staring at exitvoid a little bit, new muse is fairly new

[ectoplasmic]

ARE YOU KIDDING?!

No! Not happening!

Do you want me to fail all of my classes? You've been in my shoes! You know what it's like! I'm all for dealing with weird, spooky things, but isn't this a bit much?

I want to talk to a lawyer or something! I have rights!

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[halfspooky]

You've got the right to give your mun writer's block, but that's about it. I tried to do that once a month with mine and it still didn't stop her.

Have you got any canonmates, at least?

[ectoplasmic]

--uh. [Not the weirdest thing to happen. Hey there, Other Danny!] Yeah, tell me about it. I mean, I haven't even been around that long and already with the freaky ghost ship. I'm going on strike.

Canonmates? Nope. I mean, on the one hand, Sam and Tucker would be great! Heck, even Jazz! On the other, ghost ship. Horrible, violent ghost ship.

LOL are you using my icons or is this another "DP iconers capping the exact same moments" thing?

[halfspooky]

[Sup, Danny! How's it goin, handsome?]

Yeah, good luck with that. Wait til your mun gets a great idea. You won't be able to shut up no matter how much you want to.

Still... Horrible, violent ghost ship, you say? Maybe I should send Vlad your way. Get him out of my hair, at least.

;; no i collected them from lj and haven't found credits for them/caps for my own orz

[ectoplasmic]

[Oh, better now that we're here.]

I'm going to refrain from calling myself a jerk before my self-esteem can suffer. [B|] And, unfortunately, that's the problem.

More than the ship-- it's Vlad.

Some of yours are def mine, but help yourself! <3 We're all Danny here!

[halfspooky]

Okay, yeah, point. If anyone could use that to his advantage, it'd be Plasmius.

Right. Keeping him in my game. Least there, I'm the one with more power and experience. It's nice to be able to keep him in check for real.

gosh ty! let me know which ones ARE yours so i can credit them!

[ectoplasmic]

[HMMMM. CHIN RUB.]

Okay, now I have got to hear this. Please tell me it's awesome.

[notaglitch]

Lemme just let you in on a little secret m'friend- Your mun probably isn't gonna listen to you. Not unless you've got some incredible charm which I do or are veeeryy good at cluttering up their headspace until they've got no choice but t'listen to ya.

Otherwise, I'm 'fraid you're stuck pal.

[ectoplasmic]

That's what I figured.

Man. I hope she likes the sound of wailing because I am so giving her a headache.

[notaglitch]

Haha, keep it up! Maybe if yer loud enough she'll get fed up with your whinin' and change her mind about where she's sendin' you.

Must be some awful game to have you that upset, huh?

1/2

[ectoplasmic]

Two words:

Ghost.

Ship.

[ectoplasmic]

And I don't whine!

[notaglitch]

Heeyy, it can't be any worse than giant evil robots and ink monsters now can it? Cause that's gonna be where I'm headed.

Whinin', complanin', it's all the same really.

[ectoplasmic]

Oooooh, trust me. It can be worse.

--wait... [:| Hold a gosh-darn moment.] Why is a little kid going off to run around with monsters?

[notaglitch]

Hey! You go ask my mun that, not me.

[She frowns, jamming her hands into her pockets.]

An' I may be a kid ...but aren't you one too? 'Sides, I've seen some stuff that would surprise you.

[ectoplasmic]

One of these days, I'm gonna learn not to ask.

[But, still.] I believe it, but, sheesh, kids and monsters and gratuitous levels of violence aren't good on a growing me. Aren't parents supposed to regulate this kind of stuff?

[notaglitch]

Sure- but I don't have any parents, so we're in two different boats.

Unless you're talkin' about our mun's bein' like parents...which is also true I s'pose

N'besides, I don't think there are any games around this place that don't have a lotta monsters or violence. So it's a lose-lose game all 'round.

[ectoplasmic]

[Oh...


Okay, now Danny just... feels bad.]

No parents? [:( On top of everything else? That's awful!]

[notaglitch]

[She smiles a little. Wait, smiling? About not having parents?]

Don't worry about it, t'ain't your fault. I'm not programmed t'have any parents- I mean, s'not like my game would make much sense if parents were thrown into the mix...

I guess it could get lonely, but I don't mind it too much.

[ectoplasmic]

Yeah, sometimes parents are a pain. Bu-- wait.

You weren't programmed to have parents at all? Why? [He's a ball of questions, don't mind him.]

[notaglitch]

That's jus' it, I don't know! I could have parents but- ...I don't have any memories of them. Y'see- I'm from a racing game. Yannow, like go-karts? It would be kindof out-of-place to be showin' the parents of every racer in the game, wouldn't it?

That's probably why I don't have any.

[ectoplasmic]

[Danny opens his mouth, ready to say something


closes it


opens

nope.] Well, if you're from a video game, I guess. Suppose that means you don't need a license, either. [Which, now that he gets a good look at this little lady, he isn't sure if that should be horrifying or-- actualy go-kart racing?]

[notaglitch]

Of course I'm from a video game, uh-DOII. What was your first clue?

And y'don't need a licence to drive a kart made outta candy!

[ectoplasmic]

Candy?

[Wait. Seriously? Candy?]

What kind of candy? [Danny doesn't even ask how that works-- video game logic. He is so all over video game logic, man.]

[notaglitch]

Sure!! An' almost any kinda candy you can possibly think of! And some of em' aren't just candy- some are made of cake n' icecream- an all sorts of different stuff!

I mean my game isn't called Sugar Rush for nothin' yannow.

[memory_of_fire]

Fighting your mun isn't really going to help you out babydoll.

If it's any consolation though you'll be sent back in time to when you were taken when your mun is done with you.

[ectoplasmic]

Ember!

How is that supposed to help me at all?

[memory_of_fire]

It means your life won't be ruined and there won't be little pictures of you on milk cartons.

[ectoplasmic]

Good luck with that. For one, that stupid ship wouldn't be able to hold me forever.

I learned my lesson after what you did to the whole town.

Besides. I don't photograph well for waxed cartons.

[memory_of_fire]

The point of these games IS to hold you.

Maybe that was rash of me but you know your life would be a lot easier if you actually wisened up a little.

[ectoplasmic]

[Sigh...]

Yeah, yeah. It's not gonna be a picnic. Look-- I get it. But... [Well...] I guess thanks for the heads up. At least there's some good news.

[memory_of_fire]

Yeah for once I was trying to be helpful.

I don't know what it is but being worlds away from Earth actually makes me feel a lot better and less likely to get up to the sort of trouble you're used to.

[ectoplasmic]

Good. And at the same time, extremely puzzling.

I mean, there's not really a point, right now, right? Even causing trouble?

[memory_of_fire]

Well sure things aren't permanent but you do realize we all have a very human reason for doing what we do, right?

[ectoplasmic]

...well... yeah...

[memory_of_fire]

Seems like you would be the one to look into the actual details of it or one of your friends but I doubt you even have figured out what caused the boxed blunder to become a ghost let alone someone like me.

[ectoplasmic]

[Er. Well, actually. That's... Danny hadn't always put too much thought into it. Logically, he knows, sure!] Oh...

I... yikes, yeah. [Danny rubs at the back of his neck.] Okay, so-- maybe it's kind of hard to think about that when we're always trying to fight each other...

[Get it in your mind that someone's entirely your enemy and you can lose sight. Nope. Danny hasn't had to learn that the hard way or anything.]

[memory_of_fire]

[Hey Ember can understand losing sight of what's important. After all she's known for attacking large groups of people for the mistake of one person.]

Well I'm not playing the blame game here. If we were somewhere it mattered I might even of told you where to look to try to figure out my information.

[ectoplasmic]

...you couldn't just... you know. [Waves his hand around in a circle.] Tell me, maybe?

[A treasure hunt sounds great and all. But-- uh. Ghost treasure hunts haven't exactly gone smoothly most of the time...]

[memory_of_fire]

That would make it too easy and usually I would probably be hating your guts right now.

Hold on though I guess I could at least give you it now.

[She dug around and pulled out one of her CDs handing it off to Danny.]

Don't worry it's mind-control free. If you still don't get it I might help you out a little more.

[ectoplasmic]

[Danny gives her a scrutinizing look. He doesn't completely trust her, but so help er, if he does start to feel anything weird, it's game over.

And don't ask him where he found the CD player to stick the CD in.

Meta-mechanics. Hammer space. Both work.

And he's... actually pretty quiet when he listens to it; first track, careful with the volume. Paying close attention. And it takes another go before Danny gets it. He's not dumb. Just near-sited sometimes. But when it clicks-- oooooooh boy does it. Danny looks more than a little sheepish when he pulls the headphones around his neck.]

Uh-- wow.... I... don't really know what to say...

[memory_of_fire]

Just...don't say anything about it. Just with all the trouble I've personally caused you for no reason other than anger piled on anger I figured you may as well get a chance to understand.

[It's amazing how she put why she's a vengeful ghost into a song and not even conspiracy nuts got it.]

[cheesemaster]

You probably will not get any points for whining to your mun my dear boy.

Although, if you are looking for a lawyer...

[ectoplasmic]

Plasmius.

I'd rather have a squirrel represent me than you, thanks.