paradisa | four paintings burned

[It's a (mostly) peaceful day in Paradisa. The sun is shining, the birds are singing, and some guy is shrieking at the top of his lungs in absolute terror over the journals.]

[Wait, what?]

HHHYYYEEEEEEEKKKKKKKKKK!!!! NO! NO NO NO NO NO no no no nooooooo...

No, I don't want this! I don't want you! I never wanted you! So, if you please, just go bug someone else...really, that would be the best thing!

[There's the sound of running, and then it stops and there is a slight gasp.]

Oh! Oh. Why won't...just leave me alone, okay?! I don't want to take you! Nor play your games...just go. Go! Oh...this has to be a dream. I'm dreaming, right? First the rose, now this...

[And now, Garry sounds annoyed- annoyed that the gallery is coming back to haunt him (or is it the castle's doing...? he doesn't want to think about it), annoyed that he has to be reminded of everything that he went through, especially that room...]

I don't think this is doing well at all for my mental state at all...

[He lets out a shuddering sigh and then realizes that he's been holding the journal open the entire time. Welp, that is kind of embarrassing- he moves and turns away from the doll that has been following him everywhere, and speaks in a rather horrified whisper, as if he's afraid the thing can hear him, somehow.]

Um. Sorry. About that...though I have a quick question.

If...you had a specific problem that came back to bother you, what would you do about it? And this isn't a problem that I can get rid of that easily...

[ooc: Garry's first loss! And he'll be found all over the castle in a hysterical state, if you want to run into him. YAY FOR CREEPY DOLLS.]

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Um. You can ask someone if you don't have any idea? I mean, really, this place is a maze...

[He's not good with giving directions, okay. ;;]

Oh.... Well, alright. I'll be there as quickly as I can...!

[he even manages to find directions somehow. what he doesn't do, however, is ask who he's looking for. so he rounds the corner and just kind of..... looks around, De-Gun in hand, expectantly]

... Ollo? Boy with the scary doll?

Yes, that's-what are you?!

[YOU HAVE BLUE SKIN AND A HUGE HEAD AHHHH SEND HELP okay wait maybe it's not good to freak out over the guy, he did arrive to help, after all.]

[That won't stop Garry from peering at him with a slight frown.]

You're the dehydrator guy...aren't you?

Yes! It is I, Megamind, incredibly handsome genius and protector of -- well. It was Metrocity, but now I suppose it's Pair-a-dice-a. Fear not, I am here to vanquish your abominable plaything. ... Where is it?

Megamind? [A pause as he just looks him up and down, before giving him a nod.] Well...a pleasure, Megamind! I'm Garry. And it's Paradisa.

[At the question, he pales slightly as he jerks a thumb behind him, obviously not in the mood to turn around.]

It's...it's there. Behind me.

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Fear not, Garry. All is in my capable blue genius hands. [he'll flash what he hopes comes across as a winning smile - it's more akin to "too much sugar", though - and step around him. .....]

[...and promptly screams like a lady]

OH MY GOD WHAT IS THAT UNHOLY THING?!

[thankfully he's quick on the draw, and within half a second of his brave reaction, there's a flash of blue light, and where the doll was, there's a faintly smoking, glowing blue cube on the carpet. ahem.

he's fine now. really. he twirls the gun and holsters it with a smile]. See that, Garry? Nothing to it.

[It's okay, Megamind, everyone has the same reaction to that thing. At the flash, Garry jumps a bit, before peering over Megamind's shoulder with a timid sort of look.]

That's how you dehydrate it...?

[Oh my god. Oh my god, Megamind, you have done the impossible, and Garry is ever so grateful for that. YOU ARE NOW HIS HERO, BIG FUNNY-LOOKING BLUE MAN.]

Oh my, that's...thank you! I never thought it could be done, but you did it, and...I'm really happy you did so, Megamind!

[Big huge grateful smile right here!]

[oh. oh, his little grey heart just got a little whiter. why didn't he catch on to this hero business sooner? he beams]

You're very welcome, Garry! OH, I feel so fuzzy! We should celebrate.

We should! I need to get you something as a thank-you gift, this is just a really nice thing you did, and...I couldn't be more grateful.

[He is just going to beam, because you are the best person ever, Megamind. :D]

[wait wait wait you get swag without having to STEAL it in this hero gig? seriously? THIS IS THE BEST DAY EVER]

Oh! Well uh ... think nothing of it! This is the sort of thing I do now, and all. ... Though if you know a place to get churros? ... I've kind of had a craving.

[YES, MEGAMIND, YES YOU DO.]

Oh, so you're like a hero or something! That's really cool!

[And then a confused look at the second part.]

Um...what, exactly, are churros?

[he's cool. SOMEONE WHO IS NOT HIS MINION THINKS HE IS COOL. has he mentioned yet that today is the best day ever? because it really really is]

Churros? Oh, they're these long, thin, sugary bak-ed goods. I wish I knew where to find some --

[poof. he is now dual-wielding churros]

-- I keep forgetting about that. Here! Have a churro, Garry!

[He jumps a bit at the unexpected churro appearances (he's not used to it, either), but relaxes and takes one, looking it over curiously.]

Oh, this is it? Hmmm.

[Taking a bite...]

Oh, wow! This is...this is actually really good!

[bites into his, too. cheers!] Mmm, they're fresh, too. Boy, this place sure doesn't skimp on the ay-manatees.

[munch munch] How long've you been here?

Amenities?

Oh, me? A couple of months or so, I haven't really counted...you?

Yyyyyyyesterday... [shrug. .... oh look he still has a ton of churro left! awkwardness distractions are the best. NOM.]

Oh, wow! You're very new!

...Have you gotten informed about how the castle works and such, besides the wishes?

Somewhat. [he pauses to lick the sugar off his fingertips] A very muscular and well-groomed gentleman told me that time stops at home, while we're here, and that something was taken from me ... and another girl showed me how private messages work over the little book thingies.

Yes, there is something called a loss, I've heard! I know what mine is, but...well, I don't want to really share it. It's kind of vital to my life...

[A nervous sort of huff as he glances away for a moment before returning back to Megamind.]

And yes, the journals are magical or something like that...and they can be very useful for making friends! Though you can just do that face to face too, if you want to.

Hmm. [he knows all about making friends via mail - his numerous "uncles" did that all the time.] ... I think I'd prefer meeting people in person. Wouldn't it be boring if everyone sat cooped up in their rooms, talking into silly books?

Oh, definitely! Besides, how would you know how they looked like? Or...well, in the case of this place, what they were? It seems like many aren't human...

That's.... Hmm. [he smiled a little. so he wouldn't be the only misfit here. that was comforting.] ... I wonder how many planets it takes people from...

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