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[b]Harper:[/b]"Guys! Grab a seat before it turns again."

Cat saliva, expired tuna, and roller-coasters should never mix. Twists, turns, and spins sent the bunch of them flinging in various directions. She felt like the silver marble in a pinball machine. [i]Ping! Ping! Ping![/i] Insides churning and feeling arms and legs of others and her own smashing with one another every couple of seconds, it wasn't pleasant. The pass out. It was coming. Lurking in the corners of her mind; creeping closer with each somersault of her body. Being contorted in ways that it should never be bent. Pain and sickness. How many times had she puked since she got there? Once, twice, thrice? The number she could no longer recall. A hand. It was Harper, her savior in tough times, he was always there. It took a couple of desperate swipes until she finally achieved a firm hold on his arm, using it as rope to get closer. Harper embracing both herself and the feather-earringed male, her eyes were tightly glued shut as she held onto him with all her might. A grip so intense, she was sure some of his blood cells were wondering what was the hold up.

Not one moment did he ever wish that they had peregrinated to Sol, this bus ride was just way too good to pass up. If such a ride were available on earth it would no doubt be immensely lucrative. Its volatile movements added hoards of anticipation and Lesley enjoyed every bit of it. Suddenly the flurry of thrill began to sputter out as the cat bus metabolized its last drop of tuna oil. Just when he was about to fulminate about the ride being cut short, its devastating misfortune branched out into the beanstalk ride, but a bazillion times better. 

[b]Riley:[/b]"Uh...I don't think I like the sound of this."

"I do!" he replied enthusiastically, bouncing up and down in his seat with childlike giddy. Lesley flashed his pearly white teeth at her, his supposed human fangs were a little sharper than the average [i]Homo sapien[/i]. At some point during the descend, Ace tumbled upside down beside him, her boobs blocking a good view of her actual face, but he obviously didn't mind. They looked rather soft. Like a fluffly cloud. 

[b]Ace:[/b]"Thankfully these seats are soft." 

It snapped him out and his face reddened, mishearing her comment and thinking she had somehow seen the strange thoughts that presented themselves in his peculiar imagination when she used the term [i]soft[/i]. "Huh? What?! What soft? No, nothing is soft!", but she had already walked off. Releasing his panic in heavy sigh, it hadn't even occurred to him that they'd already landed. 

Jasper groaned, but oddly, something changed about her when they landed. She felt free and clean. No longer sick. Glancing just a few meters in front of her, a puddle of unidentifiable chunks of dessert were scattered in an unappealing trail. Digging through her subliminal memory record, she could not remember ever throwing up.

[b]Ace:[/b]"You still alive right?" 

Taking her offered hand, she was just like Harper. Always there to lend a helping hand. Her knights in shining armor and she was thankful to have been in a group with them. It brought the trio closer and she felt secure in their presence. 

Sliding out of the opening, she landed clumsily on her bottom, but luckily the ground that met her bony buttocks was light and comforting. Looking down, she realized that it was made of Jello. How convenient.

Lesley slipped down following the albino chick. He couldn't quite summon her name. 'Wasn't it like Casper or something?', he thought to himself as he followed casually behind her. Her stature was a lot like his. Tall, elongated, and extremely lean. Seeing the slimes a distance away, he noticed she was no longer wearing the glasses she had on back in the castle. 'Aw poor deary. She must've dropped them during the fall.' Speeding up his walk, he caught up to her, his long strides getting him there in a matter of steps and he swung his arm underneath her's, intertwining them in a friendly gesture. An act two close females would often be seen. 

An intruder. A personal space bubble popper. Turning her head swiftly in alarm, her view was met with hopping flocks of curly pink hair. They smelled sweet and fragrant. Shaking her head into focus, she knew who it was immediately. Lesley the newbie.

"Don't worry pumpkin! I got your back!" he smiled widely, tilting his head alluringly to one side. Aside from her name, what he did know about her was that her amulet didn't seem to do anything. He decided he was going to be her protector. 'Oh my. She looks so fragile... like a swan.' His eyes trailed her facial features. She was a unique individual alright.

Lids stretching to its summit, she almost tripped in utter bafflement. Gulping in alarm, she stiffened and stared straight ahead, not knowing what to do or how to respond. But now she knew what he meant when he said that. Globs of living jelly squirmed about and the others were already brawling with them in a powerful battle.

"Get behind me." Taking a step ahead of her, he crossed over onto her lane and put a hand out before him as a slime bobbed its way towards them at threatening speeds.

She was more than happy to comply with his intent and she scurried near his back, using him as a human shield to the possible dangers in front. "Come on. Do something!" Jasper was beginning to panic as it got closer and Lesley just stood there with his arm out.

"I'm trying! I'm trying!", he replied in irritation and confusion that the rainbows weren't springing out of his hand. 

[b]Haku:[/b]“Pluviae et lacrimae. ”

Pointing frantically at Hakuren, her observation summed up a theory. Harry Potter. He needed to cast a spell maybe. "Say something. A magic word!"

"Ok! Okay! Uhmm something about rainbows. Uh.. colors! Rain! Sun! CAREBEAR STARE!" A ray of primary hues shot out of his mouth and obliterated the pre-frozen glob and in it's place grew a patch of beautiful lush grass with a single perennial. Thankfully, Haku had slowed it down with his ice voodoo.

Her heart resuming it's beating, she was clutching Lesley's shoulders and peeking out through bundles of hair. "That was close."

"We need to help them!" A herd of the Maple Story-esque creatures were headed straight for Vince and Leon. 

"Rainbow PUKE!" He'd seen it in a meme once and he decided now was the time to put the useless pics into use. Almost an exact replica of the cat bus entrance, he dropped his jaw and a flurry of colors with solid painted chunks came hurtling out of his mouth. It felt amazing.

"Stop! Look at your amulet," the dangling jewelry piece was depleting in liquid content before her very eyes,"You're almost out."

His upchucking abated and he held his amulet up to the sky in hasty examination. It was less than half way, more like one fourth. "What am I supposed to do?", he asked hurriedly as he grabbed her by the arm and ran away from the slimes that were closing in on them.

Yanking Lesley into a bush, Jasper frenziedly snatched his amulet and focused hard on its watery essence. When nothing seemed to happen, she began to plead and pray. 'I don't want to die. I don't want to die,' she chanted it over and over in her head as she heard the slimes inevitably surrounding their temporary hiding spot. A white sparkling tear slipped out of her eye and flew ghostly into Lesley's ornament. It filled up to three fourths its initial height. 

Just when the two of them processed what had happened, a mini slime roared as it poked its head through the sugar bush.

"Carebear stare!", he said out of surprise and remembrance. It howled, splattering them with mucky spit as it crawled backwards, retreating its head from the bush. "You're a healer!" he exclaimed. His face was covered with green spit.