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Post by DMis on Jul 27, 2017 23:24:00 GMT -5
A crash as someone or thing set off another alarm that was soon dismissed by a guard. A female form clad in various shades of purples and a rather vibrant shade of green for accents was hiding behind a wax figure. Her chest heaving as she gave a panicked pant. Green eyes with flecks of gold in them darted around the room.
"How did I end up here?" she asked. Her voice wavered slightly as she tried to gain her bearings. The teen aged female peered around the first wax figure. "Of course I spontaniously teleport to the museum.... It's only a mile from the school...." she muttered seeing the other 4 figures being that of people she knew as she moved from behind the one of her mother. She blinked after looking down. "Those are new...." One plaque read 'Mother of Lady Malificent. One of the first generations of children to successfully transfer from The Isle Of The Lost to Auradon'. 'Vilest of Villains cursed to exist on the Isle, Malificent' read the one on the front. The teen rolled her eyes before going to walk around the exhibit.
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Post by ryocker on Jul 27, 2017 23:45:54 GMT -5
As she wandered about, she soon began to take notice of other new things. Exhibits that weren't present in her museum at home. One such exhibit was what appeared to be a small, snowy village, a pair of skeletons molded onto the set.
A third, deer headed skeleton was also there, but not in the exhibit. He was... sighing, looking notably sad.
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Post by DMis on Jul 27, 2017 23:54:00 GMT -5
She tilted her head. Skeletons were everywhere on the Isle though they usually marked Pirate territory, but a living one- that was a different story.
The teen bit the bullet and walked over to the antlered one. "Guessing this is a diorama of your home?" she asked. Her voice was slightly rough and dark but seemed to show she cared.
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Post by ryocker on Jul 28, 2017 0:06:13 GMT -5
Despite being so big and imposing, he jumped three feet away from her, clearly startled. "AH, UM, NO, Not... not my home, exactly..." He went right back to sighing.
Was this a story he wanted to tell?
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Post by DMis on Jul 28, 2017 0:20:45 GMT -5
The teen nodded. Despite the purple hair, she looked human enough. "Those two look like a couple of boneheads," she remarked off the cuff. "The tall one more so."
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Post by ryocker on Jul 28, 2017 13:56:18 GMT -5
"Heh... Not bad boneheads," he offered. "Mr. Sans might call it a compliment. Papyrus... He'd become funny mad."
He gave a long, dreary sigh, like something was missing.
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Post by DMis on Jul 28, 2017 14:09:06 GMT -5
The teen took note of this as footsteps were heard. "Not everyone's there?" she asked.
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"Papyrus.... What is so exciting that you had to drag me out of my shop during business hours?" a female asked a rather tall skeleton monster. The fact she was talking to a skeleton wasn't the unnerving part, what was unnerving was the fact she was acting like this whole situation was normal.
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Post by ryocker on Jul 28, 2017 14:17:29 GMT -5
"It shows some others, but... Those two used to be friends of mine... I haven't seen them in ages..."
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Said skeleton was decked out in a shiny new Battle Body costume, one that had been recently developed to boot. "NYEH HEH HEH! I HAD HEARD OF VERY TERRIFIC NEWS, MISS!" the skeleton proudly proclaimed. "A NEW MUSEUM EXHIBIT HAS BEEN OPENED, AND I- THE GREAT PAPYRUS- AM A PART OF IT! MY FAME WILL SURELY DOUBLE AT THIS RATE!"
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Post by DMis on Jul 28, 2017 14:24:17 GMT -5
The teen nodded. "Maybe you'll meet them again."
"So they stroked your ego...." she offered. "Does Sans know about this? Because if they included you, I'm sure they-" she cut herself off and blinked as she looked to the diorama. "Papyrus... Do you know who the skele-deer is?" The costumer just quietly watched the pair as she stepped closer.
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Post by ryocker on Jul 28, 2017 15:40:57 GMT -5
Papyrus... blinked, however skeletons do that. "A SKELEDEER? WHAT'S-? Then he saw the person in question.
"WHY... THAT LOOKS LIKE..."
He shrugged. "Maybe, maybe not... Oh, I'm sorry for being rude," he added. "My name is-"
"BLENDIGO!"
"Papyrus?!"
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Post by DMis on Jul 28, 2017 15:57:00 GMT -5
The teen looked between the diorama and the skeleton in question. "Blendigo. Sounds like an interesting name and a heck of a lot original than mine. Mal."
"Lady Malificent if you want to be technical," Papyrus' companion offered. She looked human but oddly gave off a rather unusual vibe.
Mal winced. "Can we not talk about that?"
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Post by ryocker on Jul 28, 2017 17:21:52 GMT -5
And then Papyrus tackle hugged Blendigo. BLENDIGO! MY OLD FRIEND! I THOUGHT I'D NEVER SEE YOU AGAIN WHEN YOU DIDN'T COME WITH US!!"
"PAPYRUS~!!! I missed you a whole lot, buddy! How's Sans doing?"
"OH, SANS IS." He gave what looked like an unimpressed expression. "STILL SANS. BUT HE'S BEEN GETTING BETTER ABOUT IT!"
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Post by DMis on Jul 28, 2017 17:45:23 GMT -5
"Thought I sensed a bond floundering. Just didn't think it would be an Undertaler and a girl who's style I can dig," Papyrus' companion commented calmly as she stepped closer.
"Thanks for the compliment," Mal offered. "You look like one of Evie's sketches."
"I take that as a compliment. One designer to another," she offered.
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Post by ryocker on Jul 28, 2017 23:24:06 GMT -5
Papyrus looked over. "OH, ARE YOU MAKING A FRIEND, MISS BETH?" he asked her, cheerily. "MIGHT I MAKE THIS FRIEND AS WELL? AFTER ALL I AM QUITE GREAT."
"The greatest!" Blendigo smiled.
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Post by DMis on Jul 29, 2017 11:12:14 GMT -5
Beth and Mal laughed. "Papyrus that last part is up to Mal, not me."
"A bonehead for a friend. Can't be worse that Harry. So sure," Mal offered.
"Still can't believe that you of all people wound up here. Especially after we just put the final touches on the wax figures down the hall. That was actually an interesting commission," Beth offered.
"Not sure if that was a compliment or an insult," Mal noted.
"Just me thinking out loud."
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