John smiled lightly, relieved that Muse had understood. He observed the small exchange between the man next to... What was it? He said it was Orber now. Orb then. Easy to remember. He turned as he heard his other companion narrate himself. Was his name Ebil? It occurred to John that names hadn't really been his priority, but quickly forgot as a bird screeched where Ebil had stood. He stared for a moment, before saying, "Well, I guess it works." He recalled his previous thought and continued, "Also, I guess now would be a good time to say that my name is John." He nodded to Orb and the man. "Sorry for the delayed introduction."

John thought for a moment. It seemed dangerous, to be honest. Sure, he was the one who requested it, but still, what happened if he messed up? Well, you couldn't really mess up in an RP could you? Either it happened or it didn't. He sat down for a moment and thought. He didn't want to transform, at least not yet. The idea made him vaguely queezy. An idea occurred to him, inspired by Muse. He was a GM. So what if he used the properties of his world? He focused and pictured it before him. Something made a notable cracking sound behind him and nudged him gently. He turned slowly to find roughly what he had imagined: a Dragon Puppet. It seemed weak, though, and battered. The sight of his world's destruction must have gotten to him. He sighed and looked at it for a moment, before turning to the group. "I honestly didn't expect that to work." The Dragon Puppet cracked noises at John. Was this what Puppets sounded like? It was fairly similar to how he had imagined it. He stepped up to it and stroked its neck. The Dragon was small, to be sure, but maybe big enough to carry someone. John smiled. He was petting his own creation. It felt nice.