"Five more minutes, old man! Then, I can go back to bouncing!" Peppermint happily tucked the gun into her belt, which was white with a buckle that resembled a peppermint candy. She pushed all the candy into a pile before her, and set the doll next to her. One by one, Peppermint unwrapped each candy and popped them into her mouth, humming happily.
Nyx, deciding she needed a distraction from her memories, turned to Vozreal.
"Do you have any sour candy?" she asked him. "Sour apple, if possible."
The deal was, that you would stop bouncing if I gave you that stuff."
He gave Nyx some sour apple
"You said anything, I said I can go back to bouncing in five minutes." Peppermint popped a few more candies into her mouth. "You said yes, I get five minutes. We made a deal, old man."
Nyx chuckled and unwrapped a piece of candy, popping it in her mouth. "Yeah, old man."
No I said you could continue bouncing for 5 more minutes, then you would stop."
Wren laid upside down, growling a bit in boredom, before having the couruge to throw a pillow at the man. "10 Points." She muttered, smirking a bit to herself with a chuckle. It had beem a while since she had fun.
Nyx lunged forwards, grabbed the pillow, and playfully tossed it back at the girl in the corner.
Peppermint jumped up in delight, grabbing a pillow and throwing it at Vozreal, clapping her hands excitedly when the projectile made contact with its target. "Take that, old man!"
He received the pillow she threw at him, then threw it back, launching Peppermint across the room, into his cabinets.
Nyx, laughter gone, stood up and smacked the man in the chest (the only part of him that was easily reachable to her; she would have gone for the shoulder, but she couldn't reach that high without looking silly).
"Hey, lighten up," she said. "We're only trying to have a little fun."
The girl whimpered as she crashed into the cabinets, but soon staggered up. "You messed up my candy pile, old man!" Peppermint pouted, returning to her candy and piling it back up again.
He went to his room. In it, was a pentagram. He was trying to summon something. He went to the summoning circle. "Convoca mihi omnes animator! Cupio loqui ad eum" He chanted. Someone appeared. It was Walt Disney himself.
"Where am I? Has my dream come tr-" Walt Disney said, before being interrupted.
"OUR dream, asshole." Vozreal interrupted, then he punched Disney in the stomach.
"OW!! WHAT THE HECK!!" He said, hunched over in pain.
"YOU. RUINED. OUR. DREAMS."
(OOC: For those that don't understand, Vozreal helped Disney with his ideas of animating cartoons, before Disney corrupted them)
"Hey! That's a burn rap! I did no such thing…" He said.
"LIAR!!" He punched him in the face.
"This was all payback for ruining our dreams." He banished Disney back down to hell, where he belonged.
"Yare, Yare…" He said, walking out. He had blood on his fists.
"I'm better now!!! Just had to unleash my anger!"
Nyx eyed Vozreal's bloody fists with an expression somewhere between distaste and intrigue.
He washed up, getting all the blood off
Nyx watched. She had more questions than she liked to admit, but for now, she would have to settle with mystery.
"So," she said, examining her fingernails, "are we going to go find… whoever it was?"
(We're just waiting for @Dinosore19 right now)
"We're waiting for Spector to respond." He said, drying off his hands
"Mm." Nyx folded her arms, her bracelets clacking together as she did so.
"What are those bracelets that you're wearing?" He asked, curious
Nyx scowled at him. "They're bracelets. What else do you think they are, pieces of toast?"
(OOC: OH CRAP I GOT REALLY INTO THE OTHER RP SORRY)
Spector lifts their head up from their chest and snorts loudly. They had fallen asleep sitting up. Yep, that's the excuse just deal with it. "Right! Okay! Listen up!" They clap their hands together and stand up with renewed energy. "I am looking for, primarily, a dorky red knight that has an intense case of Gotta Save The World Syndrome. If any of you know anyone like that. Holler, cause I am so sick of having to find that dweeb just cause a baby bird fell out of a nest or whatever." They roughly flop back on the couch and put a hand to the mask and shake their head with a sigh as they remember how they got here. What a stupid knight.
"No shit sherlock, but what purpose do they serve? I see you fiddling with them a lot and was wondering what purpose did they serve to you. Are they just fashion accessories? Are they hidden gadgets?" He asked, still kinda pissed off.
Nyx raised her eyebrows. "If you're lucky enough, you'll find out."
"You don't even know their name?" He asked, wondering if Spector was lying about knowing them