*Vague plotting intensifies*
edited 24th Aug '17 8:37:22 PM by ZeroL
My new plan is so secret that even I cannot understand its full scope!
Jester of the Birbal Court
"Who the FRESH HELL Iis Paul?!"
The Prodigal Son returns.
"Paul McCartney. You don't know who he is?"
Migrated to Chloe Jessica!
Suddenly, from upstairs, you hear the unmistakable bassline of Come Together, mixed with the thudding bass hits of an unmistakeable remix
.
"HOLY SHIT GUYS THIS IS AMAZING! SCREW PAINTBALL, THIS IS WHERE THE PARTY IS!"
edited 24th Aug '17 8:54:11 PM by razorrozar7
Migrated to Chloe Jessica!
"You Monster!! LITTLE TIMMY IS SPINNING IN HIS GRAVE! THE BEATLES ARE THE ONLY TRUE MUSICIANS!!!!"
Not Sherlock Holmes
"WTH is going on?"
edited 24th Aug '17 8:58:46 PM by TalesofUnder
“Now! Let us engage in the art of deduction!”
*Vague plotting intensifies*
"People think someone who isn't Yoko Shimomura is capable of making great music."
My new plan is so secret that even I cannot understand its full scope!
Migrated to Chloe Jessica!
"GUYS I DON'T KNOW WHAT'S IN THIS DRINK THEY GAVE ME BUT I'M A FUCKIN ROCKET SHIP"
"Bev and Taco will explain!...when they get here."
Well, it’s a badger, that’s for sure
Taco, who'd fallen victim to a nap, woke up, "Did someone say Bev? What am I explaining?"
Huzzah
"The Beatles reunion, the rave, Little Timmy's dying wish, the birdseed, Sauron in Modern Warfare, you know. Stuff like that."
Well, it’s a badger, that’s for sure
"What the Hell have you guys done while I was napping? I thought this was a Paintball episode. I figured that like, I don't know... there would be a winner by the end."
Huzzah
"Little Timmy should be the winner! He didn't deserve to die!"
Migrated to Chloe Jessica!
A tipsy Razor falls gently down the stairs, rolling to a stop at Taco's feet.
"I feel... I feel like somebody warned me... they warned me about the stairs, bro..."
Migrated to Chloe Jessica!
The Hope, The Hero
Migrated to Chloe Jessica!
"I'm okay, I think." I stagger to my feet. "But guys, just a warning, if you go up there I advise you mix your own drinks. Anything new going on down here?"
"Oh, Tropes, that camera crew never showed up, so I did my best to provide intermittent comic relief instead."
Migrated to Chloe Jessica!
"Great. It's just about gone off well. Just need the fireworks, and the instruments."
"Hey, can you guys get in costume?"
edited 25th Aug '17 1:04:49 AM by TropesForever
Jester of the Birbal Court
"Tropes if you keep going like this you'll create a Noodle Incident!"
The Prodigal Son returns.
The Hope, The Hero
"And he'll probably commit an Epic Fail while doing it."
Spelunking through a Halo Ring is something else...
"Guys, it's simple. Timmy loved The Beatles, and we're supposed to be a Beatles cover band. The birdseed is to feed the Great Eagles, who were Timmy's old buddies. But somewhere along the line, 'Beatles cover band and Great Eagles' turned into 'rave party and paintball'. I have no idea how it happened, but I guess it just goes to prove..."
"I have no pun to end this. Sorry."
edited 25th Aug '17 5:23:36 PM by TropesForever
Migrated to Chloe Jessica!
sarcastic slow clap "I've gotta hand it to you Tropes. That's the first time I've ever seen anyone fail to pull off a feghoot."
edited 25th Aug '17 5:41:20 PM by razorrozar7
Migrated to Chloe Jessica!
Jester of the Birbal Court
"So the rave started paintball which made the rave bigger?"
The Prodigal Son returns.
"Thank you, thank you."
I take a bow..only to immediately be hit with tons of paintballs, knocking me over backwrds.
edited 25th Aug '17 5:44:14 PM by TropesForever
Jester of the Birbal Court
I go back to hiding in the supply closet now armed with the knowledge there are still others in the paintball game.
The Prodigal Son returns.
"Maybe, George. But maybe you got the wrong one. Anyway, where's Paul?"