RPG: Super-Muppets (Summer 2005)

[MrsPepper]

Well, we might as well go to that diner, even bootleggers need to eat sometimes... and I wouldn't mind something myself!

 

[RedDragon]

Right, let's go!

*I grab Mr.Bassman and Janitor S. I think of the egg diner and we disappear in a puff of smoke. Then we reappear outside the diner*

Ah, here we are. Let's go in.

*I walk inside*

 

[Vibs]

!!??
Now where did they go?? Well, I'm just gonna follow! Everybody!! Grip my tail and I'll fly us all to the Egg place!

*Everybody grips Red's tail, Red's bunches begin flickering and there they g... *CRASH* ... went.*

... well walking is nice too!!

 

[Fozzie Bear]

*Stretches across the area and grabs the Red Streak's tail.*

Let 'er rip, sister! We got a criminal to capture.

Eggs n Bacon, here we come!

 

[Beauregard]

(ooc: Sorry, for the confusion Count. When the Muppets entered the world, they did not replace the characters there were there. Back to story...)

Cool. Shall we go in? Er, a table for one, wait, three, um, here comes streaker and stuff, make it...erm...more than that...Penguin Waiter, can we get some eggs from your all-day breakfast?

 

[RedDragon]

Excuse me, waiter, is there anyone here who goes by the name X and Bacon, by chance. We would like to speak with this person, if we could.

 

[theprawncracker]

Dios mios. Where are we supposed to find dis bacon person? Oh well. Hola Mr. Waiter, De PrawnCracker would like to order a glass of orange juice. Hokay? And egg and bacon sandwich. Hokay?

 

[redBoobergurl]

You make pancakes here? Me want chocolate chip pancakes. Almost as good as chocolate chip cookies. Me wonder if X and Bacon man here somewhere. Me use google eye power to scan room for anyone suspicous. *looks around room* Me no see anything too weird besides bunch of superheros. Oh well, me eat instead!

 

[The Count]

*Skulking in the shadows of the back alley behind the diner. OK, this'll be a perfect place to...
*Spots X and Bacon leaving diner. Hmmm, vhat to do...

*Throws bat-boomerang, slicing motorcycle's tires. There, that should do it. Now he'll have to go back inside for help. And the others vill be there to catch him.

 

[Beauregard]

Did you hear that? Sounded like tires bustifying, per'aps we better get out th-ere. Or we could just finish our sandwhiches they go out there...or we could...


Suddenly, a door smashes open, and a raggletaggle looking man with wild hair, and appearence looking like a cross between Lefty the Salesman and Lex the Luthor bursts into the room, leaps over the Super-Heros table, and dashes out the front door.

That was cuerious...