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Nun nun nun nun nun, Beast Boy! [Active]

Character(s): Beast Boy, Kronk, Carbuncle, whoever else pops up.
Content: Beast Boy has decided to hang out around the gate he was sent through, looking around and wondering 'wtf.'
Setting: Nearby Joutenheim inner gate area after being admitted.
Time: Late afternoon close to dusk, week2
Warnings: None yet, except for green shapeshifters.

'So... I'm green...' Beast Boy thought, observing people walk by. He had his chin in his fist, and was swinging one of his legs back and forth while his elbow rested on the opposing knee. He quirked a brow as he watched another blonde blue-eyed roam by, zombie-like as ever. Theory one; they were all clones of one another. Theory two; they were all androids. Yes, creepy androids... Theory three; ... ZOMBIES. LOTS OF ZOMBIES. Theory four; zombie-clone-androids. He crinkled his nose a little, sticking out his bottom lip in a sort of pouty scowl. What the hell was up with this damn place? He shook his head a little, before shifting off his station on a rock--rather shiny one at that, which was hurting his butt--and shifted into a flying squirrel. He hopped up off the ground, with a much-much smaller version of his journal dangling from his neck on the strap he asked for, and he seemed satisfied when he landed on the rock that his theory about the place was correct. It would adjust to his animal forms just as everything else did.

So with that, he jumped off the rock and up towards a tree, scampering along it before gliding to another, lower one. He didn't like these trees, they were rather fake, and he seemed to be the only 'animal' in sight. And in scent distance, as he only smelled weird animal-like smells and he wasn't too sure about them. So he hopped along his branch, calmly making his merry green way over it and to a fence outside a building. Perhaps he could see someone he knew if he kept roaming around... but maybe not too far from the gate, he didn't like the idea of losing where it was... As he had yet to figure out this weird journal thing... Which reminded him of Cyborg, so he made sure to get one that was colored similarly to Cyborg.

So, he just sat there, as a squirrel. He would likely turn himself into something that could actually fly soon enough, just to get a good look around the place. He would enjoy that very much, if he could keep an eye on the ground below him. But, for now, he was just cute.

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Laughing, Beast Boy tilted his head with an even bigger grin across his face than what he had before. "Sweet action, dude!" he said, nodding and praising the summon in his own Gar manner. "That's right, Gar!" he plopped back to sit on the ground now with his fists between his feet once more as he had been previously. He observed as he continued trying to say something, tilting his head like a confused dog.

"Karbunkull? Is that your name, little dude?" he lifted a hand up and ruffled at his hair above the gem on his forehead, grinning again and leaning towards him inquisitively. "That's a fun name!" he left his hand on his head a moment before withdrawing it to join his other hand between his grey colored shoes. "I'm not sure what he used to be, because he doesn't look like any animal I've seen... but I changed into an alien animal once, so he could really be anything... but his language is simple, but... I can't fully immitate or understand it."

"Well, I think he understands us, at least," Kronk decided, since the little guy seemed to be picking up their names pretty quickly, even if he wasn't quite able to pronounce them perfectly. And he seemed to have trouble saying the name he gave them, so he obviously wasn't saying it in his own language. Which meant... He was trying to tell them his name in their own language... probably. "Hmm... So you're Carbuncle?" He grinned as he decyphered the word. "I take it you're named that because you have that shiny red jewel on your forehead? Since... that's what a carbuncle is... Unless you're talking about the type of carbuncle that's a rather unpleasant skin condition, but I don't think that really describes you very well..."

Beast Boy laughed lightly as he toppled and rolled, tilting his head before pulling his glove back on and poking Carbuncle in the stomach lightly. "You're silly, dude." He grinned down at him, before shifting up so he could crouch once more rather than sitting on his behind. "We need to find him some clothes, Kronk," the green teen pointed out after a moment, ruffling at his own dark green hair thoughtfully. He had money on him, and would gladly clothe the summon...

He kind of needed it in this weird world. Besides, it kept him warm if he ever got cold, right? He'd hope so. "Careful, Carbuncle. Your head might pop off if you nod it that fast," he teased, patting his shoulder with another grin and a chuckle. As he shifted to get the balls of his feet underneath him, he put a hand on the ground between his feet so that he could easily keep his balance and stay on Carbuncle's level without toppling over.

Kronk nodded in agreement. "Yeah... He may not be completely human, but he's human enough to draw some attention. We'd better find a clothing store or a tailor... or goodwill... Or maybe just a sympathetic citizen. Plenty of places to look for clothes... In fact... We should probably check out that map again and see what we can find..."

He took out his journal and opened it, trying to emulate what he'd seen Beast Boy doing with his journal. He got it wrong at first and ended up looking at a blank text box to write a message in, then tried another button and was pleased to see the map come up on his screen. "Hey, these things aren't that hard to use," he decided, scrolling back and forth on the map and playing with the zoom buttons. "Seems pretty user-friendly..."

"Don't worry, it'll be fine so long as you don't knock your head around," Beast Boy mused to Carbuncle, before turning and looking over Kronk's shoulder. He seemed amused that the man got the hang of his journal on the second try, his elfish ears twitching a little before he moved around a little more to peek a bit more at the map.

Tilting his head, he nodded to what the man was saying, tapping his fingers on the ground a little between his feet. "There seem to be shops around, and we could probably get stuff for cheap that would be comfortable and warm for him..." Gar chuckled at Carbuncle a little, before patting his head again.

"We're gonna get you some clothes!" he said happily, and seemed to wag a tail briefly behind him before it shifted out of existance again.

"So which store should we go to?" Kronk said, checking some of the various shops around town. "There seem to be a lot of general stores in the area, but none that are listed as specificially selling clothing. Oh, wait, except... Here we go... Oh... Hm... Ah, no... Not that one. It's an adult store..." He glanced down at Carbuncle and shook his head. "We can't take him there... They wouldn't carry his size."

The large man shook his head. "I guess we'll just have to try one of the other stores and hope they carry clothing as well. Which one should we try first?"

Garfield watched Carbuncle with a quirked brow as he seemed interested in the tail he previously had, tilting his head to watch him circle around. "Oh, the tail?" Beast Boy mused, watching him still and laughing some. He moved so that he was squatting a bit more, palms flat on the ground before he stretched out and shifted into a dog, turning his head and barking at Carbuncle.

His tail began to wag, and he lowered his upper body close to the ground so that his rear was in the air, showing off the tail. And seeming to put on a playful air, before his eyes turned over to Kronk. He tried not to laugh at the adult store thing, snorting instead, and spoke calmly. Surprisingly.

"The nearest one would be good," he commented off-handedly, even as a dog, before turning his head and letting his tongue hang out his mouth before barking again at Carbuncle. He didn't even consider what either of them would react to with speaking.

"Hm... There's a place called Cid's Shop not too far from here," Kronk said, looking at the nearest store. "Not sure what it sells. There's very little information on here. But there's another shop called... Auntie Unde's a little way further. Says that one's a general store. We could probably find something there if not at Cid's. Oh yeah... That sounds like a plan..."

Kronk looked down at the now-canine Beast Boy, chuckling in amusement. "Oh, changed again, have you? You sure are good at that... I bet that comes in handy when you need to decorate for holidays... You can just turn into a bird and fly on up to the roof."

"Haha, usually a pterodactyl, actually," Beast Boy commented to Kronk with amusement, since most of the decorations for the T were large and the T itself was... huge. He moved forwards to sniff at Carbuncle while he was babbling his mii's and such, lifting his head up and licking the side of the summon's face with a pink tongue. His eyes then went back towards Kronk thoughtfully, and he bobbed his head a little.

"Let's head for Cid's and see if we can find anything..." glancing back to Carbuncle, Gar tilted his head. "I should carry him, he doesn't seem quite used to being on human legs yet..." a horse would be suitable, but he seemed fond of the 'puppy' he'd become. Perhaps a dire wolf... those were large and could likely carry the smaller Carbuncle easily, while still being a 'puppy.'

Garfield tilted his head amusedly at Carbuncle after the lick, before he shifted into a much larger dog, which by now was extinct. He shook out his thick, dire wolf fur before barking deeply at Carbuncle who was rolled backwards now from trying to stand. Grinning wolfishly at him, he moved over and licked the side of his face, before lowering down towards his belly. He barked again, before nodding to his back. "Get on," he hoped he would understand, really.

"Once we get him some clothes," he said calmly, puffing up his green fur a little as he peeked his eyes over towards Kronk. "Maybe we'll help him learn how to walk... right now he doesn't have any cushioning to fall back onto except his tail, and I can say falling on your tail isn't comfortable." He knew quite well it wasn't in the slightest bit comfy, really.

Kronk nodded knowingly, even though he had no tail of his own. "Yeah, he could jar the bones in his tail or get a sprain or possibly even break it if he fell hard enough." The last option wasn't very likely, but he mentioned it anyway, because it ~was~ technically possible. "We'll have to help him along until he gets used to walking on his own. He can lean on me or something..."

He crouched down to help Carbuncle back up, so the little summon could climb on Beast Boy's back for a ride. "We'll work on that once we get you some clothes. Don't worry, I'm sure we'll be able to teach you to walk before too long. It's like riding a hang glider. Takes a little practice, but once you've got it, you'll be the ruler of the skies, flying with the birds, soaring through the clouds, and looking down at all the little people down below... You know they look kinda like ants when you're that high up... It's amazing... At least, until lightning hits you and your wings burn off and you go into a tailspin and hurtle towards the ground and crash in a flaming wreck..."

Kronk looked pensive for a moment, then he grinned and patted the summon on the shoulder, "Of course, you'll already be on the ground, since you're going to be learning to walk."

Letting Carbuncle up onto his back, Beast Boy waited until he was situated before he moved up to large paws again, eyes going up to Kronk. "I'm not going to ask where that came from," he said with a predatory looking grin, not on purpose but simply because that was how it turned out in this form. He peeked back to the summon on his back, before dipping his head down and sliding it through the strap of his journal so he could carry it.

"Lead the way, Kronk. Once we get him in some clothing, we'll get him to learn how to walk," he was grateful that Carbuncle hadn't understood what 'crash in a flaming wreck' was, as that might not of lead to very safe results. Actually, Beast Boy knew that it wouldn't of ended well if he understood these words.

"It came from experience, actually," Kronk told Beast Boy, although for once, he didn't elaborate on what had happened. Instead, he started off as his friend had suggested, walking at a slower pace at first so Carbuncle could have a little time to get used to his ride and wouldn't fall off from the motion. "But we'll make sure this little guy doesn't have those kinds of experiences... Ones related to walking, I mean, not hang gliding. Because we don't have a hang glider here, for one thing, and we're technically indoors, for another. I don't think we'd actually ~get~ lightning in these domes."

As he mentioned the domes, Kronk stared appreciatively up at the 'skies' overhead, "Whoever built this place must have been amazing with architectural design. I wonder what kind of materials they used to build the dome with..."

"Hm, interesting," Beast Boy said up to Kronk as he explained it. "I doubt we'd accomplish much hang gliding in here, Kronk," he mused, grinning once more. His eyes turn up towards the ceiling, however, and his head slowly inclines in the same direction to follow. He looks like he may howl, but instead tilts his head sideways a little to examine the odd sky. ... was that sun smiling? Shaking his head, he turns it away to face ahead again, tail flicking behind him.

He walks steadily and slowly, allowing Carbuncle to get comfortable and accustomed to his pace and such. Garfield partially understands what this new mii means, something involving the ceiling... but doesn't quite get it all. He figures it may have something to do with its attractiveness, so leaves it at that in his head. "They probably got bored or something," is his simple answer, and although it does not seem he appreciates it, Beast Boy lacks the real mind skills to fully do so.

"If that's boredom, I'd love to see what they make when they really put their mind to it," Kronk said, still in appreciation of what seemed like, to him, an amazing feat in design and creativity. The sky definitely took some artistic license, but that was to be expected. It was a work of art, after all... And somehow they managed to make it move, as well. That wasn't like any kind of paint Kronk had ever seen. "Wonder if the one who made it is still around... I'd like to meet him and ask how he did it. Or her, if it's a woman. Maybe I'll ask around about that later, and see if anyone knows about it..."

He continued to stare at the sky for a moment, then finally snapped out of it when he stumbled over a loose cobblestone. "Whoops... Careful there," he advised himself, turning his eyes back to the streets ahead of them.

"We may never know unless you find them," the wolf muses, peeking to the man's back as he followed. When he sees him trip up a bit, Beast Boy lifts his paws up higher as not to trip on the cobblestone. He listened to Carbuncle with a grin on his face, however, and turned white eyes outlined in black towards the summon. Miiii... that one was head. He listened as he continued, before grinning even wider. He started humming the song himself, and it was stuck in his head.

However, when Carbuncle bounces, Gar's ears flick and he looks over his shoulder, peeking to where he was pointing. So. He wasn't crazy. "Good job, little dude!" the shapeshifter speaks clearly, releasing a barking laugh. "That's right, sun! It's uh... smiling! ... normally they don't do that." He says nonchallantly, as though it were nothing. When his expression read clearly the opposite. It was flippin' weird.

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