Post by Elexia on Jul 17, 2006 22:59:32 GMT -6
** The windy sounds of the beach... Toasty holds a meeting with his Dunes Council.
"Hmmm... I'm concerned about the Zuesholmes threat.." Toasty admitted, lost in thought. "Also, I'm obligated to inform you all that this meeting may be recorded in order to provide quality assistance. And, I'm a huge of fan of this video rock I found. I need an HD cable, but I haven't had the time to pick one up." The rabbits sniff at the air. Toasty blinks, watching them. "Yeah... that's a good point. I was almost about to get the wireless too. Non-wireless... stronger connection... Yes! That's the type of quality information I need! Great effort, Gary." The rabbit sniffs once more.
"Right right... yeah, that Zuesholmes... hmm.." A clicking from the smaller Damselfly... "Of course I've been training! I did just like Leonard suggested..!" Toasty arches a brow and searches his score of vermin. "Where is Leonard..?"
A shout echoes across the arid dunes, "HeLP mE oUT! sUBjb iTEMs, CAn i HVe? WOrM: O"
The beastmaster shook his head slowly. He reached into his bag and slipped out a melon juice. "Extra Curse Spheres... I want PT blood on these sands this week." He uncorked the bottle, took a sip and poured the rest into the sand sadly. They all shared a moment of silence.
An older fly perched beside the young Tarutaru, clicking and snapping. "Yeah.. I miss MPK too," Toasty lamented, leaning to pet the damselfly to assuage her.
Meanwhile, the rabbits had been conversing amongst themselves. The eldest rabbit stepped forward to present the findings; known as 'Barron Lead Foot' for his stern leadership and powerful 'Foot Kick' ability, he is a staple in teaching unweary adventurers that his cuddly brethren are not safe to solo when looking for parties. His sniffing and chewing were slow in his old age, but his charisma silenced even the flies.
Toasty nodded, "Yes.. you speak my mind like no other! I constructed the dummy... however, a safe approach is not easy to conduct. The Galka body is virtually impregnable. Long arms and tails protect them defensively. They are "large and incharge" just like you said..." he picked around in his bag some more, looking for items. "Barron, might I add, I processed the papers for you to be a NM, but the line is really long. It may take a while to even hear back about it... but.. here, check these out."
"Here's Roasty," explained the beastmaster, "He loves the fireplace. I put him in my jackcoat. It makes the demonstration more realistic, and, it keeps it from wrinkling when I'm not wearing it."
The small fly clicked once more. Toasty perked up, "Oh, yeah, that's my sphere for world domination. I love that big ass globe. I even took a picture of it. I highly recomend you get one. Here, check this out."
"The World is Yours, right? Right?" The taru smirked, excited. "Yeeeeah.. right in my mog house. Easy to install... kinda big but-OWwwW!" The elder rabbit removed his claws from Toasty's leg.
"Right right..." he winced, backpeddling a step away from the small monsterous beast. Noticing he may be showing weakness, he quickly stood up straight, pushing his chest out, flexing with the legendary dramatic pose #4. After easily regaining his alpha status, he revealed another picture.
"Behold..." Toasty framed with his fingers, "my greatest creation... The Zu-sholms."
The council stepped back amazed at the splendor. The smaller fly clicked again, excited.
"Yeah, I know, right?" Toasty laughed, "it DOES look just like him! I got the.. the.. face right, see? I didn't have a Scorpion Harness, so I used the next best thing."
"I tried numerous approaches however, and in all simulations.." Toasty kicked some sand, "Roasty lost every time!"
"But... that's the update." he shrugged. "Collaborate on this. I'll keep working on it.. ... If there are no more questions, I call this council meeting complete."
The small fly hopped up and clicked again. Toasty's eyes flashed with alarm! "[Holy] [Ship]! This thing better NOT be running on batteries!" He rushed quickly to the magicite... - Transmission ends.
"Hmmm... I'm concerned about the Zuesholmes threat.." Toasty admitted, lost in thought. "Also, I'm obligated to inform you all that this meeting may be recorded in order to provide quality assistance. And, I'm a huge of fan of this video rock I found. I need an HD cable, but I haven't had the time to pick one up." The rabbits sniff at the air. Toasty blinks, watching them. "Yeah... that's a good point. I was almost about to get the wireless too. Non-wireless... stronger connection... Yes! That's the type of quality information I need! Great effort, Gary." The rabbit sniffs once more.
"Right right... yeah, that Zuesholmes... hmm.." A clicking from the smaller Damselfly... "Of course I've been training! I did just like Leonard suggested..!" Toasty arches a brow and searches his score of vermin. "Where is Leonard..?"
A shout echoes across the arid dunes, "HeLP mE oUT! sUBjb iTEMs, CAn i HVe? WOrM: O"
The beastmaster shook his head slowly. He reached into his bag and slipped out a melon juice. "Extra Curse Spheres... I want PT blood on these sands this week." He uncorked the bottle, took a sip and poured the rest into the sand sadly. They all shared a moment of silence.
An older fly perched beside the young Tarutaru, clicking and snapping. "Yeah.. I miss MPK too," Toasty lamented, leaning to pet the damselfly to assuage her.
Meanwhile, the rabbits had been conversing amongst themselves. The eldest rabbit stepped forward to present the findings; known as 'Barron Lead Foot' for his stern leadership and powerful 'Foot Kick' ability, he is a staple in teaching unweary adventurers that his cuddly brethren are not safe to solo when looking for parties. His sniffing and chewing were slow in his old age, but his charisma silenced even the flies.
Toasty nodded, "Yes.. you speak my mind like no other! I constructed the dummy... however, a safe approach is not easy to conduct. The Galka body is virtually impregnable. Long arms and tails protect them defensively. They are "large and incharge" just like you said..." he picked around in his bag some more, looking for items. "Barron, might I add, I processed the papers for you to be a NM, but the line is really long. It may take a while to even hear back about it... but.. here, check these out."
"Here's Roasty," explained the beastmaster, "He loves the fireplace. I put him in my jackcoat. It makes the demonstration more realistic, and, it keeps it from wrinkling when I'm not wearing it."
The small fly clicked once more. Toasty perked up, "Oh, yeah, that's my sphere for world domination. I love that big ass globe. I even took a picture of it. I highly recomend you get one. Here, check this out."
"The World is Yours, right? Right?" The taru smirked, excited. "Yeeeeah.. right in my mog house. Easy to install... kinda big but-OWwwW!" The elder rabbit removed his claws from Toasty's leg.
"Right right..." he winced, backpeddling a step away from the small monsterous beast. Noticing he may be showing weakness, he quickly stood up straight, pushing his chest out, flexing with the legendary dramatic pose #4. After easily regaining his alpha status, he revealed another picture.
"Behold..." Toasty framed with his fingers, "my greatest creation... The Zu-sholms."
The council stepped back amazed at the splendor. The smaller fly clicked again, excited.
"Yeah, I know, right?" Toasty laughed, "it DOES look just like him! I got the.. the.. face right, see? I didn't have a Scorpion Harness, so I used the next best thing."
"I tried numerous approaches however, and in all simulations.." Toasty kicked some sand, "Roasty lost every time!"
"But... that's the update." he shrugged. "Collaborate on this. I'll keep working on it.. ... If there are no more questions, I call this council meeting complete."
The small fly hopped up and clicked again. Toasty's eyes flashed with alarm! "[Holy] [Ship]! This thing better NOT be running on batteries!" He rushed quickly to the magicite... - Transmission ends.