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taxonomites2013-09-04 10:04 am
skinandbone) wrote in taxonomites2013-09-04 10:04 am
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So much doggrel
Suddenly, the lemon sun is high in the sky and all the cocoa-dusted shadows are short, so it must be noon. There is singing in the distance, but the songs never get too far. A few lines in, something interrupts, there's a scream and the singing stops. A moment later, it starts again in a different voice.
"There's a bear
With a lair
High above
Taxon village
And a treasure
Without measure
high above
Taxon village
Better than gold!
Brighter than silver!
A wonder to behold!
A joy t- AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHGH - "
All is silent. A breeze wafts the scent of sugar. And then the singing starts up again, this time a bit closer.
"High up on the cookie mountain
In a bear cave is a fountain
Frothing up with lemonade
Icy cold and freshly made"
"And by the fountain grows a flower
That has an awesome magic power
To change the world, to set things right
To warm cold hearts and win all fight...s"
"But one night, while playing alone
The graham bear knocked over a cookie stone
And stopped the flow of - AAAAAIIIIIEEEEEE! NO, NO, NOAAAAAAARRRGH!" This time, the screaming ends with a few distinct crunches.
All at once, a pinwheeling cluster of Candy Extras spins around the corner and into the pretty village of Real People. They are dancing and jumping in a clever acrobatic display that is only slightly hampered by the two massive Graham bears that are wading through them, taking bites left and right. And this time, when they sing, it is a chorus. A chorus that looses a few voices along the way.
"That lemonade – and this is bad -
was dammed up by a- " "AAAAAAAAARRRRRGH!" *crunch crunch crunch*
Who knocked a rock in, accidental
The flower's dying and we're going mental!
No more river!
Means no more fish!
No more fish!
Which are delish!
We have a double-" "YAAAAARGH!"
" - heartfelt wish:
Lemonade!
And swedish fish!
So now the city needs some heroes
before our fish and flowers are zeroes
people to shift the brownie blocks
and clear out all those cookie rocks
Delvers, shifters, movers, diggers
Those with muscles in their figuAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARES!!
To work and work with all their might
And make our blocked up river right!"
And now there is only one Extra, a lollipop man who dances all by himself, spinning and waving his arms in a way that seems designed to attract ursine attention.
"Save the flower! Save the fish!
That is our deep and heartfelt wish
Be kind! Be good! Be smart! Be sweet!
And - AAAAAAAIIIIEEEEEE!!"
The singing, blessedly, is over, and so is that music that no one noticed until it stopped. There are five headless candy corpses in the street - everyone knows the head is the first part you eat - and two graham bears.
Two very large graham bears. Who turn and sniff the air for the scent of more prey.
Oh look. There's some.
"There's a bear
With a lair
High above
Taxon village
And a treasure
Without measure
high above
Taxon village
Better than gold!
Brighter than silver!
A wonder to behold!
A joy t- AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHGH - "
All is silent. A breeze wafts the scent of sugar. And then the singing starts up again, this time a bit closer.
"High up on the cookie mountain
In a bear cave is a fountain
Frothing up with lemonade
Icy cold and freshly made"
"And by the fountain grows a flower
That has an awesome magic power
To change the world, to set things right
To warm cold hearts and win all fight...s"
"But one night, while playing alone
The graham bear knocked over a cookie stone
And stopped the flow of - AAAAAIIIIIEEEEEE! NO, NO, NOAAAAAAARRRGH!" This time, the screaming ends with a few distinct crunches.
All at once, a pinwheeling cluster of Candy Extras spins around the corner and into the pretty village of Real People. They are dancing and jumping in a clever acrobatic display that is only slightly hampered by the two massive Graham bears that are wading through them, taking bites left and right. And this time, when they sing, it is a chorus. A chorus that looses a few voices along the way.
"That lemonade – and this is bad -
was dammed up by a- " "AAAAAAAAARRRRRGH!" *crunch crunch crunch*
Who knocked a rock in, accidental
The flower's dying and we're going mental!
No more river!
Means no more fish!
No more fish!
Which are delish!
We have a double-" "YAAAAARGH!"
" - heartfelt wish:
Lemonade!
And swedish fish!
So now the city needs some heroes
before our fish and flowers are zeroes
people to shift the brownie blocks
and clear out all those cookie rocks
Delvers, shifters, movers, diggers
Those with muscles in their figuAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARES!!
To work and work with all their might
And make our blocked up river right!"
And now there is only one Extra, a lollipop man who dances all by himself, spinning and waving his arms in a way that seems designed to attract ursine attention.
"Save the flower! Save the fish!
That is our deep and heartfelt wish
Be kind! Be good! Be smart! Be sweet!
And - AAAAAAAIIIIEEEEEE!!"
The singing, blessedly, is over, and so is that music that no one noticed until it stopped. There are five headless candy corpses in the street - everyone knows the head is the first part you eat - and two graham bears.
Two very large graham bears. Who turn and sniff the air for the scent of more prey.
Oh look. There's some.
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A creature make up entirely of jelly bean like candies comes running up, seemingly eager to help. A few of them fall off of him as he comes to a sliding halt near to Marsipanuada. The sense of humor here is still strange and off, as he's labeled as Spike & Ike to anyone who looks at the tablet.
A brief demented laugh escapes him, "And how can I help do more of it?"
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He's busy trying to line up a shot on the pawless graham bear, but Paul Smecker always has time to answer something snappily.
"I don't know, slick, what's it look like? Because if it looks like the city's been turned to candy and that we're being attacked by graham cracker bears that we're about to unleash the fury of whatever-the-fuck-is-in-that-hydrant upon them, then looks happen to be 100% accurate. Also, in case you didn't have your tablet turned on, Cain's incoming with some fucking milk so you'd probably better get to high ground."
Sentences Paul thought he'd never say: that last one.
He lets loose with the squirt-gun, emptying its limited capacity of chocolate milk onto bear number #1. Little soggy around the head is the best he can do.
"That goes for you two, too!" he yells down at Nuada and Sherlock. "I'll yell visual of the truck when I get it, then get clear of the damn square!"
Because it sure sounds like a truck, that bloop-beep noise.