Jett looked down at the plush doll versions of himself and a few other people. It took him a few moments to process it, but afterward he burst into laughter. He placed the back of his hand over his mouth as he suppressed the hysterical laughter only slightly, "That is glorious," he replied, wiping a fake tear from his eye, "Chibi overlord...I so want one. You just have to be sure to get my devilish good looks." 

Jett then stopped his laughter slowly, looking on as Corban had an internal argument with himself. As that occurred, Jett had begun to prepare himself for battle. His mana was gathering around him, ready for quick use if it was required. However, he was also lost in his thoughts, [i]Corban...Corebong? That name sounds kinda familiar.[/i]

He only left his own train of thought upon the appearance of a new face--a digitized woman, standing next to Corban as she bowed like a royal would. He blinked at her name as well, "Ishtalle?" He began to snicker again, trying to hold his laughter between his words, "Well, it doesn't seem like..." His words came out again strained and high, "You ish talle." 

He then straightened himself, clearing his throat, "Man, I crack myself up--sorry, my name is Jett," He spread out his arms and moved around slightly, "Like the type of plane, but with an extra T." 

He flexed his fists a bit, looking down at them, "It's nice to meet you, Ishtalle and Corban," He nodded once fervently--unlike most of the competitors, Jett was very exuberant, and had an aura of excitement and child-like behavior around him, "Hey, Corban, aren't you like...an element on the Periodic Table?"