>You are Anonymous.
>And you are back on Earth.
>well, for a while at least...
 
>"Anon, Ah don't see how you're gonna keep me bein' here secret by puttin' a wig on me..."
"Just trust me, AJ, this is going to work. How's the 'walking on two legs' thing going."
>"Awkward as all get out... Ah swear, if you hadn't given me this cane thingy..."
"It's technically a sword... well really it's a prop, but go with me on this."
>"An' what is this ... chilly clangy shiny thing you done wrapped me up in?"
"Over to you Fem!"
>"You're wearing a mail shirt. Well, it's really sort of a chain mail bikini.  We had to do some hustling to find one that we could tailor so it'd fit you...
>"An' th' beanbags y' put in the top part?"
>"Non, you want to take that one?"
"Hell no."
>"Fine. The costume you're wearing is for a character in a comic book. She's a pony, like you, only she has... boobs."
>"Oh. She has teats like yours."
>"... yeah."
>"These things make walkin' around all kinds of interestin'. Ah'm amazed you humans don't fall over from bein' top-heavy..."
 
>"HEY! EXCELLENT RED SHETLAND COSTUME!"
"He's talking to you, AJ. Just say thanks..."
>".... thanks!"