Intro Log

[progressmods]

Who: Everyone!
What: Your first magical day
Where: Progress City Tranport Center
When: Right now
Warnings: None planned!



[Today you found a ticket to a theme park. It seems relatively normal, except that it reads: Lifetime Parkhopper Pass to Progress City. ”The Most Magical Pocket Dimension in the Multiverse!” This is not a theme park you have ever heard of, if you live in a world where theme parks are of the norm.

For some reason you’re drawn to the ticket. There’s something… magical in this piece of paper, and you can practically hear it calling out to you, and you feel compelled to pick it up. It’s strange, but it’s a piece of paper, what’s the worst that could happen?

However, the moment you pick it up, you feel yourself being pulled. There is nothing pulling you but there is an overwhelming sensation that something is pulling you by the chest into the ground. You don’t have time to process what’s going on before you suddenly fall over, the strange feeling going away the moment you hit the ground.

It takes a few moments for you to regain your bearings, but as you look up you are suddenly hit with the fact that, wherever you were before, you certainly aren’t there anymore. It appears to be a transport station of some sort, and a very sleek and new one at that. Monorails pass by the station every couple of minutes, with small, slower moving vehicles consistently move in and out of the center.

The innermost wall, right behind where you stand, is lined with portals. It appears that you came in through this portal, but if you try to go back the way you came in, you’ll find that you are unable to enter it, no matter how hard you try.

While the realization that you are now trapped in this strange place, you will soon find that you also have a strange band strapped to your dominant wrist. No matter how hard you try to take it off, it seems like it’s stuck on there.

At least you’re not alone, along with a bunch of other people who arrived around the same time you did, there are humanoid people who seemed to be intrigued by your arrival. They’re all generally nice, but get confused if you ask them why you’re here and why you can’t leave. They will, however, happily tell you the name of the place you’re in if you ask:

Progress City.]

Comments

[notasingleword]

[Although she's never been, Ariel understands that this is in fact not New Orleans. That's where her Grunkle was supposed to be send her and her finacée right? So this place...?]

Grunkle Zeus? Freddie?

[The girl nervously tugs on the wristband trapped on her, becoming a little panicky as she realizes it's not coming off. What the hell is going on? Is this another murder game!? This can't be happening... this can't be happening!

She takes a deep breath to try and calm down before walking forward to join the crowd.]

[faciliheir]

This better not be some new game, because I'm definitely gonna kill whoever's in charge this time.

[hey boo walkin alongside you]

[notasingleword]

I don't think I can handle another one. We barely got out last time.

[Also she's still kinda traumatized about being murdered, but Ariel's just gonna keep that to herself.]

[faciliheir]

Yeah, but now we're experienced! We're old pros! We'll kick the bad guy's butt in half the time! [which is still like. at least a month and ten deaths.] This place looks more open than the manor, at least. We don't seem too trapped.

[notasingleword]

Trapped is still trapped...

[She holds up her wrist.]

What do you think this thing is for? We didn't have anything like this last time.

[faciliheir]

[she frowns, examining it.]

... Shock collar? Usually that's around the neck, though. It's probably keeping us in here. [THAT'S SUPER COMFORTING RIGHT SHE'S HERE TO HELP]

[notasingleword]

[Oh cool! She just.... kinda stops walking and folds over to hug her legs and hide her face.]

I can't do this again Freddie I can't....

[faciliheir]

[OH JEEZ]

Ariel, it's fine! Look, we're not even trapped in one place like last time! How are they gonna keep track of us if we can just jump on a train?

[notasingleword]

...Should we try it then?

[Sounds like as good of a plan as any at this point.]

[faciliheir]

[...

just kinda. looks at the monorail.

it's just. pretty. big. and moves pretty quick. it's a lot different than the bike she rode with CJ, or the car with Mal...

she tries not to look nervous, but even though she smiles, it shows in her eyes.]

If you wanna give it a shot.

[notasingleword]

[Ariel takes her hand.]

It's okay Freddie. I'm scared too, but we can be scared together!

[flowersonthewall]

[Beaker's not exactly in the best state of mind right now, but he can tell when someone else is panicking about as much as himself. The sight is enough to get him to stop worrying about his own life and head over to her. So congratulations, Ariel, here comes a tiny little felt man wringing his hands and trying to reassure you that everything's gonna be ok.]

Mi-meep meemuhmeep minimee... Mee-muh meep mimi-mi-muh meep! Meep-mimuh mee.

[Now, wasn't that encouraging?]

[notasingleword]

[Ariel just. Stares at him in stunned silence.]

I-I'm sorry? What did you say?

[flowersonthewall]

[Oh, right. He got a little ahead of himself there. He's used to most of the Muppets being able to get the gist of what he's trying to say.

He starts again, pointing at his band, then Ariel's, then at some of the people nearby- also sporting bands.]

Mimimi trapped meemuhmeep.

[As he speaks, he pulls on the band, showing that it can't be removed, and then mimes something with his hands- two fingers on one hand are pointed up, and the other hand comes down to trap them in place.]

But! Mimee-mi minimeep mee muh-meep soon!

[Beaker nods, and mimes the two figures escaping from the other hand, then gives a thumbs up.

If Ariel managed to follow all of that, then she might figure out that he's trying to reassure her. Essentially, he believes they'll probably all be safe and out of here soon.

It's times like this that Beaker wishes he knew sign language, though he has no idea if she'd recognize that, either.]

[notasingleword]

[Ariel does her best to understand; she really does. Maybe she doesn't get the word but she understands what he's trying to do. She gives him a weak smile and nods.]

Thank you. I guess we'll just have to try our best to get away then. I'm Ariel by the way.

[mister_mystery]

Do...Do I know you? [In all his years of being a grunkle, he's actually never heard it being used by someone else. Upon hearing 'Zeus', he misinterprets it as 'Soos' and oh boy this was going to be a fun time. He doesn't know this kid but he sure as hell is concerned at her distress.] Hey, it's fine, nothin' to worry about. Everyone seems as lost as you are.

[notasingleword]

[You may not know her, but Ariel does know you! At least I different version of you.]

Stan? You're here too?

[mister_mystery]

[Perhaps his memories haven't been all restored, he's sort of sweating and trying to remember something he hasn't gone through. Learning about murdergames will come later.] Y-Yeah! I'm here, kid. Dunno, the place doesn't seem familiar to me.

[notasingleword]

Me neither. Geez we just escaped from the last game too. This is the worst...

[mister_mystery]

...Game? What game? [Wendy's tone sometime back sort of gave him the implication he missed out on something big.] I'm pretty good at escaping, could help ya with that!

[notasingleword]

[Stares.]

You don't remember all the murder...?

[mister_mystery]

[And there it is- Stan's stunned into silence for a couple of seconds, and an internal yell of 'What the f-'] Murder? Wait, wait, murders, plural?! [He is going to throw hands on whoever put this poor teen through a murdergame] I've seen some nasty stuff in the past, but not in some kinda sick game! Are you gonna be okay??

[notasingleword]

[Oh dear... Stan's so old maybe he forgot.]

I-I'll be okay. It's over now! I think...

[mister_mystery]

Geez, I hope so. I wouldn't know what ta do with myself if my family got into this.

[rip]

[notasingleword]

Y-Yeah....

[Jesus fucking christ help her]

ANWAY I'm Ariel! Nice to meet you(?).