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

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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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Kronk smiled at the greeting he was given, and continued on with a string of 'squeaker squeaks' introducing himself, asking for the squirrel's name, and commenting cheerfully on the fact that he'd never seen a green squirrel before and were there many more of them in the town?

Of course, by this point, he was starting to attract a large number of stares from people passing by. He remained blissfully unaware of the attention, however. If they were ~that~ interested, he could always teach them some basic squirrel, so they could get in on the conversation too. He'd found that most people didn't take him up on that kind of offer, though. A pity - knowing the language of some of the more common animals had come in quite handy on multiple occasions throughout his life. Why just the other day, he'd had a wonderful conversation with another squirrel, who'd had a bad experience with the Emperor-turned-llama... Too bad they'd had to cut the chat short so Yzma could go find and kill Kuzco... He'd invited Bucky to come visit him sometime later... but that could be hard if he couldn't figure out where he actually ~was~ now. He'd just have to ask about that as well.

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Beast Boy twitched one of his small, round ears as he listened to Kronk, blinking his black eyes before raising another brow. Squeaker squeakity squeakens followed the brow-raise, entailing thus; hi Kronk, my name's Beast Boy, and I'm not actually a squirrel and I don't think there is any wildlife that is native to this place.

He shifted around a moment, curling his tail around the fence and plopping his legs over the side of it, before he was about five-foot-five, grinning from pointy ear to pointy ear in about two point five seconds. He lifted a grey-gloved hand, waving it towards the muscular lacky of the crazy dinosaur woman out to dominate an empire that Beast Boy would associate with another dishing out of the Discovery channel, just like the ruins outside. He seemed vaguely amused, but kept the cheerful look across his face to show that he was friendly so that he wouldn't end up being hit upside the head.

Though he doubted Kronk was one to do that, by the mere fact that he was talking to a squirrel. It just seemed cruel to not show that he was actually human when Kronk commented on how he'd never seen a green squirrel.