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Normally, lots of purple prose about the fun of an amusement park would go here! Maybe the flavor text would muse about the long lines and the hot summer sun, the dangers of heatstroke; maybe the flavor text would talk about love blossoming on a stuck ferris wheel, a merry go round, a meet cute between someone stuck in a mascot costume and a park goer. Something along those lines.
But something has gone wrong and maybe you ended up in the wrong place, at the wrong time...
You arrived at the park! It looks like a normal park, at least at first, and you're all set to make the best of your day when...
A 🎡 Oh no! That one guy you were pretty sure was just a really devoted cosplayer turns out to actually be none other than the Death Duke himself, here from the dark side of the moon to conquer it for the sake of the Dark Empire! Fortunately, a band of spandex-clad sentai heroes are bound to leap into action any second now, defeat the enemies, send the Death Duke packing, and hopefully leave you enough time to get a few rides in before you gotta go.
B 🎡 Oh no! You finally reached the front of the line for that one thing you really wanted, and then everyone started fainting and crystals emerged from their bodies! You know what this means: the evil witch Nevelia is releasing the soul crystals and stealing everyone's futures so they can find the princess and do the thing and envelop the world in everlasting darkness! Only the heroes, the Sparkling Heroine(s), Valkyrie [insert color here] can save the day! Don't get your soul crystal stolen!
C 🎡 Oh no! You've lost your friend in the crowds and you have no idea how you're gonna find them...but that's the least of your troubles now. A car slammed into the ferris wheel. Explosions! Some robot is talking about the dark side of the moon and assimilating the earth (or whatever planet this takes place on) and turning it into a hivemind for some plot that'll be explained in the next 2 comic book issues and 4 crossover series. Fortunately, you know there's hope: the Magistrate is going to show up sooner or later, or maybe heroes from the Watchtower, or perhaps someone's gonna speed in on a motorcycle any second now, do some sick parkour, and beat up that robot...any second now...
You arrived at the park! Except...what happened to all the people?
A 🎡 The park is in ruins! Mold and moss and vines are growing over everything. The roller coaster is crumbling, and the horses of the carousel are staring at you with rotted, judgmental eyes. But how can this be? You checked Yelp and it got rave reviews as recent as last week. What's worse, a fog is rolling in and you're starting to hear voices in the gloom...
B 🎡 You expected a nice amusement park, and maybe it looks like you're getting one? But the employees look...off, somehow. And if you've got supernatural powers they're screaming at you to just turn around and go home. (Maybe you do. Maybe you don't. Maybe you do, but you can't.) Regardless, watch out! The second you walk through some threshold or eat some food, you might find yourself accidentally spirited away to the other side of the mirror, to the other side of the world, and you'll have to play games and be careful about your name to get back home.
C 🎡 You're at the park, and then a ferris wheel seat falls from the sky and hits you on the head. There's screaming. Everything goes black.
...you're at the park, but something feels wrong. Fortunately, there's some helpful expository NPC over there who explains the premise to you: you are now dead, and now need to navigate the Amusement Park of the Damned to return to life. Or maybe you ended up isekaied and are in a fantasy world, managing a fantasy amusement park, and need to revitalize it with your super cheat skills? Whatever the case may be: welcome to your new life.
You arrived at the park! It's such a nice day- wait, what's that sound?
A 🎡 It's a nice day! The sun is shining, the children laughing- and then there's a crackle on the loudspeakers. A mysterious voice introduces themselves as Null, the mastermind of the game you are about to play. You have seven hours. There are three bombs. You cannot escape. If anyone passes through the gates, the bombs will go off. The only way to live is by finding the five keys, and go do some color matching, and figure out who the traitor is, as well as the identity of Null, and do you have the brains for this? If you're lucky, a young detective will be stuck in the park with you.
B 🎡 You're chilling on a bench, just basking in the ambiance- and then there's a scream! A dead body was found, the killer vanishing in the crowds with a bloodied knife and possibly some psychic powers. And maybe you want to practice staying in your lane, not your circus, not your monkeys, but for some reason you're involved. Maybe you're the plucky junior detective, or maybe people think you're the killer! Regardless, the only way of returning to your peaceful life is to play elaborate games of cat and mouse with any involved cops, track down the true killer, and unveil the conspiracy!
C 🎡 You're stuffing your face full of food when you're handed a thing. A box, perhaps. Or a small device. Or maybe three vials of some mysterious liquid. The person who handed it to you - someone you may or may not know - says a few cryptic things to you and vanishes. They might die shortly in a way that underscores the dramatic, tense stakes involved in this.
But you'll learn a truth soon enough: the thing you were just handed? That thing? It might not just be a thing, it might be a plot coupon that the fate of the world hinges on, and a lot of people might be really interested in getting it from you. Probably not in a good, they'll offer you a fair market value sort of way, either. In a bad way that'll lead you to being the dead body in Prompt B if you're not careful.
You arrived at the park! And you're a free spirit, not constrained by prompts- maybe you're the Death Duke, maybe you're the mastermind, maybe you're the ghost sucking people into a new world.
Wildcard 🎡 Come up with something else. Who needs prompts when you have creativity?
Cassie Cage | Mortal Kombat | OTA
Pinoko | Black Jack | OTA, het for shipping
and other chapters sadly never animated.))Anemone | Eureka Seven
Idk either straightforward magical girl or someone else is in the way
Anyway, that's when there was a scream. And on one hand, Moon had been reminding herself that this not her circus and not her monkeys, she's uninvolved...]
Did they really have to pick now?
[Unfortunately she's still a hero of some kind, even if she's on vacation - Moon's running to the source of the screaming.]
idk i throw magical girl tropes into a soup and see what comes out
She sits on top of a broken airplane ride, legs dangling over the side of a jet as she looks down on the fleeing guests. ]
Don't leave so soon! Where's the fun in that?
texas ― arknights
Pauline Bonheur | Original Character
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[Pauline had been absolutely thrilled when she won that theme park ticket. She didn't even remember entering a contest or anything! It would have been nice if she had recieved more than one so she could have brought a friend, but it was what it was.
Currently, however, Pauline found herself regretting this whole thing more and more. Upon arriving, she found a dilapidated heap, overgrown with weeds and vines, the various attractions covered with rust and grime their lights flickering with a musty scent hanging in the air. She thought that maybe this was part of it, that they had perhaps sent out these tickets as some sort of special event.
That was before she found the gates firmly locked when she tried to leave.
She calls out, her voice wavering a little, as she turns her head at every squeak or groan. There has to be someone else here, right? Would that be a good thing...?]
Hello...? Helloooo?? What's going on here...?
Satoko Kusagakure | Ninkoro