"U-uh? Rick?" Morty looked into the endless expanse of the deformed land. He'd been in stranger places, but a pang of nervousness hit him from being alone. He peered around him, no sign of Rick or the ship anywhere, "Rick?" He called again, "Come on, Rick! You-you could have j-just left me in the ship! Wh-where's the ship?" Morty couldn't recall what he and Rick would have come here for, likely some inter-dimensional errand of Rick's or something (errand was an understatement for what they usually got into, though). "Oh geez..." he mumbled, finally taking a step forward. They'd find each other again sometime, and then they'd continue this adventure of theirs and hopefully nothing too messed up would happen and he could go home. The quiet was discomforting, "Uhm... anyone? Out there? A-at all? In this... really weird place that for some reason doesn't really bring any really specific descriptive adjectives to it. Huh." It wasn't much better being surrounded by tons of alien species you could barely begin to identify, but it was a little preferable to being completely alone. Maybe. As with most things, Morty was unsure. -- Pearl blinked. Where... was she? She tried her hardest to recall how she could have possibly gotten to such an... abstract land. A mission gone a little off-track. A warp pad to an obscure place. She searched through her mind to connect how she got here. She was at the temple, with Steven, Garnet, Amethyst... and then she was here. There was no connection from how she got from there to here and it made no sense! "Just what is this place?!" Pearl made her frustration with where she was clear, "There's no sense to it! Everything is so... out of order. I hate to admit it, but even Amethyst's room has some sort of... function to it. This... ugh." she moved her hand over her face. Now, calm down Pearl. Keep your composure. What would Steven think if he saw you like this? ... Steven... "Steven!" She cried out, "Oh no, oh no... It was bad enough when I had to regenerate for two weeks, but if I don't find my way back soon then..." Already Pearl was halograming images of the temple in disarray, Steven distressed by her absence. General chaos. But what was there too do? Just... walk and hope for the best? To where? To what? She needed Garnet. Amethyst. Steven. Anyone... well, not just anyone. Anyone non-threatening. An iota of intelligence preferred. - "What the fuck is this place?" The assassin looked around him. Seriously, what the fuck was this? Some pretentious-as-shit art student's project? He couldn't even begin to describe this place! ... Seriously, no descriptive adjectives came to mind. Huh, "I know Suda can be pretty abstract, but this takes the fuckin' cake. Is this the third game? One hell of a way to start it from how we last ended it. What the fuck." Travis rubbed the back of his neck. So... what was he supposed to do here...? There weren't any enemies to kill, nor any obvious objectives. He was at point A, so where the fuck was point B? Shit, did he phase through the world? Programmers needed to get their goddamn shit together-- stop rushing games! Did Sonic 06 teach them nothing? ... The fact that Sonic Boom existed said more than enough, actually. ... Might as well get moving. Maybe he'd find something in seriously-what-the-fuck-is-this-mindfuck land. One hand had his thumb shoved in the pocket of his ripped jeans, the other idly by his side, ready to grab his beam katana if needed.