Time for an adventure! [Pet Regain Plot Log]

[kungfublackfrog]

Who: Everyone who signed up for Pet Plot
Where: Dissimulo, the road to and at the paper factory
When: All day Sunday (Backdated)
Rating: PG for now, could go up later?
Summary: Scientists have pets. People want them. Time for a road trip!
The Log:

Sunday morning comes and it's time to set out for this paper factory Kain wants everyone to go see. After his intial post on the network, Adam contacted those who were still interested in going with the time and place to meet up: outside Dissimulo's entrance bright and early that morning.

Well...time to get started then.


(OOC: I will be making separate threads for each part of the trip. Go ahead and leave your comments in those.)

Comments

[starspangledhero]

[ As always, I am a million years late OH WELL.

Granted, America is horrendously late too. He showed up at the very last minute because he heard that there was a group of people going on an expedition without his guidance. He can't let those poor souls be lost to an untamed wilderness they are all completely unprepared for (because they're not him)!

Unfortunately for everyone, America is one of those incredibly annoying beings that can't shut up or stop whistling. Everyone should mark themselves lucky he's sober and not talking about the wonders of nature and whatnot. Really, the only upside to his presence is that he's quick to draw, quick to fire, and quick to not give a shit about what he just shot.

Even if it's a panda.

Especially if it's a panda.

Fuck pandas. ]

[micro_tsun]

[As if the pandas, fruit tossing trees, and toads were enough. Molossia has to awkwardly deal with America... who is getting on his last nerve. Thus far, he hadn't been sure how to react around the other, considering America has no idea who he even is... and for real this time.

In the end, the constant whistling brings the micro nation to the end of his rope]

Would ya just shut the hell up?! How many times ya gonna whistle the same fuckin' tune?

[starspangledhero]

[ America himself isn't quite sure what to make of Molossia, but like the self important asshole he is, he figures he doesn't have to worry too much. As long as he can make sure Molossia is on his side and not Russia's all is well. For that reason he remains relatively amiable to the micronation, even if he thinks the guy is kind of a jerk. ]

I can sing if you'd rather hear that! I'm pretty damn good at it, I've gotta say.

[micro_tsun]

No! I ain't wanna hear that! I know what your singin' sounds like! Ya don't need to show me!

[He grumbles a little.]

Jus' wanna get the hell there and back.

[starspangledhero]

Really? How d'ya know?

[ Now he's curious what kind of relationship he has with this guy in the future. ]

Singing'll make the time pass faster!

[micro_tsun]

'Cause ya do it a lot.


Jst don't go singin' anything annoyin'. Last thing I need is to get somethin' stuck in my head the entire time I'm tryin' to save-

[Wait. Saying his dog's name would be giving too much info. Aside from the fact I have no idea wtf it's name is]

-uh... the animals.

[starspangledhero]

Oh man, you're a righteous crusader too?!

[ His eyes light up. Join his mission, Molossia. SAVE THE WHALES. ]

Nah man, I get it! I only get quality songs stuck in peoples' heads!

[ At which point he starts singing Elenor because fuck everything that is a good song.

Be fortunate he decided not to spring for Sympathy for the Devil. Last thing anyone needs is him screaming about killing the Czar while shooting things. ]

[micro_tsun]

Uh...

[What is that look, America? It's awkward and making him falter from his coolness.]

Yeah, whatever.

[He huffs as America starts, but doesn't honestly seem to bothered by it for the moment... as long as the other doesn't astray from the original song or repeat himself 100 times. Look closely enough and one might notice his legs are seeming to bounce along to the song while he walks]

[starspangledhero]

[ Toward the end of the song, he notices Molossia's funky gait and smiles. ]

You know, if you know the words, you're free to join in! Or we could sing something else!

[kungfublackfrog]

...did you just shoot a panda?

[WHAT THE HELL WAS WRONG WITH HIS COUNTRIES?!]

[starspangledhero]

It was self defense! They're bears. You know what bears do? They eat people and steal hard-earned salmon.

[ So many things. ]

[kungfublackfrog]

[Facepalming. So. MUCH.]

It wasn't attacking us. It was trying to eat the fruit on the ground.

[starspangledhero]

It was plotting to attack us. You just don't know bears like I do.

[ It's a long story Adam, one that no one wants to hear. ]

[kungfublackfrog]

...you know what? I'm not going to ask.

If something is coming for us, then shoot it. Better to not waste resources.

[Why is he explaining this?]

[starspangledhero]

It ain't a waste! Trust me, I know what I'm doing. I've been at this whole "exploring the dangerous wilderness" junk for decades.

[kungfublackfrog]

...

[Ignoring you now, nutcase. Off to scout for better trail.]

[gochuugoku]

Aiyaa! Měiguó, this is why the pandas are endangered, aru!

[Hi, America. This is China with his long hair back and from 2012, and he thinks you're acting like you are from the past just to escape from paying the debt.]

[starspangledhero]

[ Hi, China. This is America still hating communism with a fiery passion. He notices nothing different about China because HAHA what is being observant. ]

Hey, don't look at me! I don't go around shooting pandas all the time. It's probably your dirty, suffocating socioeconomic policy that is slowly killing them all. They've all given up on the will to live and simply wither away under the Red virus.

[gochuugoku]

Enough with your bad behavior! [/points finger at] It's inexcusable! [/now wagging that finger] Stop pretending that you're still living in the late 60's because those days are over whether you like it or not!

The now is 2012.

[starspangledhero]

[ just. this face. ]

Man. China. Are you high?

[gochuugoku]

No! But did you really go back to your bad habit of doing drugs?

Oh, by the way my boss is getting tired of waiting for you to pay back the debt, aru. You owe me about, as 2010, $1.164 trillion.

[starspangledhero]

I'm not back to anything. I thought we already established this wibbly wobbly, timey wimey stuff. Apparently it's just too smart to get through your dense, dumb Commie head.

And I don't owe you jack shit.

/sob I'm so sorry I keep replying late. I'm on skype ;w;

[gochuugoku]

...What? You're the one that's not making sense.

The year is 2012 for me. Unless... did we speak the last time I was here? Because I've lost my memories of my previous stays. Someone told me I was from 1937 the first time, then 1967 the second.

[...Shoot. If he was from 1967, then he and America--]

Ah! Let me make one thing clear here, Měiguó! Though I don't remember what happened when I was here last time, I can only imagine how things were between us then. However, that is not me anymore, I am now from 2012. Therefore, I do not wish to have any problems with you. Understand? You don't bother me, I don't bother you, aru.

[rocks]

Would you Stop with the whistling already? It's getting annoying!

[ Yeah, have a very annoyed blind chick attempting to punch you in the arm to get her point across.

She is so not in the mood for whistling. Nor is she all that happy about all this shooting you're doing. Her poor ears can't take it anymore!!!! ]

[starspangledhero]

[ He rubs his arm after he's hit. Poor Toph, he talks loudly too. At this rate she might be blind AND deaf by the end of the trip. ]

Ouch. Oh c'mon, what else am I supposed to do? Ain't like my record player's portable!

[ Except that would be really cool. New goal in life: make a portable music player. ]