My Superhero City: Brand New Day

Iridium Wonders — Land Of The Winkles

Y'know, after the drama about the Saint's return to the public scene, something as wacky as...this was needed.

"Perdindirindina!", Dante exclaimed in surprise, looking around himself.

Why the frick was he wearing a damn Jack O'Lantern over his head. It felt so damn stuffy, and he didn't like it. He knows this is supposed to be the story of The Wizard Of Oz and that he took the role of this...pumpkin fellow, but he just wants his fashionable outfit and his cap 'n bells baaaaaaaack!

There was no time to complain, though, as something was approaching menacingly, with no intention of stopped.

The pumpkin-head reached for his mask belt, which was as equally worn and cruddy. He took the mask that possibly was the Animus Domino, that now was more remiscent of a Jack O' Lantern, and put on his...uh...face.

Dio— Thanks to this ugly pumpkin of a Jack O' Lantern, I cannot use my masks! I've got my Kordoro blade, but would it be useful in a chase situation like this one?

He tried removing the Jack O' Lantern from his head, letting out some frustrated grunts. His attempts were comically met with failure.

"Damn it!", he looked at the approaching "entity", with an annoyed frown under his "mask", as he stopped his attempts at feeling a bit more free.

"Without the Domino, there's no way I can get you guys to safety.", he gritted his teeth.

Squad 3 — The Grandmother's House

Thank god nobody mauled her into a bloody pulp because of that post. Nothing of her interest really happened after she posted that selfie with the Saint. Sure, things got a bit tense from a socio-political standpoint, but that really regard her.

What was of her interest, however, was the fact that her eyes changed color! She bets that her lucky charm was behind this...mutation of hers. Her fans would have probably been supportive about this unvolountary change, but she didn't want to risk anything.

Since she was stupidly rich, she has been conviniently buying grey-colored eye contacts to mask that mutation as humanly possible.

However, in this day in particular, she randomly found herself behind a cottage next to a woods-filled hill, wearing something similiar to a dang fursuit.

I am in a wolf costume behind a house that is in a goddamn forest. What is this, Little Red Riding Hood or something?!

However, she felt a bit hungry, as if the low growl that came from her tummy wasn't such a dead giveaway.

She needed to eat something.

The lupine Marisa managed to find the cottage's door and enter it without hesitation.

While she explored the antiquated insides of the cottage, she stumbled upon someone.

That certain someone was resting on a bed. Annnnd that certain someone was the half-demon hunter, Mikael Friesch.

...Such a sight to behold.

Also yeah, she is well aware the dude was married with Tesla Tiefling, but...b-but for fuck's sake, he's such a dreamboat!

If Marisa put all of her male comrades in a tier list, she would have definetely put Mikael in the S-Tier, and he wouldn't have been the only one...

Unbeknownst to her (as she was lost in her fangirlish thoughts), she was drolling like crazy as she stared at Mikael, in a trance-like state.

Squad 4 — Banks' Household

Iuvem was definitely doing something: eating some leftover candies with the determination of a competitive eater.

He has to admit that hanging around Mason and Tyulla had their benefits, and the access to high-quality sweets was one of them. They definitely distracted him from the whole ordeal with his Chaos Mode. He has considered consulting Pandora, Zalah and Teroras about it, but there was now a new issue which he couldn't ignore.

He was now, for some reason, examining some documents and checks before stopping to process what he was doing.

"Waaaait, what am I doing?", the golem was really confused.

He had now noticed that was wearing a real fine suit, and it resembled the one he was wearing at their first day at the Foundation. The fake mustache wasn't too shabby either. In fact he was stroking it like there was no tomorrow.

"Hm?", he had just acknowledged the presence of Nariko, who had just barged in, with an "INDEPENDENCE" over her dress.

"Oh, Nari...where the fuck did we end up in?", he bluntly asked the rat kunoichi with confusion.

Edited by Theyja on Aug 27th 2019 at 7:18:00 PM

Squad 1

"This is gonna be one of those stories we are gonna keep to ourselves, isn't it" Sam asked, looking at his own clothing. Man, he might know he isn't too good at fashion, but this is atrocious. There must be someone to beat up once this is done.

"It'll be better to just follow the script" He noted. Getting out of this should be easy, at least.

Worse than those middle school plays" He thought Sometimes, you actually want to be the tree''

IW

"Ha ha, very funny" Ryuu said, annoyed. Yeah, go look for a brain. Haven't heard that one before. Something distracted him, as he jumped and gave Sally a hug and a welcome back.

While looking up, he felt a shiver on him.

"Whatever it is, let's move it!"

Edited by Blueace on Aug 27th 2019 at 11:04:39 AM

Squad 2

"Uh-uh-uh! That's not in the book, scatter-brains! Don't you morons read?!"

Suddenly the little man that Holiday had met appeared above them, floating in midair as he flicked through a copy of The Wizard of Oz until he reached a certain page which he then showed to one and all. "You're supposed to be going toward the witch's castle, not runnin' away from it! Besides, the Tinsman here has still got all those mutts to chop to bits!" He pointed to Holiday. "Or haven't you noticed those forty-some harbingers of death comin' ever closer?"

By this point, whatever was coming their way was now in view, and it was just what the small man said it was. 40 large, vicious, snarling wolves were rushing toward them at top speed, howling and foaming at the mouth for fresh meat. And they were getting closer with each passing second.

Edited by kkhohoho on Aug 27th 2019 at 9:07:24 AM

Squad 1 - Ellie

Ellie stared at the Ace, then looked down at her dress and the gavel in her hand, then back at the Ace, then at the rest of her room, then back at the gavel. Something seemed familiar about the scene, like she should know what was happening, but at the moment she was too focused on the Ace's words.

"...no, of course not. Why would we cut off Marky's head? Why would we cut off anyone's head?" She rose from her seat, dropping the gavel on the table. "No one is getting executed. I won't let it happen."

The first thing Mikael thought upon waking up was 'this isn't my bed.' The second thing was 'what the fuck am I wearing?' Mikael slept naked, so to wake up in clothing was naturally confusing.

Still groggy from his rest, he slung his legs over the side of the bed and rose to his feet. Grumbling, he gripped the nightgown and pulled it over his head. This left him shirtless, clad only in a pair of ridiculous old-timey bloomers.

"Oh fuck off." He grabbed the bloomers and tore them off his body effortlessly. "If this is a prank, Ellie, it's not a good... one..."

Only then did he notice the drooling wolf. Or rather, drooling person in a wolf costume. Drooling Mari in a wolf costume, to be specific. He also registered that he was no longer in his own room. Briefly he considered the possibility that she'd kidnapped him, but that seemed horribly out of character, and didn't explain the wolf outfit either.

"First off, what are you staring at?" He groused at her, completely unashamed of his nakedness. "Second off, where the fuck are we and why?"

Nariko grasped the dress she was wearing between her fingers, examining it with interest. It was old-fashioned looking, not something she owned (nor something she'd ever wear; even if it had been more modern, dresses really weren't her style).

She'd just run into the room, but couldn't remember why. Her mental continuity for some reason jumped from training to... this.

So in response to Iuvem's question, she merely shrugged. "I have no idea." She noted that he was in unusual dress as well. "Perhaps we've been brought into some sort of... theater production? We both appear to be in costumes, at any rate. Though I don't know what roles we're intended to play."

Squad 1

At hearing that his queen was actually showing some modicum of mercy, the Ace of Spades seemed distraught. As did the entire court. "But your majesty! This girl stole your precious tarts! A crime punishable by death! Surely that demands justice!"

Squad 4

Suddenly Iuvem and Nariko found themselves sporting nametags, each displaying their apparent roles in bright bold letters. Iuvem had apparently been cast as Mr.Banks, while Nariko was Ms.Banks. With all that entailed.

Cole - Squad 4

Someone...is going to blooming DIE over this.

"Chim...Chim Chimeny...Chim..." Cole felt like he was about to cry. He knew the others were looking at him, and even though he wasn't one to get stressed about popularity or anything...this was just so out there...

Something was bloody making him British, and just hearing or even thinking in the accent made him think of that light Brit accent his brother used when speaking. Made the damn bloke even more insufferable it did!

Oh great, even thinkin' in Brit!

He didn't know what this was or what strange world he'd been jettisoned to. Just that he wanted out of here as soon as physically possible and hopefully sooner.

"Chim...Chim Chimeny..." He wiped his eyes.

Squad 1 - Marky

As bad as Cole was taking it, Marky was if anything taking what was happening to him even worse. He was frantically looking around, trying to tear this feminine garb off - but something stopped him each time. Young Marky definitely hadn't woke up this morning thinking he was going to be dressed up like...like a girl!

"T-This is bunk! Y-You hear me! Bunk! AS IF I'd ever dress like this! No way! No way no how! I'm...I'm buggin' out, yo! Come on, lemme bounce outta here..."

He looked around. Was he on some kind of trial? What the hell was goin' on out here?

...Was Renee gonna see him like this? Oh. Oh she was right over there. So she of course WOULD see him like this.

"...Just take my head off. I'm gonna die..."

Squad 3 – The Grandmother's house

Ooh, Freisch-kun has woken uuuuup!

And even though he looked funny with those bloomers, Mari had no way to not stare at them abs.

And then, he fucking tore 'em out, revealing his...his...his mem—

"Eurrrgh, me?!", she groggily exclaimed in surprise as the Hunter adressed her in a rather grumpy way, making her snap out of the trance.

She then quickly wiped the drool on her mouth away with an arm, looking bashful.

"First, it's not like I was staring at you or anything, cher! Second, it seems that we got transported into this 'world' by someone or something.", Mari sheepishly explained to Mikael, trying her damndest not to blush, "And judging from our costumes, we got transported into the world of Little Red Riding Hood!", she concluded, a bit dramatic.

Does this dude have no shame at all?! Like, HOW is he so comfortable with showing someone who isn't his wife his chinchin like that?! Even tho I may never get these questions answered, I shall make sure I take as much advantage as humanly possible of this peculiar circumstance...

Squad 4 – Banks' Household

So Nariko doesn't know either, huh?

Her "theatre production" theory, while plausible, is a bit farfetched. Why the heck would someone just rudely take them to a random place and force them to play some roles they don't even know?

Also, why pick them, exactly? Did the person behind think that because of our status as famous-ish heroes, more people would have been more interested in whatever this is?!

God, he is asking himself too many questions, isn't he?

The golem found himself having a nametag on his suit that said "Mr. Banks"

"How convinient...", he commented with slight sarcasm.

Edited by Theyja on Aug 29th 2019 at 7:59:05 PM

Lily – Wonderland (Squad 1)

Lily breathed an audible sigh of relief at Ellie's refusal. Good. So they were all still in their right minds. At least for now. The crowd seemed distraught by it, but... better than someone being executed.

Of course it was about tarts. Of course.

“Maybe if we don't follow the script, it'll work on getting us out of here,” she whispered to Sam—though she barely had to lower her voice all that much to begin with. “I-I don't know, maybe it won't... but if we do follow it, we'll never find out what's really going on...”

I-Is Mark in a dress?

She hadn't noticed that detail before.

Lily didn't expect to be having to stifle laughter anytime soon, but there she was.

Holiday – Land of the Winkies (Squad 2)

“Harbingers of death? Thank you. I was wondering what they were,” Holiday responded, deploying one of her miniature SMGs (the axe prevented her from using the other, plus she was rather inclined towards keeping it) and momentarily shifting her gaze towards the others.

“The little man's right. We should definitely, definitely run. Absolutely. Run as fast as we can. Towards the castle. Directly.”

She paused for a moment, listening to the sound of approaching wolves before nodding to the rest of her squad.

“And we should absolutely not do anything to our attackers. Absolutely not. Whoops, I dropped a grenade.”

The ‘drop’ was in fact an arcing throw, and the frag grenade promptly soared over in the general direction of the horde in a hopes that it'd at least scare them; if not clip a few of them. She wasn't sure. She hadn't exactly aimed it accurately—instead, she focused on tugging the arms of her squadmates to get them to run.

Delaying the horde would just be a bonus.

Edited by Enirboreh on Aug 28th 2019 at 1:28:21 PM

Squad 2

"HEY!" The little man twirled his pinky. The grenade stopped in midair and a large wall rose up out of the Earth behind the Squad, preventing them from fleeing. "Okay, look, maybe we got off on the wrong foot here. OKAY DOGGIES, TAKE FIVE!" The wolves froze where they stood, though even in suspended animation, they seemed none the less ferocious.

"So, guess I should start from the top! Name's Raggum Fraggum, sixth-dimensional imp extraordinaire!! We're what you'd call superior beings. Case you couldn't tell, we can do just about anything we put our minds to. All we got gotta do is think or snap our fingers and POOF! There it is!" As if to demonstrate, he snapped his fingers and produced a flying monkey in the palm of his hand. He pinched his nose, recoiling from the chimp's sheer stench. "Oh God, don't you ever take a bath?! Beat it, Bobo!" Another snap and the monkey disappeared as quickly as it came.

"Anyhoo, with someone as talented and all-powerful as yours truly, there's not much that can give me a challenge. Sure, I've tried to find someone who can give me a run for my money, least in the smarts department, but so far no-one's managed to give me what for. Course it was when I was thinkin' about all that that I wound up here! Well, not here here. Your here! As in Earth. Wouldn't be the first time I popped over there, far from it, but that time wasn't intentional. I was just minding my own business when all of a sudden, I was there! Think someone accidentally opened a rift and I just happened to stumble in."

He sneezed, blowing sunshine and rainbows out of his nose as he blew on them with a handkerchief he pulled out of his ass. "But whatever. Soon as I was there I noticed you guys, and I knew you'd give me what I've been lookin' for! So, here's how it is. You all are stuck here in this little pocket dimension I cooked up based on one of your old Earth stories, and you're all the stars! Course, it wouldn't be fair if there wasn't a way out. So all you've gotta do is either follow the story to the end or make me say my name backwards, and you're home free. But until then, you've all gotta stick to the script! Or at least the plot. Cause if you don't..."

Suddenly Martin found himself sitting on all fours like a mutt, scratching his ears and tongue hanging out before he regained control of his senses. "...I'LL MAKE YOU. We clear?"

Edited by kkhohoho on Aug 28th 2019 at 7:44:18 AM

Iridium Wonders — Land Of The Winkies

Well, well. That bossy imp just put their attempts to escape in a much easier way with Holi's distraction to a halt.

He then proceeded to introduce himself as a sixth-dimensional entity (so a god to an extent) and explained how he can basically do everything he wants and how he was itching for a challenge before stumbling upon our world.

Basic crossover stuff.

He then threatened them to follow the plot of this story (unless they manage to make him say his name backwards) and also giving Martin the mannerisms of a dog.

Hmm...this might be a bit of gamble, but I hope it works

"Wa-Wait, Mr. Fraggum!", he abruptly raised a hand, with insecure bravery, "If you're as all-powerful and talented as you claim, then translating codes and stuff must be a breath of fresh air for you, right?", he asked, jovial.

"If that's the case, then, before we move on with the plot, can we test your skills first?", he calmly said as he made a kind bow, an earnest smile on his face, "I mean, we've got all the time in the world, haven't we?"

"I'm sure one of my Wonders can produce a message for you to decode", he slowly turned to Holiday, "Right?"

Edited by Theyja on Aug 28th 2019 at 5:07:46 PM

Holiday – Land of the Winkies (Squad 2)

“Ah. Yes. Of course,” Holiday nodded quickly, catching on to the unstated message as she made a noise emulating a clear of the throat as she adjusted her stance as if to try and concentrate. “Forgive me. I'm a little rusty, pardon the expression. And I won't tell you what it's in. Though obviously a being of your stature should recognize the encryption type immediately.”

Hope this works...

JFXCA5DIMUQGGYLTMUQG6ZRAMEQHG3LBNRWCAU3QMVZG2ICXNBQWYZJAORUGKIDCOJQWS3TTEBQXEZJAMFRWG33VNZ2GKZBAMEQGM2LOMUQGI2LTNAXCAVDIMUQGGYLTNNSXIIDPMYQHI2DFEBZWW5LMNQQGS4ZAMJZG623FNYQGS3TUN4QHO2LUNAQGC3RAMF4GKLBAMFXGIIDUNBSSA5DXN4QHA...

It continued on as such for several more lines, her voice having become computerized in a manner reminiscent to a text-to-speech program. After about a couple paragraph's worth of cipher, she halted in a rather sudden fashion—smiling sweetly with closed eyes and with her hands clasping innocently behind her back so that one of them firmly gripped the handle of the axe held by the other.

“Hope that one's not too tough for you~! This is actually a pretty fun idea! You challenge us, and we challenge you!”

Except it's the latter only, and we hope to never see you again. May take a while, though. Sure will be worth it.

Edited by Enirboreh on Aug 28th 2019 at 5:44:59 PM

Squad 2

The little man took a moment to mull it over, the cogs whirring in his brain as he wondered whether this was some sort of trick. But before long, his decision was made. "Well, when you put it that way, sure! Why the hell not?"

A book on decrypting signals appeared in his right hand and a pair of spectacles popped up on his face. "Well this is probably gonna take a while, and I don't wanna leave you bunch of idjits hanging. So let's get things goin'!" With a snap of his fingers the grenade disappeared and the wolves resumed their hunt, now practically a hair's breath from the heroes. And at the rate Raggum was going ( "Okay, let's see, 'in the case of a small... fern?' No, that's not it), they would probably have to get their hands dirty sooner than later.

Iris - Squad 2

Iris would have preferred Ul'hashred. Sure, that would have been several times more deadly, but a lot less annoying than this "Raggum Fraggum". 8th dimensional Old Ones were generally a lot more polite about trying to kill you, in her experience. And they didn't chat your ear off, unless they were doing a "break them by talking."

But at the very least, he didn't seem to be all that clever either. Dante and Holiday's blatant trick had apparently flown right over his head.

Which led to this moment, and Iris trying very hard not to be mauled by angry wolves.

"Dammitdammitdammit! Uhh… Children of Ahl'kuur! Protect your master's Chosen!"

Several of said horrible eye monsters appeared, forming a barrier between her and the wolves. Content that her throat wouldn't immediately be torn out, she started firing her heat rays into the pack.

Really, sixth dimensional beings had no manners.

Rebecca - Squad 3

"Dammit, no signal. Alright, I... guess we go into the house? Be careful."

Cautiously, Rebecca walked down the hill and cracked open the cottage's door. At least it wasn't locked. Peering around the corner, she saw someone in a wolf costume, hard to tell who since they were facing away from her, as well as... something she wished she wasn't currently looking at.

Rebecca blushed and stammered. "M-m-Mikael! Put some goddamn pants on!"

Renée - Squad 1

Everyone, including the playing card people, seemed just as confused as she was. But there was talk of executions going around, and those were, as a general rule, bad. And the cardmen seemed very insistent, despite Ellie's refusal.

"We... should probably get out of here before they actually try to execute someone."

Grandmother's House

Suddenly the door to the house slammed in front of Rebecca, locking itself shut. While it has the benefit of hiding Mikael's physique from view, it also kept her or anyone else from getting in. Short of crawling through the windows.

Suddenly Mikael was back in the nightgown while Mari found herself becoming rapidly more ravenous. And particularly hungry for a manwich.

Holiday – Land of the Winkies (Squad 2)

“I think it's time to run!” Holiday proclaimed, purposefully jostling Iris in an attempt to get her to stop shooting and start moving as she pumped all the power she could muster into her legs and turning occasionally to fire the odd shot back at the wolves. And striking them with her axe when they got too close.

She had to admit she was having more fun than she thought she would.

“Considering a certain member of our Squad is missing, I've got a bad feeling who the Wicked Witch is,” she shouted inbetween the loud bangs of her micro-SMGs. “It's not me, and Iris is here, so I can only think of one candidate!”

Emily – Grandmother's House (Squad 3)

“Was Mikael in his underwear?” Emily frowned, peering over Rebecca's shoulder as she (apparently) attempted to glare through the door with her nonexistent x-ray vision. “It sounded like he was. Why did you shout then?”

Her face is all red.

“Maybe I can...” she muttered to herself before trailing off—outstretching a hand towards the door and attempting to pop (or at least rattle) it off of its hinges. It was a bit tricky for her to manoeuvre her psychic grip around, but she managed to get a semi-strong grasp on its edges.

She desperately needed to practice. Objects larger than her tended to be tricky. She didn't just want to blast the whole thing down. She might hit the others.

“At least we found Mari, right?” she asked conversationally—apparently ignoring the fact that she had to have seen into the room before the door shut for her to know that in the first place. “That wolf thing doesn't suit her. I've never worn a dress. Have you?”

Edited by Enirboreh on Aug 28th 2019 at 10:12:34 AM

Squad 1

"I'd think this one would make you feel more murderous" Sam said, trying to make a joke, but frowning.

"Well, since we are in the middle of madness" He started "Anyone up for group therapy?"

I.W

Ryuu simply started running towards the wolves, ready to fight like a scarecrow.

"Well, we know how it ended, so get chopping, Holiday" He said, punching the closest thing to him.

"Let go, mangy mutt" He yelled, but looked at Martin "No offense"

Edited by Blueace on Aug 28th 2019 at 10:11:55 AM

Squad 3 – Grandmother's House

Oh dear, Grime Girl chimed in and also got to get an eyeful. Even Ms. Blackburn was there, though the door was shut when she came here.

However, the script was asserting its dominance and she was growing more and more ravenous.

Wolf Mari stared at Mikael (who had unfortunately regained his nightgown) with batshit crazy eyes.

"HeheheheHE!", laughing derangedly, Mari viciously pounced towards Mikael, her piercing gaze tearing though the demon.

She was baring her teeth, getting ready to bite the half-demon.

She could see her aggressive reflection in his crimson eyes, and before she could even gnaw on Mikael, she disappeared into his right eye.

Instantly after that happened, she came out of the other eye and fell face-first into the floor, her arms still extended.

"W...Wo...Worth it!", she muttered with a muffled voice, not even bothering to get up.

Iridium Wonders – Land Of The Winkies

Even though, they had to continue following the plot, his and Holiday's trap seems to be working.

He started running, occasionally summoning his Kordoro blade (which now looked like some kind of glorified stick) to use as a means of self-defense in case one of the beasts dares to get close to him.

"It must be Mavvie, mustn't she?", Dante snapped his fingers (of his left hand) in realization, "I guess we should take a look at the castle, then. The witch would probably be there..."

Edited by Theyja on Aug 29th 2019 at 3:32:42 PM

Squad 4 - Banks' Household - Iona

Iona had been busy meditating, hoping that fate would give her an inkling of what would come next. Nothing stirred in the dark, no light shone on new insights. Still, it wasn't like she was going to give up...

Until she suddenly felt her connection to the Planes severed, and cold air rushed into her lungs as she took a shocked breath. She couldn't feel Elemental Energy around her, the familiar comfortable warmth she kept herself at, and the cold shiver drained some colour from her as it passed. She hugged herself, looking around at her strange surroundings, and as her hands came across what distinctly didn't feel like her clothes, it only caused her to panic more. Mason and Tyulla were here, wherever here was, as well. They were dressed like schoolchildren, and Tyulla was spinning around in circles, clearly as confounded.

"WHERE ARE WE?!"

She couldn't call Bellpepper either, and without the Planes to draw from...

She was scared.

Grandmother's House

Despite Emily's efforts, the door refused to budge. Almost as if it were resisting. Still, it was nonetheless buckling at the seams. One more little push would surely do the trick.

Meanwhile, inside the house, a little man in a bowler hat suddenly appeared in midair, floating above Mari and Mikael. "No no no! You're supposed to eat him, not fangirl over him! What the hell am I paying you ingrates for anyway?! Oh, right. Whatever, my point stands! Get your hairy ass off the floor and get to work! Heroes these days... "

Edited by kkhohoho on Aug 29th 2019 at 8:28:20 AM

Squad 3 — Grandmother's House

As Marisa slowly got up, a little imp started scolding them for not following the script.

"How the frick can I be able to eat him up, baka?!", she sassily complained at the little man.

"He's, like, 7 inches taller than me, and he's got a bulkier physique than mine! And no, even if you told me that can only one body of part of his, I still won't obey you, l'il gremlin!", she put her right her on her right hip.

"I am Mari-Mira, a hero-model with standards, not a she-wolf!", she dramatically pointed at the imp, touching his little nose.

Even tho I'm literally one right now...ehhh, details...

Edited by Theyja on Aug 29th 2019 at 4:12:01 PM

Emily – Grandmother's House (Squad 3)

How surprising. The door refused to open. Emily was getting quite agitated now, so as soon as she felt it was buckling she internally decided to throw all semblances of subtlety away as she let out a moderate blast estimated enough to take it clean off its hinges. Hopefully not decapitating the two inside in the process.

“The door was in the way,” she said, rather unnecessarily and in a decidedly unamused flat tone. “My dress itches, my brain hurts, and I'm annoyed. Do you want to try anything—anything else—to try and piss me off?”

Oookay. Breathe now. Breathe. Focus. Right. Mikael's in bloomers. That's...

She closed her eyes momentarily, suppressing a growl of frustration.

...perfectly okay.

“Who are you, really?” she asked the... thing that was floating before them. “It's not fair to do this if we don't know who you are. Who are you?”

Grandmother's House

The man gritted his teeth as Emily busted down the door, none too happy that his story was thoroughly going off the rails. "No, Goddamit! You and Red Riding Hood are supposed to come in after Ms.Fleabrain gobbles up poor little Granny, not barge in like a bunch of hyperthyroid stormtroopers! Haven't any of you ever read Red Riding Hood?!"

He took a deep breath and sighed. Evidently he had gotten something out of his system. "Okay, okay. I already explained it to little miss Tinny, but I'll give you the short version. Raggum Fraggum, sixth dimensional being, trapped you all in storybook land. You've either gotta follow the script or get me to say my name backwards if you wanna get out of here in one piece. Or else you'll all be following the script FOREVER. Does all of that make sense?"

Zach - Squad 1

Why in the FUCK AM I A-

Wait, where the hell even WERE they? In his own stunned stupor it took him a moment to realize that, hey, none of this was right in any way! Marky was a girl and Ellie was a judge and Sam and Lily were dressed...well he didn't even know how to begin with that one Renee was...well, he was avoiding his gaze, married man and all, and he turned back to the front and wondered why he was still a fucking rabbit.

Well, I don't like any of this. He said, as he shifted out of that INCREDIBLY STRANGE form and shook his head. He didn't like being a rabbit.

Not since the Incident with Yoko.

Never. The fuck. Again.

So, what in the hell is going on? He asked, no one in particular.

Octavius - Squad 3

"I'd be lying if I said it didn't make complete sense to me." Octavius said, arms crossed and currently munching on what appeared to be an apple he pulled free from his "basket of goodies", looking between everyone else.

Creative liberties be damned, it was a first. He was in a dress and wasn't drunk off his ass. He looked down at the shade of blue and wondered if it was cause he was a pirate, therefore blue.

Meh.

"So, guess we just gotta pull ourselves up by our bootstraps and just...do it." Another bite of his apple. "Quick question, how do you pronounce your name backwards?"

Eh, worth a shot.

Mason - Squad 4

Ah, so, Michael Banks.

Wonderful. Excellent. Perfect. Out of all the people in this lovely little musical he got the CHILDREN. Couldn't get Bert, nooooo, that would just make TOO MUCH SENSE.

Reaching over and placing a calming hand on Tyulla's head, he shooshed her with his finger and brought her attention to him. "Alright, everyone, calm down. We just need to go about this in a very calm...very precise manner. I assume. Also, five bucks it's something to do with that big walking building i saw earlier today. Unless it's just a fun little coincidence.' he pulled his sleeve up and sighed in relief when he saw the Genesis Breaker.

"Well, if I have this, I assume you all still have your stuff." he pulled the sleeve down.

Emily – Grandmother's House (Squad 3)

“Oh. Okay,” Emily blinked, almost immediately relaxing. “That's better. But I don't think Mari wants to eat him. It doesn't have to be faithful. It could be... an adaptation,” she decided, nodding to herself in satisfaction. “She doesn't have to eat him. They could just have an argument or something. Marisa. Poke him in the eye.”

It was a bit of a gamble, admittedly.

“That's a nice blue, Octavius,” she praised somewhat absentmindedly. “Maybe darker's better, though...”

I know this yellow is giving me a headache.

Practically everything was giving her a headache right now.

Tyulla – The Bank's Household (Squad 4)

The Primordial stiffened almost immediately, and huffed—an expression of both frustration and contemplation morphing onto her face as she listened to Mason's attempt at calming them. It did help, admittedly. He barely seemed surprised. She supposed she was grateful that she'd watched this thing before. If she didn't she'd have absolutely no idea what was going on. As opposed to only mostly.

“I still feel charged up,” she frowned, manifesting a rapidly swirling and crackling sphere of dark energy on the tip of her finger which promptly shrank down and vanished to who-knows-where shortly afterwards. “Could probably blow it all up. That'd be fun. A spoonful of sugar makes the extinction go quicker.”

It was hard to tell if that was suppose to be a joke or not. Though that was relatively normal with Tyulla.

“It's humiliating,” she muttered hotly as she crossed her arms and glared invisible death beams into her garments. Which she was tempted to do literally, but that would just add to her problems more than anything else. “I'm dressed like a brat, and the one I didn't like. Yes they're the same. I didn't like either of them. I want my heart suit back– oh.”

Her expression brightened as her alien armour formed around the clothing, and she flexed her fingers in the gloves with a visible sense of relief.

“Okay. Better. Carry on.”

Edited by Enirboreh on Aug 29th 2019 at 10:55:23 AM

Squad 1 - Ellie

"We can just make more tarts. It's fine." She said, waving off the concern. Though internally she was slightly delighted at being called 'majesty'. In the Abyss, such a title belonged to only one being, and it was considered a great honor to be compared to Lucifer at all. Though in Ellie's case she visualized herself overthrowing Lucifer, rather than taking a throne beneath his.

"Also, it's fine, Marky. You actually look really good in a dress." She reassured him, striding over to him and giving him a comforting hug. "Let's get out of here, okay guys? I don't know what's happening, but I'm not playing along."

"Of course Becca is Little Red Riding Hood." Mikael rolled his eyes, as Rebecca and apparently three other, differently colored Riding Hoods, burst in. And then the imp appeared, explaining the situation. "So we either play along with your stupid fairy tale, which involves me getting vored by the Big Bad Bitch, or we somehow trick you into saying... Muggarf... Muggar? Well then."

Taking a deep breath, Mikael affixed the imp with a glare.

"I choose option three. Go fuck yourself." And then, in one smooth motion, he raised his arm, summoning a rifle, aimed it at Raggum's head, and fired.

"...I still don't know who that is." Nariko said, bemused, as she stared at the nametags. "I'm afraid I'm unfamiliar with whatever story we're in. From the costumes I'd guess an old play, or some kind of period piece."

Then Mason revealed he still had his gauntlet. A quick check of her tail, wrists and ankles revealed her hidden blades were in place. Her kunai pouch was also still affixed to her thigh, though hidden under some quite silly old-fashioned underwear (which suggested someone changed her underwear without her knowledge, which slightly creeped her out). However, she didn't have her costume, or her armor.

And she was wearing shoes, which were slightly uncomfortable, though they seemed to be made for her specific foot shape, which was nice.

"It appears we did indeed retain our weapons." She quickly ran across the room and back, in a tiny fraction of a second, confirming her superhuman speed was still available to her. "And our powers, it seems. I'm not certain what our incentive to play along is, then."