Vanellope von Schweetz | It's just pixlexia, okay? (
glitchinprincess) wrote in
towerofanimus2012-12-09 05:35 am
Definitely not a "vurp" and definitely not something she wants to taste
Characters: Vanellope and anyone who's willing to talk to a brat with dirty hair!
Setting: First floor cafeteria.
Format: Either or! I'll be starting with action, but I'll follow your lead if you want something else.
Summary: Vanellope has discovered that she has to eat oatmeal and she is not amused.
Warnings: May be vaguely spoilerish if you haven't seen Wreck-It Ralph yet. Also, Vanellope gives inappropriate nicknames.
[This day was already turning out to be way weirder than Vanellope wanted to deal with. The last thing she remembered-- those creepy bugs coming out of the ground, and a crash, and Ralph yelling, and then--
...waking up here, and finding that weird note. Luckily the words were all simple enough for her to understand. Unluckily... the words were all simple enough for her to understand. No way could Sugar Rush have been destroyed! Glitches couldn't leave their game, right? And... and...
But those bugs, A small, nagging voice in the back of her mind whispered. Remember those bugs?
She didn't want to deal with it.
Another thing she didn't want to deal with? The jumpsuits. Uh, hello? Totally not her style! Her hoodie was much better racer material, thank you. She'd changed clothes and grabbed a handful of candy from her trunk ASAP.
Exploring the tower was something she definitely needed to do. She found herself at the bottom floor cafeteria more quickly than she would have thought - idly bringing a piece of licorice up to her lips to chew on, she passes through the doors.
A moment later, just after swallowing, she gags. Both hands fly up to her mouth and she makes a dash for the nearest trash can, jumping up to empty her stomach into it.]
What--?!
[When the vomiting subsides, she hops back down onto the floor and eyes the licorice suspiciously.]
...bad licorice.
[With that, she pops a mint into her mouth. A moment later, she has to jump back up to the edge of the trash can. This is not okay. She's sure she could have some fun with it if it didn't make her stomach hurt so bad... but it does hurt. And it's not just one or two candies. She's trying it out with everything she's got, and the result's the same every time. Finally, she collapses on the ground next to the trash can, her face a little green.]
This really stinks!
Setting: First floor cafeteria.
Format: Either or! I'll be starting with action, but I'll follow your lead if you want something else.
Summary: Vanellope has discovered that she has to eat oatmeal and she is not amused.
Warnings: May be vaguely spoilerish if you haven't seen Wreck-It Ralph yet. Also, Vanellope gives inappropriate nicknames.
[This day was already turning out to be way weirder than Vanellope wanted to deal with. The last thing she remembered-- those creepy bugs coming out of the ground, and a crash, and Ralph yelling, and then--
...waking up here, and finding that weird note. Luckily the words were all simple enough for her to understand. Unluckily... the words were all simple enough for her to understand. No way could Sugar Rush have been destroyed! Glitches couldn't leave their game, right? And... and...
But those bugs, A small, nagging voice in the back of her mind whispered. Remember those bugs?
She didn't want to deal with it.
Another thing she didn't want to deal with? The jumpsuits. Uh, hello? Totally not her style! Her hoodie was much better racer material, thank you. She'd changed clothes and grabbed a handful of candy from her trunk ASAP.
Exploring the tower was something she definitely needed to do. She found herself at the bottom floor cafeteria more quickly than she would have thought - idly bringing a piece of licorice up to her lips to chew on, she passes through the doors.
A moment later, just after swallowing, she gags. Both hands fly up to her mouth and she makes a dash for the nearest trash can, jumping up to empty her stomach into it.]
What--?!
[When the vomiting subsides, she hops back down onto the floor and eyes the licorice suspiciously.]
...bad licorice.
[With that, she pops a mint into her mouth. A moment later, she has to jump back up to the edge of the trash can. This is not okay. She's sure she could have some fun with it if it didn't make her stomach hurt so bad... but it does hurt. And it's not just one or two candies. She's trying it out with everything she's got, and the result's the same every time. Finally, she collapses on the ground next to the trash can, her face a little green.]
This really stinks!

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[Have a concerned young woman, crouching down next to Vanellope.]
Have you tried eating the oatmeal, yet?
[She smiles sadly. She's trying to keep up a cheerful attitude, but seeing someone so young brought to the tower is still upsetting.]
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[She doesn't even have the energy to make some snarky comment. She just shakes her head.]
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totally fine! 8D
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Hey, are you alright? What's wrong? Stomach flu?
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[And for someone from a game called Sugar Rush, not being able to handle candy is really weird.]
What's going on in this place?!
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Not feeling well?
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[She takes Rose's hand and gets to her feet - that's a little easier to do. She's not feeling so dizzy now that she's out of candy to try and eat.]
Who are you?
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Man kid....
[And he looks into the trash can and Rapidly backs away, gagging and laughing at the same time.]
Whoa. You just about filled the stupid thing!
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[She's starting to feel a little better since she's not hurling anymore. Just enough to shoot him a cheeky little grin.]
I bet you couldn't fill it all the way up!
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And I am so sorry for the terrible timing but I have to go for a few hours! ;; I'll be back later though!](no subject)
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Grabbing a damp hand towel and a dry one, she runs over]
Oh no, did you just get here?
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[One would think she'd be used to stomachaches, but - not really. Sugar was just normal for her. It hadn't really ever made her sick before, so this just seems strange to her.
Way stranger than waking up in that weird room in those weird clothes.]
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There, there... you must be new, aren't you? You have to eat a certain food before you can eat anything else.
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[Vanellope really doesn't like being told what to do. It's one of her least favorite things, really.]
...and how'd you know I just got here?
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o/ still here
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I'm guessing no one has told you about the first meal thing yet huh?
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[That'd be a "no." Vanellope takes Meiling's hand and gets to her feet.]
Who're you? Where is this place? What's going on here?
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You do realize She's never going to let her go now right?
That's ok, hugs are cool!
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You could perhaps go be sick elsewhere?
[Then again, given how much of an ass he can be, the looming is almost like a warning for most people. Beware, giant asshole approaching.]
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Blehhh--
[Oh, dear. Darkleer might want to back up, because Vanellope's trying to throw up on him.]
Just try an' tell me what to do again, mister...
[She wipes at her mouth with the back of her hand. Ewww. Totally worth it, though.
I am so sorry. OTL](no subject)
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Standing here
watching this kid eat candy and then puke and then eat candy and puke.
And again.
And then again.
Dude seriously how long is this gonna go on for]
Y'know, that smell might be because of you letting your insides boil over every five minutes. Just a thought.
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[She eyes Jade up and puts her hands on her hips.]
Who are you, anyway? The trashcan police?
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WELL THIS ONE IS EVEN LATER, SO
LATE TAGGING FTW
WOP
WOOT WOOT
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Oh. Oh, jeez. That doesn't sound pleasant at all. She looks around for the source of the sound and sees the Vanellope over by the trash can.
With a flash of green, she teleports over to her, a concerned look on her face.]
Um... Hi! I'm guessing you're new here.
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[She just stares up at Jade for a few moments. Was she seeing that right? Jade had just... appeared in front of her!
It was almost like her own glitching... Could it be? Maybe there was someone like her here, at least a little... Sweet mother of monkey milk, was there more than one glitch around here?]
Yeah! I'm new. Really new. So new that I'm practically softer than a baby's bottom!
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this needs to be a thing, i'm sorry
any fine upstanding resident of the tower would kindly point out that this isn't going to work. that's really what Karkat should do... ]
Are you quite done making a complete and total fucking fool of yourself yet? Others would like to have a meal in peace and your consistent gagging is making it no easier on the appetite.
hello we have just met but i think i love you already
Yanno, you could just ask nicely! Because if you don't you might end up having not-so-nice things happen to you.
[Not-so-nice things like-- OH FOR THE LOVE OF GOD VANELLOPE, DON'T TAKE CANDY OUT OF YOUR HAIR AND EAT IT TO FORCE YOURSELF TO THROW UP IN KARKAT'S GENERAL DIRECTION wasn't once in this entry enough for you]
/takes a bow! just don't go after his horns, m'kay?
i won't! ..vanellope makes no such promise though..
yes, this is what i thought
i can tell these two are gonna be ~great friends~
see, this is what i had hoped for
you have wonderful hopes
inappropriate name bros need to be friends, man
forever and always just think of the trouble they can cause
i love your mind
and i am quite fond of yours
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Ahh, girl, you will find that all of your food will give the same result. It is a strange thing, I understand, but you will find that if you should eat some of the oatmeal first, it will not produce such a violent reaction.
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Ralph!
[...then she pauses as she realizes that this man doesn't smell like he just crawled out of a garbage disposal. She jumps back and gets a better look at him. No... this guy's got facial hair, and his hair is lighter. His clothes are different too. And he's got muscles, not fat. His hands are smaller. Plus, Ralph's taller than him. This guy's tall, but Ralph's nine feet tall, not seven.]
...You're not Ralph - you tricked me! Who are you?!
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A-Ah, wait a minute! Um, s-stop eating, you'll keep...throwing up if you don't eat the oatmeal...
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[She stomps her foot to express her displeasure.]
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Eating the oatmeal helps. After that, you'll be able to eat your candy.
[ it's still a pretty strange rule. ]
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[Have a small grumbling child, Ayaka.]
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