[The video flashes on and shows one big blue eye blinking.] Whoa, that was cool! But how do you get that lady back?
[He flips the camera upside down and pans out a little more until the picture reveals a young boy with spiky brown hair and a strange looking Cat or dog creature bouncing excitedly behind him.]
She aid something about needing help... I guess I should of read all that stuff before...
[The Dream Eater gives a coo of agreement.]
Hm, hello? Miss...um, tiny information lady? [He shakes the mirror a bit before the Dream Eater hops up on his lap and gives the glass a lick.]
...Heh, I don't think that's how you get it to work either, Goofy. [Sora laughs.]
[He flips the camera upside down and pans out a little more until the picture reveals a young boy with spiky brown hair and a strange looking Cat or dog creature bouncing excitedly behind him.]
She aid something about needing help... I guess I should of read all that stuff before...
[The Dream Eater gives a coo of agreement.]
Hm, hello? Miss...um, tiny information lady? [He shakes the mirror a bit before the Dream Eater hops up on his lap and gives the glass a lick.]
...Heh, I don't think that's how you get it to work either, Goofy. [Sora laughs.]
[Everyone's mirrors glow at once, and the Speaker's kindly bearded face appears, just as it did when they first arrived. He beams, eyes twinkling with pleasure]
It's taken us a while to tabulate the results, but I'm here to announce the winner of the Scavenger Hunt. The winner will receive a thousand dollars - quite a prize!
[He clears his throat dramatically]
And the winner is...
[He raises his hand, and from somewhere the sound of a drum roll begins to rumble]
The Disciple!
Congratulations, dear. You can come to the government offices to claim your prize.
[OOC: Feel free to keep backtagging, of course!]
It's taken us a while to tabulate the results, but I'm here to announce the winner of the Scavenger Hunt. The winner will receive a thousand dollars - quite a prize!
[He clears his throat dramatically]
And the winner is...
[He raises his hand, and from somewhere the sound of a drum roll begins to rumble]
The Disciple!
Congratulations, dear. You can come to the government offices to claim your prize.
[OOC: Feel free to keep backtagging, of course!]
Greetiing2 Dar2tone u2er2.
System apologizes.
Greetings Darstone users.
Battleship Condescension Helmsman System would like to apologize for the inconvenience caused upon arrival.
System is working to resolve occasional errors, however, corrupt data cannot be deleted.
In the meantime, System will edit each line of code individually to prevent miscommunication on the native network.
Helmsman System is compiling navigational data before gathering visual data of Darstone and its outskirts.
If users have any geographical, meteorological, or municipal information to contribute, please input below.
( encrypted to user Yoghl )
System apologizes.
Greetings Darstone users.
Battleship Condescension Helmsman System would like to apologize for the inconvenience caused upon arrival.
System is working to resolve occasional errors, however, corrupt data cannot be deleted.
In the meantime, System will edit each line of code individually to prevent miscommunication on the native network.
Helmsman System is compiling navigational data before gathering visual data of Darstone and its outskirts.
If users have any geographical, meteorological, or municipal information to contribute, please input below.
( encrypted to user Yoghl )
[Hi, network. Meet a very unhappy teenage girl. She's not impressed by any of this at all.]
So if anyone wants to get outta here super quick you should come to me. I'm all about quests and junk, and the sooner I get back to Cake the better.
I'm Fionna, and this thing says I'm rooming with some dudes named Fran and Dolorosa. Hey, I guess.
Also, if Prince Gumball, Marshall Lee, LSP or anybody else from Ooo is here, I'd really like to know. Even if it's the Ice Queen. [A pause, then...] Actually, I really need to know if she's here. Somebody's gotta keep her from predatoring on dudes.
So if anyone wants to get outta here super quick you should come to me. I'm all about quests and junk, and the sooner I get back to Cake the better.
I'm Fionna, and this thing says I'm rooming with some dudes named Fran and Dolorosa. Hey, I guess.
Also, if Prince Gumball, Marshall Lee, LSP or anybody else from Ooo is here, I'd really like to know. Even if it's the Ice Queen. [A pause, then...] Actually, I really need to know if she's here. Somebody's gotta keep her from predatoring on dudes.
Howw vvexing.
If those in authority of this city think they can keep a troll like myself from leavving, they'vve made quite the mistake.
Wwhile I'll admit their merits in technology are impressivve at best, especially for those of a lowwer species, it isn't enough to dazzle me, nor enough to keep me complacent.
I demand to be returned to my previous location. Such an arrogant display of technological powwer being used to abduct me and then discard me wwithin the confines of this stone-tomb of a city is an unforgivvable offense.
Or rather, forgivvable on the grounds that this mistake is rectified, but I'vve my doubts that'll happen.
For those of you wwho obvviously are not familiar wwith wwho I am, wwith the sleww of the inhabitants here being that of aliens, I am Orphaner Dualscar and I am not one to be jerked around so haphazardly.
For any of you wwho've got information on howw to get back, your assistance is expected, do not keep me wwaiting. For those of you wwho havve nothing of vvalue to offer, it wwould be wwise to keep your fucking traps shut and not wwaste my precious time.
If those in authority of this city think they can keep a troll like myself from leavving, they'vve made quite the mistake.
Wwhile I'll admit their merits in technology are impressivve at best, especially for those of a lowwer species, it isn't enough to dazzle me, nor enough to keep me complacent.
I demand to be returned to my previous location. Such an arrogant display of technological powwer being used to abduct me and then discard me wwithin the confines of this stone-tomb of a city is an unforgivvable offense.
Or rather, forgivvable on the grounds that this mistake is rectified, but I'vve my doubts that'll happen.
For those of you wwho obvviously are not familiar wwith wwho I am, wwith the sleww of the inhabitants here being that of aliens, I am Orphaner Dualscar and I am not one to be jerked around so haphazardly.
For any of you wwho've got information on howw to get back, your assistance is expected, do not keep me wwaiting. For those of you wwho havve nothing of vvalue to offer, it wwould be wwise to keep your fucking traps shut and not wwaste my precious time.
( Cut for exposition )
oOo Well well well this certainly is interesting. oOo I never thOught of myself as a spacertrOll but here I am On an entirely different wOrld. oOo Name is Natkun Zavija, denterrOrist at yOur service. oOo Any Other trOlls abOut? oOo Might get a bit lOnely if I'm the Only One of my kind. oOo
oOo Retry Of that, actually. oOo
oOo I give nOthing but respect tO my hemObetters but yOu need nOt answer. oOo
oOo Maybe I'm a peculiar sOrt but I prefer my blOOd on the inside. oOo
[She writes and erases quite a few times before finding the 'voice' for this fake individual, this imaginary denterrorist, satisfying. And if any of her allies are there, hopefully they'll spot her little message in the last three sentences. The little nickname her not-so-young charge had given to her a long time ago. As she waits for messages, she inspects herself. Goodness, she hopes this doesn't stain...]
oOo Well well well this certainly is interesting. oOo I never thOught of myself as a spacertrOll but here I am On an entirely different wOrld. oOo Name is Natkun Zavija, denterrOrist at yOur service. oOo Any Other trOlls abOut? oOo Might get a bit lOnely if I'm the Only One of my kind. oOo
oOo Retry Of that, actually. oOo
oOo I give nOthing but respect tO my hemObetters but yOu need nOt answer. oOo
oOo Maybe I'm a peculiar sOrt but I prefer my blOOd on the inside. oOo
[She writes and erases quite a few times before finding the 'voice' for this fake individual, this imaginary denterrorist, satisfying. And if any of her allies are there, hopefully they'll spot her little message in the last three sentences. The little nickname her not-so-young charge had given to her a long time ago. As she waits for messages, she inspects herself. Goodness, she hopes this doesn't stain...]
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