MUSEBOX SHENANIGANS

[aboyandhiscar]

[TIME FOR SOME SABRAMOTORFALLS IN HERE]

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[aboyandhiscar]

[IT'S GAME TIME IT'S GAME TIME, you have been beckoned!! Cetus ESPECIALLY will feel the call even more strongly than normal for some reason--and Mike's out hunting for the day. Oh well, surely, he'll meet up with the rest of the team later. Right? Right.]

[alittlemystery]

Game face on.

[Pulls his hat down extra low!!! ............then fixes it as he enters the arena since he can't see with it like that. Only Cetus present but that's not TOO unusual really, it happens sometimes]

[aboyandhiscar]

[THEY ARE A. . .SPARSE TEAM. . .

This time though, not only is Dipper the only Cetus present in the Arena, he's the only blank as well. No other teams are present, not even the always-ready-to-rumble Pyxis and Vulps, or the cool headed Delpavos. There's no other soul, and in the judge's seat sits. . .no one! Huh. There is definitely a call going out though, maybe everyone's running late.]

[alittlemystery]

[This is creepy and he is alone and. Huh. Huh. He just kinda...sits on the ground, positioned so he can look at both the throne and the entrance easily to keep an eye on things. And he will hum pop songs to himself to keep chill]

[aboyandhiscar]

[SOUNDS LIKE A PLAN though as he hums, the sound of banjo strings plucking can be heard. And--blink and he'll miss it--was that just a stone bear in the throne?? Oh well, it's gone now, but.]

[alittlemystery]

What? Was that...queen?

Hey, what's that noise?

[:\ Getting up and looking around again. Maybe the game already started??]

[aboyandhiscar]

[That banjo music is gradually getting a bit louder. There's no game going on but further investigations leads to.......................

. . .

A bunch of Bear-O styled stone animatronics?? Trying their darndest to keep those banjos going. They keep crumbling though, being rebuilt by an unseen force.

But never mind those guys, people are FINALLY starting to arrive; well a person is anyway. It's Mike!! Though he's really dragging his feet, looking worn and tired, not bothering to look up as he's compelled into the arena. That seems fine, yeah?

[alittlemystery]

[WHY THIS. Freezing in place when he sees the Bear-Os. When he sees Mike enter it's.

god he has to go through the gauntlet of bears to get to him. WHY THIS. With a high pitched whine of unhappiness he charges over towards Mike to probably hide behind him not noticing yet in his puppet panic that things seem Wrong]

[aboyandhiscar]

[WHAT A BRAVE BOY. The stone animatronics do little more but creeeeak their heads in Dipper's direction as he charges by, blank, lifeless eyes fixed on him. But they don't move otherwise, continuing to crumble as they play, and Dipper safely finds shelter behind Mike!

Mike barely flinches though, and just barely mumbles out a stilted]--What's wrong?

[This close now, unless he's still staring at those bears, dipper might notice that aside from his jacket, his lanky bro is sure shinier looking. And far more wooden. . .and connected at the joints via segmented blocks.]

hi we're doin this were makin this happen

[believeslegends]

[It's wrong to be back here and it's wrong to be in this monstrous body again and doing what he has to do to survive here. Jim hates it but it's not the worst thing. Not with people like Mike around. Even if Mike sort of did that thing. He's got to find new hiding places and new ways to eat, Jim has to get used to this body all over again since he came down from the mountain and ignore the fact that the last thing he remembers here is that he died, he died in that pit after everything that happened.

For the moment, he creeps his way over to the garage. Hesitates a moment before knocking on the garage door.]

YEAH WE ARE

[aboyandhiscar]

[Jim barely has to knock twice before the door goes upwards with a rattle. As chill as he tries to be, Mike is a dog through and through, and he'd halted his punching session on Tex's abandoned sandbag when he first heard foot steps--well, leg steps--approaching. Staring intensely at the garage shutters, his ears and tails had perked when the knocks confirmed his suspicion.

Still, he tries to relax a bit. He's more than aware he isn't Jim's favorite person right now, but my gosh he's still showing up, and that's all he can ask for. One hand pocketed, the other raised in a lazy wave, he motions Jim to come in.]

. . .yo! Thought I smelled someone familiar. You know you don't need to knock, dude.

[believeslegends]

I-- Yeah, I know.

[He ducks his head down and steps in slowly, like waiting for this to go wrong but he still comes in.]

Just been a while so I thought... [He trails off. What did he think? He isn't sure, but he wasn't prepared to be let back in so easily.]

's been a while.

[aboyandhiscar]

. . .Yeah, it has. Time flies, huh?

[He's not gonna press him on that, closing the garage door behind him.]

Just makes catching up all the more worth it, yeah? Take a load off, chill by the heater.

and coming in with a Very Late Save

[believeslegends]

Uh.. Thanks.

[Chill. Right. That's something they do still. Mike is just so casual about this; he should try too, he figures. Jim maneuvers his legs over the furniture to the heater, settling in with them curling up and around him. He's still fairly tall even when trying to get lower and there just simply isn't much he can do about it.

In here, this room, remembering the last time he was here makes him all too self-conscious about his mandibles. They chitter anxiously before he puts his hands over them. He doesn't like remembering that night. Or that week, for that matter. It was never a good time.]

You've been doing good, looks like. Everything working out?

YEAH YEAH YEAH

[aboyandhiscar]

[Mike's doing his best to reign himself in--it's Jim, he came back. No one comes back! Despite the uneasy atmosphere, his tail can't help but wag a little.

He almost offers to get Jim something to eat but he manages to stop himself. Nope, not after last time.]

Uh, yea! You know, just getting by. Business is pretty good, surprisingly. Folks don't care if you're a monster if you can give them an tune up for cheap, heh. [He rubs at the back of his neck.]

. . .what about you? Guess you've found somewhere else to hang, yeah? Haven't gotten many visitors when it's not work related, so. Pretty dang happy to see a friendly face.

[believeslegends]

[Probably safe bet on that, not offering. Jim wouldn't take it anyway, he's been taking care of his meals himself. Jim pulls his hand away and fiddles with them anxiously. He doesn't want to be too weird. He hasn't forgotten how he feels.]

Um. Yeah, somewhere else. My old spot's no good anymore but I found a little spot by the river.

[It's vague enough that Mike wouldn't come looking for him if he felt self-righteous enough to. ...But what if something happens and he does need Mike to find him? His mandibles chitter a little. It's just Mike. It's fine.]

Where'd everyone else go, if they aren't visiting?

[aboyandhiscar]

[Mike makes a bit of humming sound at that, filing away the info for later. He won't go barging in on Jim out of respect, but just in case he ever needs help--!! Well, now he knows where to start sniffing around.]>

Oh, you know, they're just. . .[His eyes flicker around the garage briefly. While it's obvious he's been pretty active in there--whether working on a car, mapping out a trip or just set up in front of the TV--should Jim glance through the door leading to the main house, it looks oddly...still. Clean. Like it was touched up and set up and then no one's touched it for ages. Even the carpet looks like no one's stepped on it in a long, long time.

Mike shrugs, brushing his hair back.]

. . .just gone, heh. But hey, that's how this place rolls, you know? Still lots of good folks around. Like you.

[imfine1111one]

PLACEHOLDER FOR NEW SHENANIGANS

[astronot]

[just been a normal time here in sabramotorfalls. but more than just dipper and mike hijinx exists here! There's still our good good Ace Attorney boys.

things haven't been too bad lately and Pavo even won the last game, a fun romp where the teams each had to build their own fort.

Except since that game, Clay's been kind of. Quiet]

[imfine1111one]

[A FUN GAME, FULL OF FUN TIMES AND NO ONE DYING

PROBABLY

DEFINITELY

YEP, MONO IS A-OKAY

...

Anyway!!

knock knock]

H-hey, Midnight? You around?

[astronot]

[opening up]

Badger?

[imfine1111one]

[Apollo perks, and is immediately shoving stuff in his arms--mostly a few drinks from Mirror, but also some fruits they'd been hording.]

Hey! I just wanted to check on you. You've never been in a game like that one, and well--everything worked out fine and all, and Pavo always keeps their cool, so there's nothing to even worry about, haha. But I figured it wouldn't hurt to have yourself a pick me up regardless.

[astronot]

You can't give me these for free??

[imfine1111one]

[DANGIT BUD Apollo makes a quick hushing gesture, looking over his shoulder]

Shhh--!! A-aha, I never said it'd be free! Sort of like an IOU, right?

Anyway, can I come in?

[astronot]

Oh right...

[steps aside to let Apollo in]