finally saw what it: A massive, glowing sphere of vibrant green energy pulsed in the air in front of her. It swirled about the clearing, sparks of energy shooting outwards in short, powerful bursts.
Her jaw dropped at the awesome sight, the wind picking up and blowing furiously through her hair and clothes. Another violent scream brought her gaze downwards, and her eyes widened in shock. At the far edge of the mass was Ben, holding out his arm and screaming in agony.
“BEN!!” She screamed. Ben didn’t respond, his eyes rolled back as the pain seemed to overwhelm him. Grandpa Max finally caught up with Gwen, and his reaction was similar to his granddaughters.
“Gwen, what’s going- Ben!” Max shouted when he saw his suffering grandson.
“Hold on Ben I’m coming!” Gwen tried to rush forward, but a bolt of energy suddenly slammed down in front of her. It drilled itself into the ground, growing into a second, smaller bubble that sparked with life.
“Stay here!” Max ran forward, dodging similar arcs of energy as they crashed and coalesced on the ground. He was closing the distance fast, all his training working overtime. Yet just as he was in arms reach of Ben, a pulse of energy struck him and knocked him away. He slid across the ground and slammed against a tree, knocking the breath out of him.
“Grandpa!” Gwen cried. She ran to her downed grandpa and tried to help him stand. All they could do was watch as several other orbs of energy formed around the clearing, all while Ben suffered from whatever was happening to him.
“BEN!” Both cried. There was nothing they could do. Gwen felt hot tears stream down her face as the sphere grew larger and shrieked with energy. With one final roar, the sphere pulsed and sent bursts of energy into the ten smaller spheres that had formed around the clearing. The sphere then dissipated, green energy fizzling out. Ben stood there, still as night, then collapsed. Gwen rushed forward and checked her unconscious cousin.
“Ben, Ben can you hear me?”
No response. Gwen checked his arm and noticed the strange watch attached to his arm. It was smoking heavily, and a high-pitched whirring sound could be heard dying out slowly until there was nothing but the humming of the spheres around them. Surprisingly, Ben’s arm appeared to be undamaged despite the ordeal he was put through just then. Max meanwhile stared at one of the glowing spheres.
It warped and smeared in on itself, appearing to take on a messy shape. This shape became more detailed, transforming vaguely into that of a humanoid figure. The shape took a position on one knee as more details seemed to refine themselves.
What appeared to be a small flicker of flame appeared on the shape's head, and its body took on slim, oval-like shapes. Slowly, the shape took on a more detailed and distinguished figure, one that was unmistakenly humanoid… yet somehow alien at the same time.
“What in the name of God…?” Max said, stunned by what he was seeing.
Eventually the energy faded away, revealing the figure underneath it. What was revealed shocked both Gwen and Max. Standing in front of them was a being made of pure igneous rock. Its body was made from sections of red, lively stone, covering what appeared to be a core of pure fire. Its unusually large hands shimmered with heat that Gwen and Max could feel even from far away. Its feet were flat and curved, ending in two toes like some kind of strange horse shoe. Its head was a light with a burning flame that shined brightly in the night.
The figure looked down at its hands in confusion, getting a better look at them and examining the scorched earth underneath itself. It stood up cautiously, as if not used to standing on its own two legs before. Max got a good look at its face. Though covered in flame, it appeared to be somewhat skull-like, burning eyes and mouth giving the figure somewhat demonic visage.
It turned slowly and stared wide eyed at the other energy spheres as they too began to take on more distinguished shapes. Its gaze wandered onto Gwen, who cowered in fear with the unconscious Ben in her arms. It stared with a blank expression, then one of curiosity and perhaps… intrigue. Max managed to work himself to his feet and ran in front of Gwen, brandishing a broken tree branch. He growled, and the figure actually seemed to back away in surprise, but then it opened its flaming mouth and asked a simple question.
The revamped AntiGlitch AU. Started several years ago, my interest in the original blog waned heavily due to a mix of apathy and other projects. Now I've decided to revamp the project and start from scratch, creating a whole new AU.
The basic storyline for the revamped AU is that Vilgax had already created the Antitrix as a "superior" version of the Omnitrix, using DNA from some of the most ferocious aliens in the galaxy. When he faced off against Ben, the Antitrix was damaged; a vortex of energy disintegrated him and left the device seemingly non-functional.
Team Tennyson left the device in the woods where they thought it couldn't be found... until a certain 11 year old with a grudge against Ben found it. Kevin gained a burst of inspiration when he laid his eyes upon the Antitrix... he wasn't just gonna be Ben's bully, he was gonna be his nemesis.
Kevin would spend the next month repairing the Antitrix until he managed to repair some of its most vital functions. He was certain he had his magnum opus, until a test run at the local junkyard revealed a few flaws...
Now stuck with eleven of the Antitrix's most dangerous samples (and having to start from scratch), Kevin now leads a double life as a delinquent and upstart criminal mastermind, all in the name of making Ben 10's life a living Hell. Now he just has to keep his new posse from killing each other.
Roleplay Scenario:
Bootleg has set up a secure criminal network on the deep web that allows anyone to "anonymously" contact Kevin or the aliens at any time. He does this to fund his own activities, namely tracking down and harassing Ben wherever he goes, and also repairing the Antitrix so he can use it again.
Rules:
-NFSW questions are allowed, but they are to be directed only to the aliens, not Kevin.
-You must specify who you are directing your question too.
-You can submit your own art, and reblogs are allowed, but they will be capped at five reblogs each to avoid cluttering.
The Antitrix Aliens:
The Antitrix aliens are their own unique species in this AU and not mutants. I've been writing profiles for each of them, but I've only finished three so far. I'll post the rest here as I finish them for your reading pleasure. In-universe, the Antitrix's only remaining function is as a database for the alien's species and homeworlds.
Race Name Lykosians —— Nickname(s) Bashmouth/Stone Jaw Average Lifespan 75-84 Years —— General Appearance & Biological Info Lykosians are
Race Name Malcipiter —— Nickname(s) Dark Matter/Bloodhawk Average Lifespan 130-200 Years —— General Appearance & Biological Info Malcipit
Race Name Kwadurnoid —— Nickname(s) Quadsmack/Street Beef Average Lifespan 68-80 Years —— General Appearance & Biological Info Kwadurnoid
Race Name Mephididopterran —— Nickname(s) Skunkmoth/Stynk Tank —— Average Lifespan 40-50 Years —— General Appearance & Biological Info Me
hey stinkfly, what's it like to fly around? have you ever been flying and then you ran into a cloud? i bet it must be so cool because you can zoom around in the sky and hang out with birds!
- 💫 anon
"It feels great, dude. It's a whole different kinda freedom when you have air time. Hittin' clouds feels wicked in the best way, like a shower in the air."
"Yeah... we're doing a little better now. My head's still killing me, and I can hardly fly right now. I'm grounded until the vertigo's gone."
"Yeah, brah, my head's killing me too. Having a hard time hearing too, but the doc's said it'll clear up soon."
"...Everything hurts. I can barely turn my head without hurting something somewhere. The crack's in my exoskeleton are healing slowly, so Grey Matter think's I'll be good as new in a week or so. I hope Decibel is melted into scrap..."
I know it’s still summertime so we got a very long wait BUT I have a silly curiosity
To the aliens: how are you feeling about experiencing your guys’ first winter season?
And to Ben: when winter does come, what would you want to introduce first to your bros?
"Our first winter? I dunno, it'll be cold I guess, not really used to it."
"Thinkin' about the cold is last thing I should be worried about. Ain't stoppin' me from beating up the bad guys."
"Winter shall be the bane of cold blooded folk like myself. I shall endure, however. Whatever winter has in store for me, I will meet it with the might of intellect and patience."
"Yeah, sure. I'm actually lookin' forward to my first winter. Earth is such a cool place, and Gwen's been showing me all these pics of places where it's basically winter all the time."
"Yeah, brah. Winter's just another part of life, Grey Matter. If grass can grow in the coldest places on Earth, we'll be just fine."
"All that snow and ice is gonna be a pain in the butt. How am I supposed to stay speedy if I gotta make sure I don't slip every five minutes?"
"Winter is going to be its own can of worms, but I hear it can be just as beautiful as summer is. Just as many bad guys to fight, too."
"Yeah, I'm really looking forward to our first winter. Sure I gotta deal with turning into a giant snowball if I go too fast, but there's a lot of fun games to play too."
"What good is winter going to be for a water alien? Everything is too cold for water sports, so I'll be cooped up inside the whole time. Not even gonna think about how it'll mess up my crime fighting career."
"I think winter will be a fun time to experiment with my abilities. Enhancing our heating systems and snow clearing equipment will make it pleasant for all of us, I hope."
"Aw, heck yes! I can't wait to show the OmniFam their first snow day, their first Christmas, their first snow ball fight. The snow ball fights are gonna be killer, I just know it. Not to mention all the holiday merch we can get from it."
If ever given the chance, would you want to learn about the culture of your species? Like what their food is like, their dressing manner, holidays they celebrate, they’re own language, whatever you can think of
"I'd love seeing how they fight. I bet I could teach em a thing or two from Earth. I wonder what kind of things they eat to get this swole?"
"A planet full of living fireballs? Sign me up! I wonder if they eat nothin' but fire, cause that'd be awesome."
"If my own intelligence is so vast, I can't wait to meet a whole planet full of hyper intelligent geniuses. Oh, the things we could think up."
"I'd love to meet my people. If they're as a stinky as I am, they must have, like, a ton of different ways to keep things clean."
"Brah, I'd love to meet my people. A whole race as a chill as me? Things must be pretty mellow on their planet, brah."
"Yeah, meeting my people sounds great and all, but unless they got a need for speed like me, I'm gonna focus on what really matters, and that's being the fastest thing alive."
"Hmm... Meeting my race sounds interesting. I don't know where I'd start. What kind of people are they, and am I an example of what they aspire to be?"
"I'm sure my people are a ton of fun to be around. Their whole planet must be one big obstacle course or something. And I bet they're great with kids too, like me."
"My people probs worship the sea or somethin', like ol' timey sailors and pirates used to do. Their world's probably crawling with pirates too."
"I cannot even imagine it... a race of techno-organic beings that can enhance technology? Why haven't we seen them yet...?"
