Tropers: The Series

"I mean, you can get certain objects from the book and return with it to the real world. But don't grab anything that's extremely relevant to the story. The story goes upside down in that case. For non-fiction books however, may have dire consequences".

Edited by Aveyond on Jan 21st 2019 at 2:58:16 AM

"Okay, then!" She grabs Aveyond's hand.

"I must have that power for myself...huhuhu..." She muttered.

"Oh, so if we grab the wrong thing we might end up accidentally rewriting actual, real-life history or something? Alright, I'll keep that in mind"

Edited by Zanreo on Jan 20th 2019 at 6:07:52 PM

It seems everyone is in agreement. They'll head into the book pronto! Not one to be left out, Junon held onto Aveyond. Aveyond warned the group not to interfere too much, lest they could change history too much. Sound advice for Junon, but the others aren't as savvy, though. They may do something foolish in 5 pages into the chapter.

“Oh I don’t think it’ll do that. This is historical fiction-y. Meaning, it’s based on the real thing, but the main character’s fictional. So, you know, we shouldn’t have any consequences on the time space continuum, and if we change the book, I can always get a new one.”

"Still though...free stuff! Think of all the things we could take with us for sale!" She suggested. "They might have a lot of worth for being antiques!"

(Let's just say Tropes is there but just wanders around. He still hasn't got internet. Sorry guys)

Aveyond closes her eyes and concentrates on her power.

"If anyone has any doubts you may let go now, if not, hold on tight"

Bob grabs someones hand.

"Oh boy."

Luckily, the story is fiction based on history. Still, that earlier advice will come in handy, though. Junon holds onto Bob's hand as she waits to be whisked into the story.

Once everyone is on, a fast movement is had around the Tropers. Their loungeroom disintegrated into white, before turning into somewhere in old Tropesburg

"Wow! Been a while since I've done that. I think you guys have been introducing me to far more adventures though.."

Edited by Aveyond on Jan 21st 2019 at 3:33:09 AM

And so the Tropers are sucked into the book itself. Junon takes in the sights as she sees old Tropesburg for the first time. It's so quaint and beautiful! It's even better than current-day Paris at this rate.

“Indeed, we have. Do you mind if I scouted ahead of the group?”

She whistled in amazement. "Wow...this place is nice!"

"Now...what to steal...what to steal..." she observed her surroundings, trying to see if there's any potentially valuable items for her to 'borrow'.

Surprisingly, despite it’s age, Tropesberg still looks like a pretty modern city.

The Tropers find themselves in the middle of a crowd of Tropesbergians, in front of a stage.

On the stage, a very old, skinny, large-white-bearded, man, is filing notecards, ready to give a speech.

"Wow..."

I take in the beauty of my surroundings

"It's so beautiful here!"

Edited by Aveyond on Jan 21st 2019 at 3:47:03 AM

"Yeah, sure is a nice place... hm, who's that guy up on stage?"

"Probably a politician. Look! There's even guards armed with muskets!" She pointed towards them.

"Daaaaang, this place is nice."

Apparently, Tropesburg was the same in the 19th century. Who the heck innovated this place up to 21st century standards? A brilliant genius? Despite these questions lingering in the back of Junon's mind, Four points out that the firearm technology is fitting for its time. In any case, Junon silently observes the politician for now.

One of the guards speaks out, “Ladies and gentlemen, General And Lord-Mayor Edison Tropesberg!”

The old man speaks up. “My friends... our wonderful nation has stood for generations... and I’ve been here to see it all. But now... I am sad to say that our colony is under attack. This new, larger nation, is threatening to put our culture in the blender! Which our good friend Samuel has just invented...”

“Either way! I will not force you to die for our nation. But I am old, and I cannot lead my men I into battle. So, I call upon someone else to lead... Higby Morris Langborne! Will you lead my army?”

The crowd turns to the Tropers. Taco speaks up. “I guess one of us is Higby Morris Langborne. Any volunteers?”

"I'll do it!" She raises her hand.

Edison Tropesberg gives the audience a boisterous speech regarding the existence of a larger nation who dares to encroach on the peaceful Tropesberg. He needs a Higby Morris Langborne to lead the group. It seems Four will be the Higby in this scenario, but every Higby needs an assistant as well, right. Thus, Junon also raises her hand.

“I'll help Higby out! Tropesburg needs a magician in their time of need, right?”

Edited by josh6243 on Jan 20th 2019 at 11:12:05 AM

"Ah...should we acquire some clothes? I feel as if more eyes are staring at us, and not because of Higby...

Also, if you need any help, I'm more than happy to oblige. Except I am rather weak when it comes to weaponry...What other characters have we become here?"

Edited by Aveyond on Jan 21st 2019 at 5:29:24 AM

"Yeah, we probably should. Maybe an extra uniform just to see how much they would be worth in mint condition! Oh, and firearms! I bet a few of them sell for thousands of dollars online!"

Edison notes Junon and Aveyond. “It brings a smile to my face to see my very own daughter and niece offering to help lead the charge. Consider yourselves Privates Kelly and Edna Tropesberg!”

Taco raises his hand. “I’ll go!”

“Thank you Mr. Anthill!”

“Oooh. I’m Jake T. Anthill! The saucy and inexplicably hairy demolitions expert...”

Several guards hand over antique weapons and uniforms to the Tropers.

Edited by TacoBadger on Jan 20th 2019 at 1:50:49 PM

For her firearms, Four was given an S&W Model 1 (the 3rd Issue in particular) and a Winchester Model 1873 due to her status in leading the army.

"Aw, nice! They look like they're in good shape too!"

The uniform fits her snugly, even though it doesnt seem to mesh with her blue-colored hair and it's style.

Edited by 4WD on Jan 22nd 2019 at 3:19:15 AM