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Dream ☭ № 3
Warnings: Character may need eye bleach after watching.
Dream Effect: Optional costume swap: either Sailor Moon or Axis Powers Hetalia.
Interactivity: Yes! Feel free to hop right in.
It's just another day at a lovely park, where an awkward scarf-wearing man with a paper bag full of bread crumbs awkwardly attempts to feed the ducks at the pond and fails. But he's not important right now, so the camera trails over to the other end of the park where a bunch of teenage girls have gathered to chat, bicker, do their nails, and/or whatever the hell else teenage girls do. They are clearly very important. Why? Because all the attention is on them.
And out of absolutely nowhere, the roar of something Godzilla-like is heard from off-screen. Looking around to make sure that nobody is watching, the girls all face each other and nod. But before they can do anything interesting, the camera is back on that man at the pond, and he's looking pretty sad now that all the ducks have left. He begins taking the breadcrumbs out of the paper bag and just eating them by the handful. The camera remains on this sad sight as the roars of the monster continue and are joined by the screams of the girls. Once his bag of breadcrumbs is empty, the man crumples it up, tosses it over his shoulder, and stands up from the bench. The monster's roaring gets louder and louder.
Apparently, there was a faucet pipe on that bench all along. He picks it up, raises it into the air, and one disturbing and sparkly transformation scene later, he stands not as a man in regular clothing and a scarf, but a man in a girls sailor uniform with a short skirt and a scarf. It's not a pretty sight. This man isfat big-boned, bulky, and his arms and legs are hairy.
"I am Sailor Sputnik!" he proclaims. "In the name of the Soviet Union, I will send you into orbit!"
That said, he leaps high into the air, aiming to strike the monster down with his pipe. And right before the pipe makes contact, everything conveniently fades to black. It's time fora commercial break this dream to come to an end.
Dream Effect: Optional costume swap: either Sailor Moon or Axis Powers Hetalia.
Interactivity: Yes! Feel free to hop right in.
It's just another day at a lovely park, where an awkward scarf-wearing man with a paper bag full of bread crumbs awkwardly attempts to feed the ducks at the pond and fails. But he's not important right now, so the camera trails over to the other end of the park where a bunch of teenage girls have gathered to chat, bicker, do their nails, and/or whatever the hell else teenage girls do. They are clearly very important. Why? Because all the attention is on them.
And out of absolutely nowhere, the roar of something Godzilla-like is heard from off-screen. Looking around to make sure that nobody is watching, the girls all face each other and nod. But before they can do anything interesting, the camera is back on that man at the pond, and he's looking pretty sad now that all the ducks have left. He begins taking the breadcrumbs out of the paper bag and just eating them by the handful. The camera remains on this sad sight as the roars of the monster continue and are joined by the screams of the girls. Once his bag of breadcrumbs is empty, the man crumples it up, tosses it over his shoulder, and stands up from the bench. The monster's roaring gets louder and louder.
Apparently, there was a faucet pipe on that bench all along. He picks it up, raises it into the air, and one disturbing and sparkly transformation scene later, he stands not as a man in regular clothing and a scarf, but a man in a girls sailor uniform with a short skirt and a scarf. It's not a pretty sight. This man is
"I am Sailor Sputnik!" he proclaims. "In the name of the Soviet Union, I will send you into orbit!"
That said, he leaps high into the air, aiming to strike the monster down with his pipe. And right before the pipe makes contact, everything conveniently fades to black. It's time for
...nah, I don't need those nightmares.
This is very important, your help is needed.
Thank god for that.
Oh, alright. What do you need me to do? [He might as well go along with it until he figured out what was going on. He'd just have to do his best not to look at Russia's outfit in the meantime.]
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Hurry! Very important!
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Yes, yes I understand, but what are we doing? [Even though this is the most hideous thing he's ever seen, he can't help but keep following Russia because he asked for help.]
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Once they're at the pond, Russia points to the gathering of ducks nearby, smiling.]
Ducks must be fed!
[Yes, this is why he dragged you here. This is very important.]
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Wait, ducks?]
Oh.
Do we have any bread?
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No, all out. What else can we feed them?
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[This is a dream so a loaf of bread magically falls from the sky and knocks Tuxedo Mask's hat off his head. Charles picks up both bread and hat and stares up at the sky. Strangely, he doesn't think that is as weird as he should.]
...I suppose that would do.
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[Wheee communism]
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[Totally unaware that he is furthering communism with his words.]
I don't see how we'll get the ducks to only eat their portions though.
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But birds can't read...
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