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progresscity2018-05-25 02:59 pm
progressmods) wrote in progresscity2018-05-25 02:59 pm
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EVENT LOG PT. 2: Chum City
Who: Everyone!
What: Progress City is completely overrun.
Where: EPCOT, spilling out into Progress City eventually.
When: May 25th - June 2nd.
Warnings: Goblins.
At some point, you're going to notice...something emerging from the Dreamscape Room. They're not really all that big, about the size of a small child maybe, but here's the thing. There's a lot of them, and they're everywhere:
They never outright resort to physical violence, but every time you look, there's more of them than you know what to do with. They're everywhere, inconveniencing you in the most annoying of ways. Swarming you at all times, cutting you in line for rides and food, generally overpopulating the park. The place tries to operate at normal capacity, but your daily lives are going to be completely interrupted by miniature goblins that look...somewhat familiar.
The nusiances seem to be originating from the Dreamscape Room, and it seems like it's up to you to get rid of them somehow. Maybe figure out why they're there in the first place, because it seems like there could be a political scandal abound. But otherwise? Seems like those cards of your's could come in handy.
What: Progress City is completely overrun.
Where: EPCOT, spilling out into Progress City eventually.
When: May 25th - June 2nd.
Warnings: Goblins.
At some point, you're going to notice...something emerging from the Dreamscape Room. They're not really all that big, about the size of a small child maybe, but here's the thing. There's a lot of them, and they're everywhere:
They never outright resort to physical violence, but every time you look, there's more of them than you know what to do with. They're everywhere, inconveniencing you in the most annoying of ways. Swarming you at all times, cutting you in line for rides and food, generally overpopulating the park. The place tries to operate at normal capacity, but your daily lives are going to be completely interrupted by miniature goblins that look...somewhat familiar.
The nusiances seem to be originating from the Dreamscape Room, and it seems like it's up to you to get rid of them somehow. Maybe figure out why they're there in the first place, because it seems like there could be a political scandal abound. But otherwise? Seems like those cards of your's could come in handy.
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[He takes a moment to fish a card from out of his pocket and taps it against his MagicBand. Beaker waits for the wild ride to appear--]
MEEP?!
[A large group of frogs poof into existence, croaking loudly as they jump around in confusion and panic. Beaker glances down at his card in horror, only to see a picture of a genie lamp on it. He slaps his hand against his face, groaning.]
Meemiimeep. Meep meemiimeep meemoo meep?!
[Right, just...wait a minute while he tries to find his other card, okay?! He's digging through his pockets fervently, trying to find Mr. Toad's Wild Ride.]
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[Oh for-- Power Heaves is pretty much the only card Stan could use right now, since he just now found out it's limitations. Something about 'one at a time' along those lines when his main strategy right now is basically Hulk Out and Beat these tiny green suckers Up.]
This town- [Punch!] better give us--[Whack!] a bunch more cards [Slam!] when this is all over!
Any luck yet, pal?
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[He whips out Mr. Toad's Wild Ride and smacks it against his Magic Band. A small, streamlined-looking vehicle appears from out of thin air and crushes a few of the gremlins. Beaker makes his way over and jumps into the front seat, motioning for Stan to join him.]
Meep! Meemiimeep!
[Quickly! Before the gremlins overtake the car! If Stan manages to make his way over there, Beaker'll hand the Genie Lamp card to him to try out.]
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[The ride looks...tacky? But he's not gonna say that right now, since that thing's going to be a lot easier than running for sure- He'll keep watch for their rear.]
Genie Lamp? What does it uhhhhhh-
[No time for talk, Stan! He's going to roll and try his luck with it,soon getting the Demolition Dynamite. Let's. Hope he throws the dynamite far enough. Neither of them have a streak of bad luck, right?
The first dynamite throw's a success. The second one? There's an angry goblin clawing at Stan's face while the dynamite in his hand is about to go off.]
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[And off they go! Five miles an hour! Wow! They could be breaking the speed limit, here! A few gremlins slowly get crushed by the wheels and poof out of existence. Dammit, why can't this go any faster?
The first explosion rocks the car slightly, causing Beaker to turn behind him in alarm.]
Meemii?
[And that's when he sees the second dynamite in Stan's hand. He panics, waving his arms around like a pool noodle.]
MEEP! MEEMIIMEEP MEEP!
[So he does the only thing he can think of--whips out the only card he has left and taps it against his wristband--fire. And watches in horror as the goblin on Stan's face ignites.
This is fine. This is fine. They can fix this--]
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...
...Yeah, no, they're doomed. Stan barely had time to yell a warning for the first explosion, and he's losing time screaming and hitting at the one on his face.]
AGH!! GET IT OFF ME!!! YOU GREEN SON OF A--
[
BOOM
]...
[It seems...He forgot to throw it???????? Oops. On the bright side, the blast is on Stan's other side, slightly away from the vehicle's interior. Press F]
f
[The car still gets tipped forward by the explosion, and, for a brief moment as it teeters on its front edge, it looks like as if it'll completely capsize. Then it rocks back, slamming its back wheels into the pavement and causing Beaker to jolt backwards.]
MEEP! M-MEEP MEEMII MEEP?!
[Panicking, he turns towards Stan, desperate to know if the guy's still alive. Beaker's survived plenty an explosion, but that's because he's a Muppet. Non-Muppets are...significantly more fragile, as he's learned from spending time with them.]
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Uuuugghhhhh...
[Well, he's still dazed and somewhat conscious which is a good thing? He's no Bunsen or a Muppet, but at least- Stan seems in one piece, never mind his burnt sleeve and being covered in soot and ashes.]
Remind- remind me to sue the mayor. Monochrome guy is gonna get it.
[HAHA...HE DOESN'T KNOW ABOUT THE ELECTIONS AT ALL]
He's gonna catch these- this hand. [He balls his good hand into a fist. His left arm is pretty messed up from the blast.]
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[Beaker stares in horror at Stan's arm. Worried, he looks back at the gremlins, but...at least for now, other people seem to have the situation handled. He shakes his head, turning his attention towards the injury.]
Meemii meep, meep meemiimeep meemoomeep?
[Alright, uh...they're going to try and find a nearby first aid station, does that sound okay?]
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[It's Fine, they're fine-]
Wait, wasn't there some kinda healin' card?? That might be quicker. Whatsit called, uh...
[As much as he doesn't want to screw up the genie lamp card again, Stan will gladly take it- less messy that way.]
Ouch. Oof.