"Good luck, Tropes and Avey. I'm sorry this ball didn't go the way you planned it..."
Puma turns around and picks up his wooden plank again, smacking it in his palm. "Now, about Coleberry..."
Very good kitty"Mur-der! Mur-der! Mur-der!" She cheered, clapping with every syllable.
Here I'm alive, Everything all of the time...Here I'm alive, Everything all of the time..."I'm feeling awfully trigger-happy tonight! FOR AVEYOND!!!"
"My light shall be the moon, and my path the ocean, my guide the morning star as I sail home to you....""Wheeeeee!" She levitates in the air, following the other Tropers while holding a spiked metal bat in hand.
Here I'm alive, Everything all of the time...Here I'm alive, Everything all of the time..."ALRIGHT! WHERE THE SMEGGING SMEG IS THIS SMEGGING SMEGHEAD?!"
(Chey begins rapidly firing her gunstick.)
"FOR AVEYOND!"
Puma pulls out a potion and drinks it, turning into his werecat form yet again. However, unlike the typical werewolf trope where he grows big and muscular and rips his clothes, Puma grows just big enough for his suit to still fit. He looks at his arms and purrs.
"Hmm, not bad."
Edited by DrNoPuma on Feb 21st 2019 at 10:57:33 AM
Very good kitty"His mansion! Don't worry, I found it on Google Maps! This way!"
Taco leads the charge to Coleberry's.
As he runs through town, a few people join in the run, including famed ex-bowler David Dixon, and the part-time rapper-part-time-barista-part-time-FBI-agent, Gangrenous F, joined in, with his invitation to the ball in hand.
And angler fish rolls behind them, trying his best to keep up.
Huzzah"Aw crap, we didnt bring any ordinance!" She turned to the crowd. "Did anyone bring any heavy explosives? We might need a couple of knee mortars!"
Here I'm alive, Everything all of the time...Here I'm alive, Everything all of the time...Gangrenous F fiddles through his pockets. Er, not sure how the government'll look at that. It'd probably be better to just tear through it as an angry mob.
The angler fish rolls through. "I only have a few mortars, so I doubt that would be any help..."
Edited by TacoBadger on Feb 21st 2019 at 10:19:54 AM
Huzzah"We're gonna wreck this guy's place, so anything would help!" She pulls out her shoulder mounted quad rocket pod from out of nowhere, pointing it at the mansion. "Let's blow this thing to pieces!" A few rockets were fired, letting out an ear piercing sound.
Here I'm alive, Everything all of the time...Here I'm alive, Everything all of the time...

(Tales asks for “escort to the Tropesberg Hospital” in very poor French. He eventually gives up and just takes a plane. It conveniently lands at the ball.... in fact, it crashed through the roof.)
“Now! Let us engage in the art of deduction!”