Tropers: The Series

"Hey!"

"ACTUALLY, I'm not a male! I'm—" [Silence.] "...I don't know what I am actually. On your gender thingy, I mean."

(Chey sighs and starts loading her laundry into the washer. Unbeknownst to her, someone had slipped in a rubber spider. She sees the spider and screams, then picks it up and throws it at the nearest Troper.)

[The spider lands in Cutbug's "hair" and disintegrates immediately. They don't even look phased, to be honest.]

Knife gets hit by a rubber spider's dusty remains. "Huh." She then grabs a lightbulb from the ceiling and begins messing with the two objects. "This is gonna take a while. Might as well occupy myself."

Edited by MadameButterflyKnife on Jul 16th 2020 at 8:19:05 AM

I also scream immediately.

"SPIDER. OH MY GOD ITS A FUCKING FLYING SPIDER. KILLITKILLITKILLIT"

Without waiting, I summon my Keyblade in Megaton Hammer form and start fucking swinging randomly. I don't even notice the spider has already disintegrated, and instead I bring my hammer smashing down on the last unused washing machine, completely obliterating it and rendering it unusable.

"Don't worry guys. I got it. The spider's dead."

Edited by Afterwards on Jul 16th 2020 at 5:24:40 AM

[Cutbug looks at Knife messing with the lightbulb and whatever remains of that spider.] "Whatcha doing with that?"

"Making plans for murder."

"Just reviving it." With the lightbulb and spider remains, Knife has made a robotic spider. She then throws it at the other Tropers. "HEY GUYS! CHECK THIS OUT!"

[Cutbug screeches and hides behind the rubble of the Megaton Hammer'd drying machine.]

Kafka glowers harder at Knife.

"Good."

Amidst the ensuing spider-related chaos, he casually checks to see whether any of the machines are unused. Seeing them all currently occupied, he lets out an irritated fox noise.

'"KILL IT KILL IT FUCKING KILL IT"

I summon Warp Drive in Plasma Cannon formchange and fire a massive fucking laser at Knife's flying spider, exploding a wall of drying machines behind it.

"Aren't you a mere fox? Why are wearing the human's clothing?"

"Playing, do not be foxphobic and just do your fucking laundry."

"He's a werefox, Playing," I say, now completely nonchalantly. "He has human proportions. Are you blind?"

"No."

[Cutbug has to leap out of the way in order to avoid being shot by the plasma cannon. They end up slamming face-first into another drying machine, their "hair" disintegrating the door.]

"Afters, it's either a furry or a very big fox who practiced standing on its hind legs."

"AW, SMEG!"
(Chey takes her gunstick out of her bag and shoots the spider. She then notices the broken machines.)
"Ohhhh, Belgium, Sonny will not be pleased about that."

"We can hide it from Sonny. Somehow."

"He's a furry. God. Obviously. Are you blind?"

After hearing Chey, I take a look at all the destruction we just caused.

"Oh, shit, you're right.... And even worse... We won't be able to dry our clothes at this rate!"

"Again, we can just hide it from him!"

[Cutbug gets their head out of the dryer they just rendered unusable without a new door.] "Dumb spiders..."

"But how will we dry our clothes, Knife? Hmmmm?"

"We're gonna get utterly rammed in the rear by him... He's probably gonna make us pay for new machines once he finds out!"