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In every major burg, there is a section of town devoted entirely to a certain demographic group. Some are even famous for their displays, such as San Francisco is for it's Chinatown, or New Orleans for it's French Quarter. And Marina is no exception from this, especially for being located in a place as weird, wild and wonderfully varied as Underhill.

Such venues as Valhallasburg "BEST BEER AND WENCHING IN TOWN", Little Chernobyl "Come for the borscht, leave with a healthy glow!", Bally!kill "OCH! BEST HAGGIS IN TOWN..." and last but not in anyway the least... Miyazaki Town. With two tourists slowly walking down the empty streets in the afternoon sun.

Date: 2008-07-02 04:17 am (UTC)
mendanddefend_archive: (huh)
From: [personal profile] mendanddefend_archive
"I thought it'd be busier than this," Bob remarks as he looks at the papered windows of the low-lying wooden buildings stretched along the street. There are fluttering red-and-gold banners with lettering in a language he can't read, and various odd little statues of cats and less identifiable creatures on the curbs, but there are no people to be seen. What gives?

Date: 2008-07-04 03:05 am (UTC)
mendanddefend_archive: (Default)
From: [personal profile] mendanddefend_archive
"Okay." Bob spots a bench on the side of the road half a block ahead, and ushers Dot toward it. They both settle onto the bench...

"AwK!"

...which just yelped at them?

Date: 2008-07-04 04:03 pm (UTC)
mendanddefend_archive: (surprised)
From: [personal profile] mendanddefend_archive
As does Bob, staring wide-eyed at the unexpectedly vocal piece of furniture.

Which abruptly shrinks, grows fur, and changes shape until it looks like one of these critters.

Date: 2008-07-04 04:30 pm (UTC)
mendanddefend_archive: (WTF?)
From: [personal profile] mendanddefend_archive
The creature shifts its weight from foot to foot nervously. "Um... no reason..."

...is that statue across the street giggling?

Date: 2008-07-04 04:39 pm (UTC)
mendanddefend_archive: (Glitch-Bob icon)
From: [personal profile] mendanddefend_archive
The statue shifts to become another creature similar to the first, but this one is dressed in a kimono and has long hair tied up in a bun.

"Young woman," she says with a good-natured chuckle, "it's always 'prank the tourist' season here."

Date: 2008-07-04 04:55 pm (UTC)
mendanddefend_archive: (Glitch-Bob icon)
From: [personal profile] mendanddefend_archive
The kimono-clad creature whistles sharply, and the street bursts into life. Dozens of entities, humanoid and otherwise, burst forth from the buildings or stop pretending to be inanimate objects. They gather in a circle around the two sprites and bow politely. "Welcome, honored guests!" they cry in unison.

Date: 2008-07-05 04:29 am (UTC)
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"You should see it after dark," says Kimono Creature with a wink. "Now, what would you like to see first? The White Fox Shrine? The Floating Gardens? Porco's House of Endless Tempura?"

Bob speaks up. "Actually, we booked tickets for the bath house..."

"Ah, of course, of course!" She turns and gives a quick command (in Japanese, naturally) to a taller furry thing standing nearby, who scurries around the corner. "Your transportation will arrive shortly," she says to Bob and Dot with another bow.

Date: 2008-07-05 10:37 pm (UTC)
mendanddefend_archive: (WTF?)
From: [personal profile] mendanddefend_archive
Fur-covered seats, even.

"...uh..."

The giant cat-thing looks at them expectantly, as if to say Well? I ain't got all day, people!

Date: 2008-07-06 05:08 am (UTC)
mendanddefend_archive: (uh-oh)
From: [personal profile] mendanddefend_archive
"Ack!" Bob stumbles but manages to stay upright. He walks gingerly across the floor (the furry, breathing floor) and sits down, very carefully, on the seat closest to the front.

For a long moment, he's perfectly still, waiting for something to happen.

.

.

.

"I think it's okay, Dot."

Date: 2008-07-06 05:37 am (UTC)
mendanddefend_archive: (over shoulder)
From: [personal profile] mendanddefend_archive
"Give it time," says Bob. "We just got here ten minutes ago."

He glances out the window, then does a doubletake at the white dragon keeping pace with them.

Date: 2008-07-06 06:11 am (UTC)
mendanddefend_archive: (huh)
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And what's up with the herd of giant boars covered in mud?

Finally, the cat bounds to a stop and the door -thhhip-s open to reveal a wooden bridge with a tall red building on the other side.

Date: 2008-07-07 05:39 am (UTC)
mendanddefend_archive: (Default)
From: [personal profile] mendanddefend_archive
"Sure seems to be popular with the locals," Bob remarks. He's staring as much at the other patrons as at the architecture of the building itself. These people make the welcoming committee from before look positively mundane by comparison.

Just inside the door is a wide foyer lined with elaborately painted screens. A fat little man with a wide, flat face waddles up to them and bows. "Welcome, welcome! What is your bathing pleasure for today?"

Date: 2008-07-07 05:56 am (UTC)
mendanddefend_archive: (Glitch-Bob icon)
From: [personal profile] mendanddefend_archive
Half-naked? Try 95% naked. At least.

"Ah, then you will want our Yuki-onna Glacial Soak Special!" says the little man with a knowing nod. "The finest arctic meltwater, in a room carved from the heart of an iceberg. A very rare treat indeed!"

Date: 2008-07-08 02:23 am (UTC)
mendanddefend_archive: (Glitch-Bob icon)
From: [personal profile] mendanddefend_archive
The little man's eyes bulge. More so than before.

"...that will be suitable, yes," he says after a moment's boggling. "If you will kindly remove your shoes, I will escort you to your bath directly."

Date: 2008-07-08 06:00 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] mendanddefend_archive
"I take back anything bad I might have said about coming here," murmurs Bob. "MmmmmMMMMmmm..."

That was the kind of moan that Dot has only previously heard from Bob in bed.

Date: 2008-07-08 06:20 am (UTC)
mendanddefend_archive: (over shoulder)
From: [personal profile] mendanddefend_archive
"No argument here," says Bob vehemently without looking up or even opening his eyes.

The sudden commotion at the far end of the hall, however, does make him look up.

Date: 2008-07-08 06:51 am (UTC)
mendanddefend_archive: (Bob is a dork)
From: [personal profile] mendanddefend_archive
And Bob bursts into a gale of laughter.

Yeah. They'll definitely be vacationing in Underhill again.

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