[LN] He's a Phantom. (Set before Nova's interviews)

[daddyphantom]

This was strange. Admittedly, strange and Danny had long been acquainted, but even for him it wasn't common to be at home and then suddenly pulled to a icy wasteland. If he hadn't known any better he'dve said he was in the Far Frozen, but there was a certain feel to the Ghost Zone that this place lacked. It reminded him more of his brief but disturbing experience with Panem from just over 15 years ago. True, he'd woken up there rather than having suddenly appeared, but the feeling of being whisked away to an unfamiliar place both against one's will and without any warning was definitely familiar.

Looking around, he thought he spotted some signs of civilization off in the distance. Deciding to check it out, he transformed and flew towards it.

What he found was a massive wood and stone building set into the ice. Part of him, as he hovered invisibly around it, almost automatically associated it with Santa's workshop, but shook off that knee-jerk reaction. Up until he got a good look in one of the windows.



Toys. And elves. And yeti, apparently. What. The. Hell. Apparently Dad had actually been right.

He looked for an entrance (No reason to be rude by just walking through a wall) and, not immediately seeing anyone, called out.

"Hey! Anybody home?"

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[googledox]

Danny was greeted with the sight of panicked yetis, who seemed to be worried that the Pole was under attack. They quickly scrambled and got help. It wasn't very long before a familiar face came flying in. Admittedly, that face was slightly less familiar than before - the implants that had previously been on it were gone, no longer needed to keep him mentally stable as a myth, and pale areas on his skin in the shape of them had been left behind in their place. His clothes were also a touch less supervillainous than Danny likely remembered. Without the stylists at Panem forcing him into drab grey and black clothing that was full of stark lines and stiffness, his costume was a touch more...heroic. His shirt was tight and spandexy, and while it was purple and black it looked much more like a superhero costume than a villain's costume. For pants, he had a baggy purple jumpsuit, that seemed to have roughly a million pockets and straps, some of which held small tools. It was held up by a yellow belt, with the pant legs stuffed into bright yellow boots. He left the top of the jumpsuit unzipped and dangling at his waist. He looked far more like an engineer or mechanic now and far less stiff and cold. The expression on his face, however, was just as stern, although it seemed to be because he thought he had a potential fight on his hands. "Who the sprock are you and how did you get in here?"