welp

[stars_struck]

[Look around. This is the world your world could be, if inhabited by moeblob warriors: somehow, the DR's turned from a happy town into a checkerboard and blasted landscape of improbable ruined architecture and the remnants of destroyed buildings and structures. The skies are dark and cloudy, the atmosphere bleak and windy

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[justanimitator]

[we'll take lost or frightened for 500, Alex!

...again]

[vocaloidiot]

[whistling a merry tune as he toddles through the dark landscape]

[shame it sounds really bleak]

--ah. It's a Len.

[justanimitator]

[he knows you!!

rushing over now]

Kaito-san!

[vocaloidiot]

Haaah, it's nice to see any colour around.

[justanimitator]

[resisting urge to cling to your arm]

This... this does not look nice!

[vocaloidiot]

... well, it's pretty dramatic, that's for sure...

[justanimitator]

Is... is it d-- dangerous?

[vocaloidiot]

... well, even given the dressing room's usual tricks, we're generally pretty safe...

[justanimitator]

E-- even me?

[vocaloidiot]

Well, at the very least, there's not been much evidence of anything to hurt us...

[justanimitator]

Something... something hurt the, um, buildings.

[vocaloidiot]

Well, sure, but it doesn't look like you can call that 'recent'...

[justanimitator]

[silently considers this... something still seems wrong with this place. it's scary.

he doesn't think he likes it]

...N-- no green.

[vocaloidiot]

Or red, or blue, or yellow, or pink. Guess we've got the angry crimson, though.

[justanimitator]

I want t-- to go... go home soon.

[vocaloidiot]

Well, we might have to just wait it out, sad to say. That's kind of the way this stuff usually works.