Character Meet and Greet

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"You can design and create, and build the most wonderful place in the world. But it takes people to make the dream a reality."

I. Exploring Main Street! Take a trip through a little town taken straight from 1890's America. Visit the shops, dine at the restaurants- but don't forget you are here on a mission. As an Apprentice, you will need to gather some supplies. A weapon, or tool for producing magic.

But we understand if that corn dog cart on Market Street is your first stop.

II. Apprentice Class 101! Practice your spell casting and weaponship on the open commons behind the Firehouse. Sparring, casting or just general confusion abound here. Try not to hit anything or...anyone, the paint on the infirmary is still drying.

III. Look out! A level 2 corroded monster has managed to get onto Main Street! Protect the citizens and defeat the cur, and please watch the damage, the paint is still wet!

IV. One Little Spark! Go ahead, show us the strength of your imagination and come up with your own scenarios. Just, stay out of the Corroded Lands...if possible.

Comments

[lifesa_witch]

"That's true..." She tapped her fingers together, thinking out loud. "Whenever there's world-saving to do, he's usually at the top of the list." And sometimes she was the cause of the world needing to be saved, but that hardly mattered.

If he was here, maybe he'd have the dime on him, and she could snatch it! ... Except that wouldn't do her any good - it needed to be melted on Mount Vesuvius, or else the amulet wouldn't work. So even if she did snatch it, who knew how long it would take to get back home? This world was full of goody-goodys who Scrooge could recruit to get it returned to him.

Right now it was a lose-lose situation.

"Oooh, leave it to him to give me trouble even when he's not here!" She hissed, crossing her arms. "I really have no choice but to play along until I get back home."

[beancounter]

'You can bet he is... and always will be!' Fenton thought to himself.

He couldn't help but chuckle roughly in amusement at her annoyance... then pretended to cough into a fist to hide that. Quickly realizing it probably wasn't a good idea to piss off the experienced witch. "Well, that seems to be the case all of us are stuck in, while we're here." If she was willing to 'play along' for now and not cause trouble, then that was a win-win scenario to Fenton.

[lifesa_witch]

After another hard snort, she faced him, acknowledging his existence again.

"You know who I am, so who are you?"

If she was going to get anything done here - say, finding some cheats and spells to get her out of this mess - she needed a lackey, and Ratface hadn't come along for the ride. She didn't trust those hairless freaks, and he looked about as intimidating as a wet noodle - no chance of him doing the whole "mistreated minion turns on master" deal.

[beancounter]

Uh oh. This could be bad. Her full attention was back on him again. Fenton tugged at his collar. Why did this feel like he was blindly navigating a mine field? Probably because he was. Outing himself as tied to Scrooge McDuck would probably paint a target on his back (and he'd already just dealt with getting RID of one!)... but dammit, he was proud of working for Mr. McDuck! So what if Magica knew? Better to be honest, rather than play a game of omission and deception (those NEVER worked well for Fenton).

He drew himself up a little, hooking his thumbs into his jacket's lapels, proudly. "Fenton Crackshell's the name! Accountant to aforementioned Mr. McDuck!" Well, that would explain better just how he knew who Magica was.

Sorry, Magica. Fenton was already Scrooge's lackey. Better luck elsewhere.

...He was also preparing to dash off if Magica decided to 'practice' any more of her magic.

[lifesa_witch]

You know that classic Grinch smirk when he begins thinking about stealing Christmas?

Imagine that times twenty, 'cause that's what's happening on her beak.

"Is that right?" Someone with a connection to Scrooge! Finally, things were starting to go her way! If Scrooge ever did show up, she had a potential hostage or trade! Scrooge liked to play the part of the independent miser, but his heart was his weakness.

"It is a pleasure to meet you, Fenton. A real pleasure." It was taking Herculean effort to restrain a classic villain laugh. "I see no reason why we can't work together for a common cause." And then have her betray him when the moment suited her.

[beancounter]

Oh. Juuuuust perfect. He did not like that expression on Magica. He just had to open his big mouth, didn't he? Well, his connection to Scrooge would have come out sooner or later anyway... if not by him, then through someone else he'd introduced himself to.

Folding his arms, Fenton huffed. Like he'd willingly work with her. But they WERE both trapped in this world, until they could fix whatever had gone wrong here, at least. And Fenton definitely felt 'trapped' in every sense of the word, right now. "Can't say the same, myself..." he muttered lowly under his breath.

Taking a few steps aside, Fenton gestured up the street. "Well, as... much of a pleasure as it was..." Which it wasn't. "I've got stuff I need to go do. I'm sure there are plenty more people that would work better together with you, than me. So if you'll excuse me..."

[lifesa_witch]

"Hold it." She reached out to grab a fistful of his sleeve - he didn't think he was getting away that easily, did he?

"True, I have nothing for you to do right this second." Not unless he felt like making her a pizza or getting her a cup of coffee, and she doubted he wanted to do either, judging by the fear in his eyes. "But you and I will be seeing each other plenty. After all, we're the only ones of like mind here - and of like body. We can't trust these other-worlders. So when I can find you... I will."

Then, mostly as an afterthought, she waved a dismissive hand. "And, I suppose, I can do one or two things for you."

[beancounter]

Well he'd hoped he would have been able to get away that easily. He offered Magica a sheepish grin as he stopped.

"Who says I can even do the things you'd ask of me?" Who says I will? he thought. "I don't think my mind is anything like yours... and some of these other guys don't seem too bad."

But oooh boy. That 'I will find you' was definitely a threat in Fenton's mind. What kind of mess had he gotten himself into now? Argh... Well, he'd just have to figure out how to deal with things as he came and maybe - hopefully - he'd be able to make Magica lose interest in him.

"Oh... that's quite okay! I don't think there's anything I really need..."

[lifesa_witch]

"We only just arrived. Time will tell what either of us can do."

But finally, she let him go. After all, for that exact second, she had no use of him, and they both needed to explore this world and find out more information.

"Until then, go do your... accounting things, or whatever it is you people do."

[beancounter]

Time will tell, indeed. At least, in this world, Fenton has the chance to develop his own magical ability, so... Well... He'd never truly be on Magica's level, once she got the hang of magic here, let's be honest... but he wouldn't be completely helpless, either.

"Ahhh... yeah. Accounting stuff. Lots of things to count in this place!" And without wasting any more time, he jogged off down the street. He had no idea where he was going, he just wanted to get away. Find some place where he could sit down and process just what happened.

And maybe he'd also figure out a way to get her uninterested in him. (He'd probably manage that by just being his usual, screw-up self.)

But...yeah. Magica DeSpell. Here. And with her eye on him. Woooooonderful.