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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
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Hey! Wait up! [Dangit. Now he has to catch up again.]
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What? Nyet, go faster!
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[Russia continues on until he finally reaches an area where there are some evil-looking guys. How does he know they're evil? They're all smirking, wearing ridiculously bright suits, and they're kind of holding blueprints while directing alcohol supply trucks.
It's time to make a dramatic entrance (as soon as Canada does his part), so Russia climbs the fire escape of a roof to prepare for that.]
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Anyway, Canada's making the best distraction he can think of (aside from throwing angry cats at people). ...he's walking up and offering to sign them up for free cable.]
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Vodka thieves, say your prayers! I will soon send you into orbit!!
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...dammit Russia. Loudly declaring your presence only makes everyone look. AND BE MORE LADY-LIKE. Or something.]
I'm so sorry about this... [While apologising, he's hitting the nearest goon in order to reestablish a distraction.]
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[Russia leaps from the rooftop, which is just about the dumbest thing in the world, but it's probably okay because it looks like he's going to land on another one of those goons.]
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You!
[He points to the bad guy closest to him, not counting the one he landed on (who may or may not be dead).]
This is all your fault!
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Good job. Looks like you caught them, eh? I think they'll think twice next time about being evil.
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Lesson must be taught thoroughly!
[A few broken bones should do it.]
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I think he's really learned his lesson well. Look. He's meditating on it. [Or has passed out. Which is close enough.]