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Nina ([personal profile] bookbeltof_love) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2020-02-03 09:00 am
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Community Center Class: Tactics Pancake!!! | Monday

Okay so, like, the fact that she'd been forced last week to have them do nothing but character build in the sketchiest sort of tavern that she could recall ever having been in herself meant that, like, they were a little behind on where she wanted them to be in her glorious story.

Her original plans had called for them to reach Cereelel and spend a week there, searching for clues, before they embarked towards Waffledonia…

Alas, however, for she was having to strike the visit to Cereelel from existence. On the other hand… well. She'd been looking forward to this class a bunch.

So as far as downsides went… she was okay with this one?

"Compatriots!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Nina proclaimed, in a ringing voice, from where she stood absolutely surrounded by chalk drawings. And, yes, the class was blocked from stepping past the door quite yet by an invisible barrier. "Your visit to Cereelel has borne fruit!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! While few signs of the prince's plight remained, what you did find suggested that rather than be ingloriously kidnapped…………… the prince had, indeed, taken off on his own in pursuit of some greater power!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Sorry, Sir Eggolas, the prince's best friend and all. You'd been ditched.

"All signs point his journey taking him towards Waffledonia," Nina continued gleefully, "and after a heated debate—would Princess Danisha still pay you all handsomely if the prince had not, actually, been kidnapped????????—you take after him upon a trustworthy scow!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

What? Give them a proper ship for this? Don't be silly!

"A mere handful of hours from the shores of Cereelel you come across the torn and scattered remnants of a ship bearing the royal insignia!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! But no, not the royal insignia of Crepelandia or Pancakeia—the royal insignia of Waffledonia!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Who could the ship have belonged to when the sole heir to the throne, the late, great Prince Bagellan passed years ago?????????????????"

Nina heaved a dramatic sigh. Of delight. Her story was terrible and she loved it in every, single way.

"Alas," she said, "for poling amongst the wreckage means that not only do no further clues show themselves, nor survivors, but you are caught unawares by the appearance of the ghost pirate ship, the Queen Jama, and the fierce, and thoroughly undead, Pirate Queen Marmalady!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Surrounded on all sides and your scow pathetically underpowered, you are quickly taken into captivity and thrown into the brig!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Left there to rot………… but will you let this stand?????????????"

And it was only now that Nina's chalk drawings came to life, as she stepped back against the wall, a ghost ship in dark, weather-worn grey wood. Cobwebs, huge and thick danced about in a chill breeze, and the sea air carried the tang of blood and rot. Enormous spiders and skeletal rats skittered about the place as chains creaked and rattled.

The bars to your cell were rusted but the metal underneath was as solid and sturdy as the day the ship had been built.

"What," Nina asked, "will you do????????????????????????"

[Please to be waiting for the OCD is up, up and away!]
howareyanow: (*shocked anime sound*)

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[personal profile] howareyanow 2020-02-03 03:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Dread Sausafesge
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[personal profile] sith_happened 2020-02-04 02:16 am (UTC)(link)
Graaaaaaaaaaaand Muffman
betterthanaplan: (um what)

Re: Listen to the... lecture?

[personal profile] betterthanaplan 2020-02-03 03:19 pm (UTC)(link)
Duke listened closely to the set up, eyebrows climbing steadily higher with each new detail. Personally, he'd pictured Prince Bagellan going MIA during a giant land battle, but a shipwreck worked way better. . . .

And then there was the ghost pirate queen. He was kind of wishing he'd thought to do a ghost pirate queen in his class last semester.
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Re: Listen to the... lecture?

[personal profile] hashtag_chocobro 2020-02-03 03:21 pm (UTC)(link)
Sir Eggolas was sad, but not so much about missing the trip, but more for this unfortunate turn of events that was fine, it was fine that the prince had just abandoned them like that, totally fine, because, you know what? It was just a story, and a silly one from Nina at that, and so it was no big deal and didn't sort of hit Sir Eggolas where it kind of hurt the most or anything and make him sort of really regret going that whole Prince's BFF route with his character, or anything!

(Seriously, though, Nina, how could you do this to him?)

Fine, it was fine. It was just a story!
howareyanow: (working listening)

Re: Listen to the... lecture?

[personal profile] howareyanow 2020-02-03 03:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Wayne was...mostly still wondering why he kept coming to this thing. On the one hand, Nina was a friend, and he liked to show support for his friends, but, on the other hand, he couldn't help but feeling like this was the sort of thing you should try to prevent and that you only made it worse when you went and actively participated.
betterthanaplan: (I think it means "not her")

Re: Escape the Brig!

[personal profile] betterthanaplan 2020-02-03 03:23 pm (UTC)(link)
Ah, but they were skeletal rats. Those small bones could totally be useful as lock picks -- if Duke didn't habitually carry a set on him already.

"Really, this is just sloppy," he said, going to examine the cell door. "You always search your prisoners before throwing them into a brig. That's just pirate 101."

. . . Not that he'd covered it in his pirate class.
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Re: The Captain's Quarters

[personal profile] betterthanaplan 2020-02-03 03:24 pm (UTC)(link)
"Right, so." Duke pointed at the sapphire. "That's definitely a trap, right?"
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Re: The Captain's Quarters

[personal profile] hashtag_chocobro 2020-02-03 03:42 pm (UTC)(link)
"Unless..." Sir Eggolas offered, speculatively narrowing his eyes at the sapphire, "that's exactly what they want you to think."

Prompto...no.

Just...no.
betterthanaplan: (sure thing)

Re: The Captain's Quarters

[personal profile] betterthanaplan 2020-02-03 03:50 pm (UTC)(link)
“Well yes,” Duke said. “It’s not like it’s a subtle trap.”
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[personal profile] cypher_can_fly 2020-02-03 04:47 pm (UTC)(link)
"So I've never been to your class and I don't know what it's about," Owen said, walking in near the end of it, "But I do have cupcakes, so... I come out on top, as far as I'm concerned."
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Re: Talk to Professor Argentum

[personal profile] cypher_can_fly 2020-02-03 04:54 pm (UTC)(link)
"No," Owen said brightly, grinning at her. "I was going to stand here and eat them by myself. Very... very... slowly..."
cypher_can_fly: (owen: implore)

Re: Talk to Professor Argentum

[personal profile] cypher_can_fly 2020-02-03 05:03 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh no! Not Marmalady!" said Owen, eyes big as he clutched his (bright pink and orange and overly decorated) cupcakes.
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[personal profile] cypher_can_fly 2020-02-03 05:20 pm (UTC)(link)
"I earned these fair and square," Owen argued, "And no pirate... wench will take them from me!"
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[personal profile] cypher_can_fly 2020-02-03 05:41 pm (UTC)(link)
"I sold a book," Owen said solemnly. "What will you do about it?"
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[personal profile] cypher_can_fly 2020-02-03 06:55 pm (UTC)(link)
"NoooOOOOoooooo!" Owen said dramatically.

As he let her take a cupcake, obviously.
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Re: Talk to Professor Argentum

[personal profile] cypher_can_fly 2020-02-04 07:07 am (UTC)(link)
"How could you take my cupcake!" Owen wailed. "You terrible pirate, you!"

He still had three more cupcakes.