((Hey. Will is adding his
$0.02 $2.00 to the strategy talks. Please read, or at least skim.))
...well then.
He finds that Hainuwele....is from China. Central China.
((and to be precise, Wulingyuan national park.))
...Well, alright.
Does he have a specific place in the park?
Will locates a phone.
<Hey, did Qi leave any kind of contact info? Also, does anyone have a Chinese-To-English dictionary I could skim?>
<Did I receive one?>
>Well, I haven't. I dunno.<
<Oh. Who did receive invitations? I know I did.>
<What, you did and I didn't? ...I feel somewhat snubbed.>Will sulks slightly.
<I'm indifferent to either. They're both fine with me.>
>I'll help Kyle stop Will before he does something stupid.<
<I heard that and am insulted. I'm working on a plan. Hey, Richard, how many people can you bring through the TV World at once?>
"T-this is hardly the time! This house is full of nothing but hugs and cuddles, is there nobody who sees how dire the situation is!"
"I do. And I'm a bit...insulted that you think I put law over justice."Huh. Will apparently finished some part of his preparations.
"I do. Why do you think cows are such a successful species? Because they're useful to humans! You, too, shall become useful to humans. You're a tiny package of marketable mass-media adorable-ness if you ask me."
"I am disturbed by this analogy."
"Well, sure as sugar beats going to a party. And I don't have to find a polite reaeon to skip on the party either."
Kyle goes through the TV to find Will.
He's in the same building as Hai, who he was talking to.
And as of the retcon...
"Hey."Because
amusing.
"Then mass teleportation is not possible... I'm not sure." Sen kinda grows impressed with the size of Hainuwele's race.
"I dunno. Depends on the method...although I'm guessing we'll need something different..."
>Will, you will not go to her village.<
<Fine, I won't relocate or ward the tribe--city? nation? city-state?--and will therefore let countless more people, big and little, die. No thank you.>
<...I think that Kyle should go and beat some sense into Will for attempting genocide...>
<Did I get drugged one night or something? I certainly don't remember attempting, or even planning, genocide. And plans aren't something I forget easily. Especially mine.>