[Taranza is realizing, through these lightning storms, that perhaps his years of service to a queen that zaps people with lightning magic at her whim has made him overattentive to the sight of it. Since he can't help his nerves being on alert, he figures he may as well help with the cleanup and work out that energy.
Besides, he's from a Kirby game. Whom amongst us has not been injured by lightning or fire or falling rocks before, and been mostly all right afterwards? On the other hand these robots don't seem to be very durable, for robots. Taranza starts feeling more protective of them the more they're acting protective of him and others.]
You're the ones who can't handle all the elements out here! You should really leave all this to people who are less fragile. I'm not going to die just from being struck by lightning once or twice!
[He will keep accepting custody of water buckets from them. He has six hands, and even if he is upending the buckets with two hands, that's still four hands to hold the next buckets in line!]
III.
[Taranza doesn't really see the appeal of VR, but he's curious about the heavy advertisement going on. So for now, he's just one of those people witnessing others playing it and seeing all the... confusing positions they're ending up in, and the seemingly non sequitur things they're saying to each other.]
I don't understand what kind of game this is at all...
[But he'd probably be pretty good at playing a lot of it. It won't be too hard to convince him to be a partner.]
IV.
[Whether it's combined with either of the above two prompts, or whether it's any other time of day, Taranza's thought cloud has a definite theme. There are sometimes other thoughts there: worrying about the lightning, confusion about the mice, appreciation of the botanical gardens, wondering about what to eat or what to do. Normal thoughts. But there's always someone just plastered over the other thoughts like a watermark. And sometimes, as Taranza is sitting around staring out into space, there are no other thoughts to be seen in his cloud at all. If you keep watching then maybe he'll even start obsessively replaying memories.
But it doesn't seem like most of the thoughts are going anywhere cheerful, and, he probably needs a distraction. Please someone save him from himself.]
Taranza | Kirby
[Taranza is realizing, through these lightning storms, that perhaps his years of service to a queen that zaps people with lightning magic at her whim has made him overattentive to the sight of it. Since he can't help his nerves being on alert, he figures he may as well help with the cleanup and work out that energy.
Besides, he's from a Kirby game. Whom amongst us has not been injured by lightning or fire or falling rocks before, and been mostly all right afterwards? On the other hand these robots don't seem to be very durable, for robots. Taranza starts feeling more protective of them the more they're acting protective of him and others.]
You're the ones who can't handle all the elements out here! You should really leave all this to people who are less fragile. I'm not going to die just from being struck by lightning once or twice!
[He will keep accepting custody of water buckets from them. He has six hands, and even if he is upending the buckets with two hands, that's still four hands to hold the next buckets in line!]
III.
[Taranza doesn't really see the appeal of VR, but he's curious about the heavy advertisement going on. So for now, he's just one of those people witnessing others playing it and seeing all the... confusing positions they're ending up in, and the seemingly non sequitur things they're saying to each other.]
I don't understand what kind of game this is at all...
[But he'd probably be pretty good at playing a lot of it. It won't be too hard to convince him to be a partner.]
IV.
[Whether it's combined with either of the above two prompts, or whether it's any other time of day, Taranza's thought cloud has a definite theme. There are sometimes other thoughts there: worrying about the lightning, confusion about the mice, appreciation of the botanical gardens, wondering about what to eat or what to do. Normal thoughts. But there's always someone just plastered over the other thoughts like a watermark. And sometimes, as Taranza is sitting around staring out into space, there are no other thoughts to be seen in his cloud at all. If you keep watching then maybe he'll even start obsessively replaying memories.
But it doesn't seem like most of the thoughts are going anywhere cheerful, and, he probably needs a distraction. Please someone save him from himself.]