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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Oct 5, 2010 23:36:24 GMT -4
There stood a very fat female clown. She giggled and extended her hand for a shake.
"Hi there! I'm Dolly"
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Post by Ebak on Oct 5, 2010 23:40:03 GMT -4
I take her hand and shake it "Ebak, nice to meet you"
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Oct 5, 2010 23:47:13 GMT -4
"Well, Ebak...welcome to Clowntopia" she said with a loud fart.
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Post by Ebak on Oct 5, 2010 23:56:46 GMT -4
I frown at her fart "Uh..thanks"
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Oct 6, 2010 0:12:18 GMT -4
"Whatsamatta?" she asked with a giggle.
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Post by Ebak on Oct 6, 2010 0:13:05 GMT -4
"You...well..farted...where I come from its not a polite thing"
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Oct 6, 2010 0:17:54 GMT -4
"Oh. Yes. I am sorry" She said. "Let me make it up to you!" she giggled.
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Post by Ebak on Oct 6, 2010 0:22:10 GMT -4
"Oh?" I ask?
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Oct 6, 2010 0:32:49 GMT -4
"Care for a bite to eat?" she asked with a big grin.
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Post by Ebak on Oct 6, 2010 0:33:35 GMT -4
I nod "I am a bit hungry..."
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Oct 6, 2010 1:09:10 GMT -4
"Excellent. I know the perfect place!" she giggled with a burp, which she promptly said "excuse me"
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Post by Ebak on Oct 6, 2010 1:21:14 GMT -4
I roll my eyes and follow her.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Oct 6, 2010 1:25:40 GMT -4
As you walked with her, she lead you down several streets until you arrived at one that looked dingy and forgotten. The sign nearby read "Slob Alley"
As you ventured forth into the area, a Hobo clown stuck out a can
"Spare some change?" he wheezed.
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Post by Ebak on Oct 6, 2010 1:27:41 GMT -4
I take out my wallet and drop a dollar in the can before following her inside.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Oct 6, 2010 1:30:25 GMT -4
He looks at it strangly, and then smiles as moments later it turns into clown currency.
"I'm rich!" he screamed happily.
The alley was gross, and felt almost slimey as you walked through it. People were eating out of garbage cans, and smelling awful, as if no showers were allowed.
Suddenly the girl stopped and reached a cafe...one that had a sign reading "Greasy's Cafe"
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