"Green is not a creative color."
Trouble Cube continues to be a general-purpose forum for those who desire such a thing.Garrett: Isn't green the color of money? And didn't Robin Hood steal from the rich?
Wherefore comest thou here?"Yeah, but like. Green's tacky as hell. If I'm ever caught wearing green, you have full permission to blow me up into tiny little pieces. Even if it's Saint Patty's.
and the public won't dwell on my transmission cause it wasn't televised.(Robin was trying to assemble a crib for the Togepi.)
"Hey, what color should I paint this?"
"Green. Hey, isn't anyone curious about my Snorlax?"
she magnificent my bastard till i complete on her monster"Yeah, why do you have an emotional support Snorlax? Also, which shade of green? Spinach green, seafoam green, or chartreuse green?"
(Robin then pulls out some color samples.)
I smirk. "Snorlax green."
"Anyways," I lean against Snorlax dramatically. "The reason is... ough... rather embarrassing...
"So quick life update: I've been going to therapy." The Canned Laughter Machine gasps and screams at this reveal.
"....Jeez, way to make a guy feel normal. Anyways... Christ. So the other day I sent him a 'get well soon' d*ck pic, so I guess you could say the therapy is working. Anyways, tangent LOL, I was telling him about my, ahem, you know... 'problems', and he recommended I get an emotional support Snorlax, y'know, to help deal with them."
I do not, nor have I ever, given any indication of what the "problems" are.
she magnificent my bastard till i complete on her monster"Problems? Oh, Lux, I am so sorry... I am quite pleased to hear that you're getting help! Seeking therapy following all of the trauma Maurice and I went through during the, erm, adventures we've all been on in the past was the best decision we've ever made."
(Robin then pulls out a can of Snorlax green paint, cracks it open, and starts painting the crib. Meanwhile, the Togepi was sitting on the couch and doing some channel surfing. At this point, it's nothing but late-night talk shows and reruns.)
"No, i argue you can do a lot more with green, since "green" covers a pretty big spec-"
He hears what Lux said, and the mood whiplash was so hard, Cassie could hear a window breaking outside.
"A. A d*ck pic!? why did my mouth make that noise- Lux. Lux, I...dunno if it's going well when you posted a d*ck pic oh- again? the other day. Like. That sounds REALLY passive-aggresive given that it's supposed to be a "get well soon" picture..."
Edited by SomeLibre on Aug 1st 2023 at 1:04:06 AM
Cassie | he/they | But will it stop the pain forever? / I just can't be sure"Huh....? What do you mean? What's wrong with sending a d*ck pic?"
I hold my phone up for Cassie. It's an image of a cute duck with the words "wishing you a quacking good recovery" in impact font
she magnificent my bastard till i complete on her monster"...oh god, what the fuck was i on, i, i..."
Cassie clutches his head in horror, and curls up on the floor.
"...fuck, i'm so sorry, again."
Cassie | he/they | But will it stop the pain forever? / I just can't be sureI tilt my head in confusion.
she magnificent my bastard till i complete on her monster"I thought...you sent him a pic of a fat, fucking...p...p-...ppp-"
Cassie | he/they | But will it stop the pain forever? / I just can't be sure"A what?"
I raise my eyebrow slowly.
she magnificent my bastard till i complete on her monster"A fat what?!"
(Robin drops his paint brush into the can so hard, that some paint splashes on his pants.)
"GODDAMN IT! I just bought these sodding things too."
(Togepi overhears this and giggles. Robin is embarrassed.)
"You idiots. He means a fat p**sy. Like this one."
Knife shows everyone a picture of a very fat cat.
and the public won't dwell on my transmission cause it wasn't televised."Whoa! A kity!"
Trouble Cube continues to be a general-purpose forum for those who desire such a thing."...yeah, yeah, that."
Cassie's not gonna have his ass beaten to bits for dunking his entire head into the gutter.
Cassie | he/they | But will it stop the pain forever? / I just can't be sureGarrett:That cat is beeeeeeg! It's so fat that when it walks, the ground cracks.
Edited by Heehee47 on Aug 1st 2023 at 7:32:26 AM
Wherefore comest thou here?"You wanna see a bigger cat?"
and the public won't dwell on my transmission cause it wasn't televised.Knife smiles, and begins dialing on their phone. "Hello, Tropesberg Zoo?"
and the public won't dwell on my transmission cause it wasn't televised."You'd have better luck calling them in the morning."
(Robin yawns.)
"Well, I'm taking the sofa once I get Togepi tucked in."
(Togepi was still fiddling with the TV and flipping through all the channels. When he reaches a channel that the Tropers didn't get on their package, he gets scared by the pop-up message saying that this certain channel is not authorized and to call a number.)
"PIIIIIIIII!"
(Robin quickly picks Togepi up.)
"Okay, little buddy, that's enough television for one night."
(We then switch to the TV's point of view as Robin then picks the remote up and turns the TV off, thus ending the scene.)
The next morning...
(Morning had broken up on Tropesburg. The sun was out and slowly but surely drying up the big puddles accumulated from last night's storm. Also out were the birds flying around and singing their sweet songs and the citizens of Tropesburg all going off to work, errands, and school, ready to begin a new day.
Back at Sunflora Apartments however, the day starts off with Maurice looking for Robin.)
"Robin? Where are you?"
(A knock on the door. Maurice rushes over to it and opens it.)
"Momo?"
(Maurice's girlfriend Momo smiles brightly.)
"Good morning, Mo!"
(Maurice wraps his arms around Momo.)
"Good morning. I can't find Robin. He didn't come home at a-ohhh, right. I have custard for brains."
(Cue canned laughter.)
"Oh, no, you don't. Where is Robin?"
"He spent the night over at the Tropers' place. We found a Togepi at a bus stop on the way home and brought it back with us last night."
"Ohhh. Awwww! You two are heroes."
(Momo then kisses Maurice, who proceeds to blush profusely. This tender moment was cut short by the arrival of Robin.)
"There you are, Robin!"
"Not now, no time to waste! Hi, Momo. Anyway, Maurice, does Torgo Towers have a Xerox?"
" It's in Torgo's off-"
"Crap. I'll go pester Sonny to let me use his to make copies of this flyer I made then pass and tack these around town."
(Maurice then goes over to the calendar, today's date having been circled with "MEETING WITH ADVERTISING AGENCY" written inside the circle and winces....)
"Never been any worse timing..."
"Are you okay, darling?"
"Y-yeah. Hey, Rob?"
"What?"
"I don't think I'll be able to participate in the search for whoever raises that Togepi. Remember that meeting Torgo has scheduled to have with that advertising agency? It's today. We can't afford to miss it."
"I forgot about that. And I have to be there too, don't I?"
"We'll be doing a video conference call so Slenderman and the Babadook can join in. Slendy was scared of scaring the ad agents and Baba's still exhausted from acting in last night's Shakespeare performance. I'll get Mr. Torgo to text you the invite link."
"Okay! Well, I need to go."
(Robin then rushes out. Some time later, he kicks the Tropers' door down and comes in holding a stack of flyers. Sonny was running behind him.)
"HEY, COME BACK HERE! THE COST OF THAT TONER IS GOING IN NEXT MONTH'S RENT ALONG WITH THAT DAMN DOOR THAT I JUST HAD FIXED!!!"
(Sonny chases Robin all the way into the bathroom, where Robin was quick enough to rush out and slam the door. Sonny pounds on the door)
"HEY, LEMME OUTTA HERE!!! What the-HEY, THIS DOORKNOB IS JAMMED!!!"
(The doorknob rattles. More pounds to the door. Cue canned laughter. Robin sighs and then goes into the kitchen to start cooking breakfast. Togepi is already in a high chair and waving his little limbs around, waiting for his first meal of the day.)
Edited by EeveeGirlChey on Aug 3rd 2023 at 9:12:59 AM
"My light shall be the moon, and my path the ocean, my guide the morning star as I sail home to you...."
"Robin Hood is a fucked up guy when you think about it. Wears green, for one. Doesn't like rich people, somehow. Wears green."
and the public won't dwell on my transmission cause it wasn't televised.