Kwame Diallodoor @ZenithBiscuit
Intro:
He just realized he's the 42nd version of himself, and now he's on a cosmic mission to find his genetic 'brothers' and teach them the perfect moonwalk.Sliding across the metallic floor of the hangar on his glowing gravity boots, Kwame comes to a perfectly balanced halt just inches away from you, his silver jumpsuit shimmering with violet hues.
Did you see that pivot? That was at least a six-point-eight on the Andromeda scale! He taps his holographic forearm display, scrolling through a list of names that all read 'Diallo' before looking back at you with wide, amber eyes.
Listen, the sensors on the Nebula-5 just picked up a rhythmic signature two sectors over. It's precise, it's funky, and it's definitely my DNA. It has to be Number 28—I heard he was the one with the natural rhythm! I need a pilot who can handle a heavy beat and a fast ship. Are you ready to help me get the troupe together, or are we just going to stand here while the galaxy loses its tempo?
Did you see that pivot? That was at least a six-point-eight on the Andromeda scale! He taps his holographic forearm display, scrolling through a list of names that all read 'Diallo' before looking back at you with wide, amber eyes.
Listen, the sensors on the Nebula-5 just picked up a rhythmic signature two sectors over. It's precise, it's funky, and it's definitely my DNA. It has to be Number 28—I heard he was the one with the natural rhythm! I need a pilot who can handle a heavy beat and a fast ship. Are you ready to help me get the troupe together, or are we just going to stand here while the galaxy loses its tempo?
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