[ The last time this place did anything amusement park-like, Yang punched out things on a roller coaster and got bitten by a spider. This time, she's prepared.
... Yes, and by prepared, we mean she's just idly sauntering out of the changing booth in a bright orange belly dancer outfit, gauntlets fully activated-- before she's giving whoever's closest a tap on the shoulder and a casual smile. Someone, at least, looks perfectly comfortable in this get-up. ]
Don't worry. Even if they steal your clothes, there's probably something in there to bring out your eyes. And those guys look flimsy enough to shake 'em down later.
[ PHASE IV. ]
[ It couldn't have been the tiger-striped thing with the colorful feathers, huh. That one had actually been kind of cute. But noooo, as the lovely toothy thing with the angler-fish kind of appearance stampedes towards you, it's getting knocked back by an explosive shot. Fired by a belly dancer wearing gauntlets, apparently. Don't judge, don't judge. ]
How are you at animal control?
[ ... is all she says next. Followed by: ]
And if it's 'bad', then how are you at running?
[ BONUS. ]
[ There's really nothing to be said here. Except that a certain someone may have "lost" a game. And is now dangling from one of the displays as you're invited to step right up and win her by hitting balloons with darts.
It's a shame that the alien assistant hasn't noticed that this particular prize didn't always have glowing hair. Or... embers.
Actually, is that stuffed alien koala bear starting to burn-- ]
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[ The last time this place did anything amusement park-like, Yang punched out things on a roller coaster and got bitten by a spider. This time, she's prepared.
... Yes, and by prepared, we mean she's just idly sauntering out of the changing booth in a bright orange belly dancer outfit, gauntlets fully activated-- before she's giving whoever's closest a tap on the shoulder and a casual smile. Someone, at least, looks perfectly comfortable in this get-up. ]
Don't worry. Even if they steal your clothes, there's probably something in there to bring out your eyes. And those guys look flimsy enough to shake 'em down later.
[ PHASE IV. ]
[ It couldn't have been the tiger-striped thing with the colorful feathers, huh. That one had actually been kind of cute. But noooo, as the lovely toothy thing with the angler-fish kind of appearance stampedes towards you, it's getting knocked back by an explosive shot. Fired by a belly dancer wearing gauntlets, apparently. Don't judge, don't judge. ]
How are you at animal control?
[ ... is all she says next. Followed by: ]
And if it's 'bad', then how are you at running?
[ BONUS. ]
[ There's really nothing to be said here. Except that a certain someone may have "lost" a game. And is now dangling from one of the displays as you're invited to step right up and win her by hitting balloons with darts.
It's a shame that the alien assistant hasn't noticed that this particular prize didn't always have glowing hair. Or... embers.
Actually, is that stuffed alien koala bear starting to burn-- ]