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shellphones2025-05-13 04:19 pm
sos_pilot) wrote in shellphones2025-05-13 04:19 pm
Entry tags:
Accidental Video - Backdated To Mother's Day
Type: Video
Sender ID: perfpilot (Della Duck)
To: Public
Subject: missing another mother's day
Warnings: Sads!
[ The feed turns on abruptly, with the image jostling - as Della had violently thrown the device on her bed and not realized it turned on. Everyone is treated to her yelling mid-rant, as she kicks furniture and stomps about, pulling at her hair. ]
- Missed it AGAIN, and this time, it's not even MY FAULT! How is that FAIR?! Haven't I done enough? Why can't I just... why? Is this someone's sick idea of a joke?! Am I just not... allowed to be with them? In any world? In any universe? Why? Why? I... I just...
[ Her voice breaks, and she sits on her bed, burying her face in her hands. After a moment, she shuffles, and pulls out a piece of paper from her jacket. From this angle, it's difficult to tell, but it could be a drawing of three little duck boys. She runs her fingers down the image, and then begins singing softly.
Fair to say a good number of people here know Della as an adventure-loving nutjob. But here and now, her voice is filled with genuine love. ]
Look to the stars, my darling baby boys,
Life is strange and vast,
Filled with wonders and joys,
Face each new sun with eyes clear and true,
Unafraid of the unknown...
Because I'll face it all, with you...
[ Then, out of the corner of her eye - which may be tearing up - she spots the device. And can guess what happened. ]
... Aw, phooey.
[ With a swallow, she reaches over, and weakly smiles. ]
... So. Uh. Anyone know any good jokes?
[ ooc: if you'd like to tag della but not interested in something this depressing, feel free to hit me up for a quest-starter! ]
Sender ID: perfpilot (Della Duck)
To: Public
Subject: missing another mother's day
Warnings: Sads!
[ The feed turns on abruptly, with the image jostling - as Della had violently thrown the device on her bed and not realized it turned on. Everyone is treated to her yelling mid-rant, as she kicks furniture and stomps about, pulling at her hair. ]
- Missed it AGAIN, and this time, it's not even MY FAULT! How is that FAIR?! Haven't I done enough? Why can't I just... why? Is this someone's sick idea of a joke?! Am I just not... allowed to be with them? In any world? In any universe? Why? Why? I... I just...
[ Her voice breaks, and she sits on her bed, burying her face in her hands. After a moment, she shuffles, and pulls out a piece of paper from her jacket. From this angle, it's difficult to tell, but it could be a drawing of three little duck boys. She runs her fingers down the image, and then begins singing softly.
Fair to say a good number of people here know Della as an adventure-loving nutjob. But here and now, her voice is filled with genuine love. ]
Look to the stars, my darling baby boys,
Life is strange and vast,
Filled with wonders and joys,
Face each new sun with eyes clear and true,
Unafraid of the unknown...
Because I'll face it all, with you...
[ Then, out of the corner of her eye - which may be tearing up - she spots the device. And can guess what happened. ]
... Aw, phooey.
[ With a swallow, she reaches over, and weakly smiles. ]
... So. Uh. Anyone know any good jokes?
[ ooc: if you'd like to tag della but not interested in something this depressing, feel free to hit me up for a quest-starter! ]
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[ Brainwashing is only funny when it happens to other people. ]
Donald still had two wishes left, so we all obviously demanded he switch things back to normal... but he refused! He wanted things normal, and the wish was going to MAKE us go with it.
That's when the audience came after us! And... yeah, they were humans. Except unlike you guys, they just wouldn't stop smiling and laughing, even as they were attacking us! And they kept glitching here and there like a broken computer program. The whole setting went bananas, with extra "characters" rushing in and sudden plots from next week crashing onto the scene!
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...They're still not sure if they'd forgive him for deliberately trying to trap them in something like that.)
Okay yeah, that's pretty scary.(Their features twist just slightly at their own flash of memory of their cell guards laughing.) So how long did it take before Donald got scared enough to wish things back?
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See, as part of that "episode's plot", one of his "friends" showed up, who also happened to be a photographer. He pulled Donald aside and explained that no family is normal, everyone has their own weird thing going on. And part of being a family is accepting them, and if he has a problem, he can always talk to us.
Luckily that seemed to snap him out of his funk, and he used his wishes up. The second wish was to get everything back to the way it was... and the third wish was an actual family photograph with all of us.
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Did you guys have a talk with Donald after?
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(Desperation. They know what that feels like... though foing nothing as their friends--they don't have a family--are attacked by monstrous humans is something they find themself hoping is beyond them.
They're too soft.)