"The Moppet Family - Same Family, New Thread..."

[Beauregard]

COMMERICAL: Have you ever had a piggy bank and broken it? *close up of a smashed piggy bank* What'cha gunna do? You could scoop up all that money and run to the shops and spend it on sweet choclaty goodies...or, why not head to the MopFam store and get your very own Biggy-Bank. Yes, this life-size ceramic bigfoot is yours for the buying...and, man, it ain't cheap. Get it while it's hot! *touches the Biggy Bank* Youch! *fingers sizzle* Biggy Banks, the new way to save. *wink*

 

[The Count]

*Viewer: Save what? All my money will have been spent on just buying that thing. Eh, think I'll just go with the normal-sized Piggy bank. Or a Spamela bank instead.

 

[Beauregard]

(OOC:*trying not to misspronounce Spamela in my head*

Father: *looks at watch* Ooh, time for me to head to work. *walks into the living room, places one phone call, and walks back into the kitchen* Working from home is so profitable.

 

[Erine81981]

I'm glad you work from the home. With Biggy and Yakky having a job and all for the neighborhood and all i don't have anyone to play with. Now your home worked and all then i have you to play with. *slugs Mr. Moppet in the shoulder*

 

[The Count]

*Sing: In a little café.
Just the other side of the border...

Barriers kept Ivan from approaching the stranger at the head of the phantom vessel. Though he was positioned near the helm's steering wheel, the ship drove itself stealthily and effortlessly with no actual hand turning or tossing it hither and yon. Ivan stared at the grinning glowing skulls marking the man's blackened cloak, wondering if he had seen this personage before. An odd sensation of familiarity washed over him as he bowed under the spell of slumber beckoning him to lie down on his own cot inside the cabin quietly without interfering with the course already plotted out for the student of sorcery.

So where is this mystery ship headed? Find out when next we decide to reveal that piece of pertinent information.

 

[Beauregard]

Father: *is slugged in the shoulder* If you think that means I'll play Tag with you...You may be right. *steps up* TAG! *leaves the room rapidly and gets into car, driving away quickly* You lose! *car dies, out of petrol* Drats!

 

[Erine81981]

Father: *is slugged in the shoulder* If you think that means I'll play Tag with you...You may be right. *steps up* TAG! *leaves the room rapidly and gets into car, driving away quickly* You lose! *car dies, out of petrol* Drats!

That's what you think! *sees where the car has died* HA! *slaps him back* TAG! *laughs as he jets off*

 

[Beauregard]

Father: *opens the car door, throwing acycalist from his bike, but doesn't notice...just sees the bike on the ground* What an unbelievable coincidence...*leaps upon the bike and sets after Kyle* TAG! See! I will not be beaten! *rides into a market stand selling eggs and crashes* Oh but these will be...

 

[Erine81981]

Father: *opens the car door, throwing acycalist from his bike, but doesn't notice...just sees the bike on the ground* What an unbelievable coincidence...*leaps upon the bike and sets after Kyle* TAG! See! I will not be beaten! *rides into a market stand selling eggs and crashes* Oh but these will be...

Is that so..*crackes an egg on Mr. Moppets head*..TAG! Ha ha ha ha ha....*sees a motor bike and rides off on it* See ya sucker!

 

[Beauregard]

Father: Don't try and teach your grandfather to suck eggs, young-man-who-is-really-a-young-boy-but-that's-beside-the-point. *sees a Motorised shopping trolley* Hold that thought! *zips after Kyle, dodging pedetstrians* Excuse me, pardon me, STOP THAT BOY!