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{ gingerbread town | test drive #09 - december 2022 }
GINGERBREAD TOWN
On Tuesday the 27th, with no warning whatsoever, everyone will awaken and find the entire town transformed into gingerbread and candy, from peppermint candy cane trees, to gumdrop bushes, to chocolate brick roads. They will also find themselves changed into one of the following forms: gingerbread figures, nutcrackers, or wooden figurines. It's a complete transformation—no costumes or partials this time! Although they can move and use most of their abilities, it's a bit hampered when it's also discovered that everything has shrunk down a bit in size. Not only that, but there is an indestructible magiglass dome over the town to prevent anyone from breaking in—or out. So if there is anyone who happened to be out of town at the time, they will not be changed and will be stuck outside. The Tree of Stories, the Observatory, and the Carnival park are excluded from the change and remain normal.
Fortunately a pair of gingerbread twins named "Hansel" and "Gretel" as well as the tapirs are there to help explain what happened. The town has been cursed by the witch who inhabited that suspicious house from the Dream Board, and everyone needs to band together to do two things to break out of curse: 1) gather enough dreamotion music notes to charge up the golden chocolate bell hanging at the Plaza and 2) break into the gingerbread house and destroy the witch.
More details on everything can be found here, but an important reminder that this event log doubles as our Test Drive Meme and information can be found in this section.
This means any outside characters participating in the log are canonly logged as appearing in Songerein in December and will remain in Songerein from the IC date of December 27 through 31. TDM only characters can only thread within this log. Anyone who apps in and is accepted will have their character count December as their first time in the game without any disruption, so all content will carry over. Those who do not apply will disappear which should not seem too unusual as people randomly disappear already, however players in game can choose to retcon and pretend a character was never there to begin with if it would be easier; or even think their presence was just a dream.
IMPORTANT! All outside characters MUST have "TDM" in their subject line, even if you might not app. This will help people differentiate those who are already in the game and those who are not.
TDM threads are required for samples. Refer to the Game Info for general information and feel free to toss any questions here. Reserves will open Sunday, December 25th and Applications will open on January 1st. Our application cycles are bi-monthly so the next cycle after won't be until March.
TDM Toplevel Link Directory (click to view; updated 12/30)
Adventure Time - Finn the Human
Adventure Time - Jake the Dog
Ai: The Somnium Files - Mizuki Okiura
Bleach - Riruka Dokugamine
Bunjou Stray Dogs - Ryunosuke Akutagawa
Chainsaw Man - Denji
Don't Starve Together - Wendy Carter
Fallout 3 - The Lone Wanderer
Final Fantasy XIII-2 - Noel Kreiss
Final Fantasy XIV - Y'shtola Rhul
Fire Emblem: Three Houses - Bernadetta von Varley
Forgotten Realms - Jarlaxle Baenre
Friends at the Table: COUNTER/Weight - Cassander Timaeus Berenice
Genshin Impact - Amber
Genshin Impact - Scaramouche
Granblue Fantasy - Lyria
Heroes of Olympus - Leo Valdez
Kingdom Hearts - Demyx
Kingdom Hearts - Riku
Persona 5 Strikers - Zenkichi Hasegawa
Pokemon Scarlet/Violet - Penny
Rage of Bahamut - Amira
Shadow Game Series - Enne Salta
South Park - Kenny McCormick
Spark the Electric Jester 1 & 3 - Spark
Splatoon 2: Octo Expansion - Agent 8
Tales of Zestiria - Sorey
Undertale - Flowey
THREAD SUBMISSIONS WILL BE IMPORTANT TO DETERMINE HOW THIS EVENT ENDS FOR JANUARY! We will request them during AC and TDM threads will count. For more information, refer to the Game Notes.
I. IN TOWN
There is a lot to process with everything changed and the appearance of Hansel and Gretel, but by now most people are used to needing to roll up their sleeves and get through the tasks needed to succeed. The giant bell at the Plaza helps serve as a reminder of what they need to do and many will be anxiously watching as the musical notes slowly gather into it. To gather enough notes for the bell, everyone will need to work together and utilize their current forms. Note: all prompts can be done by anyone, however some forms have an advantage over others. Musical notes will automatically appear and go to the bell when the objective is achieved. The gumdrops are also trapped in town and will still pull their "mistletoe" mischief.
A. Woodstock. Those turned into a wooden figure will find they have the least amount of changes appearance wise…but their legs and feet are stuck together, forcing them to hop and slide around. Fortunately they can control their movements and after some adjusting they will find it's not too strenuous to be hopping around everywhere. It can be tough to get up if they fall over, though.- Caroling. What better way to gain notes than making some? With movement a bit limited, singing and playing simple instruments may be the easiest way to help. The catch is the music must be filled with hopeful, cheerful dreamotion strong enough to form those notes, and the instruments can also be a problem. First they have to be found, and then some instruments may try to play music on their own—and it's not always the right genre.
- Snowmen Mayhem. Snowmen can be found all over town, most of them built before the town changed. Now they are coming to life, wearing big, giant frowns as they slowly shamble around and chuck snowballs at everyone they see. Melting them or using physical force only makes them reform back into snowmen. The only way to stop them is to participate in the snowball fight until that frown turns into a smile to release a note! People could even just have a snowball fight around them and it would please the snowmen. Perhaps they just wanted to have fun, too…?
B. Gingerbread Run. Those made of gingerbread will find they are quite fast and even have the urge to run for whatever reason. However, although sturdy enough, they are still fragile and can break easily. Fortunately they can quickly repair themselves with an extra bit of dough and icing, but water is the greatest weakness. A few drops or even a brief dousing won't hurt them too badly (maybe make their icing a little runny), but they can't swim and submerged in water too long will make them very mushy.- Obstacle Course Marathon. Some streets are sectioned off to have a simple marathon for those who just can't help but feel restless and want to run, and notes can be released throughout the course. More like a cross country track, there are numerous "checkpoints" participants must pass through while shouting the famous line, "Run, run as fast as you can, you can't catch me I'm the gingerbread man!" Each checkpoint mimics the story of "The Gingerbread Man."
- Avoid the "old ladies" swinging candy canes (non gingerbreads can take this role to help)
- Outrun the plush pups and kittens (or just stay and play with them, also valid)
- Climb up and over the makeshift marshmallow chocolate wall (don't let it melt!)
- Use the "foxboat" (swan boats altered to look like foxes) to peddle across the river (don't sink!)
- Dash through the finish line
- Avoid the "old ladies" swinging candy canes (non gingerbreads can take this role to help)
Since it's designed as a group marathon, participants are encouraged to help each other. More notes gained, the better!
C. Nutcrackin' Around. Nutcrackers have a sturdier build compared to the general wooden population, with powerful jaws and already armed with a weapon—even if it might feel more like a toy. Their movements might feel a bit stiff, but they have their strength to make up for it. - Get Crackin'. Built to crack nuts, it's no surprise that Nutcrackers are assigned to crack through as many nuts and hard candies to try and find some notes hidden within. They have to go to the farm fields to find the right trees to harvest from, and anyone can assist in this. If they listen carefully, they might be able to hear the note ringing inside as a hint. But they also need to be careful—some nuts are actually cursed and once cracked open will cause the individual to brandish their weapons (or whatever they have on hand) to attack those nearby. Unfortunately there's no tell, so it's truly luck of the draw. Shove a jawbreaker in their mouth and they'll be back to normal. With a slightly damaged jaw, maybe.
- Mouse Infestation. Large, toy wind-up mice are causing havoc around town. Although they are just oversized toys and don't attack, they're crashing into buildings and chasing people. Anyone can try to catch and slow them down, but a Nutcracker is the only one capable of inflicting enough damage to break the gears inside and stop it for good. Doing so will release a note.
D. Candy Monsters. While the town is mostly safe, nightmare energy is seeping in from everyone's initial fears and chaos and absorbed into all the candy and delicious goods that make up the town. It makes them come to life to turn into aggressive and sometimes cute monsters made out of candy. Fortunately, they are not too difficult to fend off even with everyone changed into different forms, and dreamotion abilities are in full effect. Other creative ways to defeat them like dumping boiling water or freezing them can also be used.
II. TRAIN CARS
All aboard the Dreamer Express! The toy train has a simple track that circles around the town with the main station right at the Plaza. Anyone can hop on to either enjoy the ride or help get those notes.
A. Past, Present, Future. There are three particular cars that Hansel and Gretel will encourage most to go through because the notes in these cars will be the strongest. When going through either of the "Past," "Present," or "Future" cars, everyone will have a "Scrooge" experience and walk through either a happy or difficult memory or made up simulation of that set time period. The primary theme for each one is something that the individual can learn or reflect on. The experience can be done solo or with a partner. If with a partner, only one simulation will be active, but the other person's could begin after the first ends. Sometimes the memories will be passive like watching a movie and will only stimulate emotional reactions. However, the stronger the memory, the more realistic it will become, to the point that one will live through it all and must face and interact with whatever is there to get through. Once they reach the exit, the note will be granted.B Unboxing. Most of the train cars are either passenger cars or boxcars filled with presents. A lot of presents. Guess where a lot of notes are hidden. While opening presents seems like a simple task, it can be tricky when some gifts are actually mimics that will pull unsuspecting individuals inside of them instead. Fortunately they are not too difficult to beat up and free the trapped prisoner.
C. Hot! Hot! Ooh, We Got It! There is a special car that's only purpose is to serve hot chocolate…as a musical number. Witness or perhaps even participate as servers dance around with extremely hot chocolate and somehow not spill a drop—or maybe someone gets scalded by an unfortunate spill. But when it's all done, anyone can enjoy some different flavors that can last for quite a while (ie as long as you want it) :- Regular chocolate: Makes the drinker nostalgic, particularly for something in their childhood.
- Peppermint: Gives the drinker a spark of inspiration to work on something creative.
- Caramel: Gives the drinker extra energy, making them unable to stay still without doing something.
- Raspberry: Makes the drinker want to get back to nature by finding an outdoor activity to do.
- Spicy (chili powder and cinnamon): Makes the drinker feel more amorous than usual.
III. WITCH'S HOUSE
Getting the notes is just one half of the equation. To completely beat the curse, the witch behind this needs to be defeated. But it won't be easy with everyone transformed and the witch quite powerful. The gingerbread house has a lot of traps inside, from sticky paper to snapping mouse traps to licorice that try to tie them down.
A. Breaking into the Gingerbread House. The witch's gingerbread house will be the biggest piece compared to everything else. The original defense mechanisms are in place and people can get sucked inside like before, however there is no easy way out. A little stealth can help gain an advantage especially as the battle begins by those who enter first. B. Escape Routes. While some may try to let themselves get caught to get inside faster, having an escape route would be prudent. Since they are smaller in size, it'll be easier to sneak around the house and try to carve a piece out of it to make a hole, or maybe something from the windows or chimney. Multiple routes would be ideal, just be careful not to get caught!
C. Fighting the "Witch." For those expecting some creepy old woman, they will be in for a surprise. The "witch" is actually the oven itself, moving and operating as if it were alive. Rather, perhaps the oven is what the original witch of Hansel and Gretel has become as an eerie cackling can be heard when the doors open and fire flickers out. Regardless, despite its form the "witch" will be a difficult foe to defeat due to its sheer size and everyone still in smaller forms. Restrain it, try to douse the flames, but another effective way to stop it is to just fill its mouth with anything that can go inside, from candy and baked goods, to pots and pans. The more it consumes, the slower it moves. Time to over stuff the oven.
Loona | Helluva Boss
"Merry Christmas you filthy animals!!!"
Loona's foot came down in one swing, catching one of the stupid mice that were whirring around everywhere. It went up flying into the air, and with a quick spin around, Loona's other foot swung, smashing the stupid thing into the side of one of these even stupider gingerbread houses so hard the whole malty wall caved in against her kick.
But that didn't matter. All that mattered was the sweet, sweet sound that came with it, that singular tone that only gears grinding into each other could hit, it was almost like a bell ringing as she flattened the thing. Music to Loona's ears.
Or. Rather. Not Loona's ears.
The hellhound had woken up to a rather unfortunate surprise that morning. Standing up and straightening herself out she gave her neck a good solid crack- no, wait, that was her jaw again.
Forget the fact the outfit fused to her was of some weird army guy, never mind the fact her fur had been filched and replaced with a polished white and black finish of woods that mimicked her normal coat. Or the fact she now looked like some kind of gimmick Bond-henchman with a mouth that had changed her muzzle into what looked like a bear trap.
No, all of that was a drop in the bucket compared to the fact that whatever unknown power had decided to change her into a nutcracker didn't believe in equal opportunities for females in military careers.
"-and a happy new year." she spat at the wreckage, trying to ignore the decidedly male voice she was now sporting.
Not that it really mattered when she was as anatomically correct as a Ken doll, but, there was some conflicted emotions that were ready to burst out of her, and right now, stomping these mice all about the place seemed a good place to start.
Didn't matter that the bayonet attached to her was as helpful as a sugar life preserver, just meant that she could get good and physical at tearing these things apart one after another. All she had to do was chase the sound of very feminine screams and people dancing on chairs at the things running around.
They'd get on this one soon no doubt... but until anyone from IMP or DMC went and came to find her? Loona definitely had some venting to do...
IIB. Unboxing
Loona had to wonder how some people did it.
Get up, put on a fake smile, look into the camera and say-
"Heeeeey, Sarge Moon-Moon here, today we got a brand new unboxing to do. Smash that like button and the bell and-" Loona ripped the present open and scowled at the empty box in front of her. Nothing. Not even a lump of coal. She would have clicked her tongue, but, right now in her nutcracker form she didn't as much have one.
Still, the clacking jaw made a similar enough noise for her.
"Thought this'd be the dogdamn good part... ripping open peoples presents, maybe find... iunno, something!?"
"Like, seriously. Didn't expect we'd just walk into the place and there'd be bottles of Jackie D. or shit, but... a lot of nothing? Not even a fucking holiday tie or anything..."
There was indeed a good pile of present boxes now litering the path behind her as she growled irately. Maybe she would have to give up and find somewhere to sit in the refreshment car, just call it and give up. Sounded about right now.
"Ehhh... who knows... maybe a couple more... hell at this point I'd take personalised stationary."
III.C WITCH'S HOUSE
Loona crept low and slowly into the kitchen.
Stealth wasn't as great an option when you were made of wood now, but Loona was trying to ensure that she at least did her best to keep herself from trouble considering her last encounter with a big bad had landed her in a hospital bed.
She certainly didn't want to think about having to sit in a... woodworkers? Carvers? What the fuck did you call people who still used wood besides horny teens?
She shoved that away for when she would find an internet connection to ask jeeves or something. Whatever was going on, at this point Loona just wanted to get in here, do the scouting work and get out of here so she had done her part.
The place was dank, and pretty musty for a house made of gingerbread - of course it was stale too as she'd found out when she tried a piece - and was dark in a way that made Loona wish she had her normal eyes to see where she was stumbling about in this fucked up piece of fairytale.
"Wish we had a light before we came in he-" She began muttering before suddenly stopping at the sound of a flame fwoomf-ing to life. Slowly Loona would begin to curse her opening her big, wooden mouth.
Suddenly Loona was channeling an early Maculkin, turning bit by bit to see the kindling red flame that was placed against the wall, slowly illuminating the shape of a grill, rising up and letting out a cavernous noise that almost became a roar.
No.
Not almost.
Loona's expression wasn't exactly interchangeable at the moment, but, her hanging open nutcracker mouth certainly sold some of the emotion as the red light grew and grew, revealing more of the gaping maw that came from the huge object that was tied to the wall.
The grill that raised wasn't a grill at all, but metal teeth prising apart, glaring eyes and twisted in a way that looked half-molten from its own hellish heat. There was a wrenching noise as the thing that wasn't an oven began to pull at its own moorings, bolts tearing at the wall.
They only had a few moments before the thing broke loose. And Loona had a sudden horrible realization as she tried to think what the hell to do next, "...this is not the fucking time to be made of wood right about now..."
III
This, most certainly, was a mistake. As Loona herself found out, apparently, the one inhabitant of that room and perhaps the entire house was a living oven...thing.
And the punchline of it was that they were both made of wood. He wasn't sure to make his presence known, but that all made no difference when a burst of fire flew from its mouth directly at him, as if to illuminate his presence.]
DAMN it--
[He barely ducked out of the way, hurriedly taking some stiff steps forward. If only he wasn't stuck without his ability, this would be no issue, but as it was now...]
Sorry for delay! Been a helluva holiday! Back!
First instinct was to of course run now that she had a decoy to take the heat - literally and figuratively so - in her stead, but, for some reason, that didn't add in her head.
Running didn't make any difference here. Getting back to normal meant dealing with this piece of Kitchen-Nightmake-reject-prop and to do that she wasn't going to be able to do it alone.
As Akutagawa would stumble stiffly away from the unleashed hellfire, she in turn rushed over, a wooden tail hooking his arm as she suddenly yanked him forward, "This way!"
The more masculine than normal voice still bothered her, but problems for later as she hauled at the other nutcracker to her target. They were in a giant kitchen, which meant it wasn't just the oven as the sole furnishing, instead, they had whole rows of shelves, cupboards, and as Loona had eyed, a washboard and tub.
Maybe it wouldn't be much, but it would give cover enough to hold behind and figure out what to do next if they could get a moment to think?
NW~ I totally get it~
Enemy is...in? In. An oven. Perhaps we should see if water is an option?
[Or maybe...]
...Or if we can get our hands on a kitchen apron.
Re: NW~ I totally get it~
The washtub let out a series of pings and pangs as fiery embers hit it again and again, the washboard snapping at one of the blasts tearing through its wooden frame and leaving Loona to dance quickly aside as the piece of coal landed dangerously close to herself.
"If you know how to get enough water while we're this size I'm all ears...and unless it's a fucking industry standard blacksmith apron, I don't think that'll cut it either!"
Even the water in the tub was beginning to bubble and boil with the heat now making the opposite side of it starting to turn red-hot. There cover would only last so long at this rate here.
"...I got maybe one idea in my head, but it's pretty fucking ballsy."
"You got any more before you need to talk me outta mine?"
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....You know, even that would work as long as I could wear it! [He replied, but....hm.]
Ballsy may be all we have. Do share. Just...do not make it careless.
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Loona jerked a thumb, or rather the blocky wooden hand backward, "No fucking way we can seal that mouth shut at this size... but maybe instead of trying to put the thing out... we can choke it out?"
She nodded to her pointed direction.
Even as the oven wrenched and tore at its moorings as it unleashed torrents of flame and burning tar, it was still an oven, stuck to whatever it was connected to, including one very long pipe that stretched all the way up to the roof.
"If we can get above it, I doubt it can 'look' up to hit us... but we can use these nutcracker jaw things to crimp that pipe shut."
"Smoke's got nowhere to go, we can have the thing snuff itself out with its own fumes maybe!?"
iii
Hearing Loona's voice, he quietly steps towards the source- thanks Primus for exceptional hearings - sees light illuminating, and--
Is that a giant oven? Soundwave only takes about half a second before simply accepting that it is a living(?) walking oven with blazing ember in its mouth. Soon enough, he decides to make his presence known to Loona, though the oven's glaring behind her might just alerted his presence to them anyway.]
Incoming. [Best to dodge because the oven is spewing hot embers towards them.]
Back from holidays! Apologies for the wait! Now let's set this oven to overload!
What certainly wasn't debate-worthy was the distraction that a demonic kitchen appliance could create when spewing out burning coals and embers as she barely dodged becoming a piece of kindling herself, scorching her paintwork as she swore profusely.
"Newsflash!?" Her mouth clacked angrily as she dove behind a set of stone mason jars double her size, "Yelling fucking dodge is way more distracting than helpful?!"
She hadn't even properly caught sight of Soundwave yet, tilting herself back and forth to try and establish who she was snapping at while still trying to not edge back into the firing line.
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"You are welcome."
All sarcasm aside, there's still that giant oven spewing fireballs.
"Any ideas how we should deal with that thing? Perhaps there is a way for us to use water..."
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She huddled into her spot as more clangs and crashes came from the flaming ember pieces tossed left and right, "You got any idea, I'm the first one to listen up!!"
She grimaced though, not even having made visual confirmation of her new tactical advisor, "Although gonna take a wild guess and say that we probably are on a time frame before this whole place just becomes that saying about heat we can't take and kitchens!"
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An idea comes up to mind, and he figures it's the best course of action for now. So, he grabs a cheese grater with his crumbly cookie arms, and said 'tactical advisor' now makes his appearance out on the open. It's difficult to carry it while tiny, but he has a good enough throwing arm to score it into the oven's mouth.
"Feed it until it breaks down."
It's the best he could come up with in the instance. So, with that, he's going to throw any and all utensils available on the kitchen counter.
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As Loona dared peer backward enough to look and see, it WAS a mouth after all that Oven had instead of a grill, the thing munching ferociously at the grater Soundwave had thrown on in.
Speaking of whom... they were all screwed up seven ways to Sunday by this curse, but Loona honestly had no goddamn idea what her unknown partner here was supposed to be.
"Fuck it." Questions for later.
She looked around, spotting a box of soap flakes, diving behind it, but not for cover, as she grabbed and dragged it behind her, gritting that wooden mouth tight as she ran forward into the open, swinging round and round before tossing the thing into the oven with an eruption of foam and flame!
"I'd say give this bitch everything including the kitchen sink... but seeing as that's a big ask, let's settle for anything not nailed to this crud covered floor!"
Mouse Infestation
"Loonie!! Are you okay, baby??" Obviously she wasn't, that's why she was taking it out on stuff - but hell, he still cared, he still had to ask. If she'd been gingerbread like he is at the moment, that would've been easier on her - she would've been a cute gingerbread puppy!! But this big old nut cracker shtick was TOO FAR.
Back from holidaying! Sorry to keep you waiting, now then-
Seeing Blitzø there though? And seeing him now reduced to this gingerbread facsimile? The growl she made certainly gained some new level of resonation with that wooden mouth, before she would yank the arm back, with or without Blitzø's gingerbread claws attached.
"Okay?" came the masculine voice.
"'Okay'?" she repeated in a tone that certainly at least reminded more of her normal tones.
"I am the fucking furthest fucking far away from 'okay' right about now. And you- I mean- everyone- urrrrrrrrgh."
She couldn't even look at him properly like this, "Look. I need to vent some of my shit on these things right now, and if that helps get us back to-"
Well, not 'normal', normal certainly was another word that Loona felt they were often very far from by any definition.
"-NOT being moments away from being thrown in the trash after December 26th, then all's the better I figure."
She didn't want to think about it if she could smash things instead, but, Blitzø being here... "..."
"What about the others? Have you seen what's happened to any of them? Like... is there a plan or... anything?"
MERRY HOLIDAY
"I haven't seen Moxx or Mills or anything but I have been figuring out what the hell is going on," he promised, patting her arm to try and soothe. "People around here are collecting notes and shit to break the spell or whatever in the fairytale fuck. There's apparently a witch bitch that did this and everyone's trackin' her down, that'll be fun to beat up a shitty old hag for all THIS bullshit she did, don't you think?"
Re: MERRY HOLIDAY
She swore in her head at first, since she couldn't speak herself for a moment, but finally, she yanked herself back, "Forget me for a second. What about you? You're falling apart like you're the last cookie in the closet someone forgot."
"This shit might be getting old fast but at least I'M not edible here."
Although mentally she indeed noted that she'd have some choice things to shove down this witch's throat whoever the fuck she was.
"I've been cracking these things skulls like no tomorrow and there's been plenty noise coming out of them when they get kranged. Have I supposed to been like memorising that shit or pocketing notes like a cartoon or sticking them to a big giant piano music sheet or what?!"
She was getting a little more frantic certainly, not knowing any of the rules of this whole thing made her more than her normal level of irritable, the idea there was a potential time limit now only made her the more concerned for what could happen if she fucked this up and for once? She wasn't hiding it that well, even with a wooden expression.
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"But one? That means finding something you *wouldn't* shove in your mouth anyway. And two? Basting you in anything sounds like a night on the dogdamn town that I don't wanna even visualize."
She sighed, shaking her head and drumming wooden fingers, trying to reset herself to where she was prior. The anger was a little harder to clutch back immediately, but if nothing else at least it gave a moment to think and measure next moves.
"Okay."
"So. What do you wanna do then?" That seemed like a cursed question to ask right now that she might regret.
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Timeskip?
Timeskip!
Re: Timeskip!
Mouse Infestation
Turns out that Loona wasn't the only nutcracker in the group who had no issues putting those jaws to good use.
Alastor probably would've looked quite dashing in uniform...if it wasn't for how unsettling and borderline horrifying his normal manic grin looked in wood.
"Good afternoon, Miss Loona! Lovely day, isn't it?"
Chirpy and just pleased as punch with the entire situation.
Re: Mouse Infestation
Well. At least she was still being honest in her own way. Although certainly there'd be that notable change in voice too with the decidedly-more-manly tone.
Loona exhaled, "Good at least I guess in the fact I'm not the only one going through this crazy cartoon logic day of getting changed... but still feeling pretty shit at the same time to think that we all got lumped into this... this?"
She shrugged, "There a word for that at all?"
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After a moment, he calmed and considered her question carefully. "Honestly, 'schadenfreude' comes to mind. That's the enjoyment of another's suffering though not necessarily when you yourself are suffering. The English language really doesn't have a single word that encompasses the entire sentiment, or at least it doesn't have any I know about. As for Creole, well, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to tell you. I don't have the vocabulary to even hold a basic conversation in it."
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"Right now?" Loona turned her gaze around the panicked village in all of its gumdrop delight. It was enough to give a guy with false teeth cavities from the most sickly sweet candy cane swirls and frosting addorning the gingerbread buildings.
But unlike most times Loona was unhappy with the latest look of the village, this time, she wasn't the only one despairing at the new changes. People everywhere were lamenting the forced changes and their twisted forms. Confusion and chaos were on the high, but yet? Loona just couldn't feel it, "Gotta admit I got no fucking clue what to do here apart from just smash the shit out of these mice things."
"Don't suppose you've got any bright ideas or news to share over the radio waves on this whole shitshow?"
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Loona took her time following the gesture towards the gingerbread house, "Y'know? Outside the whole that should've probly been obvious bit?"
Loona tried to crack her knuckles, but it was more likely her jaw making the noise as it clacked, "I cannot object to prison yard rules being thrown in."
A brow raised though as she looked back to Alastor, "How about you? You following that same advice or you gonna try an attack from a different angle?"
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