Definitely not a "vurp" and definitely not something she wants to taste

[glitchinprincess]

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.

<sub>[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.]</sub>

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!

Comments

[semipotence]

No, we have to eat the oatmeal here before we can eat anything else. [Not that there's really anything else of substance to eat this month anyway.]

[glitchinprincess]

Why is that? How're they even going to know if we try to eat something else? What are they, stalkers or something?

Creeeeeeepy.

[semipotence]

I'm not really sure how they know or why it's even a rule, but it seems to apply to everyone who gets brought here. I guess it's just another weird quirk of the Tower.

[glitchinprincess]

Weeeeiiiird.

How long have you been here for?

[semipotence]

I've been here for about three months now. [Jeez, how has it already been that long?]

[glitchinprincess]

Three months?!

[That was a definite yelp.]

[semipotence]

Yeah... It's kind of hard for me to believe it's been that long already. There are some people who've been here a lot longer than I have, too.

[glitchinprincess]

But we can't be here for that long! Can we?! There's no way... they can't just keep us here!

That's false imprisonment! Aren't they gonna tell us why we're here for real? Don't we get the right to a fair trial or something?!

[semipotence]

Well, they seem to have been doing a pretty good job of keeping people here so far... And they seem to want to keep us in the dark about why we're here. I'm pretty sure they aren't the great saviors they claim to be...

[glitchinprincess]

They sure don't sound like it. If they're trying to save us, what's with these weird collars?

[She tugs on her own for emphasis, frowning a little.]

[semipotence]

I don't think anyone's really sure what they do. Apparently they keep us alive somehow, but I think there's got to be more to them than that.

[glitchinprincess]

I don't see how something around our necks would keep us alive.

[She keeps tugging at it. Man, she hates things being around her neck.]

It's not even connected to our insides. This place is weird.

[semipotence]

I don't really understand it either, but I'm not about to try and test it.

[glitchinprincess]

Yeeeeah, I guess that would be a really dumb way to go.

[semipotence]

Yeah... I mean, you'd come back, but it's not exactly pleasant.

Feel free to ignore this super-late tagback D8

[glitchinprincess]

...you'd come back?