Scenario:Mimlemel - Happy Pumpkin

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Happy Pumpkin

Mimlemel tours the town with a pumpkin granted consciousness as her ride. Its name is Pun-Kin, and it goes wild when it learns that all pumpkins are to be "disposed" of.

Any version of Mimlemel is a crew member

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No version of Mimlemel in crew

Mimlemel: ...
Lyria: Oh, hello there! What are you doing in a place like this?
Mimlemel: Tootle-too!
Vyrn: Whoa, nice horn! And what a weird-lookin' stump.
Mimlemel: Toot-toot!
Vyrn: I don't know what's going on, but it's kinda dangerous for a kid like you to be out here.
Lyria: Yes. Why don't you head back home before it gets dark?
Mimlemel: Toot...
Vyrn: All right, be careful on your way back! See ya!
Mimlemel: ...
The girl silently stares at the crew but finally nods, as if she has decided something.
Vyrn: Don't look now, (Captain), but she followed us again.
Mimlemel: Tootle-too! Too-too-tootle!
Vyrn: Do we owe you something?
Vyrn: Maybe there's a tour guide fee that we gotta pay.
Mimlemel: Not really.
Lyria: Definitely not! I think she wants to come with us!
Mimlemel: Tootle-tootle-too!
Vyrn: Are you serious?
Mimlemel: Nice.
Lyria: Yay! Mimlemel's joining our crew!
Mimlemel: Tootle-too!
And so (Captain) and company find themselves with a mysterious new companion.
Some time thereafter...
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On the night before Halloween, (Captain) and company dock the Grandcypher in the port of a remote town and get ready to enjoy the local festivities.
They try to get their costumes in order for the spectacle that is Halloween.
Vyrn: Guys! Word is that this town stocks all sorts of cool costumes! You up for tryin' out a few, Lyria?
Lyria: Huh? M-m-me?
Lyria: But I...
Vyrn: Hahah, no need to be shy! Just go with the flow and you'll be good!
Lyria: Well, if (Captain) will be getting a costume too...
Mimlemel: Tootle-too!
Vyrn: Lookie here, it's Mimlemel! You out for a night of fun with us?
Mimlemel: I need art supplies. Give 'em to me.
Lyria: Art supplies? I think I saw some in the storeroom. What do you need them for?
Mimlemel: My new ride. It needs prettying up.
Mimlemel rolls in a pumpkin from the shadows, a work in progress to be sure.
Vyrn: Ahahah, this is pretty sweet! Fits Halloween perfectly!
Lyria: Yeah, it looks fabulous! Are you here for the festival too, Mimlemel?
Mimlemel: Festival?
Vyrn: Why don't you get a costume too? It'll be, like, ten times more fun if you do! I'll even help you find something nice!
Lyria: We'll even help you color in the pumpkin! Right, (Captain)?
Mimlemel: Hm? Okay. Thanks.
Thanks to the efforts of (Captain) and company, Mimlemel's costume is completed just in time for Halloween.
???: ...
Mimlemel: ...
Vyrn: Woo-hoo, right on time! This
jack-o'-lantern's just oozin' with atmosphere!
Lyria: Wow, you look adorable as a witch too! How does the costume feel on you, Mimlemel?
Mimlemel: Kinda rough. Can I take it off?
Vyrn: How 'bout we tour the town before that? You go like that, and you're bound to get oodles of free candy.
Mimlemel: Candy?
Lyria: There's lots of fun stuff to see and do too! Why not keep the costume on a bit longer and take in all the fun?
Mimlemel: Tootle-too!
Mimlemel: Fine. You get to come with me.
Vyrn: Whoa, wait for us! Time to pick up the pace, (Captain)!
Lyria: Right! Mimlemel, wait for us!
Meanwhile a heavy aura wafts from a corner of the Grandcypher's storeroom.
There lie the once inanimate objects granted consciousness via Mimlemel's mysterious power.
Stumpeye: Humph...
Hornby: Looks like she's already gone off. You still pouting, Stumpeye?
Stumpeye: Oh, come now. How do ya expect me to pout when I'm faced with the realization that I'm not good enough fer her?
Hornby: Can you really blame her? I mean, it's Halloween. Nice guys like you and I are terrible at scaring people.
Stumpeye: I'm not too sure about that new guy though, Hornby.
Hornby: Well, his buds only sprouted recently.
Stumpeye: Urgh, I'm getting the jitters just thinkin' about it... No time to be playin' lifeless stump anyhow!
Hornby: Hm, I have an idea...
Pun-Kin: Woo-hoo-hoo!
Pun-Kin: Ahaha, everything's so pretty! Like I'm in Halloween Wonderland or something!
Pun-Kin: Am I in a dream? It's almost as if some fairy godmother cast a spell on me and turned me into the princess's carriage!
Pun-Kin: Ooh, looks like fun over there! Hold on tight, Princess! I'm going full-throttle!
Pun-Kin: Aaagh!
Lyria: Eep! A-are you okay, Mimlemel?
Mimlemel: Mm... Hit a rock. I'm fine.
Vyrn: Hey, I know you're having a blast, but don't get too carried away either.
Mimlemel: Wasn't me. The wheels just...
Mimlemel: Hm... Maybe the screws are on too tight.
Lyria: Look, Mimlemel! Some kind of performance is about to start in the plaza!
Vyrn: Ooh, always love a good street performance! Can we worry about the wheels later? Gotta get up front to see the show.
Mimlemel: Fine. Could use a walk anyway.
She leaves her new ride behind and makes for the plaza on foot with the others.
A faint shadow appears above a nearby hill and charges forward with a thunderous rumble.
Stumpeye: Watch it, tenderfoot! You get Mim in a jam and you'll have me to deal with!
Pun-Kin: Uh-oh, here comes Stumpeye!
Pun-Kin: I-I'm so sorry! I...
Stumpeye: Good thing I followed ya! Why do ya think I taught you how to let loose with those wheels!
Stumpeye: To protect Mim!
Pun-Kin: Sorry... Guess I'm still getting the hang of things...
Hornby: C'mon, give him a break. It's only been half a year since he sprouted his pumpkin buds.
Pun-Kin: Hornby... So you came here on Stumpeye, huh? I'm sorry if I made you worry.
Hornby: Oh, not to worry, Pun-Kin. She is safe after all.
Stumpeye: Oi, don't be pamperin' 'im now! It's much too dangerous to rely entirely on shiftin' yer weight fer a cruise. Better he learn it now rather than later...
Hornby: Look who's talking? You were pretty wild the first time I met you too. Mimlemel and I sure had it rough back then.
Pun-Kin: Ahaha, really? Tell me more about Stumpeye back in the day!
Stumpeye: Oh, bollocks! You tryin' to play Mommy now, Hornby?
Stumpeye: Then again, this might actually be a fine opportunity. I'm going to elucidate our true purpose.
Stumpeye: First of all, you need to know that we owe our consciousness to Mim's special power.
Stumpeye: Hornby's memories tell us it dates back to the War—something supposedly so great it tipped the scales.
Pun-Kin: Well, what exactly is this power, Hornby?
Hornby: That's the thing—I can't remember... I might be made from a really old tree, but I have trouble recalling things from centuries ago.
Stumpeye: Might take some work, but I'm sure you'll get there in due time. The problem is those who crave her power. She could fall into danger at any time.
Stumpeye: That's why it's our job to protect her. Got all that, tenderfoot?
Pun-Kin: Uh-huh! I definitely kind of think I got it!
Pun-Kin: Oh, before I forget! Who were those people walking with the princess?
Stumpeye: Sigh... They're skyfarers, okay? Skyfarers. Mim tours the skies with 'em.
Pun-Kin: Tour the skies?
Pun-Kin: Wooow! Do I get to sail the skies too?
Hornby: I guess so, except... Oh look, everyone's back!
Lyria: Teehee! That performance was so much fun!
Vyrn: Sure took me by surprise! Definitely wasn't expectin' 'em to hit that mark from so far away... Hey, what's that over there?
Mimlemel: Hm? A horn and a stump...
Mimlemel: They're mine. Wonder what they're doing here though.
Mimlemel: Huh?
Mimlemel: Aah!
Lyria: Yikes! Look at her go!
Vyrn: Whoa! This might be more entertaining than the street performance...
Cotton Candy Guy: Freshly made cotton candy for only a few rupies a pop!
Pun-Kin: Lantataran!
Cotton Candy Guy: What the? A girl and a pumpkin?
Mimlemel: Hm... Cotton candy, huh.
Mimlemel: Trick or treat.
Cotton Candy Guy: Really sorry, but I'm running a business here. I can give you this cookie though.
Mimlemel: Only one cookie? You've got guts.
Mimlemel: Take your pick: give me cotton candy or die.
Cotton Candy Guy: Wha?
Trick-or-Treater 1: Ahaha! Trick or treat!
Trick-or-Treater 2: Snicker... Gimme all your candy!
Pun-Kin: Eeek!
Pun-Kin: I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry!
Vyrn: Eheheh, you're literally shaken to the core! Didn't know you scare so easily.
Mimlemel: Not me. It's my ride that's shaking.
Vyrn: Oh, really?
Vyrn: Wh-wh-whoa!
Mimlemel: Should've listened...
Pun-Kin: Eeep!
Pun-Kin: I can't take this anymore! Someone save me!
Lyria: Yay! Look at all this candy I got from the lady in that house!
Mimlemel: Nice, Lyria. I'll trade you for a bite of my cotton candy.
Pun-Kin: Sweeet! Gimme some too, pretty please!
Lyria: Sure. Have this fancy-looking one!
Mimlemel: Thanks.
Nom... Nom...
Mimlemel: ...
Mimlemel: Rgh... You got me, Lyria... You didn't say anything about it being so sour...
Lyria: Really? I'm so sorry—I thought it might be strawberry-flavored because of the red color... Was it a plum flavor?
Pun-Kin: Okay, no more candy for me then! Any chance you throw some of that cotton goodness into my mouth?
Mimlemel: We'll leave the plum candy for the adults... I'll put them all in the trunk for now.
Pun-Kin: Ack!
The crew walks around town enjoying the festival. Pun-Kin, with his recently
sprouted-consciousness, finds joy at everything in sight.
The day soon comes to an end.
Mimlemel: Yawn...
Lyria: Hm? You look sleepy, Mimlemel.
Vyrn: Ah, looks like she's dozing off. It's getting dark anyway; how about we head back?
Mimlemel: Absolutely... not... Must have... yakisoba...
Lyria: Ahahaha... Sure thing! Let's make yakisoba our last purchase for the night!
Vyrn: I think there was a yakisoba stand down that way! Wait right here, Mimlemel!
Mimlemel: Zzz... Hold the... pickled ginger...
Pun-Kin: Princess... Aww, the festival's over already?
Pun-Kin: I wanted to have some more fun, but I guess I'll get another chance next year. Should probably plan on how I'll make the rounds in advance.
Council Executive: Phew... Thank goodness. Everything ended without a hitch this year too.
Council Member: Yeah, we did great! Are you gonna have a party with the other execs tonight?
Council Executive: Boy, would I love to... 'Cept I've got some heavy-duty work waiting for me tomorrow. Gotta gather up all the pumpkins in town.
Council Member: Yeah, after Halloween, it's all just trash really. We should all help to dispose of them.
Pun-Kin: ...!
Council Executive: The fine wines will have to wait a bit longer. Gotta turn in early and rest up for tomorrow.
Council Member: Yep, I'll do my part too!
Pun-Kin: Dispose? Is that what they do to us pumpkins after Halloween?
Pun-Kin: I can't...
Pun-Kin: Aaaargh!
Hornby: Not good! Pun-Kin just went down a really steep hill!
Stumpeye: Aw, shoot!
The world that shone so bright suddenly seemed like nothing more than a bottomless pit to Pun-Kin.
As if seeking liberation from such torment, he continues to roll down the hill in a mad frenzy. Only time will tell how this pumpkin's fate will play out.