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[First, there is a crash. A very loud crash, caused by a truck with an accompanying trailer falling out of a clear, cold winter sky.
Then there is a creak, as the trailers doors swing open and a large amount of strange things begin to pour out of it.
The first would be the clowns. Thousands of them, moving like a living tide in perfect unison, like a swarm of ants with squeaky shoes. Then there is Mickey Mouse, running on top of the clowns like someone trying desperately to ascend a descending escalator.
Then there is Vincent Valentine, who does not do much until he is pushed down into the trampling tide of clowns by Mickeys misaimed jump, where he suffers great pain until he manages to crawl away to safety.
Then there is Brook hanging on for dear life to a very pretty and shiny black piano, only HE and the piano are soon thrown away by the clowns... on top of Vincent Valetine.
And finally, Faust is seen swimming through the very air, for some godforsaken reason having shapeshifted into a Very Buxom Woman wearing a Very Skimpy Dress, until he cannot stay afloat any longer and lands right in Mickey Mouse's arms. Mickey manages to keep his balance for about as long as you could expect a two foot rodent carrying a nine foot woman bridal style, and he is forced to leap blindly and pray they do not fall into the teeming clown-hordes. Luckily they don't: instead they land on Vincent Valentine, who just managed to wrest himself free from the piano.
And thus, the tide of clowns draws to an end and silence falls over the chaotic scene, a silence only broken by Optimus Prime transforming back from vehicle to robot. But Optimus will not break the silence further. He can only stare blankly ahead, having been violated in ways he did not even think were physically possible. Yes, this is indeed a moment of silence and reflection for these five beings, a moment to marvel at the madness of the universe. A moment of humble reflection... a moment of fear for the unknown... a moment of-]
"Ah! Gentlemen, the almanac says it is still December! We made it back in time for the ~mistletoe~!"
[... Dignity.]
[OOC: Dehiatus post! I've missed you guys tons, but I won't be able to be around for long tonight since I have festivities to deal with tomorrow.
ETA: And just like that I gotta go. See you all tomorrow!]
Then there is a creak, as the trailers doors swing open and a large amount of strange things begin to pour out of it.
The first would be the clowns. Thousands of them, moving like a living tide in perfect unison, like a swarm of ants with squeaky shoes. Then there is Mickey Mouse, running on top of the clowns like someone trying desperately to ascend a descending escalator.
Then there is Vincent Valentine, who does not do much until he is pushed down into the trampling tide of clowns by Mickeys misaimed jump, where he suffers great pain until he manages to crawl away to safety.
Then there is Brook hanging on for dear life to a very pretty and shiny black piano, only HE and the piano are soon thrown away by the clowns... on top of Vincent Valetine.
And finally, Faust is seen swimming through the very air, for some godforsaken reason having shapeshifted into a Very Buxom Woman wearing a Very Skimpy Dress, until he cannot stay afloat any longer and lands right in Mickey Mouse's arms. Mickey manages to keep his balance for about as long as you could expect a two foot rodent carrying a nine foot woman bridal style, and he is forced to leap blindly and pray they do not fall into the teeming clown-hordes. Luckily they don't: instead they land on Vincent Valentine, who just managed to wrest himself free from the piano.
And thus, the tide of clowns draws to an end and silence falls over the chaotic scene, a silence only broken by Optimus Prime transforming back from vehicle to robot. But Optimus will not break the silence further. He can only stare blankly ahead, having been violated in ways he did not even think were physically possible. Yes, this is indeed a moment of silence and reflection for these five beings, a moment to marvel at the madness of the universe. A moment of humble reflection... a moment of fear for the unknown... a moment of-]
"Ah! Gentlemen, the almanac says it is still December! We made it back in time for the ~mistletoe~!"
[... Dignity.]
[OOC: Dehiatus post! I've missed you guys tons, but I won't be able to be around for long tonight since I have festivities to deal with tomorrow.
ETA: And just like that I gotta go. See you all tomorrow!]