Just a Mettaur
"Here you go!" says Bluethorn, handing two apples to Puma. He then gently scritches Smooth Boi behind the ears. "I'm up for stopping anywhere," he tells Taco.
A great Mascot Mook.
Klonoa, Dream Traveller
Smooth Boi purrs and nuzzles Bluethorn. "Thank you!" says Puma as he starts searching through his suitcase.
Edited by DrNoPuma on Feb 17th 2020 at 7:43:45 AM
Still hoping for Klonoa to get a new game... or a movie like this
the cake is an alternative fact
"Ooh, I wanna go to the world's largest rubber band ball!"
she magnificent my bastard till i complete on her monster
Well, it’s a badger, that’s for sure
"Good choice Puma, it happens to be right here!"
Taco points to the right, where the large, shadowy, looming amusement park, every child's favorite, the Definitely-Not-An-Evil-Deathtrap-Filled-Amusement-Park.
Taco parks under a spotlight with a sign reading "X6".
"Alright gang, remember where we parked," Taco says, as he retracts the key, allowing the car to roar to a demise, before he gets out, starting a walk toward the park.
Huzzah
my current job
Man, for a beat-up old minivan, this thing can really drive. Seems like we just left like, 15 minutes ago, and we've already arrived at Ominous-Name-Whatsitcalled Park. I'll have to speak to your mechanic sometime, Taco. Wm muses out loud.
He then gets out of the car and, true to his word, starts aimlessly wandering the parking lot.
The possum is a potential perpetrator; he did place possum poo in the plum pot.
Well, it’s a badger, that’s for sure
"Oh he's just great, you've gotta meet him."
Huzzah
Klonoa, Dream Traveller
"Is it Tropes?"
Still hoping for Klonoa to get a new game... or a movie like this
Professional Professionalist
Waiting at the entrance of the amusement park is someone in a reindeer mascot costume peddling overpriced merchandise.
“Howdy, boys and girls! Welcome to Definitely-Not-An-Evil-Deathtrap-Filled-Amusement-Park! I’m your host, Ricky Reindeer! Would you like to purchase some products?”
"Don't cry because it's over, cry because it happened."
dork: silent assassin
"I would like to purchase some products." stated Fury, wallet in hand, as he approached the vendor from behind.
Lovepilled and Hopemaxxing
Just a Mettaur
"Ooh, what have you got?" Bluethorn asks Ricky.
A great Mascot Mook.
Oh Captain!~
"I'd like to purchase some products!" shouts Custard, who was actually smuggling herself in a suitcase this whole time. "Like to stretch my legs, too... and my back... and the rest of my body... ow..."
Hey how you doing well I'm doing just fine I lied I'm dying inside
my current job
Wm, upon seeing the grotesquely overpriced desk fillers that this park calls merchandise, decides to have some fun with Ricky. He walks up to Ricky, looks them dead in the eye, and asks, completely deadpan...
How much for the park?
The possum is a potential perpetrator; he did place possum poo in the plum pot.
Professional Professionalist
“Well you see, we’ve got t-shirts, only $59.99! Ricky plush, only $79.99! What a bargain- heh?”
He freezes and stares. “The whole park? It’s ah, it’s priceless. You can’t buy it. I can’t sell it to you, I’m just a minimum wage paid teenager.”
"Don't cry because it's over, cry because it happened."
dork: silent assassin
"The plushies are cute. I'll take ten. And your costume, too."
Fury produces nine hundred dollars worth of cash out of his wallet. Some of the bills are stained with something... red. Definitely not blood. No siree.
Lovepilled and Hopemaxxing
Well, it’s a badger, that’s for sure
Taco walks up behind Wm. “Nonsense! I’m sure we can figure out something!” he retorts to the teenage clerk.
Huzzah
Professional Professionalist
Ricky takes the bloodstained money and hands a bag of stuffed reindeer. “Definitely-Not-An-Evil-Deathtrap-Filled-Amusement-Park is not liable for any deaths or injuries caused by its products blah blah enjoy please come again.”
He turns around. “You. I can’t sell you the park, dude. You’ll have to ask Boss.”
"Don't cry because it's over, cry because it happened."
Well, it’s a badger, that’s for sure
“Well, where’s Boss?”
Huzzah
my current job
Presumably in an office complex onsite, my guess.
The possum is a potential perpetrator; he did place possum poo in the plum pot.
dork: silent assassin
"I want your costume too." insisted Fury, drawing another $100 dollar bill from his way too thin wallet. This one is partially torn and smells like bleach.
Edited by ArmoredFury on Feb 17th 2020 at 9:01:54 PM
Lovepilled and Hopemaxxing
Klonoa, Dream Traveller
"Do you have any cat accessories?" says Puma, holding up his cat. Smooth Boi meows.
Still hoping for Klonoa to get a new game... or a movie like this
Not Sherlock Holmes
“Hold on. I recall, in a life long past, that we need to attach a rocket engine to the car to make it go fast.”
“Now! Let us engage in the art of deduction!”
Well, it’s a badger, that’s for sure
“Quiet specter. We’re not driving right now.”
Huzzah
Professional Professionalist
“I have a $129.99 cat collar for cats. Very good bargain. And no! I cannot sell my costume! I mean, what costume? I am really an anthropomorphic cartoon reindeer character.....”
Ricky buries his face in his arms and starts sobbing.
"Don't cry because it's over, cry because it happened."
my current job
Wm, suddenly in a sympathetic mood, turns to Taco and says...
Y'know, I think we've hassled the poor guy long enough. How 'bout we go looking for Boss ourselves?
The possum is a potential perpetrator; he did place possum poo in the plum pot.
At this, Wm interjects:
I don't care where we stop, just so long as I can wander around there.
He then goes back to listening to Tales.
The possum is a potential perpetrator; he did place possum poo in the plum pot.