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It's begun--

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Thanks, Discord.

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if you don't shut your mouth, imma shut it for ya, PUNK!

and an alt graphicy... ish? version for the soul <3

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She can and will talk about her wife for hours and hours. If you get her talking about Amy, be prepared to lose a good chunk of your day if you can't get away from her.

Olympia will not apologize.

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"Oh, yes, they're guarded." Though how well is often up to debate, she did trust that they wouldn't fall into harm too often. Still, she wouldn't admit how often just one was taken into the wrong hands and heaps of trouble was caused by that alone. Not exactly the best look, especially when alliances are being freshly formed as they spoke.

Still, she listened to the talk of General and the like with some interest, the chipmunk's head tilting ever-so-slight as she did. That was another meeting she'd probably have to deal with before she got back to her own universe, it sounded like, but for now Sally should focus on the topics at hand.

"Trust me, I've dealt with enough suitors to know the song and dance by now." As much as she bemoaned the many times, it at least left the princess with plenty of experience in tip-toeing around personal matters to deal with the actual business should she need to. "Though, yes, please. Lead the way, then."

She's not sure how she's going to explain any of this to the Freedom Fighters back home, let alone the royal family...

"Chaos Emeralds? I must say, from the name alone it sounds like they are a dangerous source of energy. I hope they are safely guarded at all time." Queen Kit wondered if they'd allow her to study them once they full establish an alliance, though wouldn't ask yet due to not wanting to overstep.

"I believe that will fall into Tween's department as she is the commander of the Darlings forces. I do hope she isn't too aggressive with how she goes about it as her methods is often as seen as too straight forward." Friedrich didn't need Tween's brash nature causing troubles with a different world. "I'm sure you'll end up meeting her at some point before you leave." The gamba was sure Tween would make time hearing someone from another world ended up here.

"Ah, I suppose I should contact General Tween about this event when I get the chance now that it's been brought up." Kong doubt anyone besides him and a few others could get into contact with Tween since she was out on a mission.

"I'm sure High Queen Vix will mention it to Tween, though if you think it wise then it might be best to do so." Friedrich saw no reason to suggest Kong not to, though was also sure Vix would tell Tween about it as well.

"Well, I do hope we didn't make Twee sound like she isn't friendly. If anything, my younger sister is wonderful at making conversation, and has been known to give exceptional advice." Kit knew her sister could be a bit much to deal with, though was actually nice more often than not. At least when it came to other royals.

"Just don't agree to go on any dates with her is the best advice I can offer and try to keep all conversations related to business." Friedrich knew it was best to keep Twee at arm's length. "With all that said, shall I escort you to your room?"

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Brook...

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Instead of getting anything done, I ended up beating Robocop: Rogue City instead. Oops.

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Brook was going to be just like Sol, she was even born into royalty, at that. However, this was one of those rare instances where things notably split between universes. A kidnapping of royal child for ransom, only to realize that, shockingly, the royals Aed and Halo really couldn't have cared less.

So the pirates were now sitting on a child they didn't actually want and weren't going to get a cent out of it. Thankfully, however, they decided to keep the runt, and the rest is unfortunate history.

Funnily enough, all things considered, Brook was raised better than Sol-- at the very least with more outwardly shown love by far.

That's not something to dig too deep into, methinks.

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Olympia can't help but laugh along themselves, waving a hand in dismissal of the teasing as she did. Big certainly wasn't wrong, after all, even if she was doing her best to rectify that recently. Still, ear twitches as she continued to listen, tilting her head to the side. Gender stuff was still confusing to her, too, after all.. so she at least understood where Big was coming from in the 'rather new' department.

"Oh yeah? Huh, that's cool t' hear. Glad you're figurin' that stuff out yourself." A playful pat on the other's side, grinning up at them. "At th' very least, findin' out if it's right for ya's a good step."

An affectionate chuckle shakes the mane coon's belly. "Yes well, you were always the 'go with the flow' type. No time for thinking when you're on the go." His words are teasing, lacking any real malice or blame on Olympia's part. They were quite forgetful themselves, going long periods without checking in. Sometimes to the point his friends would come to check on him.

So he understood when the blue blur would let a few things slip her mind. Still, it was amusing to tease her about it.

"I appreciate it. As for me, not much has changed I suppose. In terms of the gender thing, I suppose it was something I never was super attached to? And didn't really care what people called me. Amy told me that may mean I'm uh...hm..." Now what was the word again? Speaking of forgetting...

"Oh- Poly...gender? Some kind of mix of all the things. I'll admit, I'm rather new to the terminology, but I like it."

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I am awake and it is soon to be everyone's problem.

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Olympia makes an obnoxious buzzer noise with her mouth, hands pressed in a 'T' to stop them there.

"Yeah, no, sorry. Gonna have t' stop ya at th' startin' pistol. Just had a nasty one with th' old dreamscape, so I'm not really in the ballpark for another go at that sorta power-trip. Just got th' big lesson about how powerful dreams can be in th' wrong hands."

"You're free t' try again if ya want. I'll stop ya if I've heard it before."

"Excellent..."

"What I'm hoping to get from you today, my special friend, is nothing more than a dream, the one you might have when you go to sleep tonight! I'll even tell you what I need it for, if you're curious." Dreams are innocuous enough, in anyone else's hands.

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"Well... suppose there ain't any harm in goin' along with it for now." Let's see, there was Eggman, Eggman Nega, Starline... Was Infinite a scientist? No, he was just annoying--

"Third time's the charm, right? It's not a pattern until it's happened at least three times, you know! And that gives the perfect opportunity to break the streak - come on board!"

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"Y'know, kinda got a bad track record wit' the whole 'researcher and/or scientist' thing. It's funny how many times it's happened, really."

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the current state of the Olympia and Crystal drabble

"It's you."

"I have no idea who you are."

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"...I always thought Santa gave out babies..."

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Robocop...

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Seeing the other silently flinch brought a smirk to her face, happy her mask hid such a minute movement of her face. It was the usual response until people got used to her way of normally speaking. Not like people can hear her sign language over comms, after all, so Whisper had to make do with what she had. Not that she had much difficulty in most circumstances.

One of said circumstances may be coming up, however, as Whisper's ear twitched at the question of who she might have angered enough to get this sort of trap sprung on her. A few names came to mind, of course. Eggman, G.U.N, and Mimic were the ones that had the potential...

"Far too many." She replied, shrugging as she continued. Eggman and G.U.N were the mostly likely suspects, but it's hard to think of either going out of their way for her over, say, anyone more dangerous than her.

Even if that's partly the wolf underestimating how dangerous she really is at this stage. She's just about to risk taking something off to handle the heat when Drill pops out, getting their attention to point to the conveyer built feeding in materials across the room. Great, they'd have to shift past all that metal for a way to squeeze past but it's at least a start...

The hedgehog almost leaps in the air with surprise at the sound of the voice. He's still not used to hearing a different one from her each time, instinctively reacting to the sound of a new accent like it's an unexpected third person before remembering how she communicates.

Beads of sweat forming on the hedgehog's forehead, he follows along with the sniper, easily keeping pace with a casual stride as he looks around the area for a moment. They're not exactly going to find anything she doesn't, but they need to focus on anything other than the sweltering temperature.

"...I'm gonna be honest, I've fucked with a lot of people so I don't really think my enemy list is gonna narrow down who we're dealing with. You piss anyone off with these kinda resources lately?" Some versions of GUN or Eggman were the most obvious candidates that came to mind, but it was hard to keep track of which ones in which zones he'd messed with and which ones he hadn't tangled with.

The molten metal they pass makes the heat seem inescapable as they try and navigate their way out of the surroundings. At least the subterranean facility seems to be automated, meaning they haven't been spotted by anything that would put them on the run again - but the danger of heat stroke still imposes a sense of urgency on them.

...but if there's a production process they can at least be certain there's a way in and a way out for the materials at least.