THE MOCK WEEK

[grimgrinningghosts]

[You find yourself waking in a large dressing room, incredibly spacious, but in intense disarray. The bed is comfortable enough, and each room seems to be equipped with a working bathroom and shower, so it's at least livable. But aesthetically, the place has hit the floor.

The horrifying clock mounted on the wall reads 9 am. After enough searching, you'll find a large tourist-y map of the studio on one of the dressers. An ominous note attached to the map with a paperclip reads "12PM WAITING AREA". It's not like you have any choice in the matter, seeing as there doesn't seem to be any way out.

Upon exiting the dressing room, you note a crooked star attached to the door bearing your name. There are 24 others like this, bearing names that you may or may not recognize. A quick tour around the studio reveals it to be in a similar state of disrepair, but something doesn't sit...right with you. Though the place is certainly creepy, you get strange vibes as you explore the building. As you move about the dust-filled halls of the abandoned building, you may spot movement out of the corner of your eye, or hear strange noises from behind you. It's nothing to be worried about, though...right?

At the very least, you'll find some comfort. The projection room and attached theater still seem to be in working order, though you'll have to manually grab one of the reels off the wall and start the thing yourself. In addition, the waiting area and lounge are both filled with reading materials, and the later features a large stage and a microphone. The commissary seems to replenish itself with food whenever you take your eyes off of it, ensuring that we won't be going hungry anytime soon. There are also cabinets full of ingredients and a small kitchen should you not trust whatever your benefactor is placing out for you.

Fortunately for them, the smaller individuals amongst your party won't find a great deal of difficulty moving around. Though their beds remain oversized, there seem to be appropriately-sized staircases and escalators placed about in appropriate spots, so as to make their lives easier. After all, they can't just keep relying on the others to get up to the cabinets and such, can they?

While you're waiting to find out what the deal here is, you might as well come out and socialize.]

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[It's happened. It's finally happened. Rapunzel awakes in terror to discover she's been kidnapped, just like her mother always warned her! What will happen to her now? Is she trapped? Are they going to try to cut her hair? What if they're thugs or cannibals? Oh no, Rapunzel is not getting made into stew today! She doesn't have her trusty frying pan on her, so first things first, find a weapon! After a quick scouring of the room she settles on a candelabra, lifting it into her hands and giving it a few practice swings. Perfect. Next she slowly opens her door, wincing at the ancient creaking, and uses her hair to climb up onto the ceiling. She'll have to take care not to leave any of it trailing, dragging it all up and bundling it close to her for easy use. Final step, find an escape! Rapunzel is sneaking through the rafters looking for a way out when she finally spots them. A person! That must be her kidnapper! She's terrified, but they seem to be alone, and she's not having much luck on her own search. This could be an opportunity.Okay, okay okay okay, you can do this Rapunzel you can do this. To her poor unsuspecting victim, you may just be trying to find your own way out. You may be just as scared and confused. There's that unsettling feeling of being followed, the sound of something slipping about in the shadows of this corridor, but hasn't that been usual for the rest of the building? All of a sudden they strike! Quick as a flash, something lassos itself around your waist and drags you into the air! OH NO! What will you do?]

[tadaishi]

Huh?

[Being grabbed from above by some sort of hair monster wasn't something Tadashi was prepared to defend against. To be fair, he isn't really prepared to defend against many things, as he's only carrying around a broken chair leg. So most of his reaction consists of alternately trying to hit the other end of the lasso and trying to get it off of him.]

Let go!

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[Attempts to hit the hair monster prove ineffective, another strand of hair zips in from the other side to wrap around that chair leg and try to rip it from his hands.]

[tadaishi]

[Hair doesn't work like that, miss. And nope, he is--actually no, he'll give up his chair leg weapon in favor of reaching up to pull down as hard as he can on what he's being suspended with.]

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Hey! [Whoever the hair monster is, they sound annoyed. Rapunzel staggers forward from her position, barely catching herself, thank goodness for hair harnesses. She pulls up on the hair Tadashi has grabbed petulantly, and swings that chair leg back at his shin.] Hold still. I have questions, questions that I demand you answer.

[tadaishi]

[Ah, a female hair monster. He moves his leg to avoid the swing, but ultimately does listen to her command.]

Hey yourself. I'll answer your questions if you stop trying to hit me.

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Then hold still. Who are you?

[tadaishi]

Tadashi Hamada. I'm a student at San Fransokyo's tech institute, if that helps...

[It probably can't hurt.]

[whistlenotchirp]

[Jiminy once thought two foxes walking off with his ward was a parade, so he's not exactly the most observant guy around. He's also not the most observable guy around. Either way, his string of luck with those conditions pretty much means Jiminy soon finds his entire body tangled in a mass of blonde hair.]

Wha- oh good gosh. [Time to start struggling.] Oh sweet Christmas! Now- now stay calm Jiminy. You've avoided spider webs before. You've escaped Monstroso before. You- you can handle this with cool, rational thought.

[...]

HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELP!

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[Wait. Wait what? Did she really catch someone? She hears voices, but she doesn't see voices. Shaking out her hair??] Who's there? Show yourself!

[whistlenotchirp]

[Okay now he's switching from trying to get out to holding on for dear life.]

How can I do that when I'm hanging on the brink of a furry cliff?! Oh geez oh criminy oh good golly

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[Dragging up strands of hair to inspect???]

Don't think you can hide from me.

[whistlenotchirp]

[Hey gurl whaz up its a terrified/outraged tiny man- cricket]

Y-You put me down right now, whoever you are!

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...Oh. [It's a tiny talking bug man. Well then. Rapunzel isn't entirely sure how to react to this.] You tell me who you are first.

[whistlenotchirp]

W-what about you?!

[He tears his arm out from the hair to shake a finger angrily.]

It takes some nerve to tie up a cricket, minding his own business! I-I oughta call the police, ya little whippersnapper!

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Wh. What's a police?

[whistlenotchirp]

[...Yeah okay, that gets him to pause and stare at her in utter confusion. That's a... weird thing to say.]

You know, like, uh... they're fellas who, uh... [He twirls his hand aimlessly for a few moments before eventually letting it slump in defeat.]

Criminy, kids today are something else...

i am horrible at "fight scenes" but i had to

[pinkflip]

[Is it pathetic that the moment the hair's around her waist, Kim suddenly feels more comfortable with this whole situation? Finally, something attacks her. She sees it coming about...a split-second before it grabs, her reflexes are quick, but not quick enough.

Ah, she assumes, a hair monster, of course that's what's going on. It solves everything, ridiculous and doesn't match up with this place at all, why wouldn't it be a hair monster.

Knowing it's a hair monster fixes nothing, though, especially since Kim lets out a little reactionary shriek as it lifts her into the air. What to do here? If only she had her Blade Blaster- her power coin, not hers anymore remember Kim- to cut it, but she'll have to make due.

Kimberly pushes off the ground with one foot, and she uses the hair's momentum to her advantage. With that combined, she hopes it'll send her up to the rafters, so she's got a nimble and flexible leg outstretched, to kick!

...For good measure, she lets out a hyah.]

an epic battle for the ages!!!

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[Her hyah is met with a girly shriek and clambering to get away, Rapunzel ducks behind one of the wooden beams to restrategise.

Okay so her kidnappers know kung-fu. That's fine. The ceiling is her turf! She's got this! Rapunzel loops her hair around Kimberly's foot and takes the hair, jumping down to a lower level with it in her hand so that if she's quick enough, she can flip the girl upside down.]

H-Hold still!

[pinkflip]

[Hair monster, shrieking? Kim has but a moment to think that before she's turned upside-down, with her own super-girl shriek, to match the one the hair monster made.

...Or...not hair monster. This just kind of looks like...a girl.]

H-hey-- okay, mega-head rush. [She's very glad she has a leotard on under her sundress, because being upside-down makes it ride up and fall. With one hand, she tries to push it so it's at least out of her face. The other hand...

She's a very flexible girl. And she's spent the last few months training for international competition, the last few years defending the world. Kim takes a deep breath and folds her body up, grasping at the hair tied around her foot. She's not trying to untie it. Rather...]

Sorry 'bout this, but let go! [To pull on it. To get her to let go.]

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[The thing about the hair, there's just so much of it, and half of it is looped around beams for leverage because this isn't Rapunzel's first rodeo, that you'd have to pull much harder on an entirely different part of the hair for her to feel anything.]

Me let go? I'm the one that should be saying that! Where is this? I demand you let me out of here, you, you kidnapper.

[pinkflip]

[Oh, nothing? Kim grimaces. Hair-pulling should get something. But, uh, hold on there, she keeps pulling at the hair and twists her torso around to try and look at the girl again.]

Wha- kidnapper, I'm no kidnapper! I'm a kidnapee, goldie!

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[The girl sounds so outraged that Rapunzel almost relents, but she steels herself, it could be a trap!] A likely story! That's just the kind of trick a kidnapper would say, I'm on to you! If you're a kidnapee, where's your proof? And it's Rapunzel.

[pinkflip]

Proof? [She huffs, and lets go of the hair and just lets herself straighten out. Staying all bent up for a long period of time is annoying.] I'll give you proof, if I kidnapped you, do you really think I'd let you get the best of me so easily, or without a whole bunch of backup? Just let me down, there's been a misunderstanding!

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Maybe you're a kidnapper that got more than you bargained for. Ever think of that? I bet you thought I'd go down easy, well that shows you. [YOU DON'T SCARE ME POTENTIAL KIDNAPPER I'M IN CHARGE HERE]