Snippet #2490334

John was having what would politely be called 'a strange day'. That kind of tactful phrasing was not usually in his nature, that was more his brother's department, but at the moment utilizing the terminology that he felt like would probably get them kicked out of the kingdom, after some mind-reading wizard decided to tell the king what he was thinking. Regardless, none of this semantical pondering had any bearing on the situation. The two things that were of issue were, firstly, that they apparently been transported by unknown means into the realm of the roleplaying game, and him becoming a robot, and, secondly, that they had seemingly lost the rest of their party.

Oh, and the fact that the king was talking to them. The fact that he had completely forgotten about that probably said something about their situation.

Speaking of which, so caught up in his own thoughts was the captain, that he hadn't heard a word the old man had said. Oops.

So, Captain Tong, what is your first course of action?" While Tong did briefly wonder why so much emphasis was put on his name, he was more occupied with questions. "Er, not to be rude or break the immersion unnecessarily, Joleen, but shouldn't our priority be to find the others and figure out how to get home?" His voice came out slightly mechanical, and strangely warped by an abominable blend of dialects, all the same, he was certain that she'd understand him. That is, at least to the extent he was certain of anything anymore.