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@reyna-the-divine asked: Reyna wandered about Dirtmouth, curious about the lay of the land. Then she swears she hears carnival music, and heads over to the sight of the bright red tents in the middle of town. It stood as a sharp contrast to the otherwise quiet town. She wanders closer to investigate it.
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Two Grimsteeds rested outside the tents. Their heads raised when someone came closer to them. They didn’t move, but they watched the stranger come closer to the tents. One of them let out a trill, letting their master know there was someone new coming.
The tent flap opened, a tall bug looking out. He scanned the area until glowing crimson hues rested on the new comer. He slowly stepped away from the entrance and stepped to in front of her.
“Greetings,” the Nightmare King said with a low bow. “I welcome you to the Grimmtroupe. We just finished our show sadly, and we will not be preforming anymore today. Did you come here for a show?” he inquired.
Reyna has seen many different Mobians so far, varying species and attitudes alike. But she hasn't really seen one with electric powers before. And she's the 2nd Mobian to have actually good fashion sense. So, Reyna does what she always does and approaches.
"Hello there!" She calls out with a smile and a wave as she walked over. Looking closer, it seemed she was a tenrec of some kind.
{{ L }} "Fuck you want?" Clearly the tenrec wasn't the friendliest of faces, much less when approached by a stranger, one clearly not of this world either. So what could they possibly want from her, damn sure wasn't going to be as friendly conversation.
[FEND] against Scourge
{{ L }} Wasn't sure how this all happened, but Scourge ran into the other once again, but this time, he wasn't feeling up to humor them in bullshit idle chatter. Looking to kill, or fatally wound, Scourge held not a punch, a kick, or even spindash back as he did everything possible to harm the other.
"Not sure where you came from, but I'll be sure to send you back in a closed casket!"
"Okay, but you still haven't explained to me what DnD is. Could I please get an explanation?" She asks the green hedgehog. She didn't really pay attention to anything else he said about it, since she had no idea what DnD was to begin with. She can't make a judgement about it being 'gay' or 'ass' until she knew what it is.
{{ L }} This bitch again?
"I ain't no fuckin' teacher bitch. Figure the shit out for yourself, or don't, I don't really give a fuck. The fuck are you even anyway?" There went the standard impatient foot tapping most Sonics did when frustrated, or bored.
Reyna examines the sturdiness of the walls, noting how while the steel is strong, it is easily punctured or thin rather. It was a good protector, but had notable weaknesses, like most armor. She wondered if the creator of this place was aware of how thin the density of the steel was? Though, she wasn't exactly sure where 'this place' even was.
Perhaps she could ask this duck fellow. He seemed quite well dressed. "Hello there, excuse me sir!" She says as she approaches. "Sorry, but I'm a bit lost, where am I exactly?" She asks.
{{ L }} There goes his freshly made coffee as the platypus did a spit take at the sudden appearance of another. It seems they were hostile, nor of this world, which perhaps was lucky for Starline.
Had the other been a threat, Starline's lack of gadgets on his person left him defenseless.
"Um.... yes, you clearly ARE lost and trespassing." Technically, they both were given this abandoned base belonged to Eggman, not Starline. "You are on the planet, Mobius."
@reyna-the-divine // Starter Call
“Did you grow up in the empire then?” It’s strange, Soraya feels, that she can think of a place that would never truly accept her as a homeland of sorts, just from her mother’s stories alone. Arx never felt like home. Even if it was where she’d been born, home was where her mother’s memories lay...
“I’ve always wanted to go, see the Dreamers and all that. Is it as beautiful as everyone says?”
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Godwoken...Divinity...
All those words seem to mean nothing and everything at the same time to the mystic, whispers from the other side were nothing to her nor to her red-haired companion (or was rival the right word for her now?) but this was...something else entirely. This was enough to make the mage’s hands shake as she tried to produce a flame in her hand, magic calmed her mind usually. But every movement seemed to give her reason to pause, even moreso when she saw a shock of unfamiliar blue scales, almost impossible to miss given the height of the lizard who seemed to be going down a similar path to her and her...fellow travellers. Without thinking or consulting anyone else, Soraya had whipped around and called out the taller stranger impulsively.
“Be you friend or foe?” She called out, any shaking seemed to go with the prospect of a confrontation or a conversation, if there was one thing Soraya had felt confident about nowadays it was a fight, sad to say.