15777/Noone Expects the Dance Dance Macarbe Revolution

Noone Expects the Dance Dance Macarbe Revolution
Date of Scene:	02 September 2023
Location:	The Arcade
Synopsis:	Bunny and Mark's arcade date is interrupted by a dancing villain! Bunny kicks butt after Mark is hypnotized!
Cast of Characters:	Mark Grayson, Bunny Macleod

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Mark Grayson has posed:
Somewhere in their text messages in the night, Mark had latched onto the fact that Bunny likes arcades. He does too. But he wanted to make sure to find one that had Dance Dance Revolution. After they met up in New York, they took the train down into Delaware -- clearly trying to be a normal date! As they arrive at the arcade, Mark is clearly offering to hold Bunny's hand and isn't really able to contain his excitement.

As they pass by the rows of Pac-Man and other 80s titles, he notices the 'Fighter's Corner' with Street Fighter and Mortal Kombat... another time. "Bunny, look!" he gestures, pointing to the DDR machines. "There they are!"

Bunny Macleod has posed:
    Bunny even isn't wearing roller skates this time (though she has a larger backpack, so they're PROBABLY in there). Pink chucks on her feet, sky blue leggings under a pink tutu skirt and a white-and-pink T-shirt with ARCADE BUNNY on it -- very 1980's-riffic with indeed a white rabbit surrounded by quarters -- pink hair curled and bouncing. This was like, DATE-date.

    She even was holding Mark's hand, and gives a quiet 'eeeee' when she sees teh DDR machines. "I haven't seen these since I was a little kid! Do you know how hard these things are to do in roller skates?" she jokes with a grin.

Mark Grayson has posed:
"I'm glad you didn't wear them!" Mark responds with a laugh. He's okay with the height difference between the two, made more so when she doesn't have the skates on. Reaching into his wallet, he pulls out a twenty-dollar bill. "Go get us some quarters, I'll secure a machine." he offers as he releases Bunny's hand to move towards the machines.

He heads between the machines and towards the DDR. He really should have asked her which version she would like. Since there are options!

Bunny Macleod has posed:
    Really, any version. Flashing lights, dance music, occasional drops in bass? Bunny is THERE for it.

    She accepts the twenty and leans in to brief a kiss to Mark's shoulder before dashing off, ducking below someone's elbow to go grab an insane amount of quarters. All the quarter and token machines seem to look like they're from the early 80's, with their black plastic, dark oak veneer and white, raised letters. Bunny grabs one of the big solo cups placed there specifically for reception of coinage, and goes to slide the twenty into the machine.

Mark Grayson has posed:
When Bunny returns, she'll come upon a sight! At one of the DDR machines is a woman in her late thirties to early forties. She's dressed in a skintight white suit that covers her from neck to toes. Her white hair has streaks of black at the temples -- and a black ribbon flows around her body, providing some modest (if minor). She's dancing at one of the machine and has locked in on Mark. "What a charming young man, do not avert your gaze! Enjoy my dance and become enslaved!"

Mark doesn't realize what's what until it's entirely too late, and he is entranced, INVINCIBLE locked in the hypnotic dance of the woman! His shoulders slump, arms to his side, jaw slackened as he takes on a blank, empty stare.

"Very good, very good." DANSEN MACABRE says with glee, clapping her hands as she continues to dance. "I still have my powers!"

Bunny Macleod has posed:
    DANSEN MACABRE -- at least it's not Caramel Dansen. That can be later. Oh, oh oh-ah oh-ah.

    Bunny's eyes narrow, her fingers curling a bit as she dips into her backpack and steps forward.

    "HEY! There's *RULES* lady! Did you put a token up to hold your spot?" she calls out to Dansen.

Mark Grayson has posed:
Dansen turns her attention to Bunny, still dancing -- she can't seem to stop dancing! At least, if she wants to control Mark, she can't stop. "Oh, does he require a token?" she asks Bunny in amusement. "But I'm glad that you're here..." she waves her hand and gestures.

"Young man, please remove this child from my sight."

Mark turns, facing Bunny. His eyes are vacant, completely devoid of anything. Clearly, while his body may be Invincible, the mind is clearly not. And he's moving towards Bunny. And Dansen moves as well, making sure that she stays in Mark's line of sight.

Bunny Macleod has posed:
    "How about we remove him from yours?" Bunny states, and she hops a couple moments on her feet, her eyes narrowing to Dansen as she pulls on her goggles, and gives a sharp whistle "Clear the room!" to the other revelers in the arcade.

    "Mark... I'm gonna be *so sorry* for this later." she adds quietly.

    PRISMA of the Young Avengers! is in the arcade -- evil doesn't take a day off, and neither does she (in spite of the fact that she REALLY just wanted to nap). Without skates she's not as roll-about, but that just means she gets to use her other skills. PARKOUR -- which she grins, and proceeds to leap tables and flip off of chairs, sliding across an antique, Pizza Hut branded Pacman table.

    "Child? CHILD? I bet you have wrinkle cream older than I am!"

Mark Grayson has posed:
The revelers take the hint, fleeing from the arcade! However. Mark is still here. And so is Dansen. As Bunny starts to live up to her name (Bunny, not Prisma), Dansen watches the young woman and smiles thinly. "Oh, a hero in training pants, I see!" she says with a smirk.

And just as Bunny is about to leap at Dansen and comes off the Pac-Man table -- Mark is there to intercept her, his arms wrapping around Bunny and squeezing! Though it's more like being squeezed by a python than a cuddle from her boyfriend!

Bunny Macleod has posed:
    "Well that all Depends, doesn't it?"

    Yes. She's cracking ageism jokes. SOmeone calls her diapers, she's callin' them Adult Diapers.. But Bunny is there, she's got Mark's arms around her, wrapping and squeezing. She takes a breath, holding her lungs as she can to keep her chest as full as it will go. And Dansen is still in line of sight --

    And That's when Bunny attempts to turn the tables. Well, not literally turn the tables. More like create a blind. She takes her Arcade Bunny shirt and flips it up and over Mark's head, inside-out, to interrupt Dansen's line of sight. This leaves her in her compression sport top (which is pink and yellow) as she swings her legs out, and then back in with her heels aimed for the insides of Mark's thighs, about half-way up.

Mark Grayson has posed:
"Imputent brat!" Dansen hisses, but she was about to crow about Mark wrapping Bunny up when the girl literally blinds him, the shirt wrapped around his head as he stumbles about, just as Bunny gives him a sharp kick -- that connects.

While he may be /Invincible/, it doesn't mean he doesn't have nerves and getting that kick /hurts/. There's a whoof of breath as he doubles over, falling against one of the machines. Even if Bunny had managed to break the trance of the dancing demon, he's not exactly available to help Bunny at the moment.

The woman hisses. "Fine, I'll do it myself!" She rushes at Bunny, showing that she's not only an accomplished dancer, but is also more than capable of martial arts as she angles a kick at Bunny's side, looking to knock her against the machines and getting the advantage!

Bunny Macleod has posed:
    "Sorry Mark!" Bunny yipes as she drops down and rolls, and she was about to hop a chair when the kick hits her in the side!

    Bunny gives a cry out, flailig as she hits a pinball machine (*TILT!* ERRRRRRRR--) and then hits against one of the dance machines. (https://youtu.be/Fs7kfC3N3II?si=-tyERPER7HVWEWgg)

    She straightens up, and with her pink gloves on, weighted and re-enforced knuckles, some of her pink hair drifting into her face as a little trickle of blood appears from her nose:

    "Bring it." she states in a huff, and waggles her fingers. "I can do this all day." she breathes out, and spits to the side, then takes out one of her extending batons and flicks it to the side like an invitation.

Mark Grayson has posed:
"You're in for a world of pain." Dansen spins and moves towards Bunny. She doesn't have any weapons, the woman hoping to use her martial arts training as she leaps into a jumpkick, angling to smack her foot right into the young woman's face!

Mark, in the meantime, is finally coming too. "Ooogh." he mutters, having no clue what happened. One moment, he was telling Bunny to get tokens, the next -- her shirt is over his head. "Bunny?!" he calls out, his hand moving to grab at the cloth to try to get it off of his head and recover his bearings.

Bunny Macleod has posed:
    So, what's the best way to avoid a kick to the face? Best way to avoid fight -- don't be there! Thanks Mr. Miyagi.

    "Well I mean, that *was* the plan--" Bunny states as she ducks down below the foot, and attempts to use her lower center of gravity against Danse, put herelf under the woman and lift up on her other leg by using her own shoulder as the fulcrum to send her topsy-turvy into the dance machine's main body and come out, turning on a foot to face her again.

    "Haven't you ever played Healing Vision on expert?"

    "Keep my shirt on Mark!"

Mark Grayson has posed:
"Keep your shirt on?!" Mark is even more confused by Bunny's order, but he stops trying to remove it, even as he is trying to get to his feet. "What's going on. Do I hear fighting?!" His head swivels, unable to locate Bunny and Dansen in the caphony of noises in the arcade.

The foot connects into Dansen's mid-section and she lets out a whoof of air. "I'm tired of this game, child. I'll let you win this time, but next time..." With a motion, she starts to dance again, apparently preparing to vanish from view, if Bunny doesn't stop her in time!

Bunny Macleod has posed:
    "Next time's just gonna be second verse same as the first!" Bunny replies aggressively -- but she wasn't prepared to catch Dansen again as she gives a gasoline shimmer across her own skin, ready to shield if she tries to sling something at her instead of making an exit -- like, the Fifth Mix machine... that'd be bad.

Mark Grayson has posed:
Dansen smirks. "I'll remember you, Prisma!" she sneers, and finishing her dance, she disappears from sight, making her exit from the arcade and leaving Mark and Bunny alone.

Where Mark is still trying to feel around, the shirt over his head.

Bunny Macleod has posed:
    The baton shrinks back down. Bunny breathes out a sigh of relief, and reaches up to dab at her nose a bit before she walks over to Mark, and goes to lift her shirt off his face.

    "Hey, you okay?"

Mark Grayson has posed:
The shirt comes up, and Mark's grey eyes refocus on Bunny's blue-green ones. "What happened??" he asks in utter confusion. "Where did everyone go?"

The owner comes out of his office. "You two!" he yells, running over to them. He gets a couple of cards. "These are for unlimited play, but come back another time!" He's got to figure out what damages there are!

Fortunately, Bunny's light, so that Pac-Man cocktail is probably safe.

Bunny Macleod has posed:
    Bunny physically jumps as she's yelled at, and was about to explain why she's wearing a sports bra and her shirt is currently over someone's head -- but she just accepts the unlimited play cards. She looks at the cards. She looks up at Mark, and kind of scratches the back of her neck.

    "You were ogling some dancy lady who mind-controlled you with her Shakira-Hips and tried to hug me to death. No big deal. Uh... now we need to figure out what to do with twenty-five dollars in quarters."

    Because of course the machine adds on five bucks for every twenty.

Mark Grayson has posed:
"Uh... what." Mark is utterly confused, but he lowers his head. "I'm sorry..." he offers sheepishly, offering the shirt back to Bunny so she can put it back on. "Apparently we can't stay here..." he mutters, apologizing to the arcade owner as well.

"I have no idea what to do. Is there another arcade? Should we just go home?" he frowns, apparently realizing that he was nearly made to hurt someone he cares greatly about. "It's okay... whatever you want to do!" he finally manages to Bunny, because that's the only way he can think of to make it up to her.

Bunny Macleod has posed:
    Bunny pauses, and then leans in to Mark, who still ahs her shirt on his head like a hat.

    "Mark. I just fought a supervillain with DDR music in partial underwear. If anyone deserves a make-up, it is *you*." she jokes, and attempts to take back her shirt. "That's kinda part of The Business you know? I had to break line-of-sight and get your body to try and override the control so the best way to do it? Blind you and kick at your knee. There's all those nerves there I think?" she wrinkles her nose in thought a moment. She does not seem at all peturbed about what happened. "I let her get away though."

Mark Grayson has posed:
Giving Bunny back her shirt, Mark chuckles. "I was more apologizing that I didn't get a chance to see you dance." Then he pauses. "So that's what that pain is." he mutters, before he shakes his head. "Better than causing more damage."

Then he leans down, kissing her on the cheek. "My hero." And something else is added.

Bunny Macleod has posed:
    "Yeah... thaaaat might ruin any dancing plans for you for like, twenty minutes?" Bunny states as she pulls her shirt back on, settling it back down (It's still inside-out though), and she gives a bright smile as Mark kisses her cheek -- hero, eh? Someone could get used to that.

    And then she turns bright red at his addition. She opens her mouth, and gives a squeak as she looks up to Mark, and then looks at her wrist as if she was wearing a watch.

    "Well I mean how fast can you get us back?"

Mark Grayson has posed:
As if she needs to ask. Mark blushes a little and taking Bunny's hand after she is dressed.

They won't be taking the train back.