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Camera? Oh, I thought you said Gamera. Here we go... *TV cameras wheel into place. *Ducks back down to snuggle with Cleo the Cat.

Mmm, naturally. Well, at least you won't have the same problem as Gonzo, that furry blue hook-nosed thing who flew away with the balloons. You'd probably have success with a Doozer bucket/harness merry-go-round or lifting chairs. I'm sure it'll be a great time for all when it opens. :busy:

*Slight chuckle. Thanks Cotterpin. *Takes a cup of soda as the spooks take one themselves as well. So, how's it going with the amusement constructs?

*Sitting down. Oh hi Cotterpin. Gotcha something. *Hands her the 7-layer recipe jotted down from Mom. *Uncle D and Count are huddled nearby, dressed much like in that chapter of the fic.

You got it chief. Yeah, there's nothing wrong with tieing them up and stopping them from screaming for help. *Ducks down into underground storage to be with da' girls.

Mmm... Finished with Clifford's monstrification. Now I think we'll head on over to Kelly's and join the party. Will maybe work on the SST stuff and see if anyone helps outwith Humphrey the Hobgoblin from Mopatop's. If not, well, I have a general idea of how he should be. *Grabs roomies...

We didn't know it was yours? There's no name on it... *Stashes girls into storage space under the trap door in the floor. *Muffled lobster claws scuffle against the wall. You mind if I keep them here? Those inspectors have been harrassing us too.

Hi and welcome to MC srasloan. You might want to contact fellow forum member KermiClown, as he has those specials in his massive Muppet video library. Mmm, need to contact him myself. Anyhew, enjoy yourself and have fun exploring the rest of the forums. :batty:

*Muffled squeaking from the closet. Erm, Snowthy? *Moves past to retrieve equally hostaged Fifi LeFume and Gadget from CDRR. Ma girlz.

*Laughing at all of this. Please... Continue!

O-o... Things are getting intense. Remember the Alamo! Or is that the a la mode? Defend the homestead Erin & co.! Loving how each party keeps moving forward, so to speak. Yeah, the Fieries aren't liking that taste of their own medicine are they. Aaaargh! *Sliding down with Red and Spammy...

Only if I ever get to creating the ultimate definitive quiz about myself.

Meh... You don't know my secret crushes vewy well do you? *Crazy laugh. *Hugs Fifi from TT.

*Wonders what that'd look like, the erm, more mature Jeanette that is. And the made-over Vicki too. Share please?

Like I said, I trust you. Just hope there's no griffin to block the way we came. Then again, we could just jump on the rocketing Hand of Fate and have Digit reprogram it so we'll fly straight to the center. But that'd be cheating and Jareth would know. So, lead on...

*Luffles the chapter. *Laughs a little at Scooter's admission regarding the status quo. *Is awed by Gürtíe... Ah yes, the knockers, well played. The right door? Aren't we going to fall into the Helping Hands going that way? *Trusts Kelly, she knows what she's doing. *Waits for mooooooooore...

Just took care of that one. Yeah, and though they've been banned, they still log on and poke their unwanted noses in here. If only some recommendations I laid out would be implemented. Oh well. Good to have you back among the living Snowthmeiser.

The bowl's right there... Drink up. We'll talk about this in the morning. *Leaves thread to go to bed. Now if only Squeaky would come back...

*Notices a ball of pink fluff enter the thread. *Waits to see if Snowthius D-apostrophius finds the bowl of fruit punch. *Observes and records what happens next. If this is the real Snowth... Where have you been young man? Your mother and I were worried sick. Oh... And welcome back. :)

Fine Fangs... *Waves clawed hand dismissively. *Starts dancing with the Muppet version of Carrie just admitted to the realms of the Master's counted creations. Small sparks edge her head of long dark blonde hair, mentally moving stuff out of the way as they dance demonly by. :flirt: