Tropers: The Series

"Thanks!"

I turn and go back to my room to game.

Vanessa is here.

She's still in full drag cosplay as Hashbrown Motel Man.

   "Oh, come on! We survived without all these fancy gizmos back in my day, I'm sure we can do it again!"   

"For the love of all that is good and holy please get out of character."

   "Me? Good and holy? HAH!"   

Kafka plants his head on the coffee table in despair.

"Good and holy doesn't exist. We are all just programmed to reproduce WHICH IS WHY I FIND IT WRONG HOW I CAN'T WHIP—"

"Playing, settle down."

Bob comes in through a completely not suspicious hole in the ceiling, his suit spattered with blood.

"Things are surprisingly normal here."

Knife sees Bob through the window as she puts up another metal sheet up outside the window. "Oh, hey Bob! We're just prepping for the storm. What are you doing here anyway?"

(Dookie falls through the chimney into the house).

Edited by DookieIdiotNimrod on Aug 24th 2020 at 4:38:14 AM

Route would now be digging through his bag, trying to find things the tropers might need. He ends up pulling out a metal disc.

“Oh, I do have a batter-”

...which then fades out of existence.

Edited by Routeferret on Aug 24th 2020 at 1:21:05 PM

"I may not be around very often, but I still live here."

He attempts to wipe a particularly large bloodstain off of his pants, only succeeding in getting blood on his hands.

"Anyways, I was just getting some work done."

"Hello there, Bob! What have you been up to recently?"

Bob looks down at all the blood for a few seconds.

"Just some personal business."

"Ahh. And how's the gang in hell been doing?"

"About as good as Hell gets."

In the background of Chey and Bob's conversation, the final unenforced window can be seen, with Knife swinging wildly in the wind. "HEY, UH, GUYS? WHEN THE HELL IS THIS-OW!-STORM SUPPOSED TO COME?!"

"Any moment now!"
(Cue the sounds of thunder rumbling and heavy rain showers slowly starting up.)

Bob looks up at the hole he came in through.

"That might be an issue."

Knife finally finishes patching up the final window. "Hell yeah! Finally, everything's good. And now to get back in..." She then notices that she boarded up every entrance back inside. In fact, every possible entrance back inside the building that she can see is now blocked off.

As the lightning and thunder crack, Knife speaks. "...Crap."

"So? What do you want, murderer?"

"I'm sure someone can fix it."
"I'm on it, Mrs. Prefect, ma'am!"
(Garfunkel then proceeds to walk on the wall and then on the ceiling and begins repairing the hole on the ceiling.)
"🎵 I'm fixing a hole where the rain gets in and stops my mind from wandering... 🎵"

(Dookie wakes up).

“Ah, forced in by lazy writing, wasn’t I?”

"How'd you get in?"

Bob sighs and goes into his room to changes clothes. He returns in jeans and a grey hoodie with "DON'T OPEN, DEAD INSIDE" plastered across the front in large red letters.

“Well playing, consider it a long story...

I fell out of the sky and into your chimney.”

“Also, why are you wearing that shirt, Bob?”

Edited by DookieIdiotNimrod on Aug 24th 2020 at 5:32:38 AM

[A hole forms in the ceiling, and down falls Cutbug from onto the floor.] "YEAAARGH—oof!" [They rub their head and slowly get back up.] "Hey guys."

Knife is now climbing to the roof to try and find another way back inside, when she hears a large thump from Cutbug.

"What's going on down there? Are you guys okay?"

Edited by MadameButterflyKnife on Aug 24th 2020 at 8:42:12 AM