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milliways_bar2018-08-22 09:59 am
pat_pat) wrote in milliways_bar2018-08-22 09:59 am
First Entrance
The door to the bar opens a crack.
The bill of a baseball cap peeks through, and a young boy's voice says, "See, Mabel? This place is full of mysterious rooms!"
"Let me see!" a young girl replies, and in she bounces, giggling with anticipation. Her twin brother follows more cautiously, and they both "Ooo," and "Ohh," as they look around.
"Should we tell Soos?" Dipper says. "He usually shows us when he finds a new room."
"Maybe later," says Mabel, then cries, "Look! Purple fish!" and scampers to the fireplace.
Milliways, meet Mabel and Dipper Pines.
[ooc: Two characters, one account. Let me know if you want one twin or both.]
The bill of a baseball cap peeks through, and a young boy's voice says, "See, Mabel? This place is full of mysterious rooms!"
"Let me see!" a young girl replies, and in she bounces, giggling with anticipation. Her twin brother follows more cautiously, and they both "Ooo," and "Ohh," as they look around.
"Should we tell Soos?" Dipper says. "He usually shows us when he finds a new room."
"Maybe later," says Mabel, then cries, "Look! Purple fish!" and scampers to the fireplace.
Milliways, meet Mabel and Dipper Pines.
[ooc: Two characters, one account. Let me know if you want one twin or both.]
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There's two tiny humans, which might present a problem normally. But that's fine, because Buster has a friend now as well.
Once the kids reach the fireplace, they're in for an ambush! Two very friendly dog - one red and white and built like a toothpick, and the other clumsy Great Dane puppy - spring up and immediately start sniffing at pockets while their own human naps obliviously on the sofa.
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Dipper flinches. "Uh, Mabel?" he says, voice squeaking a little.
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Mable tears open the wrapper and tears the bar in half to give a little to each dog. (It's probably very bad for man and beast, too.)
"See? They're friendly!" she says. "Here, you feed them." She shoves a piece of candy into Dipper's hand.
"If you say so." He offers it to the smaller dog, holding it by the tips of his fingers.
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When Buster's done with his treat, he looks up at the kids. And then he spits out a large rock that surely can't have been in his mouth before. It lands on the floor with a thud.
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"Weird," says Mabel.
Dipper pokes the rock with his toe. "Mabel," he says, "do you think maybe we're actually not in the Mystery Shack anymore?"
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"Aw, hell. What'd you feed them?" It's not quite a demand. He's a little too resigned to his fate for it to come off harshly enough.
Both dogs wag their tails happily. They got treats!
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"Let me see it," he says, holding out his hand for the wrapper.
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"They were begging. And cute."
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He reads the label and sighs. There is nothing good about anything in this bar.
"If they puke, you're cleaning it up."
He balls up the wrapper and tosses it into the fire, scaring the fish.
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"Sorry," says Mabel.
"I just hope this place has a broom," says Dipper.
Gloomily, Mabel sits in front of the fireplace and pulls her sweater over her head.
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"Where are your parents?" he asks, noticing a distinct lack of anybody looking like they might fit the bill. "They know you're here?"
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"And Grunkle Stan is kind of...negligee?" He frowns. "That's not the right word. What's the word when a grown-up doesn't pay much attention to kids?"
Mabel stays in her sweater.
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Wilford has no idea how to behave around children.
"But if you're in Oregon, it's probably not the freakiest thing you could come across."
He's always wanted to go up that way and poke a few beasts with sharp sticks, but he's never had the opportunity.
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Mabel pulls down her sweater and says to Wilford, "If you don't want people feeding your dogs, why do you bring them here?"
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Except for the kids. The kids always seem to need to learn that one.
"I think they got gumberoos up there," Wilford says. "They're out with their young this time of year. Don't go feeding any of those either."
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"Now you've done it," Mabel says to Wilford. "We'll have to find out what gumberoos are and what they eat and probably how to defeat them because that's just how things have been going this summer.
"And I think you should get tags for your dogs that say 'don't feed me' if you don't want people feeding them."
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He says this absently. He leans over, far more interested in the book.
"They say Bigfoot's from up that way too."
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"Bigfoot is the least of it," Dipper says. "We've got gnomes and mermen and a really weird fake child psychic."
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"Black eyes?" Wilford asks.
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"White hair," Mabel says.
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"You see a kid with black eyes, you fucking run."
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Wilford's never thought of himself as being overly responsible about anything, but he's never been able to figure out why parents don't teach their kids about these sorts of things.
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Dipper nods, scribbling. "Steal... your... soul..."
"But if they want to be invited into our houses, all we have to do is close the door," Mabel chirps. "Running would be silly."
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"They panhandle too."
Hence running.
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"Sometimes retreat is smarter," says Dipper.
"When has that ever worked?" Mabel replies. "We even won when we were two inches tall and Gideon bribed me with gummy bears."
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Okay, it didn't work out quite as well the second time, but he's still here to complain about it!
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Dipper covers his face with his hands and groans. "Don't bring up the Lamby dance..."
"So I think there's a way to defeat these black-eyed kids, too, if you just be creative no matter how scared you are!"
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"What is the Lamby dance?"
It was brought up. Now he has to ask.
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"Except for the ghosts," says Mabel and laughs, kicking her feet.
"Except for the ghosts," says Dipper, not laughing.
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Cassian's never going to get used to seeing children in Milliways, and these two are so excited. He pauses his holoprojector, its playing a recording from the Imperial Senate floor to watch what catches their eyes. When they're admiring the fish he says. "There are porgs and other animals outside too."
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A man of about 20 is sitting not too close to the fire, reading what might resemble a tablet at first glance if it weren't hovering in midair. He is also, in no particular order:
Mabel!
The voice is coming from the other side of the aquarium. From the mouth of a pink pony. Who's totally looking at Mabel in the most friendly way possible!