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rocketralph) wrote2014-06-11 12:42 pm
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Level 12 [Video]
[For a long minute Ralph is content to let the 'gear take in a shot of the Lake of Rage.]
Now this is nice! Reminds me of home only less...square. This whole time we've been on the road it hasn't felt like a camping trip, y'know? A camping trip needs a lake and boy have we found one!
Now this is nice! Reminds me of home only less...square. This whole time we've been on the road it hasn't felt like a camping trip, y'know? A camping trip needs a lake and boy have we found one!
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[He swishes his marshmallow around to get some of the flames off of it. Then he drops it straight into the fire because the most ungodly of screams erupts from the forest behind them. It sounds neither man nor 'mon.]
SEGA GENESIS!
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What was that?
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I dunno, but I don't like it...
[He cups his hand around his mouth and shouts into the woods.]
HEY! KNOCK IT OFF!
[For a long moment only Ralph's voice echoed out into the trees. And then the scream answered back. It was closer.]
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[She ducks her head again at the second scream, then climbs over her log to tug at Ralph's hand. Even Diet Cola is looking a tad uneasy, puffing out a spout of nostril smoke.]
Look what you did, now you made it mad!
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You gotta...you gotta stand your ground in these kinds of situations!
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[Despite her words, though, Vanellope doesn't retreat, instead inching closer to Ralph and holding his had even tighter.]
HEY! If you're a Bidoof, we're gonna kick your fluffy butt, okay?
[SHE SOUNDS TOUGH, DAMMIT. ...right?]
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[Ralph, meanwhile, pushes up the sleeves he doesn't have and follows the kid's example.]
YEAH! Y'HEAR THAT? GET LOST!
[No reply comes from the treeline.]
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After holding her breath a long moment, she whispers loudly.]
...Do you think it worked?
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That'll show 'em...
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...I don't think that was Wrongface McFluffybutt the Glitch-Bidoof.
[Glitchy or not, she certainly couldn't make that noise, and she doubts Sonic would be able to either.]
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[Ralph hunched his shoulders and focused on putting together a poorly constructed smores.]
Probably some...some wacko out there tripping on berries or somethin'.
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[She sets up her stick with a new marshmallow, her previous one too far gone even for her to appreciate.]
Like I said! No way this place can be haunted.