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Summer Smith ([personal profile] somethingwithturquoise) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2017-07-15 08:03 am
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The Park; Saturday Morning [07/15].

Summer woke up not knowing where she was, or why the Giant heavenly Heads had sent her there, but who was she to question the great Giant Heads? She wouldn't lie to herself, though, she liked this place better than the arena. It reminded her more of home, so it was a nice change of pace. She gathered up her Mortys and left the dormitory to find a place more suitable for prayer, to ask the Giant Heads for guidance.

That place ended up being the park, where the big expanse of sky without a single Head was mildly distressing to her.

"Oh, Great Big Heads!" With her Mortys frolicking and wrestling each other in the grass, Summer sank to her knees and implored the heavens. "I am honored to have been chosen to be sent here to do your bidding, but I request guidance. What would you have me do, O Giant Heads? Shall I battle my Mortys in this new place to your glory and honor? I will gladly battle them to the death if I must, and I pray that you will not be disappointed with my humble attempts to serve you, but I know you will be pleased. If there is anyone who can please you, you know it is I. May my efforts complete you as you complete me. Praise be the Head."

The Heads worked in mysterious ways, and she was but their humble servant, ready to throw down and kick ass (via her Mortys, anyway) in their name.

At least until it was time to find some potatoes.


[[open, of course, for all your park-related (and potential Morty-battling) needs]]
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[personal profile] intotheout 2017-07-15 03:40 pm (UTC)(link)
So, there was a lot of weird going on in this place that Tip had woken up in. For one, it wasn't New York. Or Chicago, for that matter. It might've been France, if the French had just decided to ditch the Eiffel Tower after she and Oh had swung it around like a pendulum, but she was pretty sure that wasn't it, either.

Also, where were all the Boov? She knew not everyone had embraced their new neighbors the way she and her mom had, but still. There should be bubble cars or giant clumps of old bicycles at the very least.

But the weirdest thing? She couldn't find her cat anywhere.

"Piiiiiiig!" she called as she wandered into a park-looking area. "Pig, where are you!"

That cat had followed her to Australia and back, she had to be around here somewhere!
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[personal profile] intotheout 2017-07-15 03:57 pm (UTC)(link)
"No, 'Gold One'," Tip answered, rolling her eyes. "Who names a pig 'Pig'? I'm looking for a cat."
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[personal profile] intotheout 2017-07-15 04:09 pm (UTC)(link)
How weird, she got snarky when she was talked down to.

"My mom does." Tip crossed her arms over her chest. "Who are the heavenly Heads? That's not a Boov thing, is it?"

It sounded vaguely Boovian. Maybe it as an obscure alien cult.
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[personal profile] intotheout 2017-07-15 04:39 pm (UTC)(link)
That definitely sounded like a really badly translated Boov religion to Tip.

"Okay then. Hey, those giant heads didn't happen to kidnap a bunch of people and move them to Australia, did they?"
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[personal profile] intotheout 2017-07-15 04:54 pm (UTC)(link)
". . . Wow. They brainwashed you but good, didn't they."
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[personal profile] intotheout 2017-07-15 05:06 pm (UTC)(link)
"Girl, when I want to ascend I just get in my flying family car." Tip rolled her eyes. "My name's Tip. What's yours? Or do the giant floating heads not let you have that much individuality?"
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[personal profile] intotheout 2017-07-15 09:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Tip looked over at the Mortys and backed up a couple steps. "Nope, no Mortys here."

She never expected to miss the Boov this much. They at least were weird in a way that made sense.
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[personal profile] intotheout 2017-07-15 10:14 pm (UTC)(link)
"As far as I know, Morty's just a weird old white guy name," Tip said. "I'm thinking your great heads should have taken a left back at Neptune."
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[personal profile] intotheout 2017-07-16 02:20 am (UTC)(link)
". . . Your parents named your creepy fighty things?"
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[personal profile] intotheout 2017-07-16 02:24 am (UTC)(link)
Tip stared.

"Oh. Right. Of course."
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[personal profile] intotheout 2017-07-16 02:31 am (UTC)(link)
"So your alien overlords -- I mean, gods -- took your parents?" Tip shook her head. "I can totally relate to that."

Not so much the turning yourself into a priestess to them.
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[personal profile] intotheout 2017-07-16 02:37 am (UTC)(link)
"My mom," Tip said. "I don't have a dad."

A beat.

"I got her back."
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[personal profile] intotheout 2017-07-16 02:47 am (UTC)(link)
"No," Tip said. "Ew. We just had to go find her in the human preserve in Australia."

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