@LS: I third the fourth wall talk being canned. It's actually a little annoying. This might be meta-gaming but what's Aurora's deal? Sigh. It seems as if you have the only vanilla creature in a super friends deck. Lawl! Not trying to be mean, just confused.
I'm so far enjoying this. Whimbly's going to bum around for a bit and butt in on other's adventures. Unless he gets one for himself? Meh. Grey, I trust you'll do great regardless.
"Hmmmm... It wouldn't be grafted on. Naturally grown, of course." Whimbly nodded, "Wouldn't want the 'enhancements' to fail. Regardless, if you change your mind, just ask. I could also help with spellcasting as well. I aught to whip you greenhorns into shape, as it were. I'm a mentor to you all."
"Hmmm... Careful or I'll just splice you with a dragonfly or something like that. Maybe create a denser form of your pixie dust and infuse it into your blood stream."
"My dear. That whole 'wall' business is purely mental. Anyone can defy logic by simply ignoring it in the first place."
Whimbly chuckled and shook his head, "I am a 4 foot tall twin tailed anthropomorphic lynx bioengineer mage with psychic stones for communication and shapeshifting and a whole bushel of magical augmentations currently masquerading as a common, though large, house cat. Logic has no room in the discussion."
Whimbly bowed to Lydia, "Hello, my dear. Looking lovely as ever."
Whimbly enters the rec room and sees Aurora. "Hello, my dear. Why not join in?" Whimbly chuckles, "I hope you don't think you can not do things like that. You can."
@LS: I third the fourth wall talk being canned. It's actually a little annoying. This might be meta-gaming but what's Aurora's deal? Sigh. It seems as if you have the only vanilla creature in a super friends deck. Lawl! Not trying to be mean, just confused.
Whimbly chuckled and shook his head, "I am a 4 foot tall twin tailed anthropomorphic lynx bioengineer mage with psychic stones for communication and shapeshifting and a whole bushel of magical augmentations currently masquerading as a common, though large, house cat. Logic has no room in the discussion."
Whimbly bowed to Lydia, "Hello, my dear. Looking lovely as ever."
Whimbly finishing experimenting for the day and puts everything on ice. He pats Tumbles and leaves his lab for a while.