Fifth Kupo!

[slam_dancin_mog]

[Nothing especially remarkable is going on.  For some reason or another, you were brought to the street of Kramden -- If you have keen eyesight and are paying close attention, you may spot a small white dot in the distance bobbing up and down, moving rather sporadically

Comments

[relaxiamadoctor]

[Fran was returning home from school when rounding the corner she found herself in the middle of a desert]

Oh my~ Have I been abducted again?

[slam_dancin_mog]

[Indeed she has! If she glances around, there appears to be an oasis a short distance to her left. Some ways in front of her is the dancing white dot.]

[relaxiamadoctor]

[Fran, the odd and inquisitive sort she is, decides to pass up the Oasis and walk towards the white dot.]

[slam_dancin_mog]

[It is a dancing Moogle.]

Well, you're no fun, kupo.

[relaxiamadoctor]

Ah, I'm sorry~ Did you do all this?

[slam_dancin_mog]

That's right, kupo! You're impressed, right?

[relaxiamadoctor]

Indeed~ Did you teleport us somewhere? [Fran peers at the moogle curiously, examining it]

[slam_dancin_mog]

Huh? Nope. It's just an illusion, kupo. If I were that powerful, I'd be long gone!

[relaxiamadoctor]

Ah I see, a predator defense then? [Fran pulls out a pad and pencil and takes notes]

[slam_dancin_mog]

A what, kupo? No, I do this to beat up bad guys, kupo.

[relaxiamadoctor]

[Fran nods, continuing to write, sweating from the desert heat though seeming to pay it no mind. That is to say, her body is reacting but SHE isn't]

Ah, I see, I see~ Very interesting~ Wide range illusions from a natural source, pheromones possibly?

[slam_dancin_mog]

. . . That's not right, either. Here, I'll stop.

[He does and everything proceeds to vanish.]

If I'd kept going, kupo, you'd have been attacked by an Antlion. And that would've stuck. So it's not anything natural at all, kupo.