"We're the Tropers! We just got home from buying milk!"
Cassie | he/they | But will it stop the pain forever? / I just can't be sureThe skull appears to "nod" "Right right. Thanks for that." As this is said, you notice the mouth doesn't move at all, but almost as if it's sent directly to the brain. "Call me Smug, I guess. Anyway, why, exactly, am I here?" Somehow, a skull looks very confused while hovering six feet off the ground.
Hoping for a nat 20"No clue. People just kinda wander in here. No one seems interested in stopping it."
Data is imaginary. This burrito is real."Someone should really do that eventually, then."
Hoping for a nat 20"Ahh! A floating skull?!" Billy screams.
Just an eagle. (Feel free to PM me if you want to talk to me)."Ah yes, the correct reaction. Finally. Yes, hi. I'm floating, telepathic, and very confused."
Hoping for a nat 20"Nice special effects."
"It isn't special effects, friend. Magic, bitch."
Hoping for a nat 20"Yeah, this world's kinda weird," Sylvi says, kitty ears wiggling.
Trouble Cube continues to be a general-purpose forum for those who desire such a thing.Fuzzy looks at Smug for the first time.
"AAAAAAAAAaaaaaa... hey that's actually pretty normal. In this place, everything weird is normal."
Out of the window behind Fuzzy, a little blue streak of light darts across the city, followed by an explosion of blue electricity.
"WAIT! I asked you a question! Have you seen my best friend? Also I'm not a duck thank you very much! If you need to know, I'm actually a-"
Hey 🅱️eterBobbit worm: Wait, who's that?
Cassie | he/they | But will it stop the pain forever? / I just can't be sure[muttering] "Aw man, that little idiot followed me here."
"Ha ha, just one moment guys."
Fuzzy sticks his head out the window.
"Dude, I'm over here! It's a long story. A long, milk-related story."
Whatever Fuzzy was talking to had already disappeared.
Hey 🅱️eter"Bob, what're you talking about?"
Bobbit worm: I SAW something small believe me!
Cassie | he/they | But will it stop the pain forever? / I just can't be sureBee comes into the apartment. "What's with the floating skull? Did Vinesauce Joel come early?"
"No. My name's Smug. Greeting." the skull bobs a little bit, like a nod.
Hoping for a nat 20It seems to be that Guy has passed out from blood loss for a while, his body seats there on the couch, his head lay back.
Edited by This on Jun 27th 2021 at 12:45:31 PM
I’m too much of a coward to get anything done…All the while Fuzzy has been drawing something in his notebook titled "FUZZY'S ULTRA PERFECT APARTMENT BEDROOM PLAN".
"Yeah, this is all cool and stuff, but if I'm gonna stay here then where are the spare bedrooms?"
Mid-sentence he starts pacing around the apartment for a room that isn't already occupied.
Hey 🅱️eter"Umm, excuse me? Are you still gonna pay us that money?"
(Chey sighs deeply before forking over all the dress sale proceeds to the managers, then some more money from her wallet.)
"Is that enough?"
"More."
(Chey then gives the managers a fat stack of cash.)
"Thank you very much, ma'am."
(The managers then leave, contented with their payment. Chey slams the door.)
"Smegheads. Well, at least we got our milk. So much for building a memorial for that freak accident."
(Beat.)
"Oh wait, I'm rich. I could just finance it myself."
(Cut to a card saying "Some time later...", then to a statue of a person with a lampshade on their head and a pair of wings in the common area of the apartment complex. On the stone pedestal it stood on was a plaque that said...)
"A bench would've been better. At least that's practical!"
"Oh, darling, I think this is a beautiful tribute."
"Yeah, but it sure wasn't beautiful having to explain the mess to the maintenance staff! Cheese balls, broken VHS tapes, and food from Golden Corral everywhere... Let's just get our boy to the playground."
(The Grass-type family then start walking to the playground as the camera pans up to the sky. Fade to black, cue credits.) "My light shall be the moon, and my path the ocean, my guide the morning star as I sail home to you...."
In a post-credits scene, we cut to the Tropers’ refrigerator, now suffocated by bottles of milk. We track to the back of the fridge, where we land on one particular bottle of milk. On its side lies a “Missing Person” poster; the picture of Taco Jr. lies there.
After a moment on the picture, it’s eyes begin to move, before we cut to black.
HuzzahThe scene abruptly cuts to the sight of a half-open closet door closing, and offscreen footsteps.
It's the breakfast hours, and some knocking can be heard on the door to the dinner table.
"Uh, hello?"
Edited by SomeLibre on Jun 28th 2021 at 8:57:28 PM
Cassie | he/they | But will it stop the pain forever? / I just can't be sure"Somebody get that," I nurmur from the couch, engrossed in yet another video game.
she magnificent my bastard till i complete on her monsterBilly is seen eating some cereal and milk for breakfast. The usual. He then hears the knocking, so he stands up and says once he reaches the in front of the door, "Hello. Who are you?"
Just an eagle. (Feel free to PM me if you want to talk to me)."Helen. Helen's the name." A woman's voice from the other side of the door can be heard.
"This is the third time the fucking boiled potatoes end up not going crispy, dammit..." Libre complains as he tries to cook said potatoes till crispy.
Cassie | he/they | But will it stop the pain forever? / I just can't be sure
A skull floats off the ground. "Oh, wonderful. Anyone mind telling me what I'm doing here? Preferably in around three sentences. Also, who are you people?"
Edited by Smug on Jun 25th 2021 at 6:35:27 AM
Hoping for a nat 20