With the sound of a slippery gerbil being shot out of a high pressure t-shirt cannon, Melody and Smores are ejected at high speeds from the tube and begin a freefall onto a fucked up looking version of Nantucket (Nantucket, Massachusetts)
"WHY ARE WE IN NANTUCKET," SMORES SOBS.
MELODY SCREAMS LOUDLY. "I CANT FUCKING FLY AAAAAAAAAA"
The sky is the idealized night sky! A beautiful evening to go for a walk, with plenty of stars to view. The moon is full, a spinning black and white spiral.
The ocean's water looks... carbonated, as well as very GREEN. and SLIME LIKE.
The island is also strangely PURPLE.
The real question is why are they noticing these things while they're hurtling towards the grou-
SPLOOSH!!!!!
AAAAAGGHHH!!!!! THEY LAND DIRECTLY INTO A POOL OF HOT OIL!!!! IT'S ACTUALLY LUKEWARM BUT THE PAIN FROM HAVING ALL OF THEIR BONES BROKEN AND INSTANTLY REFORMED IS OVERWHELMING!!!
Melody is STILL!! SCREAMING!!! OW OW OW OW OW OW OW OW OW OW. Oh and shes crying now from the pain. Nice job meanie dromen.
They are lifted up out of the oil by a thing. "WHAT IN THE METRIC FUCK ARE YOU DOING IN MY INDUSTRIALIZED DEEPFRIER." They are being hollered at.
"WE GOT TRAPPED BECAUSE WE WANTED CHEEEEEESSSEEEE" Melody whines, sobbing liudly.
Smores, "I just wanted the cheese...."
"WHAT!!!!" They make an annoyed GRAH sound before launching them out of the deepfrier onto the purple grass with a soggy PLAP.
Melody whines and wipes her eyes. "WHO ARE YOU???"" They look up at a 5'4, stocky, angry looking CLOWN. A fucking CARNIE. They're wearing a BLUE apron, BLACK polkadotted CLOWN PANTS, and a TSHIRT. they have BLANK WHITE SKIN except for their FOREARMS AND HANDS which are CHARRED BLACK. They have GENERIC YELLOW COLORED CLOWN MAKEUP and NO CLOWN NOSE. Their hair is FLUFFY, EYECOVERING, AND DYED YELLOW AS WELL.
"I WORK AT A DEEPFRIED FOOD STAND YOU WERE IN THE FUCKING DEEPFRIER I NEED TO CLEAN IT NOW!!!!"
"...." Smores is having 'nam flashbacks of Ociela.
"SUCKS I GUESS WE BROKE OUR FUCKING BONES BECAUSE WE GOT LAUNCHED THROUGH THE SKY!!!" Melody huffs, wiping her eyes and standing up, trying to shake off the fucking OIL. The carnie sprays them down with a hose. The oil is replaced with water. Smores is soggy.
Melody sighs. At least its better then oil. "Where are we???"
"NANTUCKET."
"WHAT IS FUCKING NANTUCKET." Melody huffs, trying to shake herself off like a dog. "How do we leave."
"I DON'T KNOW??" They groan and walk into their foodtruck, taking a deep breath and exhaling. They STARE FROM THE REGISTER. "Sorry about that :)))"
Melody sighs. "What do you sell?"
"I want some chips..." Smores whines.
They roll out a large scroll of every potential comfort food that could be deepfried. The fontsize is .5 and the scroll is 8' in length.
"Do you take dabloons?" Melody asks as she reads it.
":)))) What the **** is a dabloon"
"Currency in hell. Anyways. What form of currency do you take?"
"Dabloons I guess :))))"
"Hell yeah. Got a bunch of those." She takes a LARGE COIN POUCH out of her bag. "What do you want Smores? Can I have some onion rings, mozerella sticks, and uh...." She pauses and looks again. "A corndog?"
"Uhhh I'll have uhh.. a corn dog..." He has no idea wtf a corndog is
A massive takeout box of all the food ordered and shit. "50 dabloo :))) ns."
"Heck yeah!!!" Melody starts counting out the dabloons and handing them to the clown. "Thank you!" She looks around for picnic tables. Smores is so fucking nervous dude, he holds Melody's hand tight. The food truck is parked on the side of the road next to the deepfrier lake. Across the street is a bunch of picnic tables. Nobody is around. Everything is quiet. It seems like a rather isolated spot to be.
Have I mentioned the grass is purple yet?
Melody hums and picks up the boxes, heading to a picnic table. "Its okay Smores... After we eat well ask the clown about this place, okay?"
"Yeah.. I guess." He sits down and eats his corn dog
Melody eats, afterwards returning to the carny. "So um... do you know how to leave this place?"
"what place :))"
"This place. The place we are in"
"Why would you want to leave Nantucket :(?"
"Well like- I dunno! We have... places to explore..." Melosy says, feeling a little bad
"I don't like clowns........" Smores mutters.
"Places to explore like :) what :)?"
"Like um... looking for people who need help! Or a problem to solve!"
"Preferrably without clowns..."
"It's all clowns." Their tone goes from chipper and sickeningly happy to flat. loud, and dead serious.
Melody looks. unnerved. "So how do we leave??"
"Oh, the funhouse, probably! Find the Ringmaster."
"Oh. Okay! Thank you kind sir!" Melody smiles, nodding to him and taking Smores hand. "Can you point me in the direction of the funhouse?" They point towards the massive, bustling carnival in the distance. "Okay! Thank you!" And she heads off, dragging Smores with her.
They walk right into a carnival. Like, lots of clowns everywhere. Holy shit so many clowns. Imagine like, 20 fairs happening at once. There are so many creatures being milked. The paths are twisting and winding. WHY ARE THERE SO MANY RATS BEING CHASED BY SNAKES.
Melody is vaguely horrified. "Gee wilickers this place is... strange..."
"This is hell for me."
2 clowns stop dead in their track and STARE at Melody. "DID YOU JUST SAY GEE WILICKERS?!?!?! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHA" The other clown simply shakes their head in disappointment and ushers their friend away.
"ihatethis." smores whines.
Melody nods and looks to Smores. "Is it because of Ociela?"
"yeah...."
Cope ig.
Melody nods. "We'll get out of here. We just need to find that darn funhouse..."
There's a giant funhouse looking tent in the middle of all this hullabaloo. Melody pulls Smores as she runs up to it! It's a gigantic tent with a fittingly gigantic line. The entrance into the tent seems like the front of a wooden mansion. An entrance and an "outrance". Nobody seems to be coming out.
Thats... not spooky at all. Melody starts cutting through the line! Smores follows, although begrudginly, and considering theyre both like 3 inches tall its like remmy the rat scurrying through paris so they reach the front of the line. The door is shut. There's a ticket booth clown standing in front of the door. He's smoking a comically shaped pipe. He stares at them, wordlessly.
Melody stares back. "Let us in" She says with a smile.
The clown stares at them. And then hands both of them SLUSHIES. "Drink."
Smores takes it shakily and looks to Melody. Melody stares back. "Not until you tell us whats in it, pal."
"It'll help ya escape, doofus." Said in the gruffest voice you can imagine.
Melody narrows her eyes. "...okay." She DRINKS IT. Smores sighs and takes a swig. They start to GET SMALLER!!!!!!!
Soon they are rats.
"Go through the side door." A rubber snake appears, and begins lead them to a tiny hole in the wall. Smores is terrified. You took the fucking rat potion. The time is ticking. Escape. SMORES STARTS RUNNING. SMORES HAS THE RIGHT IDEA. GO ON MELODY. YOU HAVE ONE CHANCE!! INTO THE RAT HOLE!!! MELODY RUNS AFTER SMORES. A giant snake is chasing after them. The leader snake plunges into the rathole, and Smores does immediately after. MELODY is in DANGER of the GIANT SNAKE because she's fucking SLOW and DOESN'T LIKE BEING A RAT. >:(.
She survives, though. The rathole is actually a giant slide! WOOOO!!! They're sliding, and they're rats.
RAT SCREAMING???
AAA
The slide sounds like the tube. Those tubes. eeeeuuuuuuuaaaa
melody wants to die
Finally, they reach the end of the slide. They're shot out at highspeeds into a dunktank, and then the giant snake shoots out, hits the target, and explodes into black blood all over the wall. Melody and Smores are dunked. The water reverts them to their pre-rat forms.
"AUGHH" smores falls
MELODY COUGHS AND LOOKS AROUND. "WHAT RHE FUCK??? WHO DID THIS I'LL GIVE EM A PIECE OF MY MIND!"
The dunktank door opens and they are washed out into the middle of the room by all the water. Smores is SOBB8NG. Melody YELPS and looks around
They're in a stone basement. There's a new door! There's a door on the wall.
Smores approaches the door. Melody follows. Does Smores open the door... Yes. THE DOOR FALLS OVER AND CRUSHES HIM MWAHAHAHA and then he boings back up like nothing happens. It's a hallway. Full of MIRRORS.
"SMORES!" Melody screams in terror before its boinged back up. "Are you okay??"
"eheuhhjhhn..."
"Fair enough... guess we go in?"
"I guess...."
She extends her hand to him. He takes it. She heads into the mirror maze! Smores follows!
The doorway DISAPPEARS BEHIND THEM.
The mirrors grow. Taller and taller.
The stone floor gives way to darkness.
They're surrounded by mirrors. No floor to look at, no ceiling to guide them, just mirrors on either side of them.
Dead, rotted, delirious looking clowns bang on the mirrors, the funhosue effect altering them into monstrous shapes and sizes.
"AAAAH???"
Melodys ears flatten to her head as they walk. "We just need to find the way out! Itll be fine-"
"AAAaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASAAAAASASASAAAASASSREXRFECTYGHFVAHGDCGHFACDXGFE"
Melody draws her bow and arrows, SHOOTING THE FUCKIN MIRROR. The arrow lodges into the mirror. It cracks. It begins to gush blood. Start running. SMORES RUNS. MELODY RUNS AS WELL.
The mirror shatters. The distorted, shrieking clown launches out, cracking the mirror across from it, which ALSO starts to gush blood. THAT clown launches out. So on, so forth. In a couple of seconds, there are about 5 fucked up and twisted funhouse clowns barreling down the maze's hallways after them. The number is quickly growing.
The left and straight hallways are crushed by giant hammers from the ceiling. Right is long, and there are BATTLEAXES SWINGING FROM THE CEILING.
"THIS FUCKING SUCKS!" Melody screams, pulling Smores around to avoid the battleaxes
4 of the clowns die, slamming into mirrors and releasing quadruple the amount. Blood is spraying everywhere. The final, gigantic, 6 headed fleshy blob of a clown is simply taking the axes and destroying mirrors in it's slow (fast) crawl through the maze. It's like a wall, aiming to crush them against a dead end.
THe direction they go is a slope. And then a staircase. and then a CLIFF. They'd have to jump. Smores Jumps.
SMORES ROCKETS UP INTO THE CEILING. HE KEEPS FLYING UP!! FARTHER AND FARTHER AWAY FROM THE GROUND!!!! IF HE FELL HE'D FUCKING DIE!!!!! BUT HE JUST KEEPS GOING UP!!!
MELODY JUMPS
Melody PLUMMETS.
Melody plummets like a rock. She spins, then feels as if she's going down an invisible slide. Lights flash from all around her, random colors and frequencies and patterns. Her senses are overwhelmed. She feels lizards crawling on her. She smells apple cider. She sees a burning village. Her ears are full of screams.
Then, she slides onto concrete. And bumps her head into a table.
She has to stand up.
Melody takes a moment to recouperate, crying softly at the sensory overload before standing up and looking around. She's in a cramped concrete room. She has no idea how she slid across the ground, because there's no slide. No entrance. No room. It's basically a 1x2 cement rectangle. A space for her, and the table.
There's a bottle on the table.
"DRINK ME~" reads the label.
Melody tears up. She doesnt wsnt to! But there doesnt seem like much of a choice. She hesitantly drinks the bottle. It tastes like apple pie, homemade like her mother used to.
She begins to TURN INTO A RAT AGAIN.
SHE SCREAMS IN PURE FUCJING ANGER
She's a rat. There's a perfectly sized doorway for her.
SHE GOES IN THE RAT DOOR
She enters a rat bar.
The lighting is perfectly warm. Lanterns light the wooden interior. Dozens of rats in various outfits sit and eat and drink. They are rats, and they are joyous.
Melody looks for an EXIT
She is drenched in water out of nowhere. Impolite Rat >:(
She SQUEAKS. She looks for the EXIT
There is no exit yet! She gets drenched, again! Now the rats are looking at her. She's strange, for a rat.
She squeaks at them. "Hi??" She tries to say
The Rat Frat sitting at table 2 oggles her.
"Why are you so soggy? Strange rat. Very."
"How do I leave?"
"Leave? Why. Why don't you have a drink instead?"
Melody sighs. "Fine... what drinks do you have?"
"I don't know. What do I look like? The Rattender is over there, Stranger."
Melody goes to stupid fucking RATTENDER. "What drinks do you have?"
"Rat drinks. Or not rat drinks?"
Melody puts her rat face in her rat hands, starting to SOB. "I dont want to be a rat.."
"Not rat drink, then? C'mon, chump."
"not rat drink!" She syas through TEARS
She is slidden a can of snake drink.
She sips it nervously
She is now a snake, and takes up half the room with her snakeness. Her drink spills all of the floor and begins to corode the wooden floor. She sinks. Slowly. The Ratfrat and Rattender are freaking the fuck out.
MELODY SCRWEAMS
THEY PULL OUT PITCHFORKS.
"DONT KJILL ME PLEASE AAA" She falls through the floor into a bush. The bar is gone now. She SLITHERS AORUND?? Slithering out of the bush, she finds herself in a hedge maze. There are a bunch of rats running from her. She feels hungry. MELODY IS HORRIFIED AND TRIES NOT TO CHASE AFTER THEM. Melody, play along here. You won't get out unless you do! Smores is doing well, what excuse do you have? MELODY SNIFFLES AND CHASES RHE RATS,... The rats scamper away, squeaking and screaling in terror. It's a maze. They get lost. They are cornered. MELODY DOESNT WANT TO EAT THEM,.. Eat the family of rats. SHE EATS THEM WHILKE CRYING. The family is swallowed whole. She is now full. She feels sleepy. She curls up to sleep..
Her vision goes black.
---
Smores shoots through the bigtop, being covered cloaked in the black and white fabric like an oversized cloak. Surrounding him on all sides is a skybox of swirling black and white spirals. He floats, and then he lands on solid, invisible ground with a soft flump. There is nothing surrounding him. He must wander.
Smores gets up and wanders. It's an infinite void.
How much time passes? 5 minutes
Not enough. He steps on an ant.
How much time passes?
⁵ minutes
Not enough. He steps on an ant.
How much time passes?
10 minutes
He finds a note.
"'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!"
He took his' Blah blah blah you know the shtick. Get to it!"
Yes, that's what's written.
"This is just like..." Smores pockets it
Does he keep going forward?
Yes10minutes
He finds a note.
"'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!"
He took his' Blah blah blah you know the shtick. Get to it!"
Yes, that's what's written.
"This is just like..." Smores pockets it
He walks forward 20 minutes
He finds a rock. There is the blade of the sword stuck deep inside. It has no handle.
He continues 30 mint es
He finds a tree, sticking half way out of the ground.
There's a perfectly smores' arm shaped hole in the tree.
Smores sticks his arm in
Smores feels his index finger get bitten by a pair of feisty mandibles. He is bleeding.
Smores sobs.
Does he move forward?
Yes. 40 minutes
Smores finds a table. There is a sword handle on it. Unfortunately, he cannot reach it, for there is a massive stream and if he tried to cross it, he would be swept away.
Does he move forward?
He does.
How much time passes?
50 minutes
Smores finds a strange plant. It seems thirsty. He is still bleeding.
He cannot move forward anymore.
He bleeds on the plant
It grows a flower, which blooms, revealing an oddly shaped sponge. It is very small.
He picks it up
It is picked up.
Does he move backward?
Yes
10 minutes
He finds a note.
"'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!"
He took his' Blah blah blah you know the shtick. Get to it!"
Yes, that's what's written.
HE STARTS TO RUN 50 MINUTES
Smores finds a wilted, dead, spongeless plant.
"GRAHHH"He walks 1 second.
Nothing.
HE WALKS 1 HOUR
He cannot.
he starts to weep
He still has the sponge, which grows slightly because of his tears.
'WHATTVTHE FUKC." he sobs more
Smores, there's a puzzle!
He gets up and walks 40 minutes
Smores finds a table. There is a sword handle on it. Unfortunately, he cannot reach it, for there is a massive stream and if he tried to cross it, he would be swept away.
He places the sponge in the strema
The sponge spontaneously grows into a gigantic dinosaur, and then disappears.
The stream is gone.
He grabs the handle
The handle is acquired!
He walks 20 minutes
He finds a rock. There is the blade of the sword stuck deep inside. It has no handle.
He attaches the handle and tries to remove the sword
It works! Confetti shoots out of the cut in the rock!!!
The sword has an oak handle and an iron blade. It's a shortsword. It's incredibly simple and glows blue. It has VORPAL written on the blade.
"Oh my god if I have to fight the moon..."
Smores can now move forward 60 minutes.
He does
Smores stumbles upon the Jabberwocky. It is disguisting and slimy. How am I, in my right mind, supposed to describe this? Shame.
The blade vibrates in his hand.
He inhales. He charges at the jabberwocky, sword in hand, ready to strike
He looks like a fool. With the help of the blade's magic, he strikes it across the neck. The Jabberwocky is decapitated. His vision cuts to black.
---
Smores and Melody appear. Smores is no longer bleeding, Melody is no longer a snake. Thankfully, Smores still has his sword and Melody is still full of rats.
They're sitting in comfortable armchairs on the business end of a fancy wooden desk. On the other side, is a clown.
A 10', hunched over, lanky as shit clown.
Colored entirely black and white.
It wears a silly little jester outfit. Like a silly little jester doll.
It's hands are large, yet it's legs are like stilts.
His smile is permanent, as are his happy eyes.
It's as if his face's flesh is stretched around something.
"Good show, you two! Good show. Might I ask how I could reward you? Again, quite a fantastically good show! Ha Ha Ha."
Smores just sobs.
Melody is on the verge of tears. "Can we leave-"
"Leave? For where!"
"We're- we were just trying to help peopme with impurity man henegsbn..." Smores sobs.
"Ohhhh~?? The IMPURITY!?!? Ha Ha Ha. That isn't the best time, catching that, is it?"
Melody nods. "I just want to help people- heal people of impurity if I can-" she says, holding back TEARS
"Well, why don't you sever the snake at it's head! Stop it at the source!"
"H-how do you mean???"
It leans in close, right up to Melody's face. It's breath smells like deepfrying oil, cotton candy, and rot. "It's coming from Sondar's Domain, Hero."
Melodys nose scrunches, nodding. "I dont know how to get there though-"
He leans back. "It's quite a beautiful place.... I could send you there."
Her eyes widen and she wipes the tears. "You can??"
"Yes!"
"Will you?"
"Well, of course. But are you ready???"
Melody looks to Smores. "Are you?"
"Uhhh..." he looks to the sword. "Yeah, guess I am."
"I am too"
"Alright!" The clown stands up and scoops them up. Melody is scooped and yelps! Smores is shaking. He steps outside onto the balcony of his Rich Nantucket Mansion and throws them in the direction of Rhode Island. Once they fly so far they can't be seen anymore, they disappear.
Nantucket 5/5 stars