RPG: The Search for Skeeter

[christyb]

Me!!?? Well, alright. *knocks on the door* Hello?? Anyone home, this is Kermit the Frog and some friends and we had an...uh..appointment with the Witch Doctor?? Hello??

 

[Beauregard]

GAME MASTER: The door crakes open. A wizened face peaks out.

WD. Coooome in my deeears. And what preeeeey can I do fooor youuu?

*gulp*

Er, hi. We were, um, looking for the Kookazsa Tribe...

WD: I seeee. And whaaaat dooo youuu haf to offeeer for that informatioooon?

Er...my uncle owns a theatre. Well, he dosn't now, but he used to...

 

[christyb]

Offer...uh...give us a minute. *turns around and whispers* So guys what do we have??

 

[Beauregard]

Um...*shrugs* I don't know. Anyone got any ideas?

 

[redBoobergurl]

Well I keep offering my whoopie cushion, but no one wants to take it. I think Piggy had some paper towels....

 

[christyb]

All right, and lemme guess, the wax lips are in Zoot's other pants, and Pepe has some lose jell-o? Good Grief.

*turns to witch doctor*

Umm...Mr. Witch Doctor what would you like in return for the information we need??

 

[Erine81981]

Comes swinging in through the door......

*tarzan yell* COWAGBUNGA!!! *slams into a table with antidotes* Uh oh! *runs off behind Floyd*

 

[DanDanStrawberry]

Chickee!! Witchee dooctur wanna cheeckee!!! Cheeckee for a witchee doctoor?

 

[sugarbritchez]

*tries to hide all the jewlery she is wearing so the gang won't think of offering her things*

Ummmmm Kermie, I know this is a bad time, but I really need to go potty. Do you think the Doctor has a powder room?

 

[Beauregard]

GAME MASTER: The Witch Doctor swings at Animal.

WD: You shamefilled leeetle beast.

He turns to the Chef.

WD: A chicken? Whaaaat whould Ieeeh do with a chicken?

He points out the back.

WD: Sorry, hon. The bathroom's over that direction. Just follow the signs.

He turns back to the main gang.

WD: Ieeeh'll tell youuu what Ieeh am wanting in eeexchange. I'll take the claws of a lady tiger. You can find them in the clearing east't't' of the river. If youuuu bring'um them to meeeee, I will give youu directions. But, remember, nooo oneee else has the directions youuu seeks.

Er, wow. What'da you say guys? Wanna try this? Or shall we try brute force, I know what Skeeter would vote for, but, me, I'm not so sure. I don't like fighting people as strange as this man.

WD: Hisssss. *cough* Excuse me.