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[Open/Action] The Sweetest Little Tantrum

Garden Park Apartments room 108 had been exhibiting some very strange phenomena since the previous tenant vanished. After the initial staff entered to clear out the belongings and vanished, only one other attempt was made before the door was simply closed and locked. People began seeing things. Strange creatures. Plush mice and spindly nurses seen out of the corner of people's eyes. Cheese going missing without explanation. But slowly these strange occurrences began to wind down with time and had all but vanished.

It was 2 in the afternoon when the door cracked and was thrown open, one of the hinges breaking, the other twisting beyond repair. From inside a shimmering black energy poured out, covering the halls and seeping into neighboring rooms cupcakes, doughnuts, and various other sweets pouring out and rolling down the hallway. It stopped after taking over the apartment across the way and the two neighboring ones, but the hallway was completely impassable now. Likewise it made its way out the window, pouring partway down the side of the building, ice cream, frosting, and custard gradually oozing down and piling on the ground. Any who entered the black and shimmering realm vanished and none seemed to return.

To make matters worse the plush mice were back, running around all over the building. Less common were the spindly nurses though they were undoubtedly more dangerous, carrying scalpels and bone saws. They began to move slowly through the building, breaking down door after door, searching for... cheese? Yes, cheese. It seemed to be the only way to get the creatures to leave an area. The creatures would carry the dairy product back to the black mass and vanish once more into it.

It had stopped growing for now but as it stood there was no way to bypass it in the hall and if it expanded much more it was at risk of taking over the sidewalk and streets.

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[It was alittle after 2 PM when a certain little lady was walking home from a market that was indoors. What a concept! She discovered a tasty snack that was apparently called "String Cheese."

Anastasia loved the first pack enough that she bought four more packs. As she snacked on a pack of string cheese, she was nearing some apartment buildings, and noticed this very unusual, yet very sweet-looking disturbance oozing from the building.

The young girl cautiously approached, but dared not get too close. She had lovely shoes and didn't want ice cream on them.]

There was movement at the corner of her vision, a large plush mouse freezing in place and staring at her. It didn't move for several moments, tilting its head... taking a cautious step forward. It was pretty strange looking but relatively harmless with its little nurse's hat and polkadot body...

An instant later it charged, but it wasn't interested in Anastasia at all. It pounced, its face squishing into the string cheese (wow it even FELT like a plush toy) and leaping back. Somehow the packages stayed in the mouse's 'mouth' even though it didn't seem to have one.

Instantly turning tail it dashed off, vanishing into the mass spilling from the window. The magic shimmered once before calming down once more...

[Anastasia was intrigued by the plush mouse. It shouldn't be possible for toys to act as if alive. She leaned in to get a closer look at it, but she was startled away when the mouse charged, causing her to lose her fresh collection of string cheese. She called out to the plush mouse as it dashed and vanish into the anomaly.]

"Hey! That's my string cheese! Give it back!"

[Anastasia followed the mouse, but stopped at the mass. She reached a hand into it for a moment, then pulled back out. Seeing her hand was still normal, she put the rest of her into the mass and after the plush thief.]

Cake. The walls were made of cake. Layers of it with icing oozing out here and there. The ground appeared to be a ribbon of some sort of candy winding its way over a cookie foundation. Slightly smaller cookies and doughnuts and various other candies littered the area along with... was that a giant fork?

Either way the plush mouse was scampering along the path, tripping over itself, and colliding with a pink door. It slumped to the ground for a moment before it opened, the creature racing through it.

The door didn't shut behind it and the room beyond was void like and filled with floating bottles. Rather ominous for sure, though she'd have to proceed regardless of if she changed her mind or not. The entrance she used seemed to have vanished...

[Anastasia moved slowly through this strange realm. Back on her world, she had visited three unique Spirit Realms on her quest, but this one neither looked nor smelled like any Spirit Realm she had seen.

She spotted the plush mouse run through a door. Entering a room without know what's in it was sometimes a bad idea. But as Anastasia stepped back and turned, she saw the entrance was gone. Now she had no choice but to enter the door, and entered she did.

Whatever was behind this door couldn't be any more frightening than what she has seen in her short life.]

The door was surprisingly heavy considering how easily the plush mouse pushed through. And, honestly, the other side wasn't all that scary. A black void lit by floating, glowing pill bottles as far as they eye could see in all directions.

Directly ahead was the plush mouse, freezing for a moment and looking back at her, bristling, before scampering forward faster, tripping over itself once in its haste. It ran to another door and smacked face first into it, scratching desperately before it opened on its own and let the creature through.

[Anastasia tried to ignore the weird floating bottles and continued to focus on where the plush mouse was going and figuring out what this reality, if she can even call it that, is.

After watching the mouse rush into the next room, the girl rushed the door to follow the mouse before the door closed on her.]

"Just how long does this go...?"

The new door opened quite easily, revealing a large open space with elevated tables and chairs scattered with a multitude of candy and fruit. Off to one side was a massive cookie-textured vault, open, and inside was cheese. Lots of cheese, all carefully and lovingly stacked and sorted by color and flavor.

... What in the world wanted to steal that much cheese?

Regardless the plush mouse made a beeline to the vault, tripping halfway and rolling across the ground. A strange spindly nurse creature stepped out to meet it, reaching down and picking up the string cheese and heading toward the pile. It was significantly slower than the mouse, but it also wasn't the only one, some of them armed with scalpels and bone saws...

To make matters worse there was a sharp sound as the door closed behind Anastasia. There was no handle on the inside.

Once full through the door, Anastasia stopped dead in her tracks when she saw the nurses. She was paralyzed by their fiendish appearance and instruments she did not recognize. Given the style, she could only determine them to be weapons.

She decided she was in way over her head and tried to back out and leave. But all the young girl did was walk into a closed too. Panic building, she tried to find a handle and even tried to get enough grip on anything on the door to try to pull it open.

Any and all hope to getting away was all gone. She turned and pressed herself against the door, watching what could be her final moments.

The nurses approached... And walked past, ignoring Anastasia in favor of tending to the sweets and various pastries around her. Either they didn't see her or didn't care. They had what they wanted, after all and she didn't really matter.

The plush mice were skittering around. They were... decorating? Yes. Some were tending cookies or scattering sprinkles. One of them, larger than the others, roamed inside, nudging a kiwi fruit the size of a beach ball along. It pressed it into another pile of fruit and backed away slowly, tilting its head and scampering off.

The far wall creaked and opened, licorice train tracks rolling out like a carpet, a train soon following made of an oddly shaped teacup and a very large cupcake. Sitting atop was another plush toy, this one much smaller. It- She? Rubbed her eyes with an over-sized sleeve, perking up instantly as she came upon the cheese.

"CHEESE!"

With an excited squeal she tried to take a step, the train moving out from under her, tumbling from the engine. A plush mouse dove quickly, the living doll landing on its back, looking more startled than hurt.

Anastasia expected the end and braced herself to be slashed to ribbons, eyes shut and hidden behind her hands. But then nothing happened. She peeked through her fingers to see a little plush doll falling out off a train set.

Could everything here really be harmless?

Anastasia slowly moved over to the plush doll. Was it really moving on its own? She knelt down to gently nudge the doll with her finger.

The doll sat up, rubbing her head and eyes. The plush mouse had buckled quite a bit under her, its legs sprawled out to all sides, letting out a long sigh. Neither the mouse nor the doll saw Anastasia approach.

The living doll jumped, turning, and tumbling from the plush mouse's back as she was poked. She took a moment, climbing to her feet with some difficulty.

"You...? YOU! You're not Spirit! Where is Spirit?" As she spoke, strange colorful runes drifted from her mouth, dissolving. "I don't know you, human! Go away! It's my cheese! You can't have it!"

[It really was alive! But it was too cute to be afraid of it.]

"But... At least one of them was my cheese -- a stick of string cheese. I bought it with my own money and it was taken from my hand. Why do you need so much cheese?"

A growl... wait, the doll growled? Lips curled back over very sharp teeth. Her little body trembled, the previously squished mouse popping up, bristling. Every creature in the room stopped what it was doing, turning to look at Anastasia.

"It's MY cheese! I need it! It's mine! Not yours! Al of it is mine!"

Best to let her have the cheese...

[Anastasia backed off a little when the teeth appeared.]

"B-But... I don't want your cheese, I just want to know why you need so much cheese."

"Because all cheese is mine." She waved her sleeves at Anastasia. The creatures slowly turned, resuming their work. "Spirit would give me cheese. He would go and find it and bring it to me. But he isn't here now..."

The plush witch paused, looking back up at Anastasia. "Did Spirit ask you to come? Will you bring me more cheese?"

Speaking of, a plush mouse was scampering over to the plush, a block of cheese squished into its face approximately where its mouth would be. It stopped next to the toy, letting her take the block, those sharp easily shearing it apart.

Edited 2016-01-12 19:55 (UTC)

"I only came here because a toy mouse stole a stick of string cheese I had. Who is this spirit?"

[Well, Anastasia was a child herself and wasn't ready to share what few sticks of string cheese she had left. They were tasty.]

"You were bringing me cheese?" She tilted her head. "That wasn't nice. Pyotr!" She turned, a little mouse crawling forward timidly. "That was mean! She was nice! Spirit wants us to be nice!"

Three spindly nurses stepped forward, one picking up the plush mouse by the scruff. In an instant the nurses had ripped the mouse to shreds, fluff, sugar, and confetti flying in all directions.

The little witch turned back to Anastasia. "Spirit is a human. He calls himself spirit. He's nice to me and brings me all the cheese. He's gone now. I don't know where he is. Do you know where he is?"

[Anastasia watched in horror as the mouse was destroyed in a gruesome display of confectionery. She fearfully glanced back.]

"I-I don't know... But... But that little mouse... You killed it..."

"It was broken! And rude!" The little witch huffed. "I can make more. See?" She held up her little hands, the cookies that made up the ground shivering, dotted plush bodies rising from the cracks, squeezed through them, tumbling out across the ground. Within moments there were a dozen more mice scampering around. It didn't last, all of them bursting into colored sugar and sprinkles when Charlotte dropped her arms.

"You're a nice human. I like you. You can have cake." In an instant... there was a cake. A delicious and beautifully decorated red velvet cake siting atop a table made of a massive cracker supported by legs made of peppermint.

Charlotte went right back to her cheese, her sharp teeth making short work of the rest of the bock. Already a nurse was bringing more cheese to the little witch. Several pieces of string cheese.

[Anastasia really had no idea what to think about this. So many mice just exploding in such a sweet manner, for lack of any other term.

But once she was offered cake, she wasn't sure if it was safe to eat. Nothing about this seemed natural, but she approached the cake anyway. However, she did notice the string cheese, but didn't say anything yet.]

"Um... Little doll? Do you have a name?"

"I'm not a doll." She didn't seem upset about the correction, happily eating the string cheese. She took a bite and paused, turning it on its side and peeling the cheese apart into stringy chunks. Her hands were covered by her sleeves so...

"That's my name." She pointed up to a series of strange runes imprinted over a doorway. "Spirit couldn't read it so he called me Key-dough." She probably meant 'kiddo' from the sound of it. "I don't mind though. He gave me cheese."

Next to the cake, little pieces of chocolate were appearing along with several doughnuts and a cupcake... They certainly smelled good. Maybe her power was just to manifest sweets and whatever those little creatures were.

"Kiddo, then? Are you a boy? Or a girl?"

[She honestly couldn't tell based on size and voice. But even as more sweets appeared, she didn't quite trust them. They might transform into mice inside her tummy.]

"I'm a girl. See how cute I am?" She waved her little arms, shoving the rest of the cheese into her mouth.

"Eat. Eat the cake. It's good cake. The icing is the best part. Or... do you want a different cake? I can make lots of different cakes!"

[Anastasia will give her that. Kiddo is kinda cute. But she also thinks she's cute.]

"Indeed. Do you think I'm cute also?"

[She decided she might as well be a good guest and take a slice of the red velvet cake, but won't take a bite quite yet.]

Charlotte tilted her head, staring up at Anestasia for several moments before. "Kinda. I like pink!"

There was a ripple that passed through the entire realm, several walls changing from cake to enormous bars of chocolate. The witch didn't seem to notice, focused on more cheese that one of the mice brought to her.

Perhaps she was some cheese-hoarding monster? But why would a cheese hoarder have power over cake?

"You're nice. You're like spirit. You were bringing me cheese." It might be best to let her keep thinking that.

Diablo had been in the area, attracted by the build up of magic and curious as to what it was centered around. When he found the dessert laden apartment building he couldn't help but be amused even as Leah grabbed the bow she carried with her and charged into the building.

Leah made her way through the area, shooting any of the mice or nurses that accosted her with impressive accuracy... though the arrows seemed to do little to slow the minions down. Once at the black mass, she would attempt to enter the apartment once making sure nobody else was around.

The mice bristled when they were hit, dashing off. Most of them were not killed, though a few well placed shots caused the little creatures to explode into edible confetti and colored sugar which got absolutely EVERYWHERE leaving the Lord of Terror with quite a few colorful flecks in her (his?) hair.

The nurses weren't much better. Their bodies snapped apart with ease, melting into puddles of chocolate and butterscotch. An assortment of pills poured from their opened heads...

It was fairly easy to find the source. The mass of the labyrinth had begun to slowly grow again, causing ice cream and cake to manifest in various places around the hall.

Edited 2015-12-17 18:39 (UTC)

Once it was clear that the Demon Lord wasn't being followed, Leah slid the bow over her shoulder, flexing her fingers as the life seemed to drain from Leah's body.

"I know you're here somewhere..." Now when the mice and nurses came for Leah, beams of flame and lightning bursts from her hands. "You can stop this farce now. I'm not here to stop you. I come with a proposition."

The creature didn't show itself. Perhaps it couldn't hear Diablo speak on this side of the realm. Or perhaps the realm was bigger on the inside. Either way if the demon lord didn't advance or retreat soon he would end up up to her (his?) knees in confections.

At least no more minions were rising up to fight, doing their best to avoid the imposing figure in the hall.

After a moment of silence, Leah will attempt to force her way into the apartment, allowing the disguise to fall, should she make it through into Charlotte's territory.

She passed through easily. The realm seemed to be a kind of magical and dimensional trap. Easy to get into but hard to get out of. Not that would be a problem for Diablo.

The air smelled very sweet, the walls made of cake, the ground made of cookies, and all around giant utensils and medical equipment were scattered.

Leah was ignored for the most part, the mice and nurses lingering on the edges of her vision, watching. they didn't attack yet... fortunately. But there was a bit of hostility there.

Once inside, Leah was no more. Only Diablo remained. The massive crimson demon took a moment to roll his neck and flex his fingers as if maintaining the human form had left him stiff. The sweet smell was mixed with a hot smell, as if something was burning on a stove.

"Where is your master?" the demon demanded of the mousy minions.

[When he had left the apartment this morning and had started to make his way, he honestly had not expected anything unusual to happen. At least until he noticed the oddities that were going on. Taking a look around he slowly was wondering what on earth was going on.

Taking a few steps he started to look around, the feeling in his stomach telling him that he should leave and probably run or something, but he kept going, trying to see what was behind whatever it was.]

It wasn't hard to find. The mass of the labyrinth was creeping slowly down the halls, visibly shimmering. The plush mice and spindly nurses were making regular trips in and out of the labyrinth, each one carrying... cheese? Yes, those were various kinds of cheese!

What sort of freakish monster entity just wants to eat cheese?

Regardless they aren't paying him much mind, though they would pause to watch him should he venture too close. After all, they have a job. They don't want to waste their time on distractions.

Why cheese? It seemed an odd thing to want for someone or...whatever it was to choose. It didn't seem like a great evil plan or something. As he was trying his hardest to put the pieces of the puzzle together in his mind he had been walking without thinking, even getting a little too close before he stopped and looked around.

"I wonder why the cheese...Though if they are going after the cheese." He looked back before he was quick to head back to his place. he knew full well he had cheese and if that was what they were after, he knew where they were going.

Why cheese indeed. Fortunately the creatures had not yet reached his apartment and his cheese was safe. But he did pass a few on the way back. They seemed to ignore him, though no doubt that would change if he started carrying around some cheese.

In fact, it seemed they were after any kind of cheese. One of the nurses he passed was carrying a box of cheese-flavored crackers.

At least they hadn't hurt anyone yet. Probably... Maybe...

Cheese, cheese and... cheese flavoured snacks he believed he saw going past. It really was bizarre thing to see. As he got to his apartment, he made sure to close the door behind him and lock it, to ensure they could get through. Moving to check the windows he soon went to his fridge and looked through and good enough, there was his cheese. So far safe and sound, but he figured sooner or later they would come for it.

All he had to do now was wait.

Eventually there was a scratching at his door. A faint rustling, the knob rattling... There was a flicker of movement, a wisp of color... black, smoke-like dots. It manifested as one of the nurses and two mice, the creatures standing still for several moments before stepping forward.

They were here for the cheese.

He had managed to grab the cheese and held it out for the moment.

"You are wanting this, right?" He was just making sure, but his plan was to not give it to them right away.

The spindly nurse creature visibly relaxed as Yugi held the cheese out, looking far less hostile when it hung the bone saw on its hip. Perhaps he was giving the impression that he was cooperating?

The plush mice scampered forward. One sat down on its haunch at his feet, staring up at the cheese, the other standing up on its back legs, one noodle-like 'paw' on his leg as it reached up, staring at the cheese.

Now that they were closer it was clear they were certainly plush toys.

It was such a strange thing to see, but as much as he wished not to do it he wanted to know who was causing all the problems. After all he was pretty sure people weren't giving that cheese willingly.

Taking a step forward he stepped over them, slowly making his way toward the door to open it.

"Okay...show me to where it needs to go."

The nurse and mice hesitated, The mice were fidgeting but the nurse was completely still, after a moment it turned and pointed to the door. The mice scuttled toward it without hesitation, the nurse waiting for Yugi to follow them.

It hadn't drawn its bone saw yet fortunately...

As he started to walk, his mind was trying to figure out what on earth he was doing, but never the less he continued on, his eyes looking around, seeing others with cheese and people trying so hard to get it back.

Even as he saw this, he was still nervous about what might be happening next.

They led him down and around... and eventually stopped near some of the black energy. It had filled the hallway and was currently not spreading. But at any minute that could very easily change. They turned to look at him, waiting. Either he could go in or just hand over the cheese and run.

They probably weren't going to be very patient.

Yugi couldn't help but shiver ever so slightly. It felt odd and something one usually would run away from, but instead he simply stepped forward and started to walk in instead. He was going to see who was behind this all no matter what.

The world rippled around him, changing, and suddenly he was standing on a cracker, surrounded by giant sweets. Doughnuts, puddings, candies, and fruit. The walls were made of layered cake. The path continued for a ways in front of him, uphill, leading to a blue door made of some sort of sugar candy. To make matters worse his way in had vanished behind him

The creatures didn't follow him through. They had more cheese to gather after all. There were others though, scampering about and rearranging things and decorating. They ignored him for he most part.

How could all this fit into such a place. It was baffling to the mind really, or at least his own mind. Nervously he continued his trailed, feeling more anxious as the time went by and by the time he reached the door he had to take a deep breath before even opening it and stepping through.

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