OneTinyDoughnut
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While you were going about your day, you happened to notice that you had received an e-mail.
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donutcontact@hotmail.com
AMAZING NEW DONUT PLACE!!!
HOT DONUTS IN YOUR AREA!
The REVOLUTIONARY new donut chain, "Fantasy Donuts", is opening October 21st in YOUR area! Just mention the phrase 'Spoopy skeletons' to get a FREE HALLOWEEN ITEM!
Store location: Near you!
Hope to see you there!
After taking a moment to wonder just who uses Hotmail anymore, your stomach gave a rumble. Now seemed as good a time as any to use this somewhat sketchy, but convenient offer. You made your way down the street a few blocks to the newly built building. It seemed nice enough. Looking at the tacky, but somehow charming, seasonal décor, you made your way to the counter. While this shop surely only had donuts, it had such a large selection that it took you a moment to decide. After picking the item you mentioned the promo phrase. With a smile that seemed too white to be real, the cashier with the nametag 'Chip' handed over your item. You took a seat by the cotton cobweb covered window.
About ten minutes later, you had finished the pastry and were just about to leave. Before you realized that you couldn't get up. Or move at all for that manner. Looking around, you were surrounded by darkness. Before you could try to speak, you heard a booming voice.
"DOUGHVAKIIN! Wait, that's the wrong franchise..."
Somehow, you managed to turn yourself enough to look at the figure. It wasn't what you expected - unless, you were expecting a talking donut, that is. A giant, pink frosted sprinkled donut. On its head was a crown of those filled long johns. It had a cartoony looking face and appeared to be very grumpy while muttering to itself. In this strange situation, one particular question stuck out in your mind.
"Isn't it weird to be wearing donuts on your head since you are a donut?"
As if reading your mind, the figure huffed impatiently. "No, mortal, it is not!" It jabbed a thin arm at the crown. "I have a SOUL, those do not. Without a SOUL, it is just food - Oh, forget it. The point is, CHOSEN ONE!" the mysterious donut bellowed.
"I am the mighty and awful DOUGHNUT LORD! I have already set a horrible plan in motion to enslave all creatures on EARTH with pastries! Soon, the world will be at my fingertips! Unfortunately, deciding my power is too great, the OP COMITTEE has forced me to bring you here!" the newly dubbed Doughnut Lord scoffed.
"You can try to defeat me, although I doubt you can! Otherwise, you can attempt to gain favors from me. Or explore the realm of CANDYLAND. Either way, I don't really care. Open world fantasies never made any sense to me anyways..." the Doughnut Lord sneezed, and didn't cover its mouth. Gross!
As the DL continued to mumble, your head reeled. So many important words, plot holes, and questions to be asked. It continued on...
"There will be others. You will all wake up in GUMBALL TOWN. There are plenty of places to go, but I cannot be bothered explaining, so ask a local or look at a MAP. There are plenty of other... CITIZENS to talk to anyway. I will be in my DOUGHNUT PALACE. Since this is my Realm, you will be able to talk to me at any given point, as long as you address me. Read: because of plot convenience. GOOD LUCK!" Cackling maniacally, it only paused for a second when it started to cough. It faded out of view.
You woke up in the middle of a cartoony, but otherwise normal looking town. The only other outstanding oddity was that all of the people walking around were all some kind of candy or pastry. The others around you were also starting to wake up.
What did you do?
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