"Right, then..." Of course, I hesitated putting my hand onto the plate, since I didn't exactly wanted people squirming. But, I had to take a step forward and do so, otherwise we'd be stuck in this roleplay forever. I carefully slithered my hand onto the antique plate fragment, well actually underneath it. There was still an odd warmth to it, though, as well as an odd taste of... copper? Something like that.

Suddenly, Chance zoomed through space and time. Well, did it quickly enough so that I didn't notice for two seconds. "Woah, where'd you come from? Straight outta some rocket?" Chance the gryphon/Lucario knight came out of nowhere and practically joined this group in seconds. My God, so much for the OP's tendencies of surprise in the roleplay... "And how'd you make all that armour and sword in one day? It takes forever to forge those things." I figured the roleplay would sort that out. 'Made this ages ago', 'robbed a museum', 'stole it off a dead facist'... after all, God knows what dictates this world.

"Whatever. Let's just get over to... Hollywood." [i]My God, Hollywood... does it always have to be in some ridiculous place, like Manhattan, Hollywood or privately-owned island? Some stereotypical villain.[/i] Damn tropes and your lack of originality. "Wonder what Carl looks like." I muttered to myself, already imagining some teleportation moment.