Once You Pop, The Fun Don't Stop!

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[gtmighty_pirate]

Any other situation would not have left Guybrush feeling so alarmed. This one, however, had just followed him getting a cutlass to the gut, so one assumes he had reason to be a little jumpy.

Or, you know, as jumpy as someone can be when they’re naked and covered in sticky goop. How his hook managed to stay suction-cupped to his wrist was a mystery to him-why he still had the hook at all and not his clothing was even more curious. But even Guybrush Threepwood, the attention-lacking pirate that he was, knew that was hardly what he needed to be focusing on right now.

There was that voice in his head, after all. In a way it reminded him disturbingly of the Voodoo Lady. Perhaps it was the Voodoo Lady. She was certainly ambiguous enough to fit the profile. And this sounded like a quest to him.

“Holding the Comb, got it,” Guybrush nodded absently, glancing around with expectant eyes (and completely ignoring the slime-covered nude lady standing nearby), “I’ll do that right after I find Elaine. She’s here, right? I mean honestly, she was standing right next to me-she couldn’t have gone far.”

And then, obnoxiously loud:

“ISN’T THAT RIGHT ELAINE?”

…Funny, she didn’t answer back. “Right? Elaine?...Plunder Bunny?”

[sonotaang]

Ava's really more of a nude teenager, although that might make it worse instead of better. "What the hell kind of nickname is 'Plunder Bunny'?" she calls over to the voice, sounding less panicked and more irritated at this point.

[gtmighty_pirate]

Indeed it doesn’t. You’ll have to excuse Guybrush; his mind was rather preoccupied at first, too much so to be bashful. A new voice coming from the nearby figure that he’d previously ignored was enough to whack the sense back into him.

It wasn’t the right kind of sense, unfortunately.

“Odd that you should ask!” Guybrush proclaimed pompously as he took on a prouder stance, “The term ‘Plunder Bunny’ was actually coined in the Mediterranean Gang Riots between the Bloody Doubloons and the Maneating Wildflowers, and was a phrase that meant to-“

Erm. She might want to stop him there.

[sonotasuperhero]

"Rhetorical question!" Ava snaps, glaring irritably at Guybrush. Ava's been in enough locker rooms in her life that she's comfortable enough being naked in front of strangers without immediately flipping out, although her patience is rapidly wearing thin. "Okay, here's a better one: since the voice in my head was really, really unhelpful, where are we?"

[gtmighty_pirate]

“Sorry, sorry,” Guybrush laughed nervously, finally having the decency to look away from the considerably younger girl (even if she was comfortable with nudity and he had other things on his mind), “I wish I knew. Usually my disembodied informants are a lot more helpful than this one.”

The ponytailed pirate took a better look around, noting with particular interest the meaty walls, the other pods, and the glowing pustules.

“My best guess is that we’re inside some sort of giant animal. Judging from the radioactive stomach barnacles, I’m thinking whale.”

[sonotaang]

"This isn't f%$king Pinocchio, radioactive stomach barnacles or not. Do you know any psychic whales? Because I don't." Ava says, giving the area around her a cursory glance. Pods, pods, more pods... a pulsating wall...

[gtmighty_pirate]

He flinched slightly, inching away from the girl with careful steps. “Not personally, no. I knew a giant manatee once, but I hardly think that counts.”

Guybrush looked away in a personal aside. “Yeeesh. Testy.”

Then he turned back. “Do you?”

It was an honest question.

[sonotasuperhero]

"No. Because they don't exist." Ava is just going to be walking this way, following the bioluminescent nodes on the floor. She doesn't really care whether or not you follow her, Guybrush.

[gtmighty_pirate]

He does, if only out of curiosity and standard information-gathering needs.

“I’m sure they just like their privacy,” Guybrush folded his arms, following at a safe distance behind her, “I know if I were a psychic whale I’d want to have some alone time, too. Plenty of naps to rest the ol’ voodoo-laced noggin…”

He trailed off.

“-Sorry. Did I ever get your name?”

[sonotasuperhero]

"Or you might not have seen one because they aren't real." Ava says, striding purposefully towards the room full of tentacles and clothing. A small ball of air has started following her, and she appears to be using it as something similar to a hair dryer.

"You didn't. I'm Ava."

[gtmighty_pirate]

Huh. Those looked useful. Guybrush risked a gander behind him, just in case he had his own brigade of air bubbles. Unfortunately he didn’t; the pirate turned back, disappointed.

“If you insist,” he shrugged, “Just don’t come running back to me when one asks you for directions. Ah, assuming it needs directions. The psychic powers might do funny stuff to their sense of direction.”

…Yeah.

“And since you so eagerly asked, I’m Guybrush Threepwood, Mighty Pirate™. Nice to meet you, Ava.”

[sonotaang]

Ava has perfected the air-bubble-hair-dryer trick through years of practice and wanting her hair to be perfect. It's slightly less than optimal right now, but the slime isn't doing her any favors. "I'll be sure to point the nonexistent space whale in your direction instead, oka-- um." she says, stopping short at what appeared to be a doorway. A very sketchy doorway.

[gtmighty_pirate]

She shouldn’t be complaining. Guybrush was still covered in the stuff, and he didn’t have any helpful air-bubble blow-dryers. Snobby little teenagers, always so spoiled with their fancy gadgets-

A second’s pause would’ve found the pirate running into the girl, but thankfully he caught himself before disaster struck. Elaine would murder him.

“It’s a door,” Guybrush observed.

[sonotasuperhero]

"It's a really ominous door, okay?" Ava says, pointing rather over-dramatically at the doorway. Yes, Guybrush, that is definitely Ava-code for 'you get to go first, guy whom I hardly know'

[gtmighty_pirate]

Well, no arguments there. Guybrush shrugged and proudly walked ahead, through the doorway, leaving slimy footprints in his wake.

Nothing happened.

“See?” Guybrush grinned reassuringly, glancing behind him with a casual raise of his brow, “Nothing to worry abou-“

Vines lurched from the sides, first pinning him to the floor and restraining his arms, then encircling him completely, moving at blinding speeds. Guybrush yelped with surprise, squinting his eyes shut as he waited for the worst…

…Eh?

“…Hey, this isn’t so bad!” the pirate chuckled with relief, completely covered in gliding vines at this point, “I’m not really sure what they’re doing, but it can’t be that bad! I think-“

He paused and a violent shiver went up his back. “-Wow, now there’s an odd sensation-“