Rainbow Bay

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The Tyranophant opened a Dimension Gate portal from the Veritas and entered the Rainbow Bay, which he had become fond of, though there were some technicality mishaps due to the Tyranophant never revealing his true form. "Uh, Hi," said the man of crystalline silver hair, vest adorned with the collar popped up, "... The Name's Ty. I Come From The Veritas. You Might Know About My Wild Side, Taomin. She Gets Loose Sometimes And Makes A Mess..." He rubbed the back of his head like he were sorry about something...

The Tyranophant's final word to them; "Chill." With that, the Dimension Gate closed, and he was back in his homeworld.

The Tyranophant entered through a Dimension Gate from the Veritas and into the Bay, floating down feet first from above. His gloved hands were in his pockets, and his mouth was covered by his vest. The tired crystal blue eyes of the Tyranophant glanced over the area once or twice as he descended, catching eye of a new face he'd not seen before. His long, crystalline hair being the last to depart the dimensional portal, the Tyranophant reclined in midair and lowered himself into a seat. "Well, hello there..." he said somewhat gruffly. He noticed that she had her sights set on something and her attention was elsewhere. He turned his head to see, as well.

The Tyranophant quirked a brow, then rubbed the back of his head, his long hair floating freely in the air as he did so. "Eh, I've been here long enough," he said nonchalantly. "I drop in from time to time from out of my dimension for a little R&R, and most times, I find it in this cozy little place." The Tyranophant coughed a bit, clearing his throat and lowering his hand back into his pocket. "I suppose introductions are in order, since I've never seen you before... And I know you haven't seen me." He was humanoid in appearance, a clump of hair over one of his crystal blue eyes whilst the rest hovered freely in a long, straight bundle. He wore a blackish-gray vest that bore a high collar zipped all the way up to his nose with matching pants. "I'm the Tyranophant. But you can call me 'Ty' for short."

The Tyranophant smirked a bit, the corner of his mouth visible from under his collar, "Baroness, eh? Quite a title to ya." He noticed her patch, eyeing her thoroughly. "Tyranophant is my title. It means 'Tyrant Hierophant'. I may not be much in appearance, but I'm quite the big deal in my homeworld. As I'm sure you are where you're from, Miss Mossy." Ty closed his eyes. "So what brings ya? And what were ya looking at, anyway? Seemed like there was something that caught your eye, but I didn't quite catch it, myself."

The Tyranophant chuckled to himself, opening an eye to take a gander. "The ole sluttery, eh? Heh heh, can't blame the guy. We've all got 'needs' and whatever." Ty kicked a leg up over the other. "Scholar, you say? Must be knowledgeable, obviously... But what exactly are you looking for him for, anyway? He know something you don't, or something?" Ty's casual and informal tone seemed to not be fitting of his title as a Tyrant Hierophant, but one should not judge a book by its cover.

The Tyranophant nodded his head slowly, closing his eye equally as slow. "Uh huh. I see... Seems important. I know how that goes." He made a disdainful face, then suddenly got up from where he was sitting and looked at Mossy. "It might be of interest to me, too! Haaaaa!" He laughed out loud a little, then sighed heavily. "... That's a joke. Don't feel like you've gotta spill your whole life's work to me, or anything," Ty would say, waving his hands in front of him. "But..." he added, "I cannot say that I'm not curious. If you're willing to talk, I'm willing to listen."

The Tyranophant kinda waved it off lackadaisically with his hand. "Maaah, alright, alright, I won't pry. Just wondering, was all." Leaning back a bit, the Tyranophant reclined in the air again and he hovered in place before Mossy, once again kicking up a leg over the other whilst placing his head on his knuckles lazily. "Well, I can't say I've got anything that comes to mind off of the top of my head, but... Why don't you just tell me something you find interesting? Or!" He snapped his fingers, eyes brightening, "Better yet, we can exchange info! I've got some pretty interesting things under my belt, you know." Snapping his fingers again, a Dimension Gate -- which was a dimensional portal -- opened up underneath him, revealing the Veritas literally under him. "See?"

The Tyranophant smiled warmly and made a pleasant face. "Yes, I did. Thank you for asking." His tone and demeanor seemed to change formally at the sentiment, and he went on to say, "This entire dimension is my doing. It is sustained by me in my various forms and is meant to be a place for all peoples from all realms to come and find solace and hospice." He would look below and an array of colors beyond that of the rainbow emanated from the alternate dimension, revealing to the naked eye a miniature version of the entire dimension located on a single large plane in an endless void. "It is known as 'The Veritas'. This is the entrance. It looks small, but that is so one can choose a location before entering the depths of the realm, themselves."

The Tyranophant would have offered Mossy a visit to the Veritas, but he figured that people here in the Bay didn't take too kindly to it, as they hadn't been doing so when Ty visited in his other forms secretly or when his relatives from his dimension passed through. Some took a liking, others didn't -- but that was to be expected in the nature of things. Yet, the Dimension Gate closed, and the Tyranophant continued to hover lazily in the air. "Anyway, that's my world. I'm more than just a Tyrant Hierophant, but I wouldn't want to bore you with the details." His eyes drifted to the side a bit, then back to Mossy. "So, what's your story, Mossy? Other than your private research and your name, I don't know about you." He was genuinely interested.

The Tyranophant raised his brows. "Aaaah, so you are befitting of your title and crest. Glad you're not a figurehead, like some people." Ty couldn't stand them. "Seems to me that you're quite experienced in what you do. I wouldn't doubt it, but it's simply good to see. You have no idea how many 'grand' people I've dealt with that turned out to be... Less than such." The Tyranophant shook his head, floating upright and gently landing on the ground with a light tap. He placed his hands in his pockets and said, "You're... Older than you look, aren't you? No offense, really, I'm just asking."

The Tyranophant laughed lightly, enjoying the perspective of the lovely lady. "I certainly agree with you there," the Tyranophant said heartily, "Before I created my dimension, I lived on a planet with other people who ruled over it with me... Though, my territory was an alien space -- an isolated reality -- we joined together with that planet and governed it. After destroying their dimension and leaving them in shambles, several centuries of their time have passed and they still hate me... But they dare not raise a hand against me or the Veritas. As much as it is a living station is it a battle station. I AM the Veritas, and I am more than fully equipped." Ty snorted a bit, triumphantly, at that. He noticed that Mossy evaded his question, but he didn't pursue. He was definitely a 'Tyrant'.

The Tyranophant was confused, cocking his head to the side. "Why do you say that-- OH, I didn't explain how those people on that planet tried to kill me, did I? I just explained how I reacted to them. Yes, I grew very powerful in order to sustain my land and my people merely leeched off of my power, becoming lazy and weak parasites, whilst the other nations conspired against me. Basically, for me trying to save the planet from doom, the planet turned against me; the rulers wished to take the glory of saving the planet and my people wished to feed from my power forever and do nothing for themselves. So I made my own dimension and left them... And the effect of my leaving is what destroyed the dimension. It couldn't be sustained without me," he explained.

The Tyranophant scratched the back of his head. "Yeah... I'm no Tyrant for no reason, but... I was and still am benevolent, despite my tyrannical engagement with my former friends and peoples. It was my benevolence that made them seek to take advantage of me, but my power intimidated them... Especially because I did not use it." Ty shook his head, sighing, then stuck his hands in his pockets hard and deep. "Man... I wish it didn't happen that way, I truly do, but... It was my life, or theirs." He looked away, down to the ground, as if he were feeling regret. "... I'm sorry. I'm simply going on, now. Don't mind me. I hope my tragic tale hasn't hampered our acquaintanceship. I like to make friends, and I'd like to be one." The sincerity in his voice was genuine.