thebananwithaplan

[thebananwithaplan]

.......Hmm. The battle was won, but at what cost? Normally, this would be the part where he'd make a quip about things just taking time to get back to normal.

...But, you know. Not the time. Not because he actually read the room, but because the 'room' around them was deforming at an alarming rate. Still standing on the now-deteriorating railing, DB stumbled to get ahold of the bars.

The room was only getting smaller, smaller, and smaller, until...

BOOM.

Whatever was the last of the Foise's toon magic sent him flying down one of the NTV hallways. The Banana had little tome to brace himself as he bounced off the floor a couple times before slowly skidding to a stop.

Normally, these unexpected bouts of force and toon damage would have left him with a few bruises and stinging of pain...

...But if he gained any, it already healed up by the time he realized what happened. Maybe too well...

"....Why am I not bruised, pain, and limping on one leg, here?"

😇 "Oh! We... I think we still have a lot of that pure healing energy left. 😈 probably held on to a LOT of it like a sponge." 😈 "...snork mimimi...."

"...Right. Guess it was a lot more than we ever expected to receive at once."

😇 "Well, we never gained that much in a large amount, and much less of that level of purity."

"....I thought I saw Death having a strange new form. He's healed me a few times before with a similar energy, but..." It was a normal amount, and not enough to completely pacify his bad-leaning self. And also not when the reaper's hair was as red as burning flames. Who knew reapers had their own 'super' form?...

😇 "...Maybe we could make this last as long as we want."

A moment of quiet.

😇 "Just.. think about this. This is, like, the healing factors of all healing factors! We don't have to worry about bruises! Or people trying to hurt us! Or humiliation or pain from anything! We can finally just... smile. And laugh. And dance without the fear of death threats! It would be like our beginning days!"

Another moment.

...It all sounded promising. But there was no denying the hesitation of something that was too good to be true. Maybe it was true. But maybe...

"...You and I both know that would be selfish thinking." Having seen and heard most of the last important bit, he knew that there were others who did not have this luck of being healed properly. Perhaps it was cheating that he had the powers required for soul-related 'purposes', but he stood firm that he never asked for them in the first place. He didn't ask for making 😈 a part of his life either, but on the other hand... He's the reason why he's learning from pain and suffering. To learn how to grow a backbone. To realize that the world isn't always fair and that one can't always expect for things to get easier by themselves. Of course, he also comes with the negatives - snarky behavior, occasional rudeness, short temper, stubbornness, and whatnot.

But 😇 also balances out the more negative traits with positivity. And empathy to those whom he can relate to. And occasional kindness regardless of the other's existence. And love and compassion... It's just that they dislike confrontation and only wishes for the 'easy' way possible.

"...As the saying goes - no pain, no gain. If it wasn't for all the pain that we went through for the last couple of years, we wouldn't have learned anything at all. Besides, if I'm gonna step up as a better toon at one point, then death threats would be the last of our concerns." After all, 'real' toons can't die. And pain is only temporary, anyways.

😇 ".....I suppose we're right. I know there's many others who could use it a lot more than we do right now."

...He wondered if he can return enough of it back somehow. Maybe to whoever remained at NTV, at least...

#where he at (ic update) #appeeling show host (dancing banana) #pizzatrocious #((Anyone who remained in NTV need healing? For sure he'll end up giving the rest to Death but... anyone need help from who's basically a- #-walking HP Banana at the moment? //hit )) #lordofthelostworld

[thebananwithaplan]

🎙️ "BY CAUSING EVEN MORE PROPERTY DAMAGE????" Listen. He's not even the second in command, here. Nor the third or fourth. Just barely the fifth. Even if they had asked the Announcer, he wouldn't have permission to grant them permission for the last-minute construction. He already turned an eye on that spotlight that they inadvertently destroyed - because cartoony-accidents are a thing around here - but this time this was intentional. What kind of adjective is 'spooty', even??? He's pretty sure that's not even a real word...

🎙️ "This is a studio sound stage, not a rental cabin! Pretty sure whatever trouble we were dealin' with is over at this point, anyways!" God, DB's gonna flip if he sees any more damage being done by someone that isn't himself.

🎙️ "You two better figure out a way to replace the wood you took before somebody trips or something - pronto!"

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@thebananwithaplan wrote in… »» 🎙️ "Is everything ok back here? I heard some commotion and-" The sentient microphone stopped mid sentence upon seeing what the beavers were up to... and looking at the piles of wood. That resembled suspiciously familiar-looking floorboards. And also some pieces of missing floor. And thus not having known of their plan, there's only one or two assumptions to make about beavers being caught with wood that didn't belong to them on their hands.... or, paws...? 🎙️ "HEY! THAT WOOD IS NOT YOURS FOR EATING!! OR FOR DAM BUILDING!!"

"Keep your volume down, mic-y, we're not gooonna eat iiit." Daggett provided a whine to retort, "Besides, wood like this is deeesgusting--once it's not a tree anymore, it's inedible grossy-grossness."

Right... perhaps they should have asked first, right? HAH. That's a good one. Permission-shmermission--if you asked every single time, then you wouldn't get to do anything.

"It's not for a dam, either..." Norbert shook his head slightly. It wasn't a full eye-roll, but there was a resemblance to one.

"Ack-shu-ally, it's for the lounge. Ya see, we wanted to make an ack-shu-al safe room for everyone... juuust in case things got ugly. Which, um, we may be past at this point... but Dag-a-doopy and I thought it would be a good idea to have a place that everyone can fit in... and that everyone can rest up in when the goin' gets goin'."

"Yeah, we're making your spooty lounge a better one. Pish. You're welcome."

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[thebananwithaplan]

🐁 " Wowzer zowzers! Finally got this weird ' doohickey ' thing workin'! Alrighty then, let's see what this thing has to offer me, eh? "

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[thebananwithaplan]

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[thebananwithaplan]

...Yeah.

#reblog #appeeling show host (dancing banana) #peanut butter jelly time #only it can stop the beast (music)

[thebananwithaplan]

"Hey, it's finally clearing up."

"Everything still looks far away, though..."

"I can't see any of those clone things... OR uncle..."

🎙️ "I'm sure he's handling it as best as he can. He's been through a lot worse before, anyways."

"What do you mean a 'lot' worse?"

🎙️ "............Nothing you three need to worry about-"

Cue commotion.

🎙️ ".........." That did NOT come from the door, did it...

#where he at (ic update) #part of the same bunch (banana nephews) #the disembodied voice i sign paychecks to (the announcer) #spootheads #the announcer about to panic with even more property damage- #sponsored by shovelware studios: that's us!

[thebananwithaplan]

Everything that followed happened so fast. The loud shriek shattering most of the lights. (He had to hold on to the rails to keep himself from falling.)

The fog and duplicates clearing.

Fake's final attempt at the Noise while Noise fights for his life.

The sudden woman that nobody expected to be there.

...And that barrier still keeping anyone from being able to rush over to help.

#dash commentary #appeeling show host (dancing banana) #((GOOD GRIEF)) #pizzatrocious #emptyzone #asterismas

[thebananwithaplan]

Dancing Banana

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[thebananwithaplan]

Well, the fog still looked thick below even if he was up at the ceiling railings. But for now, it did seem like the dopples have lost sight on him.

😇 "...What now?"

"...I'm not sure. With the other guy back asleep for now, I don't feel the immediate urge to get back to fighting."

He tried to consider his options. Does he try to find his way back home? Wait it out until it's all over, or at least until he can feel like fighting again?

Shifting his gaze to look below once more, he does notice a brief glimpse of a faint light. What's that down there?

Following the rails down to where that faint light was, he could finally see what remained of the ring that both of the Noises were battling in at. A shame that the clear barrier prevented him from easily jumping right in, so all he could do is continue to watch. Hopefully, neither the Fake Noise inside nor its dopples below would notice the fruit unintentionally become an actual one-man audience.

By this point, even with the Noise kept on getting beaten, now he was offering his clone... a skateboard.

And Foise taking up on the silent dare, only to again slip and eat concrete. Or grass? It was hard to tell what the floor was made of.

...But the sight, despite everything the Foise put everyone through, still made DB wince. He remembered how that felt like the first couple of tries when he started on the skateboard...

😇 "...Are you sure that what we're doing is the right thing?"

"What do you mean?"

😇 "What I mean is... even if the Fake Noise is stopped, was it worth all that violence? Like, think about it: he was created and possibly forced to act as much like the Noise and MORE as possible. Never really given a chance to learn and grow on his own. Learn right from wrong. Never given proper care and affection. That pizza guy didn't even bother to make himself sound like he at least tried to act like a caregiver or some sort of parent when he explained it to us, despite using his own DNA on it and all."

...DB wanted to argue back against this, but with 😈 still out for the count, the more empathetic side of him was gaining traction. Just like the old days, when 😇 used to be the only side of him that existed....

"........................" Sigh. "Look, I can empathize with him for many, MANY reasons. But the unfortunate truth is that he still hurt so, SO many people regardless; both those who hurt him and those who haven't and definitely don't deserve it - especially our loved ones. If whatever happens next is the only way for things to return to normal...."

If it really is all up to the Noise on how to end this once and for all, then he guesses the most he could do is watch.

#where he at (ic update) #pizzatrocious #emptyzone #appeeling show host (dancing banana) #dash commentary

[thebananwithaplan]

Continuing with being on the offensive, the Rotten Banana was holding his own without the rules of damage dampening and constant combos against the dopples, taking few hits without losing pace.

But as powerful as it were, it still had its limits. And the longer he stayed as is, the more unstable he became. Parts of him were glitching out wildly.

😇 "We can't keep this up..." 😈 "We're almost... done...!"

Out of nowhere, the banan' felt a strong source of energy. Soul energy. Energy that was restabilizing his form and healing him massively.

...Perhaps that healed him too well. Not only was his health restored...

"....What the...?" He was healed back to his present look. "I'm... back, already?"

😇 "Technically we're still in this place. But that energy we just received? It was pure soul energy."

"Just like when...?"

😇 "I'm not sure. But it felt very similar..." 😈 "...........zzzzzzzz........"

"....Oh." Whatever enhanced pure energy that was, it seemed to have completely pacified the 😈 half, even if temporarily.

Buuuuut there no time to dwell on that now, as the remaining clones were still hot on his trail, and again, this fog was still in the way.

Did he still have something to at least maneuver around with. Come on, hyperspace inventory...

...Aha!

Grapple hook. With little time to look at the ceiling of this place...

The host only aimed upwards and made sure that the hook caught on something before being lifted all the way up, barely being missed by the leaping clones.

Maybe he has a better view up on the ceiling rails?

#where he at (ic update) #appeeling show host (dancing banana) #lordofthelostworld #tw: flashing images

[thebananwithaplan]

🎙️ "Oh, welcome back."

🎙️ "I, ahh, I would not get too close. Sounds like whatever's going on out there is only getting worse-"

THUD.

🎙️ "...Looks like you weren't the only one who needed a rest."

It's fine. It's fiiiiiiine-

❛ hey , guys ? why's , uh . why's the inside of the portal look like that ? ❜

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[thebananwithaplan]

he's waiting for peanut butter jelly time

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[thebananwithaplan]

". . . . . . . . ."

Maybe it was a good thing that the fog was thick enough to keep the others from seeing him in this state. He absolutely didn't want his boys to see him like this, either.

But if this was what's gonna take to help bring down that a-hole and let him be back home, so be it.

Seems like in this state, his senses have been heightened. And that might be a problem for the dopples who were just charging after the rotten fruit.

First of all: screw them. Screw the original clone. Screw Pizzahead for making him and the first place and for dragging his only family into this mess.

Second of all...

"ALL YOU NEED IS A KICK IN THE ASS."

God, the 😈 inside couldn't believe that he could finally get away with being crude now that the R/blox boundaries are non-existent.

He was not lost in the fog with them; they were lost in the fog with him.

If his warping at toon form was already bad enough...

The Rotten Banana was basically sliding at high speeds towards the dopples, now using the fog to HIS advantage. Dodging and only stopping to spam banana kicks and bananarangs.

And when a large group thought that they could tackle the pixelated demon at once...

Big Mistake.

#where he at (ic update) #appeeling show host (dancing banana) #tw: flashing images #tw: swearing #((this is so silly....))

[thebananwithaplan]

With the fog rolling in, the dopples returned with not only more agression, but attack and defense boosts.

The fighting banan' was knocking as many of them off the steamboat as he could. But it wasn't without his own HP taking the hits, since the clones hiding within the fog wasn't making it any easier. One cheap shot from a powered up Foise dopple is what it took to knock him off of the boat.

With the HP bar now looking worse...

"........."

...Things were not looking too good.

😇 "I knew this was a bad idea...." 😈 "Ok, let me take over." 😇 "Do you even know how this form works? It's even less stable than the one that took over when YOU were in control once." 😈 "Hey, if there's anything we both can agree on, is that we 1) we don't want to summon a giant pixelated gorilla to eat us if I don't act fast, and 2) we want to go back home to be with our boys and our friends." 😇 ".....G-good point....." 😈 "Besides, it's not like we've never improvised before. Come on. I think we can dunk the rest of these dopple suckers." 😇 "....Fine. But as soon as the fight's done, you're letting us go back before we do something we'll regret." 😈 "...I know. I know. Besides, I doubt the reaper would be willing to lend some souls, anyways." 😇 "Hey-!" 😈 "Hah! I'm only messin' with ya. Alright, let's do this!"

Suddenly, the pixelated fruit's HP seemed to have regenerated up to half of its length. And the color palette shifted from his classic self, to one that was of harsher shading and colors...

With a blink of an eye, DB quickly got back up, and stood his ground in a much more aggressive stance. A dark aura was looming FROM him...

...Was it me, or is he looking a little more rotten?

#where he at (ic update) #appeeling show host (dancing banana) #((everyone posts so fast and I was at work for most of the day ;0;))

[thebananwithaplan]

Ah, yes, the much-anticipated return of the super beavers! They had a particular job to do before any revelry, however--and that was to approach the Announcer... and the many tiny bananas that littered the place.

Gee, wonder which one he could possibly be. Surely not the sentient microphone that they spoke to earlier when things were NOT bad and terrible.

"Misssss Dandelion wanted you to know that she is currrrently in the lounge if you... require her... for any reaaason." Ever the dramatic, Baron struck a dastardly pose that involved encasing an arm with his cape, and placing that hand over his chest as he spoke.

"But do not worry, citizens! She is merely RESTING!" Muscular Beaver leaned over from behind Baron, index high in the air.

Once the beavers had returned to the Announcer, they could find that everyone now had cups of water from the nearby water gallon dispenser. After all that fighting, they could use the breather for a drink or two. At least the water is free.

🎙️ "...Mmm? Oh, right. We'll let her rest. I think those clones finally stopped coming in. I'm sure that we'll be fine as long as-"

🎙️ "Why can't I see a dang thing on the other side all of the sudden?"

The good news: no more sounds of falling debris. The bad news? The fog. The fog that's completely blocking the view of the entire field. Not even the door was wide enough to let them see through it.

And they could still hear more clones causing havoc on the other side, only much more aggressive. It doesn't sound like they're aiming for the doors this time, but...

DB and who knows how many others were still there.

...Their uncle will come out unscathed. Right?

#spootheads #ask #the disembodied voice i sign paychecks to (the announcer) #part of the same bunch (banana nephews)

[thebananwithaplan]

The Dancing Banana was pulling out as many moves as he could against the constant falling chunks of bricks and stones. Moves that may or may not have been 'inspired' by certain fighting games. Just how much rubble could one tower make, anyways?

But he was not completely immune to damage in Ironcommando mode, as one boulder knocked him away a good distance; taking a good portion of his HP. Not enough for him to be in real danger, but still a decent amount.

On the other hand, he was lucky he had landed on... a boat?

He may not be able to say much aside from some crude soundfonts that he'd rather avoid if he could, but his jumps at least meant that he appreciated the ride.

DB will help keep as much debris off the steamboat as possible while he still had time with this form..

#dash commentary #appeeling show host (dancing banana) #asterismas #BOAT!!!!

[thebananwithaplan]

🎙️ "Hey, I think something's coming-"

The nephews and the audience stood by in the case of the Foise dopples returning or maybe the other participants needing help, but what came through were neither of those.

The yellow whatever-it-is that dropped that kid and glitching fox-thing sure was very loud, though.

🎙️ ".........." Well, alright. Guess their door's one of the only ones that still remained open despite the shenanigans going on.

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