Chatterbox: Inkwell

General Waffleson popped one shiny black earbud out of his ear,
pausing his playlist. "What? Can't you see I'm in the middle of
something?"

"You are drawing a robot riding a quesodilla," Jamie replied, "I think you can leave it."

"Fine. What is it?" Waffleson asked, dropping his pencil.

"Well, I found this thing in a closet down the hall. It looks pretty cool and I think you should check it out."

"You told Rosemary or Lights yet?" Waffleson asked.

"Yeah.
Rosemary told me to go away, but I think Lights might be intrigued.
Said he would come when he finished reading his comic."

"Neat,"
Waffleson replied, standing up and stretching, "Show me the goods,
Jamie." Jamie led Waffleson out of his drawing room passing several
stacks of papers and untidy piles of leadless mechanical pencils as he
left. They walked down the adjacent corridor, passing a window that
showed the expanses of space outside the station where the crew made
their home. 

"Right here," Jamie said, pulling on a iron handle on
the wall. Inside was a cramped space containting only one object, a
large silver disc-shaped object turned on its side so it fit in the
closet. Waffleson raised his eyebrows. 

"Never seen this before."

"I know, me neither. That's why I thought it was worth checking out."

"Think we should roll it out?" Waffleson mused.

"Alright," Jamie agreed, placing his hands on the top and pulling down. Waffleson helped guide it to rest on the floor, face up.

"'Sup crash kings," came a voice from behind them, "How's it- What in the name of DESTROYA is that?!" 

"Hey,
Lights. Honestly, I have no idea what this thing is," Waffleson
answered, surveying the mysterious disc. It was silver around the edges,
rusted slightly, with several brass-colored pegs lining a hole in the
middle that was swirling with a kind of green energy. "Someone go get
Rose. She'll wanna see this."

"On it," Lights Out called out, walking down the corridor. The other two stood there awkwardly.

"Dare you to poke it," said Jamie.

"Seriously?" Waffleson asked.

"Yeah, come on." 

"Okay,
but if it chops my hand off I will smite you," Waffleson threatened,
leaning over the silver ring. Tentatively, he poked it. It made a
'bwoop' sound and his finger went right through. He drew back quickly,
but his finger wasn't harmed. "Huh."

"When Rose and Lights come back, we should jump in."

"You pulling my leg? Or do you just have this sudden obsession with idiotic ideas?"

"No really. I'm totally going in."

"Your funeral." Five minutes later Lights Out, Rosemary, Jamie, and Waffleson were standing around the disc object.

"Do you think it's some kind of portal?" Rose asked.

"Yup. And I'm going in," Jamie answered.

"Really?" she asked, "You're even dumber than I thought."

"Watch me," said Jamie, and before anyone could stop him he had jumped into the portal.

"HALABAGUTCHET!" Waffleson swore. "Does that mean we have to go after him?"

"I guess," replied Lights, pressing his mask onto his face. Waffleson hopped into the portal. Lights followed him.

Rose rolled her eyes, and with a last, "Morons," she jumped into the portal after them.

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I'm not really sure what I'm going to do with this. It may be an RP or a Solo Write, but for now, here's a charrie sheet I guess. Put down the stuff for your CBer self or AEs or Captchas.

Name:

Age:

Gender:

Appearance:

Personality:

Any equipment:

Any info on where they come from/what they do:

Other:

Whatever this turns out to be, I think it's going to be pretty cool. I'm exited.