2570/All That And A Corndog Too!

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All That And A Corndog Too!
Date of Scene: 24 September 2017
Location: Unknown
Synopsis: Summary needed
Cast of Characters: 87, Beast Boy, Robin (Wayne)




Vorpal (87) has posed:
Even when the world is currently being pestered by the roaming invasion forces of parademons, there is one thing that is pretty much a universal truth:
Everybody needs a break every now and then. Without a connection that grounds you to reality, you become less efficient, and then the bad guys win.

Or at least that was the excuse that Vorpal nee Tommy Hunter had given to Robin nee Damian somethingorother as an excuse for this small outing. A mission, if you will, with only one objective: have fun. Or try to, at least. Because it's not as if they couldn't jump back into the midst of things if an attack surged because - hello - Rabbit Hole?

Tommy also had an ulterior motive, too... he didn't know if Damian had ever been to an amusement area, nor did he know if he'd know what to make of it. So, as they enter Coney Island, the Cheshire Cat is looking forward to this outing on several levels.

"It's traditional to first get a corndog. And soda. Before you try any rides or anything else, right Gar?" he says to the green teen, because nothing is better than having your stomach full of sugar and similar before riding the Python, which ensures your digestion will make gordian knots of itself. This was all part of the fun.

His eyes gleam for a second as he ponders.... culd they convince Damian to ride the carousel?

Yes, this day showed promise in mischief. He reaches out to twirl his whiskers- but of course they are invisible to the naked eye, as the illusion has Tommy back in his human appearance: a caramel-skinned young man with natural red, frizzy hair and green eyes. The better not to draw attention with, My Dear, right?

Beast Boy has posed:
Green is totally Gar's favorite color now. It is good to love oneself after all. WIth Tommy stating that they needed to be a little incognito so try to keep the peace with little angry red bird boy over there, Gar agreed to an illusion. There was a bit of grudge to the agreement, but an agreement was made none hte less.

So, Garfield is a lovely brunette. Hair rich brown, and skin a next golden tan. All in all, he looks as he might have looked before disease and an experimental cure took it's toll on him. All but the eyes. Those remain, windows to the soul, a lusterious emerald green to make the Wizard jealous.

Suck it, Oz!

Gar, hand in hand with Tommy, in a loose fitting green tee shirt and baggy skater style blue jeans, smiles back at his mischievous Cheshire Boy friend.

"Totally tradition, dude," he repeats, turning his gaze to Damian.

"Never mess with tradition. Bad juju happens," he assures the other teem with a serious sagenod of his head... It's a motion at odds with the grin on his lips.

Robin (Wayne) has posed:
Damian had been convinced to go to Coney Island with his comrades. As much as it didn't amuse him, perse. He met the other teens with a hoodie and jeans on, and...we're those sneakers and not combat boots?

  He hadn't shown his face to any of the titans before this time, since he wasn't sure if he should. He had a face that would give him away easily, since he was a Wayne and had been in the news, in tabloids and whatnot. He even went to Aquaman's party as Damian Wayne while the Titans were there too.

  The black haired teen simply looked to both others, his piercing al Ghul green eyes were still so serious. No need for the guise of being the normal well rounded and mild mannered boy that he wasn't.

  His eyebrows furrow at the thought of eating a 'hot-dog' battered and fried. "I was raised by a crime syndicate, not stupid." He comments on the soda and corndog tradition. He could smell the scent of oil and sugar in the air, it was almost sickening to him. The lights of the midway, the sounds, the Wonder Wheel in all it's glory...is almost lost on Damian Wayne, sadly.

Vorpal (87) has posed:
Tommy had missed out on Aquaman's party, because midterms are a bleep and he was trailing dangerously behind on several subjects due to his triple life. He's still a little sour about it, because he hasn't gotten yet to hob-nob with royalty that didn't have an idée fixé with cutting people's heads off. From what his human half knows of Earth history, this world seemed to have had a fixation for depriving royalty of their heads for a time.

"Aw, don't be sour, broody. Ever had cotton candy? I bet you've never had cotton candy. Assassins don't like cotton candy." He reaches over and looks as if he's going to put an arm around Damian's shoulders, but then seems to think better of it and just pat-apts his shoulder. No need to get the little guy riled up. As a courtesy, the cat had woven a subtle illusion across the young Robin's face: Damian's nose looks much wider and bigger, his eyes are somewhat closer together and his eyebrow are rather bushy, and that recognizable jawline is now much less defined. Not quite making him a 'chinless wonder', but it won't be cutting any diamonds. It was the least he could do to keep him from being recognized as Damian Wayne.

In retrospect, perhaps it would have been a good thing to mention he was doing this to Damian. It was a small detail that slipped the cat's mind. Who could blame him? They were going to Coney island. "Let's get you some cotton candy and then we can see about some of the games? I think there's some games of skill over near the fender benders."

Beast Boy has posed:
Tommy may not want to rile the bird up, but clearly the green teen missed the memo. Gar tosses his arm over Damien's when Tommy just pats. Gar turns to pull Tommy to his other side, so that Gar himself is sandwiched between cat and bird. All Gar needs to do is morph into a pupper and this would be the perfect set up for a joke!

"Ohmygod, and funnel cakes, dude!" he crows, head falling back in the sheer joy of the impending sugar coma.

Robin (Wayne) has posed:
     The bird boy is oblivious to the disguise that had been put on him. At least for now, he wasn't needing to put on a guise.

  The contact with others...originally has Damian reeling, but with the addition of a forceful embrace, the maladjusted teen goes from steaming to...slightly less steamed. "A cake...made from funnels?" He obviously has no idea what many things kids take for granted are. Since the others are pretty much moving him, Damian just keeps moving with the group.

Vorpal (87) has posed:
The cat shrugs to himself and just put shis arm around Gar, linking all three in a walk. He had a hard time saying 'no' to whatever it was Gar wanted, anyways. "You haven't lived 'til you've had a funnel cake." Predictably enough, his feet fall en route towards the nearest funnel cake stand, which smells like heaven dusted with powdered sugar.

"Three funnel cakes, please!" the Cheshire cat says, digging into his pocket, "This one's my treat!"

Funnel cakes bring back good memories of the times he'd go to this or that fair with his parents, or when he'd go out with his sister and her friends to Six Flags and the like. After the three cakes have been handed out, the cat warns: "It'll probably be a bit messy. Don't mind it, that's part of the fun," because he has never managed to eat funnel cake without getting some on himself. It was a law of nature. Or maybe he was just a messy eater. Either way, the first taste is like a direct punch from the Sugarplum Fairy, followed by the subsequent alchemy that begins to transform his bloodstream into a river from Candyland.

"Mmmm... oh man, it's been a while since I've had one of this," he says.

Beast Boy has posed:
"No. Not FUNNEL cake. It's... piped... out of a bag? Okay, look. I don't have any idea WAY it's called a funnel cake. but it's amazing and delicious and if you hate it you don't have a soul and Tinkerbell will die," states Gar in an all too serious monologue straight off a children's cartoon.

Whent eh funnel cake is presented, he must removes his arm from Damien's shoulders and his hand from Tommy's human loking paw. Gar is all too eagerly licking his lips and reachign for his sugar coated knot of delicious sin.

NOMNOMNOMNOMNOM!!!

Too happy, Gar eats with no grace, uncaring that sugar ges on his cheeks and nose. Funnel cake MUST be messy! RAR! Funnel cake monster!

Robin (Wayne) has posed:
     "Thanks..."Awkward as it is, Damian accepts the funnel cake, looking down at it he just...keeps looking at it. "It...kinda looks like a brain." He says, not really in a grim way.

  He picks off a bit, taking a bite of the bit before he takes a bit of a step back. Just the amount of sugar would be a good level for a normal kid, but this...this is a kid that drinks black coffee and nonsweet tea. The one who never really eats anything sweet.

  Damian just keeps eating, with gusto. His pupils dilate a bit, the beast has been unleashed...somewhat.

Vorpal (87) has posed:
Tommy gets a very Cheshire-like grin, for a human, and he watches Damian eating the funnel cake silently- which is the total opposite of what Gar is doing. He smirks and leans forward to give Gar a teasing lick across a cheek and says, "You know, you'd get to enjoy more of the funnel cake if you didn't use two thirds of it as make-up?" he teases Gar, while he very carefully tries not to get TOO much of it on him. Because getting sugary stuff off fur is a nightmare. He fails at it some, alas, but nevertheless it was a brave attempt. In between bites, he gives Damian a curious look and says:

"So... what do you think?"

Beast Boy has posed:
"But then I wouldn't get anyone to lick my face," Gar retorts to Tommy, grin huge at the lick to his face. Green eyes slide toward Damian.

Heh hehe heh. Look at the baby birdie go! Pleased with the serious focus on the other teen's face, Gar sucks the powdered sugar from his finger tips in between licking at his lips and corners of his mouth.

"If you're still able to think, that is."

Robin (Wayne) has posed:
     Soon, the Wayne teenager just stops to swallow. Damian only takes a moment to look up from the plate of dough and sugar. "I...yes." Then back to the consumption.

Vorpal (87) has posed:
"I think the craving has awakened in him," the young man raises an eyebrow at Gar, "Careful, or he'll want to start licking sugar off *your* cheek when his funnel cake is gone!" He laughs and sits on the edge of one of the tables set for outside consumption, crossing his legs under him as he licks his claw-tips. "SO what shall we do next? A ride? A game?" he figures that with Damian's skills, they could probably win every plush toy and prize in the games ranging from the typical balls and bottles to the water bazooka. The thought was actually just a little frightening.

Beast Boy has posed:
Gar evil laughs.

Really. It's disturbing how WELL the green teen can evil laugh. You can all thank the voice and acting work.

"It's alive! ALIVE!!!" Gar crows, Gene Wilder style, of Damian's sugar craving. He leans Damian to the table with Tommy, willing to do so physically if he must.

"Having him lick sugar off my cheek where I can snap incriminating evidence of it AND getting to see him on a sugar rush, is TOTALLY worth it," Gar states, grinning hugely.

"I am totally down for the tilt-a-whirl."

Robin (Wayne) has posed:
     Having finished the funnel cake, Damian only looks to the plate. "Uh...yeah yeah. Whatever that is." He says, his tone rushed and very erratic. He even starts to fidget his foot up and down, almost making him shake. "Try to blackmail me and I'll replace your soy burgers with ground chuck."

Vorpal (87) has posed:
"He's only vegetarian when he's doing the diet cycling thing, I'm sorry to tell you." The cat grins and grabs Damian's wrist, pulling him along towards the tilt-a-whirl. With the sheer amount of sugar coursing through his veins, it's bound to guarantee at least an out-of-body experience. He also drags Gar along, too, because he has no sense of self-preservation. "Now we're going to one of the best..."

The Tilt-a-whirl, half amusement ride, half element of torture. If you are one of those people whose center of gravity is about as stable as Lady Gaga's fashion, it can be a great source of torture for you and an enormous source of amusement for those around you. This ride is painted in the same bright and tortuous colors as every other ride is, which mean that Harley Quinn would probably fall in love with it.

"We can fit into one car, I think!" he says, and will not hear objections. He will cram his team-mates in, with Damian in the middle so the two can observe his reaction.

"You've ever been on one of these before?" the cat asks, as the ride begins to move after the obligatory warnings. Slowly, at first.

Beast Boy has posed:
So many people, and all of them assume the animal shape shifter is a vegetarian. It's laughable. A t-rex is a carnivoire, and one of Gar's favorite shifts. It'd be stupid to try to fuel a top tier predator off broccoli!

Gar happily follows Tommy, climbing in and helping Tommy make a sandwich of Damian.

Innocently! Honest. >.>

"Try not to vomit, please!"

Robin (Wayne) has posed:
     Damian keeps his focus on the ride itself. "No I was doing sniping operations in Madripoor and performing HALO jumps." The ride starts, and of course Damian is the smaller of the three. Even at fifteen he is a short five foot two inches tall. His civilian clothes, if not bespoke to him were still bought in the boy's section.

  Damian's speech is hastened, his blood glucose at levels he has never experienced before. "I don't fuggin' care. You know I know a hundred ways to kill someone with just this thumb right?" He holds up his left thumb, a gesture that the ride operator takes as an okay to give it extra juice.

Vorpal (87) has posed:
"This little Robin went to market..." Tommy says, reaching out and wiggling Damian's thumb, just as the ride begins to take serious steam.

"Oh-HOOo... that funnel cake just decided to go to my pancreas..." Tommy grabs onto the handlebars, even if it isn't likely for him to end up getting jettisoned from the ride. He does, however, get tossed to one side and then another, squishing Damian against Gar, and then squishing himself against the wall of the ride.

He starts laughing then, as he always does. He laughs like a maniac when jumping across the city using a chain of Rabbit Holes... and he does a very credible Joker impersonation anytime he rides a rollercoaster. "Faster!" he calls out.

Beast Boy has posed:
Tommy holds teh handles. Gar does not. He throws his hand into the air and no he doesn't care. He howls at the adrenaline rush of being toassed about, of teammate squished against him and then him squished against teammate, of his body being flung about in way snot of his own accord.

He's never heard the Joker, never experienced the mania, so Tommy's laugh is found to be infectious and light hearted.

Robin (Wayne) has posed:
     Damian doesn't wince as he is the meat in this hero sandwich, getting pressed from one side to the next. Watching the Beast Boy simply inspires him to do the same. Seems not caring also extends to the thrill of the ride too.

  Was it the ride? Was it the sugar? Was it his friends? Who knows, but Damian Wayne starts to legitimately laugh. "Gimme Those G's, bitch!" He exclaims, still cursing like a sailor.

Vorpal (87) has posed:
There is a momen where Tommy is completely speechless. Did he hear Damian correctly?

He gets swung this way and that, still enjoying the momentum, when suddenly-

"... Oh man, I wanna barf-" this is the first time he's ridden one of these since his transformation, and his sense of balance.... well. Let's just say he is a lot more sensitive than he used to be!

He makes a heroic attempt not to blow chunks, though, although he starts looking slightly green throughout the rest of the ride, and he doesn't dare to laugh out loud becuase... well.

And he knows he is *never* going to live this down.

Beast Boy has posed:
"Pussy!"

Gar doesn't curse often, but to call his felinoid BF a pussy strikes the shifter as the most amusing of the things, and he laughs with Damian. The ride comes to a slow stop, and Gar moves to climb out so he can go help Tommy free. Which means half climbing over Damian.

Well, teammates are bound to get into tighter spots than this. Garfield is unashamed about wehre hands may end up. He takes care only to make sure that he doesn't squish anything delicate.

"Come on, pretty kitty," Gar coos at Tommy, because he can.

Robin (Wayne) has posed:
     Damian just opens up his eyes wide as Gar leaps onto him. Robin wasn't expecting such a bold move. But Robin eventually gets out of the ride as well. "So uhh. what next? Hmm?" He says, still on a massive sugar high.

Vorpal (87) has posed:
The cat is trying to make a supreme effort not to toss his cookies. It's just a fluke, he says to himself. Just a fluke. He lets the pretty kitty ditty pass without a riposte, bcause he is truly focused on keeping himself grounded.

"I believe the green boy was suggesting... a rollercoaster?" he says. There happens to be one not far from them, called the Mamba. It looked... twirly, and whirly. Just looking at him was making him dizzy... but he had to stick to the plan.

"Shall we?" he says, darting ahead so they have to follow, in case Damian decides to have second thoughts.

Beast Boy has posed:
Arm looping with Damian's to keep the bird from flying away, the 'brunette' boy tug-leads him toward the twisty turvy twirly coaster.

"We shall!" crows the shape shifter, grinning ear to ear, not at all dizzy.