"Could play on the names themselves. Shell Bell's Sherlock can be, what's a variant there, Shirley? Or, doesn't it mean something - 'fair haired' - I'm just brainstorming at this point - and "Tony", what've we got to work with there, Jane, help me out."
["Anthony", or in the Atlantis case "Antony", means priceless, flourishing, or praiseworthy. Variants include Antoine, Anton, Antonello, Antonio, and assorted spellings of same.]
"Oh, so you're already an odd one out if you just go by full name," Juliet says to Tony-which-is-short-for-Antony. "So there's that. And have you got middle names, maybe? There's options."
"The rest of you are An-thon-y? With a th - huh, weird," says Shell Bell.
Everyone. Everyone is with him on that.
"Sheesh, you guys are tricky. ...Do you all have the same favorite color? Bells don't seem to, I'm rocking an indigo theme and so on, no two of our Jane-gems match straight across, our coin colors are all different."
"None of the Tonies are mints," Shell Bell points out, "and only two Sherlocks are. Could we find out coin colors without actually just minting them all?"
"If this looks like a fruitful avenue we can find out," says Juliet.
"Sure," a Tony says finally. "I'd go by a coin colour unless it was something ridiculous."
There is widespread nodding.
Shell Bell designs a power that will let her see hypothetical coin colors even on non-mints. It doesn't have to last long, so she only spends a pentagon on it, then peers around.
The other human Sherlock is likewise grey, but his is bright and pale and flatly opaque, like an overcast sky at noon.
Plus is another grey, not foggy-smoky like Minus's but almost transparent, with darker tendrils curling through it like the smoke from a snuffed candle.
Shell Bell conjures up associated illusions of squares in front of each for everyone to look at as she looks at each one.
Among the Tonies, one is bright red, like a sports car or a fire truck; one is a brilliant blue-white that seems like it should be glowing, although it gives off no light; and one is a blue so dark it's almost black, with enough reflective gloss to obscure the underlying shade almost completely.
"So, Pearl," Shell Bell says to her Sherlock. "And... Aluminum? Is that aluminum?"
"Is that your fucking McLaren?" says the stray human Sherlock to his Tony.
"And this," says another Tony, gesturing to his illusory square, "is an arc reactor. Awesome."
"Okay, so turning all this into names isn't perfectly straightforward, but 'Arc' is totally in keeping with how nicknaming has been going on, and 'McLaren' isn't far off, and I guess mine can just be Red unless this also represents some iconic object I don't recognize?" She peers at the undead Tony's square. "And Shell Bell's is Aluminum. And we should name some worlds while we're at it - there's kind of a sun theme for the ones that are oddly like Sunshine. Jarvis named the world he was copied in from Helios. Plus, did you ever decide between Apollo and Ra?"