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Post by observer on Sept 15, 2012 23:48:47 GMT -4
"Huh? Where am I...What do you mean 'We'?" Bob asked, looking around in surprise at his change in surroundings.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Sept 15, 2012 23:55:16 GMT -4
"Have you ever watched a cartoon, my dear sir? Do you know what most of them have? A VILLIAN."
Light filled the room, and an assortment of familiar and unfamilar faces appeared. Those that were familiar were decidedly nasty. Dick Dastardly, Boris and Natasha, Dr. Claw, and many others. A horned figure stepped forward.
"They call me THE Bad. King of the baddies. Welcome to my home." --- "Great. Just great. Now what." Hugo said, flapping his arms to his side in frustration.
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Post by observer on Sept 16, 2012 0:03:54 GMT -4
"Oh boy..." Bob sad, looking around at all the villains in surprise. This group was the last toons Bob wanted to be stuck with. --- "Leave me alone!" A small voice said. Turning around Bob saw a small fairy flying out of the woods, followed shortly by a couple of mangy looking toon wolves. The fairy wasn't watching where she was going and crashed into Hugo, knocking herself out as she started falling to his feet.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Sept 16, 2012 0:15:02 GMT -4
"So, You like to investigate things, we've been told." The Bad said as he approached Bob. --- "Hey! Get out of here, you animals." Hugo said as he waved his arms at the wolves.
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Post by observer on Sept 16, 2012 0:26:21 GMT -4
"A little." He said, trying to keep his nerves in check. "Why is that any interest of yours?" --- The wolves growled at him, but didn't aproach him. It seemed they were like any animal from home, cautious of people. Soon the wolves ran off back into the forest.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Sept 16, 2012 10:34:37 GMT -4
"I'd have thought it would have been obvious to a person such as yourself. We baddies are always "recruiting"as it were, and a toon with a skillset such as yours would be useful indeed." he said. the others nodded or chuckled. --- Hugo bent down and scooped up the small creature who had crashed into him. "Hello, are you alright?"
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Post by observer on Sept 16, 2012 12:32:24 GMT -4
"Like I'd willingly join you guys." Bob said, taking a step back. --- She was dressed in a skirt made out of a violet and a small red leaf wrapped around her torso. "Oooohhh...Huh?" She said, looking up to see Hugo's face. "Ah! Don't eat me!" She yelled, throwing her hands up in defense and tossing some dust at Hugo.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Sept 16, 2012 15:33:44 GMT -4
"Oh, we don't need your permission. Bring out the Toonifier." he said. Boris and Natasha ran off, muttering in fake Russian as they went. When they returned, they had what looked like a large plastic super soaker. --- "Ack!" he said, dropping the fairy, who seemingly caught herself and began to flutter. "Achoo!" he sneezed.
"What was that for?"
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Post by observer on Sept 16, 2012 15:41:57 GMT -4
Bob's eyes darted around, looking for an exit to run too. He couldn't afford to let the knowledge he had of the mansion, as well as the archives of information him and his friends had aquired, fall into such evil hands. --- "Huh? You mean you weren't going to eat me?" She asked, looking at Hugo in confusion.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Sept 16, 2012 15:45:07 GMT -4
"We sealed the room prior to your arrival. Mr. Blob, would you restrain our guest." The Bad said. The creature that had grabbed Bob slid over, revealing a mass of ooze that could shape itself into anything. Tendrils shot out from it, dragging a chair up to Bob, forcing him to sit, and tying him to the chair. --- "No." he said with another sneeze. "I wouldn't eat you. I am not even hungry anyway."
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Post by observer on Sept 16, 2012 15:52:15 GMT -4
Bob struggled uselessly against his bonds. "Nnngghh, what makes you think I'll help you even if I'm made a toon?" Bob asked, trying to remember one of the few trainning classes he'd had trouble in. --- "Oops...Sorry." She said, looking embarressed. "I'm Leela. Who are you?" She asked, fluttering up to Hugo's face.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Sept 16, 2012 19:52:49 GMT -4
"While you have a say over your actions as a human, that is less than the case when one becomes a toon. We can make you into anything we want, and you will eventually succumb to your new nature, and we are nothing if not patient." --- "My name is Hugo. What are you?" he said as he looked her over.
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Post by observer on Sept 17, 2012 11:23:06 GMT -4
Bob gulped as he looked at the super soaker, worried about what might be realesed from within him. "What makes you think you'll even be able to control whatever you release?" He asked, knowing there were some things out there that couldn't be controlled. --- "A fairy of course." She said, noticing the skin on Hugo's face was looking lighter. "A garden fairy to be more precise. What are you?"
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Sept 17, 2012 11:28:58 GMT -4
"We've used this device on many like yourself. We wait and snag the prospective character, then toon them into oblivion. They never miss their old lives. Just ask Mr. Blob." he said with a grin. --- "Oh, uh, Well, not sure what your kind would call me, but I am a human. Not quite a normal human, but human none the less."
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Post by observer on Sept 17, 2012 11:39:50 GMT -4
Bob looked over to the blob worriedly. He could end up a simple minded creature like the one before him...But he also knew of at least one creature he'd come across that could barely be contained, let alone controlled. He hoped he didn't end up that destructive, as he turned his focus to trying to get free. --- "You look different from the human's I've seen walking through the forest." She said, fluttering around him. "Not quite as colorful."
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