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Event Log - Malnosso World

Who: Everybody!
What: A field trip for the entirety of Luceti!
When: October 27th, until the end of November 2nd
Where: The Happiest Place on the Moon, Malnosso World!
Summary: So you remember all those times Luceti was transformed into Luceti Land? Welcome to Malnosso World, Luceti Land's bigger, cooler brother. Be sure to keep all hands inside the rides at all times, and refer to your map if you get lost. Trust me, you'll get lost.
Rating: F for Fun!

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[MOTHER OF GOD CILAN IS NEVER GOING TO GET USED TO THE STUFF THEY HAVE HERE]

Gold! Are you alright?! [Kneeling a little to examine the...possibly flater-looking Gold on the ground? 8|]

[He's... definitely flatter. Flat as a pancake, really, and looking none too amused about it.]

Can you, like... shake me out? [Like a shirt or something like that.]

Um...I could try? [Yeah this is probably somewhere high at the top of the "list of weird things that we've ever seen" as he reaches down and grabs Gold by the shoulders, pulling him upright. He can't help but stare a little though.] Hm...as a Science Connoisseur, I must say this is a very peculiar taste. Normally I would think it'd be considered impossible or even defying the laws of physics to reduce a person to such a state. How curious...

[...Cilan maybe you should save your curiosity for when Gold isn't flat as a pancake or hell, when you're somewhere that isn't Cartoon Land. Anyway, he'll...try to shake Gold a little to see if that helps at all. :|]

[The shaking works! ...Kind of! Now he's more like paper thin instead of a pancake.]

C'mon, dude, do somethin'! I can't live like this! What if a breeze comes?!

Then I'll try not to throw caution to the wind. [...Was that supposed to be a joke Cilan.

But no okay, let's try to think of something with cartoon logic since that seems to be the modus-operandi here. One method would be pumping air into him somehow, but we'd like to save that as a last resort since we haven't spotted a balloon pump anywhere nearby yet. Another though, instead of just shaking Gold back and forth a little, this time he gets an idea and shakes him harder like one would to straighten out a beach towel. (That's something that seems to work in cartoons for this sort of thing, right?)]

[And that causes him to... wave in the air like a flag now. He's really flat.]

Hee^eeeeee_eeeeey, ^cuuuut _thaaaa^aat _oooouu^uut!

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Oh--[Cilan immediately stops doing that. So much for trying that trick. (It's been ages since Cilan watched cartoons, guess we need to update our knowledge of cartoon logic...)] I'm sorry. This appears to be a little more difficult than I was expecting...

Well, figure out something! I can't live my life like this!

[Well if you have any ideas Gold, we'd be happy to hear them.]

Hm...let's head this way for now. [Towards the exits of Cartoon Land in particular--maybe leaving this area causes what he suspects to be a shift right now to wear off. Cilan keeps a careful hold on Gold's shoulders as he steers him along in that direction (he doesn't quite believe that Gold can walk right now, but you'll have to deal with moving along like a flag if we expect to get anywhere for now), continuing to speak as he rattles off some ideas out loud.] One idea could be to use oxygen or something similar for re-inflation, but normally that would be something you'd do for balloons or on someone's lungs, not as a method to return a person to their natural shape...

[See any bicycle pumps or balloon tanks conveniently sitting nearby, Gold?]

I ain't lockin' lips with you. [Don't even think of using CPR to reinflate him.

But maybe the idea lies in that conveniently placed balloon cart that happens to be nearby and unattended.]

I should hope not--I'd like to solve this problem without having to resort to that. [Cilan notices the balloon cart and heads over to it. There's even an unattended tank here, too...there's just one problem.]

These tanks have helium in them--normally, it would be a dangerous taste to inhale too much of this gas...though, I suppose "normalcy" is considerably rare here. [Considering that you're flat as paper at the moment and all.]

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It's worth a shot. They do that kinda stuff in cartoons all the time, anyway.

Perhaps, but things like that shouldn't ordinarily work in reality. Normally this would, and still potentially could, do more harm than good...

[But by this point Cartoon Land has obviously made physics its plaything, which is both fascinating and a little frustrating to "Science Connoisseur" Cilan. He pulls the helium tank closest to them over, finding the dial that will cause it to release the helium inside. Ready to give this a try, Gold?]

Anything's preferable over starting a new life as a flag. [That's a yes, Cilan.]

[...Well alright. Cilan will turn on the helium tank, the helium coming out of a hose that Gold can use to inhale it.]

If you start to feel light-headed or anything peculiar, please let me know.

[And the moment he's given that hose, he does indeed start to inflate! Not in the normal way a balloon or raft might inflate, mind you, but in the cartoon way, where he inflates one body part at a time. First the head, then his chest spreading to his arms and then fingers, down to his legs and toes.

And then he keeps on inflating, like a balloon, and starts rising into the air. He cries out in a squeaky voice.]

I think I'm starting to get light-headed here!

What a curious taste... [Cilan's been watching with interest, wondering about how that is even working and if there is an actual scientific-sounding explanation for it even within cartoon logic, because really, how exactly did the helium re-inflate Gold's limbs like that? It almost takes him a second to snap out of his fascination, though the suddenly squeaky sounding voice certainly helped.]

...Oh! Hang on--[He reaches out to grab Gold's wrist to keep him from floating away somewhere as he turns off the helium. Is that better now?]

[Once Cilan turns off the helium, well... You know what happens when you let go of a balloon without tying it first? That's what happens to Gold, with all the excess helium escaping and sending him spiraling and soaring through the air, taking Cilan with him.]

Uwaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!

[Looks like they're blasting off. Again. *ding*]

Eeeaaahhh!! [The most dignified screaming. By which I mean not really that dignified at all. What did we do to deserve this.

And we don't have any Pokemon that would be able to fly or catch us either so he doesn't have much choice other than to scream and pray for a soft landing--if getting run over caused Gold to turn flat as a pancake, what do you think is going to happen to them if they hit the ground from falling too far out of the sky??]

[Thankfully, their airtime is short-lived, as they crash into the wall of one of the structures in the park, knocking it down but strangely leaving the rest of the building intact.]

Oww...

[It's crashing time oh god (and yes he probably actually said those first three words out loud before they slammed into the wall) but...despite the landing, they're still alive. They're still alive wow thank whatever deity prevented them from dying and becoming an ugly stain on the wall that they had crashed into.

Cilan groans as he sits up. He's covered in a thin layer of dust from the collapsed wall and seeing...birds?

Like literal tiny blue birds obnoxiously chirping as they fly in a circle around his head. He doesn't seem to have registered their presence yet, still dazed from the crash and a little out of it.]

Crashing time has quite a painful taste to it... [ha ha...ha...]

You're tellin' me...

[Gold's regained his shape now, showing no sign of having ever been flattened nor having been inflated. Though he is suddenly and inexplicably covered with bandages now.]

[Cilan slowly comes back to his senses as he starts to notice the little birds circling around his head.]

Huh? Why are there birds here? [That's really weird. He starts trying to gently shoo them away from his head, but he gets the back of his hand pecked for his troubles. He winces and he tries to ignore them for now as he turns to look at Gold and notices the bandages.]

Where did you get those bandages from?

Huh? [He looks at himself, and sure enough, bandages. And then he notices the birds fluttering around Cilan's head.]

Man... this place definitely tries to give the authentic cartoon experience...

Hm. They have certainly gone to great lengths to try to give this place a convincing taste...

[Look, you birds are cute, but seriously, please stop flying around our head, you're making us dizzy. He tries shooing them away again with both hands, which is a little more effective than his previous attempt.]

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