Second Jiggy | [Action/Voice] | Action part slightly backdated to this morning
[Okay, so Kazooie had finally experienced one of those experiment things. And it was actually kind of exciting! Weird, but exciting. She couldn't complain too much... except now things were back to normal. And boring again. What's a hero to do?
Why, go shopping, of course! This morning sees a breegull set out bright and comparitively early for the Item Shop, as she's done almost daily since she's come to Luceti. With the same kind of dogged persistence she uses to search for Jiggies, Jinjos, and the like, she's been trying to locate her backpack and kazoo. And now, finally, her patience is rewarded: the bright blue bugle-like kazoo, and the equally bright blue, Rare-symbol-embroidered backpack, are sitting right there on the shelf for her to claim. And claim them she does!]
Breeee!
[... Anybody in the vicinity might be drawn to the strains of a certain theme, played by the aforementioned instrument, or by the sight of a very excited-looking little red bird carrying a backpack as large as her entire torso.]
[Later on in the day, Kazooie sits down at her journal, intending to give voice to ideas that have been floating around in her head since the end of the draft.]
So, something I've been wondering for awhile - I know a bunch of the people here are good fighters, but how many of you are heroes? [She pauses for effect a moment, before elaborating on her explanation.] Y'know - goes out, rescues little girls from big ol' witches, finds peoples' lost stuff for them, collects a bunch of items, beats up bad guys who're threatening to take everybody's life force - stuff like that. I've met a couple other heroes, but I wanna know who else is kickin' around in this dump!
[This is partially scoping out her competition. But she has another motive, one she announces after a second of deep thought - well, for her, anyway.]
... Y'see, I've been thinking of throwing a party for us. A real party. Something with plenty of exciting stuff to do - 'cause it gets boring here sometimes when the Malnosso-guys aren't doing anything. That Rec Centre place was great, and I think it needs some livening up again! And it's up to someone as awesome as me to do it.
[With that, she smirks with satisfaction and leans back, waiting for the inevitable deluge of replies.As if she'll actually get any.]
Why, go shopping, of course! This morning sees a breegull set out bright and comparitively early for the Item Shop, as she's done almost daily since she's come to Luceti. With the same kind of dogged persistence she uses to search for Jiggies, Jinjos, and the like, she's been trying to locate her backpack and kazoo. And now, finally, her patience is rewarded: the bright blue bugle-like kazoo, and the equally bright blue, Rare-symbol-embroidered backpack, are sitting right there on the shelf for her to claim. And claim them she does!]
Breeee!
[... Anybody in the vicinity might be drawn to the strains of a certain theme, played by the aforementioned instrument, or by the sight of a very excited-looking little red bird carrying a backpack as large as her entire torso.]
[Later on in the day, Kazooie sits down at her journal, intending to give voice to ideas that have been floating around in her head since the end of the draft.]
So, something I've been wondering for awhile - I know a bunch of the people here are good fighters, but how many of you are heroes? [She pauses for effect a moment, before elaborating on her explanation.] Y'know - goes out, rescues little girls from big ol' witches, finds peoples' lost stuff for them, collects a bunch of items, beats up bad guys who're threatening to take everybody's life force - stuff like that. I've met a couple other heroes, but I wanna know who else is kickin' around in this dump!
[This is partially scoping out her competition. But she has another motive, one she announces after a second of deep thought - well, for her, anyway.]
... Y'see, I've been thinking of throwing a party for us. A real party. Something with plenty of exciting stuff to do - 'cause it gets boring here sometimes when the Malnosso-guys aren't doing anything. That Rec Centre place was great, and I think it needs some livening up again! And it's up to someone as awesome as me to do it.
[With that, she smirks with satisfaction and leans back, waiting for the inevitable deluge of replies.
[voice]
Hokay. Pao-lin's going to just go with this for now. After all, if there are cartoon ponies running around Luceti, it's entirely possible that the Malnosso are able to pluck people from fictional media too.]
So then what happens when the game is turned off? Do you stop existing?
[voice]
[... Really, she ends up going into a sort of suspended animation when the game gets paused and saved, but she's never really quite aware of that.
Unless there's a bad end cutscene, and even then...][voice]
[voice]
... Is that what people do? I mean, never been outside of the games until... now. Maybe. If this even is "outside"...
[voice]
Yeah! I mean, I like playing video games, but I also have to train, and go do work for HeroTV, and do homework, and other things like that.
[voice]
Man. It must be tough when you don't live in a video game.
[voice]
I guess it is...but it's kind of tough living inside a video game too, isn't it? I mean, there's lots of dangerous obstacles and things trying to kill you. And then what do you do after the game ends?
[It's kind of sadly hilarious that one of the most philosophical conversations Pao-lin's ever had with anyone is with a talking cartoon bird. From a video game.]
[voice]
[... The sequel that doesn't always come.
... Yeah, it's weird. This is the most philosophical Kazooie's gotten in awhile too.]
... How different is that from you guys, though? Don't you get stuff to do in your lives?