Hensonville City 2011

[The Count]

*Triple AAH!
It's raining newsmen! *Raises umberella shields deflecting the falling payload.

 

[The Count]

*Burgles up to Apt 6 depositing a couple of wrapped presents, a DVD of the lastest season of Ghost Hunters for Kim and a bottle of swampmoss tea with radish leaves for Boober.
Wait, swampmoss? Are you sure it's not swapper's ivy?
UD: Certain.
Good, I'd hope you learned your lesson from when you and Vincent Price tried to pawn off that mirror to the Gozerian dimension on Frankie Foster.
UD: You know that was just a fanfic, fright?
Of corpse. But you can't be too careful when it comes to the items from what used to be Louis Vontredi's antiques shop.
*Adds a birthday card for the celebrateurs.

 

[newsmanfan]

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*finishes autographing a dvd for Kim and Boober*

Rhonda: What exactly is that?

I'm not talking to you. You helped slingshot me.

Rhonda: Aw c'mon. It didn't hurt! Ya landed on Sam fer cryin' out loud.

He has a hard head. It DID hurt. Still not talking to you, go away. *wraps a pretty bow around the dvd of "Fact or Faked: Muppanormal Files...narrated by the Newsman"*

Rhonda: I didn't know you did narrations.

*resists urge to reply; trots out door and down to Apt 6 to drop off the gift*

Rhonda: Sniff. Fine. It's not like anyone forgot MY birthday or anything.

Don't be ridiculous! It is not always about y-- when was your birthday??

Rhonda: Not important. Seeya.

No...wait! Rhonda! Wait! When... *checks his notepad hurriedly* Oh...frog. Rhonda, I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Wait! Don't close the elevator -- *THWAP* ...door...ow. Oh........frog.
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[The Count]

*Checks calendar. Oh frog, she's right. Quick, do you think she'd want to be a recipient of the Rat-of-the-Month club?
Only if she gets her choice of rat hunks.
UD: What about, oh I found this purplish rat with a skinny mustache beneath the fridge.
Egad! You found the Prince rat! Frank! Where's that pighead when you need him. Oh never mind.
*Sends Prince rat to Kris, and a daypass to the Hensonville Spapools with a covered guava-topped cheesecake for Rhonda's birthday.

 

[newsmanfan]

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Rhonda: OOOO guava cheesecake! Thanks sweeties! *airkisses the ghouls*

A Prince Rat? Yeek...why am I thinking there's an MST joke I've forgotten here?

Um...here...I was kind of broke, but, uh, I made this for you... *hands Rhonda an odd Thing*

Rhonda: *refusing to touch it* What...the twenty kinds of holy heck...is that?

I think it's a ring-holder...

Rhonda: Looks more like a ring wraith.

That's not what it is!
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[The Count]

Yeah... Don't you remember, it's part of a set with the San Fran 49'ers rat and the Hercules rat?
UD: That Steve Reeves certainly was a rat, thinking he could pass himself off as Hercules.
Is he the one with a Belgian/French accent who loves riding trains?
UD: No, that's Hercules Poirot.
Ah, vell, so long as we get another victim--, er wolunteer for the spikewall deathtrap joke. That's a number 5!
Ugh, and even worse, Dwayne Johnson's following in the same oversized footsteps into another Hercules War of Thebes movie. Bleh.

 

[Katzi428]

watching West Side Story in bed and Chef passes by my room. He stops for a minute
Chef: Whut are yu watching?
West Side Story. It's a good movie.
Chef: Hmm...I dunno. Mebe sum uther time. I'm tired tunite.
OK Chef...sweet dreams.
Chef:Yu too. Gudnite Kethy.and leaves
I continue watching the movie until my eyes start getting heavy .Then I turn the movie off.

 

[The Count]

*Wakes up after having one of the best prolonged/story dreams ever.

UD: Uh-oh, I know what that glint in his eyes means.
Vhat?
Me: I've got the notion to rework the master monster roster with the potential possibility of finishing it off completely this time, but I'll wait to hear from Kris before completely confirming the last few entries which are shifting in terms of who they'll end up being. *Hopes for a good ol thunderstorm to further better my mood today.

 

[DramaQueenMokey]

Ellie: *attempting to do her homework, drops book out of boredom*

Susie: *scurries over, grabs book and throws is back at Ellie* I just scrubbed the floor!

Ellie: Why?

Susie: Cleaing helps me relax and I heard Ernie talking about...*gulps and grabs for her blanket*

Ellie: About what?

Ernie: *walks in the room with a pamphlet* Aren't roller coasters cool Rubber Duckie? *the small ducks squeaks in agreement*

Susie: Those things...*now hiding under blanket*

Bert: You mean rollercoasters?

Susie: *now hidden under her blanket; she nods yes*

Ellie: You know, I'm s'posed to ride a ton of those on my school trip on Thursday.

Ernie: That's great Ellie! Tell us how it is!

Bert: You're missing a full day of school to go to an amusement park?

Ellie: Yep! *very proud of that fact*

Bert: *shakes his head in disapproval*

Ernie: *laughs*

 

[newsmanfan]

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Ooooh rollercoasters! I'm an ACE on a defunct antique wooden coaster in Orlando. Used to be a place called Circus World there, and they had a fabulous bomb of a rickety old wood gravity-driven one. Oh, also on the Viper at Six Flags Atlanta.

How exactly do you become an ace at riding roller coasters? This isn't like that dog pretending to use his doghouse as a WWI fighter plane, is it?

No, Newsie. An ACE stands for American Coaster Enthusiast. There's an official club, but really all you have to do is ride coasters three times at least apiece. It's fun.

I...don't care for rides that make my foam clench.

Rhonda: Or your tummy upchuck.

I was trying to use a polite euphemism, rat.

Rhonda: *rolls eyes, walks past slurping her pina colada* Whatever, Sunshine. Anyone wanna go swimming?
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