Chaotic Hangouts
Chapter 38: Chaotic Artistic Symphony
Date: March 4th, 2025
Well, what else can I say to start off with other than the fact that we ended up having a very artistic yet also very chaotic day? Let me retell how it began to start off with. It was just another day of training, preparing for whatever comes next, tracking our enemies who have largely gone under the radar once again, and so on. But then, myself and the others in the Miitopia BRAINS Base suddenly hear yelling loud enough to be heard throughout all of the base and were thus driven to investigate what the hell is going on. By the time I arrived at the source of the noise, the yelling and chaos had only increased as alarms flash throughout the room that has been turned into the intelligence room after a brief shifting around of some things in the base. It took a few minutes for everyone to calm down. I was bemused by how much yelling had just been going on but snapped into getting serious due to the blaring alarms. They went "whew whew whew whew whew whew". It was honestly kind of annoying. Dominic turns off the alarms once the others quiet down. And thats when we're randomly interrupted by a unskippable 19 second advertisement because some reality wants to advertise so badly in the midst of a situation that was going to turn into a chaotic hangout sooner or later. When the ad finally learned to screw off and never come back, we all just look at what the screen monitor is showing. Theres a strange dimensional thing. As usual. This happens at least once a week at this point, whether any of us acknowledge that fact through writing or not.
Carlos breaks the silence: "This sounds so fun and chaotic!" Dominic yawns: "Im getting more details about whatever this is. It wont take long, no big deal." Seconds later, we have varying reactions to the new information we have just gotten about whatever this is. I look at it intently: "So.. Its just as I thought. A anomaly in which differing cultural/technological eras have become physically present in the same dimension at the same time. Let me guess, a medieval castle is surrounded by a spaceport, wild west saloon/hotel, a gladiator arena, a art museum, and a massive steel roller coaster or something to that effect. And Lazy Town and 'We Are Number One' are somehow involved in this, just as I foresaw when thinking about writing the very story chapter this is going to be written about through." I dont know who suggested it after we exchanged commentary and info with other BRAINS branches about this impossible nonsense. But someone did and about an hour later, we showed up in the dimension where the chaos is currently ongoing with a lot of art supplies in hand as well as other creative objects that dont count as art supplies. And why they arent counted is partly because not everyone entirely understands that art is a term that applies broadly to every attempt to create something creative counts as art: music, writing, drawing, animation, graphic design, video editing, visual/audio effects, fursuit/costume making, roleplaying, comic creating, voice acting, and so on. But thats beside the point. Art is truly vital to social and intelligent species that are human or of the same vein.
You can say only talented people can draw or write but thats just not true. Society has lied to you in some aspects by helping spread that false impression around. Im not talented. I was really bad at drawing and writing for most of my life. Creating art is a calming and usually warm and comforting experience(at least when it isn't excruciatingly difficult) that isn't just about the final product. The process of creation is the biggest part of any form of artwork out there. People who use AI slop programs that have no sense of free will or human like intelligence to generate images instead of trying to draw even just a poorly drawn stick figure with a really lopsided circle are seriously missing out. Using AI slop for any pseudocreative purpose sounds incredibly boring. There is no meaning to an image that had no thought or real effort put into it. Hell, even abstract art holds more meaning than something like that and yet, abstract art breaks so many of the conventional rules of illustration, painting, and so on. In the BRAINS Collective, myself and a good number of others have been succeeding at opening other members' eyes to the world of art, creativity, and imagination to a level they never saw it as ever before. This has forever changed the collective, opening up the way for more creative thinking, more joy, more originality, more communal bonds, and so on. But enough about this. When we came to the dimension, we found ourselves in a very odd location. I yell: "I knew it! Here we are, everyone! Welcome to Lazy Town, a world and show I barely remember from my childhood because I barely ever watched it!"
Before anyone could reply, a group of 4 silly looking guys with dark hair passed by us, in the middle of singing a certain memey song while chasing someone. "We are number one!" They ignore us to be all cartoonishly performatively mischievous and evil with funny expressions on their faces. Seconds pass and now, the villains are playing ball with the hero they just captured and who was just helped to escape for some reason. Singing continues until some of us decide to interrupt it while we set up our creative stuff nearby while also noticing that LazyTown looks a little stranger than usual. The dimensional anomaly is centered around this place. Many of the buildings have been replaced by a strange variety of things: castles, crashed UFOs, steampunk mechanisms, several really exaggerated in layout roller coasters, memey billboards featuring things like PPAP & Troll Face, impossible skyscrapers, old schoolhouses, and so on. But despite all of this going on, some of us really did start singing as well as playing instruments. Im not sure how what was sung ended up sounding actually like it was well written. Just kidding, many of us are just cartoonishly good at improvising the right lyrics at this point. Its best to not ask questions because despite what I may have said before, our improvisation skills are somewhat at impossibly good level. And of course, the Hair Guy had to start it by exclaiming: "Attention, duelists and everyone else! My hair compels you to sing and/or play an instrument!" And just like that, a vast variety of instruments were being played seconds later.
The combined resulting musical style was a fusion of standard musical style music seen in movies like Wicked and the Mean Girls remake with some raw death metal, J-Pop, and rock ballad. And before we knew it, all of us were singing at the same time and/or playing some kind of instrument just as we finish setting up around the area to create some artsy things: "Hello, hello. Welcome to a truly chaotic expression of the imagination. Here we are, we're here to create and embrace the chaos. We're not aiming to be number one, we're just going to do what we are compelled to do in our hearts. Touch the lives of those around us with the power of our imaginations, cant yoy see that thats our goal." "*solo lines, me* My heart is at ease when I am able to create. Cant you feel it, the passion, the joy, the originality, the heart of expressing one's imagination? You see me. A armored knight with a sword at their hip, a cape fluttering in the light breeze, and a shield attached to their left arm. But thats not all that I am. If anything, my knightly ambitions were wholeheartedly influenced by my passion for creating something that has never existed before. Im not the main character, Im just the narrator. The story could find a way to move on without me." "*unison* We're singing with our hearts open wide, our hearts long for peace, in a existence filled with love, the arts, books, harmony, and so much more. And you don't need a Skibidi Toilet to try to see what we see, as those who have committed ourselves to our worlds of imagination. Ha! Look at us! Defying the norms of willfully decaying capitalist societies!
We will not stop, yeah we're not going to stop! Dancing, singing, instrument playing, thats all art too. But now that we have sung what we have sung, it's time for a little mayhem!" "*solo, Pinkie Pie and Cheese Sandwich* *points at the 4 silly villains* You guys are fun but doing harm to others is not the right way to be fun!" "*Pinkie* Shred it again, Cheese!" "Will do! *intense accordian playing*" "*Pinkie and Cheese* Look at us go! We're going to make you laugh and smile, just you wait!" "*unison* This is our chaotic artistic symphony and its only just begun! We're going to leave you in awe, in stitches, and possibly other things too! Not even a unskippable Heads & Shoulders ad could stop us from singing our hearts out until we start getting seriously dehydrated! Welcome to this mayhem, it's only just beginning! We're up to no boring crap! We're not going to be like a bunch of dull losers like all of those technofascist weirdos are! We sing and we sing and are now running out of words to sing! SINGING! SINGING! SINGING! SINGING ABOUT SINGING UNTIL WE KNOW WHAT TO SING ABOUT NEXT! SINGING! SINGING! SINGING! SINGING! SIGNING! SINGING! SIGNING! SINGING! SIGNING! SIGNING! SINGING!" "*solo, KonoSuba 4* Why are only we singing now?! Hey Aqua! Stop complaining! KAZUTRASH! WHY ARE WE SINGING THE SAME THINGS AT THE SAME TIME! IT'S LIKE AQUA IS SCOLDING HERSELF WHEN IT'S KAZUMA'S THOUGHTS THAT ARE CAUSING THE SCOLDING!"
"*unison* And all of these annoying ads just get in the way of our attempts to create something new! They are disruptive to the creative process! And oh well! There goes the consistency we still largely had in this musical number! Oh no! What will we ever do?! I know! No! I know! No! I know! I know! I know! STOP ARGUING! THIS MUSICAL NUMBER HAS COMPLETELY LOST ITS DIRECTION NOOOOOOWWWWW! Theres no real structure to this anymore! Its all just completely unpredictable we guess! Look at us, we guess! CHAOTIC ARTISTIC SYMPHONY, IT WILL END WHEN OUR SINGING ENDS, IT WILL END WHEN WE SAY IT ENDS AND THATS NOT HAPPENING FOR A WHILE! There is no rain! We arent singing in the rain! And we arent censored because we arent dubbed by 4Kids! Look at us now! We're rambling singing at this point because who the frick really knows anymore?" We sung for several more minutes and yet, the music continued playing even as we stopped singing and playing our instruments in favor of other creative ventures. The LazyTown characters ended up mingling with us and I would write about that except I have that whole limit of the fact that I have no memories of any of this chapter in the body I am writing this chapter while using. My powerful imagination allows me to circumnavigate that problem but is limited to what I do know in this body.
Since I have yet to watch any episodes of LazyTown since I was a kid, I lack the information I need to accurately depict the whole thing of LazyTown characters mingling with us and all that. So Im only going to end up vaguely writing about such if I choose to write about it at all. When I sit down at a temporary outdoor workspace with a desk, easel, and computer all set up, I dont just go ahead and draw something conventional. Not with the chaotic energy going around now. I choose to go for the absurd, the completely ridiculous, things of that nature. Things that make my flying butt with bat wings drawing seem not so funny by comparison. I put a canvas on the easel behind my workspace after standing back up. And I try to create something without getting distracted by the mayhem going on around me. I pull out a paintbrush, pour some paints on a pallet and get to work. But that was after I sketched my subject using pencil. I literally just made a weirdly shaped thing with derpy eyes and now just had to paint it while also embracing the chaos. My water cup and towel are already set up as well. I start with the background and just poke the canvas with my paint covered paintbrush to put dots and stuff on it. And then, after unequipping my metal gauntlets for the time being, I went back in and smeared the paint around with my fingers. But that was only after I added more colored varieties of paint dots in first. I didnt know what it was going to turn out like because I had never done something so bizarre for me with paint before but I was ready to find out.
But just as I finished the smearing process, I was hit with a paintball gun. Carlos yells to me: "Hey you! Dont just stand there! JOIN THE REAL CHAOS! HEHHEHEHEHHEHEHEHEHEHHEEEE!" I refuse to, I want to finish my chaos painting. However, my easel was just knocked over and somehow, this resulted in a chaotic blend of colors all over the canvas I was painting on as the paint bottles I was using got everywhere. Its a good thing I am now wearing a artist's jacket over most of my armor and unequipped my helmet as well for the time being. Giving up on the painting for now, I create a paintball gun with Artist's Eye and get Carlos with it real good before someone yelled: "LETS PAINT THIS TOWN!" And then, the chaos escalated from there as many of us were hitting everything and each other with our paintball guns. But then, some of us got bored and ran towards those having way too much fun with the culinary arts. Seeing Carlos and several other mischief makers among those who got bored, I ran after them: "Dont you dare touch the baking stuff! I know what you'd do and it wont be pretty!" Somehow, I was talked into partaking in the culinary arts with them. Lauren tries to shoo Carlos away from the culinary set up which is even funnier when you consider the fact that the chef is the mischievous ninja's mom. But then, Carlos just started adding in ingredients into some of what the chefs were making while yelling: "NO MORE RECIPES! NO MORE RECIPES!" Despite being talked into participating, I just stood there, watching the chaos unfold instead. The chefs tried in vain to stop them but failed. Especially when some of them came to acquire some fart guns. Carlos laughed as he knocked his mom out with a fart gun of his own.
I have already accepted that I cant stop what theyre doing and just watch in case someone needs to be rescued from this future disaster zone. Carlos laughs: "This is OUR KITCHEN NOW!" I mutter: "Oh no.. This is going to end so badly.." Pito laughs as she destroys all of the ovens: "Who needs big ovens when you can have those EASY BAKE OVENS?!" Pinkie giggles, the only chef who wasnt knocked out by the fart guns: "Youre right, Pitohui!" Korosensei chuckles as he rushes to the scene eagerly: "OOOOOOOOOOO! COUNT ME IN ON THIS FUN!" The mischief makers and other culinary saboteurs point their fart guns at the octopus. He freezes up and lifts some tentacles up: "Hey! What are you doing that for?!" Pito laughs: "Die!" Thats when others come out of hiding, holding strange things and siccing them on Korosensei. He laughs as he easily dodges every single thing: "HA! YOU THINK YOU CAN ASSASSINATE ME WITH THINGS PUT TOGETHER TO CREATE ARTISTIC CHAOS?! I DONT THINK SO!" But then, the background chaotic musical music was replaced by something else, something iconic and familiar and just whacky in general. But I cant remember what it was. Also, I ironically started watching LazyTown from episode 1 hours after starting to write this thing so now I can better write about what's going on. And Korosensei is unconscious now. Not even he could resist the power of the fart guns. Carlos cheers: "Back to baking!" I mumble a "Oh no.."
But I couldnt look away, even if I wanted to. The chaos was far too captivating for me to just simply look away from it. And one could say I could just walk away from all of this and never back like most of the Democratic Party should have just a few nights ago during that 2 hour farce of a speech by "Dear Leader". But unlike those cowards, I couldnt actually leave, even if I wanted to. I already tried that but the chaos energy created a forcefield around the baking area that my power level is far too low to break, despite my superhuman strength and powerful sword. And teleporting out of it is no good. That doesnt work. Also, its completely undetectable and invisible. It just manifests as like a invisible wall like something straight out of Skyrim. So you dont even know it's there unless you walk or run or fly or whatever into it. So here I was, forced to watch as they somehow created inedible and charred black breads and sweets with Easy Bake Ovens. Even Pinkie Pie was fully into it, even though she is a master baker of sweets. Except for pudding. That's Twilight's department. The Hair Guy proclaims as the first failed treats are ready to be taken out of the Easy Bake Ovens: "Attention duelists, my hair is smelling the smell of burning sweets!" Sure enough, the Easy Bake Ovens were even beeping loudly with smoke beginning to come out of them. While I waited for this to happen, I was dragged into a conversation with Carlos and a few others.
And just when I thought things couldnt get much more absurd here, Discord starts chuckling: "You know, I found a really strange button on one of those ovens.. I would have pressed it already but I thought it would be more amusing to tell all of you about it first. The button has a sticker on it which says: 'abridged button'. Im not sure what that exactly means but it must have something to do with LittleKuriboh's Yugioh The Abridged Series even though there's no abridged button in that show. There is a muffin button in TeamFourStar's Dragon Ball Abridged but thats not quite the same thing, is it? *gets looks* What? Of course Ive watched multiple abridged shows! Theyre delightfully chaotic!" Someone gets up to find the button while the ovens begin to smoke more and more. I yell: "Someone better open those ovens before they explode!" Seeing no one move towards them, I sigh: "Fine, I'll open them myself." I open them myself and have to hold my nose while doing so. The contents inside those ovens was the stuff of true kitchen nightmares. To say they were charred black is an understatement somehow which can oddly be compared to the statement of "Elon Musk is trying to tear down the US government and sell it off as scrap" as something that is a understatement as well because it also doesnt tell the full picture. The LazyTown characters choose this moment to join in as some of them have been watching this baking disaster happen up to now. Sportacus speaks: "No no no! This isnt right!" Meanwhile, Im just here seeing inedibly disgusting foods being revealed by my own efforts of opening up the ovens.
The burnt cookies were bubbling and smoking and steaming. How did they turn COOKIES into black lava with an EASY BAKE OVEN?! Robbie Rotten laughs: "This is quite amusing! But its not lazy! I will make this town go back to being the laziest town in the world! No longer will anyone play outside in LazyTown or.. cause culinary mischief because that's still doing something that isn't lazy! And this time.. NO ONE CAN STOP ME! That includes you, Sportacus! *speaks to his new friends* You 3! Cause as much mayhem as possible and keep any and all superheroes around here busy! You still do not know how to be true villains just yet but now that Ive recovered from crashing into a building, thats fine! Just go on and create all the chaos!" The 3 laugh before becoming nuisances. That was also the moment the abridged button was pushed. Robbie Rotten laughs and speaks but no words come out of his mouth. He widens his eyes and tries to speak again and again. I open my mouth to speak as well but nothing comes out even though I still very well know how to speak. The Hair Guy speaks: "Attention duelists, my hair knows the abridged button has been pushed but doesnt even know what it does!" Wait, hes still able to talk? Even Discord fails to actually speak a word and Robbie Rotten is just fuming at this point. His friends are just laughing. Wait, why have their laughs become so comically low quality and absurd. Abridged Jack Atlas yells once again: "Card games on motorcycles!" This spurs another round of shouting "Card games on motorcycles!" by various characters.
Suddenly, a house from another dimension appeared nearby. "SOMEBODY TOUCHA MY SPAGHET! SOMEONE IS IN THIS HOUSE!" I am so confused. I was able to shout "Card games on motorcycles!" just now but cant say anything else and now, this dimension is being intersected by even more dimensions and now, the Three Bears cartoon aka the "Somebody Toucha My Spaghet" meme has basically just appeared out of nowhere. Wait. Oh no.. Dont tell me. Jack Atlas shouts: "Hey guys! Why arent you able to talk about anything anymore and why do your lips move but no sound comes out of them? I dont understand whats going on!" The Hair Guy replies: "Attention duelists, my hair believes the abridged button is responsible for all of this!" His hair has to be right. It just has to be. I get it now. I yell: "JUST LET ME LICK SOME SWORDS BECAUSE IM SUCH A SWORD SOMETHING! Look at me, Im NOW VERY CONSCIOUSLY PARODYING MYSELF, WHO WOULD HAVE SEEN THIS COMING?! I DONT KNOW BECAUSE MY BRAIN IS HIGH ON ABRIDGED NOW!" Discord laughs and sings: "Let it all burn, my friends! Just let the chaos envelop you witn its destruction!" Robbie Rotten is even more confused. He is left speechless. Carlos shouts: "I think we should make dough angels because Im a total loser who is not using his head and is constantly obsessed with mischief! Also, give me ALL OF YOUR SWEETS OR ELSE!" With some dough still left over from the baking fails, Carlos starts making a dough angel on the ground and struggles to do so because the dough is so sticky despite being made incorrectly with many odd ingredients added into it. "IM SUCCEEDING AT MAKING DOUGH ANGEL BECAUSE WHO NEEDS SNOW ANGLES WHEN YOU CAN HAVE DOUGH ANGLES!"
I just say: "I wouldnt know because Im a lazy rover in my other fleshy body. BODIES!" Carlos starts failing at making a dough angel so badly that while many of us are having extremely abridged conversations, his feet are now just kind of playing with someone else. Thats right. Hes doing accidental PG rated footplay. "Oh yes! I definitely intended to foot you, friend!" The person his feet are playing with is Pinkie Pie who is acting different too by yelling every time she says anything and being unpredictable with what shes saying: "HTEFHTERYGEWDGUYRDVHYEWEGJIUDRTHBDQWFJIURFNIURERYBDAQEYKKYEDBTESCHYRES! I DONT WANT A CUPCAKE BECAUSE THEY ALL SMELL! DID YOU HEAR ABOUT THE ROMANCE OF THE BUTT AND THE NOSE?!" I just sigh: "Well, at least we weren't dubbed by 4Kids. INSTEAD, I AM DUBBING US! And at least we aren't being censored by the GOP yet! AHAHHAHAHAHAHA! I CAN SAY ALL I WANT! HEY, WHY CANT I SAY *blank*! THIS ABRIDGED SERIES *blank*! CAN I JUST SAY THE WORD THAT MEANS HAPPY IN A EARLY 20TH CENTURY CONTEXT?! *blank* HEY, CAN I CRITICIZE ANYTHING ANYMORE?! LET ME TRY SOMETHING! OH LOOK! IM BEING CANCELLED! AND WHY ARENT WE DOING ANYTHING CREATIVE?! I WILL BECOME A WEREWOLF OR SOMETHING ELSE REALLY HUNGRY IF WE DONT EVEN SPEND A SECOND DOING SOMETHING CREATIVE OVER THE NEXT FEW MINUTES! OH LOOK, I JUST REDISCOVERED I CAN BE REALLY ANNOYING!" Robbie Rotten is trying his best to ruin our fun but I wouldnt stand for that. I didnt want to kill him. I just wanted to break his resolve to make LazyTown lazy again. But since I can only speak in Abridged now..
I point my sword at Robbie Rotten. He just laughs at me in a very new and strange sounding way. When I opened my mouth, I knew what to do. I cant threaten him with my sword because I can only speak Abridged for the time being so I just start yelling: "STOP BEING ANNOYING! STOP BEING ANNOYING! STOP BEING ANNOYING! STOP BEING ANNOYING! STOP BEING ANNOYING! STOP BEING ANNOYING! STOP BEING ANNOYING! STOP BEING ANNOYING! STOP BEING ANNOYING! STOP BEING ANNOYING! STOP BEING ANNOYING! STOP BEING ANNOYING! STOP BEING ANNOYING! STOP BEING ANNOYING! STOP BEING ANNOYING!" I kept yelling that over and over again until he gave up and ran away, giving up on sticking his fingers in his ears in an attemot to ignore my repetitive yelling. But then, someone yells: "LETS THROW THINGS AKA FOOD AT EACH OTHER BECAUSE THAT IS A GOOD WAY TO WASTE TIME!" I am pelted seconds later by burned sweets baked incorrectly in the Easy Bake Ovens: "I REFUSE TO BE PART OF THIS FARCE! NEVERMIND, IM COMING AHAHHAHAHAHAHAAAAA!" For a good while, we just had a food fight that evolved to have just random objects be thrown around as well. And we were all yelling at each other in Abridged so it was just pure chaos for good while. Before I knew it, right as that ended with someone yelling: "THIS IS SO BOOOOORRRING!", we were all teleported somewhere by a strange force. Seeing chalk, Carlos yells: "OOOOOO! CHALK! YUMMY!" I reply: "HYHTVRRDCFFVRRYTFHGDFTRFJNNJJNYGVG!" Chaos reigned as Carlos tried eating the chalk, only to spit it out and cause it to go everywhere right as we joined in on chalk chaos that didnt involve eating it.
Deidara laughs: "CHALK IS THE BEST WAY TO ART! CHALK CHALK CHALK! ALL HAIL THE CHALK!" Rarity adds: "Chalk is chalk! Chalk is life!" Kon puts his little paws in the air: "With Kakariser on the job, no one's ruining this chalk!" Oh no. Is Kisuke's motley band of "superheroes" canon in this storyline now? Another musical number begins nearby as a parade of sheer chaos is performed with Disney parade style music playing like something youd hear at the Magic Kingdom. "WE ARE SINGING AGAIN AND PARADING AROUND FOR FAN SERVICE REASONS! YES, THIS PARADE IS PURE FAN SERVICE! SOME OF US ARE TRYING TO IMPRESS SENPAI AND OTHERS DO NOT KNOW THE WAE!" It was so loud that as I just started smashing chalk into the sidewalk to be truly chaotically creative, I couldnt hear anything else besides the parade. "LOOK AT US AND OUR NOT REVEALING OUTFITS! SOME OF US THINK THE FANS STILL LIKE TO SEE THIS VERY MUCH AS OUR PERFORMANCE DOESNT MATCH WHAT WE'RE SINGING AT ALL! AND NOW, ALL THOSE DISPLACED TO THIS LAZY TOWN FROM OTHER DIMENSIONS ARE QUITTING BEING NPCS TO WATCH OUR SPECTACLE HAPPEN IN REAL TIME! WE ARE ALL SINGING THE VERY SAME THINGS. HA, JUST KIDDING! WE ARE NOT ACTUALLY SINGING THE SAME THING, IT JUST SOUNDS LIKE WE ARE BECAUSE THOSE WHO ARE SINGING THE VERY SAME THINGS RIGHT NOW ARE THE ONLY ONES WITH MICROPHONES. IF YOU PAY ATTENTION, YOU WILL HEAR THE OTHERS SINGING AND EXPERIENCE THE DISJOINTEDNESS OF IT ALL! LOOK AT US, MOST OF US ARE INTENTIONALLY BEING TERRIBLE AT SINGING NOW BECAUSE THATS CLEARLY WHAT THE FANGIRLS WANT!"
As that continued, I kept breaking chalk to make more of a random design to look at which obviously looked like pure chaos. And as the sound of dripping water was randomly heard, I spontaneously yell loud enough to be heard over the still very loud and ongoing parade: "SNACK TIME!" It just felt right to yell that for some reason so I pull out some tasty snacks to eat after washing my hands using a random sink I just happened to find in the middle of the road, mere meters away from the current location of the last float in the parade. And of course, I yell while pulling out the snacks due to seeing some fireworks: "I WILL YEET WHOEVER IS LAUNCHING THOSE INSUFFERABLE FIREWORKS! FOR TOO LONG HAVE THEY INTERRUPTED MY SLEEP THROUGHOUT MY LIFE!" And then, I started eating some white chocolate and chip fries for the hell of it. Not something I often do in this body but screw it. Do not do this at home on a regular basis, readers. The others playing with chalk join me in the "snack break". And the parade singing was still going on and only getting worse. "WHO NEEDS A PRINCESS SONG LIKE SOME MAIN CHARACTER WHEN YOU CAN HAVE JHFTSRUKJGRYUGRDBGFERYH TOPPED WITH INATORS AND COVERED IN WAY TOO MUCH FANSERVICE! OH, LETS CHANGE INTO REALLY BORING BACKGROUND CHARACTER CLOTHES: STUFFY SUITS AND TIES BECAUSE SOCIETY HAS SUCH AN OBSESSION FOR SUCH FUNCTIONALLY POINTLESS THINGS!"
Our snacking was interrupted by another forced tp. And now, we were joining in on desecrating a large wall that almost looked by one of those pretty pointless in the modern era in many places: border walls that in one case are designed to keep people fleeing from a region destabilized by a banana company from getting into the country that banana company is from because that country is intentionally far richer than that region and is a "land of opportunity". Korosensei laughs while splashing around gesso everywhere. Gesso is a canvas primer, not something to splash around. "GESSO FOR YOU AND FOR YOU AND FOR YOU! EVERYONE GETS GESSO BECAUSE YOU CANT ASSASSINATE ME NO MATTER HOW HARD YOU TRY TO!" I just did a lot of finger painting on the large wall and used that to do what I like to do on car windows and mirrors covered in condensation. Draw faces and poorly handwrite words. Or should I say, fingerwrite in this case? I yell: "IM GOING TO PISS EVERYONE OFF WITH THIS! AND IM NOT SORRY!" Minutes later, everything was a giant chaotic mess right as we were teleported off to somewhere else once again because of course we were. Next up was spray painting balloons before blowing them up. Im not sure what that was supposed to accomplish. I participated anyway while making meaningless references to things almost no one would get. But then, I watched as some of the others popped the balloons with the cans of spray paint and glued or taped the balloon fragments to themselves before also spray painting their clothes. Do not try this at home.
Arguments began to be more audible with the parade finally coming to an end with the final line of: "WE'RE DONE WITH THIS PARADE NOW, NO MORE FAN SERVICE, WE'RE GOING TO RUIN THINGS WITH ART NOW!" And of course, the arguments arent serious. They are just chaos. Rainbow Dash and Rarity are having one of the loudest of all the pointless arguments: "HFBHRRHJNDRUI! APPLES ARE APPLES! HARD WORK HARD WORK YDBJF6HCDYJHEETIO!" "WELL I ICE CREAM STRESS ICE CREAM, ICCCCCCCEEEEEEE CREEEEEEAAAAAAAMMMMMMMMM!" I hear Lone Starr say: "Not even 1 billion spacebucks could stop me from being a part of this chaos." And then, space around us warped and brought all of us back together plus everyone from LazyTown and the other dimensions. The father bear from the Three Bears randomly yells: "NOBODY TOUCHA MY SPAGHET EVER AGAIN!" I randomly yell myself: "IM STILL HIGH ON ABRIDGED!" A loud boom turns my attention to those doing chemistry experiments. After all, science is a form of art when you really think about it. At least the process of live experimentation is. As well as scientific demonstrations, inventions, and designs. Senku has a chaotic amused look on his face along with several others including Krom. "HEH, NOW THIS IS ULTIMATE SCIENCE! WHO NEEDS LAB SAFETY WHEN YOU CAN DO THIS BY IGNORING IT COMPLETELY! IM SURE THAT RFK JR GUY WOULD ENJOY THE IGNORING OF SAFETY PROTOCOLS WE ARE DOING HERE! ACTUALLY, WE'RE STILL BEING SAFE, IT JUST DOESNT LOOK LIKE IT!"
I dont even know what theyre putting together. All I see is a lot of explosions and other kinds of failures. Doofensmirtz yells: "IM ACTIVATING THE SELF DESTRUCT BUTTONS ON ALL MY INATORS WHILE FIRING THEM JUST FOR THE LOLS!" So much chaos was going on from science intentionally wrong. But then, someone gets struck by lightning randomly. And of course, that someone had to be Bulma. She starts laughing while pulling out something: "WHOS READY FOR THE ZAPPER!" Pito yells: "NO THANKS!" Okay so abridged Pito means Pito doesnt embrace danger as much? Im so confuzzled. Bulma starts zapping with the thing she pulled out before anyone could stop her because those who could including me were all currently preoccupied with something else. For instance, I was pulled to a ceramics thing and was now messing with a block of clay and doing things you're not supposed to do with it. Meanwhile, a outdoor kiln nearby nearly explodes due to chaotic clay pieces being currently fired in it exploding because the air bubbles in them werent completely removed. Do not try this at home either. Once I get zapped, I find myself ridiculously energized. Out of nowhere, Barla yells: "LETS PARTY TO THE BACKGROUND MUSIC AND DANCE HOWEVER WE LIKE!" Barla isnt much for dancing usually but because we're stuck speaking Abridged for now.. Yeah. Seconds later, seriously chaotic dancing begins because Bulma managed to zap everyone.
And Kisuke somehow makes the background music provided by the universe change to a very memey song: Pen Pineapple Apple Pen except it was remixed with the He Man version of the song What's Up and for the hell of it, a high energy chaos track from Miitopia. The resulting background music was incredibly cursed and way too high energy. And now, we were all dancing with none of us caring how we were doing it. It was all so uncoordinated, we were all doing our own dances and thus, we were bumping into one another and things. Things were being broken, the chaos was destroying all of LazyTown as well as the buildings in it that came from other dimensions. There was a lot of yelling as well but still, the pure mayhem continued and only got worse as some of us chose.. less kid friendly kinds of dances. If you know the song named after a snake but not really actually about that kind of snake, you know one of the kinds of less kid friendly dances now going on. It was just so truly chaotic beyond words and only stopped because someone yelled: "LETS TAKE A SELFISH FOR FAN SERVICE PURPOSES!" And now, some of us were putting together selfie shots with others and I was pulled into one of them. I yell: "LOOKS LIKE THE CENSORSHIP OF US ISNT AS EFFECTIVE AS THE GOP WANTED IT TO BE! IN THAT CASE, I WILL SAY THE FORBIDDEN WORD! *blank* G-A-Y! THERE! I SAID IT BY SPELLING IT OUT! SUCK IT, GOP AND DEM CLOWNS HAPPILY WORKING WITH THEM! I AM QUITE G-A-Y TODAY, JUST LIKE I ALWAYS AM! AND YAG TOO BECAUSE THATS REVERSE G-A-Y!"
And while in the midst of yelling that, the selfie I was dragged into was taken and the result was absurd. But then, the selfie taker, Megumin yells: "LETS PHOTOSHOP THIS CRAP! WHO NEEDS EXPLOSION MAGIC WHEN YOU HAVE PHOTOSHOP! *starts dragging me to a computer* PHOTOSHOP!" The computer is already booted up, I click on a software that isn't Photoshop because Adobe can kiss my shiny red plate armored butt but still very much has the tools for photoshops as good as those that can be done on Photoshop. Eat crap, Adobe. You cant truly trademark the word photoshop because now its common slang for image manipulation. We struggle to import the selfie to the application that does the same exact things as Photoshop but isnt Photoshop yet still photoshops things through the efforts of its users rather than some AI slop thing. But once we do, I make it truly horrendous. I mess with everything I can mess with until the only original parts left are our heads and they're now badly copy and pasted onto Teletubbies except their legs are endermen legs and their arms are upscaled in size dragon wings from a small image. When you resize anything up in size from a image with pixels, the quality goes down up to a truly cursed point of blurryness. And once it was done, I printed out copies of the intentionally bad photoshop I did. And I just left them there for anyone to take. But after all of that, as amusing as it was to have to talk like an abridged me, I wanted to talk how I usually talk again so I made it my mission to find that abridged button because I don't remember where it and the Easy Bake Ovens are exactly. Not letting anything stop me, I started looking around along with others who were already looking for it when I started to myself.
As I kept looking, I started to see things. Memories of places I hadnt been back on Earth in years like Universal Orlando's CityWalk, EPCOT, the Magic Kingdom, Chicago, Las Vegas, and more. It was so very distracting but I dispelled it all with my Artist's Eye. I cant afford to be focused on places I yearn to go back to right now(okay, maybe not so much Las Vegas, Im not into gambling, sounds like a waste of time and money). I gotta focus and help find that damn abridged button. Its the only thing that could allow us to not be forced to speak Abridged in order to say anything at all. And yet is behind why we cant speak any word unless its part of something that parodies our respective personalities. In time, we do find it and it is pressed. I sigh: "Good. *smiles* Now for some more chaos!" I gleefully run to something I noticed earlier: cookie decorating and the cookies werent burnt or turned into black lava! The cookies themselves were perfectly fresh and still warm. The smell was amazing. But it was the toppings and icing containers that really stood out. Someone animated them alive with magic leading to chaos as I struggled to decorate a really large cookie. Ironically, I was planning on decorating it in a way so chaotic that some people would never ever let me decorate a single cookie in their sight. But in time, I got it all done and it looked completely hideous and was broken into several pieces due to my struggles by the time it was done. Around me, other decorated cookies were decorated into far worse looking creations.
The sheer absurdity of the pink iced donuts I tried one of from the Springfield(Simpsons) area of Universal Studios Hollywood in terms of size just couldnt compare to what I was seeing. One cookie was singing and dancing. Discord decorated that one. The others were hard to describe but at least I could now say gay again without anything getting in the way. All around me and the other cookie decorators, the chaos was still going on. I couldnt even describe a quarter of what was even going on around us anymore. There were robotics jousts with malfunctioning robots behaving in such a glitchy way that they would fit right in with Skyrim's many many glitches. Then the pie catapults and who knows what else. But you know what ended all of this? Well, it wasnt the successful efforts of some of our comrades in restoring this dimension to order by fixing the anomalies and sending the buildings and life forms that dont belong in the LazyTown universe back to where they came from but that did help give us more room for more chaos for a time. Nor was it illustrators like myself intentionally drawing characters with poor anatomy or as poorly drawn stick figures as part of a "Still Better Than AI Slop" series where we went ham with the chaos and the poor anatomy and design. Nor did it happen when the chaos got close to its maximum minutes after we finished making those terrible drawings. Instead, all of us were still making chaos and having a good time. Ice cream floats were being created by mixing unusual combinations of drinks and ice creams together and then snorted by others who were then drinking them.
Bananas were flying everywhere, sending a good chunk of us on a mad dash to grab some. Some were playing a Nerf battle except it was more like a canned whipped cream battle. Then there was several extremely powerful characters jumping into giant containers of cake batter and being sent to giant ovens and surviving such a situation. DO NOT TRY THIS AT HOME. (At least the cake was delicious) Yes, we got the idea of this thing from that 101 Dalmatians live action movie where Cruella Da Vil is baked into a cake in England and the majority of the cake resembles a dress. I bet a billionarie would look really nice if covered head to toe in cake frosting and sprinkles to the point their hair and outfit was ruined by it. We ended up even having a cook off after that which then turned into a extreme buffet eating challenge as the best chefs in BRAINS were making so much food for the spontaneous cook off and putting a chaotic spin to it all without burning anything or using Easy Bake Ovens. They were using new actual ovens and grills and things instead. But it still didnt end with that or the resulting mass rushing to bathroom's throughout the cosmos and beyond. The chaos continued even an hour after the rush to the toilets. No, the food was safe to eat, well cooked, and not poisoned. What ended the chaos was some of us yelling: "I think we're done now!" When they yelled, the chaos was still going on at extremely high levels but within seconds, most of us just ended up agreeing. We anticlimactically start packing away everything we got out and restoring LazyTown to its original condition.
The majority of us just stopped even speaking or acting chaotically as soon as we started cleaning up. And when we were done, we said goodbye to the LazyTown residents, humiliated Robbie Rotten one last time, and left just like that. It was mostly extremely unceremoniously that it felt so incredibly dull in comparison to all of the chaos we mostly intentionally created. And just like that, it was all done. My dearest loved one and I just gather together again for the hell of it once we return home. It was nice. But as I said to them as we hung out, things are going to pick up again very soon. That said, we will try our best to deal with whats to come, as always. We wont give up, we'll try and we'll succeed or we'll fail. Trying is the bare minimum of what anyone can do to fight a fascist weirdo or someone else or entire groups of bastards who dehumanize others to feel superior and control others. This chaotic hangout was dedicated to embracing what happens when you ignore many rules of art for a time and even try to go for thoughtlessly making weird things and stuff of that sort. The truth is that art is still art, as long as it was made with actual effort by genuine creatives. And the quality of art doesn't determine whether or not its art. Stick figures are as artistic as the concept artworks for any major theme park expansion are. Listen to this well: creating art is a true joy that no one should be missing out on. It is one of the most human things a human being can do. Creating art isnt about how good it looks in the end. Its about putting in the effort to try to make something youre proud of.