Seriously, knock it off!
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Tag: askthefwrp
stimpysoraus does things! (now dragonized)
WHAT KIND OF FRUIT IS THIS!?!?!?
[HOLY CRUD! The then Stimpysoraus grew big wings and a tail! Bcuz he gulped down ALL of the bananas in one swing of his tongue!]
SAY, RENGON, WHATEVER R WE GONNA DO IN SUCH AN EVOLTIONILIZED WUH-ORLD?
GOLLY LOOK! A PUDDLE OF LIQUORICE JELLO!
Failing that, I hope you understand that I’m none of those, as I am ink. Failing that, I sincerely hope you’re not hungry, or thirsty, or….((etc.))
*a million unikitties fall froM THE SKY AND THEY ALL SPEAK KOREAN FOR NO REASON*
I mean, c’mon, this has been happening for a week. I hope it clears soon, so I can finally get some mail.
Soldier your my favorite and I always play you in the game, kicking ass and taken names!!! I love you!!
…wait…there’s a game about me?
Er…No. No there is not. Youaremostcertainlynotpartofanygamecalledteamfortress2.
Any thoughts on what the Ultimate Question might be?
Well that’s a big question….What is the meaning of life? Why are we here? What created everything…..but as for me….it’s how many people i can kill on the BLU team before they notice i’ve snuck in the base
*sound of the universe undergoing a hard reset*
u really cew, blob guy
Anyway, thanks for the compliment, hecka-misspelling-quesadilla.
stimpysoraus does things!
*ahem* Please don’t lick me again. I…stain! Yes, that’s it! Don’t need an inky mouth, do we?
“NO SIR DUHHHH I LOVE BANANOOOS”
[stimpysoraus stomps around and large prehistoric bananas falls everywhere]
WHAT KIND OF FRUIT IS THIS!?!?!?
I got really bored today, and decided to do a group fanart thingy. You’re in this, FWRP. The armour is Earth Defense Force standard issue… we had a little issue getting it to fit you.
Huh. I’ve never been drafted before. Well, first time for everything, I guess.
GAH!
Visiting Beyond the Fourth Wall? (End?)
She frowned a little bit as she crossed her arms. “I’m sorry, Mr. Repairman. I don’t think there’s a bottomless pit anywhere near where I live. Might wanna Google it or something…” she suggested.
“All right. Thanks anyway”
The Repairman carelessly put the bottle away in his hammerspace and turned to Shinko.
“I’ll probably be able to find Toon Town again, and then I won’t have any trouble finding an abyss. Thanks for your help.”
He was turning towards the door when he realized something.
“By the way, how’s that cookie dough turning out?”
“Ah- I almost forgot! Bye, Mr. Repairman! Thank for visiting!” With that, Shinko ran over to the couch to see that Sinko had fallen asleep, curling up beside the bowl of well-mixed cookie dough.
The little girl Toon simply smiled as she removed the bowl, making her way over to the kitchen. She was fairly certain that Sinko would wake up once she smelled the raisin cookies baking.
“Bye, sorry to interrupt!”
Seeing the young Toon in such a hurry, the Repairman decided to show himself out.
He opened the door to be met with cold weather. Sighing, he pulled out the bottle and carefully shook it outside. A mailbox, a flag, a coat, and a pair of binoculars fell out. He quickly collected everything and donned the parka. He turned towards where the nearest break in the wall was and started to head on his way. He was halfway through town when he realized something.
“Wait… Where am I again?”
Siblings-a-Fixin' 