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[big_whoop]

"From the Diary of Guybrush Threepwood: The Netherworld Chronicles

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[the_5th_doll]

*Guybrush's mirror starts to shine, and shinku moves out of it. She has her tea set with her.

Hello there Mr. Threepwood. Since going outside is a bad idea, maybe we can sit down and have some tea.

[big_whoop]

GYAH ha ha ha! Geez, gimme some warning if you're gonna do something like that!

He gets up and pokes at the mirror some.

How'd you do that, anyway?

[the_5th_doll]

I apologies. I should have gave some warning.

I have the power to travel the N-field, which involves me going through mirrors to other places and other worlds.

[big_whoop]

Ah... ha. Wait, you can go to other worlds? That means you can get outta this place?

[botans_owner]

*there's a scratching sound at Guybrush's door, as a familiar piglet somehow tracked him down*

*And there's the piglet's owner, picking up the cute little thing*

Botan, this isn't a time to be wandering around.

*and the piglet lets out its little puhi sound*

[big_whoop]

Huh. So he's your little bit of pork, huh? Cute lil' guy.

[botans_owner]

... ... I'm not sure whether I should hit you or not for calling Botan 'pork'. Well, I don't know you that well, so I'll let it slide this time...

Besides, for all I know, you could be some demon in disguise...

[big_whoop]

I'd lean towards "not hitting," as I am not a big fan of hitting. Especially if I'm the one getting hit.

So, his name is Botan, eh?

[papercranelover]

*There is a knock at the door.

Outside, Asuka is standing, a welcoming basket in one hand, and a pretty paper crane (with a pirate motif?!) in the other. She is smiling happily*

[big_whoop]

He opens the door.

Ah, hello. You must be one of the, uh, delinquents. (I am NEVER gonna get used to that use of the word.)

[papercranelover]

Oh, you have heard of us? You're right!

I have welcoming gifts! I couldn't welcome you while you arrived, so I thought to do it now, to maybe help you fitting in a bit better!

[big_whoop]

Good to hear! Wish more delinquents in the universe bore gifts instead of horrible beatings.

Say, uh, you wouldn't happen to know what the dimensional gate thingy needs to get fixed, do you?

[darkmastern]

*Raspberyl knocks at his door, looking rather excited, behind her she has a strange collection broken, rusty, foam, rubber, and inflatable swords that she found searching the castle*

Hello! Mr. "Mighty Pirate" (tm)! I think I may have found your missing sword!

[big_whoop]

Hey, great! ...uh, so where is it?

[darkmastern]

*She proudly holds up an inflatable scimitar*

Could this be it?

If not, I have about fifty others that I found from searching the castle!

*as she says this she steps aside and points to the weapons behind her*

[big_whoop]

Er, no, my sword was a little more... uh, not inflatable. Where'd you FIND all those?

[moe_elemental]

What is a doohickey?

[big_whoop]

Guybrush half jumps out of his skin!

GAAAAH! Don't read over my shoulder like that! Where'd you COME from, anyway?!

[moe_elemental]

I came from two floors above this one.

[big_whoop]

Ah... ha. Well, thanks for being specific, I guess. Man, you move darned quietly.