(Chey, thinking David Dixon is Ford, shoves him out of the way.)
"Leave Ford alone, you smeghead!"
(Cue canned laughter.)
"Alright, now where's Coleberry!?"
"Down there!" Neil calls, pointing to an extra-reinforced steel trapdoor.
"That must be where he's keeping everyone, too. I assume you tropers have some weapons to get in..."
He checks the door again.
"...wait, a second, it's not even locked."
Edited by TropesForever on Feb 23rd 2019 at 9:55:54 PM
thebeatles.com/careers"Oh, okay." Puma jumps down. "Maurice! Mimes?"
Puma keeps calling their names a few more times, then stops and facepalms. "They can't call back."
Very good kitty"...in English! I know what to do!"
Puma puts his hand up to his forehead and looks around, then points forward, then pretends to be holding invisible bars. Where are you trapped? Then he stops and waits.
Suddenly, he gasps with delight.
"They answered! They're speaking in mime, so you can't hear them, but they're down this way!"
Puma continues through the doorway.
Very good kitty"Son. Of. A. B... b... baguette."
"What do you want with us, mime-napper?"
Edited by DrNoPuma on Feb 23rd 2019 at 4:38:13 AM
Very good kittyColeberry is weakened significantly by Tales' ray, but manages to barely hold onto consciousness.
That's Lord Arthur to you, Fauntleroy. Oh, and Neil...
He gestures over to a couple of figures in a cage, who look similar to Neil.
This'll teach you to switch allegiances so easily.
He begins to pull the trigger on his gun, when suddenly...
Edited by TropesForever on Feb 23rd 2019 at 7:46:55 PM
thebeatles.com/careers"EXTERMINATE!"
(Chey shoots Coleberry with her gunstick.)

"Shuddup, Dixie." She says, shooting a Handcannon at his direction, the bullet whizzing over his head.
Here I'm alive, Everything all of the time...Here I'm alive, Everything all of the time...