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towerofanimus2012-12-09 05:35 am
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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Thankfully free of any kind of dumps as long as you stay within the city limits.
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[She shrugged slightly to go along with that tiny smirk. Though, not like she was really begging to find a place to live in Texas.]
Name's Jade Strider, by the way.
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[Or something.]
But I can do this-- [Activate Strider Flash Step, as in the next instant Jade was standing a few feet off to the side in a blurr of motion.]
Feel free to ignore this super-late tagback D8
[Now that? That was cool. Vanellope grins.]
Look, look! I can do something like that too!
[She screws up her face in concentration, and... glitches to appear right next to Jade. Sigh.]
Pretty neat, huh?
WELL THIS ONE IS EVEN LATER, SO
What the fuck just happened to your face? And your everything? Is that healthy?
LATE TAGGING FTW
[Vanellope can you please not lie to people who are bigger and stronger than you]
WOP
What is it? Are you some kind of science project gone wild?
WOOT WOOT
[She chuckles, then tilts her head to the side and brings her hand up to her mouth in an exaggerated "I'm thinking" sort of gesture.]
You could say that! Maybe. I can tell ya I'm not what anyone was expectin' ta get when they made me!