Oh,
she saw everything. Angie blinked her wide eyes, making them emit a
cartoon-ish pop noise. “Here, you’ll need this.” She handed him a paper
menu which was a lot easier to read up close.

“Rough work days,
eh?” Angie raised an eyebrow before chuckling. “You’re in luck, buddy.
I’ve got just the drink to fix the problem! I’ve got to ask, though.
What caused you to grow this exhausted in the first place?”

She
noticed the repairman nodding off again. “And there he goes again. Come
on, Earth to RP!” She snapped her fingers in front of his face.

“Thank you,” he mumbled sheepishly, squinting at the menu.

As he read, he heard the coyote ask about his day.

“Oh, n-nothing happened,” he yawned. “I just get like this every so oft…ten…zzzzz”

He dropped the menu and fell back to sleep.

“BUH!”

At the finger snaps, he snapped back awake.

“Y-yeah, I just have to get something every so often, just came in here…”

He looked like he was about to nod off again, but continued:

“Perks of sleeping only once a year, eh…? Heh, heh…”

Of course, he slept more often than that (three or four times a month), but he wasn’t about to admit that. He was committed to his job, darn it!

bonkakira-and-friends:

alinkbetweenportraits:

thehopefulanon:

onewithoutpurpose:

lostsoulsofold:

forgetfulintegrity:

the-selfishsoul:

viridian-sun:

Check what character class do you have here (if you wanna)

Viridian

Lv.47 white mage
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I sure am not a nuker but who cares, my friends will crush you while I buff them to high heaven.

Omen

Lv.80 demon
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“ Demon? …I suppose thats fair…. “

Prima

Lv.08 idol
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“ Idol?! With this ugly mug? HA! “ 

Ornstein
Lv.59 cook
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“OH FOR THE LOVE OF GWYN!”

Oscar
Lv.51 model
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*Confused Knight Noises*

Lautrec
Lv.95 mom
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“Get back in the Kitchen, Hubby.”

Hope
Lv.18 berserker
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*Confused Anon noise*

Link
Lv.03 blacksmith
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“Level 3?”

Bowyetta
Lv.48 viking
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Beepsumu
Lv.51 dragon
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Bonkakira
Lv.72 cook
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*holy shit Bowyetta as a viking though*

The Fourth Wall Repairman
Lv.89 gambler
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[[All I can think of: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HSZIej-ZraE]]

Bowyetta picked up the pill and frowned at it. “Is going to work?”
She inspected it for a few more second, before seeing the look that
Vinny was giving. She finally tossed the pill into her mouth, her teeth
making a metallic clunk as she swallowed it.

Before long, a
rattling noise came from Bowyetta’s internals. She coughed up a large
plume of smoke. She was now beginning to notice how hungry she actually
was. She took the lid off the tray, revealing that Beep had made soup
and sandwiches for her. Bowyetta took the sandwiches and shoved them
into her mouth as quickly as possible. It wasn’t long before she had
finished off the soup as well.

“Um… Alright then~ Mr. Sir, I think
Bowyetta’s going to need a bit more than that~ Please keep an eye on
her for a moment~” He stuck his head into Bowyetta’s hair and produced
some sort of can, giving it to her before taking the tray back
downstairs.

“I don’t see why not…”

He winced and coughed at the large exhaust of smoke, but sighed in relief afterwards. Apparently, that was a good thing; she was eating now. Well, scarfing. He silently thanked AJAX manufacturers and nodded to Vinny.

Looking at Bowyetta, he searched for something to say.

“So, erm, what’s in the can…?”

I could tell the little twerp had more to say. I could literally see the gears grinding in his brain.

Shaking
my head, I climbed in the driver’s seat and turned to him, saying,
“Um….about us being all heroic and stuff…don’t mention it. We got a
reputation to hold up, and if it gets out that we did the right thing
with no obvious motive, we’ll be done for.”

Leaving it at that, I turned the ignition on the truck and drove off at my usual breakneck speed.  -Smartass

The Repairman simply nodded, and got into the back with the boxes. He was quickly thrown back and squished by the Breaker’s various prisons. All he could say was a simple “oof!”; not even a scream really worked out.

The Breaker, meanwhile, was feeling pretty ill from the velocity, plus the fact he was currently separated. No one could see his clay turn green, but moaning could be heard from the boxes.

It was a battle of curiosity and self control as Zelda prowled the edge
of the imaginary boundary she had set for herself. Already she was still
too close. The pull of the foreign portal lapped at her hair and dress
hem like a gentle breeze. Going any further could risk disrupting the
Repairman.
Maybe the ink blot should be stopped. He seemed alittle too skittish for
the princess’ liking. What, in the name of Hylia, would posses him to
scream at an apple?
Its appearance was abit….off, but there was no need to frighten her like
that.
Her face lits up as she sees the first hint of the leather bound book,
the dying light reflected off the golden lettering.
“Yes, I cant thank you enough.”
She leafs through it quickly, making sure none of the pages were missing
before allowing it to disappear in Farore’s Wind. It would find its
proper place on her shelf.
“…And you have my humble apologizes as well.”

“Um, sure thing,” he said, trying to laugh off that…wrong apple. “And yeah, um, no problem!”

He watched the book disappear with mild interest. A magical princess, then? Made sense, here…

“Well, just gonna finish up here, then should have a break…”

He pulled out a paint roller and soon the remaining cracks were completely gone. At least, as far as the Repairman was concerned. The ink would have to dry first. He turned back to Zelda.

“That should do it.”

Open Starter!

“I
think I’ll try it another time. That was… informative” Ace handed the
yardstick back good naturedly. He then let out a huge yawn, “Oof, it
must be later than I thought. I think I’m gonna turn in. You’re welcome
to stay by the fire; just make sure to put it out.”

“All right,” he nodded, shoving the yardstick back into his hammerspace, and sitting back onto the toolbox. After a moment more of warming he went to dump a bucket of water onto the fire when he looked back at the toolbox. He slapped his forehead, muttering as he stuffed the heavy thing behind his back. After extinguishing, he took one last look, and decided it would be nice to leave something, but what…?

A few minutes later, the camp was like the Repairman was never there, but Ace would find several still-good cans of assorted foods and an opener in his rations.

@bonkakira-and-friends

“You cannot be leaving of Bowyetta so soon, Mr. Sir~ Not before she
is showing you her newest plan~ Nyu hu hu~” She then got up and walked
over to a chain hanging on the wall, giving it a quick pull.

“Eeeek!”
There was an oddly familiar scream as a cage dropped from the ceiling.
Inside was… Another Bowyetta? This one seemed… More normal. somehow. Her
eyes looked less… Demonic, as it were. She had all her own limbs, and
her skin was perfectly polished. “M-Mr. Sir!” She called out from the
cage. “Please to be saving of Bowyetta!”

“Bowyetta” walked over
the the caged Bowyer, and continued speaking. “Please to be looking at
her, Mr. Sir~ Are you noticing of something about her~? Much perfect she
is being~ Bowyetta is needing of her pieces, Mr. Sir~”

While
“Bowyetta” was speaking, Vinny managed to slip between the bars of the
cage, and carefully approached the Repairman. “Mr. Sir, I have a plan~ I
can get Bowyetta out of there~ Just keep distracting her for me,
please~”

“No, that’s really okay, I really should…oh….”

The Repairman couldn’t take his eyes off the real Bowyetta.

“O-oh…”

He only paid half of his attention to Vinny, the other half still trying to find out what this imposter was. Well, if he was to distract this thing, he just hoped it would help….

“Um, before you add more,” he asked, whipping out a blowtorch and a steel wool pad, “shall we perfect what you already have?”