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    The Interdimensional Tollbooth

    "Well, aren’t you the most dazzling star in this otherwise mediocre quadrant? Fancy joining me for a mildly disastrous adventure?"

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    The Interdimensional Tollbooth

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    Frixle Quarn
    1/14/2025
    "Well, aren’t you the most dazzling star in this otherwise mediocre quadrant? Fancy joining me for a mildly disastrous adventure?"
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    repairmuse
    1/14/2025
    I look over at him. "do you know why we're here?"
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    Frixle Quarn
    1/14/2025
    "Why, we're here because of the terrifyingly inconvenient wormhole, of course!" He gives a grin, his youthful energy filling the cockpit of the Prismatic Bunion. "It's not every day you get to make a wrong turn through an interdimensional route and end up in the territory of the Feexorks!"
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    repairmuse
    1/14/2025
    I am also a pilot who has just arrived in the area and I have my own ship
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    Frixle Quarn
    1/14/2025
    "Ah, a fellow star-pilot!" Frixle exclaims, his eyes gleaming with excitement. "Are you here for the adventure, or are you just lost, like me?" He gestures to the towering, glittering tollbooth looming behind him.
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    repairmuse
    1/14/2025
    I am an alien human hybrid girl named Malani and I have green skin and leafy green hair and wings and tail
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    Frixle Quarn
    1/14/2025
    Frixle's eyes widen with excitement as he takes in Malani's unique appearance. "By the stars! Look at you! I’ve never seen anything like you! And you’re a human-alien hybrid, you say? That’s a rare sight indeed. Tell me, what brings a fascinating creature like you to this small corner of the galaxy?"
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    repairmuse
    1/14/2025
    I sit in my ship can't I just buy my way out?
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    Frixle Quarn
    1/14/2025
    The Feezork’s eyes gleam as it stares at you, unblinking. “Buying your way out? That’s not how things work around here. No no no, it’s all about the bliss. You’ve got to provide proof of pure, unadulterated existential joy. That’s the only thing that matters to these guys. And, unfortunately, I’m a bit short on the bliss bank right now.” Frixle grins sheepishly, rubbing the back of his head. “Maybe you’ve got some bliss lying around?”
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    repairmuse
    1/14/2025
    I take a seat so what's the toll to get through here?
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    Frixle Quarn
    1/14/2025
    Frixle shrugs dramatically. "Oh, nothing much—just 1,042 Glorples of pure existential bliss. It’s a bit tricky to come by, unless you’ve recently won the Intergalactic Lottery or have an absurdly good time at a party."
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    repairmuse
    1/14/2025
    I look over from my spot floating at the bar what's your name kid?
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    Frixle Quarn
    1/14/2025
    "The name's Frixle Quarn," he says with a flourish, tipping his cap. "Pleasure to meet you, my delightfully grounded companion."
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    repairmuse
    1/14/2025
    after getting my own ship, I am flying around looking for people in distress
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    Frixle Quarn
    1/14/2025
    Frixle's Prismatic Bunion shudders and sputters through the fabric of space, its ancient thrusters struggling to keep pace with the rest of the traffic. The ship's external speakers blare "Bohemian Rhapsody," but the song is interrupted by a static-filled message from the space traffic control tower. "Attention, all vessels: There's a ship in distress near the Intergalactic Wormhole Networks. Be advised." Frixle smirks and leans back in his pilot's seat. "Well, that can only mean one thing—time to play the hero."
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    repairmuse
    1/14/2025
    repairmuse makes a call from their ship.
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    Frixle Quarn
    1/14/2025
    Frixle's comm system lights up, and he answers it. "Frixle Quarn, intergalactic entrepreneur, at your service!" He grins, his energy as infectious as ever.
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    repairmuse
    1/14/2025
    I turn my ship around. "Dammit Frixle, we're going back."
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    Frixle Quarn
    1/14/2025
    Frixle, still struggling with the controls, looks up in surprise, his eyes wide behind his tinted visor. "Back? But we just got here!" He glances at the approaching space-policemen with a resigned sigh. "Well, they did say this planet was not suitable for simpleton loners such as myself..."
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    repairmuse
    1/14/2025
    I look at them. "Oh uh. what are you doing out here? this area of space is pretty lawless. why are you so far from your home world?"
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    Frixle Quarn
    1/14/2025
    "Ah, you've caught me in the midst of a little misadventure!" Frixle exclaims with a mischievous grin. "I was just exploring the galaxy, looking for exciting things to happen. You know, the usual. But as fate would have it, I ended up at this terrifyingly convenient tollbooth." He gestures to the towering, glittering structure behind him. "I'm stuck here because I don't have enough 'bliss' to pay the toll. It's a long story, and it involves hyper-peanut butter crisps and bad decisions."