#verse;lost

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@subcon-archivist- <3′d for a three sentence+ starter

His eyes are wide at the mere sight of her! He had stubbled across many amazing beings in his lifetime and seen many types of ghosts ranging from friendly to completely hostile but never before had he seen a light ghost. His whole face lights up with excitement (no pun intended)- though he knows better than to assume that she is friendly this early in their meeting (he will not be making that mistake again). ‘Whoa! Greetings, I’m Stanford Pines, it’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance.’

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@the-purple-hero​

Ford crashes to the ground- with a grunt- his gets to his knees and looks around. He’s pleasantly surprised as his eyes begin to travel across luxuriously green grass and vibrant, bouncing colours...Other dimensions he’s been to over the last thirty years have been far from this pleasant. Some dimensions were devoid of light or colour. But still- the man seems sceptical- one thing he’s learnt from being lost in the multi-verse its that, if it seems too good to be true...then it is. So its no wonder that a feeling of dread washes over him. Perhaps this dimension is inhabited by terrifying mutant creatures? Or body snatchers- or even-

His thoughts are interrupted by a small and obnoxious little creature sprinting past him- dressed in a blue robe. He appears to be carrying something.

And then his eyes catch a glimpse of...

a purple dragon?

It doesn’t take long for him to realise exactly what’s happening- he takes off in pursuit- hoping to assist the small dragon in capturing the thief.

Ford takes a different route- hoping to corner the slippery villain between them- but just as he dives towards the creature it seems to slip from his grasp and instead he tumbles right in front of the dragon. ‘Darn it! He’s a slippery little snake, huh?’ He asks the dragon- not expecting him to actually understand him.

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@rapxir​ <3′d for a starter

Ford hits the ground with a thud. The creature’s tentacle shoots back up and then swoops to get a hold of him again. But this time he is ready for it. Ignoring the throbbing pain in his back he kicks his feet up and over his head- rolling backwards out of the way and getting to his feet. Quickly- his hand moves for his laser gun. However, something in his peripheral catches him off guard.

 Is that-

 a girl, in this dimension? 

He is greeted with a powerful smack across the face- but somehow manages to keep himself upright. Though it would seem that the beast has also spotted the approaching teen. ‘No!’ Ford fires a shot at it- to try to slow it down- but the creature is big and determined. ‘Argh! Hang it!’ Ford pursues the creature- firing shots at it as it goes- but seemingly to no avail. 

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@voidamphibian​  - <3′d for a three sentence + starter.

He falls straight onto his butt- he hadn’t expected to come upon somebody else so suddenly- the last two dimensions he’d passed through were devoid of any living thing- in fact he is surprised he hadn’t been driven completely mad.

With a little gasp his hand creeps towards his gun for protection. He can’t determine  whether she is friend or foe. But his paranoia leads him into making the assumption-

She’s one of Bill’s henchmen!

 ‘Are you one of them?! Do you work for him?!’

‘You’ll never take me in alive!’

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@icymonarch- <3′d for a three sentence + starter.

Ford catches the other’s hand. The Ice King hangs from the cliffs edge. Sweat begins to form on his forehead. ‘I’ve got you!’ He announces- his other hand moving to take hold of his wrist as he pulls the other up towards him. ‘I’ve got you.’ In their short time of knowing each other- Ford has grown to like the Ice King and to lose him now would be a tragedy. He hadn’t managed to make many friends whilst stuck between dimensions... So Ice King is truly a rarity.

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@undeadcrown-<3′d for a starter

Ford thought he'd encountered enough ghosts for one life time. In fact ever since he'd purposely spent a night being haunted, he decided that it was enough to put him off for good. 

But-

 here he is, face to face with another spectre and a kingly one at that. By looks alone he can't decide what category to place this particular ghost in... Though he suspects that he's not the friendly kind. 'Stay back.' He warns, his voice is stern and unwavering. It would seem that he's grown a thicker set of skin since his last ghostly encounter.

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@jestingmagic- <3′d for a starter.

He twirls around- gaze missing the little guy at first but dropping down and finding him shortly. The jester in front of him is a strange looking character, rather fitting for this colourful 2 dimensional place he has wound up in. Still Ford isn’t quite sure whether this guy should be considered a threat or a friend. If he’s learnt one thing- it’s that you can’t be fooled by the cute ones- they will use it to their advantage.

He distances himself from the other- his hand hovering over his laser gun- but not quite resting on it. ‘Stay back.’

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@advnterccs​

‘Sweet Moses!’ He exclaims, rolling out of harms way just in time. ‘They just keep coming. There must be a way to stop her from spawning more of them.’ Ford stands back to his full height- falling in line, right besides Rick. The creature they are fighting appears to be some sort of large toad like monster, which seems to have a surplus of offspring to send their way. The two of them have been at this for at least a few minutes now- creature after creature after creature. How many minions could this queen possibly have?

He fires a few lasers- taking out a beast just before it jumps Rick-  ‘Look out!’

Somewhere in the chaos- his eyes fall upon their salvation- The queen has obliviously revealed her weak spot. ‘There!’ Ford announces pointing straight at her. ‘We need to take her out from the inside! A shot to her open mouth should be enough to-’

Wham.

A tongue latches itself straight onto his glasses- ripping them from his face. He gasps at the sudden loss of vision. ‘Ah, my glasses! I’ve lost visual!’ He backs up a little- trying to close the distance between him and Rick- without his glasses he is at a big disadvantage, he must rely on the other to cover him against the opponents he misses. ‘Darn it! I can hardly see anything.’ This is more of a warning than anything else-  He continues to fire at anything that moves, being sure to miss anything even vaguely white or blue.

 They’re attackers are relentless.