Zaealix 2013/06/24(Mon)19:35 No. 519285 ID: d1d627
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Ooook, we could use something to turn these frowns upside down! I'm ahh, not so good with the art, but lemme try a burla with it!
Also, Nino, ever go skateboarding?

Nina & Nino 2013/06/25(Tue)21:37 No. 519507 ID: 25312f
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>>519285
Skateboarding is pretty okay. It's not my favorite, but it's cool.

Now that outfit is.... one possibility. It's very... ummm... nineties? And anyway, I can't find anything that looks like that.

JOSÉ: You see anything you like?

NINO: It's no good, José. I'm usually the best shopper I know. I can put together an outfit in ten seconds flat! But... I just can't concentrate right now.

JOSÉ: I understand, Amigo. You're going through some rough patch right now. But you know what? I am here to help! José, he fix you up good!

NINO: Really?

JOSÉ: Yes!

He looks through the rack and pulls out a white, high-collared shirt, a yellow jacket, a black bow tie, and a yellow hat with a black band... It's very nice, actually...

...Wait a second...

NINO: José! You forgot pants!

JOSÉ: Pants? Oh... Oh! Right... I forgot... humans like to wear those. Sincerest apologies, amigo!

He goes back to the racks and adds a nice pair of grey, pinstripe pants.

JOSÉ: Now, you will be the talk of the town wherever you go! You will be one sharp man, Amigo!

NINO: ....Come to think of it... that outfit looks a lot like yours!

JOSÉ: Oh? Well... It is a good look, don't you think?

NINO: Yes, but... We can't both dress the same. It'd look kinda weird.

JOSÉ: The same? But Amigo, you are wearing pants! Different enough, yes?

NINO: ....Sure.

We go the the register, but.... awww, crap!

NINO: José, I don't have any money. The money's all in Nina's backpack!

JOSÉ: You don't need money when you're with Zé Carioca. I am all over your back, Amigo.

NINO: Wha-? Really!?

JOSÉ: Yes... it's the least I could do.

NINO: Thanks!

He checks out and I get dressed right there in the middle of the store. Yeah, I know, totally weird. I mean, I don't really mind being in public in my underwear, but it just feels nice to have a real set of clothes on again.

And José was right! This IS one sharp-looking outfit!

NINO: José, you're awesome!

JOSÉ: Thanks, Amigo. Now that you are clothed, we should maybe go look for that statue piece!

NINO: So... where do you think it is?

JOSÉ: It is hard to describe.

NINO: What's that supposed to mean?

JOSÉ: This world is... tricky. It's like... there's the world that make sense, and the world that does not. And they are connected. The connection is fuzzy, now... but you can sort of float on top.

NINO: What... What does that even mean? Dude, I'm totally lost.

JOSÉ: Let me show you. We go back to my cafe, alright?

I wonder if this has something to do with the multiverse? Ah, well... Maybe I'll ask Nina about it when she's feeling better. I think she knows a lot more about this crazy junk than I do.

José leads me back to his cafe, and reaches through the window, pulling out a large bottle and a glass.

JOSÉ: Pull up a chair! Get comfy! I tell you, this will be fun.

NINO: Wait... is that booze?

JOSÉ: Cachaça, Amigo! If only Donald were not busy, I would ask him to join us! That duck... he is a party devil!

NINO: Cachaça? Brazilian rum?

JOSÉ: In America, they call it this.

NINO: Alright.... Sooo... How is this supposed to help me find the statue piece? I mean, I definitely wanna party with you once we get it, but... shouldn't we, I dunno... save the world first?

JOSÉ: My friend, you are not paying attention! This is how you're going to save the world! You need to float on top of the world that makes no sense. It makes a kind of sense when you have the right inspiration, yes?

NINO: Well... if you say so, I trust you!

Man, I love this bird! I get to save the world by boozing it up? How great is this?

He pours me a glass, and one for himself.

JOSÉ: Saúde!

We chug our glasses, and....

HOLY FUCK!

It's... whoa, this is spicy! I don't... this doesn't taste like the Brazilian rum I'm used to!

Jose's just sipping it calmly, kinda tapping out a samba rhythm with his foot... Ohhhh yeah, that's my jaaaaammmm.....

And then there's like... whoa, this is blowing my mind, it's like.... there's these like shadow people right and... and they're playing these crazy instruments....

JOSÉ: Just go with it! The rhythm of the samba, Amigo!

Yeah... Yeah! I get into the beat and dance... It's like the world's fading away and I'm in this crazy fucking place with colors and shadows and... and...

DUDE THERE IT IS!

The statue piece! It's the legs, just... floating there.

I THINK I'M TRIPPIN' BALLS MAN!

JOSÉ: Amigo! Do you see it?

NINO: Yeeeesssss.....

JOSÉ: Grab it!

I reach out, and my fingers curl around the statue's legs. I got it!

NINO: Got it! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

JOSÉ: Very good! Now.... come back!

He snaps his fingers, and I'm slumped in my chair on the sidewalk in front of the cafe again. The shadow people are gone.... Awww, man! So is my buzz! But... I still have the statue!

JOSÉ: I knew it!

NINO: What the hell was that?

JOSÉ: A little gap.

NINO: Huh?

JOSÉ: You'll see. I think you're going to see very, very soon.

NINO: I have to go tell Nina I got the piece!

JOSÉ: Wait, Amigo... Maybe you shouldn't disturb her.

NINO: I... I guess you're right.

JOSÉ: It's getting late... Wanna finish off the rest of the Cachaça? We could go out somewhere... Give your friend some space?

NINO: I guess that sounds like a good idea... She's probably not ready to get the last piece yet, anyway. And won't she be surprised I found the thingy on my own? Maybe it'll help cheer her up.

JOSÉ: I hope so, Amigo. Now drink up!

>>519261
NINO: Wait... Can we pick up some umbrellas while we're out?

JOSE: Umbrellas?

NINO: The... the head-voices? They want Nina and I to have some. Like yours, in case...

JOSE: Oh! Alright, we'll pick some up.

NINO: Thanks, Jose. Wait... you're not freaked out by the whole head-voices thing?

JOSE: Freak out? Nah... Donald tells me all about it. Something to do with helping you save the world, it's good.

NINO: Oh... alright...

I guess he knows you guys? That's pretty cool. Well... I'm gonna get drunk. I think that's the only acceptable way to end a day that's gone like today's gone. Talk to you guys tomorrow!

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>>519256
Chill? CHILL? What... Are you serious? You want me to CHILL? I feel like this is a bigger problem than not being able to shoot as well anymore.

First you tell me to use the Transference spell and get my face all buggered up, and now you're telling me to CHILL?

>>519257
But... I guess you have a point. I really did save his life, didn't I? That's definitely a good thing. I don't know what I would have done if he'd died. I mean, I know I could manage on my own. But I don't think I would have been able to live with myself if I could have done something and just stood there....

>>519281
You're right. It won't happen again. We'll be more careful next time.

Look... I'm sorry if I was very cross. I... I used some very harsh language, and I'm sorry. I'm rather ashamed, really. But... I hope you'll forgive me. I'm... I'm in sort of a bad way right now.

It isn't about the scars... not really. I mean, the wounds hurt now, but I'm sure they'll heal. They'll never be pretty, but I don't care much for "pretty" anyway.

It's just... everything looks wrong. My depth perception's completely gone. How will I fly? How am I going to be able to help anyone when I feel so helpless myself?

But... you know what? Yes, we'll go see Jumba. He's... a little mad, certainly. And I have my doubts that he actually understands human anatomy enough to put my face back the way it was. But maybe he'll be able to put my eye right, and that's all that matters, right?

NINA: Donald? Are you there?

DONALD: I'm right here, Nina.

NINA: I think... I think I'm going to be alright.

DONALD: That's good.

NINA: I... What's that sound? It sounds like... Nino? Singing? Badly?

DONALD: Yeah... let me check...

He goes to the window, and starts laughing.

NINA: What's happening?

DONALD: They're getting the statue piece.

NINA: By singing? In the middle of the street? What's happening? Describe it to me!

DONALD: Hmm... no.

NINA: What!?

DONALD: How does your face feel?

NINA: Better.... Wrong, still, but better. It doesn't.... It doesn't hurt as much.

DONALD: How about your legs?

NINA: Nothing's wrong with my legs!

DONALD: Exactly! Come on, out of bed. Take a look at this! It's worth it!

I pull myself to my feet. Donald grabs me to stop me from falling over. The ground looked a bit farther away.....

DONALD: Come on, you can do it.

I steady myself and walk to the window. There's Nino... sitting in a chair, rocking back and forth, singing some sort of nonsense. José's dancing around like some sort of loon... And I think they’re wearing the same outfit?

NINA: Are they....?

DONALD: Drunk off their asses? You bet!

NINA: Oh, my...

I can't condone this sort of behavior. Nino really should know better! We need to focus on...

WHAT?

He just... reached into the air and pulled out the statue piece.

I don't... How?

DONALD: Good old Joe. I told you he knew what he was doing.

NINA: I guess you were right.

DONALD: Hey, Nina?

NINA: Hmm?

DONALD: Everything's going to be just fine.

NINA: Should we head on to the next piece?

DONALD: José and Nino probably won't be back until tomorrow. Yup, it looks like they're headed to a club.

NINA: Ughhh...

DONALD: Besides, you should take the night off. The two of us can have our own little party, right here! We don't need them.

NINA: I... I don't party.

DONALD: I usually don't either. Joe and Panchito, though.... It's infectious!

NINA: Panchito?

DONALD: Oh, you'll meet him some other time. Probably pretty soon. He's even crazier than Joe!

NINA: Oh, joy....

DONALD: But that's later. Tomorrow, we'll all have plenty of work to do. You and Nino will head to the Pampas, and Joe and I have some business to take care of somewhere else.

NINA: You're leaving?

DONALD: I'm sure you'll see us again real soon.

NINA: ....Oh.

DONALD: Tonight, though, let's have some fun!

NINA: Fun?

DONALD: I'm sure Joe's got some snacks in the icebox, and I brought a deck of cards. We could listen to the radio... It'll be fun!

NINA: Yeah... That actually sounds... pretty nice.

Tomorrow's another day. But, for tonight? I think a quiet night in is the best medicine.

But I can't help but worry about that horseman. Especially since I probably can't shoot, and I'm probably not going to be able to fly, either.

Any advice?

hrrrm...Remind me again, the limits of that Ring/travelling spell of yours?
It's a wild thought, but maybe you could like, bounce about, teleporting to say, somewhere behind you, away from the monster, or teleport back to the earlier spot to avoid trouble?
Or, we could focus on that shield spell, and casting it on Nino. Transferrance is a final resort, and flying's only good for two at a time, so it's going to be useful to learn to ply your defensive options.
I think you could probably manage the flying as is, with a bit of practice to adjust, maybe even the shooting as well, but another option might be to just stick to spells from a distance, and trying not to draw too much attention to yourself, sneaky-like.

[Nina]
>Look... I'm sorry if I was very cross. I... I used some very harsh language, and I'm sorry. I'm rather ashamed, really.
You were terribly injured because you tried to help someone and you trusted our guess and hope that you would be okay. You lost an eye. Don't apologize. You have every right to react the way you did.

...and for what it's worth I've read studies that letting lose some harsh language when you need to actually helps with pain.

Hang with Donald, and we'll deal with tomorrow's problems when we find them.

Nina & Nino 2013/06/26(Wed)19:16 No. 519687 ID: 25312f
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>>519575
I suppose that's one way of looking at it. It's just... I don't normally do things like that.

But yes, I definitely intend to relax tonight. Donald and I gave up on the radio after a few minutes. The music was quite good, but all of the programs were in Portuguese.

We played a bit of cribbage. I was sort of surprised that he knew how to play, but he says you don't get to be as old as he is without picking up a few things. I wonder how old he is? He doesn't seem like an old man, but... I believe he fought in World War II. I suppose time passes differently, here.

We made sandwiches and had a lovely time, and eventually I fell asleep.

I woke up to a knock on the door.

NINO: Nina? Nina, are you awake?

NINA: Well, I am now!

NINO: Can I come in?

NINA: Yes, I'm decent.

He opened the door slowly and stood there in the doorway, looking sort of awkward.

NINA: Are you alright?

NINO: Hey, I should be asking you that.

NINA: Oh... I'm actually doing quite well. Donald and I had a lovely time last night. Did you and José have fun?

NINO: Oh, yeah! We went clubbing, danced some samba... It was a pretty cool night. But...

NINA: Hmm?

NINO: Well... I dunno, I just wasn't as much in the mood for it I guess. I was kinda... I dunno.... I was just worried about how you were doing.

She looks surprised. Why would she think I don't worry about her?

NINA: Well... I'm alright.

NINO: ....Does it hurt?

NINA: A little. But it's feeling better, already.

NINO: Look, I just... It's just.... Thanks. You know, for... For saving my life and all. It's kind of a big deal, and if it weren't for me being the biggest dumbass ever, you wouldn't have gotten hurt. So, sorry. And thanks... again. Uhhh... yeah.

NINA: You weren't being thick. You and Jose killed almost all of those creatures! It was quite brave, actually.

NINO: Still... you got really hurt because of me. You didn't have to do that.

NINA: Yes, I did. You nearly died. Do you expect me to save the multiverse on my own? Donald's friends want us to work together, and I can't have you dying on me. Besides, I've kind of gotten used to having you around.

NINO: Yeah... I guess you're right. Anyway, Jose said that he and Donald have to go soon. Any idea what that's all about?

NINA: Not really.

NINO: José was saying all this junk about a "world that doesn't make sense" and how it should be connected to this one, but the connection's gone kinda derp. You're smart and stuff, what's he talking about?

NINA: I'm sorry, I really don't have any idea. Donald didn't really say much about it.

NINO: Well, apparently we'll find out "pretty soon."

NINA: Do you think it has anything to do with Panchito?

NINO: Who's that?

NINA: No idea. A mate of Donald's and Jose's, I think. Donald said we'd meet him "pretty soon," too.

NINO: Well then, I guess that's when we'll find out what's going on.

NINA: I guess so.

NINO: So... if they're going to go do whatever the hell they're gonna go do, I guess we should get a move on, too?

NINA: Probably.

>>519550
Well, I can travel anywhere. I just have to tell it where I want to go. It's really best for long-distance travel, though... But I suppose, in theory, I could use it the way you suggested.

NINA: Oh, Nino, the head-voices said...

NINO: You need to build your defensive skills, but you could probably learn to fly and shoot again?

NINA: Exactly.

NINO: Yeah, I heard that part. They're not bad at filtering messages between the two of us, but I know I pick up a lot of chatter meant for you. I still can't believe that one voice told you to "chill."

NINA: Yes... But we resolved it. It's really okay.

NINO: Oh, speaking of the head-voices....

I rummage through my bag and pull out.... a rubber chicken? No.... A banana creme pie? No.... A banana peel? Ewww, definitely not... My big hammer? Come on!

NINA: What are you doing?

NINO: You'll see!

...An apple? Hmmm... That does sound pretty tasty right about now... NO! YES, here we are! An umbrella, a nice green one.

NINA: An umbrella?

NINO: For you! José bought it, but I picked it out. I have one, too, but it's still in the bag. It matches your outfit, see?

NINA: Thanks, Nino.

NINO: Well, it was the head-voices' idea...

NINA: I know.

Just then, Donald and José enter the room.

DONALD: Alright, you guys. We're heading out. You should probably go, too.

JOSÉ: We'll see you soon. Save this world, alright? Only one more pieces, then straight to the big mountain!

NINA: We have to go to the mountain?

JOSÉ: Yes... and put the statue back. It's the core, yes?

DONALD: José...

JOSÉ: Don't they know about the...?

DONALD: No. It's stupid, but Mickey would kill me, and everyone else would help. Even Daisy!

JOSÉ: Very cruel. But how...?

DONALD: We're leaving it up to the Storyteller.

JOSÉ: Oh, I love that man! He is so good at words. You are in good hands, amigos.

NINA: What?

NINO: Are we... missing something here?

DONALD: Nope. Not missing a thing. And if you were missing anything, which you aren't, I'm sure you'd find out really, really soon.

JOSÉ: Goodbye, Senhorita! Goodbye, Amigo! I will see you both soon!

DONALD: And when you get the the Pampas, keep an eye out for the cowboy. He's supposed to be helping you, if he can figure out how to help himself first.

NINA: Cowboy? As in, a man on a horse?

DONALD: Yeah... He wants it to be a surprise, the big palooka, or I'd just tell you who it is. He'll probably be the one acting like a big idiot and screwing everything up.

NINO: Wow, you must really hate this guy.

DONALD: What!? He's one of my best friends! But he's not too sharp.

NINO: Wait! Is it...?

DONALD: Yeah, probably.

NINA: I'm so confused... My vision said there would be a dangerous horseman, and that he has the statue piece...

NINO: Didn't your vision also say the head was at the bottom of the lake? And that we can't trust José?

NINA: ....Point taken.

DONALD: He's dangerous, alright. But only to himself... most of the time. Good luck, guys!

NINA: Alright, Nino.... let's go. Ring, take us to the Argentinian Pampas.

WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

Whoa... it's so flat. There's like, barely any trees.

NINO: Nina! Hey, look! It's the cowboy!

In the distance, I see a figure on a horse. It just looks so ominous... And it's the same one from my vision...

....I guess my vision was wrong, but I still don't feel comfortable about this.

NINO: We should go talk to him!

NINA: Maybe we should.... approach cautiously? I'm... I'm worried....

NINO: You worry too much! Come on, I gotta see if I guessed right about who it is!

NINA: Who do you think it is?

NINO: Can't tell! You gotta guess yourself!

NINA: It could be anyone!

NINO: Yeah... but it isn't. And I think I know who it is.

NINA: WHO IS IT?

NINO: I'm not telling.

NINA: You're infuriating!

NINO: Haha! Now that's more like it!

NINA: ....Huh?

NINO: You're back to normal, Nina!

NINA: I.... I guess you're right. Look... can we just leave this up to the head-voices?

NINO: Sure, sure. But I think they know I'm right. And I think they know who that guy is.

NINA: Unless they still agree with me. And it's been known to happen.

NINO: Oh, you are ON, girlfriend!

Aww, you guys!

It's probably that guy that Donald and Jose were talking about.

Nina & Nino 2013/06/27(Thu)17:15 No. 519897 ID: 25312f
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>>519727
I suppose you might be right....

That Panchito guy? Maybe... But that's not what I think!

NINO: Good, it's decided! We go talk to him!

NINA: What? They never gave a proper answer! That doesn't count.

NINO: Nope nope nope! They totally sided with me.

NINA: Believe what you want. But... If it's Donald's friend, maybe we should just go talk to him.

NINO: That's the spirit, come on!

Nino actually starts running toward the horseman! I'd better follow him, to keep him out of trouble.

We get closer and closer the distant figure.... It's...

Goofy?

GOOFY: Howdy, partners!

NINO: I knew it I knew it I KNEW IT!

NINA: What? How? I don't understand...

NINO: Donald basically came out and told us! You just weren't paying attention, Nina!

GOOFY: He told you? Gawrsh, I told him not to! I thought I'd surprise you, I...

Goofy's eyes come to rest on my face, and his eyes widen, his mouth dropping open.

GOOFY: Gawrsh, Nina... What happened?

NINA: We had a run-in with some corrupted toucans. They were apparently made of acid.

GOOFY: I'm awful sorry to hear it. I can't believe something like that happened! Mickey isn't going to be happy about this, either. We're worried enough about you all so as it is! Sorting out these worlds is awful dangerous.

NINO: Yeah, it kind of is. Hey... you're dressed kind of weird for a cowboy.

GOOFY: Huh?

NINO: Donald told us to look for the cowboy.

GOOFY: Oh! I'm a gaucho. It's like a South American cowboy.

NINO: Oh, okay.

NINA: Goofy? Since when are you a cowboy... er, gaucho?

GOOFY: Gawrsh, I can do all kinds of stuff! Sometimes I'm a gaucho, or an athlete, or a pirate, or an athlete, or a caveman, or an athlete, or a businessman, or...

NINA: Or an athlete?

GOOFY: Say! You're good! How'd you know that's what I was gonna say?

NINA: Lucky guess, I suppose.

GOOFY: Good, we need all the luck we can get!

NINO: Why? What are we doing out here?

GOOFY: Catchin' an ostrich.

NINA: An ostrich? But, Goofy, there aren't any ostriches in South America.

GOOFY: Well... it's an Argentinian ostrich. It's called an ob-bay-truce. Boy, that's a mouthful!

NINO: Avestruz?

GOOFY: Gawrsh! Did I pronunciate it wrong?

NINO: Goofy... that's just Spanish for ostrich.

NINA: And ostriches live in Africa.

GOOFY: Oh. Well... it's some kind of bird. It's tall and it runs pretty quick. I've been tryin' to catch that critter all day! But I don't know where it went.

NINA: Goofy... how is catching a bird supposed to help us get the last piece of the statue and save the world?

GOOFY: The bird's got it around its neck. I saw it!

NINO: Weird.

NINA: And how are we supposed to find one bird on the Pampas? It's kind of a large area.

GOOFY: Uhhhh... I don't know.

a Bird?
...The Road runner? We're gonna need a sign, and some birdseed, if that's what we're looking for.
Actually, swapping out the sign for some sort of rudimentary box*stick trap (get box, put birdseed underneath, and prop it up with a stick. Tie string to top of stick, when bird goes under the box? Pull the string, the stick falls, and you have your bird!

Wrong universe, dodo.

>>519897
Fly around. You can see more from above. The area isn't a dense forest or anything, so you should find it eventually.

>>520011
Hum. Flying is kind of difficult with no depth perception, though.

Why don't we start where he last saw it? Maybe there are tracks or something.

Nina & Nino 2013/06/28(Fri)17:19 No. 520104 ID: 25312f
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>>519900
Road Runner? ROAD RUNNER!? I fucking hate that guy! He thinks he's so cool with that stupid "meep meep" thing he does, but he's such a jackass! He just runs around, knocking shit down, knocking people over, causing traffic congestion....

If he's followed me all the way into another universe just to be a pain in my ass, I swear I WILL catch him and pluck ALL of his feathers out. And if that smug-ass rabbit doesn't like it, he can kiss my ass!

GOOFY: Nino, are you okay?

NINA: You just look sort of... intense...

NINO: Huh? Oh, yeah, I'm fine... But we've gotta catch that bird.

>>520017
NINA: Goofy, when did you see the bird last?

GOOFY: Hmmm... a few hours ago. It runs by sometimes. I'm sure it'll be back soon.

NINO: Let's set a trap for it! I'll need a box, and some birdseed, and...

NINA: Where are we supposed to get any of those things?

NINO: ....Good point. But then, how do we catch it?

GOOFY: I've got bolas!

NINO: Lol what?

GOOFY: These!

He pulls a device out of his pocket, consisting of three heavy, leather-covered metal balls, attached to one another by rope.

NINO: Ohhhh, okay.... I thought... Never mind.

GOOFY: You throw 'em, and they tangle up the bird's feet. It's fun! But it's hard.

NINA: So... you're going to use that to catch it?

GOOFY: Yup! Let's eat while we wait! I'm starving!

Wow... so am I. I didn't even notice! That's super weird! But we didn't really have anything to eat yesterday, and nothing yet today! That's, like, nowhere near enough food! I'm surprised I'm not dead by now! I usually hate having an empty stomach. I guess there's just been too much excitement to worry about food.

Goofy pulls wood seemingly out of nowhere, and starts a fire. Before I know what's happening, he's roasting huge chunks of meat over it.

NINA: Where did you get all this?

GOOFY: I come prepared!

NINA: Yes, but... you don't even have any bags or anything...

GOOFY: Hmmm... I don't know. I just do it.

NINO: Nina, you just don't get it. Goofy's a toon! He can do anything!

NINA: Isn't that what you are? Why don't you just make random food for us out of nothing, then?

NINO: Well... I'm not really a toon. Just a very toon-ish human. It's... complicated.

GOOFY: Eat up!

He hands us rolls of bread and chunks of meat.

GOOFY: Do you have knives?

NINO: No.

NINA: Yes.

NINO: Huh? Where did you get a knife?

NINA: I bought one in Prydain while you were... umm... occupied.

NINO: Oh, right! Cool!

Goofy hands me a knife.

GOOFY: You can keep that if you want. It's good for cutting food! But be careful... It's not fun to eat.

NINA: What?

GOOFY: It's a real long story.

We dig into the delicious, tender meat. We don't eat for long, though, before Nino puts his fingers to his lips and points past my head. He whispers so quietly, I can hardly hear him.

NINO: Look behind you...

I turn my head to the left to make full use of what little peripheral vision I have. Standing there, scratching the ground, is a large, brown bird with the final statue piece tied around its neck.

NINO: That isn't the Road Runner....

NINA: What are you talking about?

NINO: Never mind. Goofy, do you see that?

GOOFY: Yup... Just let me....

Slowly, carefully, Goofy pulls the bolas out of his pocket. He stands up, throws them, and....

GOOFY: Yuk yuk yuk! I got it!

The bird is lying on the ground, the weights tied to its ankles.

NINA: Good work, Goofy!

What the hell's going on? The ball-thingies unwrap around the bird and come sailing back into Goofy's hand. The bird, like, floats back onto its feet. This is soooo trippy!

GOOFY: Gawrsh... I hate it when that happens.

NINO: What's happening?

GOOFY: Rewinding. That means it's time for....

Goofy's voice becomes distorted, and I can see every muscle in his face moving as he opens his mouth to say, very slowly:

GOOFY: The sloooooow moooootiooon caaaaammmerrrraaaaa....

NINA: Whhhaaaaaaat?

Oh no! I can't move, at least, not very fast...

NINO: Whhaaaaat's haaaapppennnning?

GOOFY: Weeeee haaaaavvve toooooo caaaaatchhhh thaaaaaaat biiiiirrrrd..... Liiiiike thiiiiiissss....

Now how the hell are we gonna do THAT!?

Toons can't do anything. They can do anything as long as it's funny. Or convenient to the plot. Anyway SLOOOOOW MOOOOOTION REPLAAAAY

Slow-mo?
[Nina] I don't suppose you're familiar with magic that messes with time? This I suppose you could think of as something like that. Just over the area, sorta?
Anyhow...I wanna try something fun. Could you summon your Shield around that bird? I'm thinking doing that might effectively trap it in place, unless I forgot something about how it works.

[Nino] Good question! I see...A number of options. You could knock Goofy there to the bird via Hammer. Some sort of slide like you did earlier with the toucans. The general gist of it, is that you do something that'd let you go faster!

>>520104
Oh just turn it into a frog.

>>520146

Do you have any IDEA how hard it is to lasso a frog??

>>520169
Frogs are pretty slow, we can just catch it. In slow motion. While it hops around and slips out of our fingers.

It'll be HILARIOUS.

Nina & Nino 2013/06/29(Sat)19:52 No. 520344 ID: 25312f
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>>520108
Time magic? I don't have anything like that. But I can use my shield spell! I'll trap it in with us!

NINA: I cast this circle to protect this sacred space!

I can feel a power rippling through my body, and without thinking, I thrust my hands into the air. A soft, shimmering pink curtain spreads from my fingers, creating a huge bubble with me in the center. I feel rooted to the spot--if I move, the entire thing collapses.

The bird runs in slow motion toward the curtain, but bounces off. It's hard!

NINO: Whooooaaa.... thaaaat'sss ssooooo preeeeeettyyyyy.....

NINA: Doooo soooomethiiiing..... I caaaaan't mooooooovvvve.....

>>520146
NINO: Caaaaan't yooooouuuu turrrrrn iiit iiiintoooo aaaa frooooog?

NINA: Leeeettt'ssss seeee.....

I keep one hand raised, and slowly lower the other towards the bird, still falling towards the ground after bouncing off of the inside of the shield.

NINA: Eeeeenoooough oooofff yooooouuuuu....

Slowly, blue lightning trickles out of my fingers, hitting the bird, which slowly turns into a frog.

NINO: Woooooooooooooooooo!

NINA: Geeeeeet thaaaaaat froooooog.....


This is the coolest thing ever! Nina looks like some kinda wizards or something! So boss!

But now it's my turn... Hmmm... Going through my bag would probably be an even bigger pain in the ass in slo-mo than it normally is. I wonder if I could just grab it?

I slowly jog towards the frog... it's like running under water, or on the moon! This is SO COOL!

GOOFY: Hyuuuuuuk hyuuuuk hyuuuuk....

[color]Laughter even counts in slo-mo! I spin my legs like a whirlwind under me, which usually makes me really fast.... but, because we're in slo-mo, I just trip over my feet. I slide slowly along the dirt, kicking up a dust-storm...

>>520172
...And land right next to the frog! I grab at it, and it slips slowly between my fingers. I just can't get a good grip on it![/color]

NINA: Dooooo yoooouuu haaaaave iiiit?

NINO: Iiiiii doooooon't knooooow.... iiiiit's sliiiiiperrrrrryyyyy....

NINA: Dooooo sooooomethiiiiiiing....

NINO: Buuuuut Iiiiiii caaaaaaaan't.....

Hahahha!

Keep grabbing at it, Nino!

Stuff your bag over it!

Nina & Nino 2013/07/13(Sat)20:29 No. 524365 ID: e2e554
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>>520393
I pull my bag off of my back and throw it over the frog, scooping it up.

NINO: Iiiii diiiiid iitttt!

GOOFY: Greeeeaaaaat jooooob, Nino! Hey, look! The slow-motion thingy turned off!

NINA: What... what was that?

GOOFY: Just a thing that happens to me sometimes.

NINA: Oh... alright.

I walk towards Nino, and the shield comes down.

NINA: So, the frog's in your bag?

NINO: Yup!

NINA: Can you get it out? I sort of need to change it back if we're ever going to get that statue piece.

NINO: Well... I'll try...

I reach into my bag and pull out... the frog! Wow! I did it on my first try!

It tries to slip away, but I've got a good grip on it.

NINA: Hold it tight, now... Come here, bird!

A pink mist pours out of Nina's palm and wraps around the frog.

WHOA! Just like that, I'm sitting on the ostrich, my arms around its neck.

NINA: Grab the statue piece! Now!

I pull the string that holds the piece around the bird's neck and it falls to the ground. The bird bucks me off and runs away, leaving the final piece of the statue behind.

NINO: We did it!

GOOFY: Great!

I pull the other pieces out of my backpack, and all four begin to glow. They float towards one another, and snap together.

GOOFY: Gawrsh!

NINO: Whooo! We saved the world!

NINA: But... I don't hear the vault door sound.

NINO: Hmm... Yeah, me neither.

GOOFY: Well, you're not done yet! You still gotta put the statue back.

NINO: Awww, man... José did say something about that, didn't he?

NINA: Yes. Something to do with a "core?"

GOOFY: Hey! You're not supposed to know that yet!

NINA: What does it mean, Goofy?

GOOFY: Gawrsh, Nina, I wish I could tell you, but.... Mickey would be real sore with me. Besides, the Storyteller can tell you a lot better than I could!

NINO: So... when you say we have to "put the statue back," you mean...?

GOOFY: Back where it came from! That mountain thingy!

NINA: Mount Aconcagua?

GOOFY: Yup!

NINA: And just how are we going to do that?

NINO: Won't the storms make it really dangerous?

NINA: And it isn't a journey that can be made on foot. That is a high mountain, in the middle of a large range. And where on the mountain are we supposed to put it?

GOOFY: If I remember correctly, I think it goes in the mouth. The mouth isn't normally open, but now it is. And I guess you gotta get that statue into the mouth, back where it belongs!

NINO: That sounds scary!

GOOFY: Yup. But you've done scary stuff before, right? I'm sure you'll think of something!

Goofy seems pretty easy to fool. See if you can get him to spill some more secrets, without letting on that you're totally leading him on.

I dunno uh, "Mickey told us what was happening to these worlds. What do you think about it?"

>>524365
...I don't suppose we could just teleport there, could we?

[nina]
You could teleport there, maybe use the broom to fly up and drop it in bomberstyle...I'd PERSONALLY like to get a look around/not do the drop thing, but if we can't walk, and storms make flying tough, we might not have a choice in the matter...
[Nino]
Hrm. Wonder how much of a burla would you need to hammer-launch that thing into the mountain's mouth...Probably varies on the range, but could be an alternate method to what I just said to Nina.

Nina & Nino 2013/07/14(Sun)18:51 No. 524551 ID: e2e554
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>>524375
NINA: You know, Goofy, Mickey already told us what was going on.

NINO: Yeah! So we know about as much as you do, now.

NINA: What do you think about all of this?

GOOFY: Hmm... I think you two are trying to trick me.

NINA: Trick you? Why would we do that, Goofy?

GOOFY: To get information outta me. Well, it's not gonna work.

NINO: But, Goofy! Mickey said it was okay!

GOOFY: Mickey never would-a said that. I know he didn't tell you anything, because he ain't ready yet. If he were ready, I'd of heard about it before you. He doesn't wanna talk about it yet, 'cuz it's all wrapped up in the bargain that... Nope nope nope, I said I wasn't gonna say nothing, and I ain't gonna say nothing.

NINA: Bargain? What bargain?

GOOFY: I can't say!

NINO: But who made a bargain, and for what?

GOOFY: Now, I told you, I CAN'T SAY! Now, I'm sorry I had to holler, but... You two tried to trick me, and now you're trying to make me say things that I shouldn't. You've already heard too much, and you're just going to have to wait to find out anything else. I'm sure the Storyteller will call you soon, and then you'll know all sorts of stuff. But for right now, you're just gonna have to trust Mickey and Donald and the girls and me. We've been doing this for a real long time, and we know what we're doing.

NINA: Doing what?

GOOFY: Keepin' this multiverse together. I've been here since 1932, and Mickey and Minnie are even older than I am. Then Donald showed up, and we were all like one big happy family. Daisy joined us later, and then we got to be a real team. But you don't live that long without... without some bad stuff happening. We've all lost things... people... Now look, I don't like this. I don't like gettin' this serious. You've managed to get me kinda... upset. But I've seen a lot of bad things happen, and Mickey.... Well, he's been hurting for a real long time. And I can understand why he doesn't want to talk about it.

NINO: Goofy... We didn't know...

NINA: We still don't know.

GOOFY: And it's gonna have to stay that way for now. I have to meet up with Mickey and the girls, so I'll see you later.

Without so much as a backwards glance, Goofy jumps onto his horse.

GOOFY: Giddy-up, Pingo!

They ride off, and we watch them until they disappear into the horizon.

NINO: So... that was weird. Did you know Goofy could get like that?

NINA: No... But I guess I don't really know him that well, yet.

NINO: Good point. Think we're in for any more surprises like that?

NINA: From the things he said... I think that that was only the tip of the iceberg, Nino.

>>524390
NINO: Let's go to the mountain, Nina! The quicker we save this world, the quicker we'll figure out what's going on around here!

NINA: Alright. Hold on. Ring, take us to Mount Aconcagua!

We sail over the South American landscape... It's SOOOOO pretty, and the sparkly colors just add to it! This really is the only way to travel!

We land on a patch of rock covered in snow. I'm FREEZING! There's a huge blizzard going on, and I can't barely see anything! Lightning crashes all around, and the thunder is super-loud. I'm not afraid of thunder or anything... but it's making the rocks shake. It's kinda awful.

Dude, I think I can see clouds, though, if I look down far enough. The air's thin and kind of hard to breathe... I think we might be on the TOP of the mountain.

NINA: So... I guess we're on the summit.

NINO: Yep. Looks like it.

NINA: Can you see the face from up here?

NINO: No... Can you?

NINA: No. How are we going to get to it? We don't even know what side of the mountain it's on, or which we're facing!

>>524407
NINA: I think.... I might have to fly.

NINO: Can you? I mean, it's bad enough with this crazy storm and all, but... I mean.... You know...

NINA: I know.

NINO: So... What are we going to do?

NINA: I might not have a choice, Nino!

NINO: Well, then... Maybe I should come with you? Throw the statue in the mouth when we find it?

NINA: So, let me get this straight. There's a huge storm and I have no depth perception, and you want to fly on the back of my broomstick with me?

NINO: Maybe it would be easier with both of us?

NINA: No! It would be even more dangerous! Do you know how hard it is to fly under NORMAL conditions with two people on a broomstick?

NINO: Uhhh... No... But, from the tone of your voice, I'm gonna say.... Pretty hard.

NINA: Yes. It is extremely difficult.

NINO: Well, we have to do SOMETHING!

Ok then! New plan! You guys figure out where the mountain's mouth is, and toss the statue down from the ground as best you can.
I'm not sure how well this might work, but Nina, would it work to cast a shield around yourself to shut out the storm, and fly about that way? if the shield moves as you do, then it should be a way to shut out harsh environments in general...
As far as Nino ideas...I got nothing, sorry man.

Well you learned 4 things, first that this has been going on since 1930, and second that they made some sort of devil's bargain, third that they are actually keeping the multiverse together, and fourth that Goofy has lost someone very dear to him probably to this vile influence, and Mickey too.

Don't worry Goofy bounces back he always does (he's a blubbering wreck now you know)

Nina & Nino 2013/07/15(Mon)18:39 No. 524771 ID: e2e554
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>>524556
The shield doesn't move with me, it requires me to remain stationary. If I move, the shield is broken. So I'm not entirely sure how well that plan would work out.

NINA: We should head to ground level.

NINO: If you're sure...

NINA: It's the best suggestion the head-voices have come up with.

NINO: Fine. Can I do this one?

NINA: ...Alright.

I hold onto Nino's shoulder.

NINO: Hair, take us to the base of Mount Aconcagua!

Sparkles, colors, etc. etc... and we're down the mountain! But.... Ugh, I'm not sure this was a great idea. It's raining like a bitch down here, and that thunder's even louder.

NINA: Can you see the mouth?

NINO: No, I... Wait a second... Yes! There it is! Look straight up!

I follow Nino's finger with my eye, all the way up the side of the mountain. Very high and far away, near the clouds, is an angry face with an open mouth.

NINO: So... I don't think we can throw it in.

NINA: Can't we just try?

NINO: Okay, give the statue here.

She pulls the statue out of her backpack and hands it to me. This thing isn't that heavy, but this is a really, really stupid idea.

NINO: Now, watch.

I throw it as hard as I can and, surprise surprise! It goes up about ten feet, smacks into the side of the mountain, and rolls back down. Wow, that was soooo cool. Not.

NINA: Huh.

NINO: What, were you expecting something different to happen?

NINA: Well... I guess I kind of thought that... I don't know, maybe something magical would happen if you threw the statue toward the mouth.

NINO: Yeah, well... It didn't.

NINA: Nothing ventured, nothing gained.

NINO: Well, then what are we supposed to do?

Hrm...What if you could just warp INTO the mountain face itself?
If it doesn't work I wouldn't be surprised, but if it does it should provide a simple solution to this issue.
The next idea is somehow using the flying broom to aid a climb up the mountain, but again, storm's an issue.
Beyond that...I've no real idea, unless you two have a way to affix yourselves to something, like crampons or something? Not sure if I've got the word right, but the idea is like, a tentspike with rope attached, that you tie to yourself to avoid getting blown off the mountain.
Trouble is, what I DO know of mountaineering isn't much, and also pretty much says the wise thing to do is bunker down till the storm passes, but this one won't, I think...
Best idea I have, is find a REALLY long rope, tie it to nino, and while Nina hunkers down with the shield spell, Nino climbs the mountain...This is based on the idea that if Nino falls, he can sorta bounce his way down? Really hoping one of the others have a good idea on this, because bouncing Nino's the best I got.

Hey, hang on. There are toon planes in this world. Could one of them fly us in there? It seems too dangerous to use the broom.

>>524780

Yeah, let's teleport into solid rock hoping that there will be an air space there.

>>524782

It's a bit late to call Launchpad, but I hear he's never made a fatal landing!

Nina & Nino 2013/07/18(Thu)19:40 No. 525432 ID: 2ae1fb
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>>524782
NINO: Pedro's family?

NINA: Wow... with all that's happened, I almost completely forgot about how we first got to this world.

NINO: Let's go get 'em!

NINA: Do you think they'll be able to make it through this storm?

NINO: Dunno... But do you have any other suggestions?

NINA: ...I guess not. Ring, take us to the Santiago airfield!

It's weird, but I think I'm starting to get used to teleportation. Anyway, we're back in front of Pedro's family's hangars, and the weather isn't so bad. It's late afternoon and a cloudy day... but I can still see the storms near the mountains.

Before we have time to do anything, Pedro's father rolls out of his hangar. He's perfect! He's certainly the largest and strongest member of the family, and I'm sure he can carry us back to the mountain.

PAPÁ: The two of you are back? Have you done what needed to be done?

NINA: Not quite yet. We were actually hoping for your help.

PAPÁ: My help? But what could I possibly do?

I pull the completed statue out of my backpack.

NINA: We assembled all the pieces of the statue, but we have to return it to the mountain.

PAPÁ: Mount Aconcagua? You expect me to fly to the most feared mountain in the Uspallata Pass in terrible storms? You don't understand what you're asking.

NINA: I know it's going to be dangerous. But... the fate of the world is at stake. Danger's just... a normal part of the job, I suppose.

We make eye contact, and his eyes widen in fear. I don't understand...

Goodness... What must I look like to someone like him?

PAPÁ: Your face... you have been through danger yourself, perhaps? You did not look so.... when I saw you last.

Nina doesn't say anything for a while.... This is super-awkward.

NINO: Yeah, well... She got those scars saving my life. Of course it's dangerous, but... think of everyone we're gonna save!

PAPÁ: But... I have a family.

NINO: And they're all gonna be in danger if you don't help us!

Wow... is that really Nino? He looks so determined. I didn't even know he was capable of being so serious...

The large plane sighs.

PAPÁ: Very well. You have convinced me. Just... let me say good-bye. Just in case.

He rolls into his wife's hangar, and I can hear them screaming at each other in Spanish. Pedro rolls out of his hangar and follows them, and they fall silent. Suddenly, after a long, tense moment, all three of them roll out: the mother mournful, the child terrified, the father determined.

PAPÁ: I am ready.

NINA: Alright.

NINO: No se preocupe. Él estará a salvo. Te lo prometo.

I have no idea what Nino just said, but Pedro smiles, and his mother nods seriously. The two of them roll silently into her hangar.

PAPÁ: Is that a promise you can keep, young ones?

NINA: What did he promise?

NINO: It is. I swear it.

Oh, dear... I don't like the sound of that.

NINA: It isn't like you to be so serious, Nino...

NINO: I know.

I'm not letting Pedro grow up without a father. It won't happen. Not if I have anything to say about it.

PAPÁ: So... I can fly to the mountain in under an hour. The storms may make navigation... tricky.

NINA: This is awkward, but... do you have a cockpit?

PAPÁ: Yes... Is that an insult of some sort?

NINA: Well... can we get inside?

PAPÁ: I don't understand what you're talking about!

NINO: Well... how are we supposed to ride in you if we can't get inside?

PAPÁ: Humans... are weird. Maybe airplanes are different where you two are from, but... my cockpit is where my brain is. It would be very difficult to... "ride in me," as you say, without hurting me greatly. How would you like if someone were to open a hole in you and climb inside?

NINA: But that doesn't make any sense!

NINO: Sorry, Nina. Toon rules. Sometimes, toons have really really weird bodies. I guess he's got a body with bones and guts just like anything else.

NINA: But then... how are we going to go to the mountain with you?

PAPÁ: It's dangerous, but I thought you knew that.

He seems to kneel on his wheels slightly, tilting one wing towards the ground as a ramp.

No! He wants us to sit on top of him!

NINA: You can't be serious.

NINO: We could die!

PAPÁ: And so could I. There is no other way. You asked for my help; I am giving it to you. If you are not willing to accept, then...

NINA: No! We accept!

PAPÁ: Good. Hop on!

This is the single stupidest thing I have ever done in my entire life.

Oh, jeez, I hope we don't die! And yet... part of me thinks this could actually be kinda fun... Can't tell Nina, though, she'd freak!

We climb up the large mail plane's wing and straddle his back like some sort of gigantic horse. This is so improper... a lady always rides side-saddle! But... I suppose most ladies don’t have to ride on the TOPS of airplanes.

NINA: What are we supposed to hold on to? Your back is so smooth!

NINO: I've got it!

I reach into my bag and pull out... a banana peel? No. My rubber chicken? Still no. A banana creme pie? Nope. My big hammer? Definitely not. My umbrella? No!

NINA: Nino...

NINO: I know, I know! I'm really trying!

YES! Here it is!

NINA: Oh, of all the ridiculous...

NINO: My inflatable bra! You, uhh... you don't mind wearing this, right, Sir?

PAPÁ: That is a woman's garment!

NINO: Never stopped me! Besides, our lives depend on it.

PAPÁ: Well... fine.

Nino awkwardly stretches the bra over what I can only assume is the plane's chest. Wow, that is a stretchy bra! I... I can't believe I just thought that. Oh, goodness... Can this get any more ridiculous?

He grabs the straps and tightens his legs around the plane.

NINO: Now we're ready! Nina, you can grab my back, okay?

NINA: This is hardly safe.

NINO: But it's better than nothing!

NINA: True.

PAPÁ: Prepare for take-off!

All at once, all of the massive plane's propellers begin to spin. He rolls quickly up a ramp, and takes off! The ground retreats quickly, until the hangars look like toys...

This isn't too different from riding my broomstick, actually. Except that I'm not in control. Which, really, makes all the difference.

This is horrifying. But sort of exhilarating, I suppose.

WHEEEE! This IS fun! I was right!

PAPÁ: Hold on tight... We're about to enter the Uspallata Pass...

I can feel the raindrops hit me before he finishes speaking. Within two minutes, we're caught in a torrential downpour. The turbulence is rather disturbing, and I can hear lightning crashing.

Lightning? Oh, no! We're riding a huge, metal construct through the sky!

PAPÁ: I'm going to try to fly above the storm!

We fly higher and higher, approaching the cloud-cover...

A bolt of lightning blinds me for a second, but it missed us.

PAPÁ: That was close!

The strikes continue farther away, and we finally penetrate the thick, black clouds.

PAPÁ: Visibility is down...

NINA: Are we almost there?

PAPÁ: I think. Just let me get through this cloud....

NINO: Watch out!

PAPÁ: Dios mio!

Fuck a mountain oh shit oh shit! It just jumped out of nowhere!

PAPÁ: I can't stop! No time to turn!

NINA: If we hit it, we're going down!

We have to think fast, or we're all going to die!

>>525432
Two options: Teleport up higher, or shield spell.

Nina & Nino 2013/07/19(Fri)12:29 No. 525544 ID: 2ae1fb
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>>525438
I don't know if there's time, but I'll try!

I reach around Nino to use my ring, and grab the plane with my legs.

NINA: Ring, take us above the mountains in the Uspallata Pass!

AAARGH! We're not gonna make it! I--

Whoa... Nina did it! A split second before we hit the mountain, everything goes all trippy, and we're suddenly high above the mountain that almost killed us!

NINO: Great job, Nina!

NINA: Do you see Mount Aconcagua from here?

PAPA: It's over there... That face... It is like looking into the face of madness. All mail planes are taught to fear it from childhood... But now, with the mouth open... It's like all of our worst nightmares come to life.

NINO: Well, we're going in!

PAPA: But to get close to the mountain is... certain death.

NINA: Actually... We're above the clouds. The turbulence isn't too bad up here.

PAPA: ....You're right. I'm going in.

We fly towards the face of the mountain, and the gigantic plane begins to slow down.

PAPA: Throw it in! Throw it in now, and we can all go home!

I take the statue out of my backpack, and... Nino grabs it from me?

NINO: Sorry, Nina... My depth perception is a little better.

NINA: I guess you're right.

As quick as I can, I chuck the statue right into the mouth! After a moment, everything begins to shake. WHOA! The mouth on the mountain is closing! It looks so stern... but not angry anymore. The second the mouth closes, I hear that sound, like a big old vault-thingy closing!

NINO: Nina, we did it!

NINA: We did.

PAPA: I don't know what just happened... But I'm ready to go home.

The clouds disperse, and the storm stops unnaturally fast. The sun is shining all across the Uspallata Pass. It really is beautiful.

Before too long, our plane touches back down in Chile. Nino takes that stupid bra off of him, though I must admit, I believe it might have kept us alive. The plane's family greet him with hugs and tears.

NINO: Nina?

NINA: Hmmm?

NINO: What do we do now?

NINA: Well, one of the head-voices suggested paying Jumba a visit...

NINO: What's a Jumba?

NINA: You'll see.

NINO: Also, I'm hungry.

NINA: Yes, so am I. I suppose we should wait for their lead. There may be other things that they'd like us to do before heading to the next world, as well.

NINO: As long as they tell us to go somewhere with lots of free food, I'm happy.

Uh, well, we could see Jumba if you want a cool cybernetic eye, but I'm not sure we have much to pay him with now. An alternative is to visit the Black Cauldron world and find a magical healer that can restore your face. Up to you.

I think it might be better to stop off somewhere in this world to get something to eat, first. Sample the local flavor!

Food? Hrrm...Best thing I can think of I guess would be going to see Lilo &Stitch, I suppose?
And there Nino can meet Dr. Jumba, which will be rather...Interesting I think...

Joe probably has some food, but remember to be careful about what he has to drink.

At some point we should see what happens if we try to use the shield spell in midair. Maybe while slowly flying on a broom?

Nina & Nino 2013/07/20(Sat)12:15 No. 525798 ID: 2ae1fb
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>>525546
NINO: Ooh! Why don't we go back to the lady in Prydain who fixed the burn on your arm? It looked like the same kind of thing...

NINA: Yes, that sounds like a good idea... But do you remember how much that potion cost?

NINO: Umm... I remember! Ten gold coins!

NINA: Yes, and how many gold coins do we have?

NINO: Errr... seven?

NINA: Exactly.

NINO: Oh.

>>525550
NINO: So... are we gonna go raid José's fridge?

NINA: It sounds like a good idea to me. I'm sure he would understand. Ring, take us to José Carioca's café in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil!

Suddenly, we're standing on the street in front of José's café, but all of the lights are off. There's a sign on the door.

NINO: Fechado?

NINA: What does that mean?

NINO: Old-fashioned? I don't understand... Oh, right! He speaks Portuguese, not Spanish!

NINA: So... what does it mean?

NINO: Well, I don't know... But since it's on a locked door to a café with all the lights off... I'm guessing it means "closed."

NINA: ...That would make sense, wouldn't it?

NINO: Jeez, and I thought YOU were the smart one!

NINA: I... Grrr! Can I just try something out?

NINO: Oh, you want to cast the shield-spell in mid-air?

NINA: Exactly.

I mount my broom. I haven't done this in so long...

NINA: Lackipo nikrif scrumpet leech!

I wobble in the air a few feet above the pavement.

NINA: Alright. So... I cast this circle to protect this sacred space!

The pink bubble comes out of my hand and surrounds my body completely. I move forward a bit... and it disperses.

NINA: So it works in mid-air...

NINO: But only if you don't move.

NINA: Looks like it.

NINO: Well THAT'S not terribly useful!

NINA: ....I know.

NINO: So... if we can't get into José's place, where are we gonna get free food?

>>525548
NINA: Nani's house, I guess.

NINO: What's a Nani?

NINA: ...You'll see. Ring, take us to Nani Pelekai's home, on the island of Kauai, Hawaii.

We're going to HAWAII!? Dude, that's AWESOME! We're gonna have so much fun!

Once again, I'm in Nani's kitchen. Nani, Lilo, Stitch, David, Jumba, and Pleakley are all sitting around the table, eating. They all look up at once.

NANI: Nina?

The room falls silent. Why is this so awkward? They know me... Oh, right!

NINA: Oh, umm, hello everyone! This is Nino. He's helping me save other worlds. Nino, this is Nani, and that's Lilo, Stitch, David, Jumba, and Pleakley. I'm sorry to burst in here like this, especially at dinner-time, but...

NANI: Oh, hello... Nino. Nina, are you... alright?

NINA: Hmm? Oh... Oh! Yes... Well, no... But I suppose I'm as alright as I can be.

NANI: It's just... your... umm... I mean, I know it must be dangerous, to save the world all the time, but... I mean, last time you were here, you just had a twisted ankle. Now...

LILO: Wow, Nina! I think what Nani's trying to say is your face looks cool! It's like, you were in some kinda big industrial accident or something, and you've gotta wear a mask and kidnap singers and stuff! And everyone thinks you're a monster or something, but we know that your goodness-level is SUPER high, right Stitch?

STITCH: Ih.

NANI: .....Lilo. Go to your room. Please.

LILO: But I was just trying to...

NANI: No. Leave. Now.

LILO: Fine... C'mon, Stitch.

The girl and her alien leave the room, and everyone watches us very carefully.

NINA: Actually... my face is sort of the reason I'm here.

JUMBA: I was thinking just that! I was looking and thinking, "you know, Nina could really use some modifications. Her depth perception must be incredibly reduced." Tell me I am wrong?

NINA: No, you're right. And it's making it difficult to do the things I have to do. I don't have anything to pay you with this time, but...

JUMBA: Ah, ah! Don't be saying anything. The thing from last time? Wonderful! Enough to pay for anything you like.

NINA: Really?

JUMBA: Yes... Heh heh heh... Earth contraband very fascinating.

PLEAKLEY: Contraband!? What have you been doing? And what are you going to do to Nina? You want to turn her into some kind of monster? Are you really sure you want Jumba anywhere near your face?

NINA: Well... He fixed my ankle, and my rib. I trust him.

PLEAKLEY: You hear that? She trusts you! You'd better do a good job!

JUMBA: I will be as gentle as baby-earth-sheep. Now let us go to the lab. Everyone else... just finish delicious home-cooked meal.

PLEAKLEY: But yours will get cold!

JUMBA: Friend of Nina's will eat.

NINO: Score!

Free food! I knew it! Nina's friends are so COOL! And those two dudes are TOTALLY aliens, like REAL aliens! AND we're in a tropical paradise, and Nina's about to get her eye fixed! I don't think today could go any better!

While Nino wolfs down Jumba's leftover meatloaf, I follow Jumba into his lab.

JUMBA: Alright... hmmm... to be fixing eye is very, very tricky. But it is challenge! Just the sort of challenge evil genius needs to stay practiced. I'll have you fixed in no time! Please, be laying down on the table. You know this drill.

The restraints grab me the moment I sit down. Jumba flicks the same switch as before, and blue gas fills the room again.

A moment later, I open my eye.... eyes, and Jumba's standing over me. He looks like someone debating whether or not a jug of milk has turned.

NINA: Umm... Jumba? What is that look for? I have two eyes again, right? I feel like I do.

JUMBA: Yes, well... You want first good news? Or bad news?

Bad news I guess.

(Does the good news involve having some sort of beam attack?)

>>525798
Yeah I figured something like this would happen. You can expect any repairs done by Jumba to have complications, I expect.

As for which to hear first, well that depends on if the worry about the bad news would be worse than hearing it. Oh heck, it's probably not that bad. Let's go with good news then bad news.

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>>525799
>>525800
Well... that doesn't help me make a decision. So, I suppose it doesn't matter which I choose.

NINA: What's the good news?

JUMBA: Surgery was very successful! Just take a look around!

Wow... I hadn't noticed before, but... everything looks amazing. I don't really know anything about this high-definition thing that people talk about, but this is what I imagine it looks like. Everything's so crisp and clear, and I can see tiny details that I couldn't see before. My vision is not only restored, but it's better than I ever could have imagined!

JUMBA: And that is not all!

He reaches a huge paw out to me, and touches the side of my face. That's... strange. It feels sort of numb. There's a clicking sound, and suddenly, the room turns strange colors, with Jumba nearly white, and various other items in the room glowing different colors.

JUMBA: Infrared! And...

He turns off the lights in the room, and then touches my face again. Everything glows green, but I can see the room in perfect detail.

JUMBA: Night-vision! And...

He turns the lights back on and holds a box in front of me. He touches my face yet again, and I can see the outlines of several strange items shining through the box.

JUMBA: X-Ray! Oh, and one more thing.

He stands behind me and touches my face again, this time, sliding his fingers over the strangely numb part. What!? It's like looking through a telescope, and suddenly things on the far side of the room look as though they're right in front of me!

JUMBA: Zoom! Is wonderful, right? Now you are seeing like a genetic experiment sees. No regular creature has ever done this before! My best work! I really am an evil genius!

NINA: Thank you, Jumba. This is probably going to be quite useful... But how do I use the special features? And... uhh... what's the bad news?

JUMBA: Well...

He goes to a table and picks up a mirror and hands it to me.

I... I'm not even sure what I'm looking at. My scars are still there, except for my missing eye. That's been replaced with this sort of tough, leathery skin and this huge, black eye... It's actually very creepy. There are these tubes, and a little control-panel-thing on my temple.

JUMBA: I considered giving 626 three eyes for a while, for best possible vision. Didn't work. Was not handsome enough. But I had the extra eye, and knew it would work well for you! But... no, is not terribly attractive. And your tiny human brain does not know how to use the eye's extra features, so I had to give you cyborg control panel. Is very awkward-looking. But not fragile! Will last through almost anything! I am not good judge of beauty of Earth female, Nina, but... this might be best work I have ever done technologically, but.... I'm going to be blunt... is very ugly.

NINA: Well.... I've never really cared about... about being beautiful. I never was, before. And if I'm not now, then... I guess it isn't a loss. Besides, I can see so much better than I ever dreamed I could. Jumba, this is... This is wonderful, thank you.

JUMBA: You are satisfied?

NINA: Yes. I am definitely satisfied.

JUMBA: I am happy to help! I am glad you appreciate the work of brilliant scientist!

Well... I guess I should go get Nino, now. I wonder what he'll think of my eye. I wonder why Gran will think of it. I don't mind that it isn't very attractive... But it's just so... unnatural.

Oh, well. What's done is done, right? Any other preparations that Nino and I ought to make before heading to the next world?

Jeez, Nina's been in Jumba's lab for a really, really long time! It's been cool getting to know her friends, though. I hope she's okay.

Well that's pretty cool. I suggest you start wearing some sunglasses or something. Otherwise you are likely to provoke some shocked reactions.

Oh, and is there nothing to be done about the scarring?

suggest he builds clone-o-mat. just take some skin cells and make a whole bunch more then he can just remove the damaged ones and put in the grown fixed ones.

>>526340
Try wearing an eyepatch. X-ray and possibly IR should still function even through a layer or two of fabric.

[Nino]
Nina's now offically a Cyborg Witch. I think that says all that need be said.

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>>526384
WHAT!? What the hell did I miss? That sounds so COOL! I have GOT to see this!

>>526376
>>526367
NINA: Jumba, is there anything you can do about these scars? Maybe clone some skin cells and...

JUMBA: No, no cloning. Even for evil genius like myself, cloning is very risky. And expensive. Sorry, not possible.

NINA: So, there's nothing you can do?

JUMBA: Hmm... No, I don't think so. Only solutions I can think of would look much worse. Better to just have scars.

You know, that apothecary in Prydain could probably heal them... But we couldn't afford another potion like the one I took before.

I'm also not entirely sure sunglasses would cover this eye... It's sort of large, and it's a bit lower on my face than a normal eye should be.

>>526378
An eye-patch, on the other hand, would probably work. It does seem a shame, though, to cover this eye so soon after getting it. It makes everything look so clear and beautiful...

NINA: Jumba, I hate to have to cover up your handiwork, it is wonderful. But as you said, it's sort of... homely. So, maybe I should have an eye-patch or something?

JUMBA: Well... I went as pirate to costume party last month. You can have old eye-patch!

NINA: Thanks, Jumba!

He goes to a drawer and pulls out an eye-patch with a very long strap.

JUMBA: Strap is adjustable, and patch should be large enough to cover new eye! Covers two of mine.

He's right. It's perfect! I put it on. So, if that's all that needs to be done, I suppose I'll get Nino and we'll head on to the next world.

I head back out to the kitchen, where Nino is sitting with Nani and Pleakley.

PLEAKLEY: What's the eye-patch for? Oh, no! Don't tell me... he turned you into some sort of monster, didn't he?

NANI: Did he... did he fix your eye?

NINA: He did. It's wonderful, really.

NANI: But what's that on the side of your head?

Oh. I guess the eye-patch doesn't really hide the wires or the control panel.

NINA: Well, it sort of helps the eye work. It has a lot of different settings. I can zoom, see infrared... all sorts of things.

Nani closes her eyes and shakes her head.

NANI: Sounds... strange. But hopefully it helps you.

NINA: I think it will.

PLEAKLEY: Yeah, well, if I were you, I still would have given him a piece of my mind.

NINO: Can I see it, Nina? It sounds really, really cool!

NINA: Yes, I'll show you later, Nino. But for right now, we need to get to the next world that needs us.

NANI: You know we'll still be here, if you need anything.

NINA: Thanks, Nani.

NANI: Bye, you two. Take care.

PLEAKLEY: And don't lose any more pieces! I'd hate to see what awful things Jumba would do to you!

NINA: We'll try to be careful.

NINO: Bye!

We link hands, and I use my ring with no direction.

Whoa... why is it so dark in here? There's no lights anywhere in the room. It does feel like we're inside, though. But... I can't help but get the feeling that this world is even better than the last one! It's like... the power of a laughing crowd is flowing through my veins. I feel like a freakin' super-hero! This is gonna be good...

Suddenly, a big spotlight shines from the ceiling. Right in front of us is a big box covered in stamps and blue ribbon. There's a little card attached to it. I bend down and read it. Huh, it's in Spanish!

NINA: Well, what does it say?

NINO: "Felicitations to Nina Bradley and Nino Johnson, from their friends in Latin America."

NINA: Wait... That's funny. I can read it, too.

Whoa... the text kinda shimmered, and now it's in English. This is really strange.

Suddenly, the light expands, and we can see where we are. It's a room, like I said. All the walls are pink, and the floor is sort of orange-ish. But they all blend together, so I can't even tell exactly how big the room is. There are no doors, and no windows.

NINO: Are we trapped in here?

NINA: I think so, Nino. But... I think we're supposed to open the parcel.

We tear the paper off of the enormous parcel, and inside, there's a present.

NINO: A present for us? Open it, open it!

NINA: Alright, just give me a moment...

We tear off the ribbon, and inside, there are other presents.

NINO: Which one should we open first?

Before I can answer, a tiny pink bird with wild red hair and a blue-and-white striped shirt jumps out of the box.

NINO: Aww, he's kinda cute! Hi, little fella!

The tiny bird looks up at Nino, grinning. I... really don't like the look of that thing.

Suddenly, it jumps into the air and screams loudly, before running all over the strangely-surreal walls of the room, singing a strange, nonsense song.

NINO: I like this guy!

NINA: Well, I think he's obnoxious. And sort of creepy.

The bird dives into the box and pulls out a cute little pink present with a green ribbon. It pulls the ribbon, and the box falls open, revealing a camera and a canister of film. It grins again and waves, and then runs... nowhere? It seems to have vanished completely into thin air.

NINO: What's happening?

The canister of film begins to rattle, and then explodes into a vinegar-smelling black powder.

Suddenly, standing in the center of the room are two horrific forms: a giant penguin with a stove for a body, and a mean-looking donkey with huge wings. The donkey flies around the room at a break-neck pace, and the penguin puffs smoke from its beak.

NINO: Do we... have to fight those?

NINA: I think so, Nino. You know that smell.

The penguin steps forward and blows a jet of flame above our heads, while the donkey flies above us, as if preparing to swoop down at any second.

>>527509
Turn the donkey into a frog, shoot the penguin in the head. Nino should be able to just stomp the frog... but last time we killed these things they exploded into acid. Might want to be more careful this time.

>>527509
Nina: Remove your eyepatch. Frog one, shoot the other.
Nino: Finish off whichever one Nina frogs. Try not to get acid on you again.

Nino should get something from his bag and throw it into the penguin's mouth. By toon logic, plugging its fire breath will most likely make it explode.

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>>527515
>>527544
I pull off my eye-patch and raise my hand toward the donkey.

NINA: Enough of you!

I missed! He's too fast!

Meanwhile, Nino's digging through his bag.

>>527548
Let's see.... I pull out... My umbrella!

I throw it at the penguin, and it pops open in mid-air, clogging the penguin's mouth. Smokes starts pouring out of its nostrils and the pipe-thingy on its back. It starts flailing around and inflating...

NINA: What on earth?

NINO: She's gonna blow!

In a ball of fire, the penguin explodes! Nino's umbrella wasn't even damaged! It just... floats back and lands in his hand!

NINA: That was brilliant!

NINO: Shoot the donkey, Nina!

The donkey did a barrel roll to avoid the fireball that came out of the penguin. I aim my rifle, and...

Yes! I shot it right through one of the wings! It falls to the ground, unable to fly. This eye really has done wonders for my marksmanship.

NINA: Now! Enough of you!

Blue lightning shoots from my fingers, transforming the injured donkey into a frog.

NINO: Allow me!

NINA: Be careful!

I stomp the shit out of that frog! Frog guts EVERYWHERE! I think it's dead!

NINA: Well, that was.... strange.

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NINO: Jeez, I wonder what else is in the box?

Suddenly, the box begins to glow, and a samba rhythm pours out of it.

NINA: Oh, no...

NINO: Get ready to fight!

Smoke seems to be coming out of a small, green-and-yellow striped parcel. The parcel jumps, by itself, out of the larger one, and crawls toward us.

NINA: What sort of a world is this, anyway?

NINO: A hilarious one! Well... hilarious and dangerous, but that sort of goes without saying.

It hops around in front of us, as if begging to be opened, the samba music becoming louder and more festive.

NINO: It doesn't smell like vinegar.

NINA: You're right...

NINO: The smoke kinda smells like.... José's cigars.

NINA: Wait... are you suggesting José could be inside this box?

NINO: Sounds about right. This is a Toon world, Nina, I can tell! And that means... Anything could happen!

NINA: Oh... joy.

Before I can say anything, Nino takes the ribbon off of the box. Inside is a book marked "Brasil."

NINO: Looks harmless enough, right?

Suddenly, the book pops open, and there's a tiny pop-up stage on the page it opened to. Hey, it's José and Donald! Donald looks serious, but José's dancing around and playing his umbrella like a guitar! And they're both teensy-tiny! Like little ants!

DONALD: No time to explain! We have to get to Bahia, fast!

JOSÉ: Ahhh... Bahia... The most beautiful....

DONALD: I said no time! Do the thing!

JOSÉ: Oh... right!

Suddenly, José.... splits himself into several tiny Josés? And they make a big stack of Josés? And the one on top... pulls out a hammer? And beats Nino over the head!?

NINA: Nino!

He... shrunk?

NINO: It doesn't hurt! I'm fine!

Okay, it's official... this is my favorite world we've been to. José hits Nina with his magic hammer, too, and now she's tiny like the rest of us.

JOSÉ: Should we take the train?

DONALD: No time! Just skip to page 20!

JOSÉ: Skip? Do you not love the beautiful forest? The enchanting.....?

DONALD: NO TIME! SKIP TO PAGE 20!

José grabs the pages of the pop-up book and turns a bunch of them.

JOSÉ: Have it your way! You are, as they say, a twig-in-the-dirt. Here! Page 20 is Bahia!

NINA: But... but that's a state in Brazil.

JOSÉ: Yes. And this is a book of Brazil, no? And page 20 is Bahia!

NINA: I don't...

DONALD: We don't have time for this! Yayá is in trouble!

NINA: Yayá?

JOSÉ: The most beautiful woman in all of Bahia. She sells cookies. Also, she's got a magic power!

NINA: ....What?

NINO: Just go with it! Let's save her!

The pop-up book reveals a lovely city with beautiful buildings. I hear a woman scream. She's surrounded by several men... no, creatures. There's about ten of them. They're dressed the way you'd expect of Brazilian men in the 1940s... but they remind me of the men who kidnapped Dumbo.

We step into the book, and it's as if we are actually in the city. I don't think the men have seen us yet. Donald's wielding José's hammer, and José has.... his umbrella?

JOSÉ: Get ready, amigos.

You know what? I think I really hate this world.

[Nina]
Nice! Ok, that bad-luck curse of yours, could you hit the guys with it without getting the woman?
And once you do that, it's shooting time! Might wanna get on your broom for safety and focus on protecting the woman.
[Nino]
I've got an idea for you, dunno how safe it is as a warning but, think you could bounce around on their heads and distract them?
[all]
General plan here is Nina takes to the skies and rains down the pain, Nino, Donald and Jose carefully engage, but ready to bounce away whenever Nina fires. Those elemental shots are probably fairly dangerous!

Firing into a crowd containing someone you don't want to kill seems kind of risky. Try starting with the ones closer to the edges of the group to draw their attention.

If we're protecting the woman, the shield spell would be best.

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>>528171
NINA: Creepy men, your lives will become as sour as vinegar! Lackipo nikrif scrumpet leech!

I take to the skies and raise my rifle. I take out three of the men with three perfect shots, and their bodies crumple into black powder. I think they've spotted me, though, and are all running to avoid me, running behind Yaya to prevent me from shooting. I shoot my last three bullets, but they miss, too. I still have one lightning and one fire bullet in my ammo box, but those are dangerous, and they are the last of my ammo. Hopefully the others can take out the other seven without needing me to resort to using them!

NINO: Good shooting, Nina!

NINA: Don't just stand there! Fight!

NINO: Oh! Right!

Donald and José are already fighting with the men. Donald smashes two of the men with José's hammer. Jose tries to stab one with his umbrella, but the man picks him up by the scruff of his neck and tosses him through the window of the nearest building. He leans his head out of the window and calls to Yayá in Portuguese. Man, that's a weird-sounding language.

JOSÉ: Yaya! Você não está indefesa! Luta!

YAYÁ: Como? Eu nunca lutei antes!

JOSÉ: Sua magia! Use a sua magia!

YAYÁ: Vou tentar...

She raises her hands toward the lamp on the wall of the nearest building and begins to dance. Suddenly, the lamp starts to dance with her, and sprouts a happy face. It sees the men and its smile turns into a big scary frown. The lamp begins to glow and hits the closest man. He goes all electric-y and falls into the dude behind him, and they all get electrocuted in a big chain, blowing up into black dust! Ewww... now everything smells like vinegar...

YAYÁ: Eu fiz isso! Eu fiz isso!

JOSÉ: Isso foi incrível! Bom trabalho!

José jumps out of the window, opening his umbrella to float down safely.

JOSÉ: For someone who has never fought before in her life, Yaya really kicked the butt!

Yaya smiles.

YAYÁ: Obrigado! Tenha algumas quindines. Eu os fiz sozinho!

She pulls a box out of... somewhere, full of little round cakes. They certainly don't look like biscuits, but I suppose it's a Brazilian thing. She gives one to each of us, then waves and walks away, down the street, humming a song to herself.

NINO: These are really good!

JOSÉ: Yes. Yayá's cookies are the best. Donald used to have quite a thing for her...

DONALD: Hey! Shut up! That was a really long time ago... Daisy wasn't even around yet! Besides, we don't have time! We still have to open Panchito's present.

NINA: So, we're going to meet your friend Panchito?

JOSÉ: Yes. There's a problem over in Mexico City, and he needs our help.

We walk a few steps down the street, and we're suddenly outside of the book. The immense parcel looms above us.

NINA: We're so small! How are we going to open the last present?

JOSÉ: It is very simple.

He poses dramatically, and a spotlight appears above his head.

JOSÉ: Nada nesta manga... Nada nesta manga...

He dances around a bit, then blows into his finger, regaining his normal size.

NINO: Huh! I think I can do that... Nada nesta manga, nada nesta manga!

Suddenly, Nino's his normal size as well.

NINA: Let me try. Nada nesta manga! Nada nesta manga!

I blow on my finger... but nothing happens.

DONALD: Don't worry. I'm not good at this, either.

NINA: I don't understand... isn't that a spell? Why doesn't it work for me?

JOSÉ: It's just a little black magic!

NINO: I think it's a Toon thing, Nina.

NINA: Well, I'm sick of Toon things! A little help, please?

José grabs mine and Donald's hands, and pushes our indexes fingers into our mouths. Donald blows on his, and begins to grow, so I follow suit. Sure enough, we're soon all our right, proper sizes.

Donald pulls the final present out the large parcel, revealing a huge, elaborate red hat-box with a pink, green, and yellow ribbon around it. We pull the ribbon off, and the box explodes in lights, colors, and sounds.

Whoa! This is SO cool! It's like there's a party in the box! It's all, like swirly and loud! There's a pretty string in the middle... I wanna touch it!

DONALD: Don't touch that! It does things to you...

NINO: Awww... what do you mean?

DONALD: You don't wanna know.

Suddenly, the string bloats into the shape of a piñata, and a red rooster in a sombrero jumps out, firing silver pistols into the air and screaming.

???: Hola, my friends! And hola to my new friends, from México!

NINO: You're from Mexico?

PANCHITO: Sí. Panchito Pistoles, at your service!

NINO: No way! My mom's from Mexico, too!

PANCHITO: That's wonderful. It is a beautiful country. Say, would you like to learn a little something about Mexican history? It's very interesting, and...

DONALD: NO! We have to take care of that thing first!

PANCHITO: Oh, Donald. Always pooping the party!

JOSÉ: That's what I always say!

PANCHITO: No, amigos. We are all three of us together again for the first time in a while. I propose we...

JOSÉ: Yes! We should!

DONALD: No! NO! We're not going to!

JOSÉ: But, Donald! We have to!

PANCHITO: It's traditional. And I won't take you to Mexico City until we do the thing.

DONALD: WHAT? The fate of the entire WORLD is at stake!

PANCHITO: Exactly! So there's nothing to worry about!

DONALD: That doesn't even make any sense!

JOSÉ: Donald. No one cares. It is, as you say, useless to resist, no?

PANCHITO: So, we're doing the thing! Friends of Donald, prepare to be entertained!

 

José stands next to Panchito, and Donald begrudgingly follows them. They perform an elaborate music number, and...

...And I really, really just want to leave this world. It's all complete nonsense.

THIS IS THE GREATEST THING EVER! But now I'm going to have that song stuck in my head all day! "We're three caballeros, three gay caballeros..." I wonder on a scale of one to ten how pissed Nina would be if I just sing that for the rest of the adventure? Might actually be kinda hilarious to find out!

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Anyway, at the end of the song, Panchito appears out of nowhere, riding a large... thing? Made of papier-mâché.

NINO: Is it pinata time? I love pinatas!

PANCHITO: Yes. Break the pinata!

DONALD: Panchito...

PANCHITO: What? I'm not gonna break it for them. There's some things in life you just have to do for yourself.

José and Panchito tie blindfolds around Nino and myself.

PANCHITO: Now go on! Break the pinata!

DONALD: This is so stupid! Why do I even hang out with you people?

JOSÉ: Because you're a masochist?

PANCHITO: And you love us deeply?

DONALD: Yeah... something like that.

What on earth am I supposed to be doing? And what does this have to do with saving Mexico City?

Oh jeez... I hope I beat Nina to the piñata! I wonder what's inside?

>>528534
[Nina]
Don't you have a cybernetic eye that can see through the blindfold? Well, try hitting it just to see if you can, but I expect the damn thing to dance around and completely avoid you. So cheat only if it starts taking way too long.

[Nina]
Ah, never been to a pinata party? The goal is to break the pinata with the stick in your hands. The fact that you can't see is where things get fun! swinging blind!
...But I'm gonna go ahead and guess you should try and listen for footsteps, and stay near those. But make sure the sounds aren't in front of you if you decide to swing that stick! You'll hit someone!

Just be glad you didn't end up in mathamagic land, Nina.

1/2 Nina & Nino 2013/07/28(Sun)22:37 No. 528966 ID: 2ae1fb
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>>528537
That sounds ridiculous.

>>528536
Oh, right! I tap one of the buttons on the side of my head, and I can suddenly see the outlines of everything through my blindfold.

I raise my stick, and...

What!? It jumped out of the way?

DONALD: Guys, there's no time for this!

PANCHITO: No idea what you are talking about, Donald!

JOSÉ: We aren't doing nothing...

I look around, and find José and Panchito holding a rope, moving the piñata around! That HAS to be against the rules!

NINO: Hehehe! This is fun! I'll bet there's lots of candy inside!

NINA: This is completely ridiculous.

I take a decisive step toward the outline of the piñata, and bash it with the stick. It flies open in a shower of random objects. Confetti, sombreros, dancing dolls...

PANCHITO: You can take off the blindfolds, now.

NINO: Awww, man... did you break it, Nina?

NINA: Yes? Isn't that what I was supposed to do?

NINO: Yeah, but... But I wanted to.

NINA: Sorry, but we really, really need to get back to saving the world.

DONALD: Exactly! Now get out your book, and let's go!

PANCHITO: Alright, alright. To Mexico City, next stop.

Panchito walks over to one of the objects that fell out of the pinata, though I'm not sure how it actually was able to fit into the pinata. It's a book, but it's huge. Much taller than any of us.

Panchito opens the book, revealing photographs of various scenes of Mexican life.

PANCHITO: It's a shame we don't have more time. Mexican history is truly fascinating. I would tell you all about it if...

DONALD: No. Magic sarape. NOW.

Panchito puts his fingers to his beak and whistles, and a sort of cloth comes flying out of the pile of random objects.

PANCHITO: All aboard!

NINA: But this... magic sarape of yours doesn't look large enough to hold all five of us.

PANCHITO: Hmm... you're right!

He grabs it by the edges and pulls, and it suddenly becomes much larger.

NINA: Is this supposed to be like a flying carpet?

PANCHITO: Yes!

NINO: COOL!

We all board the sarape, and it takes to the air. It's a much less pleasant ride than I'm used to. A broomstick is sturdy, practical, predictable. This thing feels like it has a life of its own, and it's actually rather frightening.

Panchito raises his hands to a photograph of a river, and sparks fly from his palms. Suddenly, the photograph becomes a window, and I can see people floating down the river on boats.

PANCHITO: Hang on tight, amigos!

He pilots the sarape through the window, and we sail high into the Mexican sky.

WHOA! This is, like, the COOLEST roller-coaster ever! I wish I had one of these!

NINO: This is so much fun!

PANCHITO: Next stop, Mexico City!

We soar higher and higher into the sky, until... Wait, the ground looks really weird...

NINO: Panchito, why are all the cities labelled? It looks like...

PANCHITO: A map? Si, it is! This is a map of Mexico!

NINO: Oh, okay.

NINA: Okay? You mean you understand what just happened? We just sailed through a book, into the sky, and onto a map?

NINO: Makes sense to me.

NINA: I think you're completely bonkers.

PANCHITO: Hang on! Here we go!

He pulls a lasso out of his pocket, and uses it to grab the dot on the map labelled "Mexico City." The dot starts moving closer and closer to us, opening as a window. I can see a bustling, brightly-lit city below us.

Suddenly, the window envelops us, and the map is nowhere to be seen.

NINO: Neat!

PANCHITO: Alright. Here we are.

JOSÉ: Mexico City... This is where the problems in the world are, no?

PANCHITO: Sí, Jose.

DONALD: So... what's the problem? Everything looks normal.

PANCHITO: Look up.

Oh, goodness.

There's an immense woman's head floating in the night sky. She's singing a lovely melody, and staring blankly into space.

NINA: Oh, dear... That doesn't look good.

DONALD: But that's always been there!

NINA: ....What?

PANCHITO: Yes. But there's something wrong with her.

DONALD: What do you mean?

The head suddenly turns toward us and speeds up.

JOSÉ: Move, Panchito! Fly!

We fly in the opposite direction, but not fast enough.

PANCHITO: It's no good! I can't overtake it...

FLOATING HEAD: You belong to my heart....

She keeps coming closer and closer... NO! She's going to swallow us!

2/2 Nina & Nino 2013/07/28(Sun)22:38 No. 528969 ID: 2ae1fb
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Whoa! That thing opened its mouth and I guess that's where we are... it's super-dark in here.

JOSÉ: So... what now?

NINO: Whoa! What's that?

In this black... space in which we've found ourselves (I'm not entirely sure what to call it... it's not wet like the inside of a mouth, but I wouldn't exactly call it a "room," either), there's a creature. It looks vaguely like a cartoon horse with long, blonde hair, except that its body is made out of cloth, and its legs appear to be human legs. On its back rides three figures...

José? Donald? Panchito?

DONALD: Who are these bozos?

JOSÉ: Donald... I think they're us...

PANCHITO: And they're armed! Stand and fight!

NINA: What? We're fighting... you?

NINO: And some pony-thingy?

PANCHITO: Looks like it!

NINO: Wow, even I'M kinda confused!

>>528969
I must say, I am quite disturbed and frightened by this.

Weeellll... It just so happens that they are all grouped up and one of your two remaining bullets is explosive. If they manage to scatter in time, go for mirror-Panchito first, as he has guns.

This implies that you will most likely fight evil version of yourselves sooner or later. We should try to get a spell to avoid projectiles like bullets.

>>528969
Guns! Rabbit the evil Panchito immediately (as it can't miss and we don't need a long-lasting hex), then curse the lot of them. You have no ammo in your rifle at the moment, so you might consider reloading. The other three toons should be able to handle this in a relatively straightforward manner with the bad-luck curse active and no enemy guns.

If something goes wrong, use the shield to cover your party while you regroup and reload the rifle. Someone else should aim the rifle to get a shot off right as you drop the shield.

[Nina]
Oh jeez. Horse-Donald's melee. Horse-Jose is defensive, and Horse-Panchito is ranged. Right. You might need to Frog or Rabbit Jose first, depending on if that umbrella can block magical attacks. It shouldn't? But at the same time Toon power is really high here, so that could be a problem...
I'm concerned about the horse, but hopefully it's job is just movement, and it won't be able to do that much, combat-wise on it's own.
Maybe give your gun back to Donald, since you've got plenty of spell casting to do.

Nina & Nino 2013/07/31(Wed)04:42 No. 529867 ID: 2ae1fb
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>>528984
>>528988
>>529040
Wow, so many different ideas! I suppose I'll just have to combine them.

I open my ammo box as quickly as possible, and load my final two bullets into the gun, with the fire one first.

NINA: Donald, take this! Hurry!

Donald grabs my rifle.

DONALD: With pleasure!

I turn my focus toward the group.

NINA: Filigree Apogee Pedigree Perigee!

The enemy Panchito turns into a rabbit and falls off of the horse's back.

The horse begins to turn towards us, just as Donald raises my rifle. Suddenly, the horse's head lunges forward, mouth open. It's on a spring!? That's just ridiculous! And sort of terrifying.

Donald fires a shot.... but the fire bullet sails over the horse's head.

NINA: I cast this circle to--

No time! The horse's head speeds towards me and I dive out of the way. I avoid being bitten, but I hit the ground pretty hard.

ARGH! My shoulder... It hurts really bad.

Nina's down! I don't know what to do. I just feel completely useless... There's nothing funny about this, so I'm not sure what I can do.

Meanwhile, Jose runs toward the horse. He uses his umbrella to spear the rabbit, and it explodes into black dust! Luckily, the evil-twin Donald and Jose are too busy guiding the horse-thingy to attack him.

Panchito starts firing his pistols at the bad guys, and pumps the evil-twin Donald full of holes.

Now, it's just the creepy Jose-thingy on that fucked-up horse. But I don't think Nina's in any shape to fight.

Imagine me facepalming right now. Ok...So Nino's down to whatever's in his bag, and no toon power?
Well, I've got one for ya. Get your hammer out, and BEAN that horse in the head if it springs at you! Maybe get it's attention so it targets you specifically.

Get you umbrella, and prepare for an umbrella duel.

Two words. Banana peels.

...giggle at the ghostly?

Nina & Nino 2013/07/31(Wed)23:56 No. 530159 ID: 2ae1fb
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>>530029
Dude! Bro-hoof! Though... I guess this isn't a good time. Also we're fighting a giant pony-thingy. So... I'm not really sure how to feel about that.

>>529869
>>529984
>>530000
Alright... time to reach in the bag and see what I get, then!

I got... an apple? No!

...A banana peel? Alright, looks like we'll go with that, then!

I throw the banana peel under the horse's feet, and it goes sliding! Perfect timing, bad-José was just about to stab good-José with his umbrella! It's sliding towards me, though! Uh-oh!

Panchito fires off his pistols, but he misses by a lot.

Donald fires Nina's rifle at the horse, and WHOA! He hits it right in the head! The head explodes and evil-José gets toasted, too! Gotta love electricity! He explodes into black powder. The cloth that made up the horse's body falls on the ground, and the legs keep walking.

What? This, like, hole-thingy opens in the darkness, and the legs walk through it. That bird dude who let the penguin and donkey out is there, grinning at us. He sings a nonsense song and grabs the side of the hole, pulling it inside out.

Suddenly, it's like we're outside, but the sky looks like it's made of blue and pink stripes. There are cacti everywhere, too!

What just happened?

NINA: Did we win?

DONALD: Don't let your guard down yet.

PANCHITO: Look!

There's a lady dressed kinda like a cowgirl in a sombrero holding a riding crop. She's grinning at us, and it's totally awkward. She raises her riding crop, and all the cacti... probably, like, 10 cacti, all start walking towards us. They look prickly!

We have to fight again? So quickly? But I can barely move my arm! I feel so helpless...

Oh my god please let this be the last fight. Okay, battle plan. We've got 10 foes, and they look a bit slow. All our toons could do some dance-combat with them.

Nina, you don't need both arms to do witchcraft. You'll want to curse the cacti, of course. Then pick them off one by one with transformation spells. Huh, wait, maybe you could turn the girl into something, and someone could steal that crop. If it controls the cacti, maybe we can get them on our side? In that case, you wouldn't want to curse the cacti... unless you can undo the curse, I forget.
[Nina] Try out some of your extra vision modes to see if you can see anything odd anywhere.

Also next time we see that damn bird, kill it or something immediately! I suspect it will keep throwing enemies at us if we don't!

They are slow but unless you care to be launched sky-high I'd reccomend you stay out of their reach!
[Nina]
General curse-work seems good, but watch how close the nearest Cacti gets-we don't want you to not have enough time to shield, like what happened in the horse.
[Nino]
If you manage to get your hammer or some sort of weapon I trust you could follow the other toon's lead and be awesome then? Maybe knock em over like dominoes!

Ah, I have another idea. Nina, try enchanting PANCHITO's ammo! For this, use fire.

Oh god. Her

Nina & Nino 2013/08/01(Thu)23:10 No. 530596 ID: 2ae1fb
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>>530189
I can undo the curse, I've just never needed to until now.

NINA: Cacti, your lives will become as sour as vinegar!

>>530489
NINA: Panchito, give me your ammo!

PANCHITO: Alright!

He pops his pistols open and shakes a mountain of bullets out onto the ground. There have to be at least several thousand in that pile! I hold my hands over the pile.

NINA: I charge thee with the element of fire!

All of the bullets begin to glow red.

PANCHITO: Ha ha! Thank you!

In one smooth motion, he scoops the entire pile of bullets back into his pistols. Well... alright, then.

He pumps several fire bullets into the girl. She explodes dramatically, and her riding crop goes sailing off in an arc.

Whoa, I caught it! All the cacti are standing there, like they're waiting for something. Dude, this is gonna be cool! I shake the crop a bit.. and they all start dancing! They're actually kinda cute!

DONALD: Nice shooting, Panchito!

PANCHITO: Thanks to Nina! Those bullets are hot, hot tamales!

NINA: So... What do we do now?

Before anyone can answer, there's a flash of light. We're in the darkness again, but there's a light at the end of the tunnel. We're in a narrow corridor that feels almost entirely round and made of metal.

NINO: I guess we just go forward?

JOSÉ: Do you see a better option, Amigo?

When we leave the corridor (which appears to be a giant musical instrument of some sort), we find ourselves in a room that appears to be almost identical to the one in which the giant parcel was, except that the walls and floor are bright gold. Standing at a distance is a really weird creature.

It appears to be a large wooden bull on wheels with a cloth draped over it. Sticks of explosives are clearly visible sticking out from under the cloth.

NINO: Oh, no! Oh, no no no no no no! How are we supposed to fight that?

NINA: Well, we have an army of cacti, a witch, and four powerful Toons. I'm sure we'll think of something. We've been doing great so far.

NINO: I hope this is almost over!

DONALD: I think it probably is.

PANCHITO: But, remember! We still need to fix whatever was wrong with the Romance of Mexico City!

DONALD: It's time for a bullfight!

>>530596
...there's TNT in that thing. What you want to do is light the fuses somehow then cast the shield spell so you don't all die in the resulting explosion.

>>530598

Yes! The shield spell should be perfect for surviving explosions!

Fire shots from panchito, right before Nina finishes the shield spell incantation.
Watch the AWESOME fireworks as the bull goes BOOOOOOM!!!

>>530596
To contain the explosion,, taunt the bomb-bull with your cape, so that it runs right into the corridor you just came in by.
Then finish the shield chant and shoot it with Fire Bullets!

Oh, heh. It's a-bomb-in-a-bull. I give them style points for that one.

Nina & Nino 2013/08/03(Sat)22:15 No. 531287 ID: 2ae1fb
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>>530861
HA! I hadn't even thought of that! I definitely appreciate a good pun, but I think I'd appreciate it more if we weren't about to fight for our lives... again.

>>530669
Oh, that's a great idea! I...

Wait... The corridor's just gone. Of course. I suppose it just sprouted legs and walked off. An entire 50-foot long trumpet. How did I expect anything different?

>>530598
>>530669
>>530601
NINA: On my signal, Panchito... fire.

PANCHITO: Ready when you are, Nina!

I raise my hand and focus, just as the bull starts to charge.

NINA: I cast this circle to protect this...

I raise my hand toward the bull, and Panchito fires his pistols madly.

NINA: ...Sacred space.

The pink shield comes out of my hand and surrounds us and our cactus army, leaving only the bull outside.

NINO: He missed!

JOSÉ: Look again, Amigo!

Whoa... clever! He didn't hit it... but he grazed it! The wicks of some of the dynamite got lit when that burning bullet got close... Now we wait!

BOOM! BLAM! KA-POWIE! Whoa, this is super-cool! It's like the Fourth of July up in here! Fireworks just shoot out of the bull, and it collapses into ash.

The sparklies from the fireworks fall down from the sky and cover the ground. The smoke in the air shifts and... weird. It's like everything's all greenish-bluish. Plants start growing out of the ground really quick.

NINA: Should we... lower the shield?

DONALD: Wait. We should see what happens first. If we need to fight again, we'll start from a defended position.

JOSÉ: Donald!

PANCHITO: That's brilliant!

JOSÉ: How do you think of things like that?

DONALD: It's called common sense, boys!

[color=blue]Suddenly, this huge blue-and-purple-ish flower blooms right in front of us. It gets really, really tall, like SUPER huge, and all these vines are growing out of the base.

The flower opens, and in the center is that girl's head that was floating in the sky.

PANCHITO: There she is! The Romance of Mexico City!

NINA: I don't understand. What is it?

PANCHITO: She symbolizes all of the romantic that is in the beautiful city and its skies at night.

DONALD: What are we supposed to do?

PANCHITO: I don't know... I think there's something wrong with her.

NINA: Do we have to fight?

The flower opens its mouth and begins to sing, moving its vines like immense tentacles. It brings them in towards our shielded position, as if waiting to strike. Her singing sounds wrong, slightly off-key and slow. It's really disturbing to listen to.

ROMANCE: You belong to my heart
Now and forever
And our love had its start
Not long ago....

PANCHITO: I think we may not have a choice.

NINO: What do we do? That thing's HUGE!

Sing, you fools!

You know the words in your heart! The heart of Mexico!

Sing the song of your people the world!

Nina & Nino 2013/08/05(Mon)03:23 No. 531627 ID: 2ae1fb
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>>531288
>>531304
>>531358
Uhh... Uhh...

NINO: You belong to my heart
And... something-something-something...
I... uhhh... dunno the words...

NINA: Well, I don't know them, either!

NINO: But... but the head-voices said we'd know!

PANCHITO: Amigos? What are you doing?

NINA: Panchito, do you know the words to the song?

PANCHITO: Of course! But what does that have to do with anything?

NINO: Head-voices said we gotta sing!

DONALD: WHAT!?

JOSÉ: That's very lovely! But... for why?

NINA: I think it might help restore the Spirit of Romance. It reminds me of what happened with Elvis, and...

NINO: Huh?

NINA: Never mind.

PANCHITO: She can't hear you. She is a concept of abstraction!

NINA: Please, Panchito! You have to!

NINO: The head-voices said you have to! And we don't know how!

PANCHITO: Well... it's worth a try.

DONALD: No! Stop! We don't have time for this!

PANCHITO: We were gathering stars while a million guitars played our love song
When I said "I love you," every beat of my heart said it, too...

DONALD: STOP IT! Right now!

Whoa! I don’t think I’ve ever seen Donald that mad! He starts quacking and screaming over Panchito’s singing, flailing his arms about and jumping up and down. It’d be kind of adorable if this weren’t really tense.

JOSÉ: Amigos!? A little help?

We were all watching Panchito trying to sing while Donald shouted.... But José calls out and we turn around...

What? But my shield is up!

One of the plant's roots has burrowed under the ground, come up in the middle of the shield, and wrapped itself around José, lifting him off the ground. His face is turning red... I think it's squeezing him quite tight.

DONALD: Stop singing and save him, dammit!

All the time, the face in the center of the flower continues singing, a passive, far-away look in its eye.

NINO: But the head-voices said...

NINA: I don't care! We're not about to stand around while this plant kills our friend!

NINO: But how do we stop it without hurting Jose?

NINA: ...Hopefully the head-voices will decide to help, after all.

>>531627
Okay that didn't work at all, nuts! Should've given you the words, too, that was kindof dumb. Time for the direct approach. Frog then unfrog José to get him out of there, first off.

Then stop with the singing since it's not doing anything. After that we should get the cacti in a defensive formation before dropping the shield. Relocate if any more vines burrow in the ground. I'm not sure if we should try killing the flower? I mean, it's kindof connected to the thing we're trying to save. We need to find out how to fix it without risking killing... well wait, if it's just conceptual, killing the flower can't hurt, can it? Or maybe we need to enhance its romance?

[Nina]
You might want to get on your broom at this point. Bad luck on the flower-monster would help defensively, but I wonder if you could just turn the whole thing into a frog.

[Nino]
I wish we could like, stack up all the cacti for a giant cacti and have them grapple the flower-monster. Do you think enough toon shenanigans can manage that?

Going for the root should get José loose if you can do it quickly, but otherwise go with the frog plan.

Well I'm out of ideas.

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>>531630
NINA: Enough of that! Come here, José!

Within a matter of seconds, I turn José into a frog and turn him back again. It's a strange sensation performing those two spells in such a short time span, but it works.

JOSÉ: Thanks! I was almost killed dead!

I use my riding crop to make the cacti stand in a semi-circle in front of us. This is easy!

NINA: Alright! Get ready! I'm dropping the shield! Lackipo nikrif scrumpet leech!

I take off and the shield dissolves.

NINA: Plant, your life will become as sour as vinegar.

I point directly at it.

NINA: Enough of that singing!

The blue lightning hits it, but it doesn't do anything. I guess it can't be turned into a frog.

Well, I don't have any other ideas... so let's try the cactus-thing! I wave my riding crop around, and they all hop on top of each other. They're, like, fusing! It's pretty big now, but, I wonder....

I wave my riding crop around some more... Yes! The giant cactus-monster is getting even bigger, and sprouting a shit-ton of arms! And those arms are sprouting more arms! It's about as big as the plant now!

The plant raises its tentacles to protect itself from the pokey nightmare that is my giant-cactus-mecha-thingy (oh, jeez, I feel like such a badass saying that!) and the cactus-thingy grapples it.

Wow! I think my cactus is keeping all the tentacle-vines busy!

Panchito fires his pistols and severs one of the creature's vines. Nino's cactus now has a free arm, which it uses to punch the flower in the face. While the Spirit of Romance continues singing, the flower itself slumps backwards, as if dazed.

JOSÉ: Nada nesta manga... nada nesta manga...

DONALD: What are you doing? Do we have time for this?

José begins to dance around, and then blows on his finger... Soon, he's as large as the flower and the cactus! I didn't even know he could do that!

He smacks the flower with his umbrella, and it continues to hang limply.

Suddenly, with a mighty burst of force, Nino's giant cactus rips the entire plant's structure out of the ground. The cactus throws the flower to the ground, its tentacles and roots going completely still.

ROMANCE: Now we own all the stars and a million guitars are still playing
Darling, you are the song and you'll always belong to my heart.

The plant dissolves into powder, except for the flower, which releases a cloud of sparkling, golden pollen. The Spirit of Romance's head pops out of the flower and floats away into infinite space, singing as she goes.

PANCHITO: Beautiful... Too beautiful for words.

NINO: Where is she going?

PANCHITO: Home, to Mexico City. I think everything's going to be just fine.

There's the vault sound-y thingy! He's right! Everything IS fine!

NINO: We did it, Nina! We saved this world!

NINA: We did.

José uses his magical hammer to make himself normal-size again. That gives me an idea! I use the riding crop to shrink the giant cactus down tiny-small and throw both the cactus and the riding crop into my bag. Yay! Cactus get!

NINO: Is this the world you were talking about, Jose? The world that makes no sense?

JOSÉ: Yes, it is.

NINA: I don't really understand.

JOSE: They will be connected again once you save the multiverse.

PANCHITO: And then we'll be free to go wherever we like again!

DONALD: Guys, stop...

PANCHITO: But we'll be able to hang out again! And see your friends again, Donald!

JOSÉ: I miss it, too.

NINA: So... You used to be able to leave this world and visit Donald's, but you can't anymore. Is that right?

NINO: Why are you stuck here?

JOSÉ: Donald said his friend Mickey made the deciding.

PANCHITO: At least WE were allowed to keep our memories.

JOSÉ: Very nice of him. He's a good fellow.

NINA: Donald, what are they talking about?

DONALD: ...We're leaving. We're leaving right now. I'll see you two later.

PANCHITO: I think we said something wrong, Amigo.

JOSÉ: Donald, stop being such a moist blanket!

PANCHITO: And you two? Come and visit any time!

NINO: I'd love to!

NINA: Uhhh... Donald? Are you alright?

DONALD: Yeah. Come on, we're going to my house. Use your ring.

NINA: Alright. Ring, take us to the home of Donald Duck.

Honestly, I'm glad to be out of that world. But now I'm worried. What did Panchito mean, "we were allowed to keep our memories?"

Donald looked PISSED! I'm actually kinda scared...

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We pop up in the middle of Donald's living room, and see Minnie and Daisy sitting at a table, drinking coffee and playing Scrabble.

DAISY: What!? That's not even a word!

MINNIE: Oh? Well then, why is it in the dictionary?

DAISY: Poor naive Minnie... Do you trust everything you read?

MINNIE: Daisy, why do you always have to... Oh! Look! Donald's back.

DAISY: And Nina and Nino!

MINNIE: Donald, are you alright? Hello....

She trails off and clasps a hand to her mouth, staring at me with wide eyes.

DAISY: Oh, my....

DONALD: Panchito and José are idiots. Ready or not, we gotta take these two to the Storyteller.

DAISY: Oh, he's ready.

MINNIE: He called and told us.

DONALD: He actually used the phone Mickey gave him?

MINNIE: I guess so. He told us to bring them the next time we saw them.

DONALD: Oh. Well, that's perfect, then.

MINNIE: Nina... Are you alright?

DAISY: You look horrible!

MINNIE: Daisy!

DAISY: It's true.

NINA: I know... I had a scientist make me this eye. I lost mine in a fight.

NINO: Saving my life. 'Cuz she's awesome.

DAISY: A scientist?

MINNIE: Looks like Jumba's work.

DAISY: Huh. You're right.

NINA: You... know Jumba?

DONALD: That's it. Get in the car!

Donald herds us out to a cute little red convertible sitting outside.

NINO: Dude, is that your car? It's SOOOO cute!

DONALD: Yeah, I know. Get in.

Daisy rides shotgun and Minnie sits between me and Nina in the back.

NINA: So... we're going to go meet the Storyteller now?

DONALD: I guess so.

NINO: Whoa! I'm excited! I bet he's all old and wise and stuff, too! Like some kinda quest-y guy mentor dude, right?

DONALD: I guess so.

DAISY: What's eating you?

DONALD: Me? Nothing!

MINNIE: I think he wishes Mickey would just tell them what's going on.

DAISY: Yeah, that's probably it.

NINA: Why won't Mickey tell us, though?

MINNIE: Well, it's complicated. And really personal. And I can't tell you, either.

DAISY: You don't think Mickey's being sort of... childish?

MINNIE: No, I think he's hurting. And that's why I'm not about to tell them anything other than what they already know. Besides, they're on their way to see the Storyteller, and he'll explain a lot more.

We drive through the suburban neighborhood that the Ducks call home, and as we drive, the houses come less and less often. We're out of the suburbs and in the country. We drive down dirt paths through groves of trees.

Donald stops the car in the middle of a huge field. There are fruit trees in the distance, and a small vegetable garden nearby. On a hill overlooking the field is a tiny wooden cabin.

DONALD: This is the place.

NINO: Really? I was expecting, like, a magical hermit-cave thing with a big glow-y tree and maybe some...

DAISY: This basically IS a hermit cave. No television, no internet... It took Mickey YEARS to convince him to even get a telephone!

NINO: That sounds awful!

NINA: It sounds nice, I think.

MINNIE: Why don't the two of you go and meet the Storyteller? We're going back to town to meet up with Mickey and Goofy. We have some things to discuss.

NINO: Okey-dokey! See you later!

We get out of the car, and Donald drives away, leaving us in a dirt path by a sprawling field.

We climb the hill toward the cabin, and see an old man sitting in a rocking chair, smoking a pipe. He rocks in silence, his face hidden by a floppy hat. His clothing is simple, as I was expecting, and quite old-looking.

NINO: Hey, ummm... Are you the Storyteller?

The old man slowly looks up and takes the pipe out of his mouth. He smiles, and his eyes twinkle. He doesn't look a thing like Father Christmas, but something about his face reminds me of all of the Christmas stories from my childhood. It's a kind, warm face.

???: I reckon that's what some folks call me. Then again, some folks might'nt.

NINA: Would you rather be called something else, then?

???: Well, I don't care none too much for fancy titles, so y'all ought to just call me by my name.

NINA: I'm sorry, but... We don't know your name. Mickey and his friends just call you the Storyteller.

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???: Do they now? That's mighty kind of 'em, mighty kind. Don't like me too much attention. Y'all children can call me Uncle Remus. How you come on?

END CHAPTER 1

GOD DAMMIT

>>533653
NOPE.

Hey now, what's wrong with this revelation?

>>533674
It might be just a little bit racist.

>>533682
And just what makes it racist?

Discussion threads exist for a reason.

Do you guys know him from somewhere? Saying where might be more useful than just swearing.