WE LIKE TO PARTY

[grimgrinningghosts]

[There once were some worlds that worked so hard, there was just no time to play. But that will all changed when a weird bus pulls up one day.

Your character is going to be in the middle of whatever, at their home, on a mission, dying, whatever...when they’re approached by the giant Moron Mountain Party Bus. Approached is a strong word when it seems determined to reach your character at all costs, crashing through walls or blending in, whatever necessary.

Once the bus approaches and your character has taken notice of it, the doors open. You have three options here.

1. You can board the bus willingly, upon which the bus will close it’s doors drive/fly/dive towards it’s next pickup.
2. Be hypnotically entranced beyond your free will and dance on to the bus, thanks to the actually-hypnotic tones of ”We Like To Party” which the bus will play should you choose not to willingly board.
3. Have your character get pulled onto the bus by a giant cartoon hand that emerges from the top of it, grabbing and tossing your character on.

Once they’re on, you’ll realize the interior of the party bus is fairly luxurious. There’s a pole, a couple of drinks stashed next to one of the couches, and a disco ball. A few TV monitors hang around too, broadcasting some basketball game (but there’s a remote right there). There’s clearly someone wanting to keep you comfortable, but...who?

It’ll be of less comfort when you realize the bus doesn’t have a driver or a steering wheel, and as soon as you stepped on, all of your powers and weapons were rendered useless. It’s ominous, but hey, there’s drinks.



(ooc: Welcome to Foolish Mortals’ Non-Disney Round! You won’t arrive at Moron Mountain until the host intro log, so your bios and the locations haven’t come into play yet. If you or your character would want anything aboard the massive party bus within reason, feel free to assume it’s there, as it’s obviously pretty luxurious. The bus pick-ups happen in the following order, ICly:

1. Morty Smith
2. Boss Baby
3. Otis
4. Wabuu
5. Ginger
6. Fizzy
7. Willy Wonka
8. Coraline Jones
9. Gandhi
10. Cleo
11. The Little Girl
12. Audrey
13. Penny Poledina
14. Beth Tezuka
15. Beetle
16. Kubo
17. Spongebob Squarepants
18. Aquaman
19. Bender
20. Samurai Jack
21. Dinobot
22. Zhu Li Moon
23. Sarah Lynn
24. Bojack Horseman
25. Centipeedle
26. Dan Backslide ]

Comments

[loneleye]

...Is it not normal for everyone?

[thegreateggscape]

No.

[She might be in the minority with that.]

If it was, things would be a lot easier.

[loneleye]

I don't know about that. Magic's complicated and you have to learn how to use it responsibly or something.

[Not that he really pays much attention to the last part if he can help is.]

But how are you talking if you aren't using magic?

[thegreateggscape]

The same way you are.

[loneleye]

...Fair. Maybe the chickens where I'm from just don't have a lot to say.

[thegreateggscape]

Had you tried talking to them?

[loneleye]

Well... just paper chickens. I'm not in the village often enough to talk to the real ones.

[thegreateggscape]

Of course they're not going to talk, if they're made of paper.

[loneleye]

But the paper chickens move and they make normal chicken sounds. It makes as much sense for them to talk as it does for you to talk. No offense.

[thegreateggscape]

[She considers a retort because, yes, she did take some offense to that. But, then again, considering all this talk of curses and magic, she couldn't really fault his logic.

Instead, she finds herself revisiting something he'd mentioned earlier.]

Those chickens in the village, the real ones, do they live there?

[loneleye]

...Sort of. I mean, they're, uh... they don't live in. Human houses. Like the people do.

[He has no tact but even he doesn't want to find out how deep the rabbit hole goes if he mentions they live in chicken coops and pens.]

[thegreateggscape]

[Well of course they wouldn't, that'd be silly.]

Do they have their own? With grass, where they can go wherever they please?

[loneleye]

They have grass, I think, but, uh... otherwise they're kind of kept fenced in. So... they can't go wherever they want.

[thegreateggscape]

Oh.

[Her face falls. Of course there's fences.]

[loneleye]

I'm sorry. When I go back to the village I can let them go, if you want.

[thegreateggscape]

[That's a surprisingly kind offer, and some warmth returns to her face.]

I think they'd appreciate that.

[loneleye]

Then I'll remember it once we get back home. It's not like the people in the village can get me in trouble for it or anything.

[thegreateggscape]

I'm sure they'll thank you in my place.