Main Room (108)
-Those in the Main Room can feel the blank stare of a small eye patched boy...-
"You are various animals."
-...That is the observation he makes. He's seen non-humans in the Room before, but simply seeing a room filled with animal beings without a single human-like person.-
"Felines and poultry."
-He means no offense by type of comment. He doesn't really understand social tact at all.-
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Outside (Cardcaptor Aichi)
-Huh? Her too?-
"R-Really...?"
-He seems really worried now.-
Why? I'm just a kitty cat.
That's the spirit, pal... -bats at the yarn, which rolls to 108's feet-
-is licking tzatziki sauce off her fingers-
-looks back mid-lick, finally noticing that she's being looked at-
Edited by thespacephantom on Sep 20th 2018 at 8:10:12 AM
UN JOUR JE SERAI DE RETOUR PRÈS DE TOI...Aye, perhaipsahdoo, bitah'memploorenye, lass, ootleinedenthesrepairtarehappenensan'phenomenaan'predections—unveirefied—oofapotentiallycataclesmican'destructevesegnefecance, an'th— weet, weetamoomentYERTH'RESPAINDENTWHITWAE'ASCEPTEC...!
(WHIRLS around to Bob, POINTING.)
An'YE... aire... th'cait! Wi'thcontraiptionan'thpocketdemensionan— YE...!
(POINT at 108...! getting a bit breathless at this point.)
...yerArchie! BitwhechArchie...?
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019Main Room (108)
-108 looks over to Bob and Cliff, still blank-faced.-
"Is this yarn of importance to you?"
-Because it seems like Cliff wants it...-
-108 looks at Mac while holding the yarn (completely oblivious to the talk about the yarn), still with the blank expression.-
"I do not understand. I am unfamiliar with 'Archie'. My name is Number 108, but I have also been referred to as 'Aichi'."
-...Well, the stiff manner of speaking might match the result that said he was an artificial human.-
Edited by CrystalMemoria on Sep 20th 2018 at 8:23:57 AM
Outside (Cardcaptor Aichi)
-Nine weeks... Wow, Aichi's been here for a while, but he hasn't had that much experience... The attacks have been so few and far between...-
"T-That's amazing...! To be fighting that whole time!"
-As for the 'spirits' in this place...-
"Ehehe... Y-Yeah, being here takes a little bit of getting used to... N-Not everyone is a spirit though..."
-He figured Cori was more like an alien for instance.-
"Y-You're not an alien...?"
-What could she be then...?-
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Main Room (108)
-108 looks mildly perplexed.-
"What is—"
-He attempts to replicate Bob's 'pthhpth', but it's clear that he is not used to doing something like that with his mouth.-
"I do not know what it is."
Not really.
At least not in my world.
It's virtually a job that gives you an extended citizens' arrest.
Primarily it's there to give superheroes a role in society that isn't always using such well... excessively positive language.
Vigilante's more neutral.
But I'm just a concerned citizen.
-to Goat-
Right, right.
Edited by RegularDefender on Sep 20th 2018 at 2:31:15 PM
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post...Ookei, dooleynaitedBITSENSEWE'REALLHEIRE...! ETONCE...!
(Grabs the docco, flip flip FLIPPING to the responses page until she pulls up—... clears her throat, straining a bit to replicate the Standard English clearly.)
..."Havinganobjectofgreatvaluestolenfromme, Icametothisplaceinpursuitofitsthief, CoriMagistralis. I, afteralongspotoftrial, recoveredthisdemon, butmyRinghadalreadybeenirrevocablyconsumed. Inowwaitherefortheendofourdays, whenGanymede, vanguardofthemagnificentJupiter, willcomeanddevouroursoulsinaccordancewiththeLaw."
...Fairthermoore:
..."It'ssortoflikethe"centerpoint"holdingalotofthingsonitsaxis—..." eh, th'nooiseye'remakenestrainscrieb't. "Currentfindingsarethatthefoundationisgettingshakier, maybedealingwithratinfestation(literalorfigurative.)"
...Tellmewhae'yehae'oonthet, essfairesyerthaights'nenseights... Esthesvaled, oramahbein'pleiyed...?
(Looks deadly serious... but AWWW she's still a tiny chicken...)
Edited by MobileLeprechaun on Sep 20th 2018 at 8:38:12 AM
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019

Of course I wouldn’t! That’d be very non-heroic of me!
-Cliff backs off from Bob’s yarn-
... Hhh...
Deer