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shinyxwords:

“Y-You plan to try setting a fire!?” For some reason, her idea seemed to scare the speaker more than it really should have. “If it’s that dangerous, I would hope that it’s locked away!”

In such a small and clearly in-closed space as this, a blaze of any sort could be disastrous! Surely, she knew that? Hiro pulled on the hood of his sweater and took the tiniest step away from the redhead. How ironic that the first thing to outwardly scare him was this tiny girl poking at a cabinet.

Though, he was suddenly worried he would hurt her feelings with his initial negativity. Just because he didn’t like the idea, didn’t mean that he should be so harsh!

“But-!” His fingers gently released his collar and moved comfortably into his pockets. “If doing that is what will make you happy, I wouldn’t want to get in your way.” Was that better? “You sound knowledgeable on the subject, so I should assume that you’re good with handling fires and all that~!”

Or, he was at least hoping she did. Either way, it didn’t appear like she would be able to get into the stash. He peeked over her shoulder at the unused, frozen ham by her foot. That must have been her backup plan.

“Are you… going to break the glass with that ham over there, then?” Was such a thing allowed?

Rum sighed, leaning back from the cabinet. She couldn’t find a way to sneakily get in, and she idly remembered the warnings that the monochromatic bear duo had given her when she attempted to smash a plate. She didn’t really want to get punished.

“Nono, not a fire! I need it for making a bomb or somethin! All i’ve got on me are my firecrackers, and they aren’t good enough to make something fun. Good in s pinch, but not enough punch, I always say.”

She cackled, before turning her gaze to the frozen ham she had brought out. She was planning on doing just that, but had remembered once she sat down the warnings she had received. Her eyes locked onto the label on the ham, and she shrugged, turning her attention back to the purple boy.

“Eh, I was but...Tweedledee and Tweedlefedora said I wasn’t allowed to break nothin’. A shame, I guess i’ll have to find th’ key.”

She paused, before a grin spread across her face.

“You know how to pick a lock Peppercorn?”

☆ Breaking and Entering? ☆ || Rum+Hiro || Prologue

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godsallknowingidol:

Yumeko stood still as Rum examined her card, speaking up slightly for further explanation. 

“This is The Lovers, one of the trump cards. As the name implies, this card symbolizes love, communication, beneficial relationships, and harmony- among other things, depending on the context, of course.” In a way that almost seemed rehearsed, she flipped the card upside down and continued talking without missing a beat. “But when it’s upside down like this, it could mean almost the opposite. Imbalance, conflicts, or the degradation of close relationships. Every card has a unique meaning like this~” 

With that, Yumeko quieted down and listened intently to Rum’s explanation of her talent. As difficult as it was for her to grasp personally, she was visibly impressed. 

“Oh, so you’re good with math and all that? That’s amazing!” She beamed slightly in Rum’s direction, “I’m afraid I can’t say the same. I could never get a good grasp on stuff like that… my grades in school were pretty embarrassing, actually but–” Yumeko struck a distinctly girlish pose, “We’re both doing what we love, right? That’s what important!” 

“Yeah! Yeah yeah! Grades don’t mean nothin’ when you get to Hopes Peak, right? Wouldn’t be invited if we didn’t deserve it, though I ain’t so sure this is Hopes peak.”

Rum paused, frowning. That was a good point. She didn’t really know where they were, just that they were all evidently Hopes Peak aceptees. Weird.

“Y’know, this whole thing is weird, yeah? I walked into th’ school and then poof. I was out like a light. I don’t black out like that very often, so it was weird to do it now, right?”

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Keiko stands there, glaring at the other girl for a moment before letting out an exasperated sigh, 

“I don’t know who the hell you’re talking to right now, but it looks like I’ve got to explain this, I guess. It’s a shame you didn’t know me already, but by the looks of those nails you wouldn’t have… You’re… a foreigner too, aren’t you? Ever been to Akihabara?”

Keiko clears her throat, straightening herself up a bit after her previous display. 

“I’m Keiko Kimura, SHSL Nail Technician. Your nails are absolutely hideous… A real pain to look at, especially with that bright green polish– yeesh. Listen, I got some tools right here in my pocket- this is a once in a lifetime opportunity, shorty- I’m offering to fix up those nails for free.”

She holds out her hands,

“Now come on, I can’t stand to see your nails in that shape for much longer…”

“Nail technician? So you paint nails an’ stuff?”

Rum glanced at her own nails, frowning. Yeah, maybe they weren’t in the greatest shape, but the odds that Keiko would have her preferred shade of nail polish was super unlikely.

“Thanks for th’ offer Zongas, but i doubt ya’d have my color in those pockets of yours!”

Rum laughed, grinning widely at the angry girl in front of her.

“I’m Rum, by the way! Almost forgot to introduce m’self.”

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thingsthatgoboops:

This girl having energy to match his own brought a smile to his face, and Boops spoke back quickly in return. 

“Nice, nice! So do ya have a favourite type ta work with and stuff? Er… nitroglycerin? TNT? Ya ever demolish stuff like buildings? I can imagine ya’d need ta wear safety gear and stuff but…”

He continued to wave the device at Rum, before taking a look at the surface, frowning, and pointing it at her again as she continued to speak. So… “Sass” wasn’t a ghost? Shoulders slumping, he inserted the device back in his pocket.

“Oh, sorry, kehehe. Sometimes I just get a liiiiittle too overexcite-”

The next words out of the girl’s mouth caused a deep frown to appear on his face. 

“Hey, hey now. How do ya know air is real if ya can’t see it. How do ya know ghosts aren’t real? I have proof a ghosts bein’ real. Ya wanna go ghost huntin’ ta prove it? Anyways, who is Sass if they ain’t a ghost, The Invisible Person?”

Asking the important questions. 

“I know air is real because of science an’ shit. Besides, Sass is sass, aint no two ways about it.”

Rum shrugged, before her eyes lit up again, her head cocking to the right as she frowned. Seems that this mysterious ‘sarsaparilla’ was talking to her again.

“Eh...? Yeah. Nah, I told ‘em ye weren’t....Well you aren’t, ghosts aint real. Not like yer th’ Sasquatch or somethin...Why?...Yeah, yeah fine.”

Rum turned her attention back to Boops, raising a hand as she spoke once more.

“Sass says that ‘they aint a ghost, but they thank you for your interest! Sass is sass, thats what Sass says.”

Rum was seemingly unaware of how little sense she was making, but maybe Boops could make something out of it.

Is Dark Matter Real? || Boops Boops + Rum! || [Re: Prologue Start]

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Luna tilted her head back and forth, a catlike grin on her face. She wasn’t exactly keen on believing Rum’s upper body strength, but hey! Let the public believe what they like as long as it helps them sleep at night.

Chuckling at Rum’s confusion, Luna presses a finger to her lips and winks, “Sasparilla didn’t tell me anything, but Luna’s many small birds did!”

The girl rolls off of the explosive engineer, dusting herself off and twirling to face her new friend.

“Luna’s small birds can’t pick up everything though! Tell Lun-Lun about yourself!! The best information always comes from the original source!!” That was a lie.

Rum pulled herself off the ground, bending backwards in an effort to stretch. She hadn’t expected for some girl to tackle her just seconds after meeting her, but at least the chick was pleasant about it.

“Many small birds...Wha...”

Rum was definitely thrown by this routine, and it took a bit for her to pull herself together and actually give Luna an answer.

“Uh, Well...What do ya know already, I guess? You already seem to know me for whatever reason, so....No Sass, I don’t know either. Pinkie here’s got a lotta energy.”

Rum was happy to talk about herself, but she was still thrown by the sheer amount of energy that was rolling off her pink classmate.

[Prologue] Miss Luna - The Tables Turn

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“Y-you… you think you’re going to phase me with insults like that, onion head?? I look better than you ever could!!”

It was pretty obvious the insults were phasing here, as the girl with red in the face with frustration. She refused to back down, however.

“You tryna turn this on me? You’re the one actin’ all too excited to start playin’ this lil’ ‘game’ or whatever… that’s all too suspicious for me! If you wanna tussle, I’m not gonna back down!”

I looks like she’s about to act on that claim, until Rum sticks her finger back in Keiko’s face as well. The girl’s eyes widen, and she stops in here tracks. 

“Y… your…”

“Eeeeewwww!! What are those?? Your nails look hideous!! Oh god- just please let me file them down or something- neon green? Really?? Ew ew ew!! I’ll give you a free manicure if you take those things out of my face!”

She squirms with discomfort. What the hell just happened??

Oooh, Onion Head. Burn. Rum was quite enjoying this verbal throwdown, and she could only imagine what the other students around them were thinking about this fight. Rum was going to retort, matching Keikos terrible insult with one of her own, when Keikos face darkened and a disgusted look spread over her face.

“Uhhh......What?”

If Rum was expecting anything, it wasn’t to be chastised for her nails.She glanced at the fingernails on her right hand.They looked the way they usually did, painted a bright Neon Green. Sure, they were a bit chipped, and maybe some of the nails had a bit of gunpowder trapped under them, but still.

Rum looked to her left and shrugged, speaking to herself once more.

“No Sass, I don’t have any idea what happened to her either, she just turned on a dime....Yeah, I dunno.”

The short girl brought a hand up conspiratorially, as if it would hide her words from the disgusted girl in front of her.

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“Fruit Salad…? Oh, I see! I’ve already got a nickname! How cute!!” Yumeko giggled, calming down only ever so slightly, “It’s so nice to meet you, Rum-chan! Let’s see…” 

Still smiling, she looked up and went silent for a few seconds, thinking over how to answer Rum’s question. It was actually fairly often she was asked about her cards, and she was always happy to offer an explanation, but she had been in this business long enough to know she needed to choose her words carefully when answering. 

“Tarot cards are playing cards, yes! Very old ones. 5 suits, 4 standard and one trump suit. 78 cards in all!” During her little lecture, her voice maintained her earlier cutesy tone, “But I don’t use them for playing games. I use them for divination, you see! Fortune telling ☆ ! Have you ever seen my show?” The fact that Rum didn’t even know what a Tarot card was answered that question a little prematurely. 

“People come to me with a question, and I use my cards to give them an answer! It’s a little more complicated than that, but I won’t bore you with the whole explanation~” She winked, holding her card out closely for Rum to examine. 

“So now you get to tell me about being an- ah, what was it- an explosives auctioneer?? That sounds so interesting!” 

“So, you can see the future with pieces a’ cardstock? That’s pretty snazzy Fruit Salad.”

Rum didn’t necesarilly believe that Yumeko could tell fortunes just through cards. How would you even know what meant what? Rum looked at the card presented to her, raising an eyebrow as she examined it, before shrugging. Eh, there were probably weirder talents around here.

“Explosives Engineer, Fruit Salad! I don’t sell things that go boom, I make ‘em.”

Rum paused, before laughing to herself.

“Yeah, you’re right Sass. I don’t just make explosives. I do a lot of math and stuff to work out the best ways to use and improve them, yknow? But I like to focus on the part that goes boom.”

Rum was pleased that someone had a bit of sense and could see how absolutely awesome Explosives Engineering was, She liked Yumeko so far. The orange haired girl had a good head on her shoulders, at least in Rums opinion.

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Sometime after they had woken up, Hiro decided to break off and explore on his own for a while. Of course, he would stop and chat with his peers along the way, but it was quite clear he was going to cover more ground alone. Seeing as they had zero idea exactly how long they would be trapped there, it was probably smart to figure out where all of the rooms were.

After buzzing about the warehouse, the speaker finally found himself before the common room.

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“Hmm?? Can I ask what you’re up to over there~?”

As he rounded the corner to enter the, admittedly luxurious, space, he was surprised to see a red-headed girl squinting into one of the cabinets. A part of him didn’t want to disturb her… but his curiosity was too strong.

So, he moved beside the other and peered with much curiosity into the case.

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“Oh! That all looks like alcohol to me… I doubt we’ll be able to get in there! Though, I don’t see why we would have much reason to??”

Rum had vowed to get into this cabinet the moment she found it in her exploration of the building that she and her classmates were seemingly stuck in. Just from a cursory glance, Rum could see that there was some pretty high quality stuff in here. Perfect for her experiments! The fiery girl was sitting in front of the cabinet, looking all over it, trying to figure out the best way to open it. 

She currently had what looked like...a frozen ham sitting next to her. 

She glanced up at the boy who approached too, but then returned to her task of tapping all over the cabinet, searching for the softest point of the wood.

“Me an Sass’r jess’ tryin to get into the cabinet here.”

Rum paused as Hiro continued to speak, and laughed slightly, turning to face the taller boy with an amused grin on her face.

“Well’a course you don’t need to get in there! I do though, look!” 

She pointed to some of the bottles in the cabinet, a crazed gleam speading over her face.

“Somma those bottles are 100 proof, and theres a bottle of Everclear in there! Do you know how easy it is to light that? I need it for my experiments!”

She was clearly too excited about the possibility of...setting alcohol on fire, it would seem.

☆ Breaking and Entering? ☆ || Rum+Hiro || Prologue

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“Explosions? That’s….”

Boops paused, allowing the tension to grow ever so slightly. It was as if he wanted to keep her in suspense on purpose with his opinion on her talent.

“Really ultra, super-DUPER cool! Must take a lotta talent ta make things go BOOM. Do ya make fireworks and stuff? Keh…. wait, who’s Sass?”

He looked around seeing nobody, before his eyes widened ever so slightly. Wait, this meant…

“Are ya talkin’ ta…. a….”

Actual sparkles sprung up in his eyes, likely from the illumination of the place they were in but who knew.

“A GHOST!”

Boops immediately produced a small device from his pocket that he turned on, which began beeping. This was pointed at Rum, and his voice took on a more level, interviewer-y quality.

“So, Rum, this is Boops Boops comin ta ya from the 1930s. Seems I’ve found someone who might not - or, and this is important, MIGHT be in contact with a ghost! Welcome to “Things that go BOOM in the Night”! Tell me… who’s yer friend Sass?”

Boops leaned on his crutch a little more, waiting impatiently.

“Damn Skippy it’s awesome! Yeah! I’ve built fireworks before, but mostly i just work on improving existing explosives and working out new methods of things like current blast mining procedures and the like!”

Rum was feeding off Boops’ seeming enthusiasm for her craft, but then her classmate slowed down, seemingly thinking over Sarsaparillas existence. She opened her mouth to respond when suddenly a beeping device was shoved into her face.

“A...Wait, what? Sass isn’t a ghost, Belly...Sass is Sass.” 

She was pausing, a frown spreading across her face as she spoke.

“Ghosts ain’t real, anyway.”

Is Dark Matter Real? || Boops Boops + Rum! || [Re: Prologue Start]

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“Eehh? No upper arm strength?! Luna gives Rum-chan a 7/10!”

Luna, having caged the smaller girl with her arms, appeared to try and roll off– only to sit down on the Rum’s waist with a plop. She wasn’t all heartless though, gently papping the cheeks of her new friend to comfort them. 

“Aah ~  but Rum-chan is pretty cute! That’s why Luna will give her a 7/10! The other 3 points are for noodle arms!” Ah. “I hope i’m not too heavy!”

A peace sign and wink. Luna was turning on her charm full-force! Though… was it working?

Rum pouted as Luna rolled, straddling her waist and patting at her cheeks. She thought she was going to be free! But, alas, trapped by this strange pink girl. Though Rum had to admit, she was digging the style Luna was putting down.

“I’ve got upper arm strength, just wasn’t expecting to b- Wait...”

Rum blinked as she processed the information Luna had said.

“How’d you know my name? I don’t remember tellin’ ya. Sass, did you tell her?..Yeah, I thought so. What gives pinkie?”

[Prologue] Miss Luna - The Tables Turn

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“Z…Zongas?…”

The nickname caught her off guard for a moment, but she soon snapped back to her puggish expression, pointing an accusatory finger in Rum’s face, 

“D-don’t you patronize me, you little squirt! Neither of us know what’s goin’ on here– supposedly, so you’ve got no right to be actin’ like you’re all cozy at home! High an’ mighty an’ whatever… keep talkin’ like that and me an’ these ‘zongas’ will really give ya some trouble!”

She grumbles, before tilting her head and grimacing at the girl, 

“If you’re not a part of this whole kidnapping thing, prove it! For all I know, you could just be playin’ dumb right now!”

“Or maybe it’s not an act! G’HAH!”

Jeez…. this girl sure is… something.

Rum frowned. This chick seriously needed some chill. She held up a finger of her own, annoyed at being insulted so casually by some random girl.

“Hey! Chill out Zongas! Like you have any claim to call me dumb, you look like you just walked out of an explosion at the children's hair products section of the discount store! Besides, How do I  know you ain’t part of this whole thing anyway? You were quick to point fingers! You lookin’ to pick a fight or somethin? You feelin’ Froggy?”

Rums grin darkened, and her green eyes gleamed with an unseen light.

“Cuz if you’re feelin Froggy, Let’s hop too it Zongas! I got Sass watchin my back, I can take ya!”

Rum began to laugh as she took a step towards Keiko, grinning madly as she did so. The American girl didn’t take to kindly to insults, it would seem. Rum jabbed her own finger towards Keiko, matching the gesture the Nail Technician had made just moments ago. Keikos own immaculate nails now faced off with Rums neon green set, chipped as they may be.

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thingsthatgoboops:

Wasn’t Boops just pleased as punch to be interacting with someone else? And not to mention that girl seemed to be just as happy to be talking to him as he was! The enby’s grin widened and he bounced on one leg slightly, making more sense of his companion’s presence. Well, he had practiced long and practiced hard to meet new people and see new sights, and this was simply the time to put that all into action! 

So as the girl introduced herself as Rum, he flashed her his biggest, brightest smile and gave a laugh too. 

“Heh, nice ta meetcha Rum! Any last name there or are ya just Rum? Nice punchy name for a nice gal, kehehehe.”

The nickname she gave him didn’t go unnoticed either.

“Belly, eh? As in bells? Ding ding. Always liked standin’ near windchimes, thought ta be used ta scare away evil spirits. Used ‘em myself honestly though I prefer, er… other methods. So, whaddaya seen so far here?”

He gave a little nod of his head and laughed. This was just the way he liked it, engaged in a nice conversation with someone else to take his mind away from the fact that he, as well as everyone else, was kidnapped. 

Rum laughed along with Boops, grinning widely. She liked this strange, white-haired classmate of hers. At least, she assumed he was her classmate. It only made sense, after all. 

“Do I have a last name, Do you hear this guy Sass? Pssh. Course I’ve got a last name Belly! Hackworth’s the name, Explosives are the game! And I happen to be the master!”

“I haven’t seen much yet. Me and Sass haven’t gotten a chance to explore proper-like yet. What about you Belly? Find anything snazzy in the 1930′s?” 

She shrugged, clearly taking a joking jab at the investigator voice Boops was using. The short girl was digging the voice though. Boops could be a pretty good Drill instructor.                        

Is Dark Matter Real? || Boops Boops + Rum! || [Re: Prologue Start]

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godsallknowingidol:

Yumeko covered her mouth coyly with The Lovers card as she giggled at the sight of the small girl, clearly excited by their predicament. Cautiously, she approached her, though still clearly fighting back a bit of a laughing fit. 

“You’re taking this in stride- oh, don’t worry! I think that’s a great attitude to have, really!” Yumeko waved her hands defensively, albeit a bit exaggerated, and flashed a pleasant smile.

“In fact, I think it’s an excellent attitude to have!! I can already tell we’re gonna be such good friends!” Yumeko swayed slightly and stomped her feet quickly in an obvious show of excitement. It was a bit performative, as if she were trying to force herself to match her new friend’s enthusiasm, but she was genuinely happy to be making acquaintance nonetheless. “Oh no! I’m so sorry, I forgot to introduce myself! Stupid, stupid Yumeko.” She stuck her tongue out tapped her head with her fist. 

“But that’s me! Yumeko Yumekawa, SHSL Tarot Card Reader!” To top off her introduction, she flashed a peace sign and her best, brightest idol smile. “And yours?” 

Rum looked this strange girl up and down, her manic grin continuing to spread across her face. Ah! This girl got it!  Rum grinned, nodding as Yumeko introduced herself. 

“Nice to see someone who gets what’s up! We’re gonna take this game by storm!” 

Rum was clearly enjoying the attention, and gave Yumeko a quick salute before extending her hand to shake as she introduced herself, looking up at the slightly taller girl.

“Th’ Names Rum! I’m the SHSL Explosives Engineer! Pleased ta’ make yer acquaintance! I’ve only got one question for ya, Fruit Salad!”

“What the heck is a Tarot Card? Is it like, Counting cards in Blackjack or somethin?...Yeah, I know Sass. I didn’t expect to see lil’ miss twintails to be a gambling mastermind either.”

Rum mumbled to herself as she asked Yumeko the question, glancing to her left as she did so.

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Rum raised an eyebrow as this pastel pixie began to scream at her, putting a hand on her hip and keeping her cool. One of the benefits about growing up on a military base was that you got super used to people yelling at you.

“...”

“You’re right Sass, Zongas here is a few fuses short of a fireworks display.”

Rum spoke to herself, nodding sagely as if she was agreeing with something somebody else had said. She turned her attention back to Keiko, frowning slightly at the taller girl.

“I know just about as much as you do here Zongas, so stop freakin’ out. The dolls said this was a game, right? We’ll probably get to leave when we’re gone. Besides, Someone’ll notice we’re missin’ sooner or later, right?”

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“…….”

“Wait, so you’re sayin’ we’re stuck here to play some sorta game, or some shit?”

“…….”

The diminutive girl paused, looking to the side, a hand on her hip as she mused over the facts she’s been presented in her head.

“Fuck it, I’m in! Sounds like a blast! Right Sass…? Damn skippy! Bring it on, Rum and Sarsaparilla, in the building!”

Rum started to laugh, wringing her hands together while her eye twitched slightly. What an interesting sight. 

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Rum blinked as this strange guy winked at her, going through some sort of spiel. He kind of reminded her of like, some sort of old-timey radio announcer. He was just missing the fedora and the microphone.  That, and old-timey news announcers didn’t show off their stomachs near as much as this guy did. Eh, oh well. She’d met stranger folks in her world.

“Th’ names Rum! Pleased ta meetcha’, Belly!” 

Rum greeted Boops Boops with a wide grin on her face, dubbing the boy with a nickname already. The inner machinations of her mind worked quickly, especially to give nicknames to who the girl assumed were her classmates.

Is Dark Matter Real? || Boops Boops + Rum! || [Re: Prologue Start]

This…. this was going to be the greatest day of his life. The day where Boops Boops, righteous rad radio star made his big debut into the world of ultimates! It was overwhelming, the thought of leaving Rawrdio and his family behind to be among a class of people just like him, masters in their fields. Standing with both feet planted firmly on the grey expanse of concrete below, squinting up at the mass of brown rising in front of him before melting into the sky was awe-inspiring, and it took all he had in him to keep from laughing in excitement. What was it he was told? Hold his horses, he’ll get to have his time eventually. Something like that. Well, there sure weren’t horses to hold right now, but there was a door to open and enter, beyond which was a world of students and adventure and excitement!

When everything went black, it wasn’t exactly what he envisioned the school year to start off like. Nor was the crick in his neck and stiffness in his joints anywhere near the elation he thought he’d feel entering Hope’s Peak for the first time. But this wasn’t the academy, the place he found himself in was far different. Far, far, far, far, far different. It looked and felt like something out of the Twilight Zone, all burnished metal and-

Arguing teddy bears? Arguing monochrome teddy bears? Boops tilted his head to the side and watched the pair go at it, saying a lot of big, fancy, confusing words. He felt his attention drifting, though as soon as it left it was reeled right back in by the antics of the duo. Clapping his hands together as if he was observing a circus performance, the smile didn’t leave the enby’s face despite the general state he was in. Half-dazed and sleepy, much of what they had to say flew way over his head but the radio host caught bits and pieces here and there. A King’s Game? Them being the best of the best?

…What the frickety frack was a “King’s Game”? Were they abducted to some odd monarchy where the servants were teddy bears, and the castle was crafted of steel? Did… horses live he-

No, he was getting distracted again. This wasn’t good at all! As interesting as the situation was he didn’t understand much of what went on. Thoughts flying like birds in a gale, among them he realized that he still had the familiar smooth feel of metal under his hand, and a glance downward reaffirmed that his crutches were with him. Both of them, thankfully. Rising to his feet much slower than his mind raced to the thought of exploration, this was enough time to him to realize that the electronic in his pocket emitted a noise, and once on his feet he held both crutches in his left hand and reached inside his pocket with his right, producing…

Oh! Someone was kind enough to give him instructions for what to do. Wait, no… this is what the bears discussed. Orders, were they? A test run for this “King’s Game” stuff? Well, this was just…

“What a fine, fine day fer some investigation!”

Said to nobody in particular, then off he was staying true to his word. This order was easy, he’d talk to people one way or another. After a while, the radio host spotted someone up ahead, and thinking back to the command he was given he strode unsteadily up to the other person and in a loud voice began speaking. His “broadcaster voice”, as a matter of fact.

“He-LLOOOO critters and monsters to this fine, uh…. morning? In this lo-vuh-ley, er… bunker! Today we have a complete stranger on air, about to make their big introduction! Just pleased to have ye here.”

He opened one eye.

“So… what’s yer name?”

That was… one way to meet someone.

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“...Well shit.”

Rum managed to get two words out before sticking her arms out, Letting the taller girl crash into her and send them both to the floor. Rum gasped for breath as she writhed on the ground, Luna having knocked all the breath out of the red-headed girls lungs. She piped up from her spot below the agent, frowning a bit as she regained her breath.

“Geez...Give a girl some warning before ya’ tackle her to the ground, saavy?”

[Prologue] Miss Luna - The Tables Turn

“Awewehh? Luna’s been kidnapped? How the turn-tables!” Wasn’t the phrase meant to be “how the tables turn?”

Barely seconds after the departure of the two strange entities, a playful tone came as easily as air to the girl known as Miss Luna. She carried herself with a certain confidence, exuding an almost saccharinely frivolous disposition.  Bouncing up and down on her heels, the girl swipes the electroID from her pocket, skimming the order before tapping the screen twice with a gloved thumb

The next thing you knew, was her eyes (or eye, assuming one didn’t work) on you. A childish grin slowly spread across her face.

“LISHUSHUUU ~ !” Was the last thing Luna said as she jumped high in the air, aiming for a spot in your arms.

She looked like she was gonna give you a hug.

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Rum Hackworth - Pint-Sized Powder-Pal Reporting

“…….”

“Wait, so you’re sayin’ we’re stuck here to play some sorta game, or some shit?”

“…….”

The diminutive girl paused, looking to the side, a hand on her hip as she mused over the facts she’s been presented in her head.

“Fuck it, I’m in! Sounds like a blast! Right Sass…? Damn skippy! Bring it on, Rum and Sarsaparilla, in the building!”

Rum started to laugh, wringing her hands together while her eye twitched slightly. What an interesting sight.