First iteration

[fearmylaserface]

[Have a silver metallic orb with a bright blue light hovering close to Cambot, examining him carefully.] Hey. Buddy. Mind telling me where we are? I know I don't recognize this place from any of the memories. It's a cool looking place though. Love what they've done with the place.

For that matter? Who the hell are you, and why am I here? And I mean this location, not the existential form of the question. So no funny stuff... [The light quickly flickers to red, then back to blue.] Anyone want to answer me?

Comments

[punsofiron]

[Have a black cat greeting you on camera, good sir. That's totally normal right?]

If you don't want any funny business, then you're reaaaaaaally gonna hate this place, buddy.

[fearmylaserface]

[Tilting his body at that a little, confused.] Are you a talking cat? Or am I hallucinating?

[punsofiron]

I am this week, anyway.

Long story.

I'm Iron Liz. You're on the Satellite of Love.

[fearmylaserface]

I see.

I guess this might be better than the malfunctioning memory unit. Is weird stuff like this common?

yeah, you'll learn pretty fast that I'm a slow tagger ;;;;

[punsofiron]

Pretty common, yeah. Just a few weeks ago we were Pokemon and after that I had hair that would make Rapunzel blush.

No worries

[fearmylaserface]

...

Really?

[punsofiron]

Really really.

[fearmylaserface]

Interesting.

[punsofiron]

You get used to it after a while.

[fearmylaserface]

Hope you're right.

[punsofiron]

Trust me, in a few weeks, this will be a day in the life for you.

I'd offer the grand tour, but we're kind of on the lookout for traps at the moment.

[fearmylaserface]

... And I thought things were strange back home.

Traps?

[punsofiron]

Yeah, they've been trying to trap us since a bunch of us are animals. It's annoying.