progresscity | friendly faces everywhere

Who: Kenny AND YOU!!
What: Kenny arrives in Progress City and has himself a time.
Where: Magic Kingdom/Main Street USA, Orange Distract/Ice Cream Speakeasy
When: Right now!
Warnings: Poopy mouths, gross stuff.

a. main street usa (mysterion)

[This is the main problem with being friends with a kid with a magic butt: you can't stick by them when they let it rip for fear of Shenanigans happening. The whole time-traveling thing is a fairly recent development, but Mysterion thought all of that was behind them, and he's pretty sure cross-country teleportation isn't something ButtLord's ass is capable of...as far as he knows.

But if it is, Mysterion's not complaining. In fact, the look on the little masked kid's face as he stands in the middle of Main Street taking in all the bright sights and wonderful smells is anything but upset. It may be especially jarring when contrasted with the costume he's wearing — hooded, dark, suitably mysterious even in the middle of the sunny afternoon (he hopes) — coupled with the way his attention from store to store, a kid with his pick of literal candy shops.

When one in particular catches his attention with a candy making demonstration that looks like it's going on inside, Mysterion runs over and presses his face up to the glass window, watching with rapt attention.]

Woah... [His tone is hushed and awed.] I, I mean—

[He catches himself quickly, clears his throat, then in the most gruff, serious, Batman-post-throat-surgery voice ever:]

Woah.

b. ice cream speakeasy (kenny)

[So after he's had time to get settled in and stash his costume away, Kenny takes to the streets proper with only one thing in mind: chowing down. There's a whole lot of places to explore and a ton of awesome things to do, and maybe an ass to kick for kidnapping him somewhere down the line (even if this was the best possible place to be kidnapped thank you Jesus thank you), but food takes precedence over everything.

Unfortunately, he doesn't have any money. At all. Fortunately, this has never stopped him before.

Kenny concentrates most of his efforts on the street in front of the ice cream shop in the Orange District, looking for change in the usual ways: in cracks on the street, under chairs and tables, in front of the store itself. He even pokes his head in a garbage can. Needless to say, this is a work in progress.

Eventually, he starts getting frustrated. And when Kenny gets frustrated and someone who looks like they might be cool happens to come by, he throws all his cards on the table and brings the big guns out.]

Hey. [Says the adorable kid holding some mysterious object he found from the treasure chest (trash can) in front of the store.] Wanna see me eat this?

[It's a half-eaten corndog in a Dole Whip cup. CornDole Whip.]

Threaded | Flat

[Henrietta has no clue what this shit is. For a moment she just looks at the other kid before speaking.]

No way can you eat that. You’ll die.

[It's sheer coincidence that Jed happens to be on Main Street at all, given his stature makes it difficult to get to... well, to get anywhere. But some days it's worth the effort to visit somewhere new, provided there's window ledges to walk around in order to avoid the crowds. And there's the added bonus of being close enough to the folks that get near the windows that he can, for once, fairly easily catch someone's attention if he so chooses.

Normally he wouldn't even take a second glance at the kid in the costume. It wasn't really rare to see people stopping by the museum solely to ask for directions to the nearest convention center back home and, sure, this city is weirder than most, but it's still gotta have conventions on occasion. Rod seems like a cosplaying type.

But Jed likes to think he has at least a somewhat decent knowledge of superheroes. Nick brings comics in for the miniatures to read sometimes. They've had movie nights monthly for two years now. And yet he has absolutely no clue who the hell this kid's trying to cosplay as.]

Who in the heck are you supposed to be?