Blake just kinda stares silently at Raichel for a bit, then says "There is some kind of fundamental flaw in your comment... But I can't think of what it is."  Here's a hint, he can do the Dead Man's Float for a very long time.

  He shrugs "Though I can agree with the last part.  If this fight goes how I think it will, you'll have your answer soon enough. Or I might actually have to say it outright as opposed to using vague comments and methods."  Of course if things go that poorly, the fight wouldn't be all that visually impressive.

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  The Cyborasaurus would probably blink in confusion if it had eyelids.  But really, what's this latest result compared Home Depot supplies in combat that are not Nail guns or 2x4s?

  "Roar?" It tilts its head in perplexity, because confusion is not a fancypants enough word.  Just ignoring this wouldn't be nearly as fun however, so of course the Cyborasaurus does the next obvious thing.

  "ROAR!" A small panel opens in a wrist, and a pair of sunglasses pop out, which it dons with a flourish.

  "ROAR!" Sooo... Spray-paint and sunglasses... Is this some kind of teenage delinquent robot dinosaur?

  "ROAR!" Well... One would suppose most teenage delinquents do not have access to miniguns.  Don't worry kids!  He's aiming for the knees during its impractically long spin-up time...

  It's incredulously and impractically long spin-up time...  Now complete with rapid clicking noises.  "...Roar?"  The Cyborasaurus mutters as it glances at the side of the weapon out of 'how did they fit that in there'.

  Ah, there's the problem.  They never loaded the thing.

  "Roar..."  It facepalms with a clank, then just swings the gun at the professor like a club.  Keep in mind when considering the patheticness of this attack, very big gun, swung by irate robot dinosaur.
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"Trading cards?" Mittens asks in surprise, eyes still glued to the fight, "And there's one of me?  Cool!  Can I s... what the HECK?!"

She was on the edge of her seat when the dino-bot put on the sunglasses.  That was too much.  She falls off her throne laughing!  When the unloaded minigun shenanigans ensue, she cracks up completely.  In her short time exposed to technology, she's at least been shown how powerful the guns in her military are supposed to be... if loaded.  Mittens fights desperately to keep from laughing too hard lest she miss anything.  It turns out to be one of the toughest fights of her life!

J'Renn graciously accepts Alexis' offer for safe passage through the flames, however once again she takes the stairs while her host hovers.  When she's on the float she observes the 'battle' standing next to Alexis, but more away from the 'royalty' and can't help but be amused herself both at the antics in the ring, and the antics of the alleged queen rolling on the floor.

She wipes a tear from her eye, her shoulders jiggling lightly as she giggles silently.  (I think I understand your sarcasm when referring to this as combat, Alexis.  It's a wonderfully entertaining farce.  And to think I was worried about seeing someone injured.  Do you all gather to do this every year?)  she asks projecting everyone on the float.

Prism is no stranger to comedy.  They've traveled to enough worlds to "get" slap-stick humor, but what makes this even funnier is that they were convinced that this was a real fight.  At first Prism's expression doesn't change, but they shimmer as millions of individuals shake with laughter.  When they regain their composure, they affect the coordinated expression of laugher - covering their smiling "mouth" with their "hand" while vocalizing a giggle - to let the aliens know they got the joke.  Even so, a poll reports that 71% of those surveyed are convinced that the fight wasn't intentionally funny.

After some debate between ARC and SMIRC, a resolution was adopted to try and make first contact with Sky Mind through Alexis.

"Queen Alexis," Prism says, "You live up to your reputation for kindness. Truely you are the radiant 'Rose of Nature.' What a privilege to meet you and the equally radiant Queen Mittens and King Timothius!"

They bow politely to the gathering of royalty.

"Will you help us communicate with this lovely telepath?"

They gesture with their open right hand in the direction of J'Renn.

"We believe she doesn't know the spoken language of this place and is unable to hear our thoughts clearly."
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Cham looks smugly at Alexis as she makes her comment, "Who says that I'm not?  I'll go down there, soon as I get a chance. But what about YOU, freckles? You may be a princess of wind, maybe a rich woman too, but you don't look all that lady-like to me.  I bet you'd LOVE a chance in there, wouldn't you?"

Happily, he flips out a hand of blue-backed trading cards at hearing Mittens' excitement. When she tumbles off the chair, Cham slides down the back of her throne with a 'wheee' until he plops into the seat, keeping the cards in hand.  Smugly, he leans over to Timothius and shows him one of the cards, which just so happens to have the King of Life's picture on it... and in a Baseball uniform, holding a bat. "See?  Yours is great!  I've got a first edition!  I've got yours, and the water lady, and... let's see... Ooooh! Here's yours!" He flips through the cards quickly, showcasing nearly everyone in their small crowd in baseball uniforms and in various playing positions. Mittens, like Timothius, is holding a bat in her card, looking to be in mid-swing.

As he leans down to show Mittens her card, his eyes catch the antics of the Dinobot, and he squeals in happy laughter, bouncing on the throne and pointing with excitement at the show below.  The cards fly out of his hands, landing all over the throne area.

"Eee!  Lookit that! Lookit that!  Hehe, use your mirror on THAT, Professor Prune!"

Raichel huhs at Blake's words. She sees no flaw in her statement. Even if Blake doesn't need to breathe, everyone else does and thus, breathing is a cliche. After a fashion and if taken in the most literal sense. But Raichel stops thinking about this as Cybersaurus now becomes the "Cool Kid" from the Burger Kids mascots of Burger King. But with a large gun. Used as a blunt object. Raichel is caught entirely off guard and cracks a smile. She chuckles quietly and grabs a nearby snack vender to get a hot dog.

The craziness known as Cham has finally caught Raichel's attention. Mostly because she saw the Queen of Fire bust a gut laughing. Raichel wonders why she's surprised there are three royal people sitting in the same spot. Then especially takes note that the Queen of Nature is there with the Queen of Fire. That must be the main reason Raichel feels a sense of shock for the first time in a long time. But she makes a mental note to get to know this blue raccoon and why he's able to just wallow all over Mittens, much less sit in her seat!

The professor says, "Oh my..." as the gun is swung at him. It makes him disappear. He was apparently a hologram. During the time he reflected light into the dino's eyes, he made a switcharoo and left his holographic projection in his place. The real professor is behind Cybersaurus and about to tape a "Kick me" sign on his back.

((OOC: For the sake of the player, what the professor is trying to do is make any physical attacks with blunt force (Such as a punch or kick or bite... or a gun swiped at him) get transferred from anywhere on the professor to the "Kick me" sign on the cybersaur's back. Obviously, unless Cybersaurus has some power that lets him know this, he wouldn't know. Have some fun with this one! If you can beat this trick of his, then the professor will lose. ;) Personally, I'm rootin' for Cybersaurus! But again, unless the professor can actually manage to tape that sign on Cybersaurus, the professor has little chance.))

Timothius snickers as he watches the dino pull out sunglasses and say "Roar" for the dozenth time. "Mental note: Gotta meet this guy's sponsor..." and upon Mittens saying what she says, Timothius also wonders, "OK... we're going to have to see these trading cards of yours after the Arena event..."

But Cham pulls them out and Timothius looks helplessly at the cards. Base..ball..? Timothius now knows Cham is an agent of chaos or at the very least darkness since he pulled out complete fabrications. Either way, he finds humor in the fact he's depicted as a baseball player. When Cham drops the cards, Timothius discretely picks them up to look through them again between watching the event. He can't help but smile, thinking how the girls look kinda cute in baseball outfits.

Honest... Alexis didn't expect this. Nobody did, really, except maybe Cybersaurus. Alexis widens her eyes as she can barely believe what she's seeing. She covers her mouth and giggles also, trying to keep a serious tone, but her snorting gives away her pure amusement in the matter. Upon being asked the question by J'Renn, Alexis answers with an honest, "I don't know... what I do know is that this is the first day for this arena. And the first arena of it's kind..."

To Cham, Alexis nods and says, "I would... perhaps that will be you and I battling each other down there. We shall see..."

Alexis then turns her attention to Prism. "I'll gladly help you communicate." she then looks back at J'Renn. "When the Prism colony speaks, simply read my mind and I will project what I'm understanding her to say." she points at Prism as if to indicate who she's talking about. After all... if J'Renn wasn't able to communicate with Prism yet, then chances are she didn't know Prism's name yet. "They believe you are having a hard time communicating with them. Which doesn't surprise me since they are quite numerous."

Alexis looks back at Prism. "I would like to visit your leader or leaders in person when the Arena event is over. Kindly remind me and I will."

  "Well, I suppose that may be a good sign for your chances of impressing the Queen."  Blake comments in regards to Mitten's current situation.

---

  Our favorite Dino (We don't know about your favorite, but it's definitely ours) notes to self as a sign is stuck to its back.  Adjust better for lens flare, and actually pay attention to sensors other than the visual ones.

  "Roar?" It of course says as it looks at the sign on its back.  It can do that you know, comes with a multitude of visual inputs... And turning its head 180.

  It doesn't take this very well, as it's tail casually lashes out at the Professor and... Well doesn't do much of anything to them on impact.  It eyes the professor a bit more annoyed than before, if such can be gotten across with a limited range of facial features as it's body turns to face the professor along with its head.

  It's tail curls up towards the sign, as the end splits open while various scanning laser special effects sweep across it before it closes up again.  After that, the tail lances into the 'Kick Me' on it's back sign with enough force to cause a large hospital bill in most academic Professionals, but only mildly Ding a car.

  Even a DinoMech can take some time in the middle of a fight for SCIENCE.  Double standards utilization can be a difficult academic major.  It's worth a lot of extra credit when you get your own voodoo doll to strangle a witch doctor.

Not that anyone's paying attention to him any more, but Mittens' top adviser's face is imploding out of sheer frustration over Cham's unprecedented disrespectful affront to the throne of Fire.  But thanks to her majesty's invitation and command for no further interruption, he's forced to keep quiet.

Meanwhile, Mittens' capacity for multitasking is being tested.  Nature Queen and Blue Raccoon's bold exchange, (not to mention his taking her seat judging from where his voice is coming from), the strange aliens - one a shape shifter, the other a telepath, a robo dino vs. a aristocrat who just survived a gun to the face...  even Timothius' and her adviser's silence register as significant enough to be worthy of notice.

"Awesome trick!" Mittens commends, not being specific which combatant she's commending, "Wish I could do something like... Oh wait... I suppose I can."

She reaches behind herself to feel for her chair so she can pull herself back onto it, deliberately acting like she doesn't know Cham took her seat.  Figures he's too small to let her sit on him, he'll just get out of the way and she won't have to make a scene out of someone sitting on her throne without permission.

J'Renn turns her attention away from the antics in the arena to give most of her attention to Alexis, (A novel idea, using your mind as a translation matrix.  And yes, I am having a hard time even opening myself to... Prism, the multitude of voices is painful to listen to.).  She pauses for a moment, (I hope they haven't thought me rude for ignoring them.  Could you convey my apologies when you get a chance?)  She nods her head towards Prism, touching her forehead and gesturing a greeting towards them.

J'Renn pauses focusing on Alexis' perceptions, reading what she understands about what's going on, what is said, and what Alexis understands.  She blinks a few times as she comes to a realization, (I must also tell you, I cannot allow myself to interfere with the local politics of this region.) she cautions, starting to get the feeling this is a bit more than a friendly gathering to open a new arena.

"Thank you, your highness," Prism answers Alexis, "And we will gladly remind you."

Prism is not familiar with the gesture that J'Renn gives her, but most agree that it is probably not an unfriendly one.  Nevertheless, almost all agree that the right response is to reply with a customary Fire Nation bow like they did when they met Alexis.

"Nice to meet you," they say to J'Renn.

Seems the paper works both ways. The professor says, "I do say... ouch." and with that, he falls onto his back and seems unconscious. Raichel hrms. "That seemed anti-climactic. But I guess now someone's gunna have to fight the dino..."

Alexis glances at J'Renn. "It's politics... you're already involved just by being here." She then continues to use her mind as a "translator" for J'Renn and Prism. Of course, she adds, "And yes, I'll convey your intentions, J'Renn." Alexis looks over to Prism and conveys what J'Renn wanted to say.
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Cham smirks at Alexis as he watches the display below, "I dunno... I'm not a robot Dino, and I don't think you're an old man." He tilts his head just a bit to get a better look at her, just to make sure.

The movement in front of him, namely that of the furred fanny going to sit down on him, causes the blue raccoon to let out a 'yip' and skitter around the side of the throne and back to the top of it, sitting comfortably on top of his tail as he goes back to watching the antics inside of the ring. He's just in time to see the dino delivering the finishing blow to himself and, consequently, the professor. At the sudden turn of events, he jumps up happily.

"Yaaah! He did it! He did it! Cue the victory music! Show his win quote! Move on to the next victim of his awesome wraith!" As he says that, he flips out a red sun visor and a cash register, consequently making the discarded trading cards vanish into sparkles. Quickly he looks around him, "Okay, okay! No dillyin', no dallyin', no oodelally-ing! Place your bets right here, folks! We got odds on the dino, odds on his next opponent, all we need is your zenny and your bets! You don't wanna place bets, then we've got Robo Super Killer Dino T-shirts! Get 'em while they're hot!"
He pushes the cash register to the side on an invisible table as he whips out a hanger showcasing a big white T-shirt with the dino's face on the front of it and centered over the ever eloquent quote 'Roar.'.

  If someone can call dibs on three fights even if they lose, then only taking some time to smack around a professor by smacking yourself around then Rocket boosting off into the Sunset/current time of day wouldn't be any less reasonable now would it?

  Besides, this NPC has had more screen time than the actual PC's of the player... And that's not gonna change quite yet it seems.

  "ROAR!" As eloquent as ever the Cyborasaurus, as it flicks the 'Kick Me' sign off it's back.  Clearly there is no topping this lunacy.

  "A kick me sign.  You thought a Kick me sign would be a good idea against the technological prowess of the Shenhanigan empire?  My kid made this for a science fair, he's four years old." ...A tiny six inch tall man in a blue space suit (at least we think it’s a man, hard to tell with the enclosed helmet and tiny voice... and pink text) has just exited the skull of the Cyborasaurus.

  Clearly we were wrong about topping the previous lunacy.  Although this might explain a few things about the Dinomech.

  And with that, he gets back into the DinoMech and blasts off into the appropriate time of day.

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"..."

You're not helping any with the small comments Blake.  So far as an ellipsis counts as a comment.
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  "...Well, this place makes more sense than the one with the Rainbow shooting bears anyways."

  Darkthorne is adapting to his new job quickly it seems.  Their player adapting to having two PC's exist at the same time in the same place however, not so much.
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Satisfied that her furry fanny is back where it belongs, Mittens resumes watching the fight.

"Yeah tell me about it," she says in response to Alexis' comment about politics, "No exaggeration, I was told that even scratching my ear could have dire consequences...  Wait...  Did I miss something?  Why did the teacher just pass out for no reason?"

Mittens slumps in her seat, disappointed she somehow missed the knockout blow.

"Yay for Roar-o-Saur," she agrees with Cham unenthusiastically.

She tilts her head and looks up to take a look at what he's selling.  How DOES he DO that?

"Well if THAT isn't the most hilarious shirt of all time!" she chimes, cheering up, "You bet I'll buy one of those shirts!  HEY!  He's LEAVING!  Aw MAAAN!  Oh well.  I guess that just adds to the mystery.  The Legend of the Robo Super Killer Dino!"

~I wonder what 'Robo' means,~ she thinks, ~'Roar?'~
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Prism smiles in reply to J'Renn's apology.  "No offense taken," they say, "We are happy that we now have a way to communicate with you thanks to Her Grace, Queen Alexis. By what name would you like us to address you?"

The word "Ma'am" was intentionally left out just in case Prism is mistaken about the gender or gender labels of J'Renn and her kind.
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Hears Prism through Alexis, she ends up projecting to both Prism and Alexis, (I am J'Renn.  I do not have any titles...  Well... Perhaps save for my rank of pilot.  I must say, a compound lifeform such as yourself will be of great interest to the scientists back home.) she looks Prism in what would be thier approximation of eyes.

As Alexis makes her comment about her being involved just by being here, she sighs softly, (I suppose so.  I just hope to minimize my influence.). she projects to the general area.

Once the exitement dies down in the arena, she starts to wonder what's next.

Raichel hrms. She hops into the arena and comments, "You know? I'm kinda glad that dino left. I liked it too much to want to fight it..." Because unlike Mittens, if Raichel likes you, she doesn't want to fight you. That said, she does what she does next not out of hatred, but necessity. She walks out to the center of the arena. Most of the crowd recognizes just who Raichel is (and was). Some people boo, some are silent and, of course, some cheer. The people of fire are divided on their opinion of what happened with the Thunder kingdom because, well, they don't live there. Some believe the propaganda that Raichel was a tyrant who the new ruler rightfully overthrew. Others don't buy it and believe the propaganda that the new ruler is the tyrant. Nobody here really knows for sure the truth on the matter since the facts have been garbled by the current Thunder Ruler's media office... But all that aside, Raichel claims, "I am only one person. I would like to request that I get 5 minutes of rest between fights."

Timothius quickly goes to buy one of the shirts. Then notices Raichel jump in the ring and says "Oh my..." He looks around, knowing most anyone in the crowd is probably too scared witless to challenge such a well known and rumored-to-be-a-goddess person. Of course, much as he'd like to give her a victory, he can't. The politics involved in Raichel fighting ANYONE, much less a ruler like Timothius, would have dire consequences.

Alexis looks worried. Raichel? So soon in the fight? Alexis says, "Oh dear... Just so you know what's going on, J'Renn and Prism, that is the goddess Raichel, ex-ruler of the Thunder Kingdom."

She would turn her attention to Prism. "Her name's J'Renn." She glances at J'Renn, "Did I get that right?"

  Blake makes a note that some sunglasses might be helpful to his future health.  As for Blake's outlook on the political situation, who knows?

  "Five minutes between fights, I'm impressed.  It takes me longer than that.  Then again, it only takes me longer than that if I lose."  This comment made as Blake follows Raichel out into the arena.  "Of course, you didn't come here to lose, now did you?"

  Blake tosses his cloak aside, "Lets not keep the nice audience waiting.  My name is Blake.  Nice to meet you." and starts walking towards Raichel.

OOC Style: And Darkthorne is back in 'skippin posts till needed' land

(( OOC: Going to take some common sense liberties with an NPC that ain't really mine for the sake of Mittens' sanity.  If my assumptions are wrong on this... well I'll just have to change my post to "Mittens flips out that she can't hear what's being said in the arena and insists something be done about it before any further fighting." ))

Fortunately, the arena's builders were wise enough to know that the audience would want to see AND hear everything the combatants do and say in the arena.  Consequently, it's bristling with the latest in high-tech directional microphones that can filter out the noise of the crowd to pick up only what's being said inside the arena.  Raichel's and Blake's conversation became public the moment they stepped into the arena.

Mittens gasps at Alexis' introduction of Raichel and jumps to her feet on her throne!  (She hasn't forgotten that with the crazy 'coon around, "move your feet, lose your seat!") She glances at her advisers, and their startled faces show that what Alexis says is true!  But who could this challenger be that he'd dare face a goddess?!  And how the heck did she get deposed?!  No!  She must have left her throne for more important pursuits!  Mittens is speechless, her fur bristling in excitement.  To fight a goddess...  Just think of the loot!

"Your highness!" her top adviser shouts over the cheering crowd, "Your highness!  I have important information for you about the combatants!  Please lower the flames so I may approach!"

Meanwhile, the play-by-play sports announcer is bragging on the loudspeakers about Raichel and her mysterious challenger.