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[evilrobotdouble]

A brilliant, yellow light begins to shine, seemingly from nowhere-like a tiny sun it hovers in the air untill it starts to take a shape-five shapes. Five rings, on an invisible fist, each the same yellow colour as the light. Slowly, a metal fist seems to fade around the rings, a body filling in as if colour was being poured into a empty mould.

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[alloy_avenger]

There is a flicker in Hank's bionic eye, a twinkle of almost-surprise. But there's no surprising a machine. He knew this day was coming.

"I anticipated this."

It was merely a question of who was older between them, in regards to who was more powerful. Assuming their respective dimensions were similar. Henshaw rose from his chair.

[evilrobotdouble]

A brief moment of shock and then...
"I had also expected this...But I must admit, not so soon."

Working on the assumption that this...'other' Hank would do the same, he used his sense and machinery to perform a scan on his duplicate. He avoided using the rings, however-those would likely get a reaction from the other's rings.

"I was also expecting more variation. My previous interdimensional trips showed a much more pronounced difference between myself and my duplicate."

[alloy_avenger]

Hank jams the other man's sensors, knowing them all too well. He chomps his alloy teeth twice. "Did you just get those rings? I have some bad news, dear boy."

[evilrobotdouble]

"I've only had them for a short time. They're useful little trinkets, don't you agree?"
Not exactly expecting it to work, Hank wasn't that disappointed.
"Now, that's a bit better. We should be friendly. If you can't respect yourself, who can you respect? Now, what's this news?"

[star_core]

Completely calm and unsurprised, here. "It's the Nexus. Anything can be here."

[evilrobotdouble]

"Oh really? That could be very useful. What do you mean by 'Nexus'? I'm assuming a point between dimensions."

[star_core]

"It is. Look around." So helpful.

[evilrobotdouble]

"When I wish to, I will. Now: Who are you?"

[metody_green]

Metody stares for a bit, the weary student almost reeling from exhaustion and caffiene. He really ought to try this newfangled sleeping thing someday.

And then he snaps.

"Oh, come ON. You can pierce the very fabric of the universe and ply the seas of possibility and liklihood, but it doesn't occur to you to freaking look ahead to where you're going?! Do you also drive with your eyes cl- no, this is worse. This is like juggling dynamite and lighters while riding one of those little one-wheeled bikes through a maze of broken glass and snakes made out of hate. You cannot possibly be - y- nrgh!"

"How is it that I'm the only one who thought to, y'know, briefly look over things before stepping through the freaking door through worlds?!"

[evilrobotdouble]

"You've quite loud. The only reason you're still alive is because I haven't decided which of my powers to kill you with."
Hank spent a moment glaring ath the school boy, before responding properly.
"I've been to other universes before; and my methods are not as simple as a literal door. I cannot simply look through the walls of the universe, I must make an entrance first."

[metody_green]

He goes dead white, but glares back, arms folding tightly around him. This...this was really stupid. On the other hand, lets see if the - his bookbag lightens suddenly, ever so slightly. Ha, good, yes. AV field is working.

At the arena, a horrific little thing made of bones appears in the sand. It skitters in a circle, rib-legs tapping busily as it looks around, and then it heads for the stands.

"There's an anti-violence field here." Thank God. Thank a god. Thankyou, Hermes. He is going to send a thankyou card for being awesome and saving him when he's stupid. Better yet, he'll go burn it himself. You burn things for the Greek gods, right?

"If you have to make an entrance, why not strap a camera to a little robotic vehicle, send it through, and then find out if this nifty new place is safe or, oh, in the center of a blackhole?"

[evilrobotdouble]

"Well, I'm assuming that makes you a very lucky little boy."
Carefully staring at the youngster, Hank continued.
"Because honestly if there was anything more dangerous than myself here, it would be a blessing."

[prophecy_sux]

Bhaal looks up, as if to ask some greater god than him why people aren't so observant, and points to the Sign. "You might want to read that, I think," he comments. "It explains everything."

[evilrobotdouble]

Taking a glanc at the sign, then back, Hank stared at Bhaal.
"Well, that's useful."
"And you are?"

[prophecy_sux]

"It helps to pay attention when you arrive in a new place. Otherwise it's like sticking your hand in a bag full of serpents and thinking they won't bite you."
He straightens up slightly at the question. "Most people here call me Jonathan Starag, or John if you prefer," he adds.

[evilrobotdouble]

"Well Jonathan, if I could find a metaphorical bag full of serpents, I can assure you I would be wearing it like a mask. Concern for my safety or happiness are not necessary, even from me."

[victormakesart]

"Oh, ah, hi." Because, really, what do you say to that? Victor was marking this down under 'flashy entrances' in her sketchbook.