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@that-20s-mouse
That-20s-mouse found an automaton!
Maryx gasped, ” Your majesty!” She knelt down.
"Huh? Your...majesty?" Mickey repeated, tilting his head, "Hah, gosh, I wouldn't really consider m'self royalty, y'know...I'm just a Toon with a dog and a theme park, that's all," He said with a chuckle.
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Loki’s eyes narrowed and he stepped out of the shadows in silence, looking the stranger over. He kept his face expressionless as he questioned, “Who are you?”
Mickey gasped, hearing the sudden sound of a voice behind him. Whirling around on his heel, he faced the god, eyes wide. "O-oh, ah, uh..." The mouse stammered, struggling to say much of anything. This guy looked awful shady. And he wasn't just saying that because there were shadows everywhere. "I-I, uh...I'm Mickey. Mickey Mouse." He introduced himself with a sheepish grin, nervously wringing his skinny tail in his hands. "N-nice ta...meetcha...?"
The mouse couldn’t help but stare at this new…guest? Was that even the right term for this fella? He was…literally, a floating, one eyed triangle…almost like a pyramid. Strange…
"Uh, hiya, pal!" Mickey chimed nonetheless, his lips curling up…
Bill chuckled in midair, “Alrighty, Mick, jus’ wondering.”
The triangle pulled a pocket-watch from behind him and looked it at closely. Bill rubbed his would be chin and mumbled, “Shooting Star said three was a good time…” He turned back to the mouse and threw his clock aside, “Hey, good news mousey!~ I got some time before I gotta go do some other business, so we can hang out! Like good ‘ol pals!”
Bill punched the mouse’s shoulder, “Whada ya say?”
Mickey cocked his head to the side, his ears twitching. This fella was mighty strange...pals? Aw, gosh, he didn't mind meeting new friends at all. But...was this guy really familiar with him already? Not just by his fame, either? "Uh, hahah, sure, I...I don't see why not." The Toon smiled, giving a squeak of surprise as Bill punched his shoulder, smiling as he rubbed the now sore spot on his arm. Small but he packed a punch. Gosh.
"Hey, Mick! Guess what Monday is?"
"Aw, Oswald," The mouse smiled, "Huh, I dunno, Ozzy...maybe it's my birthday?"
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Mickey and Oswald being adorable, badass, brother-dudes in Epic Mickey 2 (⌒▽⌒)☆
(( Woah guys it's been a while, huh? ;; A ;; So I decided to try and get all of my other blogs besides Vinyl up and running again, seeing as I'm sort of starting to get my muse back for everyone~
Might be a while before I get to replies, and starters (bc hOLY JESUS SO MANY FOLLOWERS WHEN I WAS GONE FHDSJK), but Mickey will be back in a little bit!~ :'D ))
OOC Notice:
Guys, I'm so sorry for making you all wait with replies/starters/etc. School has seriously been a huge bitch in all of this, especially due to the fact that I have extra homework with all the advanced classes that I'm in.
Apparently I really can't handle more than one muse at a time, which is something I'm literally just getting drilled into my head right now. So, unfortunately, yet again--I'm putting all of my muses except for Vinyl Scratch on a hiatus.
Once some really free weekend rolls along, or maybe a school break, I can squeeze some replies in for my other muses. But, right now, during school, it's impossible for me to keep up with everything. As much as I'd love to try and tackle all three muses of mine, it just isn't going to happen right now.
I'm so sorry to those of you who I'm threading with currently, and to those who I owe things to--if things were a little less hectic irl right now then I would be easily making time for all of my muses. I do hope you understand...<3
-Mun
Open RP
“Mickey gets to learn magic, so why not me? I could do it! Yen Sid even says that I have the same natural talent for magic that Mickey has, but he won’t teach me! He says I’m not ready yet, but I’m 86 years old! I’m probably older than him technically! I’ve waited long enough already! What does he want from me?!”
He then let out a sigh, his ears drooping.
"I’m perfectly capable of doin’ things! Why is it that no one ever believes in me?" he muttered to himself.
"Oswald, it ain't that no one believes in ya...y'just gotta be patient," The mouse tried to explain, frowning a little, "Believe me, Yen Sid was stubborn about teachin' me everythin' I know now, too. Gosh, I think at one point I thought I'd never learn a thing! Yen Sid, he just...I dunno, he has his way of doin' things. Ya just gotta be patient, Oswald." He softly sighed, putting a gentle hand on his shoulder, "That's all y'can really do."
"Aw, gosh..."
"Looks like I missed a lot! I guess I've been so caught up--rushin' around the parks n' such that I never got ta talk ta all you fellas!" Mickey sheepishly smiled, "Huh, well, your pal Mickey Mouse's here! What's hoppin'?"
Send me a ◊ if I RP my character well or send me a ╬ if I need to improve my character and why.
+the-universe-is-a-hologram visited the parks
The mouse couldn’t help but stare at this new…guest? Was that even the right term for this fella? He was…literally, a floating, one eyed triangle…almost like a pyramid. Strange…
"Uh, hiya, pal!" Mickey chimed nonetheless, his lips curling up into a smile, "Welcome ta Disneyland!"
Bill nodded at the mouse and beamed, “Heyya, Mickster! Look, I’m here for an… important business conference. I think I can find Hades somewhere around here, right?” He snickered and spun around.
Mickey was about to ask just how the strange looking thing knew his name, until--duh, he was Mickey Mouse. Cartoon icon around the world? Of course he'd know his name! Oh, gosh, where was his head today? "Huh, uh, gosh, I don't know about Hades...he's a pretty busy guy, y'know--bein' surrounded by the dead in the Underworld an' all, heh," He chuckled, sliding his hands into his shorts pockets, "Even during Halloween time he hardly shows up because'a all of the commotion down there..."
Annoy my muse in the worst way possible. Make a noise, keep saying their name, anything to annoy them.
