「 This year's different. I see it in the skies.
IT'S TIME I SEE TOONTOWN WITH MY OWN TWO EYES. 」
— MESMER
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「 WHEW! I AM TIRED FROM ALL THIS EFFORT. I MUST REST NOW. 」
「 This year's different. I see it in the skies.
IT'S TIME I SEE TOONTOWN WITH MY OWN TWO EYES. 」
ㅤㅤㅤLong snore... before he jolts awake. 「 Huh? What did I miss? 」
ㅤㅤㅤDespite the humorous occurance, he doesn't laugh a touch, just nodding at Eros. 「 I wish you luck on your journey. 」
“ GAH. AROOOO— “ swatting until he accidentally detached from the ceiling and fell onto the floor with a comedic flop. face down and everything. “ … ffffine. “
ㅤㅤㅤHe turns it bristle side up, lightly smacking Eros' side.
hey— heeeeeey— ( no broom! hissss! trying to get away as much as he can while being on the ceiling. AUGH. )
ㅤㅤㅤHe simply tsks, walking to the back of his shop and returning with a broom.
( standing still and staring. until! dropping to all fours and scuttling right up the walls. then onto the ceiling. staring down in childish disapproval. )
「 How else does the baby chick learn to fly? Now go, flap around. 」
i think you haaaate me and wanna see me flap around like a confused baby chick. ( he could probably remember all of that, but it was the principle! he made the map to purposefully just stash it away! damn rabbit. )
「 YOU CAN'T GO OUT ON YOUR OWN, AND THE REST OF US NEED TO STAY BEHIND AND PREPARE FOR OPERATION: DUCK HUNT.
THE TOONS AREN'T READY YET. 」
「 The roads are very straightforward. Down to Lighthouse Lane, then Barnacle Boulevard to Punchline Place, then the Toon Hall. At least try before you give up. 」
( he *was thinking about how nice it was that he was providing a map. was being the keyword. his smile instantly faded when he stuffed the map into his robe. ) wha-- hey! of COURSE m' gonna get lost! this ain't even my own universe!! is this cuz i was a lil' rude? what if i ask soooo nicesies.
「 As long as you're not visibly robotic, the toons won't worry about you a bit. 」 ㅤㅤㅤHe walks over to a bookshelf, pulling out an empty book and marking down a map. 「 You're going to want to head down about that way to get to Lighthouse Lane, then follow that down to the playground. Then, head—
WHAT! michael mouse ... ( shut up. he shuffles to peer outside. it certainly looked to be the case. sheesh, he sticks out worse here than he does on earth 9! ) god-- okay. wow.
🎹 On the list of other toons I'd want to play... maybe Paula? And maybe Flippy, but I know he's SO different between Clash and Rewritten.
🎹 I'm not a Clash fan. I don't know why I know all of this.
「 Yes, exactly like that. If you recognize the name— this place was founded by Mickey Mouse himself. But he hasn't been mayor in a good decade... 」
( he looks a lot less menacing with the lights on. blinking a few times. augh. the light! rubbing his face. ) ouuuu. a toon, huh? toon. like cartoon? i guess that fits visually. are toons what mainly make up this place?
ooc. WHO UP TOONIN' ALL OVER THE TOWN (you guys and also me hopefully if my brain latches onto it)
「 Well, then, that's a problem. A machine, you say..? You'd find better luck in Toontown Central, with the Scientoons. 」 ㅤㅤㅤHe stands up, walking over to the light switch, turning them on. 「 To answer your first question, I'm a toon. A rabbit, to be precise. 」
ow. ( okay, warranted. his ears flick up and down. ) okay, yeah. m’ lost. catastrophically lost. i accidentally turned a machine i was workin’ on mid-maintenance and fell through the portal it opened.
ㅤㅤㅤHe reaches down into his desk, flicking a pen at Eros' head. 「 Show some respect, Eros. 」
heh. hehe. lil’ oldman. ( dude. ) yeah, i guess i am. when yer workin’ with multiversal stuff, hijinks happen.
「 You must be quite lost, then. 」 ㅤㅤㅤThat is not an answer. 「 My /name/ is Lil Oldman, if you'd like to be polite. 」
it’s not the first time he’s seen colorful animal folks. “ you a mobian? or some other brand a’ fuzzy fella? “ can you not ask questions when mysteriously shrouded in darkness, man.
ㅤㅤㅤHe adjusts his glasses, keeping eye contact with the little weirdo.
staring at the [READER] from a dark corner. only his eyes glow. jesus, man.
「 Life is hardly fair, young dragon. What do you plan to do about it? 」 ㅤㅤㅤIs he... baiting her?
[ not even a second into another step, she tugs her jacket closer and tucks crossed arms in a harsh shudder. brazen stomps don't stop their stride, however. ] H - h - hhhHARDLY FAIR! QUIT THAT!
🎹 There's a lot of Toontown characters we could write, hm... half tempted to bring our Coach Z and Lowden interpretations over...
「 Please. It's much more complicated than "turning it on." 」 ㅤㅤㅤIn displeasure, he waves his hand, the clouds above her growing heavier.
[ shuddering furiously. ] What th' actual hell — who turned on th' snow??? [ head flipping around wildly, eyes locking on the core of the harsh winds. ] HEY?
🎹 We have to actually research Clash unless we want to do a generic converging Toontowns story AGAIN... scary (we play Rewritten)