Not Sherlock Holmes
“That was different! You don’t know crap about real love: you’re an alcoholic, lecherous sleazeball!”
“Now! Let us engage in the art of deduction!”
Not stupid or expendable.
(Chey then hears the noise.)
"What the smeg?"
(Chey and Ford then go out of the room and see what's currently happening.)
"What the smeg's going on?"
Edited by EeveeGirlChey on Feb 17th 2019 at 11:51:55 AM
"My light shall be the moon, and my path the ocean, my guide the morning star as I sail home to you...."
Not Sherlock Holmes
“Oh hey, Chey. I’m just beating up this SKEEZY EXCUSE FOR A FATHER for turning my daughter into a bug!”
“Now! Let us engage in the art of deduction!”
Well, it’s a badger, that’s for sure
“He just called me an alcoholic, lecherous sleazeball. And I think that’s just terrible.”
Huzzah
Tropes gets up from the table.
"Alright, everyone return everyone else's daughter and undo any transformations and we'll be fine. Okay?"
Not stupid or expendable.
"Oh, Taco.... You are an alcoholic, lecherous sleazeball!"
(Cue canned laughter)
"Now just listen to Tropes."
Edited by EeveeGirlChey on Feb 17th 2019 at 11:57:22 AM
"My light shall be the moon, and my path the ocean, my guide the morning star as I sail home to you...."
Well, it’s a badger, that’s for sure
Taco slowly removes the earwig from his pocket, and lays it on the floor, before laying down on the couch.
“I don’t have the tech to turn one thing into another. Be my guest, Tales.”
Huzzah
Not Sherlock Holmes
(Tales grabs a ray gun and zaps Five with it, turning her back to normal. Unfortunately, she was still in Taco’s pocket at the time, and she pratfalls onto the ground.)
“Sorry, Five! You OK? Don’t worry, you’re free from that no good mouse man’s grasp...”
“Now! Let us engage in the art of deduction!”
Well, it’s a badger, that’s for sure
Actually, The earwig becomes some weird, large, hairy man.
Where am I? What am I?
He runs out.
“What kind of sleazeball turns a kid into an earwig, Tales?”
Huzzah
Not Sherlock Holmes
“Oh my god, I hate you.”
“Now! Let us engage in the art of deduction!”
Meito Anizawa, Anime Tenchou
"So this was just a trick all along? Should have known..."
"Leftover items still have value!"
Puma has standing there in the background the whole time.
"My bugs," he whispers upon the mention of an earwig.
No "Bowser's Fury" questions please. I haven't played it yet.
Well, it’s a badger, that’s for sure
“Of course it was. Because what kind of monster turns a little girl into something without her or her parent’s consent? Even an alcoholic, lecherous sleazeball wouldn’t do that.”
Huzzah
Not Sherlock Holmes
“Yes, yes, I get It, Taco, what I did to Taco Jr was wrong, now stop being such an arrogant prick about it.”
“Now! Let us engage in the art of deduction!”
Your local Princess!
"Um...are we good now? We got a ball to plan, I think. Do we even know when we're having it? Also, nice suit Zan!"
"Hmmm...how about we have it at the abandoned mime factory?"
Well, it’s a badger, that’s for sure
“Never. Now, where can I find a good dress for this ball? Reckon I can get a nice one free for being Vice Mayor?”
Huzzah
Not stupid or expendable.
"Avie, what kind of dresses do you have? I forgot that I donated a lot of mine to the charity thirft shop."
"My light shall be the moon, and my path the ocean, my guide the morning star as I sail home to you...."
Meito Anizawa, Anime Tenchou
"Thanks! So, anyone know any good locations?"
"Leftover items still have value!"
Your local Princess!
"That sounds nice Tropes, but maybe spruce it up a bit so people won't get creeped out by the whole 'abandoned' thing. Also it depends on the theme we have Chey. But I'm bound to have something for you"
"Good idea, Aveyond."
Not stupid or expendable.
"Hey, do you have something with tons of lace and ruffles?"
"My light shall be the moon, and my path the ocean, my guide the morning star as I sail home to you...."
Your local Princess!
"I got you covered!"
Aveyond winks
"Let me suggest a few themes... Fairytale, Under The Sea, Costume, 50s, Sci-Fi..."
She trails on until someone stops her
"Hmmm...I think 50s sounds good! It'd be really nice, and with our town's budget we can't afford anything more recent than that anyway..."
Edited by TropesForever on Feb 18th 2019 at 4:54:46 AM
(Chey and Ford are in their room. Chey was looking in her closet for a dress before remembering..)
"My light shall be the moon, and my path the ocean, my guide the morning star as I sail home to you....""Oh, no! I forgot I donated some of my dresses to the local charity thrift shop!"