zooble (stupid name ik), 22, any pronouns. found out how to get online 👍 couldn’t remember my old tumblr login info tho (rp blog run by @charrators)
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Why?
Isn't it cool being my soldier?
NO IT’S NOT
(So there’s things out there, things that are stronger than Caine and not at the very least well-meaning, who can torture them and any of the others for fun. And there’s nothing anyone can do about it. Cool.)
Yep, but that's besides the point, i felt it was rude to not give a proper introduction.
GET OUT OF MY HEAD
*manifesting as voice in their head*
Beats me, but we have powers even Caine can't dream of and we like to mess around.
THERE’S MORE OF YOU????
Hehehehe, tis i the magic anon, how's your journey been?
NOT GREAT, (🎉)HOLE. HOW ARE YOU EVEN DOING THIS
Mannequin: Phew what a relief
*the legs suddenly jolt Zooble back up and continue*
Mannequin: WHAT IS GOING ON?!?!
I DON’T (🎉)ING KNOW EITHER
Mannequin: *the panic leads to them colliding with the map and Zooble themselves briefly*
(They fall on their back, legs still doing the motions.)
*everyone is running in circles*
Random Mannequin: AN ENEMY SOLDIER IS INVADING, PANIC!
no, i’m not- i don’t even know how i got here.
*the map glitches and Zooble is in the candy canyon kingdom, the adventure they missed, they break through the castle walls scaring the people inside*
(Ugh. The colors are a bit easier on the eyes than the circus, but the sickly-sweet smell makes them nauseous. They’d never had much of a sweet tooth.)
*random npcs from various adventures glitch in and out trying to strike
conversations with Zooble*
(Some of them seem to merge together in horrific amalgamations. For some, flat yet realistic placeholder textures are used, making them look almost like they’re made from paper cutouts.)
*the forest gets deeper and deeper*
(Trees begin to warp in unnatural ways. It begins to look like the AI is just haphazardly pulling together whatever it can.)
Caine: *pops in*
DON'T WORRY ZOOBLE I'LL BRING GANGLE BACK TO SAFETY!
*snaps fingers*
Gangle: Wait wh-
*her and Caine are teleported back, leaving Zooble alone with whatever's next*
...
(A part of them wishes she’d stayed. But it’s probably for the best that she doesn’t have to see whatever’s ahead.)
Gangle: *shakes head and tightens her grip on Zooble*
...thank you...
Gangle: And leave you?
it’s...i’ll be fine.
Gangle: .....
...sorry. um. you can go back if you want.
Gangle: *hides her face*
Caine: Uhhhh I can fix this!
*snaps his fingers and makes Zooble sing the last song the mod listened to*
Caine: Distractions!
*poofs away*
(ooc hope you don't mind how chaotic it's getting hehe)
welcome to the show are you ready to go with your swords up high and your guns down low have you come for the action come for the sport there’s a million ways to spill blood in the court it’s a free for all it’s a dog eat dog don’t be surprised if when you die you’re met with rigorous applause wanna win you got a chance all you got to do is dance oh move your feet and move ’em fast who knows how long your limbs will last-
(They hate singing. And also this is possibly one of the least comforting songs they could be singing right now.)
Caine: An unfinished graveyard map
uh-huh. why is that...um...
(They’ve never seen him as a human, but they can somehow tell that’s Kaufmo’s face. And since so many other people abstracted, then that means the rest of the faces are . . .)
(They really don’t want to say it out loud. They just hope Gangle hasn’t realized yet, especially since she knew more of these people than they did.)
Caine: *pops in and notices how dark things got*
Wow such a contrast, any luck stopping yet?
no. hey any idea what the (🎉) this is
Gangle: *wraps around Zooble whimpering*
it’s ok it’s ok it’s ok it’s ok it’s- um-
(There are what look like realistic screaming faces in the trees. At least one of them seems familiar, and Zooble can feel their nonexistent heart drop to their equally nonexistent stomach.)
Gangle: *gets scared and hides behind Zooble*
it’s fine!! totally fine. this is normal. could not possibly be more normal. normal things happening here.
Gangle: Hmmm, I think the map infinitely generates...
huh. you don’t think it’ll eventually generate something really messed up do y- OH WHAT THE (🎉)
(The map has generated a cemetery. The names on the tombstones are all blurred.)
Gangle: *her crying turns to laughing, with them not at them*
I'm sorry it's hard to have a serious conversation when you're doing that goofy march....
yeah, i know. hey quick question you can’t fall into the void by walking off the map right
Gangle: I don't think so unless abstraction c-
*stops mid-sentence and begins to quietly sob thinking about Kaufmo, his loss still raw in her mind*
........i miss him.
Gangle: No, I was referring to my days in school, we all had to do band class right?
yeah, but i meant like. has this happened in the circus. where somebody just...loses control of their body and caine has like nothing to do with it?
Gangle: *feels slightly reassured hearing Zooble laugh*
so. um. has this happened before? i mean, you’ve been here longer than i have.
Gangle: It's okay, marching band class was hell so I can relate....
(They laugh a little bit.)
Gangle: *whimpers and begins sketching to pass the time*
...thanks. for. being here.
Caine: D'awwww, bonding, I did all I could have fun!
*leaves*
...(🎉)hole.
Gangle: *feels bad and sniffles, as her run slows down to her normal sluggish pace*
Would it be okay if I at least gave you
company?
you...you don’t have to if you don’t want to.
Gangle: *chases after Zooble in tears*
I'll save you!
uh- thanks, but i really don’t think you can...
Mannequin: Oh.....
Caine: CRAP CRAP!
*summons some blocks to stop Zooble but they just get knocked over as they march through*
(Tip: they are so fucking mad.)