PK ONE!
Huh? Wha? What the heck am I doin’?
Better question.
Where the heck am I?
…It’s a nice forest, I guess. I just don’t remember goin’ into any forest or anything like that. Lotsa...turkeys. This is pretty suspicious. No one better have knocked me out or anythin’ like that or they’re looking at one Hell of a-
…Why am I moving?
[She looks down and only now notices that she is sitting on some sort of tea table. More importantly than the fact that it is a tea table, however, is that it is a tea table that is moving. Not by wheels or anything like that; the legs of table are moving like actual LEGS. The table is slowly trotting through the forest with Kumatora sitting atop it. She gives it a weird look.]
Uh. Okay. Alright. I’m in a forest. In a forest, ridin’ on a table and surrounded by turkeys. Got it.
The table has got a nice bow on it.
But it’s also a movin’ table. I won’t hold that against it, but it is kiiinda weird.
[Now, a bear suddenly appears from behind a tree, knocking aside turkeys left and right. It seems plenty angry for no discernable reason and roars at her; Kumatora makes a start to stand up and tell the bear off for being rude and aggressive when she didn’t do anything at all, but the table rears up like a horse and makes a run in the opposite direction at an incredibly fast pace. She grips tightly onto the table, trying to not fall off.]
W-W-Whoa! Slow down! You’re gonna make me go flyin’ into a tree or somethin’! Slow down, dammit!
[The table ignores her completely. It is a table after all. What do you expect? It gallops through the woods and, after a while, out of the woods and onto the outskirts of town. So, here she is: a cute, pink-haired girl riding a fast-moving table and letting out every curse in the book (along with several she is making up on the spot) at the top of her lungs]
Better question.
Where the heck am I?
…It’s a nice forest, I guess. I just don’t remember goin’ into any forest or anything like that. Lotsa...turkeys. This is pretty suspicious. No one better have knocked me out or anythin’ like that or they’re looking at one Hell of a-
…Why am I moving?
[She looks down and only now notices that she is sitting on some sort of tea table. More importantly than the fact that it is a tea table, however, is that it is a tea table that is moving. Not by wheels or anything like that; the legs of table are moving like actual LEGS. The table is slowly trotting through the forest with Kumatora sitting atop it. She gives it a weird look.]
Uh. Okay. Alright. I’m in a forest. In a forest, ridin’ on a table and surrounded by turkeys. Got it.
The table has got a nice bow on it.
But it’s also a movin’ table. I won’t hold that against it, but it is kiiinda weird.
[Now, a bear suddenly appears from behind a tree, knocking aside turkeys left and right. It seems plenty angry for no discernable reason and roars at her; Kumatora makes a start to stand up and tell the bear off for being rude and aggressive when she didn’t do anything at all, but the table rears up like a horse and makes a run in the opposite direction at an incredibly fast pace. She grips tightly onto the table, trying to not fall off.]
W-W-Whoa! Slow down! You’re gonna make me go flyin’ into a tree or somethin’! Slow down, dammit!
[The table ignores her completely. It is a table after all. What do you expect? It gallops through the woods and, after a while, out of the woods and onto the outskirts of town. So, here she is: a cute, pink-haired girl riding a fast-moving table and letting out every curse in the book (along with several she is making up on the spot) at the top of her lungs]