First Smuppet ~ Text / Action for those interested

[puppetcrumpet]

So, ironically, I am in this land of pillows and magic shit... and bored out of my fuckin mind.
Lookin for anyone who wants to Strife.
Lil Bro, youre not gettin out of it.
This rooftop, one hour.

[the feed briefly cuts to video showing a panoramic view of the Mallow Hallow district. The particular rooftop is bright orange, and already shows signs of Strider-ification]

Comments

[cinemaventurer]

Wait what?
Oh, wow, i cant believe what a complete durrheaded fucker i am.
You must be the alternate dirk from before the scratch.
In that case nice to meet you, im jake english.

[puppetcrumpet]

A new instance of reality?
I go by Bro, Bro Strider.
Dont call me Dirk.

[cinemaventurer]

Thats conveniant, i usually call him "bro" anyways.
Thatll make it much easier to distinguish between you two.

[puppetcrumpet]

So alternate reality me is your bro, huh?
You like puppets?

[cinemaventurer]

Hes my bro in that friendly trust him with my very blinking life sense.
Uhm....theyre okay?

[puppetcrumpet]

Puppets are more than okay, yo.
Theyre the most awesome thing ever.
Clearly, I need to teach you the amazin irony of puppets.
Ill thank myself for it.

[cinemaventurer]

Robots are damn swanky and robots are like puppets, so i guess i get the unironic aspects of that.
Is that a good enough start to this foreseen bullcrickey lecture i see coming?

[puppetcrumpet]

You talk like a Victorian lord, no wonder other me likes you.
In a way robots are like puppets, but they have more mind of their own.
Robots are on a Lil Cal level.

[cinemaventurer]

I highly doubt my fucking limeyism is what gets him interested in me.

Wait, you have that devilish, clowney, felty dastard too?

... i should apologize for him...

[puppetcrumpet]

Despite your name, I'm sensing hostilities towards the British.
What did the tea drinkers ever do to you.
No man, Cal is the shit.
How can you dis Cal, man?

lmao

[cinemaventurer]

I dont really have any sort of hostility towards the posh neighbors across the pond.
Just, i say words.

Hes kind of a creepy felt fellow.

[puppetcrumpet]

I dont know man, sounded like hostilities to me.
You aint itchin for a war are you?
*suspicious peer and all that rp shit*

Cal aint creepy.
Hes chill as lax.
Hes the most chill of all homies.

[cinemaventurer]

I say!
No not at all, i had my hands full enough with other manners of violence in sburb to want a war with those people.
*shakes head disapprovingly*

You know perhaps we might have to strife to settle this matter, you did say like you were in the mood for some rough housing.

[puppetcrumpet]

Played that "game", too, I take it.
...
Does that mean my alternate reality self actually played that shit?

Ill beat you with puppetkind, come at me.

[cinemaventurer]

Yes, well of course!
Of course he did, he didnt really have much choice or else he would still be trapped in his apartment in the dysatopian future Water World, as put together by the batter witch sea hitler troll.

Just tell me where and well get right down to scrums!

[puppetcrumpet]

So my alternate self got the cool post-apoc world.
Though really?
Batter Witch Sea Hitler Troll?
That sounds like the plot of a B-rated sci-fi.

Pillow town, on the roof of my apartment.

[cinemaventurer]

I wouldnt say that!
Nothing wrong with a b-movie but i would like to thing our adventures have been very well around an a-rating.

Bully!
Ill show you how chumpy your puppetkind is!

[We don't even have to log or action, Jake is going to get his ass kicked.]

[puppetcrumpet]

B-movies get their names from the fact they dont deserve A-ratings.
Also that game only got 1 and half hats.

Wont even have to use my katana.

[the puppeteers would like to see Jake meet Bro in person, at least. It should prove interesting]

[cinemaventurer]

You mean you actually take that rag seriously?
Pffft.
You really are from another dimension bro.

Well see about that!
Prepare yourself for a thrashing!

[Alright if that's what you want he'll run over to pillow fort town]

[puppetcrumpet]

Game Bro is the greatest authority of video games.
Whoever runs the magazine in your universe must be the joke.

Ill believe in that thrashing when it happens.
*wink or some other crazy RP action*

[Bro will be waiting with puppets at the ready]

[cinemaventurer]

[Jake is too busy to respond with a quip because he has ran his ass up to them pillow apartments.]

[puppetcrumpet]

[Bro's on the roof of one of the pillow apartments. There's a convenient pillow construct of a fire escape attached to the building that goes straight to the roof. Jake can just climb on up]