2/2 Nina & Nino 2013/07/26(Fri)23:16 No. 528134 ID: 2ae1fb
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NINO: Jeez, I wonder what else is in the box?

Suddenly, the box begins to glow, and a samba rhythm pours out of it.

NINA: Oh, no...

NINO: Get ready to fight!

Smoke seems to be coming out of a small, green-and-yellow striped parcel. The parcel jumps, by itself, out of the larger one, and crawls toward us.

NINA: What sort of a world is this, anyway?

NINO: A hilarious one! Well... hilarious and dangerous, but that sort of goes without saying.

It hops around in front of us, as if begging to be opened, the samba music becoming louder and more festive.

NINO: It doesn't smell like vinegar.

NINA: You're right...

NINO: The smoke kinda smells like.... José's cigars.

NINA: Wait... are you suggesting José could be inside this box?

NINO: Sounds about right. This is a Toon world, Nina, I can tell! And that means... Anything could happen!

NINA: Oh... joy.

Before I can say anything, Nino takes the ribbon off of the box. Inside is a book marked "Brasil."

NINO: Looks harmless enough, right?

Suddenly, the book pops open, and there's a tiny pop-up stage on the page it opened to. Hey, it's José and Donald! Donald looks serious, but José's dancing around and playing his umbrella like a guitar! And they're both teensy-tiny! Like little ants!

DONALD: No time to explain! We have to get to Bahia, fast!

JOSÉ: Ahhh... Bahia... The most beautiful....

DONALD: I said no time! Do the thing!

JOSÉ: Oh... right!

Suddenly, José.... splits himself into several tiny Josés? And they make a big stack of Josés? And the one on top... pulls out a hammer? And beats Nino over the head!?

NINA: Nino!

He... shrunk?

NINO: It doesn't hurt! I'm fine!

Okay, it's official... this is my favorite world we've been to. José hits Nina with his magic hammer, too, and now she's tiny like the rest of us.

JOSÉ: Should we take the train?

DONALD: No time! Just skip to page 20!

JOSÉ: Skip? Do you not love the beautiful forest? The enchanting.....?

DONALD: NO TIME! SKIP TO PAGE 20!

José grabs the pages of the pop-up book and turns a bunch of them.

JOSÉ: Have it your way! You are, as they say, a twig-in-the-dirt. Here! Page 20 is Bahia!

NINA: But... but that's a state in Brazil.

JOSÉ: Yes. And this is a book of Brazil, no? And page 20 is Bahia!

NINA: I don't...

DONALD: We don't have time for this! Yayá is in trouble!

NINA: Yayá?

JOSÉ: The most beautiful woman in all of Bahia. She sells cookies. Also, she's got a magic power!

NINA: ....What?

NINO: Just go with it! Let's save her!

The pop-up book reveals a lovely city with beautiful buildings. I hear a woman scream. She's surrounded by several men... no, creatures. There's about ten of them. They're dressed the way you'd expect of Brazilian men in the 1940s... but they remind me of the men who kidnapped Dumbo.

We step into the book, and it's as if we are actually in the city. I don't think the men have seen us yet. Donald's wielding José's hammer, and José has.... his umbrella?

JOSÉ: Get ready, amigos.

You know what? I think I really hate this world.

[Nina]
Nice! Ok, that bad-luck curse of yours, could you hit the guys with it without getting the woman?
And once you do that, it's shooting time! Might wanna get on your broom for safety and focus on protecting the woman.
[Nino]
I've got an idea for you, dunno how safe it is as a warning but, think you could bounce around on their heads and distract them?
[all]
General plan here is Nina takes to the skies and rains down the pain, Nino, Donald and Jose carefully engage, but ready to bounce away whenever Nina fires. Those elemental shots are probably fairly dangerous!

Firing into a crowd containing someone you don't want to kill seems kind of risky. Try starting with the ones closer to the edges of the group to draw their attention.

If we're protecting the woman, the shield spell would be best.

1/3 Nina & Nino 2013/07/27(Sat)20:15 No. 528523 ID: 2ae1fb
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>>528171
NINA: Creepy men, your lives will become as sour as vinegar! Lackipo nikrif scrumpet leech!

I take to the skies and raise my rifle. I take out three of the men with three perfect shots, and their bodies crumple into black powder. I think they've spotted me, though, and are all running to avoid me, running behind Yaya to prevent me from shooting. I shoot my last three bullets, but they miss, too. I still have one lightning and one fire bullet in my ammo box, but those are dangerous, and they are the last of my ammo. Hopefully the others can take out the other seven without needing me to resort to using them!

NINO: Good shooting, Nina!

NINA: Don't just stand there! Fight!

NINO: Oh! Right!

Donald and José are already fighting with the men. Donald smashes two of the men with José's hammer. Jose tries to stab one with his umbrella, but the man picks him up by the scruff of his neck and tosses him through the window of the nearest building. He leans his head out of the window and calls to Yayá in Portuguese. Man, that's a weird-sounding language.

JOSÉ: Yaya! Você não está indefesa! Luta!

YAYÁ: Como? Eu nunca lutei antes!

JOSÉ: Sua magia! Use a sua magia!

YAYÁ: Vou tentar...

She raises her hands toward the lamp on the wall of the nearest building and begins to dance. Suddenly, the lamp starts to dance with her, and sprouts a happy face. It sees the men and its smile turns into a big scary frown. The lamp begins to glow and hits the closest man. He goes all electric-y and falls into the dude behind him, and they all get electrocuted in a big chain, blowing up into black dust! Ewww... now everything smells like vinegar...

YAYÁ: Eu fiz isso! Eu fiz isso!

JOSÉ: Isso foi incrível! Bom trabalho!

José jumps out of the window, opening his umbrella to float down safely.

JOSÉ: For someone who has never fought before in her life, Yaya really kicked the butt!

Yaya smiles.

YAYÁ: Obrigado! Tenha algumas quindines. Eu os fiz sozinho!

She pulls a box out of... somewhere, full of little round cakes. They certainly don't look like biscuits, but I suppose it's a Brazilian thing. She gives one to each of us, then waves and walks away, down the street, humming a song to herself.

NINO: These are really good!

JOSÉ: Yes. Yayá's cookies are the best. Donald used to have quite a thing for her...

DONALD: Hey! Shut up! That was a really long time ago... Daisy wasn't even around yet! Besides, we don't have time! We still have to open Panchito's present.

NINA: So, we're going to meet your friend Panchito?

JOSÉ: Yes. There's a problem over in Mexico City, and he needs our help.

We walk a few steps down the street, and we're suddenly outside of the book. The immense parcel looms above us.

NINA: We're so small! How are we going to open the last present?

JOSÉ: It is very simple.

He poses dramatically, and a spotlight appears above his head.

JOSÉ: Nada nesta manga... Nada nesta manga...

He dances around a bit, then blows into his finger, regaining his normal size.

NINO: Huh! I think I can do that... Nada nesta manga, nada nesta manga!

Suddenly, Nino's his normal size as well.

NINA: Let me try. Nada nesta manga! Nada nesta manga!

I blow on my finger... but nothing happens.

DONALD: Don't worry. I'm not good at this, either.

NINA: I don't understand... isn't that a spell? Why doesn't it work for me?

JOSÉ: It's just a little black magic!

NINO: I think it's a Toon thing, Nina.

NINA: Well, I'm sick of Toon things! A little help, please?

José grabs mine and Donald's hands, and pushes our indexes fingers into our mouths. Donald blows on his, and begins to grow, so I follow suit. Sure enough, we're soon all our right, proper sizes.

Donald pulls the final present out the large parcel, revealing a huge, elaborate red hat-box with a pink, green, and yellow ribbon around it. We pull the ribbon off, and the box explodes in lights, colors, and sounds.

Whoa! This is SO cool! It's like there's a party in the box! It's all, like swirly and loud! There's a pretty string in the middle... I wanna touch it!

DONALD: Don't touch that! It does things to you...

NINO: Awww... what do you mean?

DONALD: You don't wanna know.

Suddenly, the string bloats into the shape of a piñata, and a red rooster in a sombrero jumps out, firing silver pistols into the air and screaming.

???: Hola, my friends! And hola to my new friends, from México!

NINO: You're from Mexico?

PANCHITO: Sí. Panchito Pistoles, at your service!

NINO: No way! My mom's from Mexico, too!

PANCHITO: That's wonderful. It is a beautiful country. Say, would you like to learn a little something about Mexican history? It's very interesting, and...

DONALD: NO! We have to take care of that thing first!

PANCHITO: Oh, Donald. Always pooping the party!

JOSÉ: That's what I always say!

PANCHITO: No, amigos. We are all three of us together again for the first time in a while. I propose we...

JOSÉ: Yes! We should!

DONALD: No! NO! We're not going to!

JOSÉ: But, Donald! We have to!

PANCHITO: It's traditional. And I won't take you to Mexico City until we do the thing.

DONALD: WHAT? The fate of the entire WORLD is at stake!

PANCHITO: Exactly! So there's nothing to worry about!

DONALD: That doesn't even make any sense!

JOSÉ: Donald. No one cares. It is, as you say, useless to resist, no?

PANCHITO: So, we're doing the thing! Friends of Donald, prepare to be entertained!

 

José stands next to Panchito, and Donald begrudgingly follows them. They perform an elaborate music number, and...

...And I really, really just want to leave this world. It's all complete nonsense.

THIS IS THE GREATEST THING EVER! But now I'm going to have that song stuck in my head all day! "We're three caballeros, three gay caballeros..." I wonder on a scale of one to ten how pissed Nina would be if I just sing that for the rest of the adventure? Might actually be kinda hilarious to find out!

3/3 Nina & Nino 2013/07/27(Sat)20:22 No. 528534 ID: 2ae1fb
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Anyway, at the end of the song, Panchito appears out of nowhere, riding a large... thing? Made of papier-mâché.

NINO: Is it pinata time? I love pinatas!

PANCHITO: Yes. Break the pinata!

DONALD: Panchito...

PANCHITO: What? I'm not gonna break it for them. There's some things in life you just have to do for yourself.

José and Panchito tie blindfolds around Nino and myself.

PANCHITO: Now go on! Break the pinata!

DONALD: This is so stupid! Why do I even hang out with you people?

JOSÉ: Because you're a masochist?

PANCHITO: And you love us deeply?

DONALD: Yeah... something like that.

What on earth am I supposed to be doing? And what does this have to do with saving Mexico City?

Oh jeez... I hope I beat Nina to the piñata! I wonder what's inside?

>>528534
[Nina]
Don't you have a cybernetic eye that can see through the blindfold? Well, try hitting it just to see if you can, but I expect the damn thing to dance around and completely avoid you. So cheat only if it starts taking way too long.

[Nina]
Ah, never been to a pinata party? The goal is to break the pinata with the stick in your hands. The fact that you can't see is where things get fun! swinging blind!
...But I'm gonna go ahead and guess you should try and listen for footsteps, and stay near those. But make sure the sounds aren't in front of you if you decide to swing that stick! You'll hit someone!

Just be glad you didn't end up in mathamagic land, Nina.

1/2 Nina & Nino 2013/07/28(Sun)22:37 No. 528966 ID: 2ae1fb
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>>528537
That sounds ridiculous.

>>528536
Oh, right! I tap one of the buttons on the side of my head, and I can suddenly see the outlines of everything through my blindfold.

I raise my stick, and...

What!? It jumped out of the way?

DONALD: Guys, there's no time for this!

PANCHITO: No idea what you are talking about, Donald!

JOSÉ: We aren't doing nothing...

I look around, and find José and Panchito holding a rope, moving the piñata around! That HAS to be against the rules!

NINO: Hehehe! This is fun! I'll bet there's lots of candy inside!

NINA: This is completely ridiculous.

I take a decisive step toward the outline of the piñata, and bash it with the stick. It flies open in a shower of random objects. Confetti, sombreros, dancing dolls...

PANCHITO: You can take off the blindfolds, now.

NINO: Awww, man... did you break it, Nina?

NINA: Yes? Isn't that what I was supposed to do?

NINO: Yeah, but... But I wanted to.

NINA: Sorry, but we really, really need to get back to saving the world.

DONALD: Exactly! Now get out your book, and let's go!

PANCHITO: Alright, alright. To Mexico City, next stop.

Panchito walks over to one of the objects that fell out of the pinata, though I'm not sure how it actually was able to fit into the pinata. It's a book, but it's huge. Much taller than any of us.

Panchito opens the book, revealing photographs of various scenes of Mexican life.

PANCHITO: It's a shame we don't have more time. Mexican history is truly fascinating. I would tell you all about it if...

DONALD: No. Magic sarape. NOW.

Panchito puts his fingers to his beak and whistles, and a sort of cloth comes flying out of the pile of random objects.

PANCHITO: All aboard!

NINA: But this... magic sarape of yours doesn't look large enough to hold all five of us.

PANCHITO: Hmm... you're right!

He grabs it by the edges and pulls, and it suddenly becomes much larger.

NINA: Is this supposed to be like a flying carpet?

PANCHITO: Yes!

NINO: COOL!

We all board the sarape, and it takes to the air. It's a much less pleasant ride than I'm used to. A broomstick is sturdy, practical, predictable. This thing feels like it has a life of its own, and it's actually rather frightening.

Panchito raises his hands to a photograph of a river, and sparks fly from his palms. Suddenly, the photograph becomes a window, and I can see people floating down the river on boats.

PANCHITO: Hang on tight, amigos!

He pilots the sarape through the window, and we sail high into the Mexican sky.

WHOA! This is, like, the COOLEST roller-coaster ever! I wish I had one of these!

NINO: This is so much fun!

PANCHITO: Next stop, Mexico City!

We soar higher and higher into the sky, until... Wait, the ground looks really weird...

NINO: Panchito, why are all the cities labelled? It looks like...

PANCHITO: A map? Si, it is! This is a map of Mexico!

NINO: Oh, okay.

NINA: Okay? You mean you understand what just happened? We just sailed through a book, into the sky, and onto a map?

NINO: Makes sense to me.

NINA: I think you're completely bonkers.

PANCHITO: Hang on! Here we go!

He pulls a lasso out of his pocket, and uses it to grab the dot on the map labelled "Mexico City." The dot starts moving closer and closer to us, opening as a window. I can see a bustling, brightly-lit city below us.

Suddenly, the window envelops us, and the map is nowhere to be seen.

NINO: Neat!

PANCHITO: Alright. Here we are.

JOSÉ: Mexico City... This is where the problems in the world are, no?

PANCHITO: Sí, Jose.

DONALD: So... what's the problem? Everything looks normal.

PANCHITO: Look up.

Oh, goodness.

There's an immense woman's head floating in the night sky. She's singing a lovely melody, and staring blankly into space.

NINA: Oh, dear... That doesn't look good.

DONALD: But that's always been there!

NINA: ....What?

PANCHITO: Yes. But there's something wrong with her.

DONALD: What do you mean?

The head suddenly turns toward us and speeds up.

JOSÉ: Move, Panchito! Fly!

We fly in the opposite direction, but not fast enough.

PANCHITO: It's no good! I can't overtake it...

FLOATING HEAD: You belong to my heart....

She keeps coming closer and closer... NO! She's going to swallow us!

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Whoa! That thing opened its mouth and I guess that's where we are... it's super-dark in here.

JOSÉ: So... what now?

NINO: Whoa! What's that?

In this black... space in which we've found ourselves (I'm not entirely sure what to call it... it's not wet like the inside of a mouth, but I wouldn't exactly call it a "room," either), there's a creature. It looks vaguely like a cartoon horse with long, blonde hair, except that its body is made out of cloth, and its legs appear to be human legs. On its back rides three figures...

José? Donald? Panchito?

DONALD: Who are these bozos?

JOSÉ: Donald... I think they're us...

PANCHITO: And they're armed! Stand and fight!

NINA: What? We're fighting... you?

NINO: And some pony-thingy?

PANCHITO: Looks like it!

NINO: Wow, even I'M kinda confused!

>>528969
I must say, I am quite disturbed and frightened by this.

Weeellll... It just so happens that they are all grouped up and one of your two remaining bullets is explosive. If they manage to scatter in time, go for mirror-Panchito first, as he has guns.

This implies that you will most likely fight evil version of yourselves sooner or later. We should try to get a spell to avoid projectiles like bullets.

>>528969
Guns! Rabbit the evil Panchito immediately (as it can't miss and we don't need a long-lasting hex), then curse the lot of them. You have no ammo in your rifle at the moment, so you might consider reloading. The other three toons should be able to handle this in a relatively straightforward manner with the bad-luck curse active and no enemy guns.

If something goes wrong, use the shield to cover your party while you regroup and reload the rifle. Someone else should aim the rifle to get a shot off right as you drop the shield.

[Nina]
Oh jeez. Horse-Donald's melee. Horse-Jose is defensive, and Horse-Panchito is ranged. Right. You might need to Frog or Rabbit Jose first, depending on if that umbrella can block magical attacks. It shouldn't? But at the same time Toon power is really high here, so that could be a problem...
I'm concerned about the horse, but hopefully it's job is just movement, and it won't be able to do that much, combat-wise on it's own.
Maybe give your gun back to Donald, since you've got plenty of spell casting to do.

Nina & Nino 2013/07/31(Wed)04:42 No. 529867 ID: 2ae1fb
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>>528984
>>528988
>>529040
Wow, so many different ideas! I suppose I'll just have to combine them.

I open my ammo box as quickly as possible, and load my final two bullets into the gun, with the fire one first.

NINA: Donald, take this! Hurry!

Donald grabs my rifle.

DONALD: With pleasure!

I turn my focus toward the group.

NINA: Filigree Apogee Pedigree Perigee!

The enemy Panchito turns into a rabbit and falls off of the horse's back.

The horse begins to turn towards us, just as Donald raises my rifle. Suddenly, the horse's head lunges forward, mouth open. It's on a spring!? That's just ridiculous! And sort of terrifying.

Donald fires a shot.... but the fire bullet sails over the horse's head.

NINA: I cast this circle to--

No time! The horse's head speeds towards me and I dive out of the way. I avoid being bitten, but I hit the ground pretty hard.

ARGH! My shoulder... It hurts really bad.

Nina's down! I don't know what to do. I just feel completely useless... There's nothing funny about this, so I'm not sure what I can do.

Meanwhile, Jose runs toward the horse. He uses his umbrella to spear the rabbit, and it explodes into black dust! Luckily, the evil-twin Donald and Jose are too busy guiding the horse-thingy to attack him.

Panchito starts firing his pistols at the bad guys, and pumps the evil-twin Donald full of holes.

Now, it's just the creepy Jose-thingy on that fucked-up horse. But I don't think Nina's in any shape to fight.

Imagine me facepalming right now. Ok...So Nino's down to whatever's in his bag, and no toon power?
Well, I've got one for ya. Get your hammer out, and BEAN that horse in the head if it springs at you! Maybe get it's attention so it targets you specifically.

Get you umbrella, and prepare for an umbrella duel.

Two words. Banana peels.

...giggle at the ghostly?

Nina & Nino 2013/07/31(Wed)23:56 No. 530159 ID: 2ae1fb
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>>530029
Dude! Bro-hoof! Though... I guess this isn't a good time. Also we're fighting a giant pony-thingy. So... I'm not really sure how to feel about that.

>>529869
>>529984
>>530000
Alright... time to reach in the bag and see what I get, then!

I got... an apple? No!

...A banana peel? Alright, looks like we'll go with that, then!

I throw the banana peel under the horse's feet, and it goes sliding! Perfect timing, bad-José was just about to stab good-José with his umbrella! It's sliding towards me, though! Uh-oh!

Panchito fires off his pistols, but he misses by a lot.

Donald fires Nina's rifle at the horse, and WHOA! He hits it right in the head! The head explodes and evil-José gets toasted, too! Gotta love electricity! He explodes into black powder. The cloth that made up the horse's body falls on the ground, and the legs keep walking.

What? This, like, hole-thingy opens in the darkness, and the legs walk through it. That bird dude who let the penguin and donkey out is there, grinning at us. He sings a nonsense song and grabs the side of the hole, pulling it inside out.

Suddenly, it's like we're outside, but the sky looks like it's made of blue and pink stripes. There are cacti everywhere, too!

What just happened?

NINA: Did we win?

DONALD: Don't let your guard down yet.

PANCHITO: Look!

There's a lady dressed kinda like a cowgirl in a sombrero holding a riding crop. She's grinning at us, and it's totally awkward. She raises her riding crop, and all the cacti... probably, like, 10 cacti, all start walking towards us. They look prickly!

We have to fight again? So quickly? But I can barely move my arm! I feel so helpless...

Oh my god please let this be the last fight. Okay, battle plan. We've got 10 foes, and they look a bit slow. All our toons could do some dance-combat with them.

Nina, you don't need both arms to do witchcraft. You'll want to curse the cacti, of course. Then pick them off one by one with transformation spells. Huh, wait, maybe you could turn the girl into something, and someone could steal that crop. If it controls the cacti, maybe we can get them on our side? In that case, you wouldn't want to curse the cacti... unless you can undo the curse, I forget.
[Nina] Try out some of your extra vision modes to see if you can see anything odd anywhere.

Also next time we see that damn bird, kill it or something immediately! I suspect it will keep throwing enemies at us if we don't!

They are slow but unless you care to be launched sky-high I'd reccomend you stay out of their reach!
[Nina]
General curse-work seems good, but watch how close the nearest Cacti gets-we don't want you to not have enough time to shield, like what happened in the horse.
[Nino]
If you manage to get your hammer or some sort of weapon I trust you could follow the other toon's lead and be awesome then? Maybe knock em over like dominoes!

Ah, I have another idea. Nina, try enchanting PANCHITO's ammo! For this, use fire.

Oh god. Her

Nina & Nino 2013/08/01(Thu)23:10 No. 530596 ID: 2ae1fb
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>>530189
I can undo the curse, I've just never needed to until now.

NINA: Cacti, your lives will become as sour as vinegar!

>>530489
NINA: Panchito, give me your ammo!

PANCHITO: Alright!

He pops his pistols open and shakes a mountain of bullets out onto the ground. There have to be at least several thousand in that pile! I hold my hands over the pile.

NINA: I charge thee with the element of fire!

All of the bullets begin to glow red.

PANCHITO: Ha ha! Thank you!

In one smooth motion, he scoops the entire pile of bullets back into his pistols. Well... alright, then.

He pumps several fire bullets into the girl. She explodes dramatically, and her riding crop goes sailing off in an arc.

Whoa, I caught it! All the cacti are standing there, like they're waiting for something. Dude, this is gonna be cool! I shake the crop a bit.. and they all start dancing! They're actually kinda cute!

DONALD: Nice shooting, Panchito!

PANCHITO: Thanks to Nina! Those bullets are hot, hot tamales!

NINA: So... What do we do now?

Before anyone can answer, there's a flash of light. We're in the darkness again, but there's a light at the end of the tunnel. We're in a narrow corridor that feels almost entirely round and made of metal.

NINO: I guess we just go forward?

JOSÉ: Do you see a better option, Amigo?

When we leave the corridor (which appears to be a giant musical instrument of some sort), we find ourselves in a room that appears to be almost identical to the one in which the giant parcel was, except that the walls and floor are bright gold. Standing at a distance is a really weird creature.

It appears to be a large wooden bull on wheels with a cloth draped over it. Sticks of explosives are clearly visible sticking out from under the cloth.

NINO: Oh, no! Oh, no no no no no no! How are we supposed to fight that?

NINA: Well, we have an army of cacti, a witch, and four powerful Toons. I'm sure we'll think of something. We've been doing great so far.

NINO: I hope this is almost over!

DONALD: I think it probably is.

PANCHITO: But, remember! We still need to fix whatever was wrong with the Romance of Mexico City!

DONALD: It's time for a bullfight!

>>530596
...there's TNT in that thing. What you want to do is light the fuses somehow then cast the shield spell so you don't all die in the resulting explosion.

>>530598

Yes! The shield spell should be perfect for surviving explosions!

Fire shots from panchito, right before Nina finishes the shield spell incantation.
Watch the AWESOME fireworks as the bull goes BOOOOOOM!!!

>>530596
To contain the explosion,, taunt the bomb-bull with your cape, so that it runs right into the corridor you just came in by.
Then finish the shield chant and shoot it with Fire Bullets!

Oh, heh. It's a-bomb-in-a-bull. I give them style points for that one.

Nina & Nino 2013/08/03(Sat)22:15 No. 531287 ID: 2ae1fb
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>>530861
HA! I hadn't even thought of that! I definitely appreciate a good pun, but I think I'd appreciate it more if we weren't about to fight for our lives... again.

>>530669
Oh, that's a great idea! I...

Wait... The corridor's just gone. Of course. I suppose it just sprouted legs and walked off. An entire 50-foot long trumpet. How did I expect anything different?

>>530598
>>530669
>>530601
NINA: On my signal, Panchito... fire.

PANCHITO: Ready when you are, Nina!

I raise my hand and focus, just as the bull starts to charge.

NINA: I cast this circle to protect this...

I raise my hand toward the bull, and Panchito fires his pistols madly.

NINA: ...Sacred space.

The pink shield comes out of my hand and surrounds us and our cactus army, leaving only the bull outside.

NINO: He missed!

JOSÉ: Look again, Amigo!

Whoa... clever! He didn't hit it... but he grazed it! The wicks of some of the dynamite got lit when that burning bullet got close... Now we wait!

BOOM! BLAM! KA-POWIE! Whoa, this is super-cool! It's like the Fourth of July up in here! Fireworks just shoot out of the bull, and it collapses into ash.

The sparklies from the fireworks fall down from the sky and cover the ground. The smoke in the air shifts and... weird. It's like everything's all greenish-bluish. Plants start growing out of the ground really quick.

NINA: Should we... lower the shield?

DONALD: Wait. We should see what happens first. If we need to fight again, we'll start from a defended position.

JOSÉ: Donald!

PANCHITO: That's brilliant!

JOSÉ: How do you think of things like that?

DONALD: It's called common sense, boys!

[color=blue]Suddenly, this huge blue-and-purple-ish flower blooms right in front of us. It gets really, really tall, like SUPER huge, and all these vines are growing out of the base.

The flower opens, and in the center is that girl's head that was floating in the sky.

PANCHITO: There she is! The Romance of Mexico City!

NINA: I don't understand. What is it?

PANCHITO: She symbolizes all of the romantic that is in the beautiful city and its skies at night.

DONALD: What are we supposed to do?

PANCHITO: I don't know... I think there's something wrong with her.

NINA: Do we have to fight?

The flower opens its mouth and begins to sing, moving its vines like immense tentacles. It brings them in towards our shielded position, as if waiting to strike. Her singing sounds wrong, slightly off-key and slow. It's really disturbing to listen to.

ROMANCE: You belong to my heart
Now and forever
And our love had its start
Not long ago....

PANCHITO: I think we may not have a choice.

NINO: What do we do? That thing's HUGE!

Sing, you fools!

You know the words in your heart! The heart of Mexico!

Sing the song of your people the world!

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>>531288
>>531304
>>531358
Uhh... Uhh...

NINO: You belong to my heart
And... something-something-something...
I... uhhh... dunno the words...

NINA: Well, I don't know them, either!

NINO: But... but the head-voices said we'd know!

PANCHITO: Amigos? What are you doing?

NINA: Panchito, do you know the words to the song?

PANCHITO: Of course! But what does that have to do with anything?

NINO: Head-voices said we gotta sing!

DONALD: WHAT!?

JOSÉ: That's very lovely! But... for why?

NINA: I think it might help restore the Spirit of Romance. It reminds me of what happened with Elvis, and...

NINO: Huh?

NINA: Never mind.

PANCHITO: She can't hear you. She is a concept of abstraction!

NINA: Please, Panchito! You have to!

NINO: The head-voices said you have to! And we don't know how!

PANCHITO: Well... it's worth a try.

DONALD: No! Stop! We don't have time for this!

PANCHITO: We were gathering stars while a million guitars played our love song
When I said "I love you," every beat of my heart said it, too...

DONALD: STOP IT! Right now!

Whoa! I don’t think I’ve ever seen Donald that mad! He starts quacking and screaming over Panchito’s singing, flailing his arms about and jumping up and down. It’d be kind of adorable if this weren’t really tense.

JOSÉ: Amigos!? A little help?

We were all watching Panchito trying to sing while Donald shouted.... But José calls out and we turn around...

What? But my shield is up!

One of the plant's roots has burrowed under the ground, come up in the middle of the shield, and wrapped itself around José, lifting him off the ground. His face is turning red... I think it's squeezing him quite tight.

DONALD: Stop singing and save him, dammit!

All the time, the face in the center of the flower continues singing, a passive, far-away look in its eye.

NINO: But the head-voices said...

NINA: I don't care! We're not about to stand around while this plant kills our friend!

NINO: But how do we stop it without hurting Jose?

NINA: ...Hopefully the head-voices will decide to help, after all.

>>531627
Okay that didn't work at all, nuts! Should've given you the words, too, that was kindof dumb. Time for the direct approach. Frog then unfrog José to get him out of there, first off.

Then stop with the singing since it's not doing anything. After that we should get the cacti in a defensive formation before dropping the shield. Relocate if any more vines burrow in the ground. I'm not sure if we should try killing the flower? I mean, it's kindof connected to the thing we're trying to save. We need to find out how to fix it without risking killing... well wait, if it's just conceptual, killing the flower can't hurt, can it? Or maybe we need to enhance its romance?

[Nina]
You might want to get on your broom at this point. Bad luck on the flower-monster would help defensively, but I wonder if you could just turn the whole thing into a frog.

[Nino]
I wish we could like, stack up all the cacti for a giant cacti and have them grapple the flower-monster. Do you think enough toon shenanigans can manage that?

Going for the root should get José loose if you can do it quickly, but otherwise go with the frog plan.

Well I'm out of ideas.

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>>531630
NINA: Enough of that! Come here, José!

Within a matter of seconds, I turn José into a frog and turn him back again. It's a strange sensation performing those two spells in such a short time span, but it works.

JOSÉ: Thanks! I was almost killed dead!

I use my riding crop to make the cacti stand in a semi-circle in front of us. This is easy!

NINA: Alright! Get ready! I'm dropping the shield! Lackipo nikrif scrumpet leech!

I take off and the shield dissolves.

NINA: Plant, your life will become as sour as vinegar.

I point directly at it.

NINA: Enough of that singing!

The blue lightning hits it, but it doesn't do anything. I guess it can't be turned into a frog.

Well, I don't have any other ideas... so let's try the cactus-thing! I wave my riding crop around, and they all hop on top of each other. They're, like, fusing! It's pretty big now, but, I wonder....

I wave my riding crop around some more... Yes! The giant cactus-monster is getting even bigger, and sprouting a shit-ton of arms! And those arms are sprouting more arms! It's about as big as the plant now!

The plant raises its tentacles to protect itself from the pokey nightmare that is my giant-cactus-mecha-thingy (oh, jeez, I feel like such a badass saying that!) and the cactus-thingy grapples it.

Wow! I think my cactus is keeping all the tentacle-vines busy!

Panchito fires his pistols and severs one of the creature's vines. Nino's cactus now has a free arm, which it uses to punch the flower in the face. While the Spirit of Romance continues singing, the flower itself slumps backwards, as if dazed.

JOSÉ: Nada nesta manga... nada nesta manga...

DONALD: What are you doing? Do we have time for this?

José begins to dance around, and then blows on his finger... Soon, he's as large as the flower and the cactus! I didn't even know he could do that!

He smacks the flower with his umbrella, and it continues to hang limply.

Suddenly, with a mighty burst of force, Nino's giant cactus rips the entire plant's structure out of the ground. The cactus throws the flower to the ground, its tentacles and roots going completely still.

ROMANCE: Now we own all the stars and a million guitars are still playing
Darling, you are the song and you'll always belong to my heart.

The plant dissolves into powder, except for the flower, which releases a cloud of sparkling, golden pollen. The Spirit of Romance's head pops out of the flower and floats away into infinite space, singing as she goes.

PANCHITO: Beautiful... Too beautiful for words.

NINO: Where is she going?

PANCHITO: Home, to Mexico City. I think everything's going to be just fine.

There's the vault sound-y thingy! He's right! Everything IS fine!

NINO: We did it, Nina! We saved this world!

NINA: We did.

José uses his magical hammer to make himself normal-size again. That gives me an idea! I use the riding crop to shrink the giant cactus down tiny-small and throw both the cactus and the riding crop into my bag. Yay! Cactus get!

NINO: Is this the world you were talking about, Jose? The world that makes no sense?

JOSÉ: Yes, it is.

NINA: I don't really understand.

JOSE: They will be connected again once you save the multiverse.

PANCHITO: And then we'll be free to go wherever we like again!

DONALD: Guys, stop...

PANCHITO: But we'll be able to hang out again! And see your friends again, Donald!

JOSÉ: I miss it, too.

NINA: So... You used to be able to leave this world and visit Donald's, but you can't anymore. Is that right?

NINO: Why are you stuck here?

JOSÉ: Donald said his friend Mickey made the deciding.

PANCHITO: At least WE were allowed to keep our memories.

JOSÉ: Very nice of him. He's a good fellow.

NINA: Donald, what are they talking about?

DONALD: ...We're leaving. We're leaving right now. I'll see you two later.

PANCHITO: I think we said something wrong, Amigo.

JOSÉ: Donald, stop being such a moist blanket!

PANCHITO: And you two? Come and visit any time!

NINO: I'd love to!

NINA: Uhhh... Donald? Are you alright?

DONALD: Yeah. Come on, we're going to my house. Use your ring.

NINA: Alright. Ring, take us to the home of Donald Duck.

Honestly, I'm glad to be out of that world. But now I'm worried. What did Panchito mean, "we were allowed to keep our memories?"

Donald looked PISSED! I'm actually kinda scared...

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We pop up in the middle of Donald's living room, and see Minnie and Daisy sitting at a table, drinking coffee and playing Scrabble.

DAISY: What!? That's not even a word!

MINNIE: Oh? Well then, why is it in the dictionary?

DAISY: Poor naive Minnie... Do you trust everything you read?

MINNIE: Daisy, why do you always have to... Oh! Look! Donald's back.

DAISY: And Nina and Nino!

MINNIE: Donald, are you alright? Hello....

She trails off and clasps a hand to her mouth, staring at me with wide eyes.

DAISY: Oh, my....

DONALD: Panchito and José are idiots. Ready or not, we gotta take these two to the Storyteller.

DAISY: Oh, he's ready.

MINNIE: He called and told us.

DONALD: He actually used the phone Mickey gave him?

MINNIE: I guess so. He told us to bring them the next time we saw them.

DONALD: Oh. Well, that's perfect, then.

MINNIE: Nina... Are you alright?

DAISY: You look horrible!

MINNIE: Daisy!

DAISY: It's true.

NINA: I know... I had a scientist make me this eye. I lost mine in a fight.

NINO: Saving my life. 'Cuz she's awesome.

DAISY: A scientist?

MINNIE: Looks like Jumba's work.

DAISY: Huh. You're right.

NINA: You... know Jumba?

DONALD: That's it. Get in the car!

Donald herds us out to a cute little red convertible sitting outside.

NINO: Dude, is that your car? It's SOOOO cute!

DONALD: Yeah, I know. Get in.

Daisy rides shotgun and Minnie sits between me and Nina in the back.

NINA: So... we're going to go meet the Storyteller now?

DONALD: I guess so.

NINO: Whoa! I'm excited! I bet he's all old and wise and stuff, too! Like some kinda quest-y guy mentor dude, right?

DONALD: I guess so.

DAISY: What's eating you?

DONALD: Me? Nothing!

MINNIE: I think he wishes Mickey would just tell them what's going on.

DAISY: Yeah, that's probably it.

NINA: Why won't Mickey tell us, though?

MINNIE: Well, it's complicated. And really personal. And I can't tell you, either.

DAISY: You don't think Mickey's being sort of... childish?

MINNIE: No, I think he's hurting. And that's why I'm not about to tell them anything other than what they already know. Besides, they're on their way to see the Storyteller, and he'll explain a lot more.

We drive through the suburban neighborhood that the Ducks call home, and as we drive, the houses come less and less often. We're out of the suburbs and in the country. We drive down dirt paths through groves of trees.

Donald stops the car in the middle of a huge field. There are fruit trees in the distance, and a small vegetable garden nearby. On a hill overlooking the field is a tiny wooden cabin.

DONALD: This is the place.

NINO: Really? I was expecting, like, a magical hermit-cave thing with a big glow-y tree and maybe some...

DAISY: This basically IS a hermit cave. No television, no internet... It took Mickey YEARS to convince him to even get a telephone!

NINO: That sounds awful!

NINA: It sounds nice, I think.

MINNIE: Why don't the two of you go and meet the Storyteller? We're going back to town to meet up with Mickey and Goofy. We have some things to discuss.

NINO: Okey-dokey! See you later!

We get out of the car, and Donald drives away, leaving us in a dirt path by a sprawling field.

We climb the hill toward the cabin, and see an old man sitting in a rocking chair, smoking a pipe. He rocks in silence, his face hidden by a floppy hat. His clothing is simple, as I was expecting, and quite old-looking.

NINO: Hey, ummm... Are you the Storyteller?

The old man slowly looks up and takes the pipe out of his mouth. He smiles, and his eyes twinkle. He doesn't look a thing like Father Christmas, but something about his face reminds me of all of the Christmas stories from my childhood. It's a kind, warm face.

???: I reckon that's what some folks call me. Then again, some folks might'nt.

NINA: Would you rather be called something else, then?

???: Well, I don't care none too much for fancy titles, so y'all ought to just call me by my name.

NINA: I'm sorry, but... We don't know your name. Mickey and his friends just call you the Storyteller.

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???: Do they now? That's mighty kind of 'em, mighty kind. Don't like me too much attention. Y'all children can call me Uncle Remus. How you come on?

END CHAPTER 1

GOD DAMMIT

>>533653
NOPE.

Hey now, what's wrong with this revelation?

>>533674
It might be just a little bit racist.

>>533682
And just what makes it racist?

Discussion threads exist for a reason.

Do you guys know him from somewhere? Saying where might be more useful than just swearing.