Vanoss in Wonderland

An Obvious Realization and Newfound Determination - Chapter 3

Alone he sat in the middle of an expansive forest that was god knows how big with not the slightest idea as to how he was going to get out of here.

He felt helpless at this point. The shit he had seen thus far had been wild beyond belief and some way, somehow he had still managed to push forward. Maybe it wasn't completely hopeless... he couldn't be here forever, right?

After brooding for a moment longer, he inwardly decides that the best thing he can do is to keep moving. Like he would in a video game if he was stuck on some complicated level... yeah. This was actually a lot like a video game! Why hadn't he entertained that thought earlier? That gave him some kind of hope. In his mind, he had one objective — to find that rabbit. Except it wasn't only his report that was on the line this time. Nope! This was a matter of returning home and restoring normality.

"Once I capture that rabbit," he thinks to himself. "Everything will go back to normal! It has to." He's convinced now more than ever. It's his last hope. Of course, this could all just be a fever dream brought on by the stress of getting this report done in time but it'd sure be a helluva lot more boring if he remained here in this singular spot until he awoke. Who could really say for certain?

Vanoss pulls himself to his feet with newfound determination, his large eyes scanning the surrounding area. He looks back the way he came only to find that he actually hasn't the slightest clue which way he came from. That didn't matter now, however... what mattered was that he continue his search!

"He couldn't have gone far, right?" Vanoss thinks aloud, turning his head this way and that as his feet begin to move once more. He comes to a quick stop once he hears the rustle of nearby brush and then quickly whips his head around to locate the source of whatever was making the noise. He just barely gets a glimpse of what look to be a pair intriguing characters spying on him.

Were they... following him?

"Hey! Who's there?!" He shouts, not exactly expecting an answer but he's atleast hoping to intimidate them some... whoever they may be. This realm or... whatever you could call it, didn't seem to follow the laws of physics or any sorts of laws at that. Whatever was stalking him could be some terrifying creature with the facade of friendly faces, hoping to make him its next meal for all he knew! "Uhhh.... I know karate!" An empty threat leaves his beak and he strikes up what he believes to be karate pose in defense, though it's hard to appear intimidating in such a dainty outfit. He'd much rather be wearing his black Night Owl suit so he could look like a ninja (even if he couldn't exactly fight like one).

Eyes transfixed on the bushes before him in which he had heard the noise, he's not exactly expecting it when a pair of closely matching figures sneak up behind him only to honk in his face. Well, it was more like the sound the Terminator made when he wasn't forming coherent sentences but rather, garbled messy noises for comedic effect — or perhaps he was thinking of his friend Brian, known on the internet as Terrorizer, who did that to poke fun at the German actors character. In any case, Vanoss cries out in surprise and stumbles forward before whipping his whole being around to confront the new strangers.

Whoa. Speaking of Terrorizer, one of these guys appeared to be the spitting image of him — or his gaming character, atleast. And the same could be said about the other! There was no mistaking Moo Snuckels face. The two wore their trademark sunglasses, though their outfits were far more bizarre than anything either of his friends would have their characters wear. They were in matching yellow long sleeved polos with red suspenders draped over each shoulder clipped to a pair of red trousers the two of them wore. To top it all off, they each wore a large blue bow in the center of their collars, their arms hooked together as if they were literally attached at the waist. Giving a grimace, his brows furrowing in annoyance, he was beginning to sense a pattern here...