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eensietay_agicianmay) wrote in insertcoins2013-03-18 03:28 am
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For my First Trick.. [Action]
[There’s a strange little stand set up in Grand Central Station, with an even stranger little man bouncing excitedly in front of it. The stand itself is just a simple table with some odd-shaped masses hidden under a bright purple sheet…
Many in the Arcade have already met the Magician (or his double), but it’s a rare occasion to see him in total NPC-mode outside of his own game. He’s in top form: loud, animated, and humorously charming. He sounds a little bit like a carny or a used car salesman, and his grin is as bright as possible.]
Ladies and entlemengay of the arcade! Do you live in fear of stepping outside your game? Well, worry not, friends! I’ve got just what you need!
[With a dramatic flourish, he whips the sheet off the table, revealing rows of glass bottles, each containing a single, floating heart.]
Multiple lives, at any time, in any game, whenever you need it! All you have to do is crack open a bottle-
[He picks one of them up and bashes it on the corner of the table. The glass shatters and vanishes, as the heart grows in size and floats behind him. Now that it’s larger, it’s easier to see that the heart has a dopey-looking smile on its face...]
-And voila! You are now safe to explore! Each heart is guaranteed to last you for an entire life! Battered, burnt or bubbilized; you’ll be good as new as soon as the heart breaks! Careful, though- The heart won’t save you from being crushed or drowned! So don’t get too rowdy! And hooow much would this cost, you might ask? Well, that’s up to you! You heard me right, folks!
Since there’s no... aheh, real currency between all of our games- heck, some of you don’t even have any form of credits… I’m willing to barter! Got any interesting power-ups from your own games? Or maybe a prize, a gadget, a weapon? I’m interested in anything! Just give me something good, and I’ll give you as many hearts as you need.
[a]
[The Magician’s excited pitch is starting to cool down, and he turns to face the small crowd that’s formed. He extends a hand in a friendly sort of greeting, but it’s clear the gears are turning in his head as he stares expectantly at his audience.]
So... what do you say?
[b]
[Some time after the initial crowd has passed; the Magician still has plenty of stock left to sell. The heart is bobbing peacefully behind him as he tries to get the attention of some tough looking characters.]
Need some proof that my product can save your life? Give it a test run! Come on, hit me! Pop me right on the nose! I’ll be fine, you’ll see!
Many in the Arcade have already met the Magician (or his double), but it’s a rare occasion to see him in total NPC-mode outside of his own game. He’s in top form: loud, animated, and humorously charming. He sounds a little bit like a carny or a used car salesman, and his grin is as bright as possible.]
Ladies and entlemengay of the arcade! Do you live in fear of stepping outside your game? Well, worry not, friends! I’ve got just what you need!
[With a dramatic flourish, he whips the sheet off the table, revealing rows of glass bottles, each containing a single, floating heart.]
Multiple lives, at any time, in any game, whenever you need it! All you have to do is crack open a bottle-
[He picks one of them up and bashes it on the corner of the table. The glass shatters and vanishes, as the heart grows in size and floats behind him. Now that it’s larger, it’s easier to see that the heart has a dopey-looking smile on its face...]
-And voila! You are now safe to explore! Each heart is guaranteed to last you for an entire life! Battered, burnt or bubbilized; you’ll be good as new as soon as the heart breaks! Careful, though- The heart won’t save you from being crushed or drowned! So don’t get too rowdy! And hooow much would this cost, you might ask? Well, that’s up to you! You heard me right, folks!
Since there’s no... aheh, real currency between all of our games- heck, some of you don’t even have any form of credits… I’m willing to barter! Got any interesting power-ups from your own games? Or maybe a prize, a gadget, a weapon? I’m interested in anything! Just give me something good, and I’ll give you as many hearts as you need.
[a]
[The Magician’s excited pitch is starting to cool down, and he turns to face the small crowd that’s formed. He extends a hand in a friendly sort of greeting, but it’s clear the gears are turning in his head as he stares expectantly at his audience.]
So... what do you say?
[b]
[Some time after the initial crowd has passed; the Magician still has plenty of stock left to sell. The heart is bobbing peacefully behind him as he tries to get the attention of some tough looking characters.]
Need some proof that my product can save your life? Give it a test run! Come on, hit me! Pop me right on the nose! I’ll be fine, you’ll see!
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Are you joking around or not..? It's 2013. 16-bit hasn't been the best in a looong time.
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Before looking at Ales like The Magician is absolutely insane.
This doesn't change the fact the racer is still furiously snappish, probably even more now than he was just a minute ago.]
ARE YOU SCREWIN' AROUND! 'Cause if ya are THAT INN'IT FUNNY!
[It should be very clear to Ales now that Turbo and the Twins are anything but kidding.]
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2013!?? That's freakin' INSANE! That'd be 26 years in th'future! Whadda' ya take us for, morons!?
[Tas sounds both angry and uneasy, because unless Ales has the best poker face of any character that's ever existed, it sounds as if fully believes that it really is 2013.]
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I'm not kidding around! Look, you could ask anybody else, and they'd tell you the same thing!
B-besides, you're the ones saying 16-bit is the coolest new thing! Games are 3D now! High definition! It sounds like you're 26 years in the past.. I know this must be really confusing, but I'm just trying to help!
[SO PLEASE STOP YELLING AT HIM.]
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Ask anyone else?
... He thinks he'll do just that.
He turns to see another character, who looks to be a soldier from a first person shooter, passing nearby. He shouts to them, to get their attention.]
'EY MAC! WHAT YEAR IS IT?
[The soldier raises their brow at the racer, and at such a strange question, but answers nonetheless.
"Uh, 2013? What are ya, retro?"
And just like that, Turbo loses all color in his face, his gray skin paling to become almost as white as his jumpsuit. He could swear his heart stopped beating for several seconds.
3D... High Definition...
That would explain why all those games didn't look like the games they knew at all. 16-bit wasn't cutting edge anymore. Technology had advanced even farther, and graphics had gotten even better. So much that they now looked nearly real.
He's so beyond shocked, his lisp starts to show itself, as he mutters aloud.]
W-We... we were unplugged...
Fer twenty-thix y-years...
[That's the only logical explanation explanation, as to how suddenly being so far in the future is even possible.
Right?]
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T....twenty-six....
....years....?
[It made no sense, but it was the only explanation that they could think of. What else could it be?
Whatever has happened here, it's definitely a lot bigger than the three first realized. They had been unplugged for seemingly twenty-six years, and were now stuck in the year 2013. They thought they'd escaped the fate of one who had been unplugged, and in a sense they had.
But had they truly?]
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[But then again.. It's probably not a good idea for them to go in there unprotected. He grabs three bottles off the table and holds them out.]
You'll probably need these for later. They're on the house! Consider it a welcoming gift.
[Besides, all the information they've accidentally provided about unplugged games is payment enough.]