Evil Overlord skipped through a portal, and came to a dead halt, jaw dropping in surprise. Not only was she *not* expecting to be anywhere else than her normal chatroom, it had been the middle of the night when she had logged on. And it was broad daylight here. Wherever 'here' actually was.She looked down at herself, mostly to see that all of her parts were still in order [how often does one find themselves teleported somewhere else out of the blue, after all?] to get yet another shock. She'd changed. Not much, she hoped, but she hadn't been this thin for a good *long* time. She wore a black half-shirt and black jeans, as well as black boots. She grinned at herself, knowing that this was an outfit that she'd wanted to wear for some time. Thinking to herself that it was a far better outfit than *another* she had been wishing for a long time she had the body for, she grabbed a lock of hair. Yup, still blonde.
She then noticed the group of people standing around, most dressed rather oddly. She giggled softly at Cole's outfit, it seems she wasn't the *only* one that read a lot of comics…. Another figure was familiar, and she paused to rub her eyes with a shake of her head. 'That looks like Diana, from the 'toon,' she thought. 'Naw, can't be.' She then spotted a familiar face, and, the puzzle of Diana temporarily forgotten, she stomped over to the person she recognized….
"Bubbles!"
The other woman turned her attention to her with a slight smile. "EO! Lovely to see you dear, how are you doing?"
"I have a bone to pick with your sister," EO said, tone filled with annoyance. "Why hasn't she been answering me?"
"EO!" EO whirled at the cry, to see another familiar figure barrel into her, wrapping her in a big hug.
"Kimmy!" she exclaimed, returning the embrace. "I didn't see you! Where the heck *are* we?"
"Ummm…the Realm. So what did you get?"
"Get?" EO echoed, a bit confused.
"For a weapon. I got my coffee mug all spiffied up! See? Haven't ya seen DM yet? Did he sneak ya in?"
EO eyed the mug that Kimmy was brandishing. It looked like a normal, stainless steel travel mug to her, with a strap attached to the handle for some strange reason. Probably to keep it from getting lost. She'd have to ask Kimmy about it later.
"Nope, haven't seen the manipulative little rat-bas…uhh… ((errr…sorry, couldn't resist….*G*))…no, I haven't seen him."
Kimmy regarded her with a frown. "Then you don't have a Weapon?"
EO held up a little box with a proud grin. "I have the Portal Generator (tm). That'll probably count." She pressed a button, but nothing happened. Swearing softly to herself EO tried a few more buttons. "Crap, this thing doesn't seem to be working." She pouted. "That means I can't access any of my little hidey-holes." She gives a raspberry at this thought, then mutters under her breath "Good thing that the different pockets have their own air supplies, or Egon would suffocate, and I would be *so* dead if that happened!"
EO looked up at Kimmy with a sad sigh…."Nope, doesn't look like I have a magic weapon. Oh well." She paused, peering closer at Kimmy. "Hey, is it just me, or are your ears a little pointed?"
