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]

[ 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!

[micro_tsun]

Huh?!

[He was lost in his own moment there for a sec. When he realizes it, he tries to go back to being a coolass.]

What makes ya think I'd want to sing along?

[starspangledhero]

[ Gosh this guy needs to remove the stick from his ass, America thinks. This translates to SOON AS WE GET HOME, MUST GET HIM TO SMOKE A BOWL. ]

Why wouldn't you? C'mon, what else are we doin' to pass the time except walking?

[micro_tsun]

[Hell, he can't really think of any quick snap back for that. Instead, he shrugs it off]

Be better if he had some kinda fuckin' radio.

[Singing would be a bit more casual than he wants people seeing him as... but there really isn't anything else to do but insult trees. If someone questions him about it, he'll just tell them to fuck off.

After a moment he thinks of a song that America might know if he's really from the late 1960's.]

Magic Carpet Ride is a good song. Ya should know that one.