[hr][hr][center][h1][color=40E0A6]Iris Rivers[/color][/h1][img]https://i.pinimg.com/originals/ff/73/3f/ff733f92936a5c3c2cc4b289c91a7f24.gif[/img][hr]
[color=40E0A6][b]Location:[/b][/color] Living Room -> Kitchen -> Living Room
[color=40E0A6][b]Skills: [/b][/color] [/center][hr][hr]
	[color=40E0A6]"Wait...is one of your superpowers sparkle manifestation?! That's dope! I'll trade you my fire powers for it!"[/color] Iris chirped up like an excited child wanting to trade baseball cards, her attention suddenly diverting away from Annie and instead to Klara as she sprinkled sparkles all over the new goth. The goddess only kept her gnat-like attention for a few seconds, for as soon as Annie sat down to begin her work on Beth, Iris waddled behind, ready to help. She stood there, waiting to help a lending hand, but it didn't take long to realize that Annie seemed to have it under control. As she waited, taking a few huffs from her joint, she looked to Neil, who appeared to be at the end of a painful laugh. Iris had to cover her mouth with her hand to keep herself from breaking out into her own laugh, though the corners of her grin peeked out from underneath her fingers. 

	[color=40E0A6]"Sorry dude, I'll try to be more boring. From now on I'll limit myself to talking about taxes, DMVs, and the US Postal Service!"[/color] she promised. Though only seconds after she said it, it was like a lightbulb went off in her head. [color=40E0A6]"Be back in a jiffy,"[/color] she said, before quickly limping off towards the kitchen. She came back not long after, intently inspecting the box which the game had come in. [color=40E0A6]"Hm...no return address unfortunately...still, this box might be able to tell you guys something. Or maybe not, I don't know."[/color] As she finished speaking, she offered the box out to the group, for anyone who might want to take a look at it.