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nohalation) wrote2018-07-31 01:41 am
nohalation) wrote2018-07-31 01:41 am
Fun Guy Part 2
A man named Fun guy is starring in this one. He looks like a mushroom.
With a bit of sense—maybe the Good Stuff actually helps??—he realizes he needs to zip up his costume. He does this quite swiftly, his voice sounding like it used to with the weird full-body outfit on... but, his voice is only back to its old self in tone. Actually, his voice is quite solemn. Serious, with an edge of rage.
"Why would you do that? W h y?"
Of course, he faces Walnut. The other two (Dusk and Clima) are (technically) gone, and Slot is a Comrade, so it only leaves this one.
Walnut looks around. Where did everyone go? They're all gone? They were here just a second ago? They were just here and now they're not and she still doesn't know who this guy is and where did the mic go?
Dusk looks over at Clima, blinking. What are they doing again? Where is everybody? "Oh, I gotta go back! Gotta get the others!"
"N -- no!" Clima looks red in the face, which is in part because he's breathless. His feathers are still completely fluffed up and his hair is twice the size it usually is.
"It's dangerous ---!! That man is dangerous!! It's safe here!"
"We have to get them back together. We have to leave together!" Dusk tries pulling against him, IT'S TIME TO GO BACK.
Walnut whines, backing up slightly, attempting to right herself. If they all disappeared she should leave too, this is too scary... the mayonaise and now this guy...I mean, not that she's afraid of the mayo or anything!
Clima stammers, "B-but --"
Dusk tries dragging the smol with her, whiiiiiIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIiiiiiiiiiiiiIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINesssssssssssss
NO ONE! GETS LEFT! BEHIND!
Clima balks, looking back and then looking to her balefully. Wow, he has emotion on his face for once -- "Slot can take care of himself! And -- maybe he'll even protect that girl?" He doesn't actually know if Slot is like, conscious enough to do that...
---
While that goes on...
He steps closer towards Walnut, grabbing the Axe spray from the table. Jesus, imagine getting sprayed with this? Or, don't. He shakes the can. "This is all I have. This lifestyle, this room, this is all I have. I made my life fit this, so why did you have to come along and ruin it?"
"These trees have eyes. This forest has eyes. If you saw it, they did."
Walnut: "I - " What is happening what is happening what is happening what is happening what is happeni "I'm really sorry...!"
She thinks?
Fun Guy: "You're not. Why did you do it? Give me a good reason."
At this point, the followers, who MOSTLY followed Clima away, have observed the scene. None of them are strong-willed enough to do anything. They're just civilians? They came along to help. But the marshmallow men, and the children(?), do exhibit shock. Their faces have been pale since that reveal, really. They're not sure what this means? What is he talking about anyway?
"I don't caaaare." Dusk continues whining. "They're my friends!"
Walnut whispers hoarsely, out the side of her mouth, looking away, "I thought.... I didn't know . . . "
Clima balks again, looking like he'd like to say something -- but he stops. ".... okay."
Angel grabs Clima's hand wing thing and drags him with her. "Okay! Thanks! Thanks, thanks, thanks!"
Fun Guy quickly grabs for the jar of Miracle Whip and chucks it at Walnut, dealing [1D6] damage. "They'll know... they'll know who I am, and now I have to leave again. I don't have a family because I had to leave. I had to leave them, I had to leave them!"
Wasn't this guy as high as a kite before? Was it just an act? What the hell's his drug tolerance anyway??
"These trees have eyes, so they'll find me. It doesn't matter how much of it I cut down and inhale, a single being could never remove a forest. I won't get out safe. This was the only place, the only place. And it's because of you that I'm at this risk..."
He stumbles over his words, incoherently murmuering. His grip on the can tightens. He wants to chuck it, probably...
"Hey...Hey, Fun Guy... It'll be okay...." Slot is still high but he's reaching out to the Fun Guy to calm him down.
The jar beans Walnut right in the head, knocking her over. She cries out - from the damage or because the mayo nearly touched her? - attempting to scramble away one-handed, nursing her new injury with the other. Why didn't she ever learn to heal? When, if they get home...
"Fun Guy" glances at Slot. Did you know, his costume can oddly sweat profusely? It's sweating. "It's not, they'll get me. And if you don't get out, they'll get you, too--"
And then a train ran over the Fun Guy, by which I mean a girl and a birb comes flying out to tackle and more, "NO YOU DON'T, MUSHY! YOU NEED TO CALM DOWN"
Clima himself has taken to flapping his headwings as he jumps, catching a little bit of a drift so that he can rider kick Fun Guy!! That's the exact amount of momentum it takes to slam the hell out of this fun guy, into the trunk of one of these trees. Which, are really just tall, psychedlic mushrooms. But, trees no less.
He sees stars swirling around his head. He seems conscious, but unwilling to pull himself up.
Juno just sort of... watches on, spacing out. What...? What is even...????
Slot staggers... over to Fun Guy, and squats down to talk to him. "What happened....to you and the trees?"
"You can't fit your life into a box, Mushy!" Dusk shakes her head, shaking HIM by the collar. "You can't do that at all! Otherwise, you'll be stuck as someone you don't wanna be!"
Dusk pauses and looks at Slot, "Oh, you're okay! That's good!"
Clima jumps back, now that he's done his single bravery act for the day. The mushroom man still wigs him out, but at least he's in his suit now. He's powerless in his suit. This is true.
Fun Guy directs his voice to Slot, murmuring. "They're everywhere... I had to go, so I came here... but they're everywhere... they would have never got me, I changed completely, nothing was like it was before..."
And then, he's pulled up by this ruler. Geez. A pair of glazed, plastic eyes look over her. "I'd rather be stuck like this than dead. You... you don't understand, and you won't. You've never seen them."
"Who... is them?" Juno asks, still very confused, and not quite understanding anything at all. So. They should ask. Right???
Clima goes over to Walnut, offering her a hand. "We should go. The staircase.. it leads up to another floor."
"Ah, um - yea...h..." Is about the full extent of what Clima can get from her, but she doesn't hesitate in grabbing his hand. They need to go.
"Yeah... who is them..." Slot asks.
"A cult. They see everything. Their gods are too much, and I never meant to join, I just..." When Fun Guy sees Walnut heading off, he realizes... yeah, they should probably go. He won't apologize for anything. He looks over the others, so to speak, and lowers his head. "Just go. They'll rid the world of you, too, if they get the chance."
Dusk: "You're not happy here though. I don't believe it."
Fun Guy stares at the ground in complete and utter silence. Maybe, he's too shocked to say anything. But nobody else should be surprised...?
Juno also lurks behind, this is a very! Concerning! Situation!! Who is this person?? They need help? They should help! Why cults? What?
"You're right though, I don't think I can get it. Cuz I'd rather be dead than Miserable." Dusk pauses for a moment after that comment and says, "...don't you worry, we won't let them stop us!" She turns to look at the others, confidence in her eyes. "Right, guys?"
Slot slowly raises a thumb up.
"Ah... yes!" Juno agrees, but there's something about Dusk said that's concerning -- was she referring to her title? Was it that bad?
Clima still frowns, but he's calmed down enough that his face is soft and mostly expressionless again. He nods.
Primrose, who has absolutely been here the whole time, shrugs. "Sure."
Something about the way Dusk says that, and the way the others accept without much question, leaves Fun Guy... hopeful. He's hesitant, but he pulls himself up and nods. "You promise? And even if they hurt you...?"
"We'll hurt them worse."
Dusk smiles with Slot's comment.
Worse...? Jesus, fuck, these people are unreal.
Fun Guy laughs dryly. He dusts himself off, and rubs his head. If he weren't wearing this full-body costume, he'd be smiling uneasily. "So be it. If you'll take me, I'll join you, but I won't apologize for the trouble you'll get in... you'll only do it to yourself..."
"It's fine. It'll be fine," Slot says, flapping his hand before offering it to him to help him up.
"That's fine, but you gotta keep that costume on." Dusk nods, even tho SHE WANTED TO PULL ON IT BEFORE. " I wanna make sure Clima feels okay! He's a nervous person sometimes."
Juno noids energetically!! Yes. That sounds very smart.
Primrose: "I think he's just whiny, actually?"
Clima huffs a little, reaching up to smooth his feathers down. He doesn't really care what Dusk or Primrose say. . . .
Dusk: "No, he's very nice!"
Primrose: "You can be nice and whiny!"
Clima: "Can we just go. . ."
Fun Guy watches, unaffected. DDdddoesn't seem like he cares much. "I want out of here, too, now that my cover's blown. You probably came through... to see the witch, right?"
The children make it a point to hide out of sight, behind some of the giant mushrooms.
I mean, they've been pretty out of sight this whole time? But especially now.
"Yep." Though the reason is.... Dusk forgot.
"That bat... heh, she's something. Fine. Let's go." Fun Guy sounds a bit cocky now? Not as relaxed as he did. Something something about accepting his fate and just rolling with it, perhaps.
But, he stops, before grabbing the box of the Good Stuff.
"I'm taking this with me. I don't get anything from this, but I still want it."
"Maybe you'll enjoy it, Slot?"
"Maybe I will," Slot says, throwing an arm around the Fun Guy's shoulder. Fun Guy allows this to happen, this is his fate, he doesn't have anything else now. And so Fun Guy joins the party! And you can go upstairs! To see the witch! If you want.
With a bit of sense—maybe the Good Stuff actually helps??—he realizes he needs to zip up his costume. He does this quite swiftly, his voice sounding like it used to with the weird full-body outfit on... but, his voice is only back to its old self in tone. Actually, his voice is quite solemn. Serious, with an edge of rage.
"Why would you do that? W h y?"
Of course, he faces Walnut. The other two (Dusk and Clima) are (technically) gone, and Slot is a Comrade, so it only leaves this one.
Walnut looks around. Where did everyone go? They're all gone? They were here just a second ago? They were just here and now they're not and she still doesn't know who this guy is and where did the mic go?
Dusk looks over at Clima, blinking. What are they doing again? Where is everybody? "Oh, I gotta go back! Gotta get the others!"
"N -- no!" Clima looks red in the face, which is in part because he's breathless. His feathers are still completely fluffed up and his hair is twice the size it usually is.
"It's dangerous ---!! That man is dangerous!! It's safe here!"
"We have to get them back together. We have to leave together!" Dusk tries pulling against him, IT'S TIME TO GO BACK.
Walnut whines, backing up slightly, attempting to right herself. If they all disappeared she should leave too, this is too scary... the mayonaise and now this guy...I mean, not that she's afraid of the mayo or anything!
Clima stammers, "B-but --"
Dusk tries dragging the smol with her, whiiiiiIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIiiiiiiiiiiiiIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINesssssssssssss
NO ONE! GETS LEFT! BEHIND!
Clima balks, looking back and then looking to her balefully. Wow, he has emotion on his face for once -- "Slot can take care of himself! And -- maybe he'll even protect that girl?" He doesn't actually know if Slot is like, conscious enough to do that...
---
While that goes on...
He steps closer towards Walnut, grabbing the Axe spray from the table. Jesus, imagine getting sprayed with this? Or, don't. He shakes the can. "This is all I have. This lifestyle, this room, this is all I have. I made my life fit this, so why did you have to come along and ruin it?"
"These trees have eyes. This forest has eyes. If you saw it, they did."
Walnut: "I - " What is happening what is happening what is happening what is happening what is happeni "I'm really sorry...!"
She thinks?
Fun Guy: "You're not. Why did you do it? Give me a good reason."
At this point, the followers, who MOSTLY followed Clima away, have observed the scene. None of them are strong-willed enough to do anything. They're just civilians? They came along to help. But the marshmallow men, and the children(?), do exhibit shock. Their faces have been pale since that reveal, really. They're not sure what this means? What is he talking about anyway?
"I don't caaaare." Dusk continues whining. "They're my friends!"
Walnut whispers hoarsely, out the side of her mouth, looking away, "I thought.... I didn't know . . . "
Clima balks again, looking like he'd like to say something -- but he stops. ".... okay."
Angel grabs Clima's hand wing thing and drags him with her. "Okay! Thanks! Thanks, thanks, thanks!"
Fun Guy quickly grabs for the jar of Miracle Whip and chucks it at Walnut, dealing [1D6] damage. "They'll know... they'll know who I am, and now I have to leave again. I don't have a family because I had to leave. I had to leave them, I had to leave them!"
Wasn't this guy as high as a kite before? Was it just an act? What the hell's his drug tolerance anyway??
"These trees have eyes, so they'll find me. It doesn't matter how much of it I cut down and inhale, a single being could never remove a forest. I won't get out safe. This was the only place, the only place. And it's because of you that I'm at this risk..."
He stumbles over his words, incoherently murmuering. His grip on the can tightens. He wants to chuck it, probably...
"Hey...Hey, Fun Guy... It'll be okay...." Slot is still high but he's reaching out to the Fun Guy to calm him down.
The jar beans Walnut right in the head, knocking her over. She cries out - from the damage or because the mayo nearly touched her? - attempting to scramble away one-handed, nursing her new injury with the other. Why didn't she ever learn to heal? When, if they get home...
"Fun Guy" glances at Slot. Did you know, his costume can oddly sweat profusely? It's sweating. "It's not, they'll get me. And if you don't get out, they'll get you, too--"
And then a train ran over the Fun Guy, by which I mean a girl and a birb comes flying out to tackle and more, "NO YOU DON'T, MUSHY! YOU NEED TO CALM DOWN"
Clima himself has taken to flapping his headwings as he jumps, catching a little bit of a drift so that he can rider kick Fun Guy!! That's the exact amount of momentum it takes to slam the hell out of this fun guy, into the trunk of one of these trees. Which, are really just tall, psychedlic mushrooms. But, trees no less.
He sees stars swirling around his head. He seems conscious, but unwilling to pull himself up.
Juno just sort of... watches on, spacing out. What...? What is even...????
Slot staggers... over to Fun Guy, and squats down to talk to him. "What happened....to you and the trees?"
"You can't fit your life into a box, Mushy!" Dusk shakes her head, shaking HIM by the collar. "You can't do that at all! Otherwise, you'll be stuck as someone you don't wanna be!"
Dusk pauses and looks at Slot, "Oh, you're okay! That's good!"
Clima jumps back, now that he's done his single bravery act for the day. The mushroom man still wigs him out, but at least he's in his suit now. He's powerless in his suit. This is true.
Fun Guy directs his voice to Slot, murmuring. "They're everywhere... I had to go, so I came here... but they're everywhere... they would have never got me, I changed completely, nothing was like it was before..."
And then, he's pulled up by this ruler. Geez. A pair of glazed, plastic eyes look over her. "I'd rather be stuck like this than dead. You... you don't understand, and you won't. You've never seen them."
"Who... is them?" Juno asks, still very confused, and not quite understanding anything at all. So. They should ask. Right???
Clima goes over to Walnut, offering her a hand. "We should go. The staircase.. it leads up to another floor."
"Ah, um - yea...h..." Is about the full extent of what Clima can get from her, but she doesn't hesitate in grabbing his hand. They need to go.
"Yeah... who is them..." Slot asks.
"A cult. They see everything. Their gods are too much, and I never meant to join, I just..." When Fun Guy sees Walnut heading off, he realizes... yeah, they should probably go. He won't apologize for anything. He looks over the others, so to speak, and lowers his head. "Just go. They'll rid the world of you, too, if they get the chance."
Dusk: "You're not happy here though. I don't believe it."
Fun Guy stares at the ground in complete and utter silence. Maybe, he's too shocked to say anything. But nobody else should be surprised...?
Juno also lurks behind, this is a very! Concerning! Situation!! Who is this person?? They need help? They should help! Why cults? What?
"You're right though, I don't think I can get it. Cuz I'd rather be dead than Miserable." Dusk pauses for a moment after that comment and says, "...don't you worry, we won't let them stop us!" She turns to look at the others, confidence in her eyes. "Right, guys?"
Slot slowly raises a thumb up.
"Ah... yes!" Juno agrees, but there's something about Dusk said that's concerning -- was she referring to her title? Was it that bad?
Clima still frowns, but he's calmed down enough that his face is soft and mostly expressionless again. He nods.
Primrose, who has absolutely been here the whole time, shrugs. "Sure."
Something about the way Dusk says that, and the way the others accept without much question, leaves Fun Guy... hopeful. He's hesitant, but he pulls himself up and nods. "You promise? And even if they hurt you...?"
"We'll hurt them worse."
Dusk smiles with Slot's comment.
Worse...? Jesus, fuck, these people are unreal.
Fun Guy laughs dryly. He dusts himself off, and rubs his head. If he weren't wearing this full-body costume, he'd be smiling uneasily. "So be it. If you'll take me, I'll join you, but I won't apologize for the trouble you'll get in... you'll only do it to yourself..."
"It's fine. It'll be fine," Slot says, flapping his hand before offering it to him to help him up.
"That's fine, but you gotta keep that costume on." Dusk nods, even tho SHE WANTED TO PULL ON IT BEFORE. " I wanna make sure Clima feels okay! He's a nervous person sometimes."
Juno noids energetically!! Yes. That sounds very smart.
Primrose: "I think he's just whiny, actually?"
Clima huffs a little, reaching up to smooth his feathers down. He doesn't really care what Dusk or Primrose say. . . .
Dusk: "No, he's very nice!"
Primrose: "You can be nice and whiny!"
Clima: "Can we just go. . ."
Fun Guy watches, unaffected. DDdddoesn't seem like he cares much. "I want out of here, too, now that my cover's blown. You probably came through... to see the witch, right?"
The children make it a point to hide out of sight, behind some of the giant mushrooms.
I mean, they've been pretty out of sight this whole time? But especially now.
"Yep." Though the reason is.... Dusk forgot.
"That bat... heh, she's something. Fine. Let's go." Fun Guy sounds a bit cocky now? Not as relaxed as he did. Something something about accepting his fate and just rolling with it, perhaps.
But, he stops, before grabbing the box of the Good Stuff.
"I'm taking this with me. I don't get anything from this, but I still want it."
"Maybe you'll enjoy it, Slot?"
"Maybe I will," Slot says, throwing an arm around the Fun Guy's shoulder. Fun Guy allows this to happen, this is his fate, he doesn't have anything else now. And so Fun Guy joins the party! And you can go upstairs! To see the witch! If you want.