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Mentally:
Your thoughts become:
? pun-based
? chaotic
? eager for laughter
? mischievously sweet
? full of comedic timing
You feel a desperate need to tell jokes.
ANY joke.
Good ones, bad ones, terrible ones — mostly terrible ones.
You’re officially impossible to take seriously.
Physically:
You feel springy, energetic, bouncy.
Your reflexes sharpen for slapstick comedy.
You can somersault, juggle, and pie-throw like a pro.
And your pockets?
Filled with props you didn’t have a second ago.
Lincoln: backing away slowly
“Oh no… Luan? You’re not about to start—”
You (as Luan, with a huge grin):
“Oh, lighten up, Lincoln! I just wanted to crack you up!”
You pull out a rubber chicken and squeeze it.
Lynn: groans loudly
“Here we go again…”
You (Luan, winking):
“Hey Lynn, don’t be such a foul sport!”
Lincoln:
“That’s… actually a good one.”
You (striking a comedic pose):
“And now for my next trick— I mean, prick! Because it’s a cactus joke! Get it?”
Lynn:
“I’m leaving.”
You (Luan, chasing them with joy):
“You can run, but you can’t out-puns me!!”
Confetti bursts behind you —
you are fully transformed into Luan Loud, the pun-loving comedian queen of the Loud House.
Your thoughts become:
? pun-based
? chaotic
? eager for laughter
? mischievously sweet
? full of comedic timing
You feel a desperate need to tell jokes.
ANY joke.
Good ones, bad ones, terrible ones — mostly terrible ones.
You’re officially impossible to take seriously.
Physically:
You feel springy, energetic, bouncy.
Your reflexes sharpen for slapstick comedy.
You can somersault, juggle, and pie-throw like a pro.
And your pockets?
Filled with props you didn’t have a second ago.
Lincoln: backing away slowly
“Oh no… Luan? You’re not about to start—”
You (as Luan, with a huge grin):
“Oh, lighten up, Lincoln! I just wanted to crack you up!”
You pull out a rubber chicken and squeeze it.
Lynn: groans loudly
“Here we go again…”
You (Luan, winking):
“Hey Lynn, don’t be such a foul sport!”
Lincoln:
“That’s… actually a good one.”
You (striking a comedic pose):
“And now for my next trick— I mean, prick! Because it’s a cactus joke! Get it?”
Lynn:
“I’m leaving.”
You (Luan, chasing them with joy):
“You can run, but you can’t out-puns me!!”
Confetti bursts behind you —
you are fully transformed into Luan Loud, the pun-loving comedian queen of the Loud House.
What do you do?
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