Happy Box Hater
Random House to the City Streets
Caboose had sat around quietly while all the conversation went on around him, filing away bits of information to innocently bring up at the most uncomfortable moments possible. It probably seemed as if he fell asleep standing up, with how still he was... and eventually he did doze off while on his feet.
Only to wake up on some bed in a room he hadn't seen before. The soldier took it in stride, though. One advantage of being dumb as rocks was that it took a lot to faze him. "Freckles! It is time to call our friends! Let's go to the library!"
"Understood, Captain Caboose," the weapon replied in its normal monotone.
With that said, the soldier... didn't exit the building because he saw something weird on the bed next to his. A lump, moving around. Caboose stared at it.
Edited by pillowmantis on Dec 16th 2018 at 10:34:53 AM
Why is a yam attacking me?
I just want to help!
Cole didn't recall falling back to sleep after fussing with Rex the night before. Though seeing as how he was waking up, it seemed as though he had.
This wasn't the library, though. In fact, it took him a moment to put together exactly what was happening, as he sat up, looking around a moment. He felt reasonably well, and the bed was...comfortable, and he seemed to be alone in a...in a bedroom?
This was the place where he had...
"Oh! I know where this is!"
Cole took a moment to wrestle his way out of bed, tripping on the covers a bit and landing on his face, but then got his feet under him, taking off out of the bedroom and into the hallway, looking around. "This is our house! We picked it! Arcade! Eve! We're in our house we picked, remember!"
There didn't seem to be a response at first, and Cole instead decided to just run for the nearest other bedroom, pushing the door open. Sure enough, there was someone in the bed, apparently still asleep, and Cole didn't hesitate to run towards it, taking a long leap to land on it, perhaps also somewhat landing on the person in the bed as well, calling out. "It's a new day, it's a new day, and it's one of the ones that doesn't hurt, get up! We can talk to home again!"
Somehow, Arcade had managed to nod off at some point the day before. At least, he was pretty sure he had, since somehow he ended up waking up the next day.
He woke up in a way that was quite new to him. While it didn't hurt, getting yelled at and jumped on was somewhat terrifying. He still felt a little like he was back in that basement.
Immediately, he shot up into a sitting position and squinted around the room in bewilderment. Somehow, his glasses ended up not on his face, so he was pretty much blind. Fortunately for him, the blur waking him up had a familiar voice, and gave enough of an explanation to calm him down.
With a sigh, he deadpanned, "Cole, is this how you plan to wake me up everyday from now on? Because I'm pretty sure in a few years, this is going to be less endearing and more just painful."
I say that aloud too sometimes, just: "man, no life."
I just want to help!
Cole blinked at Arcade a few times, squinting back at him as though mimicking his bleary-eyed expression, then just tilting his head. "We can go to the library today and talk to people. I think I could talk to people one more time, we can talk to Eve's family too. We didn't get to much last time because it was all so busy. I want to talk to someone too but it won't take as long this time."
He stood up on the bed, almost losing his balance a moment before bouncing slightly on his feet, looking down at the bed as though contemplating the sensation of it for a minute. "...standing on a bed feels strange. The ground is springy. It's like a bog but without water. Or dead people."
The Hollow Knight did not have a pleasant experience - although it could not deny that it was certainly similar to home. It had fallen into a grate and decided to explore the vast underworld of the city. Far from light and people, there was an entire world of filthy rivers and squeaking furred beasts. On and on the Hollow Knight had fought, meticulously mapping out this underworld for the surface as it tried to make its way back up. After countless hours of struggle, battle and even near death, it finally climbed out into the reach of the light, the surface.
And then it found itself suddenly buried in darkness.
Like a sudden weight had been placed on it, the Hollow Knight struggled and grasped. It found itself surrounded by a heavy softness with no light to illuminate what was happening. While there was no harm, the suffocating weight was something it did not enjoy. Running through this soft darkness, the Hollow Knight ran in circles, desperately trying to find some method of escape...
Happy Box Hater
Bedroom
Yeah, that lump was moving pretty quickly. Maybe it was a cute mouse or hamster! The red soldier took the blanket with his hands. In one large motion the sheets were flung into the air, exposing the little creature beneath to the open air.
Caboose recognized the little guy, somewhat. A good amount of days ago, it was. "Found you!" he said delightedly, before reaching a hand out for the diminutive figure to jump on.
Why is a yam attacking me?
The Hollow Knight blinked as it's vision was suddenly filled with light. Taking a moment to adjust its sight, the diminutive little warrior looked up at the red clad soldier who had saved it.
Recognizing the soldier as its savior, the Hollow Knight looked at the hand inquisitively before jumping on. As it stood in the figure's hand, the Hollow Knight looked up at the soldier with its blank, empty eyes, curious as to what kind of creature laid underneath the helmet.
And hoping that the orange glint of the helmet's visor was not the indication of the plague.
Edited by AzureRain on Dec 16th 2018 at 11:08:27 AM
Arcade huffed softly as Cole didn't actually answer his question. He honestly wasn't even that surprised. Still, he was a little annoyed at the situation, mostly the fact that he wasn't sure where his glasses were.
"Yeah, we'll head over to the library, then get some breakfast," he replied before glancing blindly around the room, "yeah, these are way fluffier than any mattresses I've ever been on before, hey, do you see my glasses anywhere? I kind of need them."
I say that aloud too sometimes, just: "man, no life."
Happy Box Hater
Random House to City Streets
Not realizing that his expression would be obscured by the visor, Caboose flashed a warm smile at the cute little guy on his hand. It was cool to have another friend with him to keep him company, at least until he could find his other pals. There was no way that the soldier was gonna miss his friend's calls!
"We are going to the library to call my friends!" the dolt told the little guy in his hand. "And you can come along too! I bet that Two would love you." He exited the building with his new pal in hand and began wandering the streets. His objectives were to find the library, find his friends, and, failing both those, at least find someone he recognized.
Why is a yam attacking me?
I just want to help!
Cole considered a moment, looking around, then jumped down, carefully, moving to the bedside table and picking up a pair of glasses, holding them up, then holding them up. "These? ...should we ask the Writer if you can have your eyes better without these?"
"Oh it will be great, you'll see. I have a few ideas in mind but I think you will like it. Just... please don't show that particular picture to anyone else. You know?"
Would she even talk about him once she got back home? That would probably hurt her a lot. And it's not like she could freely admit she had been kidnapped and thrown into a multidimensional prison of sorts. Her friends were probably the only ones that believed her and it was because they had seen it with their own eyes. It was just a matter of time before he became nothing more than part of a weird incident in her memory thanks to their logistical soon-to-be dilemma.
No, he didn't have to think about that. The present was more important. As usual. He couldn't even trust his own brain to keep a recording of his memories for long, so just focusing on the good parts at the moment was good enough.
"Sleeping on the floor isn't so bad anyway" he lay down again, while keeping Doug close "Plus, I-we are with you"
Honestly, for someone that had slept on the floor, Rex couldn't feel better after waking up. He didn't have any discomfort related to yesterday. He didn't feel even a little sore or tired, like if the fight had been just a bad dream. Of course, he didn't also couldn't remember getting in bed so something was up. And he was alone, too. Maybe Makoto had ended up in the same room as him during the transition. It had happened a couple of times already.
"Uh, Makoto?"
Looking around revealed no signs of life. This house was completely empty. Very pretty, but still very empty. Rex checked a couple of rooms before coming across a living room with a big sofa with a blanket on it. It wasn't particularly remarkable, expect for having something underneath said blanket. And whatever that was, it was breathing. Rex hoped it wasn't another rabbit.
"Doug?" he said, pulling the blanket.
Edited by DeisTheAlcano on Dec 17th 2018 at 12:05:29 PM
Day 24-Library Upstairs
“Right, this was just a test picture,” Makoto said, setting her phone down. “I think I ended up sleeping on the floor of a garage on my first day here. This is much better than that.” Honestly, anything was better than being alone again.
Day 25—-House Above Garage
The day shifted sometime after they went to sleep in the library, and Makoto woke up in an unfamiliar bedroom of a house. it was bright outside based on the windows, and yet it was clearly night, with thousands of stars visible in the sky. Sitting on the windowsill was Doug, now a somewhat smaller version of the sheet ghost creature. Was this his actual form? he had his shadowy hands pressed against the glass, staring at the lights in the city. Makoto pushed the sheets off of herself, noting that she wasn't tired in the slightest anymore, just like the day they were in a college dorm. Anat was even in a better mood, probably due to whatever magic made them feel rested. She was even in her school uniform again, so the day theme probably didn't mess with their looks.
...Rex wasn't around though. That was worrying, but it was also a break day. He'd be alright until they met up again, since it was impossible to be injured. Still though... Makoto pulled her cellphone out as she stood up and walked over to Doug.
"Nice to see you didn't wander off," she said, placing a hand on his false rabbit head. Doug chirped and turned to look at her, before tapping the window excitedly. "Yes, it's very nice outside..." She could see a multitude of bright neon signs marking bars, clubs, and other night time businesses spread throughout the streets. It was like she woke up in Shinjuku instead of the City. Interesting... "You want to go out and find Rex?" she asked Doug with a smile. He whined to be picked up, and she held him with one arm as she typed on her phone with her free hand. Rex would get a text message a moment later.
With that done, Makoto put her phone away and opened the window. They seemed to be on the second floor, but if it truly was impossible to be hurt, then did it even matter if they took the stairs?
"Hold on," she said. Doug grabbed her clothes after they shifted to her leather and metal Phantom Thief outfit, and she crouched on the ledge and jumped down to the sidewalk, landing on her feet. "...I'm pretty sure that should have broken my knees on impact." Makoto straightened up and checked on Doug, who was now squealing with delight at her "stunt". Or maybe he just was happy he was closer to all the pretty signs. It was more of a guessing game with an animal, let alone one that wasn't even fully grown. "Jumping out of windows is bad, okay?" Makoto said to him as she began to walk down the street. "Don't copy me."
Dark Sun, what choices have I...?
"B-b-but, but I—" Was I really only so incapable because I felt bad? I cut in front of her, weakly trying to argue. "I'm, obligated! I have to do something, maybe not anything to do with him, just, anything at all, or else why should I even..." So like, I needed to right this but couldn't because I was guilt-ridden because I needed to right this but couldn't...?
I shook my head, sighing.
"I-I couldn't live with myself if I didn't, so, no, I can't put it off until the void magically fixes itself. Because it won't. And I, I know it's not exactly altruistic to try and help myself that way but like...mutual benefits? Maybe?"
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THE SLORG!
Silanea reared back as Lewis stepped in front of her, gritting her teeth in frustration as she made herself a bit taller up on her tail. "Do you not listen?! How could I trust you to accomplish anything without managing to make it worse somehow in your current condition?!" Silanea said angrily, looming over Lewis and adding, "the only thing I want you to do, is stop involving yourself."
Edited by FirockFinion on Dec 17th 2018 at 3:01:12 AM
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Today really was a strange day for Genji. First, he finds himself in a weird city that he later found out is an interdimensional melting pot made by some god-like being with a god complex. Then he started changing forms (Not that he's complaining about this one, this one he likes).
And finally, he had to fight a figure that looked in a movie from the 10's. Today really was a strange day, so no one can blame him for just sitting down with his Dragonblade on his lap, beofre entering a state of deep meditation aka he started to meditate but started sleeping 5 seconds in.
Genji woke up, and after a yawn and an obligatory morning stretch, he discovered something...
"Where am I?"
Looks like the day had shifted while he slept judging by the fact he had woken up in a futon in a cozy room. That or he had been kidnapped by someone, probably by the team killing maniac back at the arena. Oh well, only one way to find out.
Genji exited the room he was in and seeing that there weren't any alarms going off and one tried to kill him, the day probably shifted. So with that in mind, he made his way to the Library as fast as his cyber legs could carry him.
Friends? People he recognized? The Hollow Knight was sure that if they were anything like this blue giant, they would could certainly be friends to it as well.
At any rate, the bright lit city was a far cry from anything the Hollow Knight recognized or was even used to. It kneeled in the hand to make sure that it didn't get flung off, taking in the sights and lights as its new friend walked. This was not unlike the stagways of Hallownest, only a lot less lonely.
And so the silent little figure rode on the hand, ever onward.
For the Horde!
Ben had tuned out the conversation around him, as he had laid back and started dozing off to sleep. When Yuna kissed him goodnight on the forehead, Ben mumbled in his sleep and turned over to get more comfortable on the couch.
"Mm, good night, Mom," he muttered sleepily.
After a very refreshing night's sleep, blinked awake in a random bed in a random house on a random street. After Ben glanced out the window to get his bearings, he sighed in annoyance. As he stepped out of the house to look around, he glanced up in confusion at the sky, which was starry and dark despite the fact that it was as bright as day outside.
"This place is weird," he muttered to himself as he walked to try and find someone he recognized. As he walked he couldn't help but overhear a conversation going on nearby.
"And so you're telling me that in this place, money is worthless?!" someone said in a high-pitched and screechy voice. Ben looked over in the direction of the sound. Two people were sitting on a street corner. The person who just talked was what looked like a short green man with a hook-nose, long bat-like ears, and piercing yellow eyes. The other man was taller, a little over Ben's height, with a wrinkled nose and a heavy brow, attached to two large comically-exaggerated human ears.
"Yeah, I know, it stinks," the taller man explained to his short companion. "The day I got here I tried to sell some of my merchandise to someone here and they just laughed me off. I later found out that most of the people here don't even have any latinum! Not a single strip!" He furrowed his already pronounced brow. "And the worst part is that they give out everything for free! For free! I can't compete with that! No one can! And without me managing my finances back home, I'm gonna be ruined! The FCA is gonna liquidate my business!"
Ben looked on in confusion, as the two men glanced in his direction.
"What do you want, kid? Go away, you're bothering us," the shorter figure said. Ben shot the two a look and started to back off.
"Fine," Ben muttered, turning and continuing to search. Soon he came upon a familiar looking young woman and... what looked like a sock puppet on her shoulder?
He started rushing to meet up with her.
"Hey, Makoto! Good to see a familiar face!" Ben exclaimed. "You know what's going on here today?" he asked.
I can still hail the Horde even though the company has shamed us. Strength and Honor even if Blizzard has neither.
Day 25—-City Streets
Doug, now a little smaller than he was the day before, was able to comfortably ride on her shoulder as they walked through what Makoto was going to call the Red Light City. He seemed entertained enough by the eye catching signs and bits of bass heavy music coming from the businesses they passed, chattering to her in an unintelligible language. At the moment, she wasn't in much of a rush, though she'd probably get to the library more efficiently if she drove there. Ben approached her, looking in much better shape than he was yesterday.
"Good morning, Ben,” she said, stopping to let him catch up. She pushed her mask up to sit above her eyes, no longer blocking part of her face. “I don't know the actual theme, but I think it's just all these bars and nightclubs around. They don't appear to be dangerous, so I assume they're just for fun.” She did wonder if they served actual alcohol though.
“Kyuu!” Doug said to him, curious about the person he didn't recognize.
“Are you trying to get to the library?” Makoto asked. “I could give you a ride there if you want.”
Edited by ScorpioRat on Dec 17th 2018 at 12:57:30 PM
For the Horde!
Ben smiled and nodded, looking around.
"Yeah, that'd be nice," he told her. "Hey, what you did back in the stadium, that was awesome," he assured the Phantom Thief. "You're like a superhero. Cool mask, cool codename, help people and fight evil on an awesome motorcycle. Y'know, the City Knights are always looking for more heroes. What do you think about joining up?"
As he spoke, he walked beside Makoto. "Oh, while we're talking... could you tell Rex that I'm..." He started to trail off, looking embarrassed, but sighing. "Could you tell him I'm sorry for saying all that bad stuff to him? I'm... he just... I've been through a lot and I had... issues I needed to get sorted. I'm trying to be a better hero and a better leader and all that and it's really hard. So could you make sure he gets that?"
All the while, he kept making odd glances at Doug, raising an eyebrow curiously at the little Pokemon.
"Last question. Why do you have a sock puppet on your shoulder?" said Ben.
I can still hail the Horde even though the company has shamed us. Strength and Honor even if Blizzard has neither.
The Ice Queen
Day 25, post-transition
There was a blurring sensation, and after a passage of time Caitlin awoke in a bed.
For a moment, she thought she'd been dreaming...but this wasn't her bed, or her apartment.
"I better get to the library," she says to herself. Finding her usual outfit- a pink cardigan, worn over a white blouse and a black pencil skirt- she wandered for a while until she reached a place that was somewhat familiar, and then made her way to the library from there. Stepping into the door, she continues trying to make sense of what's happening.
"I've gone to Thebes many a time at night but I must say it wasn't as colorful or bright as this." He then said looking out the window confused. He caught a glance of his reflection and placed a hand on his cheek to make sure that it was his regular form. "I'm back to my normal self again, good."
He then turned towards the door and then added: "I'd better go find Ben and see if he knows what today's theme all about." And with that he quickly left the room and then went out searching for his friend.
Herc eventually found himself wandering the streets for a bit and wasn't until he found familiar faces up ahead. It was Ben but he wasn't alone, Makoto had already found him. "Ben! Ben!" Herc called out as he darted towards the both of them, relieved to have found them. "And Makoto right?" He said to the Phantom Thief as soon as he approached them. "Glad I've found you two. Don't suppose you guys know what's going on today?"
Dark Sun, what choices have I...?
I jumped back, a hand moving toward my gun out of panic before I registered what I was doing and pulled it away again, staring wide-eyed at her yelling. "I don't...know what else to..." I trailed off, sensing it was best not to argue. "..............................."
...and nodded very slightly.
..................
"...I should go now, shouldn't I."
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Day 25—-City Streets
Before Makoto could summon Anat, Ben complimented her on her performance yesterday. Honestly, it felt more like luck and sheer anger that had gotten her through most of it, but it was nice to hear that someone else other than Rex thought she did something good.
“Er, thanks,” she said, rubbing the back of her neck. “But you want me to join your group? I'm not sure how much of a knight I'll be, but… if you need any help keeping people safe, you can certainly call. I'll come back you up. As soon as I get a radio again, anyway…” The hero label was stretching it for her, but the Phantom Thieves did whatever had to be done for the sake of true justice, with or against the law. She hadn't expected Ben to apologize to Rex by proxy though, but she could get what he meant by it.
“Well that's very mature of you, Ben,” she said. “Sometimes it takes more than a couple of tries to figure out how to handle things right. Even Rex and I have trouble with that. I'll tell him what you said when I find him again.” She looked back at Doug, who had no idea what Ben was referring to with his sock puppet comment. “Um...this is Doug. I think he's a Pokemon. A Mimikyu…? I admit I'm not very familiar with all of them.” Doug crooned and waved at Ben. “Rex and I are looking after him until he finds his family, if they're here at all.” She turned as a somewhat familiar person waved them down
“You're...Hercules, right?” Makoto asked, looking up at him. She'd briefly met him a few days ago. “I think it's just a break day. The theme seems to be city nightlife. Hm, but do you even have bars like this from your time period?” It was more of a rhetorical question, but now she was curious.
Edited by ScorpioRat on Dec 17th 2018 at 4:56:34 AM
Arcade squinted, but nodded when he was able to determine Cole was, in fact, holding his glasses. "First of all, I don't want to take any chances asking that guy for more things," he said, "besides, I survived in the Wasteland like this. I highly doubt Eve's world will be less kind to me."
I say that aloud too sometimes, just: "man, no life."
Silanea sighed in both frustration and resignation. "Look, I can only be grateful that you came to my aid without expecting anything in return, despite us being effectively strangers. However, it seems like much of what you've done has just been making things worse due to your own issues" Silanea said, voice stern but not as outright hostile now. She then finally turned her gaze on Lewis. "So once again I ask you, I urge you, stop trying to involve yourself with mine or anyone else's issues until after you have settled the pains in your own heart. How can you hope to help anyone else while you carry such a heavy burden with you?" the lamia continued, before turning and moving away from Lewis, towards the center of the lobby.
Stopping there, Silanea glanced up through the open part of the upper floors. "Makoto and Rex went upstairs... They probably want to be alone right now" Silanea thought out loud, then looked around for a good couch to coil up on.
Hours passed by, and eventually, whether they were asleep or not, the world blurred...
Whilst occasionally switching back and forth throughout the day between edible clothes and a much more grim, edgy version of their usual equipment, the party from Vusluora had watched the waterfall television and listened to the announcers as the challenge was happening.
"So, if it comes down to us being attacked, that's probably the kind of force we'll be up against" Valentina noted.
"What do you think are the chances of any of them actually wanting to kill us?" Amelia asked.
"Given yesterday I think the question would be more like, 'what are the chances of any of them not wanting to kill us?'" Cleyo responded in a somewhat rhetorical fashion.
"It will be of no matter tomorrow; that will be a day in which we cannot be harmed. So we will go to that grand library and contact the court" Valentina said.
"We can't get harmed, but we could get followed, so people would know where we're hiding. Are you sure it's a good idea to go to the library?" Cleyo pointed out.
"Do we really have a choice? The king ordered it" Darturien added to the conversation.
"I'm certain he would understand if we chose not to and explained why upon our return" Valentina responded, then waved her hand a bit dismissively and added, "however, I am confident that with an entire day, we could lose anyone following and hide safely again. We will go."
Cleyo had some mild murmurs under his breath, but the group otherwise agreed, and set to bed with one person on watch at all times, until the day finally ended...
Miss Tairee appeared, and brought one hand up to her head. "Hm, it's a good thing pain doesn't hurt for me now; being snapped from all those different bodies to this one at once has produced quite the migraine" Miss Tairee casually noted, and lowered her hand. "So... That wasn't so bad of a day I suppose" the secretary added. She heard the Writer starting to write and saw his words in her vision.
"Indeed not, and another universe being altered is providing more inspiration quite well."
"I'm a bit surprised Director was willing to let the change happen" Miss Tairee commented. More writing was heard and more words appeared.
"Director vetoed a change of the whole timeline like what was done with Sans' universe, but Director was willing to take an alteration of their future in a way that would not have happened normally. It is creating an interesting spinoff now, of this world where those girls still have their magic powers, but they are no longer needed."
"Well, I hope it turns out nicely for them" Miss Tairee said, folding her arms. "Is the next day already decided?" the secretary asked. More of that sound of a pen being taken to paper, and a new string of words showing up, as well as a note floating over to the secretary for her to take and read.
"Yes. It is a rather straight forward one; I believe you will like it."
"Hm, yes, this does seem nice. Alright, I am ready I suppose" Miss Tairee stated with a nod. Some last writing and words, as Miss Tairee let the note go and looked forward.
"Then let us continue."
With the library emptied out as the world refocused from the blur, the ten of Miss Tairee all let out a simultaneous, small sigh. The library and all of Miss Tairee were normal, much like the city outside, except for the view of the starry nighttime sky through the glass dome up above, despite it seemingly being daytime.
Miss Tairee #1 sat down at her computer and typed in a few keys. Ten cups of coffee, one each for all of the Miss Tairee copies, appeared with simultaneous blurs, and the collective librarians grabbed them and took sips at various intervals.
"... It probably won't be long until everyone starts showing up for their calls" Miss Tairee #2 thought out loud, in a tone of mild resignation. "At least the view is beautiful" the librarian copy added, looking up through the dome as the rest of the copies stayed on the lookout for people showing up to the library.
Being early to rise, Silvester, Chuck, and Connor came walking out of a random hotel's front doors not long after the day had changed. "Oooh, starry night sky during the day? Talk about neat" Chuck commented as he glanced upwards.
"So where to first, fellas? Arcade, theater, or library to call home?" Connor asked the other two, rubbing his hands together.
"Nah dude, balcony first. The start of the day is when most new arrivals show up; gotta see if there's any cool ones" Silvester answered, starting to walk down the street. "Hey, either of you know where Calvin is? I didn't see him at the stadium yesterday" the Fanboy asked as he walked.
"Nah... Come to think of it, Mel wasn't there either" Chuck noted as he followed.
"Maybe they got a lucky roll and were sent home" Connor guessed with a shrug as he went along too.
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