Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-37629772-20190728101720/@comment-37629772-20200628010757

"And why can't we drink normal, plain old water when scrumptious tea is present? Eat normal, stale white bread instead of the simple, yet so elegant, sprinkles and butter-covered fairy bread? Play a normal game of the oh-so-boring chess when we could play biscuits and mushrooms, connect four doors and the oh-so-wacky, but dangerous pin the tail on Jabbarwocky?!"

It would seem that the already bat-shit bonkers Hatter has managed to reach a new level of mad when his scaly-skin-associate questioned his methods. He has a point when you get to the nitty-gritty of it. Why go with the boring, civilized route when you can experience the true meaning of merry madness that our favorite headwear maker loves so much!

"You could make being a mascot actor at Disney land as boring as being an accountant, you no-fun, boring-glum, fish-chum, scaley-bum killer of joy~!.......Now..."

Mr. Hatter had managed to get within his vehicle and poured himself and obsidian both a fine cup of tea, slightly tapping the rim of both in a dignified and sophisticated manner.

"I'll say this again!........Shall we~?"

MEANWHILE

After processing her short-sized debater & hater's rant to end all rants, A sort of job stood in place silently. The entirety of the ruins village fell under a disturbingly calm quiet.

And then......Clap.....Clap..Clap ClapClapClapClap CLAP!CLAP!CLAP!CLAP!CLAP!CLAP!

A was in tears, not due to the Dwarf's harsh words and punishing way, but because his fit of anger allowed him to deliver one of the best dialogue of utmost trash-talk A's eyes ever had the pleasure of hearing.

"T-hat *sniff*...WAS BEAUTIFUL!!! Tenoutoftenbestofthebestyousirdeserveanoscarforyourperformance!  Yue know what little man, you're right. From here on out my slave-trader ways are in the past! I'm a working-class cuck now! I will now proceed to pick up this rock and help rebuild your shitty little town!"

With that, A started to pick up pieces of rubble to rebuild the base of what appeared to be a tavern. She seemed more than happy to take the role of a simple construction site then the project manager in this situation, and so were her "Brothers". It wasn't long until the simple townsfolk decided to work alongside with the hellish hordes to construct a new town, a better town, a town for both man & beast to live in harmony.

".......Hey, can I ask you something?......"

Amidst all the hard work and planning, A decided to walk by the Gumball Gnome to say something she considered of great importance. Before the sugary midget's eyes, Alaxun's breast size decided to grow an extra two cups in front of his very eyes.

"Do these look like mosquito bites to you? You two millimeter tall fuck?!" A aggressively whispered.

MEANWHILE

An ear-shattering blast rippled through the air. If Davey still had the flesh on his head, he'd need a hearing aid from now on.

Luckily, despite being a walking bag of bones, his reflexes were fast enough to not only see the neon dot but also push his matey out of the way. A hot, wet sensation dripped down the side of Benji's face, flowing rivers of bright crimson were already starting to coagulate against his scales, turning them from a swamp green to a flaky dark red. An open wound was the result of the concrete-breaking projectile grazing his face, just far enough off its original target of Benji's thick but not invincible skull to not cause any serious damage. The most the boomer crocodile has to deal with is a nasty yet cool scar.

As Dave gathered his senses, got off his comrade, and looked towards the bullet's point of origin, he saw a faint shimmer and shine on top of one of the many Roofscrapers of the city. Davey Jones yelled "RUN!!!" as he pulled his reptilian friend to his feet and booked it to the cab.

MEANWHILE

'''"Now, Misses Uh..... Roxy Flannigan? is it?" '''Qhix questioned, eyeing Roxy from the tip of her eyes to the pads of her canine feet.

"Now Miss Flannigan, you are being charged with both the attempted sexual assault & normal assault of a working-class Formicidae, who was simply just trying to get resources for the Royal hive to expand and branch out its tourism industry. How do you plead?-"

"I OBJECT! My client has done nothing wrong!-" Vernatoth stepped in, coming to the defense of his furry client.

"Her actions almost cost 5 workers their lives!-"

"She was simply just trying to protect her home, well what was left of it. The demolition branch should've swept the building more precisely before going forward with material gathering!"

"They checked a dozen times, inside and out." Charles chimed in, tossing the paperwork on the stand for all to see.

"Had they actually done that, they would have noticed that someone was actually living there still!"

"Just because they find a meaningless pile of junk, doesn't mean they should cease all-"

"ORDER! ORDER!" Qhix roared, demanding civility from the two-opposing, screeching sides. "This courtroom is getting out of control. Maybe.......Maybe we should get the suspect's view on what happened?"

MEANWHILE

Jack looked up and down the letter, deciphering it word by word, letter by letter.......only to remember he can't read. "Think they can make me into some sort of submissive boy toy?!" Jack growled, his assumption of what's going to happen not being too off the mark of what the letter said.

"I need to get out of here, I-" Suddenly, Jack felt a sharp, precise pain in his stomach, followed by deep, moaning growls in his guts and an ever-increasing desire taking over.

"F-fuck!....Not now!"

Steve looks back to his friend, one of the closest he's ever had. He could see clearly now her beauty. Flowing silver hair, sweet-red-apple colored eyes, and elegant white wings reminded him of simpler times, times when the two of them were much smaller, dumber, and more importantly happier.

"It's not my job I'm worried about."

Whilst he would technically be unemployed now, that would be the least of his problems. While he hasn't met the leader of the HMEP operation in the flesh and blood, his prescience alone shook Steve to his core. The first time steve first got a taste of the big man's command was when Gabriel was receiving orders form him, it just so happened that Steve overheard.

Whilst he heard the two blabber on,he felt something was just wrong. He didn't know what it was but every fiber in his once OW DE infected body told him to either run away in fear, bow in respect, or do as the voice commands. It was like an otherworldly evil was demanding him to "KNEEL!"