NOM NOM NOM DONUT
You eat the remains of the donut, and find it very good, rather like the last one.
[Your mind roll: 3+1]
Now, rather than a dark void, you find yourself on a large green plain, blue skies above you. The aroma feels strangely repulsive, though familiar, and you're slightly unsure of what to do. You waddle around for a bit, looking for something to do, but no activities are apparent. Bored, you let yourself fall on the ground face-down, as you often do when terribly bored, finding your footing an odd mixture of squelchy and crunchy. Now that your nose is right on it, you think you might know what this is! Cabbage! One giant leaf of cabbage, you believe. How very interesting.
As you ponder what to do with this information, your mouth almost automatically begins to chew at the ground, since, while you definitely prefer donuts, sometimes cabbage might be the way to go, you know? If there's nothing else around, why not? Telling yourself this, you start eating quicker and quicker, slowly forming a hole in the cabbage beneath you and feeling a little like a caterpillar in the process. Surprisingly, the cabbage is actually pretty good. Juicy, green, and you get this very nice feeling of healthiness as you eat it despite the fact that you're still kind of pigging out. Guess this is what being a vegetarian feels like.
Soon enough you reach a threshold of sorts, and you feel unexpectedly full - you're not sure how much you've eaten, but you're certain it's quite a bit, and you're not entirely sure you want to get up just yet. As you consider whether to eat more and naturally tend toward 'yes' as usual, suddenly your stomach twists, its contents feeling like they're... evaporating? The hot cabbage fumes seem to float up your esophagus in a manner reminiscent of acid reflux, and then immediately rush down into your lungs. And as absorption begins, you feel light, light as a feather, and glowing with moral superiority for some reason.
1. Enrage Ghost
2. Electric Watermelon Storm
You know, I like this better than the last method. Pick a spell!
As you awaken, the man who is not Bart is nodding, the box of donuts in his hand.
"Hm. So... that worked for you as well. Okay, I'll try half and you try half, then," he says and takes out a donut, pulls it in half and offers one half to you while popping the other one in his mouth and beginning to chew it thoroughly.
"Money is not the problem, it's..." that those donuts were for my friend, not that fat idiot who can't keep his magic to himself.
"Ugh, never mind. Just take the doughnuts."
"Mm. Theshe are good," he says as he eats his half, a few crumbs falling out of his mouth.
"Don't you agree, Bart?" he asks of his friend, who shrugs. He then looks back at you.
"Sho, where'd you get theshe, Msh., uh... didn't catch your name?""Out of the ground or out of the dimension?"
"The. Latter.""Also. The. Former. If. You. Mention. Our. Existence.""Right, yeah, pretty sure I don't actually want any of your prizes. Luz, you may want to...I don't know...turn around or leave the room. I don't think there's a faster way to get Trey out of this."
"Oh, trust me, you do. Especially the spells. Bet a spell, get a better one in return! And if you lose one, you can easily get it back with a bit of research! And I do mean an actually better spell, not like the knowledge you got from one of the giving boxes. And if you, say, bet Luz, you can get her and a non-traumatized Trey back! Still sure you don't want to bet anything? Last call before the fight!"Luz, meanwhile, seems to steadfastly ignore you, opening her book once more.
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