Intro Log

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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

[andbegone]

He is now. [He still barely knows this guy and at this point barely even knows what he's arguing about but it's just too easy. He guesses he's rolling with this now.]

Hope you're ready to play a supporting role, Backslide, because there's only room for one star in this town and it's me.

[dothebackslide]

[He takes a huge hit off his cigar before exhaling it all over Sheldon's face.]

FINE! I shall take my HONORED PATRONAGE elsewhere!

[andbegone]

Honored patronage? Isn't that a bit of a stretch? I doubt anybody even knows who you are.

[he says as he's attempting to not choke on smoke and still remain straight-faced. he has an Image to maintain.]

[dothebackslide]

And YOU they KNOW?

[andbegone]

But of course they do! I'm an evil genius, everyone's heard of me.

[dothebackslide]

[He tosses his cigar over his shoulder and proceeds to pull out a pipe, which he quickly lights and starts puffing thoughtfully.]

So you say the people of this land would recognize you on sight, ehhhh?

[andbegone]

The... notable citizens. [google search how deep into a ruse can you go without being caught] You can't expect every commoner to recognize me on sight, you know.

[dothebackslide]

[Puff puff puff. Hmmmm....]

But some would recognize you.

[andbegone]

...Yes. Absolutely.

1/?

[dothebackslide]

Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.

[dothebackslide]

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[dothebackslide]

[And he turns to you, the reader.]

Now, this is the part where I turn his words and actions against him in a humorous fashion, as per the classic Tex Avery/Chuck Jones format. Watch!

done

[dothebackslide]

SO! [And he shoves his finger right into Sheldon's face.] If you're FAMILIAR TO THESE PARTS you must be the CAD behind all thIS TOMFOOLERY!

CONFESS, VILLAIN!

incredible

[andbegone]

[He lurches back slightly at the finger in his face, though the surprise is largely because he stopped paying attention once Backslide spent all that time humming to himself (and Neptune knows why that was even necessary). He then swats the hand away, annoyed.]

Would I be interrogating random citizens if I was behind this? You've got the wrong villain, pal, I had nothing to do with this scheme.

Besides, if I was going to kidnap someone I'd make sure they knew I was responsible. Make a statement. That's why everyone knows me, you know, I do things right.

[dothebackslide]

It's a CUNNING PLOY to be sure.

[He puts his other hand on Sheldon's nose and drags it around.]

But my DEDUCTIVE REASONING has seen through your plot! I can see through all your plots! CON FESS THEM!

[andbegone]

I admire your faith in my genius. [Though he has a hard time making that sound sincere since he's busy swatting that hand forcibly away from his nose again.]

But you aren't seeing through anything because I didn't DO anything. [This time.] So go point your grimy fingers elsewhere!