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Forget all your troubles
[You wake up and instantly realize something is wrong.
There is a vague feeling of dread hanging in the air and, as comfortable as this bed is, there’s just something off about everything, even before you open your eyes. The dread only grows when you open your eyes and realize that you are in a completely unfamiliar room. One that has clearly seen better days at that.
As you explore your room, you will soon find a bedroom key resting on the dresser along with a note]
Welcome, esteemed guest, to our humble abode. We hope that you enjoy your stay in this Phantom Manor, as we expect you to stay with us for a very long time.
Feel free to make yourself at home as you enjoy what this manor has to offer, whether it’s the library, our projection room, or our famous wax museum. We’re sure you will find great joy
However, before you can get too comfortable, we ask you to please come to the portrait gallery at noon so we can discuss your stay here.
We eagerly await to meet you.
-Your Host
[The uncomfortable feeling doesn’t let up as you leave the safety of your bedroom. The manor seems old and decrepit, almost like it would fall over at the slightest breeze. Despite that, anyone who tries to escape will soon realize that the walls are unusually sturdy, and there are no doors that would seemingly lead to the outside world.
Still, at least you’re not alone in this scenario, if the other bedroom doors are any indications. Maybe there are a few more people coming out of their bedrooms too, so you have someone to talk toif you want to try to figure out what's going on. But if the 30 bios in the foyer hall are any indication, whoever has you here did not do this on accident. Whatever you’re here for, it seems like you’re here for a reason.
But hey, what’s the use of being pessimistic about this? Maybe it’s all an innocent situation… right?]
There is a vague feeling of dread hanging in the air and, as comfortable as this bed is, there’s just something off about everything, even before you open your eyes. The dread only grows when you open your eyes and realize that you are in a completely unfamiliar room. One that has clearly seen better days at that.
As you explore your room, you will soon find a bedroom key resting on the dresser along with a note]
Feel free to make yourself at home as you enjoy what this manor has to offer, whether it’s the library, our projection room, or our famous wax museum. We’re sure you will find great joy
However, before you can get too comfortable, we ask you to please come to the portrait gallery at noon so we can discuss your stay here.
We eagerly await to meet you.
-Your Host
[The uncomfortable feeling doesn’t let up as you leave the safety of your bedroom. The manor seems old and decrepit, almost like it would fall over at the slightest breeze. Despite that, anyone who tries to escape will soon realize that the walls are unusually sturdy, and there are no doors that would seemingly lead to the outside world.
Still, at least you’re not alone in this scenario, if the other bedroom doors are any indications. Maybe there are a few more people coming out of their bedrooms too, so you have someone to talk toif you want to try to figure out what's going on. But if the 30 bios in the foyer hall are any indication, whoever has you here did not do this on accident. Whatever you’re here for, it seems like you’re here for a reason.
But hey, what’s the use of being pessimistic about this? Maybe it’s all an innocent situation… right?]
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Okay, so you're from another planet. That makes sense.
I don't remember going through any sort of portal, and I doubt Mabel does either. But that could be possible.
And...this might be another planet?
[He scratches his head in thought.]
Well, I've heard of and experienced weirder things. So it could be possible.
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There's another, quicker sketch of multiple Earths and hastily numbers them. Halfway through, Lekmet decides writing might be easier to get it across, and thus writes 'd i M E n S I 0 N' with great effort.
'M u Ƨ t e s c A p E'. He's...trying his best.]
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Oh, wait, so you're from a different dimension. And this might be a different dimension too? Man, that's...crazy.
But don't worry, I'm sure we'll get out of here. Might take us a while, but we will.
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...Said portal now reminds him of a cinnamon bun.
'F a ve Fo O d?' he writes.]
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[What does that have to do with dimensional portals??? But look a food question]
Oh, uh, don't really have a favorite food. If I had to chose, though, I think it would be...candy.
[He does not name any specifics. Just candy in general.]
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'What is candy?' he scrawls on the notepad.]
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Ah!
[He licks his lips- those sounded too sweet for his taste, but good nonetheless! He then looks around, then back at Soos as if to ask,
'Do you think they have any in here?']
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I wonder if they have any here.
[And off he temporarily goes to the pantry to search for sweetness. He quickly comes back with a chocolate bar in each hand.]
You want one dude? They're pretty tasty!
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It sure is super sweet- and he'd eat a whole box of these if he could.]
Aa-aaa!
[Cue a thumbs up! and a muffled bleat as he eats.]
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[He's happy his new goat friend enjoys the chocolate. Soos takes a bite of his own.]
Mmmm! Nothing beats a nice bar of chocolate, right dude?
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['Agreed' he vocalizes, and draws a little sketch of this chocolate bar down- if-- when he gets back home or Mewni, he's going to hoard a whole bunch of these! That plan is also drawn down.
'Earth has nice food!']
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[Soos sees your drawing of food...]
...Do you think you can share some of that?
[And completely misinterprets it.]