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[Dipper is... not enjoying this event. He's holding the camera close to his face, eyes darting furtively around him, but it's pretty clear the sugary beauty of fake-Mabelland has melted away leaving him in a nightmare zone.]
So, uh, hey guys. Sorry I haven't spoken up sooner, but I think this might be a double-us event? Cause like, me and Mabel felt really sick when we woke up at first and it took a little while to feel better. But yeah.
This looks a whole lot like the prison Bill, the triangle not the lizard, built for Mabel when he took over Gravity Falls and tried to destroy the world. You've probably already figured out it's gonna try and offer you whatever you most want to entice you not to want to escape. But it's all fake.
[A beat.]
Of course, when you acknowledge that it's fake, uh, there are some... consequences. [He turns the camera to show a rampaging Dippy Fresh, plus a few teddy bears that would be adorable if they weren't rotting with glowing eyes. How is cloth rotting? Some questions are not meant to be answered.]
So that's where the other side of the event comes in. These are our zombies. From Gravity Falls. The only way to defeat them? Is to sing. Yes, really. I know how it sounds. But I mean it, three part harmony will make their heads explode.
[He offers a strained smile.]
Good thing we have all these-- [He breaks off, frowning slightly. What are they called again?] Song... word machines, right?
So, uh, hey guys. Sorry I haven't spoken up sooner, but I think this might be a double-us event? Cause like, me and Mabel felt really sick when we woke up at first and it took a little while to feel better. But yeah.
This looks a whole lot like the prison Bill, the triangle not the lizard, built for Mabel when he took over Gravity Falls and tried to destroy the world. You've probably already figured out it's gonna try and offer you whatever you most want to entice you not to want to escape. But it's all fake.
[A beat.]
Of course, when you acknowledge that it's fake, uh, there are some... consequences. [He turns the camera to show a rampaging Dippy Fresh, plus a few teddy bears that would be adorable if they weren't rotting with glowing eyes. How is cloth rotting? Some questions are not meant to be answered.]
So that's where the other side of the event comes in. These are our zombies. From Gravity Falls. The only way to defeat them? Is to sing. Yes, really. I know how it sounds. But I mean it, three part harmony will make their heads explode.
[He offers a strained smile.]
Good thing we have all these-- [He breaks off, frowning slightly. What are they called again?] Song... word machines, right?