Ohhhhhhh donkey spiddle!

[manlyasfuck]

Characters: Dipper Pines and everyone else!
Setting: Room 3-10, cafeteria, and anywhere else on the 9th!
Format: Action bby
Summary: He's brand-stinking new and he came with a friend...
Warning: Extremely unmanly 12 year old loser you might die from how adorable he is.


A. Room 3-10

[The first thing that came to Dipper's mind when he woke up was "why can't I move?" It's probably the first thought that comes to anyone's mind, but nontheless, he was kind of freaking out.

Once the sleep paralysis wore off, he sat up so fast that he ended up tumbling out of his bed onto the floor..]

Oww, ow ow ow. [He holds his forehead and inhales a sharp breath as he waits for the pain to dull and that's when he notices the letter.]

What's this? [He picks it up and runs his fingers over the words as he reads it aloud.]

"Your world has been destroyed. I saved you. Let's all be happy here."

...hahaha. Yeah that's real funny. Okay guys, you totally got me! [He stands up and starts looking around his room.]

Come on Mabel, joke's over! [Peeking under his bed] Grunkle Stan? Soos? [He lets out a sigh and gets up, noticing the trunk at the end of the bed he woke up on. Hesitantly, he walks over and flings it open.]

Wend-- [And then he lets out a loud, surprised scream as.... this crumpled looking version of himself pops out of his trunk and proceeds to hug onto him while screeching.


If you walk in you'll see Dipper sitting there looking a bit confused while the paper version of him, known as Paper Jam Dipper, crawls all over him.]

B. Cafeteria

[There's a young boy still dressed in the white jumpsuit everyone starts out in sitting at a table with orange and black construction paper set out in front of him. He has a pair of scissors sitting on the table as well along with clue, staples, markers, and tape. And sitting next to him is Paper Jam Dipper, making small clicking noises as he watches Dipper.

Now what is Dipper planning to do with all that paper, you might ask? Well once he's drawn, cut, and glued everything together, it looks like he's made a paper collar like the one on his own neck, and now he's trying to put it on Paper Jam Dipper but.. it's not really working.]

C. Anywhere else in the Tower

[You'll find Dipper wandering around the tower later that day, still dressed like he didn't have any other clothes but the white jumpsuit (which he doesn't), and he's carrying Paper Jam Dipper wherever he goes, making sure to watch out for puddles or leaky roofs so his paper self doesn't get wet.

Have you ever seen what happens to a clone made of paper after they get wet?? It's not pretty....]

Comments

some fuckin hallway idk

[obfuskate]

[ Well, that seems to be an average little boy, but that... thing doesn't look very average. It just seems to be a sheet of paper, but it also looks like it's very much alive. Is this what the tower is capable of or is this some demented product from this kid's hands?

There really is only one way to find out. ]

What on Earth is that?

[manlyasfuck]

[It takes him a moment to realize that he's being talked to, but when he turns around to answer he just kind of stares at this... talking... hedgehog.]


Uh...

[obfuskate]

... Tch. Typical. Answer me, human.

[ He's not about to just stand around and get stared at. He starts tapping his foot against the ground, arms folded over his chest. He's waiiiiiting. ]

[manlyasfuck]

Are you... a talking.. animal? [He's seen some weird stuff but talking animals?????]

[obfuskate]

[ He just kind of... stares at him incredulously. ]

No, I am clearly a mute cyborg.

[ Obviously, Dipper, gosh. ]

[manlyasfuck]

Uh.. sorry. I'm not really used to seeing animals... acting like people? [He's so confused.]

[obfuskate]

It is a common occurrence. [ How does this kid not know that? Well, at any rate, that doesn't matter now. Time to get back to business here. ]

Now, that thing. [ He gestures to Paper Jam Dippums over there. ]

[manlyasfuck]

Oh, uh, this is... Dipper. [He smiles a bit] See I found a magic photo copier in my attic that brought things you copied to life, and I needed to make copies of myself and this guy happened to get caught in a paper jam.... which is why he looks like this.

[obfuskate]

[ So, Paper Jam Dipper, a copy of the boy, Dipper, lodged in a photo copier that can copy people and bring them to life.

Welp. Now he's seen everything. (It doesn't help that the paper jammed copy looks admittedly creepy...) ]

... [ He shakes his head. He has to start asking questions somewhere, but where to even start on a concept like that?! ]

Why would you need to make copies of yourself? That is insane.

[A/3-10]

[rainscented]

[ Far from being any help at all when he returns to his room, Rat just stops in the doorway to... watch the show? ]

[manlyasfuq]

[It takes Dipper a second to get Paper Jam off him but when he does, he notices Rat standing in the doorway and kind of stares back at him for a minute.]


Uh... hi.

[rainscented]

[ ....... yeah, just gonna go and drop some books onto his own bed. ] That thing better not be a permanent houseguest.

[wrigurun]

[Somewhere between floor 32 and floor 31 he might come across what appears to be a young boy with antenna in a cape, carrying a selection of berries in their hands. At first they'll just run right by him without taking much notice but a few moments later they back-track and approach him]

Is that a doll? Are you a magician?

[manlyasfuq]

No he's not really a doll and I'm not a magician... he's a paper version of myself made from a magic photo copier.

[wrigurun]

What's a photo copier?

If it's magic then you must be a magician! Or you must know a magician...

[culbutiri]

[Nesir had been on a mission to try and work out what set her apart from the others, why she was stuck wearing this stupid outfit when others had normal clothes.

But then she saw this kid, wearing the same thing as her. His collar was orange, she wondered what the colours meant; her's was Yellow.

She frowned at the paper thing he was carrying... It looked like... a messy version of himself...

She followed him, trying to work out what it was, and what he was doing with it.]

[manlyasfuq]

[And it takes him a whole few minutes before he finally realizes he's being followed. He stops and turns around, slightly raising an eyebrow.]


Can I help you? [Why you following him bro, it's kinda creepy.]

[culbutiri]

[What do you mean stalking kids three years younger than her is creepy? That's not creepy at all...

She had come to the conclusion he was an idiot, and so was actually surprised when he finally noticed her.] What do that be?

cafeteria

[restitchtime]

[Rose really wants to be surprised at the scene presented to her when she walks in for something to eat, she really does. her mind makes a pretty good try at it but eventually it just gives up and accepts that this isn't even close to the weirdest thing she's seen in her life.

so she goes about her business of getting food, coming to stand on the other side of Dipper's table and raise an eyebrow from behind her sunglasses]

Is there any reason you're trying to do that beyond 'misery loves company'?

[manlyasfuq]

Oh, uh, Dipper here was clawing at my collar earlier, so I thought that maybe he was upset that I had one when he didn't... so I'm making him one. [Also it's giving him something to do.]

[restitchtime]

It's probably more likely he could notice some goddamn bad news when he saw it. [which considering the state of the thing is a horrible referendum on real Dipper, which Rose's tone makes abundantly clear]

cafeteria

[prayed]

[The sight of someone so young is unusual enough to catch Kyoko's attention and the bizarre arts and crafts project he held with him moreso. Kyoko pulls up a chair across from Dipper, folding one leg under her.]

Is that like, your imaginary friend or something?

[She gestures vaguely at the paper copy before reaching into the plastic bag she's carrying, tossing a few more pumpkin seeds into her mouth. She's genuinely curious. Was that thing moving on it's own?]

[manlyasfuq]

Nnnnot exactly. [He puts the paper he was holding on the table.]

See, there's this magic photo copier in my Grunkle's attic that brings whatever you copy to life. I made a few copies of myself and this guy was made during a paper jam...

[prayed]

What good is having living copies of yourself if they're like that? Paper's pretty useless, y'know.

[After a moment's consideration, recalling her own copies, she adds,]

Well, I guess ya could always use it as a distraction.