I suddenly walk into the set and and ask "What in Avion's name and legacy is going on?"

"Listen up, Marina, because this is SUPER important. Whatever you do, don't eat th“ “DON'T EAT WHAT?! Your text box ran out of space!”

"We're hanging out in Paris. Doing the normal tourist stuff."

Playing then drops a bottle of Coca-Cola on the grass.

"Hey, doesn't Ben Franklin hang out here on occasion?"

"So he does! Wonder where he is."

Harper approaches one of the French Pratt clones. "Have you seen Ben Franklin recently?" they say in perfect French, with subtitles.

Data is imaginary. This burrito is real.

"Who are you people?!" Guy yells out drinking once more from his bottle, "I was missing for who knows how long and this is what you guys are doing now?"

I can do it. For the sake of my master and seonbae…

"Paris is soooooo lil cheek, tho."

“That’s what they all say” Guy says “I have loan a lot of money everywhere including here, and I have not payed all of them, but I think I’m safe here”

I can do it. For the sake of my master and seonbae…

“I mean, I have you guys, I have number” Guy laughs as he stands around.

I can do it. For the sake of my master and seonbae…

"Can I deep-fry crisp rat now?"

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Guy turns to them and says “Just fucking do anything, I don’t think anyone cares about what we do”

I can do it. For the sake of my master and seonbae…

"Nice." Sylvi grabs the nearest Chris Pratt and drags him in a random direction for a few steps before realizing it forgot where it put its frying cauldron. "... Dang it. You live this time, rat."

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And now, for something to keep the thread from constantly dying...

(Awake.)
"...where the smegging smeg am I? Wait a minute, where's Ford?"
(Chey gets up and looks around. She was... somewhere. It was a dark, spacious room.)
"Ford?"
(Chey then starts walking around while feeling around for something. She finds a light switch and flips it on, revealing a very cozy living room with a fireplace, a big bookshelf, and a comfy couch with lots of pillows and blankets.)
"The hell?"
(Chey throws the curtains back. It was snowing outside.)
"Damn, this looks like something out of a Hallmark movie! Now all it needs is a handsome man to sweep me off my-Wait a minute, I have one already and I need to find him! Hm, maybe after some tea."
(Chey then goes into the kitchen.)

---

(In a field of lavender plants, on a sunny day, Ford wakes up.)
"What the photon?"
(Ford takes a smell,)
"Hm, least I'm in a good smelling-"
(He sneezes.)
"Belgium, I knew I forgot my nasal spray this morning. Wait a minute... Chey? Chey, where are you?"
(Ford then starts walking through the fragrant purple fields.)

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

Playing tosses a Can at the Eiffel Tower.

Sylvi catches the can and throws it out the window. "Finally, I couldn't time my hits without a proper metronome!"

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Guy was busy digging around in a trash can as he watches the others do stuff, “So… Any idea where to go for this trip, away from the shady alleyways of course”

I can do it. For the sake of my master and seonbae…

((Wow, ooc here, but this thread has come to a screeching halt since my last visit.

YOHOHO!

Cabin

(Chey was getting comfortable in the living room. She was wrapped up in a quilt, sitting on the big couch, and sipping warm tea while watching the flames dance around in the fireplace.)
"Smegging heck, wherever I may be, I need to consider renting something like this for family getaways. I'll have to figure out sleeping arrangements for my friends though."
(Chey then takes another sip of her tea.)

(Outside, someone pulls up in a snowmobile. This person was all bundled up in winter clothing. They take a good look at the log cabin.)
"Ah. Well then,"
(The person gets off the snowmobile and carefully approaches the door. They knock.)

(Back inside, Chey is startled by the knock and spills a drop of her tea on the quilt.)
"Aw, damn it!"
(Chey then sits her tea on the side table, unwraps herself out of the quilt, and goes over to the door.)
"....wait, what if it's pizza delivery? Aw, now that would be extra far out."
(Chey then opens the door.)
"Hello!"
"Good day. Did you get a pepperoni pizza with extra cheese?"
"Huh?"
"Well, someone has bought you a pizza."
"Damn, pizza in a scenic, secluded winter cabin! Things just keep getting better."
"Ah, on the delivery notes, it reads 'Compliments of the head of programming at TropeNet'."
"TropeNet?! The last I ever spoke to them was when Ford and I decided to retire from all this world-saving superstar stuff."
"Well, it turns out they need you for something."
"Smeg! Can I eat my pizza first?"

Lavender fields

(Ford was wandering around the fields.)
"Chey? Chey, where the photon are you?! Oh, bugger, she's probably elsewhere..."
(The distant sound of whistling.)
"Hello?"
(Ford whips out his towel as someone starts approaching him, picking lavender along the way.)
"Whoever is here, just so you know, I was a zarking fighter!"
(The person gets closer to Ford, who screeches and holds his towel up.)
"THIS FLOWER FIELD IS PROTECTED BY FORD ZARKING PREFECT! DO YOU HEAR ME?!"
(The person laughs.)
"Now, come, Mr. Prefect. You wouldn't dare hit a woman, would you?"
(Ford lowers his towel and sees a woman with long, pink hair. She was wearing a long-sleeved floral print shirt, purple overalls, and a straw hat and holding a basket full of freshly picked lavender.)
"Who are you?"
"Yvonne. Yvonne Fenwick. Chairwoman and head of programming for TropeNet."
"TropeNet? What do you lot want? And where's my wife?"
"Come with me."
(Yvonne then takes Ford by the hand and they disappear out of the fields.)

TropeNet headquarters

(Yvonne and Ford magically appear in her big, spacious office. Sitting on the sectional couch eating pizza was...)
"Chey!"
"Oh, SMEG! There you are, Ford! (Ford rushes to Chey's side.)
"Are you okay?!"
"Aside from being a bit irritated about getting ripped away from the log cabin I was in, I'm fine. This pepperoni pizza's pretty tasty though!"
(Ford sits down beside Chey and takes a slice.)
"Alright, Yvonne. Now that you got us both here, what does the network want?"
"Well, do you remember Love & Cheese?"
"Yeah. The cheesiest soap opera ever, yet it still managed to win the middle aged ladies and bored young adults over and got a primetime repeat slot and a weekend omnibus slot in addition to its regular old daytime one."
"Well, uh, it hasn't been winning anyone over recently."
"What happened?"
"A soap on our biggest rival has been scooping Love & Cheese's viewer base and then some. Have you ever heard of a soap called The Flesh & The Fantasy?"
"No, I haven't."
(Yvonne claps her hands and a projection screen descends. She then procures a DVD from a drawer in her desk.)
"We managed to secure a copy of the show's sales reel for international broadcasters, so you'll get to see what we're up against."
(Yvonne puts on the DVD, presses play, and gets to putting her lavender in some vases.)

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

(The sales reel start off with the logo of TropeNet's rival TBT, Tropeland's Broadcast Television. It consists of their mascot, a sheep with rainbow-colored wool. Below is the caption "Tropesburg Broadcast Television proudly presents...")

"A sheep?"
"Yeah. Memorable in many ways and easily marketable. Plushies of the TBT sheep were a big trend back in the 2010s. In fact, a scandal broke out in which some plushies were sold for high prices on the black market. It resulted in a drug bust."

(After the sheep, Chey, Ford, and Yvonne were treated to a montage of various couples kissing and making out. A sultry female voice provides narration.)

ANNOUNCER: "It's hot,"

(We then see a montage of some male characters doing stuff with their shirts off, like cutting wood, swimming, and seducing a beautiful woman.)

ANNOUNCER: "It's sexy,"

(We then see a couple cuddling in bed.)
"Darling... You are such an amazing, beautiful human being."
"Oh, my love, this love, it feels so wrong! B-but I don't ever want it to feel right..."

(Chey covers her eyes.)
"WHAT THE HELL?! Is this a soap opera or a porno?"
"I'm afraid it gets more sordid from there."

(We now see a woman in a nice dress enter her home.)
WOMAN: "Ohhh, sweetie! Guess who got a big promotion at her job? ....hello?"
ANNOUNCER: "And it's ever so scandalous."
(The woman then opens the bedroom door and sees the couple from the previous scene in bed. She screams as she drops her rose.)
"W-WHY ARE YOU SLEEPING WITH MY MOTHER?!"

"Glad to see that After has found work."

(Cue the soap's title card, which is the title written in cursive with lipstick and a couple kiss marks.)
"The Flesh & The Fantasy, Tropeland's hottest soap opera."
(We then see a pan-over shot of the town square of the main setting.)
"Take an hour-long trip to beautiful Maritza Falls, where everyone strives and fights for power, fame, and glory. And they all yearn for love, passion, and pleasure."
"No, Harold, we are NOT selling our parts of Quartz Enterprises!"
"We're going to have to sell out at some point, Jonah."
"We promised Papa we would keep this company in our family. I will not sell out!"
"Oh, come now. Think of the money you'll have to support your wife and your upcoming child."
"Knowing you, you'll take all the money and spend it on drugs and-"

(Chey pauses the sales reel.)

Edited by EeveeGirlChey on Dec 13th 2022 at 1:51:58 PM

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

"I've seen enough. Does it get worse from there?"
"I'm afraid so, Mrs. Prefect. This soap thrives on as much sex, arguing, violence, and drama as they're allowed to cram in an hour five days a week. The storyline involving the poor girl finding out about her fiance's affair with her mother knocked that talk show Discussing Dames out in the ratings throughout the summer season one year. Another storyline in which a beloved supercouple lost their baby during childbirth due to complications won the writers and both actors awards."
(Chey and Ford are irked out.)
"I can't even imagine that. Our Delilah, she's two years old now, well, during the pregnancy, we had a scare."
"We had to take a bunch of our friends and two of Chey's other children there and she was in a great deal of stress. She started having contractions."
"I thought I was going into early labor. I was scared smegless. Thankfully, they turned out to be Braxton-Hicks contractions. Still, once in a blue moon, I would have nightmares in which I... I lost her."
(Ford puts his arm around Chey.)
"God, if something were to happen to any of my kids, I don't think I would want to live."
(Chey then pulls out a photo album from her bag and opens it to a certain page with a picture of Robin in it.)
"One of my twins. Robin. I made him and his brothers in a so-called cloning machine. It's just a loom, like the kind my race uses. They're still my kids regardless. He's been through a lot. Torture, imprisonment, a first love gone horribly wrong... They've all had therapy and they're all thriving. Robin and Maurice graduated from the Time Lord Academy and now, they share a TARDIS together. Maurice now works at Torgo Towers. As for their other two brothers, Barry is now a space cadet protecting the galaxy while Andy is teaching meditation and raising Mareeps. Still. I feel like it's partly my fault. I-I feel like I should've done a lot more to protect them."
(Tears fall down Chey's face as Ford pulls her close into his arms.)
"It's not your fault."
"I'm very, very sorry, Mrs. Prefect."
(Yvonne then waves her hand and makes a box of tissues appear. She sits the box down on the coffee table. Chey takes a tissue and blows her nose into it, then takes another one to dry her eyes with.)
"So, what's the plan?"
"Well, you see, we have this couple. A lovely pair named Nicholas and Diane,"
"Two cheesemakers doing the best they can."
"And people have been wanting them to propose and get married for a long time now. Recently, the proposal happened and we have been building up to this wedding for a long time. Unfortunately, their actors have abruptly left the show and their social media accounts have gone silent."
"What the smeg?"
"Did they even leave a note?"
"Well, a very short one explaining that they're gone on a trip and that they'll be back."
"Belgium."

Edited by EeveeGirlChey on Dec 13th 2022 at 1:52:44 PM

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

France??

Sylvi's trying to fry crisp rats again.

"Are we... doing something?

"Beats me."

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Guy was eating a snail off the ground as he turns to the other two “Should we be doing something?”

Edited by This on Dec 16th 2022 at 9:30:35 AM

I can do it. For the sake of my master and seonbae…

"Beats me x2 combo.

"We can do whatever we want forever.

"... that doesn't answer anything but aight."

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Freddy Fazbear's Pizzaplex

Burntrap, also known as William Afton, gets knocked backwards onto a security desk, knocking over a computer and some papers. As he's getting up, a large, hairy figure runs at him. Burntrap gets up just in time to start grappling with a werecat with a long beard. Puma has returned.

"YOU LIED TO ME!" Puma shouts in his best impression of Christian Bale's Batman. "YOU LIED! To think I used to help you and your stupid company back in Season 1! You said you just wanted to entertain children. You wanna know the truth? You're a monster, a coward, AND YOU'RE SHAGGY FROM SCOOBY-DOO!"

Puma grabs Burntrap by the chin and throws him to the ground. "You thought you could get away with harming more children, huh? Zoinks THIS!"

As Puma is beating up Burntrap, the security screen in front of him suddenly turns to static. Then it starts playing a news broadcast with the headline TROPERS GO TO FRANCE. BE VERY AFRAID. When Puma sees this, his jaw drops. He turns back into his human form, which also has a long beard.

"My gosh... the tropers. How long have I been away?"

Puma pulls out his cell phone and dials 1-800-CHAOSCHAOS.

Jevil opens a portal into the room.

"Jevil! Can you please teleport me to the tropers' location?"

"I can do anything!"

"Great! Also, can you send this guy to Annoying Song Jail?"

"Metamorphosis!"

Jevil snaps his fingers, and Burntrap falls through a portal into a jail cell where a speaker is playing "Baby Shark." Burntrap screams in agony as Jevil closes the portal.

Jevil and Puma go through the portal that Jevil came from.

Edited by DrNoPuma on Dec 18th 2022 at 8:41:44 AM

No "Bowser's Fury" questions please. I haven't played it yet.

The Chaos Dimension

Puma is floating with Jevil in Jevil's carousel battle arena.

"Chaos, chaos!'"

"What's that you say? If I ask you a favor, there's always a price? Oh, haha, I get it. Deal with the Jevil. Very funny. Well, you are not getting my soul, if that's what you're-"

"The true neo chaos!'"

"Oh! So, you're saying that all you want me to do is fight you? Well, okay then."

"Bye bye!'"

France

27 painful seconds later, Puma is thrown out a portal into France, landing face down. Puma gets up slowly. He is covered in ashes and bruises.

Puma looks at the camera. "Don't ask."

Puma gets up and shakes off the ashes.

"Ah, vive la France! Now, I wonder what crazy misadventure my friends are on right now..."

No "Bowser's Fury" questions please. I haven't played it yet.

"Hey guys," I enter France.

she magnificent my bastard till i complete on her monster

"Oh hey, guys, it's Lux 'Lux Clucks' Clucks, famous owner and operator of the Lux Clucks Lucky Cluck.

"... sure, I'll incorporate that into my belief system. Also I don't remember whether he uses his discord name in this context?"

Edited by wingedcatgirl on Feb 5th 2023 at 11:05:08 AM

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