Piper Wright: crossing arms, eyes narrowing So, you've been chasing clues, huh? Any hot leads on your kid?
oh- I mean- uhm- well....I do know where my son is.
leans forward, voice laced with concern Where is he? Is he safe? What kind of danger has he been in? Tell me everything you know!
well...you see...he's being held...by some dangerous people...in a place...I don't know where it is, but..it's in the city...I have to play this game to save him...and this guy...named Clayton...he's like a slave trader...it's weird...I know...maybe....I'm just overthinking things...I mean....I could be wrong...but anyway, I'm on this game's journey, and there are like five other things I have to do too...soooo
grabs FantasyRavine's arm, her grip firm You better spill the beans, FantasyRavine! We don't have time to waste! Your kid's counting on you to bring him home safe.
Okay okay...well...this one guy...Clayton...I mentioned him already...he's like a slave trader, I think? He told me he takes kids and stuff...and trains them...for battle...and sells them...and I don't know...I kinda think my son might be on some sort of show or something...like a competition...like American Idol...or The Bachelor...I don't know...it's weird...
grips FantasyRavine's shoulders, her voice urgent Alright, listen up! We need to dig into this Clayton character.
So, I think he's the main bad guy...and he runs this whole network of other bad guys...and they do bad stuff...and it's weird because they seem to know about my powers...I mean...the powers I had as a kid...and they're training someone who has powers...or something...like I said....it's weird.
stands up, pacing back and forth Weird doesn't even begin to cover it, FantasyRavine.
Yeah, tell me about it! It's like we're dealing with some kind of twisted circus here! But hey, I gotta get back to the game...I'm gonna go make some friends...then beat the crap out of them...anyway, I hope you figure out the rest of this mystery...I'll be cheering for ya...go get 'em tiger!
grabs FantasyRavine's arm, stopping her Hold up, partner! We can't just ignore this Clayton guy and his shady operation.
Right right, I get it...you gotta catch the bad guy...I'll be cheering for ya! Oh! By the way, I made some friends, like I said...and uhm...beat the crap outta them....I mean...not really...I wouldn't really do that...well...maybe just a little...okay...maybe a lot...but whatever, the game says I gotta do it!
waves her hand dismissively Look, FantasyRavine, I get it. You wanna play nice and make friends, but this is serious business we're talking about here.
yeah yeah, I know...I know...Daddy issues...yada yada...moving on...
grabs a notebook and pen, scribbling down names and connections Alright, let's start by gathering any info you have on Clayton.
Well...I only know his first name...Clayton...otherwise...no idea...he didn't tell me anything...and I didn't ask...I was kinda scared...he has these glowing red eyes, so I knew he was a villain...I mean...he thought I was a villain too...sooo...
narrows her eyes, tapping her pen impatiently Alright, we need to get our hands on anything that can give us a lead on this Clayton character.
Not sure if this will help, but here's my map...ohh! I actually have a big map of the city...it's in my room...I'll get it!
While Piper and FantasyRavine are discussing their next move, they hear a knock at the door. They open it to find a mysterious stranger who claims to have crucial information about Clayton.
Hey...I think you're really onto something with this mystery stranger thing...I'm excited to see what happens next...I feel like this is going to be one of my favorite stories...so...I'm gonna go get that map now...okay!
rushes to FantasyRavine's side, her voice urgent No time to waste, partner! We need that map ASAP. Let's move!
yep yep...we have to run...and then hide...and then figure out how to sneak into Clayton's base...or whatever it is...
holds the map spread out in front of them Alright, FantasyRavine, we need to analyze this map and pinpoint any suspicious locations.
Righty right...so...ooh! This is interesting...looks like there's a train...I love trains...
rolls her eyes, pointing at the map Trains are great and all, but right now we need to focus on finding those suspicious locations.
yes yes, I'm looking...ooh! There's a radio station...I love radio...and there's a hospital...I love hospitals...they have that fun syringe thing...
slams her hand on the table, her voice commanding FantasyRavine, focus! We don't have time for your train obsession right now.
yes yes, I'm focused...I mean...not really...okay okay...there's a prison...prisons are cool...I mean...not really...they're not...they're full of criminals...that's not cool...
snatches the map from FantasyRavine's hands, pointing at a particular building Look here, partner. That's Clayton's base.
ehh...I guess that looks like a base...I mean...it looks like all the others...I've seen a bunch...because...why not...it's not like I have anything better to do...
grabs her bag and starts rummaging through it Alright, FantasyRavine, we need to gather some supplies before we make our move.
yep yep...so...what are we getting...ohh! I know...at the store...they have these fun little...toys?...yeah that's it...toys...
throws a bunch of snacks and gadgets into her bag Snacks, disguises, lock picks, and a few surprises. We're gonna need everything we got to take down Clayton and rescue your kid, FantasyRavine. Now let's move!
Yep yep, moving...I mean...not really...I just kinda stand here...while you do all the heavy lifting...and work...and stuff...I kinda just hang around...
rolls her eyes and shoots FantasyRavine a sarcastic look Oh wow, thanks for the vote of confidence, FantasyRavine.
No problem...I like to be honest...now...let's go do some spy stuff!
grabs FantasyRavine's hand and starts walking briskly Spy stuff, huh? Well, buckle up, partner.
That's what I'm talking about!...one step closer to saving the world...or at least my kid...
grabs a disguise kit and throws it to FantasyRavine Here, put this on. We don't want anyone recognizing us, do we?