Mr. 300 BC is at the waiting room while on her phone, hoping the doctors are doing their best at the brain surgery. Aaaand sent. There, hopefully Kokichi will see this text about this. She then looks at Briya. You know, Xabby wasn't emotionless before as she can tell what's she feeling. Thanks to the tropers, she is getting her humanity back..but it's very slow...like a snail. I thought that you guys weren't enough to to regain her humanity...that is until Kokichi fell into the picture. I know Xabby has a weird innate ability around fictional characters, but maybe, just maybe, Kokichi is the key. But, that won't make her feel fear to supernatural since she's gotten to use to it. So, promise you make sure you help Xabby out in your own way, okay Briya-chan?

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"I will do the best I can. In my way of course. Which is not normal but oh well, I'm the crazy wizard of the tropers!"

I have no idea what to put here, oh well!

"Okay..." Bree happened to overhear this conversation.

---

"Yeah no im fine!" She says with her 50 Starbucks Noelle Holiday From Deltarune Snickerdoodle Hot Chocolate™®©.

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We cut to the hospital, where the doctors look over Xabby's unconscious body.

"Four hundred cc's of saline solution. Who is this, anyway? Never seen them before."
"Don't know. They live at Sunflora-"
"Holy shit."
"What"
"This...this is Tropes Forever! The guy who's organs are like, a million on eBay!"

The doctors cheer in joy, knowing their student loans will be paid off soon, as they take a scalpel, and plunge it into Xabby's chest.

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Back at the mall, everyone cheers over the cash falling from the sky. The mysterious man walks through the crowd, as the camera focuses on some money being grabbed midair, as by some mysterious force. The money is brought to the man as he walks to the exit of the mall, and he mumbles to himself.

"Ah. My trustworthy invisible hand. You've never failed me, you know?"

And as the spirit of Adam Smith, satisfied in the Tropers' advertising shenanigans, walks out the door, a festive song begins to play.

I just want a lot for Christmas,
There is so much that I need,
I'm demanding all the presents,
Holidays are about greed,
I don't want you, no I don't,
Unless you can buy a boat,
Cash is what rings true,
Because I can't afford foodddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddd.

Episode End.

and the public won't dwell on my transmission cause it wasn't televised.

no wait thats not tropes, also can i host the next episode?

Edited by Chibi-Robo on Dec 20th 2021 at 8:27:08 AM

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chibi xabby getting mistaken for Tropes is the gag. also if you have an idea for an episode can you please say it in the discussion thread

and the public won't dwell on my transmission cause it wasn't televised.

yeah i said that cause i was worried for xabby in the next episode. anyways thx!!

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post credit scene the 1

Bree is walking on the sidewalk, looking at the pavement. "This is so weird...I hope that person i carried to the hospital is doing okay..."

Cue a smash cut of the doctors holding Xabby's kidneys in hand.

Bree sighs. "How come everything is so...futuristic..." She noticed something moving in her hair, it was her mouse! "Oh! Hey Beanie!" She held her mouse in her hand. It was the first moment in this world she felt happy.

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Post Credit Scene 2nd

Guy wakes to see himself in a limousine with him, he seats himself far away from Guy, and as soon as Guy grabs his box to open when he grabs Guy's hand    "So this is what you do to your brother when he is giving you a ride?"    He says "You batted me out of your building!" His other hand comes in and grabs Guy's other hand    "You came in the wrong time"   , the limousine then stops    "Looks like we're here"    one of the windows one as He swings Guy's in full force tossing him into the wall of the apartment,    "Oh yeah take your weird ass body pillow too"    He then tosses out the Kokichi body pillow next to Guy.

Guy soon gets up and grabs the pillow before going back into the apartment and into his room, Guy grabs a box and puts the Kokichi body pillow in it and taping it up, Guy grabs a pen and puts down into the box From Guy, To Girl This, Guy then grabs it and walks back outside to a post office mailbox forcing it in

A knock is heard as the same box is dropped into it's door step, the door opens as some hands grab then and pulls it in, "Oh something new?" a female voice said as the same hands moves them to her, "Wait, Guy!?" She yells out looking at the box with his name on Guy, She forces the tape off the box and opens it before pulling it out "A Kokichi body pillow?"

I’m too much of a coward to get anything done…

Po$t Credit$ $cene Number Three

Playing picks up the cash as a voiceover plays:

Voiceover: This is what will happen if you elect Barry Goldwater for President.

Chey's post credit scene, because she forgot about the Prefects and is feeling like an idiot

(Ford was driving Delilah and Garfunkel home, but Chey decided to take the golf cart back to the apartment. Zipping through the roads, Chey sings a festive song.)

Dashing through the roads,
In a one woman-driven cart,
Through the traffic I go,
Passing by this old fart

Ford'll probably be first at home
But I don't smegging care
Because driving like this is far more fun
Than dancing in my underwear!

Sooo, jingle cart, jingle cart,
Cruising all the way!
Oh, what fun it is to ride,
on a street legal gold cart today, hey!

Jingle cart, jingle cart,
Cruising all the way!
I can only drive under 35 miles,
But I'll make it home today, hey!

(Chey then rides off into the sunset.)

"My light shall be the moon, and my path the ocean, my guide the morning star as I sail home to you...."

ppppp

Cassie steals some flypaper, and rips the voucher into pieces soon after.

"Damn fools...a sticky situation like a pinball would've been perfect for a sticky solution!"

Cassie | he/they | But will it stop the pain forever? / I just can't be sure

Post Credits 666

After who knows how long the docs were doing with brain surgery and mistaking Xabby as Tropes to get his organs to pay the student loan debts, Mr. 300 BC is sitting in one of the chairs in the room Xabby is currently resting in the bed. Xabby then wakes up and blinks a few times. Where am I? The hospital. While you were unconscious, we were trying to find ways to stop you from pinballing and the rock entity shot you in the head that leads us where we are right now. ..Shit, that's how I'll stop pinballing? Getting shot? Yeah, pretty much. Should've use sticky rat traps. You and I both know that's not only won't work, but also have everyone cover in it. ..Say, how's Kokichi's doing since I figure he heard about me in the hospital by now. Mr. 300 BC just whistle to avoid that question for a reason. She then sighs in frustration as she looks to her right and sees get well soon balloons with the colors being pink and purple. She then smiles at the balloons. ...Thank you.

...wait, this post credit scene not even done?

Of course it's not! Stop leaning at the fourth wall I just clean that. Anyway, we're at Mr. 300 BC office in Tropesburg observer committee, building...something. We can hear snickers from her as he add finishing touches. Xabby may have not pay attention to the promise..but I have. I have to lie to her in order to make sure she doesn't screech. Plus, angering a demi god like her is your one way ticket to Curb-Stomp Battle if you are an average human...like Tropes. Considering the fact I don't want to make Xabby blames herself for not completing a promise for TTS fans that ship her with a grape, I decided to do help her without her spotting me and kick me out, I decided to create this. She then pulls out her new gadget. BEHOLD! THE STRETCHING MISTLETOE-A-NATOR! ...This is just a mistletoe attach to the fishing pole. It sure is!

Edited by Xabbynip09 on Dec 21st 2021 at 1:01:17 PM

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The 50000000000000th post credits scene

The crows, who were greatly misplaced by the kerfuffle and suffered many casualties, slowly start to pick themselves up. Many start to leave in fear of the holiday rush, but one of them, a mature crow with a nasty scar over his left eye, stays behind. He activates a crow-sized walkie-talkie on his leg.

"Suspect escaped during the chaos," he says into it. "Suspected to be the primary cause of the incident. Retreating for now, will continue the case when we regroup."

The walkie-talkie shuts off with a "Copy that," as the crow stares intensely out the sliding doors of the mall.

"We will find them," he swears. "We will bring that wizard to justice, even if it takes my sons, or my son's sons, or my son's son's daughters to get the job done."

The sliding doors open to let some customers in, and the crow takes his chance, flying off into the sunset, leaving behind a single pitch black feather in his wake.

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Pagliacci's Tent of Therapy remains unperturbed by the general chaos, until.....

A wizened old man in a jester suit, carrying a notebook covered in clown stickers, walks calmly up to the tent, the customers gasping and whispering among each other as he passes by.

The old clown bypasses the queue without issue, and calmly takes a seat on the couch across from me.

I, completely oblivious, look at him with a placid smile.

"What ails you, my dear?"

The old man clears his throat, and speaks in a deliberate tone.

"Doctor, I have a problem. A man has stolen my identity and is using it to peddle bad advice at exorbitant prices."

I nod serenely. "I see. Treatment is simple. Great clown Pagliacci - that is to say, me," I say with a chuckle, "is in town. Talking to him will surely clear up all your problems."

Suddenly, the man breaks down into hysterical laughter. But the laughter quickly dies down, as he stands up deliberately, looking down at me with a sneer on his face and disdain in his eyes.

"But, Doctor...." He cracks his knuckles twice, taking a step towards me.

"I am Pagliacci."

The camera pans out of the tent and the curtains close to muffled sounds of clown-to-clown violence.

Edited by Afterwards on Dec 21st 2021 at 1:22:23 AM

she magnificent my bastard till i complete on her monster

post credits scene the 5

Chibi went to her house to calm down, and when i mean calm down i mean blasting a fucking Touhou song at 2am.

Of course she sang along, what a N E R D.

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when is the next episode gonna start? also where is everyone?

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forum went cold lol

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Please be patient. We agree ahead of time who'll be GMing each episode and it sometimes takes a couple days before they're ready.

When it's ready. Plus, instead of clogging the posts here, you could create a discord account and join in a TTS discord server. Sure, you don't have to, but it's better than ask when the next episode.

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sorry! im uncomfy making a discord! sorry for clogging it up too..

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Season 8, Episode 20: The Tropers Jingle Your Bells, Baby!

('Twas a few days before Christmas, and all through the apartment, not a creature was stirring, not even a-Okay, well, there's Chey, who was the first person awake in the morning, or so she thought. Anyway, she was already dressed in a Eevee sweater and slacks, checking the weather on the family computer, she sees something that gave her a shock.)
"SMEGGING HECK! 87 DEGREES FAHRENHEIT ON CHRISTMAS DAY?! Man, we might as well head to the beach and have a cookout after eating breakfast and opening presents... Smeg! There's a lot to smegging do!"
(Chey then pulls out her megaphone and yells...)
"ALRIGHT, SMEGHEADS! WAKE THE SMEG UP! WE GOT A LOT TO DO THROUGHOUT THE NEXT FEW DAYS!"

"My light shall be the moon, and my path the ocean, my guide the morning star as I sail home to you...."

And once again, Xabby gets jump by loud noises when she sleeping in her bed. She then goes out of her room to where Chey is at. Chey, I respected you and all, but you don't have to use a megaphone for this. So, what are we doing?

Edited by Xabbynip09 on Dec 21st 2021 at 4:37:39 AM

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Tropes enters the main room.

"87 degrees? Why, that's only 13 degrees below 100 degrees, the boiling point for water!"

"That's Celcius, Tropes. We use Rankine here."

and the public won't dwell on my transmission cause it wasn't televised.

"Ohhh. What's 87 degrees in rankine?"