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This. Is. STUPID.
Who| Shaggy and Open
What| Shaggy decides that the best way to protect himself from Vriska is to disguise himself as a troll. This is entirely as stupid as it sounds
Where| Third Floor, particularly the Alterniaworld store.
When| Immediately post-Cornucopia
Warnings/Notes| Greyface??? Look, I am sorry for Shaggy and everything he has chosen to be in this log.
The moment he reaches the end of the ice rink and yanks the skates off his feet, Shaggy Rogers starts running and doesn't stop running until he finds himself at the very top of the store, staring at a storefront with mannequins wearing plastic candy-corn colored horns taking up vast swathes of window space. There's a sign in odd angular letters that reads ALTERNIAWORLD.
Shaggy, not sure what else to do, goes in.
The store, it seems, is themed around the very bug people that scare the heck out of him. He's a bit spooked, until it occurs to him that there's enough stuff in here--grey and black make-up, disposable color contacts, comb-in black hair dye, the plastic horns--that he could very well disguise himself as a bug person if he wanted to. Which seems like a pretty good deal to him, since he figures the bug people wouldn't attack one of their own. There's also clothing all around the store--some of it uncomfortably tight-looking, but enough of it baggy enough for Shaggy's taste so that he grabs some of that too before sneaking into the dressing room.
Eventually he emerges, slathered in grey make-up, a pair of bull-style horns perched on his recently-dyed locks. He's wearing a baggy black tee shirt with some weird writing on it that looks kind of like Daedric* on it and a wonderfully baggy pair of pajama pants with grey circles on them.
Feeling much more confident, he allows himself to pose in the weird pillar display in the center of the store--the machine in front of it automatically takes a picture of him and spits out a copy of it--before grabbing as many of the useful buckets lying around the store as he can carry. He fills one with extra supplies for his diguise, plus the pillar picture, and leaves the rest empty for now.
But although it has nearly anything he might want, the store doesn't seem to have food. So once he's got everything he needs, Shaggy sets off to see if there's anyplace else on the floor that might possibly have snacks.
*Translated it reads: Musclebeast Rave Lusus.
What| Shaggy decides that the best way to protect himself from Vriska is to disguise himself as a troll. This is entirely as stupid as it sounds
Where| Third Floor, particularly the Alterniaworld store.
When| Immediately post-Cornucopia
Warnings/Notes| Greyface??? Look, I am sorry for Shaggy and everything he has chosen to be in this log.
The moment he reaches the end of the ice rink and yanks the skates off his feet, Shaggy Rogers starts running and doesn't stop running until he finds himself at the very top of the store, staring at a storefront with mannequins wearing plastic candy-corn colored horns taking up vast swathes of window space. There's a sign in odd angular letters that reads ALTERNIAWORLD.
Shaggy, not sure what else to do, goes in.
The store, it seems, is themed around the very bug people that scare the heck out of him. He's a bit spooked, until it occurs to him that there's enough stuff in here--grey and black make-up, disposable color contacts, comb-in black hair dye, the plastic horns--that he could very well disguise himself as a bug person if he wanted to. Which seems like a pretty good deal to him, since he figures the bug people wouldn't attack one of their own. There's also clothing all around the store--some of it uncomfortably tight-looking, but enough of it baggy enough for Shaggy's taste so that he grabs some of that too before sneaking into the dressing room.
Eventually he emerges, slathered in grey make-up, a pair of bull-style horns perched on his recently-dyed locks. He's wearing a baggy black tee shirt with some weird writing on it that looks kind of like Daedric* on it and a wonderfully baggy pair of pajama pants with grey circles on them.
Feeling much more confident, he allows himself to pose in the weird pillar display in the center of the store--the machine in front of it automatically takes a picture of him and spits out a copy of it--before grabbing as many of the useful buckets lying around the store as he can carry. He fills one with extra supplies for his diguise, plus the pillar picture, and leaves the rest empty for now.
But although it has nearly anything he might want, the store doesn't seem to have food. So once he's got everything he needs, Shaggy sets off to see if there's anyplace else on the floor that might possibly have snacks.
*Translated it reads: Musclebeast Rave Lusus.
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"What do you mean, 'sort of'?"
As far as she's aware, either people do arrive, or they don't, and there's not really anything that could be considered middle ground.
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No. That's too ridiculous.
"Like, I was in this capitol place for a while? But, like, they put me in a tube and, like, now I'm here?
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"That's still here," Nepeta counters. "It just isn't part of the Arenas purroper."
Although it does give her an idea for when he might have turned up, which is certainly better than nothing at all.
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'Shagdalf' attempts to smile at her, all we're all bug people here, let's be friends.
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Which is, at the very least, a good sight better than how things would have been on Alternia. Not that it's hard to be better than Alternia, but at the very least it significantly decreases the likelyhood of being stabbed in the street and that's pretty good by Nepeta's standards at the very least.