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Post by Cruella on Oct 30, 2017 18:48:10 GMT
Why the hell was it so damn hot?
Cruella was beginning to grow annoyed. These other worlds were becoming more of a nuisance than she had first thought. Why was every world an insufferable monstrosity? And why were all the people so wretched? She hadn’t spoken to many during her time lurking about the worlds, but she’d done a decent job of observing those around her. At the time, she was still in search of the perfect place to settle down and begin work on furthering her newly found powers – so she didn’t have time for frivolous chit-chat. Besides, she seriously doubted that anyone these awful worlds could offer would be worth her time.
Oh, how she missed London.
Her homeworld was a lovely gray little city, which she had practically ruled back in the day. However, once Cruella had learned of the other worlds she knew she could never be content with her pathetic little world. It was merely a crumb, and Cruella wanted the whole cake. Especially now that she had gained control of the mysterious darkness, she absolutely knew she was meant for greater things. But first, however, she would have to train her powers. She could sense her potential now, but she was still far too weak to have any influence. Good things come to those who wait, however.
She’d first heard tell of Agrabah while investigating that gloomy Halloweentown place. To be specific, she’d overheard a few of those key-carrying brats while looking through the woods. Unfortunately, for her anyways, they had only mentioned the rare treasures and omitted the part about the scorching climate. Regardless, here she was, in full furs and a perfectly elegant sun hat investigating the bazaar.
Maybe she could at least get some jewelry out of this wasted time.
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Post by Van on Oct 30, 2017 23:54:11 GMT
Agrabah.
A world made of sand, sand, more sand! It was really a wonder how people could inhabit such a world when there seemed to be no variety on it. Really- Home for Van, Twilight Town, had a little bit of everything. The beach, the town, and the suburbs seemed like more than enough. Now that he was out and about, exploring world after world; It felt as though he was missing out on things he would never have thought imaginable. This key really was a blessing, after all.
He was there, though, was the point. Having touched down and put his gummi ship somewhere safe, Van decided he'd explore this world and find it's secrets for the sake of learning. One thing had stuck out to him, while he was there..it was hot. Like, really hot. It didn't help that trees seemed to be few and in between, and there was practically no shade for non-merchants. How did these people live like this?! The youth didn't hate it, but boy was it an inconvenience. Finding himself wiping his brow and then wiping that very hand on his jeans- It was annoying, to say the least. But, the townspeople made it all worthwhile. While Van, himself, was no social bug, he did enjoy seeing what each world's people were like. Agrabah's inhabitants seemed lively and friendly with one another; Well, up until someone would try and rob or steal from a merchant. Then all friendliness would fade like it was but a mere illusion in the first place. It was humorous but also acted as a warning. He wouldn't be stealing any bread or fruit, nope not him. Another thing that stuck out was the fashion of this world's people. They dressed...casually? Some people wore some fancy looking threads and others rags. But...one person was sticking out like a sore thumb. A tall, thin woman. With fur and an attention-grabbing sun hat.
The very appearance of this woman was enough to make the youth cock his brow and want to investigate. But, it'd be rude to just go and call her out, wouldn't it? On that same note, when did it ever bother him to do that? Shrugging his shoulders, the blunt lad had gone and walked over to the cruel Cruella. He'd start light, as to not rub her the wrong way for ease. "Yo. Are you from around here?" He called his right hand raised by his face as if he was trying to wave at the woman.
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