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Post by Patchy on Feb 25, 2013 0:55:46 GMT -5
The girl's eyes narrowed dangerously, she glanced at her gloves before returning her gaze to Vanellope. There was no sense of happiness in them anymore. "I am not going back to that game. You can go back but i am not going back." she crossed her arms over her chest and glared at the racer. "I suggest you get out of my castle President, i do not want to hurt you."
Her voice was like venom as she spoke. "No. You do not belong in this game. But I do."
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Post by Phantom on Feb 25, 2013 1:04:32 GMT -5
"I may not wanna stay here, but I don't wanna go back without you either." Vanellope said. Her body glitched again and her fists clenched. What was the worst that Candlehead could do to her? She was Candlehead! The girl hadn't been much a threat back in Sugar Rush and in spite of her appearance change she still didn't look that threatening to Vanellope. ...Okay, so maybe that was a lie. Vanellope would freely admit that her friend's appearance was frightening to some degree. However, she still believed that Candlehead (or whoever she was) wouldn't want to really hurt her. In Vanellope's mind, the green-haired girl couldn't hurt her. They were friends and friends didn't hurt friends. "Sugar Rush is your home whether you like it or not. I'm not going back there without you." Vanellope said. She didn't care if she had to drag her back kicking and screaming. Vanellope firmly believed that Candlehead belonged back in the racing game, that the whole series of events that had happened had been wrong, and that she was in the right for trying to bring her back home. What she didn't realize was that she was putting herself at risk by being so stubborn. Sonic's words, the words she usually never paid attention to when she was in the GCS, briefly echoed in her mind for a moment. "Don't die! If you die outside your game, you don't regenerate. Ever! Game over!"...No. Vanellope didn't have any reason to fear. Candlehead wouldn't hurt her. ...Would she? (ooc: Feel free to beat her up, Patchy.  ) |
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Post by Patchy on Feb 25, 2013 1:09:40 GMT -5
The green eyes became more dangerous. "Fine. You want to play it the hard way." the girl sighed and snapped her fingers creating a fire ball in her hand. "Isn't this lovely, i discovered it shortly after i came here. It's quite amazing." the girl's eyes watched the flame before smirking. "You should see how much damage it could do." The girl released the fireball allowing it to fly towards the girl.
"You see Vanellope like it or not, i am not going back. this is my game. The current ruler...well she disappeared." she gave a tiny giggle.
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Post by Phantom on Feb 25, 2013 1:14:21 GMT -5
Vanellope's eyes widened in horror when the fire appeared. She'd known that Candlehead had a preference for the element, but she had no idea that her friend had mastered the ability to actually make use of it like that. She barely had time to take in what was being said. Before she knew what was happening, fireballs were flying toward her. She glitched to the side, narrowly avoiding a couple that had come right at her, and glitched again to dodge a third, but just as she touched down on the floor again after that dodge she was struck by a ball of fire she had failed to take notice of.
The intense heat that struck the young President was too much to bear. She shrieked in pain and was knocked backward. Vanellope hit the floor in a most ungraceful manner and the flames slowly began to die down, leaving her with a nasty burn across the part of her that had been scorched. Vanellope felt herself glitching as she lay there writhing on the floor, but she couldn't do anything to defend herself.
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Post by Patchy on Feb 25, 2013 1:20:02 GMT -5
The green haired girl smirked before walking over to the fallen form of her friend. "I can't very well leave a kingdom like this unattended, i have to rule it, until the rightful ruler comes back....if she ever comes back. But i really doubt that." she leaned down on her knee to stare at her friend. "See, why would i want to go back. If i have all this!"
"Lady Candelaria, is everything alright?" a small guard came in shaking with fear.
"Oh yes, its quite alright, no need to worry. Our guest was just leaving."
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Post by Phantom on Feb 25, 2013 1:32:26 GMT -5
"C-Candelaria?"
So that was the name she was going under. Vanellope didn't know whether to comment on how it still contained candle in it or to find something else to remark upon. Stubborn little President didn't know when to leave it well enough alone, though. In spite of the pain she was in, Vanellope wanted to keep the conversation going. She wasn't going to leave the game without knowing what had happened to the old Candlehead.
"Wh-What did you do to the old Candlehead? This... This isn't like you." Vanellope said. She couldn't really recall what had happened before Candlehead had left Sugar Rush. In fact, the young President had been so focused on the fact that her friend was gone that she had forgotten what had caused her to leave in the first place. Sure she remembered that Taffyta and Priscilla had teamed up to demolish Candlehead's self-esteem, but beyond that Vanellope couldn't recall what had happened.
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Post by Patchy on Feb 25, 2013 1:42:01 GMT -5
Candelaria seemed to look hurt by this remark. "You don't like the new me?" she asked, her green eyes seemed sad but not entirely friendly still. Her sad frown turned angry and darker. "That's too bad, because i am going to stay this way for a long time Vanellope, there is nothing you or the other sugar rush racers can do to stop it." her green eyes narrowed dangerously. "They wanted me gone. I gave them what i wanted. the old candlehead is gone."
the guards were shaking at her anger, fire started to light her hands again. "This is my game now!" she pointed down the hallway. "Leave. Now."
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Post by Phantom on Feb 25, 2013 12:12:05 GMT -5
"Who cares if they wanted you gone? Doesn't it even matter to you that I want you to come back?" Vanellope asked as she got to her feet. Her tone had hints of desperation in it by that point. She really did miss her friend, and seeing Candelaria like she was had her greatly concerned for whether or not her mission would be a success. All Vanellope wanted was for her friend to come back so they could go back to the way things had used to be. Yet, what she found was seemingly another case of a character going Turbo. That wasn't what Vanellope had wanted at all. She'd wanted to bring Candlehead home so they could be friends again, disregard what all the other racers might have thought at that point, and just go on living like they had before Priscilla had arrived on the scene.
"Call me a stubborn ol' diaper baby for saying this, but I came here to find you and bring you home. I don't wanna leave without the old Candlehead. Even if I hafta get burned a thousand times over, I'm not gonna leave this game." Vanellope said. The mirrors were brought to her attention again, and she began to wonder about them once more. Was there significance to them, or was it just decoration? And why were they so... Broken? Vanellope hadn't noticed it before, but the mirrors looked as though they had been shattered by some means. Maybe there was something to them after all...
Hesitantly, Vanellope started to back up in the direction of one of the mirrors. It was a stretch, but she remembered hearing a tale about a game where one could go inside paintings. Maybe the same principle applied here.
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Post by Patchy on Feb 25, 2013 12:32:00 GMT -5
Candelaria just smirked and gave a laugh. 'If you really think you could get me to go back then by all means try. But i doubt you would be able to do so." she turned to the guards. "Leave us at once!" without another word the guards fled. "As i said before, the old candlehead is gone, this is the new me. I don't care if you don't like it." her mind wasn't really on what vanellope was looking at. "As far as I am concerned no one from sugar rush exsists anymore."
Help...I'm scared. that seemed to be the voice that vanellope could have heard when she started backing towards the mirrors. It was faint but it was a voice none the less. I'm scared..
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Post by Phantom on Feb 25, 2013 22:15:36 GMT -5
Right. I'm gonna try, all right. I just have absolutely no idea what I'm even doing.
It was true, much as Vanellope hated to admit it. She could talk big but that was all she could do. Sure Vanellope could try to act on her desire to experiment with the broken mirrors, but that was about it. Vanellope didn't even know whether or not she could go through the mirrors at all. She was inching closer to one, though, and that counted for something. When Vanellope was close enough, she shot a sort of defiant look Candelaria's way. If she wanted to try and stop her, she could go ahead. Vanellope didn't care.
"I'm gonna do whatever I have to to get my friend back. Even if it means having to ignore everything you say!"
And with that, Vanellope ran toward the mirror she was closest to. She squeezed her eyes shut and silently prayed that her theory of being able to leap into the mirror would work in the first place. If it didn't, then she would not only be in for a world of hurt but also be in a world of trouble. Vanellope didn't care all that much about either right then, though. She sucked in a breath of air and leaped when she thought she was close enough to the mirror.
"I'm scared..."
Vanellope thought, for a fleeting moment as she went through the air, that she heard a voice. It was faint, but she could have sworn she heard something. The only way to find out was by getting to whatever world was behind the mirror. ...Assuming there was such a world.
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Post by Patchy on Feb 25, 2013 22:23:47 GMT -5
Candelaria's scream of anger echoed throughout the room, or rather from the outside of the mirror. Luckily for Vanellope, her idea was right on the mark. Though the mirror lead to really no where like the world that she had left behind, this mirror was more bleak and black.
Help...I'm scared. these words seem to echo around the subworld she was in. I want to go home... it was candle's voice. Or rather thoughts that echoed around her
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Post by Phantom on Feb 25, 2013 22:33:25 GMT -5
For a fleeting moment, Vanellope did hear Candelaria's scream of anger. Then it was cut short as a sort of sucking sound filled her ears and she was transported into the mirror world. Vanellope felt herself tumbling through the darkness and her heart began to beat rapidly against her chest. Soon, the little glitch of a President hit the ground and rolled along for several moments. Then, out of nowhere, she came to a stop and slammed against something in the dark. Vanellope cringed visibly and her body's coding wobbled with a glitch spasm, but then she grew still. Part of her didn't want to believe that she had done what she had done. She'd been acting purely on instinct and the hope that she would be able to succeed at all.
When her brown-green eyes opened, she came to the realization that her theory had been correct. Her mouth hung open with surprise and she pushed herself into a sitting position. Was this some kind of strange mirror world? A reverse world of the one she had been in with Candelaria? Vanellope couldn't pretend that she knew for certain. One thing she did know, though, was that Ralph, Felix, and Calhoun certainly wouldn't believe that this kind of place existed.
"Well, at least I know I wasn't crazy for thinking this would work. Now I gotta figure out where I am and see about trying to find the real Candlehead." Vanellope said. She may have been nine, but Vanellope was no fool. She had been able to determine, or at least guess based on the way that Candelaria was acting, that something was up. She wasn't entirely sure of what that 'something' was, but she wanted to find out. The real Candlehead never would have wanted to hurt her. Not even if she had been acting weird.
"Help... I'm scared."
"I want to go home..."
Vanellope's eyes widened as she got to feet. There was that voice again, and now that she wasn't focused on whether or not a theory was correct she had an opportunity to try to determine who the voice belonged to. It was still faint, though, so Vanellope would have to hope that whoever the voice belonged to could give her some direction.
"Hello? Anybody here?" she asked.
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Post by Patchy on Feb 25, 2013 22:36:19 GMT -5
How long had she been here? She wasn't sure, she knew it had been a few days since she had come here and made a mistake of everything. Probably ruined the game. 'Anyone here?' that voice. she knew that voice. Green eyes filled with a little spark of happiness. "Vanellope?!" could it really be the girl from her own game? there was no way that it could have happened. Had her virus caught her in this world too?
she had already been here, just stuck in the bleak world, chains held her arms so she couldn't move. Like the strange glitching she had experienced they too were red.
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Post by Phantom on Feb 25, 2013 22:40:53 GMT -5
"Vanellope?!"
Now that was a voice she knew! Vanellope's eyes lit up with happiness and a smile broke out across her face. That was Candlehead, she was certain of it! But... Where was she? Vanellope didn't know that much, as she had only just gotten into the mirror world. She'd have to hope that Candlehead knew more about the world than she did, because without her friend's help she wouldn't have a clue about where she needed to go.
"Candlehead? Is that you? Where are you right now?" Vanellope asked. She had to hope that Candlehead could give her a direction. Anything was better than wandering around in the dark without a clear idea of where to go.
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Post by Patchy on Feb 25, 2013 22:42:59 GMT -5
Where was she? that was hard to figure out. Even she couldn't tell exactly. How was she supposed to let her friend know where she was? 'Wait, maybe i can send a signal.' the green haired racer thought, and contentrated, causing the candle on her hat to be lighted. "C-can you see the candle?" she yelled out.
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