Level 13 [Action] Backdated to July 30

[rocketralph]

That oughtta do it.

_{[Hurricane? Ralph wasn't afraid of no hurricane! He'd just piled all the hotel furniture against the door and windows for...tradition. It was tradition! They were in the lobby and while the Olivine hotel staff had protested his rearranging there wasn't a whole lot they could exactly do about it.]}

Whadya think, kid? Grade A storm damage prevention or what!

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[rarestcandy]

That'd be nice. Staying like that forever.

[Vanellope sits back up and crawls over to the opening of Casa Manta, finding one of the pillows she'd discarded for its unsuitable shape. Instead of adding to her building, she drags it back, along with a flashlight, and flops over on top of it, pushing her chin in the puffy surface. The light in her hands goes on, off, on, off.]

...S'long as wherever we are doesn't run out of power, anyway.

[rocketralph]

_{[Ralph just sort of rocks his feet from side to side as he ponders about players and the concept of reality and a whole bunch of other stuff he was never programmed to do.]}

Still kinda wish they hadn't made us...y'know.

_{[He traced an R in the air with a finger.]}

[rarestcandy]

[The light clicks off again, but this time she pauses.]

Yeah. [Vanellope sighs.] I mean, it could be worse? We've met some nice people there... Another girl I met said she's gonna sell candy, like me. Instead of what they trained us to do.

[rocketralph]

I guess spreadin' cavities is better than spreadin' chaos. What's your pal's name?

[rarestcandy]

[She makes kind of an odd face at the word 'pal' -- she likes plenty of people she's met, but who was to say that they felt the same? She could call Cobra Commander her friend all she wanted, with how adamant he was about that being impossible. With those she got along with... Vanellope didn't want to jinx it.]

Cynthia. She's older than me -- and Sugar Rush, I'm pretty sure -- but she's really nice. Doesn't want to be a bad guy.

[rocketralph]

Good, good. Maybe if we got enough of us not-so-bad guys together we could, I dunno. Take a stand and leave it all behind.