Tropers: The Series

"I'm sorry, the what?" I ask, my head turning into green and black pixels and expanding outwards.

"Like whatever After decided to do"

"Hey, why not? Might be the only time we get to enter a sun... at least one that we can survive!" Zanreo grins.

"Whoa whoa whoa whoa!" Custard shouts, her screen going back to clown vomit, "I didn't mean in the sun, I meant in the direction of the sun!"

"Humans, I swear to Jobs..."

"It's okay, if we go in at night, the sun can't burn us."

The background music turns into a choir of beautiful pitch-shifted fox noises.

"Afters, you have big brain."

"Thanks Playing, I'm glad you think so," I say as a large computer-generated brain lifts up from where my head was, spins in circles and glows blue before exploding.

"Nah,you could get a moonburn."

Edited by TabbyGirl4 on May 25th 2020 at 2:48:40 PM

(Tales crashes back down to earth. Oh, I’m sorry: he slaloms on thin air down to earth, using a bathtub.)

"A͟l͎̝̭r̩̣͇i̭̠ͅgh̺t t̪͖͚̗h̟͕ḙ̩̣̩̯n̠̖͟, k̠̪͉n͎̳̩ͅo͇ẉ w̡͟h̡̖̰͢e̻̳̮r̭͜͟͢ḛ̰͢ͅ we̜̱͢ c͟a̗͚n s͉te̩̼a̩̱͜l̢̻̟̮ a͇͇ r̫o͖̩̼̭̦c͎k̠e͎̻ț̝̞?̱̺͟"

Elena tries to shrug as much as you can shrug on a Wooloo body "Alright then, let's go to the sun" She hops out of the door and...Flies, spinning uncontrollably to a random direction. Willy is stuck on the door, glitching wildly

Playing does a walk into the outside. His hands are doing what appears to be a charade for ""The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog" is a pangram. If you make that sentence past-tense, though, it's not a pangram."

"Hay."

Edited by Playing_with_boy on May 26th 2020 at 12:07:44 PM

"A rocket? Well... ooh, there's one over there!" Zanreo. runs over to get it, but as she touches it, it drops into the ground. "...welp, that didn't work. Maybe we could... build one?"

"Did somebody mention something about building?"
(Chey pulls a couple rolls of Flex Tape out of her bag and flashes a cheeky grin.)

"Yeah, but what else do we got? That leftover plywood?"

"What about ... BABY YODA but cancer exists.?"

"Heeeelllppp meeeeee!" Elena yells as she spin/flies her way..Somewhere up high

Willy is still stuck on the door..Literally

"Ok, hold on," I say, my clothes turning various shades of green and yellow. "Using the altered physics of this world, I bet we can use that plywood to make a skateboard so shitty that it floats us off into space."

"Heh, why not?" Zanreo, replies her glasses now occasionally switching between various shades of blue, green and pink. "And if we add on something else to let us fly super fast... like those super-speedy shoes over there!" Zanreo says as she runs after some shoes running around by themselves in midair, trying to catch and restrain them. "Then, we're off to the sun or moon or whatever!"

"Uh, Elena, you ok?" Zanreo says as she looks upwards.

Edited by Zanreo on May 30th 2020 at 5:44:45 PM

"I think someone should pass me a rope or something...You know, before I spin my way out of the galaxy?"

"Just hold on to a rock or something"

Edited by johannes4123 on May 30th 2020 at 6:25:43 PM

"Right, where do I find a rock in space that isn't an asteroid?"

"Just wait until Dwayne Johnson does a sci-fi movie."

From amidst the fox-screamed rendition of "Dire, Dire Docks" in the background there comes a distinct cry of:

"THAT WAS THE WORST JOKE I'VE EVER HEARD!"