The Creature Calamity Club

[Sgt Floyd]

I'll explain my diet later...just...go in. Would it make you feel better if I sent a copy of myself in there with you? It would be like I'm there...only absolutely useless.

 

[Yuna Leonhart]

I think I can handle but I'd feel better if I had some company, even if it's just a copy and not a real person.

 

[Sgt Floyd]

*copy materializes out of a cloud of darkness*

Remember, that thing doesn't have any of my powers except my power of snark and sarcasm Please hurry. I feel like my sense of smell will be permanently damaged if I wait out here too long

 

[Yuna Leonhart]

I can live with that.

Wish me luck!
*enter the house with Sarge Copy*

Yuck, how long has it been since somebody took care of this place?

 

[Sgt Floyd]

Copy: Judging by the fact you can't see the carpet under this mysterious brown substance...years.

 

[Yuna Leonhart]

More like centuries.

*go through various rooms but we don't encounter any roaches*
You know, this would be a nice houyse if it were in a condition where people can live here.

*enter the kitchen and see so many roaches that they cover the floor, the walls and the ceiling*
*gag; green in face*
I think I'm gonna be sick.

 

[Sgt Floyd]

Voice: Hey! What're you two doin' in my house? Didn't yer mom ever tell you its rude to go bargin' into peoples houses?

 

[Misskermie]

No, she told me to stop drinking the oil out the car.

 

[Yuna Leonhart]

*cast a fire spell by accident, killing a couple of roaches, and look around in fright*

 

[Misskermie]

*A bit of fire land on me*

OW GET IT OFF!!!