Fantasy Special Snowflake Center (Still open!)

[FoolsErin]

Anthony looked shocked. He stood up and smiled.
"Let's go then!"

FoolsErin​

Nora grabbed the little guy's hand and towed him over to the left side of the center. She led him to a bulletin board next to a large cabinet. Near the top of the board is a sign reading "Art of the Week!", with the E in 'the' missing. Across it are 7 pieces of artwork. Three of them are short poems by Sebastian, one is an oil painting of a bridge by someone named 'Abigail', another is a crayon sketch of a flower by 'Floyd'. There's a chain of incredibly detailed paper dolls with Lizzie's elegant cursive as a signature on it, though bystanders would swear she wasn't doing anything before the chain of dolls showed up. But the thing she wants to show you is a macaroni art piece of a dragonic hand clutching the orb Nora was holding. Her messy handwriting is in the right corner of the black paper backdrop, in elegant white crayon.

 

[Radio_Rat66.6]

Anthony giggled and kept up with her. He saw the art and smiled, looking at each art piece.
"They're beautiful! I wanna make something!"
He pouted softly and pulled on her hand lightly.

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[FoolsErin]

Anthony giggled and kept up with her. He saw the art and smiled, looking at each art piece.
"They're beautiful! I wanna make something!"
He pouted softly and pulled on her hand lightly.

FoolsErin​

"Well, the art supplies are in that cabinet right there." She stated, pointing to the tall metal thing. "But unfortunately, we can't have art time outside of certain hours, because leaving access to scissors open without supervision caused problems." She then paused for a second and counted the days of the week. "But we have art at 5 today, and we'll have it first thing tomorrow after school."

 

[Radio_Rat66.6]

"School?! You go to school!?"
Anthony stuck his tongue out. If he remembered one thing from being alive: it was how much he hated school.
"I did that seventy years ago! No thank you!"

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[FoolsErin]

"School?! You go to school!?"
Anthony stuck his tongue out. If he remembered one thing from being alive: it was how much he hated school.
"I did that seventy years ago! No thank you!"

FoolsErin​

She gave an awkward chuckle, "'We' as in me and the other kids that are bussed over directly from the school. You can roll however you want." Nora then leaned in close towards the little guy and asked, "So my art's cool beans'n all, but do you want to see the REALLY wicked awesome stuff?"

 

[Radio_Rat66.6]

Anthony nodded excitedly.
"Yeah! Believe it or not, I actually do art back home. I can't say the name here because it was a bad word when I was alive and I'm pretty sure it still is today. But he's a visual for where it is."
He proceeded to point directly at the floor.

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[FoolsErin]

Anthony nodded excitedly.
"Yeah! Believe it or not, I actually do art back home. I can't say the name here because it was a bad word when I was alive and I'm pretty sure it still is today. But he's a visual for where it is."
He proceeded to point directly at the floor.

FoolsErin​

"Nah,nah, nah! This is way cooler than any art!" She quietly declared, trying to keep her voice at reasonable volume. "It's only the best thing we've bought with our fundraising money, ever!"

 

[Radio_Rat66.6]

Anthony bounced on the balls of his feet.
"What is it!? What is it!? Please tell me!"

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[Gizmo]

Pilik shuffles out of the school bus and into the Special Snowflake Center, a faint suctioncuppy sound coming from under his large raincoat. He goes up to the counter and asks "I would like to see my therapist."

 

[FoolsErin]

Anthony bounced on the balls of his feet.
"What is it!? What is it!? Please tell me!"

FoolsErin​

Nora merely grabbed his hand and led the little guy to a blue, fancy-looking door. She's practically bouncing on her toes. Giving the demon-guy a gesture to open the door, you almost think she'll explode

 

[FoolsErin]

Pilik shuffles out of the school bus and into the Special Snowflake Center, a faint suctioncuppy sound coming from under his large raincoat. He goes up to the counter and asks "I would like to see my therapist."

(i don't believe i gave your character a therapist when i accepted him, oof)

"Toralynn should be in her office, you know where it is by now, second door on the right of the hallway offices."

 

[Radio_Rat66.6]

Anthony ran with her, excited to see what it was. He looked up at her with curious eyes before turning back and turning the knob. He pushed the door open with ease and looked inside.

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[FoolsErin]

Anthony ran with her, excited to see what it was. He looked up at her with curious eyes before turning back and turning the knob. He pushed the door open with ease and looked inside.

FoolsErin​

There's a magical portal-film substance shining green and blue, and through it you can see a short tunnel leading to a circular area, where there's a group of preteens and teenagers playing some weird sport. A girl sits on a bench on the outer edge of the play area.

 

[Radio_Rat66.6]

"What is this!? Where is this!? Why is it here!? It looks so cool!! My home doesn't even have portals like this!"
Anthony beamed and looked into the room.

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[FoolsErin]

"What is this!? Where is this!? Why is it here!? It looks so cool!! My home doesn't even have portals like this!"
Anthony beamed and looked into the room.

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Nora cleared her throat and tried to squish down her excitement as she quoted, "Magix 420, the pocket dimension revolution of technology and magic, allowing for interactivity beyond anything imaginable." She bounced on her toes and tried not to squee.

 

[Spazzycat101]

Magdalena May​

A vivid violet motorcycle rolled to a stop just in front of the center of whatever-it-was-called. At the moment she couldn’t recall, she wasn’t good with names. ‘The therapy place’ is what she usually called it in her head, because that’s what it was to her.
Maggie popped out the kickstand and swung around off the motorcycle, spinning upon her dismount because why not? It was fun. Something she had never known she’d missed ‘till recently. She pulled off a dark green helmet as she stepped through the doors.
She didn’t offer conversation to anyone, really. Offered nothing but a small wave to the receptionist and she walked by. Magdalena took a chair empty of neighbors, set her helmet in her lap, grabbed one of their magazines (they had quite a few interesting ones, in her opinion) and began reading.

 

[FoolsErin]

Magdalena May​

A vivid violet motorcycle rolled to a stop just in front of the center of whatever-it-was-called. At the moment she couldn’t recall, she wasn’t good with names. ‘The therapy place’ is what she usually called it in her head, because that’s what it was to her.
Maggie popped out the kickstand and swung around off the motorcycle, spinning upon her dismount because why not? It was fun. Something she had never known she’d missed ‘till recently. She pulled off a dark green helmet as she stepped through the doors.
She didn’t offer conversation to anyone, really. Offered nothing but a small wave to the receptionist and she walked by. Magdalena took a chair empty of neighbors, set her helmet in her lap, grabbed one of their magazines (they had quite a few interesting ones, in her opinion) and began reading.

Someone in a chair diagonal from Magdalena is whistling. She likely isn't bothered at first, but then it slowly gets annoying, the person in question seemingly being incapable of stopping.

 

[FoolsErin]

Nora cleared her throat and tried to squish down her excitement as she quoted, "Magix 420, the pocket dimension revolution of technology and magic, allowing for interactivity beyond anything imaginable." She bounced on her toes and tried not to squee.

Nora then takes a deep breath and says, "Basically, it's a playroom."

Radio_Rat66.6

 

[Radio_Rat66.6]

"It's amazing!"
Anthony squealed and jumped excitedly. His tail flicked back and forth in excitement like him.

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[FoolsErin]

"It's amazing!"
Anthony squealed and jumped excitedly. His tail flicked back and forth in excitement like him.

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Nora grinned and jumped with the little guy. "Heck yea! It was worth every cupcake sold on that really hot weekend in May!"

 

[Radio_Rat66.6]

Anthony giggled and looked back into the room. He smoothed down his skirt and then looked back at Nora.
"It's so cool."

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[FoolsErin]

Anthony giggled and looked back into the room. He smoothed down his skirt and then looked back at Nora.
"It's so cool."

FoolsErin​

"You wanna go inside?" She asked, still smiling. "They look like they're almost done with their game."

 

[Radio_Rat66.6]

Anthony nodded excitedly.
"Heck yeah!"

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[FoolsErin]

Anthony nodded excitedly.
"Heck yeah!"

FoolsErin​

Nora grabbed the little guy's hand, and walked through the blue-green portal-film. It felt tingly. As they walked down the tunnel, Nora asked, "What's your name? I've been mentally calling you 'little guy', and I feel like that's kinda rude."

 

[Radio_Rat66.6]

Anthony walked beside her, suddenly feeling like a child instead on the seventy year old Incubus he was.
"Anthony! My name is Anthony! But I don't mind any name!"

FoolsErin​