Enter the manic himbo dream half-alien clone

Who: Kon-El / Superboy
What: He's new, just getting the lay of the land/ship
When: nOW
Where: all over the R2 and also outside it.

i. after arrival - he had a DATE

You know at least this universe was a little more POLITE on entry. Usually when he finds himself in another world he gets ignored or IMMEDIATELY ATTACKED. Which is seriously so incredibly rude you don't even know. It's not like he was trying to go to all those alternate versions of Earth. Though technically he's not even on a planet. He's on a ship in space! Which is nothing new either tbh he's been to space so many times now.

But not usually with giant ass robots. At least they were, as mentioned before, polite and apologetic! Whatever. He'll figure it out. And just... cross his fingers that the timeline doesn't get reset again on him back home. He doesn't think he can handle everyone forgetting him again.

"Man... this is so lame," he pokes around at the communicator he was given, checking to see if there were any games on it at least, "I had a date tonight too..."

ii. exploring - observation deck... on the other side of the windows.

With super speed even a huge ship like the R2 doesn't take too long to make a couple quick passes through. But he kind of wants to check out ALL of the ship. If he's riding in it he wants to make sure everything looks up to code and stuff! Not that he knows code but he at least knows if a ship's in rough condition. He finds a pressurized maintenance hatch to exit the ship and takes a few minutes to fly around the outside. It's certainly better then some he's been on at least.

He flies alongside the ship for a while, keeping pace with it. Eventually he rests against a window, his tactile telekinesis reaching out and spreading holding him securely to the side as he checks out what sort of social media this place has. Eventually he detects some movement and glances behind him.

He grins and gives a cheeky little wave and then types something out rapidly on his communicator and holds it up to the window.

don't worry! 😊 i can survive fine in space! 😀 also if you talk normally i can still hear you out here 😉

iii. obligatory mac's post

Man.

Dude.

Mac's is FIRE. Totally Kon approved.

He can be found tearing up the DDR pad with some moves that don't look like they should be physically possible, and making some attempts at the beat saber game with... not as much success but he's still pretty decent.

Later he's at a booth about to absolutely DEMOLISH some of this delicious food. He's got enough to probably feed a small family. Cheese burger, a pizza laden with pepperoni, sausage, and jalapenos, a chocolate milkshake, and of course, a double order of onion rings. Can't forget the onion rings. He's a growing Kryptonian boy he burns a lot of calories!

iv. network UN: solarpowered

hiiii friends! i'm new to this corner of the multiverse. 👋 i'm superboy. 😎 or you can call me kon, that's cool too.

was wondering what you all do for fun here 🤔 the ship is p cool but i'm sure you gotta get out and stretch your legs too!

also if anyone knows where i could find a high powered 🌞 sun 🌞 lamp that would be sweet and you would totes be my hero forever 👉🥺👈

v. wildcard

u know how to find me! we can do something else to i will do ANYTHING

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Oh are you solar powered too? Hi hiiiiiii I love meeting more robots that are solar powered, my name is Rock. You can just keep calling me Rock and if you hear someone say any other name uh just don't say it around a little yellow box. If you need a sun lamp I have been looking for one too but the Hydroponics lab has a nice lamp for the plants and it works in a pinch! Fun things we do is usually there's a game room and a skate park and sometimes we drop off at friendly planets to stretch the legs!

oh no! sorry dude i'm not a robot 😭 i'm just half alien 👽

but the sun does charge up my powers tho so maybe we're still pretty similar 👍 thank you for the tip bout the lab, will definitely check that out and i totally didn't have to look up the definition of hydroponics. you learn something new every day........

i'm also more of a surfer then a skater 🤔 but maybe this is a sign that i should try some skating out

Oh! That's okay, but thats cool!! I didn't know anything but robots or plants would be solar powered. Wait is one of your other halfs a PLANT... I'm getting ahead of myself you didn't even know what a hydroponics lab was. That means you might not of been grown in one.... Anyway, yeah its a shame you're not robotic you could go meteor surfer like mr Rodimus does some times... I wanna ask him to take me some day. I think it would be fun. But skating is lots of fun too. one of the robots back home had wheelies on his heels so he skated all the time. his name was Top Man

oh no i was grown in a tube not a pot! 🧪🧪 in green goo not soil so i'm definitely not half plant

i'm half kryptonian! my cells basically form super powerful solar batteries. 🌞🔋 then when my body metabolizes the sun radiation it gives me cool abilities.

what's meteor surfing and why don't you think i could do it? sounds sick as hell

Well that opens more questions then answers, I've never heard of a kryptonian. even back home on earth. Are all kryptonies born in green goo and tubes? Wait never mind that's invasive i should be better about that.... but meteor surfing is surfing a meteor. I don't think I've seen it in person yet but when i talk to Rodimus i'm gonna see if i can at least see videos of how its done. But because if you're organic you're soft and squishy and delicate and I gotta make sure all the organics are safe. well okay i don't have to but its dangerous out in space and you can't rebuild people like you can robots like me. It's part of why i exist, I keep people safe and help them. I'm five years old now so I gotta step up even more.

oh don't worry. i was just hatched outta a tube because i'm a clone 😎

and dw dw

you could whip a moon at my head and it would probably just bounce tf off i am NOT squishy. 💪 trust.

i can't even get any more piercings cause the needles would just break on my skin. only downside really 🫠

Are you sure you're not a tensy bit robot... That sounds like youre some kind of super powered humanoid, I met a few with magic or powers of all sorts but none that are like this. That's so cool.

well 'boy of steel' is one of my nicknames 😂 but i promise i am one hundred percent not a robot!

i just have a lot of different tricks up my sleeves. invulnerability being one of them.

The woman walking by the window, on the other hand, looks absolutely horrified to see Kon outside in the cold vacuum of space. Her eyes widen just as he holds the screen up to explain himself.

“Vacuum is not survivable!”

(The longer Raven is onboard, the weirder things become. Rubicon was strange enough; this place makes Rubicon seem downright banal in comparison.)

“How can you even hear me? The viewport is extremely thick to prevent oxygen loss.”

Kon nods as she talks, twisting midair which probably looks incredibly alarming so he's facing inside with just his feet stuck to the window. He types out a message again and holds it up with a nod and a thumbs up.

don't worry i'm doing just fine! 🙂

Now that he has reassured her that he's fine he decides he should address the other question. His thumbs are a blur as he types up a second message and hold it up again, pointing to his ear this time with his free hand.

i have SUPER HEARING! 😌 i can hear for miles and miles. a lil glass is nothing

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‘Doing just fine’, he says, while hanging out in space without a suit. Right. Sure.

Why not.

Raven’s facial expression finally shifts from horror and alarm to mild confusion. (Inside, the alarms bells are still going off, but it’s easier to swallow down the fear for Kon’s well-being.) She tilts her head as he holds up the screen and squints to read it.

“Super… hearing?” Huh. That’s a new one. “That sounds… like it would be both a useful skill and a hindrance.”

(Raven is suddenly understanding how Handler Walter feels whenever Raven does something reckless and foolish. It isn’t a good feeling.)

His eyebrows raise. Perceptive! Most people just think it's cool. They usually only think of the upsides. He shrugs and ends up nodding along with her take as he gets the next message up and ready.

it can be overstimulating for sure! 😵 so i learned how to focus. have you ever seen one of those pictures that has like hundreds of people in it but you have to find the one guy? 🤔 it's like that. i ignore the rest even though i know it's there and i focus on the guy 😌

God he was MISERABLE when it first came in. Easily the worst adjustment he had when his Kryptonian powers were developing. He couldn't sleep, couple relax, could barely think strait.

Another head tilt as Raven squints to read the screen.

“Pictures to find a guy…?” That doesn’t sound familiar at all; then again, pretty much every memory before waking up above Rubicon is a blank space. It feels like prodding at a missing tooth: odd.

“I will take your word for it,” Raven says blandly. There’s a pause while she leans in further to look at him. “I hope that such issues do not crop up during your time here. It can get… loud, sometimes.” A pause. Then, with the vaguest of wry tones: “Invest in earplugs.”

Yes, that was apparently supposed to be a joke.

“Come inside. You must be cold out there.”

Hard vacuum does that.

She doesn't know Waldo?? What kinda cruel messed up world.....

He cocks his head and considers the suggestion. After a moment he shrugs and seemingly vanishes complete. Like one second he's there and then you blink and he's gone. He reappears almost instantly inside the observation deck, adjusting his jack as he casually strolls in.

"For the record I don't really feel temperature like that," he looks over and grins, "Least not in an comfy way. I was just getting tired of texting."

Dick had been doing a few light exercises in the observation deck (because if he wasn't really allowed to do the cool stuff yet he might as well have a cool view for the easy stuff right?) and part of that had been walking backwards along the very edge of the window-ledge like it was a tightrope, arms held out wide for balance he didn't truly need but best not to get all prideful and fall on mostly healed ribs, and, well...

That was when he caught sight of something out of his peripheral vision and looked up sharply to see a person, just... Just sitting there? Dressed like Superman? And typing- oh, what did that say?

He dropped his arms and turned to hop up on his tiptoes a bit to read what their datapad said, then looked back and forth between that and the person's everything. They didn't look like Superman, and Dick had gotten to meet him once recently! In space, even! It had been just as wild as this too, though admittedly most of that had been "I'm meeting Superman in space in the Justice League Headquarters?!" rather than "whoever is hanging out on the wrong side of the window so they're in space has on a really cool version of Superman's outfit and also they're still actively exposed to space???" Maybe it was one of those... doubles or triples of somebody, though?

He was in civvie clothes mostly (exercise shorts, a floppy, sleeveless pastel purple hoodie, dancing shoes, and his domino mask of course) so even if this person somehow knew him he probably wouldn't be all that recognizable either to be fair, but-

"Your suit is so much cooler than the Superman suit I got to see!" He breathed, an excited smile overtaking his extremely puzzled frown. "The you from my universe should've given it a collar and stuff too, what the hell!" He was still beaming though, and ducked a burst of laughter down into the neckline of his hoodie.

Kon blinks and jerks back a moment, mouth twisted in a weird expression. Like he's SHOCKED at the misidentification. The superman from his universe... okay he IS a clone, but he's never really been mistaken for Clark! The whole world knows him as his clone after all. The younger cooler version.

He can't help a laugh, a true wheezing clutch your stomach laugh.

...He looses his grip on the window and he vanishes behind. Luckily he is VERY fast and there's a streak of red black and blue and he's back, a foot firmly planted back on the window. He makes an exaggerated motion of wiping sweat off his brow there even though... well he doesn't really sweat and if he DOES then it's trouble.

He types something out on his comm and holds it back up to the window.

i'm not superMAN! i'm superBOY! 😎 but yes my costume is way cooler ty for noticing 🤩

i'm his clone but basically he's my big brother!🦸

Aaaaand Dick was right back to a pleasant flavor of confusion as the Superman outside the window went through a whole face journey --and then briefly vanished, where'd he go???? which was interesting all on its own-- before typing up another message.

Dick popped back up on his tiptoes to read that one too before looking back at Superboy's face and then back to the thingy, then back and forth a few more times, baffled. "Wait, wait wait wait." He waved his hands in front of him to slow down the conversation. "I mean, that's super cool and not surprising at all with the way things seem to go and also very merry unbirthday for being born, but also you're a clone? He hasn't got one where I'm from, just-"

A slight pause, and he held up a finger. "Actually wait no, let me back up. Hi, guess I met another version of your older brother a few weeks ago? Batman took me up to the headquarters of the Justice League to introduce me, and uh- oh. Right. Uh."

He swiped a curled finger against his nose with a bashful kind of smile. "Go by Robin, here, but that's not my actual name. You know how it is. You only get to hear it if you promise not to laugh, though."

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He laughs at the birthday wishes, though not QUITE as heartily as before and his feet stay sticking to the window this time thankfully. No more wipeouts for the Metropolis Kid! He listens as the kid continues and raises his eyebrows at those name drops. Justice league and Batman...

So... not just a kid wearing a mask and playing vigilante. He does have kind of a Robin vibe going on but he's not one Kon recognizes... oh yeah there's the confirmation.

He leans a little closer now. The closest Robin in age that he knows of to this one would be the little stabby one... but this clearly is NOT the stabby one.

So he just nods and types up a message.

go ahead! i'd never be a jackass like that

Dick laughed again down at the small v of his hoodie's neckline. "Long as you swear. You look like a pretty honest guy, reactions don't have the delay bad liars do, anyway. No offense to your theoretical ability to play poker."

He then peeked over his shoulder to check that the rest of the room was empty and nobody was standing in the doorway before he looked back. "It's uh... Dick. Dick Grayson." He crinkled his disguised eyes in a smile. "It's okay if you don't know the last name considering you're from a different universe and everything. I suppose you'd be forgiven. Maybe."

He stepped back so his feet were most of the way off the ledge and began to walk backwards again, then bent his leg and side kicked lightly to use the momentum to turn himself back around to face the other way. "My dej and my dad were trapeze artists. The best in the world. Knowing that and acrobatics helps more than you'd think at all the... well, you know."

"What?!" he says outloud. Which obviously Dick can't hear but even if you don't really know how to read lips reading a dramatic WHAT off someone's face is pretty easy.

He... wasn't expecting that! He thought perhaps Batman had adopted ANOTHER child since that's apparently a favorite hobby of his. Or maybe this kid was part of that 'We are Robin' movement and just hadn't explained it. Just... not itty bitty tiny Nightwing. Or rather Robin at the moment. The first Robin. Probably unless he was from some weird world where the Robin's ages were reversed...

It's not the strangest thing in the world and god knows Kon has dealt with both time travel and multiverse stuff before.

He types something up quick and holds it up.

🫨🫨🫨🫨
hang on i'm coming in!

And then similar to the time before he's just... gone. Though deliberately this time.

A few moments later there's a blur through the observation deck and he's just there. floating before him.

"Were you serious? About who you are?" he squints and looks him over, "Your heartbeat doesn't sound the same... but you're a kid so your heart would be smaller anyway and kid's hearts usually go faster..."

Dick was more than a bit startled by that big of a reaction, actually, and then here Superboy was in a blurr. That had to be handy if you didn't want to miss your show during commercials, he thought absently as he swung himself neatly off the window ledge to talk properly, and-

"Uh? Yeah?" He blinked multiple times, thrown by both that and the heart thing but Superman was supposed to have better everything, right? So hearing your heart wasn't actually odd. Okay kinda odd, but comparatively speaking, in the vigilante business there were waaaaaay weirder things. "Didn't change my name with B signing up for legal guardian stuff, so..."

Oh. Wait.

"Oh," he said. "Wait. Is this a uh, time? Thing? Like with Jason? He was all surprised I'm the age I am now and asked why I was so short, which I'm not by the way!" He added hurriedly, flushing and crossing his arms and huffing off to the side. "I just haven't hit my growth spurt yet!"

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Everyone's hearts sound a little bit different. And when you got superhearing it's something you start to pick up on. And then if you're looking for someone you can find them pretty much anywhere. It's pretty handy.

"Yeah little dude I think this is a time thing," he nods. The name Jason sounds familiar, but in his world Red Hood is still a little estranged from the Bat Family. He's not had as much interaction with him. It's mostly Tim and occasionally Dick wen he's giving the Titans some extra muscle.

"And chill, I didn't call you short," he grins and holds up his hands in a pacifying motion. Even though... he IS. Tiny Night-Robin is so cute, "You'll get plenty tall."

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Dick wrinkled his nose and huffed again just to make a statement on it in general, then dropped his arms with a dismissive flap of his hand. "Good! Water under the interstate bridge complex, even if you had. Jason can get away with it, maybe you'll earn the privilege."

Then he blinked. Blinked again. "I will?" His face lit up in thrilled excitement, only for that blush to come back. He didn't lose his smile, though it turned a little bashful at the slip. "I mean, right! Yeah! Obviously! Goalposts to aim at with training and all, though Jason said I still can't do my usual backflip routine yet. Ughhh..."

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There's reason for him to come by the observation deck again, Tails convinces himself. Maybe he doesn't need even more plants for his room ~~when there's never enough in these halls~~, but there's the off-chance he might run into Donnie somehow sneaking out unsupervised again, and he isn't against giving more company.

So imagine his surprise as he sees someone else not inside, but outside instead. Perhaps odd is his lack of immediate panic in his smiling gawk that he swears no one heard him squawk for a—oh, nevermind. The guy definitely heard him while they waved.

Sky blue eyes flick over the text, before he grins. "Gimme a second! I'll be back!" He throws a finger up as he quickly maneuvers his Extreme Gear to a hatch, himself. It's time for an impromptu extravehicular activity! The R2, thankfully, isn't moving too fast right now, so he doesn't need to worry about not having his Ex-Gear's jet engines active yet. Was this all incredibly impulsive when he hasn't done an EVA here yet? Yes, but that's a problem for future Tails if something goes wrong in the now. No one said Sonic was known to be an entirely good role model.

Soon enough, a little fox on an advanced hoverboard peeks over the top of the ship. He does call out a relatively fruitless, "Hey!" into the vacuum of space, though waves along before descending to the guy.

He nods and gives the little fox dude a thumbs up and goes back to leaning and poking at his communicator for a couple minutes while he waits for the little fox fella. He's been around enough metas and aliens that he's not even fussed in the slightest about a little anthropomorphic fox.

He clearly does hear the 'Hey' (super hearing shh) and he looks up and grins, waving enthusiastically.

"Dude! Hey!" look, you can hear him. it's a thing, he's talked in space before. ~~It's comic book logic he works on or kryptonian super talking who knows don't worry~~, "Sweet board!"

"Hehe! Thanks! It's the first thing I built myself when I got here," a hand goes to scratch the back of his head. "Not that it's an original invention in my world, but it is my own design." Thank goodness they can hear each other, otherwise it'd be an awkward exchange of text even as they're shooting through space in-person.

With a loop-de-loop, Tails lowers himself to be on-level with the guy while they hitch a ride with the R2. Ah, if only programming auto-pilot on these things were so easy...

Instead, he keeps up a surfing position while he looks at the dubiously-judged human with some mild amusement. Had they been still, he'd have leaned in with his hands balled on his hips. "What are you doing out here, though? It's not usually the average person's first thought to go on an spacewalk around a moving ship."

He gives a whoop and a fist pump when lil fox man does his trick. Would most people think it's inadvisable to do sweet ass hover board tricks near a ship in the vacuum of space? Probably, but Kon is not a guy known for his good judgement calls.

"You built that? That's sick," he grins. Does he know tons of other people who could make the same or similar. Absolutely, but he can't so anyone who CAN is like. Pretty damn amazing in his book.

"I wanted to check out what the exterior looked like," he shrugs nonchalantly like this is no big deal, nothing out of the ordinary, "Took myself on a couple of loops though the inside already so I thought I should get the full picture."

Aww! Tails giggles again, a hand briefly moving to scratch the back of his head while a faint blush dusts his cheeks for a moment.

"Oh! That makes sense. When I arrived, the ship was docked on a planet, so I was able to take a look back then. We have some pretty advanced tech back in my world, but not quite like this," his other hand gestures. "Wish I could take a closer look at the engine room, but it's off-limits to virtually everyone that's not the Vehicons."

Took a couple loops, though... That's interesting. This guy clearly had some set of superpowers, or maybe he was human-looking the same way Shadow looked like one of Tails' folk. Either way, this was definitely a newcomer. "So what's your name?"

"I could X-ray the engine room for ya but I'm not really sure how much that'll help you," he shrugs with a smile, "Most of my descriptors would probably end up being stuff like 'the shiny metal dangly bit' or 'the clump of wires' or 'the little lights that are blinking' and the sort."

A tech genius, he is not. He has his strengths. Literal strengths sometimes. But he also knows where he's not real great at and isn't afraid to admit his shortcomings. Most of the time at least.

"I'm Superboy," he sticks a hand out, "What about you, little man?"

X-ray vision, too?! What could this guy not do?

"Haha! I'm sure I'll find some way to make heads of it, x-ray vision or not." So he jests with another giggle, but descriptions could go many miles if they were narrowed down to be specific enough. Far be it for him to pester a newbie into doing something they wouldn't be too seriously interested in, though.

Superboy. Checks out, and very obviously not an actual name.

Namesakes flowing behind him as they move through space, the fox reaches out to complete the handshake. "Tails. Nice to meet you, Superboy!"

Chibiusa, dressed down in civilian clothes, blinks slowly when she sees someone outside the observatory window. It's not uncommon all things considered (she's been in space plenty) but she does have to wonder how his communicator is working. Her communicator from home was specifically made to work in space.

Maybe his was too?

Actually, she could just ask him.

"How's your communicator working out there?" She steps closer to the window and tilts her head. "Also how did you get it to not pop the bubble on you?" The last time she'd attempted going outside she'd been instantly bubbled and that was an adventure to undo.

These robots just know how to make darn good sturdy comms. He's even hopefully he might even go a month with his before finding a way to accidentally crack the screen. It'll be a new record.

He listens and then nods. Reasonable question. There are plenty of people out there who can survive space. He types up a reply and holds the comm up again.

it's the bracelet they give you when you arrive! just make sure you're not wearing it and don't have it on you at all 🙅 i think it bubbles you even if it's in your pocket 🤔

Her mouth pops open in a silent 'oh' as she looks down at the bracelet. Well then that made sense. She does remember the vehicon telling her about that actually. She should have paid a little more attention to that message, probably, but she was too caught up in making sure Diana was safe.

"Huh. That might need some testing on when and how it bubbles." She shrugs it off and smiles brightly. "I'm Chibiusa! Did you decide to just take a fun little jaunt outside the ship?"

He'll leave the bubble science to someone else. Though he does suppose there's probably some merit into learning how they work in case some sort of disaster befalls the ship and there needs to be some rescuing done. Of if he's sucked dry of solar energy entirely. He can't survive for long in space on his TTK alone.

Look at him. All thinking about things.

nice to meet you cheebs! 😀 i'm superboy 😎

i wanted the check the outside out 🤔 you're not supposed to judge a book by it's cover but sometimes you SHOULD judge a ship.

everything looks pretty good though!

She absolutely can't help but laugh at that. Judging a ship by the cover sounds like a pretty good idea considering the number of things she's ridden into space before. Like asteroids. And giant crystals. An entire pegasus.

She hopes Helios is doing okay, actually.

"Superboy sounds like a superhero name." She tilts her head a little, arching a brow. "Though a very plain one." (Yes, she's mostly teasing.)

He crosses his arms. Superboy is a GREAT name! It isn't plain! It's derivative of the name of BEST superhero there is! Yes he's... very close to probably growing out it. Can't be Superboy FOREVER but that doesn't mean it's not a COOL name!

He types up something really quick and holds it up and... it's just a string of nothing but emojis.

😢😭🥺🥺🥺😢😔💔💔

He looks like a puppy you have personally kicked.

"Sorry, sorry! That was mean!" Don't laugh. Oh she's being so good and not laughing at his sad emojis. Don't. Break. Chibiusa. Don't break.

Oh no she's starting to giggle.

"Small lady!"

Saved by the cat.

Chibiusa turns with a bright smile and scoops up the gray haired feline. She drops a kiss onto the moon on Diana's head, then turns her to face Superboy. "This is Diana! She's my guardian cat."

Diana doesn't even try to get out of Chibiusa's hold. She just dangles there in her arms and blinks slowly at the alien outside the ship. "Oh. He's not a sailor guardian but he has similar powers. Fascinating! I'm glad you're making friends, Small Lady. But please, do try to avoid leaving me behind!"

"Sorry, Diana. I'll be more careful."

Ratchet opens his mouth and is clearly about to reply the way he's requested, when he closes it again, shakes his head with a deep frown. He had very clearly startled when he'd noticed Kon out there, and isn't extremely keen on being surprised!

His wrist computer pops up and he starts typing away into the chat that's just connected to him.

I assume this also means you're happy for a decontamination shower to rid yourself of all the radiation we definitely don't want you to bring onto the ship?

...Okay this isn't super (ha) necessary, but he's a little mad about being spooked!

His messages ping and Kon glances down. And immediately pouts. He flips around so he's facing inward a little better at takes a moment to get a good glare in at the big bot inside.

His fingers are a blur on his comm and the message comes up instantly on Ratchet's end.

i've never needed a shower after a space walk before! 🙁

besides, i got got telekinetic shielding 🙃 if there are any bad particles on me I'd notice and I can just blast em off 😎

also you type kinda slow this would be faster if you just talked. 🫠

Ratchet maintains optic contact with him as he types even slower, with his index finger only.

What the hell are you talking about, "telekinetic shielding" That sounds like some nonsense someone who doesn't want to get corralled into a shower would make up.

Goood what a pain in the ass. Kon frowns and crosses his arms. What a doubter. Guess he's gotta do what he does best and show off why Tactile Telekinesis is pretty much the best thing ever! He types up a message and presses his hand to the glass.

touch the window 😎

Slowly: I'm doing this for science, not because you told me to

Just to get that one last stubborn old man metaphorical foot stomp in. Ratchet then drops his wrist computer and clomps forward to rest his hand on the window, all four fingers splayed, palm out.

Hey, he's not gonna be a baby about it and barely touch it! If you're gonna do something stupid, go all the way!

Kon's TTK works best with touch and can travel pretty good through connected objects. So he expands his telekinetic field into the window and wraps it up around the bot's arm. It's a distinct pressure, like a heated weighted blanket. The field sinks into every nook in his arm and every seam no matter how small and latches onto every tiny minute particle of dust or dirt...

... and then...

BOOOMF

Every single bit of anything that isn't actually attached to him is exploded out and off of him in a quick burst.

Kon looks pleased and the next message comes through even though he's clearly not typing anything with his hands. He can use the screen with his telekinesis just fine.

see? got all that stuff out with my field. also like dude you have this metal fiddly bit in your upper arm that feels kinda worn? should probably get that replaced.

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He tilts his head at the sensation, finding it slightly troubling but nothing he wants to pull away from. None of his sensors are throwing up warnings that it's dangerous and he's committed to scientific learning, so he stays where he is.

At the BOOOMF, Ratchet flinches, though it's more out of surprise than anything else.

Sure, some dust that naturally gathers between his armour plates during the day puffs off him (which is great, he has a pretty good level of personal hygiene but that kind of build up is inevitable), but... it also activates his subspace protocol, for some reason. Perhaps the TTK made his systems think it was being breached? It isn't painful or unpleasant, but very suddenly--

A grenade launcher pops out of him, far bigger than something that should reasonably fit in any of his armour panels. 24, count 'em, TWENTY-FOUR datapads go flying like Sonic rings. Several energy drinks and canned coffees, as well as four pizza boxes that he's been meaning to dump into one of the rubbish chutes. Hey, at least they're empty! Finally, like an exclamation mark, his dinky little pistol that he's JUST REPAINTED goes flying at the window. It is not damaged as it clatters off, but Ratchet yelps and tries to catch it, apparently more worried about that than the grenade launcher (it's not loaded, okay?!).

The next text doesn't come from his wrist computer, rather Ratchet just sends it from his HUD as he starts gathering up everything.

Cool, thanks It's already on my to do list Actually, can you tell me what side it's worn out on? That'll make shaping the replacement part quicker

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