Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20190329121908/@comment-30014014-20190329172342

"Ok, ok, ok, give or take...ok, I have nothing..." The man in the clown mask shrugs as he steps off the rift with Alex behind. A strange game the golem had introduced to the man, her legs hitched to his hips and her hands on his mask's eyesockets.

"One more, husband. This time, take your time and try to feel the answer. I'm sure someone of your stature can figure it out..."

"Ok...it's a--

"No, darling, I said think about it. Muttering a random answer five seconds after barely working your gears isn't thinking about it".

Joseph utters a groan as he is forced to ponder about what Alex seeks to show him, even when the individual is literally in front of him. Her hands played a few visual muses as to prevent the master clown from simply 'cheating' and using his chaotic or glamorous senses.

Meanwhile, the clone she left sitting at the table promptly gets up and leans towards Jeiel, a rather coy smile in both her and the real Alex "He still thinks he's walking to a new configurated sweet..."