|Candy Land Tower|
"No, no, Jasmine! You've got it all wrong! Games can never be bad!" Frambuesa insisted. Who cared if this room was terribly small, lonely, and lacking in frilly things? There was a TV with bunny ears! There was a pretty decent view, too, but no one cares about nature and fresh air and shit like that these days. From what the modern world had taught Frambuesa, the outside world was just a backdrop unless it was being viewed through a screen, in which case it was an exciting world full of adventure!
And death. And the fate of several worlds. But mostly adventure.
"You see, Jasmine, someone's always going to be entertained! Sometimes its fun for the players, but it's usually fun for whoever is watching! So, as long as someone's happy, it doesn't really matter what happens, right?"
The mini-fridge stared back at her, sharing its infinite wisdom through the magic of silence. After about five minutes, Fram frowned. Even though neither of the two had eyes, Jasmine always seemed to beat her in staring contests. This was the third time this...oh, how long had it been since the last contest? Fifteen minutes, maybe? Twenty?
"Of course I'm not just saying that because I'm half-dead! Why, if I die, I'm worthless, too! You're so insensitive! You never think about my feelings!" she sobbed, imaginary tears blurring her vision of her inanimate ex-bff. Jasmine didn't respond, prompting Frambuesa to undo one of her twin tails and throw the undone ribbon at Jasmine.
Silence.
"...C-Can I have that back?"
|Desert|
Casque wasn't entirely sure how he felt yet. Androidtopia's fate was on his shoulders, which made him a hero. Well, would make him a hero, and by would I mean probably won't. He got by in life fine...I mean, for a guy with a neon green block for a head, he had a pretty successful life. But most of the time life didn't involve fighting for the salvation of the world and stuff like that. That was video game stuff. Sure, Casque was pretty good at video games, but he also used strategy guides and cheated whenever possible. Cheating usually worked in real life, too, but he was having difficulties finding the A and B buttons on his Deus Ex Machina. Now, was it up, up, down, down, left, right, left, right, B, A...or was it up, up, down, down, left, right, left, right, A, B?
Maybe it was because he had a big ol' box for a head, but Casque wasn't the brightest box in the...place with boxes...
Shut up. Shut up.
Returning to relevancy, he wasn't the brightest---wait, that box is pretty bright. I don't think even being yellow would make it---oh, damn it, I did it again!
Okay, basically, Casque didn't pay a lot of attention to things unless they were ballin' enough to keep his attention. For example, instead of thinking about his mixed feelings on saving the world (or, more likely, dooming it) or making this post less disjointed, he was busy grimacing at how dirty his shoes were already. Maybe it was a bad idea to wear dress shoes on a quest to save the world...I mean, they were just going to get ruined, and they clashed with his box-head-matching backpack...but he was on TV! Gotta look your best for the---
Wait, why was everyone running? The race hadn't started y---
Oh. Shit.
Upon realizing what was going on, Casque rushed to catch up with everyone else. This was it! This was his time to shine! Surely no one would want to get in his way if he got this first Heart Stone! He'd be unstoppable!
Which was why he almost immediately tripped over Jezebel.
Well, there's always Hevee.