VIDEO.

[centurybaby]

[ there's a little curious turning, this way and that, before the handler must decide the camera is properly on and sets the communicator down in their lap. the feed shows a young girl in a pink jumper with an ice cream cone in her hand (slightly melting).

she can't be more than eight or nine, but she seems unfazed by her new surroundings. ]

I thought I got lost in the multiverse or something, but then the machine lady said she brought me here on purpose.

[ she pauses to tilt her hand, licking away some of that melting ice cream-- and when that fails to be effective, she switches hands so she can wipe it on the hem of her dress. ]

It's about time someone decided to let me fight. I mean, I'm basically the most powerful eight-year-old ever, so it's lame that nobody ever lets me do anything. Plus, this is way cooler than going to school.

[ a little grin. ] I can't wait to tell Dad about this.

Comments

[rhombus]

It's hard to miss the Land of Ooo, so you should find it easy! I'd gladly fight stupid bad dudes with you! You can meet Jake, and Princess Bubblegum, and Marceline and Lumpy Space Princess--well, maybe not her.

[centurybaby]

[ a little laugh. ]

Princess Bubblegum? Is she made out of bubblegum?

[rhombus]

She is! All soft and gooey and fruity smelling. [Oops, some of his lingering crush made its way into his tone of voice there.] But you can't chew her or anything, obvs.