The Carnival! (DAY ONE)

[friedeverything]

[Around 11:00am, the rides and vendors and stands suddenly appear, bustling with sounds and movements as the carnival spins to life. Throughout the day, all kinds of foods, rides, and games are available, but around the carnival signs are posted about a raffle that evening, with the items listed. Wait, did that belong to you? Well now it's up for raffle! Come buy tickets from any of the ghosts with said tickets slung across their shoulders like a sash.]

(ooc: There will be one section for the actual raffle - an ooc post will be up in a couple moments to claim the items- but other than that, go wild!)

Comments

[wheatdos]

I don't know mate... it's sort of...

[He narrows his eyes at the spot, rubbing it madly. Cue mushing Nick's face around in the process.]

It's... is it food? Maybe from eating something in the carnival--that-that's got to be it.

[Alllmoostttt there.]

Oh... I think it's... I think it's spreading...!

[sawadeertoday]

[ GLaDOS peeks at the beginning of the line as Phoenix is distracted by Wheatley smushing his face, before looking back at them. ]

Wow. You moron. [ she huffs before pushing Wheatley aside, finding herself gently rubbing at the spot with her sleeve. She gives him a meaningful look: keep Phoenix from seeing what's ahead! ] Let me do this.

[ She would continue to rub at his face, her own a mask of fake concentration. ]

[takethat]

Guys I... I'm beginning not to believe you...

[He tries to back away from the onslaught of fingers and sleeves, but to little avail, as there are people in the line behind him now.]

I'm sure it's fine...!

[wheatdos]

...Are you calling her a liar, mate?

[Notice how he didn't say 'are you calling me a liar?' Yeeeep.]

[sawadeertoday]

[ She starts to dim down on the rubs as they near the beginning of the Ferris Wheel line, and the next car that stops for them is theirs... She's just hoping that doesn't take too long. And so she finds herself rubbing with a different part of her sleeve, where she had wiped some carnival food off of her face earlier, getting a smidge on him. ]

You don't have to believe me. Look at your own face in a mirror and you'll see it. [ Smart move to back up Wheatley's claims! ]

[takethat]

There aren't any mirrors around here... w-well, I guess there are mirrors on the carousel...

[Which, unfortunately for them, prompts Phoenix to glance around, looking for said carousel mirrors.







Except they aren't at the carousel at all.]

What the...

[As soon as realization strikes, he turns around, fully intent on marching through the other people standing in line behind him if he has to.]

[wheatdos]

[Wheatley casually wraps his arms around him from behind...

...

...and lifts him up, walking him to the Ferris wheel. Kick all you want.
Because after all, it's their turn to get on.]

Ahhhhhhaaaa, no you don't.

[sawadeertoday]

[ Thankful that while Wheatley wasn't the sharpest tool in the shed, he was tall and by extension able to pick up Phoenix, so she would let him go first, following them into the Ferris wheel car. ]

Falling out of this would be very difficult, [ she attempts to console poor Phoenix, munching on a fried oreo. Yum. ]

[takethat]

[He tries kicking and squirming and grabbing the door to the Ferris wheel car with as much force as he can muster, but none of it seems to do any good as he's herded into the seat, sandwiched between GLaDOS and Wheatley. Heart racing and nerves completely on edge, he grips the safety bar until his knuckles turn white and his arms shake.]



It's not falling I--I just don't like heights--period!

[wheatdos]

[Wheats laughs, suddenly placing his arm over Nick's shoulder, and giving a reassuring shake.]

If it get's too bad, t-tell you what, you can hold onto me.

[He says, looking brave.]

So uh... how high is this thing, exactly...?

[sawadeertoday]

[ GLaDOS just sits, hands on her lap as she looks out. ]

Judging by how large it is, it probably goes quite high. [ Don't mind her, she's just staring out the Ferris wheel, intrigued. ]

[takethat]

[Don't mind Phoenix, either, because as the Ferris wheel lurches into motion, he's frantically muttering prayers under his jagged breath, whining increasingly as he does so.]


Pleasestoptalkingabouthowhighitis!!!

[wheatdos]

W-woah...

[Wheatley makes a tiny sound as it suddenly begins to move, his feet instantly feeling the solid ground underneath them slip away...

Wow... it's slow. Huh, this isn't so bad...
He didn't realize that he was slowly getting higher... and that it would soon be really high...]

Ahhh... well.
Fine fine fine... okay! Silenced. Not going to say anything.
You're going to be okay. You need this, you know. What if you have to save someone. Think of this as... as training. Same thing, same thing.

[He keeps patting Nick on the back, before his arm casually reaches over him to reach GLaDOS's shoulder, rubbing it a few times. Don't mind them as they casually 'not flirt' as you're praying for your life.]

[sawadeertoday]

[ GLaDOS turns her attention to Phoenix as he panics; he really was afraid, wasn't he. She felt the slightest twinge of sympathy; after all... if he had shoved her into a room full of birds, she would likely be having an even worse reaction.

She's a little startled by the hand on her shoulder, before looking to Wheatley and raiding an eyebrow, almost as if she was silently asking if bringing him on here was a good idea at all. ]

If it's any consolation, the ride isn't that long; to accomodate for that line.

[takethat]

[His muttering stops long enough for him to give a high-pitched whine.]


They stop you at the top for a minute...


[This situation is getting dire. Between the panic and the rocking back and forth of the ride car as it moves ever slowly upward, Phoenix is getting rather ill; all the terrified crying isn't helping his gag reflex remain calm, either. If this ride isn't over soon, he's likely to vomit... unfortunately they haven't even made it to said stop at the top quite yet.]

Please don't vomit on my oh my god

[wheatdos]

Ah! That's not bad. A minute.
One minute. Only 60 seconds...

...

...

60000 milliseconds.

Well, 60000 is actually kind of a large number if you think about it.

[Wheats keeps tapping Nick's shoulder.]

Face your fears mate!
What if some bloke decides he doesn't like you and tries to get you on one of these. Can't be scared! If they try this and it doesn't work, you;ll have the upper hand for sure, mate~!

/sobs

[sawadeertoday]

[ GLaDOS couldn't help the slight pity she was feeling for Phoenix, him being a whining mess, so she found herself putting her hand on top of Wheatley's, stilling it, making him instead rub. It was a less agitating motion... ]

Well, I don't think anyone would think to do that... but it's always best to have the least amount of weak points possible.

[takethat]

You already forced me on this! There's no way it's going to happen again in my life!

[And their constant flirting is about to drive him crazy, and now they're coming to a halt at the top of the wheel, the lights of the carnival below winking in greeting back up at them.

It would be beautiful if it weren't so horrifying. Phoenix doubles over, forehead against knees, and pulls in a quivering breath.]

I just want it to be over....

[wheatdos]

[He laughs-- oh wait. Holy... this is high....]

...Oh...

[He breathes out, a little shaky, looking back at Nick, sort of wide eyed. Don't mind him as he clutches the bar... alarmingly tight. I'd say that it was till his knuckles turned white but... well, you know. Before he speaks again, he is sure to look around again, awkwardly leaning over the bar.]

Hey, we're here for you, mate. Besides, you know what you should do? Pretend it's all an illusion. Everything looks nice from up here...

[He looks down again, and promply lays back in his chair. Oh god. They WERE up high.]

...eh...heh..heh...

[sawadeertoday]

[ GLaDOS is totally unperturbed, unlike the two of them. So she shoots Wheatley a confused look. He seems... uncomfortable, all of a sudden.

Was he afraid too? ]

... am I the only one not about to die of fear on this thing?

[ she asks, incredulous- really, this isn't bad at all. She even finds the winking lights of the carnival kind of aesthetically pleasing, when she looks out at them... ]

[takethat]

["Don't make fun of me!" is what he'd like to say when he turns to GLaDOS, opening his mouth to shout shrilly.


He'd settle for any words coming out of his mouth, really, though.


Unfortunately for GLaDOS, what spills out is not so much words as it is vomit; thanks to his nerves and the sudden lurching backward of the Ferris wheel after the longest minute of his recent life, he leans over and pukes mightily onto her legs.]

[wheatdos]

[OH GOD WHAT.

WHAT.

NO SERIOUSLY WHAT.

WHAT IS THAT EVEN.

IS THAT VOMIIT.

HE ISN'T VOMITING.

NO HE'S NOT. NO. PLEASE.

UM CAN YOU NOT PUKE ON THE PERSON HE KISSES.

Don't mind Wheatley as he has a heartattack, cringes and then promply moves as FAR away from Nick as he possibly can.]

BLOODY HELL...
WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!

[sawadeertoday]

[ Don't mind GLaDOS as she finds herself trying to scoot away... but she still gets the bulk of that lovely gift.

Of course he had to pick her side.

An incredibly selfish thought, but she found that she didn't care. Because it was warm and disgusting and she found herself wanting to take off her pants right about now.

So um. She's gonna do that soon, as soon as she gets over the fact that she just got puked on. ]

... Please tell me that's not vomit.

[ /sob ]

[takethat]

[For a moment, he just blinks at the puke that's now saturating GLaDOS's legs and the floor of the ride car; when Wheatley yells at him, he cowers back against the seat.]

Sorry! I'm sorry! I... I don't feel well... I'm so sorry, GLaDOS...

[wheatdos]

[Wheatley is just pressing against the side of the car, getting as much distance as he possibly can. He obviously doesn't want to be the next candidate]

W-well! You've gone off and vomited on her... you, you really did it up this time. y'know. ALL This space. YOU HAVE ALL THIS SPACE...c-couldn't find somewhere else?

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