Muppet College Dorms: The Next Semester

[The Count]

UD: It's all frigh... *Swallows a bit too much soup too soon, begins to drown just a little, passes out for real.

Heh... That'll teach you to leave it to the professionals Slug, right Uncle D. Right?
*Checks on the phantom dragon. Oh no! Help! Where's a lifegua... Ga! Spamela, you're the only one who's been certified to help in a sitch like this. Please? Will you? *Isa worried for his roomie. :concern: :eek:

[WhiteRabbit]

Spamela: Of course...I'll have to give him mouth to snout resuscitation... *gets up, advances toward the phantom, and pulls him onto the floor*

Zoot: *wandering in with the others* Hey...what'd we miss...?

[AnimatedC9000]

Waldo: ... Skittle? O_o

Cait: *is silent, observing it all*

Digit: O_O ... um... I don't believe you guys missed anything important...

[Winslow Leach]

Heh... That'll teach you to leave it to the professionals Slug, right Uncle D. Right?


Tony: You're tellin' me... : /

Lefty: Perhaps I may help dat fellow what's drownin' in his soup. In addition ta bein' a dentist, I am also sometin of a sturgeon...er...surgeon...riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii iiiiiiiight!:shifty:

[The Count]

*Lightning flashes above Lefty. Count: Leave him be, he's in far better hands.
*UD unconscious on the floor... *Afterlife passes by in a blurred haze in his mind's eyes.
Sure hope Spamela can bring him back from the brink.

*Nervous waiter drops off the drink for the sneakthief, loaded with black powder.
Count: O-o-o. *Indicates for everybody else to duck or hide, knowing :crazy: is about to strike.

[WhiteRabbit]

Spamela: *breaks off of the eerie looking muppet for a moment to catch her breath and leans back in again* Oh, I think he should be waking up soon...I hope...

Zoot: Uh huh...I'm not even gonna ask... =/

[The Count]

*UD softly yet surely grabs for Spamela's hand. *After her quick mouth-to-snout restorative power, he blinks once, twice, three times before sitting up gingerly.

UD: Thank you Miss Spamela. Almost got sucked back down into, well, best not dwell on it. *Stands up and bows in thanking her. *Holds out her chair as a gentleman should, then moves it lightly after she's sitting down, returning to his own seat.

Hey Tony, are your other guys coming?
Ailie! You made it. Good, now it's a party.
*Keeps listening to all while humming to the tune of the music playing in the background.

[Fragglemuppet]

Well I say there's somethin' fishy about this whole business!
Gobo: You had to do that joke...
Well one of us had to, and I lost the toss.
But seriously, Uncle Deadly? Oh my goodness, what happened? *whispering to Ed so as not to alarm Spamela anymore than she already is* But he's dead, isn't he? So how could he?...

[WhiteRabbit]

Spamela: *wipes her mouth carefully and then smiles at UD in relief* Oh, it was nothing. It's all in the line of-- *blushes as he helps her back into her chair* Um, thanks, Mr. Phantom dude.

Ailie: Yo all. *dragging her drumset across the restaurant*

[The Count]

*Whispering back: Yeah, I know. Some questions are better left unanswered.

Mandy: Works for me.
Grim: Ditto.
Erwin Yeah.

Me: Shhhh... Get back to the castle guys, you'll ruin the illusion.
*Spooks disappear.

You know... This was a great idea. I'd like to invite yous guys and gals to New Year's Yolkathon. It's basically a day-long omelette breakfast brunch type of deal my family started, an old tradition. LMK and it can be set up in a snap for the weekend.
*Leaves Uncle D and Spamela to mingle as they may.

[Winslow Leach]

*Nervous waiter drops off the drink for the sneakthief, loaded with black powder.
Count: O-o-o. *Indicates for everybody else to duck or hide, knowing :crazy: is about to strike.

Lefty: Feh! Dat Uncle Deadly is such an actor...(picks up drink, and downs it in one gulp; lets out a loud belch) Gah! Dat crum-bum put too much ice in dis--

Smoke starts rising from Lefty's smock.

Lefty: Sometin's boynin' in da kitchen...

The smoke rises more and more rapidly...Lefty begins jerking violently in his chair, as if he has a severe case of the chills; his head begins spinning around and around...and then:

Lefty's head pops off of his neck, and shoots upward like a rocket.

[The Count]

*Ready for rock 'n' rolling if Ailie and company decide to start a live show, which'd be awesome, but is :cool: is her choice.

[The Count]

Count: Eh, he's just sore cause it never vorked out between him and Jennifer. Hmm, guess Crazy Harry's been messing with the drinks. *Finishes the can of soda and gets another from the passing waiter, who assures him their beverages are untampered.

[WhiteRabbit]

Spamela: *sees the musicians setting up and leaves UD and her half eaten salad* Ooh...can I join in? *starts dancing around wildly and shaking her hips and hair*

Dr. Teeth: O_O *blinks, gazing at her in awe* Uh...

Zoot: Yeah, why not?

[Winslow Leach]

Hey Tony, are your other guys coming?


Yesh, they shed they would be here...I let Crashy Harry drive. For shome reashon I don't trusht Newshie behind the wheel...but now I'm having shecond thoughtsh about Harry...well...Mishter Turtle ish with them, sho I shuppose they'll be all right...I hope...

[The Count]

Mmm... Well, they'll make it... Eventually. *Still humming. *Nudges UD to go out there.
UD: Noooo... Don't want to seem too pushy. She is a nice one isn't she? *Little dreary dreamy sigh.

[Winslow Leach]

Mr. Turtle: This place is rather quiet. Perhaps a tune from my esteemed colleague Noel Coward will liven things up, wot?

Mr. Turtle climbs onto a piano bench, plays, and sings:

Quite for no reason
I'm here for the season
And high as a kite,
Living in error
With Maud at Camp Ferrat
Which couldn't be right.

Everyone's here and frightfully gay,
Nobody cares what people say,
Though the Riviera
Seems really much queerer
Than Rome at its height,
Yesterday night...

I went to a marvellous party,
I must say the fun was intense,
We all had to do
What the people we knew
Would be doing in a hundred years hence.

Dear Cecil arrived wearing armour,
Some shells and a black feather boa,
Poor Millicent wore a surrealist comb
Made of bits of mosaic from St. Peter's in Rome,
But the weight was so great that she had to go home,
I couldn't have liked it more,
Ho-ho!

[WhiteRabbit]

Zoot: *watching Mr. Turtle in confusion and then starts tapping his foot impatiently by the second verse* ... *pulls him off the piano without a word and duct tapes him to a chair*

[Winslow Leach]

Newsie: Well that was rather inappropriate! (Newsie marches up to Zoot) Why did you interrupt that poor fellow? I quite enjoyed what he was singing. It was much better than that "noise" you play! (Newsie punches Zoot on the nose; he immediately regrets it) Oh! Uh...my hand...I didn't mean to...I....heh heh....(waves) How's it going?

[WhiteRabbit]

Zoot: Listen, Newsie, he-- O_O *gasps and clutches his nose, looking alarmed* Why would you--? ! ;_; *starts crying and sulks*

Spamela: O_o *freezes and cocks her head, wondering why the music stopped*

[Winslow Leach]

Zoot: Listen, Newsie, he-- O_O *gasps and clutches his nose, looking alarmed* Why would you--? ! ;_; *starts crying and sulks*

Spamela: O_o *freezes and cocks her head, wondering why the music stopped*

Mr. Turtle: My dear, let me put your quizzical expression to rest. The music stopped because that ruffian grabbed me and taped me to this chair. Then that newscaster fellow hit the ruffian in the nose. If you'll kindly untie me, I shall continue my medley of Noel Coward and Cole Porter tunes.

Lefty: Gar-kon! Gimme a ginger ale, an' go easy on da ginger! Riiiiiiiiiiiiight! *hic*

[The Count]

*Waiter: You've had enough to drink sir. *Readies to call Kermit the Bouncer if things get rough, reminding self to tell the frog not to cause another bout of amnesia/mistaken identity in Lefty's screwy psyche.

[Fragglemuppet]

*lounging around room*
Well, I'm glad everyone seemed to have a good time last night. Things looked like they were gonna get ugly between Zoot and Newsie for a minute there, and poor Tony! I wonder what fine, upstanding dentist Lefty stole his licence from?
Wembley: *not fully getting it* Yeah. Say, Lefty looked like he was getting kinda sick just before we left last night. Do yoa think we should go over to check on him?
Um..no, I don't think that would help actually.
Gobo: Good thought.
I'm sure Tony'll let us know if they need anything. *sighs and giggles a bit* Poor Tony...

[The Count]

*Listening to the Leprechaun Brothers on MCR. Hey guys, I'm making some Riverbottom Nightmare Blend if you want any. Will switch over to good ol' 60's Chart Toppers for New Year's tomorrow.

[Winslow Leach]

*lounging around room*
Well, I'm glad everyone seemed to have a good time last night. Things looked like they were gonna get ugly between Zoot and Newsie for a minute there, and poor Tony! I wonder what fine, upstanding dentist Lefty stole his licence from?
Wembley: *not fully getting it* Yeah. Say, Lefty looked like he was getting kinda sick just before we left last night. Do yoa think we should go over to check on him?
Um..no, I don't think that would help actually.
Gobo: Good thought.
I'm sure Tony'll let us know if they need anything. *sighs and giggles a bit* Poor Tony...

Tony knocks on Kate's door.

Hi Kate. I jusht wanted to thank you again for yeshterday. My tooth wash killing me, and Lefty shed he wash a "qualified" dentisht...I wash running late to your get-together...and beggarsh can't be choosersh, right? Show I let Lefty work on me. Obvioushly that wash a big mishtake...yesh, Wembley, you're correct. Lefty did literally blow hish top after drinking what I'm pretty sure washn't Dr. Pepper...oh Kate, I hate to bother you, but do you happen to have any strawsh handy? I can't eat sholid food...thanksh.

[Fragglemuppet]

Oh, high Tony. Sure, I've got plenty of straws, here you go! *gives Tony a handfull.* Try to get as much rest as possible, although with your roommates, I know it's a challenge. If nothing else, it'll keep your mind off the pain. Gee, first Newsie, then you. Ever think about calling the American Dental Association on Lefty?

[WhiteRabbit]

Spamela: *inside the common room, brushing her hair and humming vaguely to herself, oblivious to Ailie and Dr. Teeth drooling over her*

Ailie: Can I paint your toes, Spammy? O_O

Dr. Teeth: Can I kiss them? O_O

Spamela: ...um... O_o

[Beakerfan]

Alex: *passed out on the floor, still surrounded by papers*

Bean: *brushing Alex's hair*

Rizzo: 'Ey, ya think she's finally done with whatevah she was woikin on?

Sweetums: *solemnly nods as he cleans up the papers*

Link: *staring in a mirror, primping*

Animal: *rummaging through the closet* FOUND IIIIIT! *holds up a shimmery white dress*

Sweetums: Good boy Animal! Now see if you can find her shoes too....

Animal: O-KAY! *sets the dress on a chair and continues to search the closet*

Bean: Do you think we should wake her up?

Sweetums: Well.... lets let her sleep a little longer.... *picks Alex up and puts her on the couch*

Bean: *picks up the hairbrush and begins to put curlers in Alex's hair*

[WhiteRabbit]

Zoot: O_O *edging away from the others and wandering down the hall, sighing* ...Am I the only one who...? *pokes his head into the room* Animal! Where did you get that dr--? Who said you could borrow it, huh? ! O_O *snatches it out of his hands along with the shoes and runs back down the hallway*

Back in the common room...

Dr. Teeth: *dressed in rags* I'mma beh yo slave fo'eva, Spammeh.... *clings to her leg*

Spamela: O_O

[Beakerfan]

Animal: COME BACK! COME BACK!

Sweetums: Shhhh! WHAT THE- ZOOT! GET BACK HERE WITH THAT DRESS! IT DOESNT BELONG TO YOU! *runs after Zoot*

[Winslow Leach]

Oh, high Tony. Sure, I've got plenty of straws, here you go! *gives Tony a handfull.* Try to get as much rest as possible, although with your roommates, I know it's a challenge. If nothing else, it'll keep your mind off the pain. Gee, first Newsie, then you. Ever think about calling the American Dental Association on Lefty?

Thanksh, Kate! I'll bring 'em back when I'm through with 'em. Oh wait...nevermind...yesh, it's rather imposhible to get any resht in that zoo of a room...but I'm ushed to it. Oh yesh, I did call the ADA sheveral timesh, conshering Lefty. They told me they'd "look into it," but sho far...nothing. I'm afraid Lefty may have friendsh in high plashes...

[Muppet Newsgirl]

(in room 7)

All: (singing) There is a man called Mr. Lang, and he's got a neon sign...and Mr. Lang is very old, so they call it Old Lang's Sign...

(chorus of cackles and boos)

Beige: Well it still makes more sense than all that stuff about auld and lang and cups of kindness.
Nora: You're telling me - I never understood Bobby Burns at all.
Storyteller: I know, there's the one about the mouse, and the flea on the woman's bonnet...what time does the fun start?
Scooter: Well, the street fair starts at seven, and then Gonzo's going to juggle chainsaws while skating in bacon grease...
Erin: And then there's the parade of distinguished flying aces...all sounds really cool, but what's the point of shooting playing cards out of a cannon?

[The Count]

UD: Bobby Burns? Ah, time for my act. *Whips out a violin and starts playing.
Yeah... Bobby Burns while he *pointing at UD* fiddles.
UD: *Cackling, at my age, it's a pleasure to hear a joke that's older than I.


Happy New Year everyone. I'll be off to some party or other, so please, don't get too out of hand, but do enjoy yourselves tonight. :concern: :excited: :zany:

[Winslow Leach]

Tony: Hey guys!

Newsie: Tommy! Your jaw is fixed!

Tony: Yes. Yes it is. Thanks for the observation, Mr. Bean.

Newsie: But...how?

Tony: I went to a real dentist.

Newsie: Makes sense.

Mr. Turtle: Elementary, my dear lab rat.

Newsie: Huh?

Mr. Turtle: I didn't say anything. I am a turtle. I don't talk.

Newsie: That's what I thought!

Lefty: Well well well...so youse didn't like my woik, eh?

Tony: Um...well...how should I put this...(Tony shoves Lefty out the window--which is closed)

Newsie: Tommy! The window was closed!

Tony: I was aware of that.

Mr. Turtle: Well played, old man. Well played.

[WhiteRabbit]

Zoot: O_O *bolting into the common room and hiding underneath a loose floorboard* ...

[Winslow Leach]

Zoot: O_O *bolting into the common room and hiding underneath a loose floorboard* ...

RF: Zoot! I found you! You can't hide from me! Ooh! Can I play hide and seek too? Okay, I hide, and you close your eyes and count to twenty--no--thirty...and then come and find me!

RF runs out of common room.

[WhiteRabbit]

Zoot: ... *pulls the floorboard back down as though it's a roof and conceals himself again*

Dr. Teeth: *crawling over from Spamela to the floorboard his bandmate's hiding under* Hey Zoot, what're ya doin' down there? =P *kneeling on top of the surface*

Zoot: O_O *struggling to breathe* Dr. Teeth...get...off...me...please...

[Winslow Leach]

Zoot: ... *pulls the floorboard back down as though it's a roof and conceals himself again*

Dr. Teeth: *crawling over from Spamela to the floorboard his bandmate's hiding under* Hey Zoot, what're ya doin' down there? =P *kneeling on top of the surface*

Zoot: O_O *struggling to breathe* Dr. Teeth...get...off...me...please...

Tony: Hey Dr. Teeth. Whatcha doin'? Ooh! A loose floorboard, eh? I love loose floorboards, heehee!

Tony leaps onto the floorboard, oblivious to Zoot, and bounces up and down.

Tony: Hmmm...there's something kinda lumpy under here...ah well...(resumes bouncing)

Lefty flies into the common room, Newsie hot on his heels.

Newsie: Gimme my reports!

Lefty: No! I'm Dobby da house elf, an' I'm here da cause mischief! Riiiiiiiiiiiiiight!

[WhiteRabbit]

Dr. Teeth: O_o *crawls out of the way*

Zoot: X_X *pushes up the floorboard and it snaps under Tony trying to jump on it at the same time* *collapses*

Dr. Teeth: ... *pokes Zoot* Are ya dead?

[Winslow Leach]

Dr. Teeth: O_o *crawls out of the way*

Zoot: X_X *pushes up the floorboard and it snaps under Tony trying to jump on it at the same time* *collapses*

Dr. Teeth: ... *pokes Zoot* Are ya dead?

Tony loses his balance, falls backward and whacks his head against the floor.

Tony: No, but I am...X_X

Meanwhile, the monkey continues to chase the weasel...

[WhiteRabbit]

Spamela: I know just the solution for this... *runs into another room and gets a bucket of water* *dumps it on Tony's head*

Dr. Teeth: ... *pours a bucket of jello on Zoot's head*

[Winslow Leach]

Spamela: I know just the solution for this... *runs into another room and gets a bucket of water* *dumps it on Tony's head*


Tony: Glugbuhhh...I'm drowning! Mommy, don't let the mean old shark get me, I--oh...er...*ahem*...thanks, Spammy...

Lefty crashes into Dr. Teeth; the sneak thief is terrified.

[WhiteRabbit]

Spamela: No problem, Tony.

Dr. Teeth: ...Um, Lefty, yo in mah bubble...fo' reals, I don't like ya like in that way...actualleh, I don't like ya in any way. HELP! Vialation! *being a bit of a hypocrite* *hits him with the empty bucket* O_o

[Winslow Leach]

Dr. Teeth: ...Um, Lefty, yo in mah bubble...fo' reals, I don't like ya like in that way...actualleh, I don't like ya in any way. HELP! Vialation! *being a bit of a hypocrite* *hits him with the empty bucket* O_o

Lefty (toughens up as soon as Dr. Teeth hits him with bucket) Tough guy, eh? I'm in yer bubble? I'm in yer bubble? And ya don't like me? Well, I'm from da street, homes, and I don't like youse either, amigo. Ya dig? Now why doncha make like a tree...an' get outta town! Riiiiiiiiiiight! Oh...and dis is what I tink of youse! (he rips and crinkles Newsie's reports, then throws them in Dr. Teeth's face) Yer nuttin' but paper, blowin' in da wind!

Newsie: Nooooooooooooooooo! I worked for days on those stories!

Falls to his knees, and tries to piece his work together.

[WhiteRabbit]

Dr. Teeth: ...mhm. *flicks Lefty in the forehead* =P

Ailie: ...cheese?

[Beakerfan]

Sweetums: Zoot! What did you do with Alex's dress? *looks around a bit and doesn't see it*

Back in room 24, the dress has somehow magically appeared on the sleeping Alex. As she sleeps, Bean is removing curlers and attempting to wake her.

Bean: Alex! Time to get up.... it's almost the new year!

Rizzo: *half-way into a bucket of fried chicken* Maybe she ain't asleep.....

Bean: *shocked* Not asleep? Well... what else could she be? What should we do?

Rizzo: Eh... go get Sweetums. He'll know what ta do.

Bean: *scurries off to find Sweetums*

[Winslow Leach]

Dr. Teeth: ...mhm. *flicks Lefty in the forehead* =P


Lefty: Shaddap, Teeth! You tink yer so tough wit yer...bling...at least I'm in fightin' shape. One time I beat up a grizzly bear. Well...actually...it was one 'a dem bear-skin rugs...but I didn't know it at da time! So dat counts! An' yer no tougher dan a bear rug! Don't make me open a can of smack youse around, 'cause I will if ya don't watch yer step! Riiiiiiiiiiiiight!

[WhiteRabbit]

Zoot: *magically has the dress back and is wearing it...and looking very disturbing* *stares in the mirror for a moment* O_O *runs away from Sweetums*

Dr. Teeth: *smirks* Wow, Lefteh...that's realleh bada-- *gives Zoot a weird look* What was I sayin' again? Eh, the fudge with it... *hits Lefty with the bucket a second time*

[Winslow Leach]

Zoot: *magically has the dress back and is wearing it...and looking very disturbing* *stares in the mirror for a moment* O_O *runs away from Sweetums*

Dr. Teeth: *smirks* Wow, Lefteh...that's realleh bada-- *gives Zoot a weird look* What was I sayin' again? Eh, the fudge with it... *hits Lefty with the bucket a second time*

Lefty: BAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH ! ! ! Dat's it! No more mister nice Lefty...now you've crossed da line, carrot-nose! (Lefty hits Dr. Teeth in the gut) Look at all dis flab! Does it keep ya warm? (pulls Dr. Teeth's nose) Honk honk! Here comes da bus! Everybody on! (jumps onto Dr. Teeth's shoulders) To da opera, Jeeves, and step on it! I'll trow in an extra gum wrapper if youse get me dere by da final curtain!

[WhiteRabbit]

Dr. Teeth: *sighs* ... -_- *yanks Lefty off by the neck and throws him through the roof*

Ailie: O_O

[The Count]

*Gets back to the dorms and goes to sleep.
UD: What about...
Me, starting to doze off: Tony jumping on the floorboard and getting jell-o over the place?
UD hums his ascent.
Me: Send 'em Hobgoblins. That'll teach him.
*Falls asleep.
*UD presses the button that triggers Tony and his roomies into the common room theater-styled holding pen to watch the movie.

[WhiteRabbit]

Spamela: *singing* Womanizer...oh, you're a womanizer, oh...boy, don't try to hide--ah ah--'cause that's just want you are...

Zoot: Hmmph...Christina owns Britney.

Spamela: Says you... =P

Zoot: =P It's not that I don't value your opinion, Spammy, it's just that mine is better...

Spamela: Tell that to them. *points to Ailie and Dr. Teeth*

Both: WE LOVE YOU, SPAMELA! !

[Winslow Leach]

*Gets back to the dorms and goes to sleep.
UD: What about...
Me, starting to doze off: Tony jumping on the floorboard and getting jell-o over the place?
UD hums his ascent.
Me: Send 'em Hobgoblins. That'll teach him.
*Falls asleep.
*UD presses the button that triggers Tony and his roomies into the common room theater-styled holding pen to watch the movie.

Noooo! Not Hobgoblins! I'll be good, I--

(movie starts; Tony and his roomies are unable to move from their seats; if they do, they shall suffer unspeakable TORCHA!)

Drat! -_-

[WhiteRabbit]

Zoot: --and she doesn't even write her own songs...

Spamela: And what makes you think Christina does?

Zoot: ...there's one about her mother? =P

Spamela: Uh huh. *sighs* -_- I'm sure she's proud...

[Winslow Leach]

In the common room, Lefty, wearing boxing gloves, is trying to teach RF how to box (RF is also wearing boxing gloves, and is somewhat reluctant to participate).

Lefty: Now dis is how a real boxer stands...(Lefty assumes his classic 1890s boxer's stance)

RF: I don't know about this, Lefty...

Lefty: Ah, youse wanna be tough when ya walk da streets, right? Youse gotta know how ta defend yerself!

RF: I usually just break into a song and dance.

Lefty: Nah, dat stuff's fer kids! A real man knocks anudder guy down. He don't sing "Do Re Mi."

RF: I'm still not sure...

Lefty: Chicken? Bwrak! (Lefty begins air-punching, coming close to RF's face) Bwrak! C'mon, chicken! Yer sproutin' feathers! An' is dat a beak I see growin'? C'mon! Bwrak! Bwrak!

RF closes his eyes, swings, and hits Lefty on the side of the head; a stunned Lefty falls to the floor, unconscious.

RF's eyes widen in horror...

RF: I killed him!

RF runs out of the common room.

[The Count]

*Count as the ref administers the standard 10-count.

Me: Argh... Can't seem to do anything right. This New Year is starting wrongo. Now what can I give Ailie to apologize? *Doesn't know what celebrity to send, what music she'd like, what kind of thing would smooth things over saying "I'm hugely sorry... Me Dork." :(

[Beakerfan]

Sweetums: *wandering aimlessly through the dorms* Oh hi Ed! *cough cough*Roger daltry*cough cough*

Bean: *sitting on Sweetums' shoulders* Hi Ed! Sweetums, I'm bored. Lets go visit Ailie....

[The Count]

Oh hey... Thanks Sweetums. Might just reward you with... Never mind. *Scurries off to the Kennedy Center to kidnap, er, invite some musicians to stop by the dorms.

BTW: You wouldn't know what happened to Alex would you?
*Count gets Kelly's answering machine. Hmm, vill have to see if anyone else can help Ed with a descript of that nice boy Farley who lived 40 blocks from his new school.

:search:

[The Count]

*Returns and has help in leaving six parcels at Ailie's room. Each one is labeled, and there are Cheetos and Skittles and Oreos for all. The boxes contain: Brittney Speares for Spammy, Christina Aguilera for Zoot, Li'l Kim fo Dr. Teeth, Heidi Klume for Mr. Panda, and Roger Daltry and Pete Townsend for Ailie. A note is tacked to the boxes asking forgiveness saying "I'm sorry, Me dork" from Ed to Room 17's main resident. :D :cool: :flirt:

[Winslow Leach]

RF sings and dances.

RF:

In the morning what I like most
Ain't Frankenberry, waffles,
Fried bacon or roast,
What really makes my tummy rumble
Is a nice hot plate of buttery toast!

T-O-A-S-T!

Is what I love the most!

T-O-A-S-T!

Makes me brag and boast!

T-O-A-S-T!

What do you think?

Crazy Harry: @_@ Boom?

Newsie: Is that your newest "rap," Roosevelt Franklin?

RF: Uh-huh. I composed it this morning to sing it to my class. I want to celebrate the joy of toast!

Lefty: Dat song reminded me of toast...in dat it was crummy! Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight!

Tony: Hahahahaha. No. Go sit in the corner.

Lefty: Bah!

Tony: Harry...

Crazy Harry lights two large sticks of dynamite, and holds them dangerously close to Lefty's face.

Lefty: Okay, okay...

Crazy Harry: Wait! (Crazy Harry produces a large dunce cap, and plops it onto Lefty's head) AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

As Lefty turns to head to the corner of the room, Crazy Harry gives him a swift kick in the rear.

Lefty: Why youse--

Harry waves the dynamite menacingly.

Lefty sighs, slumps his shoulders, and heads for the corner.

Tony: And face the wall.

Lefty: Yes, mudder...

Lefty sits in the corner, and stares at the wall.

Newsie: Um...you're quite a disciplinarian, Harry, but what are you going to do with that dynamite now?

Tony: If you don't know the answer to that question, Newsie, you obviously haven't been paying attention to the activities in this room for, oh, the past eight months or so...

[The Count]

Throw those sticks outside Harry! I don't want anything ruining the presents for Ailie.

[WhiteRabbit]

Ailie: ... *smacks Dr. Teeth with a banana made out of steel to make herself feel better*

Dr. Teeth: X_X I love ya too, Ailieh...

[Winslow Leach]

Newsie wanders around the room with a blindfold over his eyes; Lefty, Crazy Harry, RF and Mr. Turtle are scattered around the room.

Newsie: Marco. Marco. Marco. Marco.

Stifled giggles.

Newsie: Marco. Marco. Come on, you guys! You have to say "Polo!" Marco. Marco!

Tony enters; he stands in the doorway for a moment and watches.

Newsie: Marco. Marco. (tags Tony) Aha! You're so pathetic! You didn't even try! (removes blindfold and gasps) T-tommy! I-I didn't--

Tony: You are aware Marco Polo is traditionally played in a pool, right?

Newsie: Er...of course...it's an Olympic sport, right? I think I covered it once...

Lefty shoves Newsie out the door.

Lefty: MARCO!

Tony: What was that for?

Lefty (shrugs) Meh. Spur of the moment.

[Winslow Leach]

Crazy Harry, his hair slicked down, his rumpled clothing sort of tucked in, knocks on Ailie's door. He carries a large package with a bow on it. Inside is a very loud and very obvious ticking...written on a card in Harry's crude handwriting is DO NOT PUT NEXT TO CDs OR FOODSTUFFS...EXTREMELY DANGEROUS, HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

[WhiteRabbit]

Zoot: ... *opens the door without saying a word and darts away from CH as fast as he can*

[Winslow Leach]

Crazy Harry barges into Ailie's room, and looks around frantically for something to blow up...he spies a pile of new CDs and cookies. Laughing maniacally, he tosses the box onto the pile, and leaps behind a piece of furniture just as...

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMM ! ! ! !

[WhiteRabbit]

Zoot: ...O_O *blinks*

Dr. Teeth: C'mon...Ailieh, gimmeh a hug...ya know love meh... ;_;

Ailie: NO! -_-

Dr. Teeth: Don' make meh force ya, kid... =P

Ailie: *cracks a whip at him* Back, I say!

Dr. Teeth: *squeaks* X_X C'mon, baby, please...?

Ailie: Nya. ;_;

[The Count]

Hmm... Wonder if Ailie and her roomies liked the presents. Oh well... *Drinking hot chocolate.

[WhiteRabbit]

Zoot: ... *trying to clean up all the debris CH left over from blowing everything, including the boxes up* *sighs and looks for a vacuum*

[Winslow Leach]

Newsie, in an oversized, ratty bear costume, runs through the halls...

Newsie: Gaaaaaaahhhhhhhh! Get away from me! Get away from me! No! No! Noooooooooo! Bees! No! Not the bees...not the beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeees ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Falls to the floor, and rolls around, grabbing his eyes.

Newsie: NOT THE BEES! GAAAAARRRR! MY EYES! MY EYES! OH NO! BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEES! BLAAAAAAAARRRRGGGHHHHHHHHHHH ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

[WhiteRabbit]

Spamela: *stares at Newsie in utter confusion and sidesteps him* Oh...I just love this new outfit...it makes me wanna dance! *wearing a brown halter top with a long, flowing, orange skirt and swaying around in the middle of the hall* Song time! *drags Dr. Teeth out and forces him to sing*

Dr. Teeth: Ladies up in here tonight
No fighting, no fighting
We got the refugees up in here
No fighting, no fighting

Spamela, Spamela

I never really knew that she could dance like this
She makes a man wants to speak Spanish
Como se llama (si), bonita (si), mi casa (si), su casa
Spamela, Spamela

Spamela: *trying to sing and shake her hips at the same time* ...Oh baby, when you, um...talk like that, you...make...a...a...woman go mad...so be wise...and keep on...reading the signs of--wha--? We have to read too? ! AAAAAAAAH! This is going too fast, I can't keep up...help--my hips are on tonight...and...um...they're not lying...EEEEEEE! *spins out of control*

Dr. Teeth: *facepalm* X_X

Mr. Panda: ...vhy am I here?

[The Count]

*Weeping over loss of presents in Harry's latest excapade. Why? Why do I ask why? *Is dissolved into stormy teary mist.

[WhiteRabbit]

Spamela: EEEEEEEEEEE! *still spinning and shaking frantically and crashes into a wall* ...X_X

[Winslow Leach]

Spamela: EEEEEEEEEEE! *still spinning and shaking frantically and crashes into a wall* ...X_X

Newsie stands, and shouts at Spamela:

Newsie: STEP AWAY FROM THE BIKE! STEP AWAY FROM THE BIKE!

Meanwhile, in Tony's dorm room, Mr. Turtle shudders.

Mr. Turtle: Buh! I feel a strange disturbance in the Force...

Lefty: Da Force?

Mr. Turtle: The Force...of acting!

[WhiteRabbit]

Spamela: What bike? ! What are you talking about? ! AAAAAAAAAH! ;_; *feels herself tempted to start spinning again and runs away*

Mr. Panda: O_o ...er, vhat just happened?

Dr. Teeth: I dunno...let's go folla her. *climbs onto Mr. Panda's back and sits crosslegged* Wheeeeeee! ^_^

Mr. Panda: *trudges over to the common room where Spammy ran into* -_-

[Winslow Leach]

In the common room, Lefty spots Spamela. He stands, and begins to sing to her, swaying in time.

Lefty (gasps)

Oh yes it's ladies night
An' da feelin's right
Oh yeah it's ladies night
Oh what a night
Oh what a night
Oh yeah it's ladies night
An' da feelin's right
Oh yeah it's ladies night
Oh what a night!

Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight!

Goils, ya all got one
What?
A night dat's special everywhere
From New York ta Hollywood
It's ladies night
An' goil, da feelin's good!

Romantic lady, single baby
MMMMMMMM sophisticated mama
Whooooooooooo
Come on youse disco lady
Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight!

Gonna step out ladies night
Steppin' out ladies night
Gonna step out ladies night
Steppin' out ladies night!

Oh yes it's ladies night
An' da feelin's right
Oh yeah it's ladies night
Oh what a night, oh what a night
Oh yeah it's ladies night
Uh-huh, oooh yeah!

Sways back and forth.

[WhiteRabbit]

Mr. Panda: *throws Dr. Teeth off his back like a bucking horse once they reach the common room* -_-

Dr. Teeth: X_X

Spamela: O_O *gapes at Lefty in alarm and hides behind the band leader*

[Winslow Leach]

Lefty: C'mon, Spammy, sing wit me! Youse have grown on me like a cold sore grows in yer mouth! Riiiiiiiiiiight!

(sings)

Down at da English fair
One evening I was dere
When I hoid a showman shoutin' underneath da flair
Ooooohhhhh...

I've got a loverly bunch a coconuts
Dere dey are standin' in a row
Big ones, small ones, some as big as yer head
Give 'em a twist
Flick of da wrist
Dat's what da showman said

Now dat I've got a loverly bunch a coconuts
Everybody knows dey'll make me rich - oh joy!

I've got a loverly bunch a coconuts
How lovely!
Dere dey are, standing in a row
One, two, tree, four
Big ones, small ones, some as big as yer head
Or bigger!
Give 'em a twist
Flick of da wrist
Dat's what da showman said

Now dat I've got a loverly bunch a coconuts
Everybody knows dey'll make me rich - oh boy!

Have a banana!

Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight!

[WhiteRabbit]

Spamela: *runs out of the common room without a word*

Dr. Teeth: *drags his BFF out of there as well*

Zoot: *watching Fiddler on the Roof and arguing with the man singing on the screen* Nooooo...no, no no--it's If I Was A Rich Girl! Honestly... -_-

[AnimatedC9000]

Cait: *walks by Zoot with Waldo flying beside her* Hi Zoot, whatcha watchin'?

Waldo: Looks like... Fiddler on the Roof...

Cait: ... not Cat on the Hot Ti--

Waldo: I think they both came around at the same time, though...

[WhiteRabbit]

Zoot: *ignoring Waldo and turning off the movie in disappointment* ...hm...where did I put Space Balls again...?

[The Count]

*Leaves chocolate toffee pieces for whoever wants some. Maybe that'll get some people to show up here again.

[Winslow Leach]

Lefty: Ooh, chocolate toffee! (Lefty grabs some, and stuffs them into his mouth) Blissful! Ed! Didja hear da songs I was singin'? Dat's what youse call real talent, right dere! Never took a lesson either...(takes more chocolates) Oh yes! It's like dere's a party in my mouth, an' everyone's invited!

Tony whacks Lefty on the back; Lefty starts to gag.

Tony: Stop hogging it all, pig! They're not all for you!

Tony picks up Lefty by the scruff of the neck, and drags him back to the room.

[The Count]

Yeah... Itsa wonder you don't take the lead for the Bah Humbug yourself.

Good thing I'm hiding the good stuff for me 40th fiend. Inspiration has struck, finally decided, and I hope to have that worked on tomorrow with a bit of help of course. *Delighted gleam in his eye. Now to see if MuppetCast 91 is up and I can complete the podcast marathon in one single listening day.
:super:

[Ruahnna]

Piggy: Sweetie--would you hand me the remote? I want to rewind that scene again.
Kermit: Again? Piggy--you've already seen it 20 times tonight. (Sighs) Okay--here it is. (clicks remote)
Piggy: (whispering) Vous look very dashing in your red sweater, Kermie.
Kermit: (blushing) So you said.
Piggy: And snug pants!
Kermit: (scandalized) Piggy!
Ruahnna: (coming in from kitchen) Hi guys--what's on? (Watches for a moment.) Um, didn't we already watch this one tonight?
Kermit: (blushing) Um....
Ruahnna: (suddenly getting it) Oh! Piggy wants to see the scene where she gives you the slip at the door again, doesn't she?
Piggy: (haughtily) I don't know what you are--
Kermit: (interrupting) Um, actually it was me. I wanted to rewind it to get a look at Piggy in that gold dress again.
(Piggy sits up straighter in the recliner beside Kermit but doesn't dare look at him. Kermit turns and looks at Ru guilelessly.)
Kermit: And when I've done that, I'm going to rewind it and watch her strut by in her sundress.
(Piggy is now blushing furiously, but her face is radiant.)
Ruahnna: (suddenly realizing how superfluous she is) Oh. Well. I'm sure I have, um, something important to do, um, somewhere, um, else. (grabs laptop) I'll just, um, take my computer into my room and not come out--okay?
Kermit: Thank would be swell.
(They watch her scurry out, then Piggy turns and looks at Kermit with melting eyes.)
Piggy: Oh, Kermie--that was tres sweet of you.
(Kermit settles back into the corner of the recliner and puts both arms around Piggy.)
Kermit: You know, on second thought, I don't think I want to rewind any more tonight. I was thinking more along the lines of a fast forward....
(And after a moment, the only sounds coming from room 20 are snuggling, giggling...and typing.)

[Beakerfan]

A strange, supernatural force can be felt from within room 24... Alex, still laying on the couch, has been acting strange for days, much to the dismay and disrepair of her roommates.....

Suddenly, smoke begins to rise about the couch upon which Alex is laying. Slowly Alex levitates up off the couch and into a vertical position......

The lights go out.

A strum of a guitar.

A shout: ARE YOU READY TO ROCK'N'ROLL?

A spotlight shines on Alex to reveal her holding a guitar and wearing Paul Stanley's "Star Child" make-up and clothing.

A second spotlight reveals Sweetums wearing very heavy, drag-queen like make-up and torn pink and black leather resembling that of Dee Snider.

A third light shines on Rizzo as Richie Sambora. He wears a black wig and a black leather vest, and also carries a guitar.

Animal steps into the light, holding his drumsticks in an "X". He wears black leather pants and a gold armband, with Peter Criss' make-up.

Finally, Bean Bunny joins the group, wearing jeans, a white denim vest, and a pink bandana around his neck. He bears a guitar identical to that used by Eddie Van Halen.....

Alex: ALLRIGHT! Let's get this 80's hair metal party started! Whoo! *uncorks a bottle of sparkling cider and lets the cider spray all over the room*

Sweetums: *turns on Alex's 80's metal mix on her iTunes*

[WhiteRabbit]

Hit 'Em Up by 2pac and other sorts of oldschool, hardcore rap blare from Room 17...

Dr. Teeth: Peep how we do it
Keep it real
Its penitentiary steel
This ain't no freestyle battle *is censored at least a million times while he continues to rap*

Spamela: *jumping around and shaking it*

Ailie: *about to sing but Zoot immediately covers her mouth*

Dr. Teeth: We millionaires
Killin' ain't fair
But somebody got to do it...

Mr. Panda: *looking appalled*

[AnimatedC9000]

Cait: SWEET! My new iPod alarm clock actually works!

TG: We know...

Waldo: You seem happy today. Ready to go back to school?

Cait: ... about that--*throws herself at Lips's feet* PLEASE don't make me go back there!

Lips: *was getting breakfast* What? O_o

Digit: Caitlyn, the bus is gonna be here any minute!

Cait: Can I PLEASE have a ride to school? I don't think my baritone can fit on the bus!

Digit: ... oh...

TG: ... *sighs* I'll start the car...

[Winslow Leach]

Yeah... Itsa wonder you don't take the lead for the Bah Humbug yourself.


Lefty: *gasp* Do ya mean dat? Youse really tink I have talent enough ta be Scrooge, as in da leader of da Bah Humbugs? Why, dat's da--wait a minute! I could be wrong, but I'm pretty sure dat was an insult!

[The Count]

:rolleyes: No no, you could be the newest hit sensation... Bigger than the Justin Whatshisname. C'mon, let's get yous mooks in the recording studio.
*Setting Tony up for an MST moment, the one where Joel and the Bots did a cheesy rock number, the Mads listening at the Deep 13 soundbooth say it's okay, then wave their hands away in a 'blech reaction to the song.

[Fragglemuppet]

Ah, music music everywhere, and not a thing to listen to. Still, it is kind of nice to hear things are going on in the dorms. *walks over to Ed's room.* Hi Ed, was wondering if you had anymore toffie for me and the fraggles? Thanks. *Sees Lefty.* Hey Lefty, I thought I heard somethin' about you taking over as lead singer of Scrooge and the Ba Humbugs. I should think it'd be a great honor. That is, of course, unless you don't think they're any good after all...

[Winslow Leach]

:rolleyes: No no, you could be the newest hit sensation... Bigger than the Justin Whatshisname. C'mon, let's get yous mooks in the recording studio.
*Setting Tony up for an MST moment, the one where Joel and the Bots did a cheesy rock number, the Mads listening at the Deep 13 soundbooth say it's okay, then wave their hands away in a 'blech reaction to the song.

Tony: Golly gee! You mean that rad pop song all the kids are dancing to these days? The one that sounds like "Burning Rubber Tires," but it's not? Oooh!

Okay, Lefty, Roosevelt Franklin and Newsie you ready? I'll take the lead, you mooks follow.

Lefty: Hey! I'm supposed ta be da lead! Nobody puts Lefty in da corner!

Tony: Quiet! I'm the egomaniacal leader of this outfit. You do it my way, or you don't do it at all! From the top! Maestro!

A cheesy, early-80s pop song begins...

Tony (sings and awkwardly bops along)

With a pickled mind
We kick the wiffle beer
Steady as a goat
We're flying over trout
Ghetto down the highway
At the speed of light
All I want to feel now
Is the wind in my eyes
Sack of monkeys in my pocket
My sister's ready to go!

Tony, Lefty, RF and Newsie

Hear the engines roar now
Idiot control now
Hideous control now
Nitty on the road now
Midi in control
Wheels on fire
Burning rubber tires!

Mr. Turtle: The boy is pretty good.

Crazy Harry: Good? He's the best!

Mr. Turtle: O_O

Tony, Lefty, RF and Newsie (cont'd)

Near each other roll now
He really lets me go now
Needy inches bow down
Pity and a poor boy
Peas on fire
Burning rubber tires!

Song ends.

Newsie: Whew! Never "rocked" so hard in my life, Tommy! What do you think?

Tony (gives the "ok" sign and smiles) It stinks! (scowels)

[Winslow Leach]

*Sees Lefty.* Hey Lefty, I thought I heard somethin' about you taking over as lead singer of Scrooge and the Ba Humbugs. I should think it'd be a great honor. That is, of course, unless you don't think they're any good after all...

Tony: Lemme explain, Kate. You see, Lefty was down at the docks, and saw some poor guy getting pounded on. Lefty liked the sounds he was making, so he instantly named him lead singer of a non-existant group. The two guys doing the pounding were giving off a good beat--according to Lefty--so he made them the rhythm section. So far they haven't played any gigs, what with "Scrooge" still recovering...but if you ask me, I think Lefty would make a perfectly acceptable lead, since he's such a generous, kind-hearted fellow...

:rolleyes::scary:

[The Count]

Hi Kate. Sure, there's some toffee still left in the common room fridge. Help yourselves. *Puts down headphones. Finished MuppetCast 91...
Count: That's 5, 5 finished podcast episodes!
Yep... Now let's send some of Mom's brownies to thank them all.

:busy: :insatiable:

[Fragglemuppet]

Oh, I know, I've heard him singing the praises of the group before. But I mean, if he thinks the group is good now, then surely him joining it will only make it better! Besides, if he joins, the group can finally go on tour, and the rest of the world can hear how great they sound! You just tell him I said that. *says in a lower voice* Besides, if he's on tour, then you'll be rid of him for months at a time. Uh, don't tell him I said that, riiight.

In the meantime, two out of my three grades for last term are in! Of the two classes I thought I failed, I got a B in one and an A in the other! *Loud muppet and other music starts pumping from room 5.* Party in my room!

[WhiteRabbit]

Spamela: I still say Britney is way better...

Zoot: Meh...it's obviously Christina who comes out on top. I just need a second opinion. *nudges Dr. Teeth* Who do you like better?

Dr. Teeth: Wha--?

Zoot: Britney or Christina?

Dr. Teeth: ...Rihanna. =P

Zoot: ...I hate you. -_-

[Winslow Leach]

Oh, I know, I've heard him singing the praises of the group before. But I mean, if he thinks the group is good now, then surely him joining it will only make it better! Besides, if he joins, the group can finally go on tour, and the rest of the world can hear how great they sound! You just tell him I said that. *says in a lower voice* Besides, if he's on tour, then you'll be rid of him for months at a time. Uh, don't tell him I said that, riiight.


Ooooh! I get it! Riiiiiiiiiiiiight!;)

And hey, congrats on your grades! Par-tay!:)

[Winslow Leach]

Spamela: I still say Britney is way better...

Zoot: Meh...it's obviously Christina who comes out on top. I just need a second opinion. *nudges Dr. Teeth* Who do you like better?

Dr. Teeth: Wha--?

Zoot: Britney or Christina?

Dr. Teeth: ...Rihanna. =P

Zoot: ...I hate you. -_-

RF appears in Ailie's room.

RF: Beyonce!

[WhiteRabbit]

Dr. Teeth: *huggles RF* That's mah boy! ^_^

Zoot: *facepalm*

Mr. Panda: Vell, I prefer zee vorks uf Beethoven myselv.

Dr. Teeth: Who dat? O_o

[Winslow Leach]

Dr. Teeth: *huggles RF* That's mah boy! ^_^

Zoot: *facepalm*

Mr. Panda: Vell, I prefer zee vorks uf Beethoven myselv.

Dr. Teeth: Who dat? O_o

RF: YAY! BEYONCE!

Newsie (pops in) I beg your pardon, Werner, did I hear you mention the name of Ludwig Van? I have his entire output on LP. Why don't you come to my room sometime, and we can have a listening party! I'll make us jelly sandwiches with the crust cut off, because I don't care for the crust. What do you say, Hans? You free this evening? Or tomorrow, perhaps? I think you could use a bit of culture, away from that ruffian! (points to Dr. Teeth) Mr. Turtle and I will promise you an evening of intellectual, stimulating music and conversation.

[Beakerfan]

Alex: *still dressed as Paul Stanley* Ooh! This sounds fun! Let's see.... Christina.... Britney.... Rihanna..... *reapplies red lipstick* I choose myself. Er- Paul Stanley, that is.....

[WhiteRabbit]

Alex: *still dressed as Paul Stanley* Ooh! This sounds fun! Let's see.... Christina.... Britney.... Rihanna..... *reapplies red lipstick* I choose myself. Er- Paul Stanley, that is.....

Spamela: O_O ... *gawks at Alex's thick makeup and shudders* PENNYWISE! ! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! *runs around in circles* HELP!

Zoot: Stanley? Fwa? Remember that scene in IT with the bathtub when--?

Dr. Teeth: *shakes his head* Uh uh! Rihanna is the hottes'--she pwns all y'all, know what I'm sayin', boys...and Spammeh?

Mr. Panda: *hates life*

[Winslow Leach]

Spamela: O_O ... *gawks at Alex's thick makeup and shudders* PENNYWISE! ! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! *runs around in circles* HELP!

Zoot: Stanley? Fwa? Remember that scene in IT with the bathtub when--?

Dr. Teeth: *shakes his head* Uh uh! Rihanna is the hottes'--she pwns all y'all, know what I'm sayin', boys...and Spammeh?

Mr. Panda: *hates life*


RF bounces around.

RF: BEYONCE! BEYONCE! Beyonce owns all! Rock me, Beyonce! Rock rock rock me!

Newsie: So Klaus, can I pencil you in for this evening? I'll have Mr. Turtle crank up the old Victrola. Heh heh, just kidding. I have a more modern stereo system, circa 1969...

[The Count]

*Backs away, though wanting to join the conversation... But me not know which of these singer/starlets is da one I'd chose. Erm... *Ducks back into room.

[WhiteRabbit]

Spamela: Ooh...I like Beyonce too... *shaking her hips*
Got me lookin so crazy right now
Your love's got me lookin so crazy right now
(your love)
Got me lookin so crazy right now your touch's
Got me lookin so crazy right now
(your touch)
Got me hoping you page me right now your kiss's
Got me hoping you save me right now
Lookin so crazy your love's got me lookin
Got me lookin so crazy your love...

Dr. Teeth: *gazes at her* ...mmmmm. O_O

Ailie: Ditto. O_O

Zoot: *not interested in the slightest and trying to tune her out with Ain't No Other Man*

[Beakerfan]

Animal: *runs into Ailies room and holds his drumsticks over his head in an X * DRUMS! DRUMS!

Alex: Hey! Peter! Glad ya could make it! Tell me, which of these foxy ladies do you like best, Christina, Britney, or Rihanna?

Animal: *eyes get big* Uhhhh........ *scratches his head* All?

[WhiteRabbit]

Ailie: ...you fail, Animal. =P *hits him with a giant pinecone* And why is she calling you Peter? Is Zoot Meg?

Zoot: Hey!

Dr. Teeth: Mmm...what she said... -_- *reaching out to slide his arm around Spammy's waist*

Spamela: Shoo! O_O *swats his hands away*

[Winslow Leach]

Spamela: Ooh...I like Beyonce too... *shaking her hips*
Got me lookin so crazy right now
Your love's got me lookin so crazy right now
(your love)
Got me lookin so crazy right now your touch's
Got me lookin so crazy right now
(your touch)
Got me hoping you page me right now your kiss's
Got me hoping you save me right now
Lookin so crazy your love's got me lookin
Got me lookin so crazy your love...

Dr. Teeth: *gazes at her* ...mmmmm. O_O

Ailie: Ditto. O_O

Zoot: *not interested in the slightest and trying to tune her out with Ain't No Other Man*



RF dances along with Spamela, joining her in song...

Newsie: Guh! This noise!

RF: Hey, shut up Newsie!

Newsie: Well!

RF

Got me lookin' so crazy right now
You're love's got me lookin' so crazy right now...

[Beakerfan]

Alex: Look man, this here just happens to be my man Peter Criss! *puts an arm around Animal*

Animal: *eats the pinecone*

Bean: *enters as Eddie Van Halen* Hey guys! *gives everyone high fives* Dude, Britney all the way. Like, i'm not really into any of this, but Britney is a bombshell, y'know what I'm saying?

[WhiteRabbit]

Ailie: O_O ...Peter...? *looking confuzzled* ...are you Lois? Ooh! Does this make me Quagmire? Giggity giggity-- *leering at Spamela*

Spamela: O_O *hides behind Dr. Teeth* Save me Cleveland!

Zoot: Huh?

Ailie: Be quiet, Meg...

Dr. Teeth: ... *whacks Bean upside the head*

[The Count]

*Turns off radio... All that can be heard is the tolling of the death bells... The death march music that belongs to ma champion of the night, the 'Taker starts up. When the seven dark angel chants end, a thunderclap rocks the stage. *Flames of blackest fire create a pillar of smoke, fanning down as they reveal... Uncle Deadly with a mask and extending dragonflame tongue, holding his organ-fashioned keytar as The Demon (Gene Simmons). Count is flanking the main man's other side, holding a groovy ghoulie base guitar, evil glowing stars as he's taken the role of Space Ace (Ace Breeley). As for me... *Turns around clutching the microphone to rock out as Alice Cooper.

Welcome to my nightmare.
I think you'll like it.
I think you'll find...
That you really belong.

[Winslow Leach]

Ailie: O_O ...Peter...? *looking confuzzled* ...are you Lois? Ooh! Does this make me Quagmire? Giggity giggity-- *leering at Spamela*

Spamela: O_O *hides behind Dr. Teeth* Save me Cleveland!

Zoot: Huh?

Ailie: Be quiet, Meg...

Dr. Teeth: ... *whacks Bean upside the head*

Newsie: Are we playing Family Man? I quite enjoy that show, especially the talking dog. Although I don't approve of some of the humor. Well, as long as we're playing Family Man, I'll be "Brain." That's the name of the dog, Brain. They call him that because he's really smart, like me, and he can talk. Not like Scooby-Doo. He doesn't say "Ruh-row," he speaks perfect English. So I would like to portray him, if you folks don't mind. (to Mr. Panda) Would you like to play Brain's cousin, Jasper?

[Muppet Newsgirl]

Nora: (on sofa, re-reading Street Gang) So how was the council meeting?
Erin: (at computer) Well, it was the annual re-grouping meeting - gearing up for the new year.
Scooter: Oh, right...where the new members get sworn in...
Beige: Before they get sworn at.
Storyteller: Well, that's politics for you, I suppose. (looks at watch) Who's up for some ice cream, and something mindless to watch?

(gang settles in front of the tube a little while later, each with their preferred flavor of ice cream)

[Erine81981]

Everyone in room 26 watches the newest episode of the new season of "The Moppet Family." Glad to have it back on the air. Good to have something to watch on Monday through Fridays. Reruns on Saturdays. Talk to everyone later on.

[WhiteRabbit]

Ailie: *dancing around to The Offspring before leaving for school* ... *stops* Dr. Teeth...

Dr. Teeth: Nya?

Ailie: You're really fly... <3 I luffles you.

Dr. Teeth: XP Thanks. I luffles you too, baby. <3

Ailie: SQUEE! <3 *tackleglompslickskisses* ...ahem. See ya. O_O *leaves*

[Winslow Leach]

Lefty: Psst! Hey kid...c'mere...

RF: Yeah, Lefty?

Lefty: Ya know dat school ya go to?

RF: You mean the school named after me?

Lefty: Yeah, dat's da one. I was wonderin' if maybe youse kin inter-est yer class in a motivational speaker.

RF: A motivational speaker?

Lefty: SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight!

RF: Gee, I dunno. Do you have anyone in mind?

Lefty: I got just da poyson...(looks around, suspiciously) ...me.

RF: You?

Lefty: SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

RF: What would you talk about?

Lefty: I'm glad youse asked. I'm gonna talk to yer class about da business.

RF: The business?

Lefty: Naw, not the business...da business...

RF: What business?

Lefty: De uh...(clears throat) ...business I'm in.

RF: A sneak thief?

Lefty (body vibrates) SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

RF: Um...I don't think that's such a good idea, Lefty.

Lefty: Why not?

RF: Well--

Newsie (in front of the TV) Can you two take it outside please? I'm trying to watch the Osmonds. You know, I'm surprised the Osmond Brothers--plus Marie--are back on television. This is going to be so entertaining! Although I don't really like when Donny goes into his "rock and roll" songs. That isn't wholesome family entertainment.

The program begins; Newsie was mistaken, as usual. It's not the Osmonds...it's the Osbournes...

A half hour later...

Newsie (frozen to his seat, the remote still in his hand, aimed at the TV) @_@

[WhiteRabbit]

Ailie: O_O ZOMG! Everybody wake up! Snow day!

Zoot: *yawnd, looking annoyed* ...so?

Ailie: ...it'sh pretty. X3 Let's go play in it.

Zoot: ...it's like, 5:30 in the morning, kid. -_-

Ailie: Well, I'm sor-ree, Mrs. Inagswaytoomuch. =P

Zoot: ... *facepalm* *skulks back to his room*

Dr. Teeth: *darts into the living room, still in pajamas* O_O Snow? ! What d'ya wanna do firs', Ailieh?

Ailie: ... *clings to him and falls back asleep.* <33 Zzzzzz...

[The Count]

*Tosses snowball into Ailie's room. :p

[Winslow Leach]

Newsie: So Lefty, if you could be any kind of tree, what would you be? (holds microphone to Lefty's mouth)

Lefty whacks Newsie across the face with a ham steak.

[WhiteRabbit]

*The snowball flies back and hits Ed in the face*

Spamela: =/ *closes the door*

[The Count]

*Splat. Aw, taught you wanna play in the snow. *The snowball ends up hitting Lefty instead.

[Winslow Leach]

Lefty sits on his hammock, fuming.

Tony: Someone cheat you out of an invisible rocking horse?

Lefty: I am like a prune, in that I am stewed!

Tony: Someone cheat you out of an invisible rocking horse?

Lefty: Shaddap!

Tony: O-kay...

Lefty: I saw ya readin' dat new book on Sesame Street.

Tony: Yeah. It was pretty interesting.

Lefty: Was it?

Tony: Yup.

Lefty: Notice anytin'...missin'?

Tony: Nope, not really. I thought the book was a good overview of--

Lefty: Ya didn't notice a gapin' hole in dat book?

Tony: Uh...

Lefty: Lemme help youse, Simple Simon. Remember da part where I'm mentioned?

Tony: Oh! I get it. You weren't mentioned in the book!

Lefty: Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight! Why don't youse go join Mr. Toitle and a snail in a race, and see which one finishes foist?

Mr. Turtle: Bloody rotter!

Lefty: Dere was no room fer me, but da wild-haired kid got a few pages!

RF: I'm obviously more inspirational--not to mention smarter--than you!

Lefty: Why youse little--

Lefty lunges for RF, but Tony restrains the salesman.

RF: Let him go, Tony, I'm not afraid of him! You'd better be afraid of me, Lefty, you'd better be...'cause I can float like a butterfly and sting like a bee!

Lefty: GRRRR--

Newsie: Heh heh. Feel left out, Lefty? Don't like being left behind?

Tony lets go of Lefty; Lefty leaps onto Newsie, and starts throttling him.

[Muppet Newsgirl]

(There is a vase of peonies on the table, flanked by two lit candles, and photos of a certain Muppet performer.)

(the gang is gathered around the table, and Scooter has his guitar. He starts to play "It's in Every One of Us," and everyone starts to sing.)

Scooter: It's in every...one...of us...to be wise...
Beige and Storyteller: Find your heart...open up both your eyes...
Erin and Nora: We can all...know...everything...without ever knowing why...
All: It's in every...one...of us, by and by...

All: It's in every...one...of us...to be wise,
Find your heart...open up both your eyes...
We can all...know...everything...without ever knowing why...
It's in every...one...of us, by and by...by and by...

(silent pause)

Beige: Okay, that's enough being solemn. Break out the chocolate-covered donuts!

[The Count]

*Happy smile as my haunters are now at a fully stocked 40. Time to start planning who'll be the next a-ones to join the death count.

*Takes a brake from the Chris Cerf music kick I'm currently on.
Hey Erin... If you want, I could send you the MUP3 of that song. Just LMK. And send some well-wishes to Richard on our behalf. After all, he was both the Muppet's heart and Jerry "The Man's" little brother.
*Hugs Erin and our roomies go round in likewise manner.

[Erine81981]

Homer Honker: Honk honk honk honk?

Herry: I don't know Homer. What does sound good for supper.

Wolfgang: Arf arf arf arf ararrrrrghfff!

Frazzle: Worhjgjg eioregjg eoreoro fish!

Herry: I agree Frazzle. I don't want fish myself. What can we do?

Homer Honker: Honk honk honk honkty! (Let's fix something for Kyle!)

Herry: That sounds like quite an idea. Now what should we fix?

Everyone groans

[Winslow Leach]

RF (singing, under his breath) ...Roosevelt Franklin Ele-mentary school...

Lefty: -_-

Newsie: Hey, I know something that will break the tension between you two--charades!

Lefty: -_-

Newsie: I'll start. Okay. I'm a famous celebrity. Guess who I am...uh...

Newsie stands awkwardly for a few moments; it's obvious he hasn't thought this out. He fidgets, then half-heartedly begins miming (rather lamely) eating a hamburger...

RF: What are you eating? Looks like...um...a hamburger!

Several awkward beats, before Newsie points to his nose.

RF: Okay, hamburger.

Long pause. Newsie stands frozen, not knowing what to do next.

RF: Okay...hamburger.

Newsie mimes eating hamburger again.

RF: O_O

Newsie stands still.

RF: Wimpy? The Burger King? Hamburglar?

Newsie: No.

RF: You're not supposed to talk.

Newsie: Oh, sorry.

Pause.

RF: Any more clues, or...?

Newsie: Uhnh...(mimes eating hamburger)

RF: (sighs) Y'all are lame, Newsie, you know that?

Newsie: Give up?

RF: I don't feel like playing anymore.

Newsie: It was Ronald McDonald. Ronald McDonald. See how I was eating the hamburger? Everyone associates Ronald McDonald with hamburgers.

RF: I don't. Do you, Lefty?

Lefty: -_-

[Skeeter Muppet]

Kim: Hey Gil, welcome back.
Gillis: What? No wisecrack about my not getting lost in New Jersey this year?
Kim: We'd never do that to you today, Gillis, you know that.
Gillis: Yes, well... For your information I didn't go to Closter today. I've got a few secret spots around campus that do just as well for sitting and reflecting.
Kim: Again, I said nothing. By the way, I thought maybe we'd pack up the car and go visit Jane this weekend.
Gillis: Oh. Oh, well that's...that's fine with me. ...Thank you.

-Kim

[Fragglemuppet]

*Sang a rendition of It's In Every One of Us earlier this evening. A little more broken and out of tune than I would have liked. Ah well. Now sitting in room and listening to Les Miserables cast recording.*
Wembley: Uh, Kate?
Yeah?
Wembley: Well, this music's alright, I guess, but I don't really get what most of it's about.
Oh, well, I really love the music, but the story's..um..one of the many things in our world that I..well..I think it's safest if fraggles don't expose themselves too much to.
Wembley: Oh, I see. *It is clear that he has heard a version of this several times before on different issues.*

[Winslow Leach]

In the news studio...

Newsie: Here is a Muppet Newsflash!

Newsie runs on, paper in hand.

Newsie (reading) Scientists say the heat this summer could get so intense, people of all ages will literally melt, like a stick of butter in the microwave...

Okay, I've read some pretty far-fetched things in my time, but this is the absolute--

Newsie suddenly and rapidly melts, like that dude at the end of "Raiders of the Lost Ark."

Buhn...

[WhiteRabbit]

Zoot: *poking the Newsie slush with a stick from outside* ... *shuffles back to bed*

Ailie: *trudges off to school, cursing it* -_-

[The Count]

*Leaves a hot chicken soup pot pie meal at the stop of Room #3, with a get weel card for Beth, little images of Muppet friends plastered inside with the signatures of us from Room #1 at the bottom.

[WhiteRabbit]

Dr. Teeth: *nudging Mr. Panda with a mike*

Mr. Panda: -_- Look, Johnneh...I rrreally dan't vant to do zis...

Dr. Teeth: *ignores him and sings* Take a look at mah girlfrand; she's the onleh one I got--

Mr. Panda: Ba da da da...

Dr. Teeth: She's not much of a girlfrand, I nevah seem ta get a lot--

Mr. Panda: Ba da--well, zen za heck vith zis! Chust dump her! Or ztop zingeng! -_-

Dr. Teeth: ...but I luff Ailieh. =P

[Winslow Leach]

Mr. Turtle: I say, I feel like a bit of sherry, wot? (pause) I say, a bit of sherry will do me some good. (pause) Are you all bloody imbeciles? How many lollipop commercials must I do before I can get a bit of sherry?

Lefty (baby talking to Mr. Turtle) Want some lettuce? Want some lettuce? Who wants lettuce? Num-num-num!

Mr. Turtle: Rotter!

[WhiteRabbit]

Dr. Teeth: *crawls into Tony's dorm for no necessary reason and yanks Mr. Turtle away from Lefteh* *shoves a pitcher full of Kool-Aid in his mouth* Mmmm...yesh...Mr. T likeses that... =)

Mr. Panda: O_O

[Winslow Leach]

Dr. Teeth: *crawls into Tony's dorm for no necessary reason and yanks Mr. Turtle away from Lefteh* *shoves a pitcher full of Kool-Aid in his mouth* Mmmm...yesh...Mr. T likeses that... =)

Mr. Panda: O_O

Mr. Turtle: Gah! Phooey! I despise "Kool-Aid"...especially the red kind! Bleh! Why dontcha rub it in your hair, KONG, and see what happens?

[WhiteRabbit]

Dr. Teeth: *blinks* Yo, don't call Mr. Panda Kong, Donatello. =/ He's fuzzdorable. *drops the reptile carelessly and starts huggling the bear*

Mr. Panda: ...you've been playeng in zee voreest too long, Dr. Johnneh.

Zoot: ... *pops up behind Tony* ...hi.

[Winslow Leach]

Dr. Teeth: *blinks* Yo, don't call Mr. Panda Kong, Donatello. =/ He's fuzzdorable. *drops the reptile carelessly and starts huggling the bear*

Mr. Panda: ...you've been playeng in zee voreest too long, Dr. Johnneh.

Zoot: ... *pops up behind Tony* ...hi.

Tony (startled by Zoot) Aaah! Oh, hi Zoot! What's up?

Lefty (walks to Zoot, tripping over Mr. Turtle) 'Ey, who put da paperweight on da floor? Hey Shades, I got sometin' fer ya...(Lefty opens his coat and reveals a battered clarinet) Dis one-of-a-kind licorice stick kin be yours fer da unbelievable price of just one nickel! Riiiiiiiiight! Youse kin trow away yer old bulky one, an' use dis one instead! Listen...

Lefty blows into the clarinet, producing a horrible, off-key, squeaking sound.

Lefty: Ain't dat pretty? Trow away yer whatchamacallit saxamaphone, an' try dis baby!

Mr. Turtle: ...sherry...X_X

[WhiteRabbit]

Zoot: Ummmmmmm...the ceiling. *stares blankly at him and plays with his hat* O_O *pushes Lefty out a window, still fixated*

[Winslow Leach]

Zoot: Ummmmmmm...the ceiling. *stares blankly at him and plays with his hat* O_O *pushes Lefty out a window, still fixated*

Lefty (outside) Heh, I'm on da foist floor, ya idiot! You tink dat hoit me?

A giant grizzly bear comes out of nowhere and mauls Lefty.

Tony: So. Zoot. Who's your favorite musician? Coltrane? Parker? Baker? Miles?

RF: Miles is the coolest cat, y'all! My ma has all his albums!

[WhiteRabbit]

Zoot: ... *continues to stare at Tony as though his brain shut off* O_O

[Winslow Leach]

Zoot: ... *continues to stare at Tony as though his brain shut off* O_O

Tony: Erm...want some ice cream...? Cheesecake?

Newsie (looking out window at bear mauling Lefty) Wow. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I never would have believed it! Heh heh. Poor ol' Lefty! What a chump!

Newsie turns, and leans against open window ledge, his arms crossed; a giant bear claw pulls him out.

Newsie: Waugh!

RF: O_O

RF hides under Newsie's bed.

[WhiteRabbit]

Zoot: ... *nods stiffly, not tearing his eerie gaze away*

Dr. Teeth: O_O *hiding with RF*

[Winslow Leach]

Zoot: ... *nods stiffly, not tearing his eerie gaze away*

Dr. Teeth: O_O *hiding with RF*

RF (to Dr. Teeth) That big ol' grizzly's not gonna come in here, is he Pops? I can't wait to tell my class about this! Not...not hiding under the bed...I mean...about the grizzly eating Lefty and Newsie...

Tony: Oh! (goes to DVD shelf and takes one out) Here's your Meet the Fockers. Thanks for letting me borrow it. You're right, it was really funny!

[WhiteRabbit]

Dr. Teeth: Nah-uh. No way, kid... *pulls him back under the bed further so they're both hidden*

Zoot: ... O_O

[Winslow Leach]

Mr. Turtle: I'm so desperate to leave this lunatic asylum of a room, I'd even be willing to chat with that oversized teddy bear. At least he's civil, unlike the missing links I share my room with!

Tony: Hey! I resemble that remark.

[WhiteRabbit]

Zoot: *seems like he was frozen* O_O *resumes observing Tony*

[Winslow Leach]

Zoot: *seems like he was frozen* O_O *resumes observing Tony*

Tony: Quite the conversationalist, aren't ya? What, do I have another head growing out of me?

Bear growls from outside; Newsie's glasses fly through the window, and hit Tony in the face.

Tony: Hey! That was uncalled for!

Tony throws the glasses back out the window.

[WhiteRabbit]

Zoot: ... O_O *looking more lifeless than ragdoll but still following Tony around*

[Muppet Newsgirl]

(gang is in kitchen, making tiramisu)

Scooter: (noticing Zoot) Hey, guys, what do we do about zombies again?
Beige: The silver cake knife's in the cabinet.
Nora: No, that's for when Alex sees a full moon.
Erin: For the zombies, nothing beats an obsidian scarab. Also works on mummies.
Storyteller: Then I should suppose it works for the daddies too.

(Chorus of groans.)

Storyteller: And I apologize for that terrible joke. Now, then, I'll start on the mascarpone custard if you will tackle the ladyfingers.
Beige: (opening package) Boy, those women must have had a wicked case of edema.
Scooter: (getting espresso powder and vanilla from cabinet) Don't the ladyfingers have to be soaked in some kind of rum?
Erin: (pouring cream into a bowl) Yeah, but since this is a dry dorm, we'll have to use extra vanilla.
Nora: (looking for chocolate) I'll start grating the chocolate...hopefully I won't shred my knuckles this time.

[The Count]

*Crowing from the other end of this half of the hall finally dies down. Please pardon the exuberance, but the ghosties and ghoulies are frolicking tonight, our Ravens won and are movin' fright along to next week's conference championship game.
*Hears Erin's culinary countdown. You know... I've never found a good recipe/version of teara me sou (SP?) Although there was a notice of a saucy dancer in the Badlands way out in the Dakotas. She was a favorite of the Native Americans, though she made them weep every time she performed. She's quite popular in their circles... Have you never heard of Teara Me Sioux?
*Small fanfare of groans reminiscent of a certain highly-educated time-traveling dog and his pet boy plays as we retreat to the master's chambers once more. :zany:

[Muppet Newsgirl]

(Meanwhile, Ed, a lot of people around here are a little glum because the Giants lost to the Eagles this afternoon.)

Erin: How are the cakes coming?
Storyteller: (packing last cake into box) Just about ready.
Scooter: I hope they don't mind that we missed the date by one day.
Beige: These guys? Nah, I don't think so...now, the Cave's Oldest Fraggle, she'd...
Nora: Do something that was outlawed by the Geneva Convention?

(gang sets off with slightly belated birthday presents for Gobo, Mokey, Wembley and Red)

For all four, there are Doozer stick cakes with radish-raspberry filling and buttercream icing, all made by Storyteller.

For Gobo: a new explorer's scrapbook and a compass, from Scooter.
For Mokey: a spiderfly pendant on a necklace of rollies, from Beige.
For Wembley: a nice, squishy banana tree-patterned reading pillow, from Nora.
For Red: a new set of books about Princess Gwenalot and the Elder Clan, from Erin.

[The Count]

Yeah... That was not a good game for the NY faithful. On the other hand... Now we know what to order at the Rock & Roll Deli for tomorrow... The new Sun-Baked Cheese Stakes. Or perhaps the dune dwellers might entune a new song about how their Cardinals are fighting forward. After all, desert rose has its thorns.

*Is reminded about the Fraggles b'days. Aw, completely forgot. Hey, did you get Red the Elder Clan books from that new author I love? Kelly Somethingorother? Well...
*Leaves cards for the four fraggles and a little something else. For Gobo a new knapsack with space for a friendly doozer to knap in the sack as they travel from The Count. For Wembley, a banana tree towel and mask for scaring the beloobius out of Boober from Uncle D. For Mokey, a spiderweb or spider-fly-web spun shawl with a rockbeetle aunc from The Count. And for Red, a batch of home-made radish bars from me—and The Upper Crust—and an obscured rock hockey stick for playing out in the snow from Uncle D.
The gifts are left on the doorsteps of Rooms #3 and 5 respectively, hoping they'll be claimed eagerly by all.

[Winslow Leach]

Lefty: Pssst! 'Ey punk...Scrooge is finally outta da hospital.

Tony: Who?

Lefty: Scrooge.

Tony: Christmas was last month--

Lefty hits Tony with Mr. Turtle.

Lefty: Mook! I mean my Scrooge. Da leader of Da Bah Humbugs. Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight!

Tony: Have you booked any gigs?

Lefty: Dey open next week fer dat Marvin Suggs crum-bum at one 'a dose boo-fett places.

Tony: Ah, nothing goes together like food and meaningless violence.

Lefty: Shaddap!

Newsie runs in.

Newsie: Lefty, Lefty! Scrooge...he's in the hospital!

Lefty: Naw. He got out today.

Newsie: He was just admitted!

Lefty (double-take) W-w-wha?

Newsie: He got a job this afternoon at a children's fairy tale park. He was playing Humpty Dumpty, sitting on a wall, and some ******** kid threw a rock at him! Scrooge lost his balance, and toppled over the wall. He's in the hospital with a broken neck, dislocated shoulder and two twisted legs!

Lefty: Excuse me...

Lefty calmly opens the window and climbs out.

Pause.

Lefty shouts a stream of "naughty words."

Newsie: Oh dear. I think I broke his brain!

[The Count]

Well, the games are over for this week. All that's left are the two on next Sunday. Sure hope my blackbirds are ready for a third round with thos steeltown workers from that Saturday night... *Song reference.
Wonder if Beth got the PM I sent and what she thinks. And I wonder what/who should I bring in as the three haunters to fill up the remaining spots in the newest grouping. Oh well, inspiration might strike.

*Moves along to snatch a glass of milk for self.

[AnimatedC9000]

Caitlyn: ... nice to hear that Marvin's still making a living...

Waldo: *watching YouTube videos with Cait* Hey, look! Digit's on the computer with Bill Cosby!

Cait: Oh yeah, I've been meaning to ask him about that. *turns to face Digit* ...

Digit: ... what?

Cait: "Steadiest hands in the business", huh?

Digit: Uh, well...

Cait: ... Digit, you're my friend and I trust you, but there's a few things I don't trust you with. Mainly the electric bill, my laptop, my room, and performing surgery on people.

TG: What's this have to do with anything?

Cait: Let's just say that getting a lithotrpsey done here and trying to pass my kidney stones by myself... I think I'll choose life. No offense, Digit.

Digit: ... none taken...

Waldo: *has since turned his attentoin back to the computer* Hey look, there's me!

[WhiteRabbit]

Ailie: ...pie. O_O

Mr. Panda: Vhat?

Spamela: Where?

Ailie: *throws one at Zoot*

Zoot: AAAAAAH! No! I'm allergic to cherries! X_X

Dr. Teeth: O_O *pokes pie-covered Zoot and then licks his finger*

Zoot: ...can I help you? -_-

Dr. Teeth: *shrugs* ... *resumes eating*

Zoot: *whines* Nyaaaa...Dr. Teeth germs... ;_;

[redBoobergurl]

Beth: Happy birthday girls! One day late, sorry
Red: It's ok! Did you see all these presents we got? *shows a nice pile of stuff*
Beth: That is awesome
Mokey: We have such nice friends here. I will have to write some nice thank you notes.
Beth: Well, my present to you guys is a doozer dust cake and what is in these boxes
*they open boxes to reveal pretty rings made out of Fraggle pebbles*
Red: Wow!
Mokey: They're beautiful
Beth: I'm glad you like them! *Hugs each Fraggle*

[The Count]

Hi, just a friendly note from us here at the MC Dorms. The time has come... To talk of finer things, ergh, no. We've reached the start of another term. And that means that I'd appreciate you letting me know privately, whether via PM or email, if you intend on staying on as part of the place. Also, please LMK if you plan on keeping your current roomies or making any changes. I'm not opposed to changes in roommates... But please choose them carefully as they're the characters we will associate you with. And also, I would prefer to avoid a revolving door/room like what happened a few years before that led to the institution of the dorms' rules.

In addition, there are two more announcements that'll come in early February regarding a few friends, but those will be made clear once we arrive there.
Also, if you know of someone who'd like to join, please inform them as to the application process and I'll gladly hear their nomination en route to refering them to the team for approval on whether or not they should/may become part of the roster.

That is all for now, enjoy your new semester at the most sensational, celebrational, invatational, Muppetational... This is what we call the MC Dorms!



MC Dorms Management. :batty: :scary:

[RedRocker]

*Arrives at College, excited and nervous. Sees everyone, and immediatey runs to check out room.*

Incase you hadn't realized, I'm new to the MC dorms. :)

[The Count]

*Hears ding at the lobby desk and goes to greet the new roomies. Hello, ah Katherine, and Lou Fraggle. Heard good things about you both. Come, I'll get you to your room. *Picks the key next to the marble 4 from the lobby's desk's backwall, ushering the newest residents past a set of double doors. Okay, your room's on the downstairs floor. *Summons the dumbwaiter elevator. Yes, we use this to get from floor to floor around here. You'll note the Old World furnace concealing its housing. Oh, and if you hear grumbling coming from the trashcan here in Floor 2's common room, that's just Oscar who lives there. *The car descends one floor downwards into what's known as the basement level.

All right then, Floor 1's common room. Now it's a quick turn to our left... First door here on our left is my room, you can knock or leave a note if you need help with anything. Second door down on our right, that's yours. *Hands Katherine the key. Methinks you'll like it here in this part of the dorms. For neighbors you've got Kathy and Prairie Dawn, Rosita and Gaffer in #6 to your right—she might have a furry blue addition soon as well. Beth and Red and Mokey along with Abby Cadaby and Wanda the Cat are directly across in #3, and Gobo and Wembley are with Kate in #5 diagonally across from your own room. Also, Erin occupies Room #7, she's here with Scooter and Nora, and Beige and Storyteller, two more Fraggles. The last room down on your right in this hall is the laundry, the baths are the last door down on your left all the way down the other direction in the floor's other wing.

Hope you have fun here and welcome to the MC Dorms.

[RedRocker]

*Thanks. :) I'm sure I'll love it here. Lol, this is kinda the 'Fraggle Hallway', huh? Anyway, I'll be sure to ler you know of any problems, and thanks so much for letign me come here!*
*Laughs at Lou, who's skipping down the corridor, and runs after her.*

[Fragglemuppet]

*Hears Ed talking to someone in the hall, and goes out to investigate.* Oh, hi, you just move in? I'm Kate from room 5, and who's your roommate? *gasps* Wembley, come on out here! *in a sing-song voice* There's someone to see you!
*Wembley and Gobo come out into the hallway.*
Gobo: Oh, hi.
Wembley: Hello. *sees Lou* Oh, wow, Low! Are you moving back in?
Me: *explaining to Katherine* See, Lou used to live in our room. Wembley hasn't said much, but I think he's been missing her lately.

[WhiteRabbit]

Ailie: Mmm...I'm bored. *puts on a #1 foam finger for some random poking and starts attacking Zoot with it*

Zoot: First the pie, now--GAH! X_X *rolls on the floor, trying to shield himself* Dr. Teeth, can you help me out here?

Dr. Teeth: *imitating Lionel Richie and dancing on the ceiling* *can't hear Zoot above the music*

Spamela: ... *stealing muffins*

[Winslow Leach]

Newsie: Hey Lefty--

Lefty punches Newsie in the stomach with his extended boxing glove.

Lefty: Not interested...

[WhiteRabbit]

Ailie: *stops poking Zoot* Lefty...I...I love you... O_o

Zoot: ...

Dr. Teeth: ... O_O *falls off the ceiling* X_X

Ailie: On opposite day. =P

[Winslow Leach]

Ailie: *stops poking Zoot* Lefty...I...I love you... O_o

Zoot: ...

Dr. Teeth: ... O_O *falls off the ceiling* X_X

Ailie: On opposite day. =P

Lefty does a quadruple-take, and clutches his heart.

Lefty: Be still my heart! I'm here fer youse, my--oh...opposite day, huh? I kin wait...er...what day does it fall on again?

Mr. Turtle: Lefty...you fail.

[WhiteRabbit]

Ailie: A Figment of Lefty's Imagination Day. =P

Spamela: But that's every day... O_o

Ailie: *facepalm* O_O ...crud.

Zoot: Fig Newtons?

Dr. Teeth: *grimacing* Man, those thangs taste like--

Mr. Panda: Language, boy. I happen to love zem...

Dr. Teeth: Nasteh... XP

[Winslow Leach]

Lefty (to Spamela) C'mon, Miss Piggy. Da frog ain't around. Let's you an' me go out dancin'! Ha cha cha!

For no reason, Lefty suddenly explodes.

[WhiteRabbit]

Spamela: Excuse me? ;_;

Dr. Teeth: *pokes the Lefty remains* O_o

Ailie: *resumes poking Zoot*

Zoot: Save me, Anthony! X_X *hides behind Tony*

[Winslow Leach]

Spamela: Excuse me? ;_;

Dr. Teeth: *pokes the Lefty remains* O_o

Ailie: *resumes poking Zoot*

Zoot: Save me, Anthony! X_X *hides behind Tony*

Tony: O_O

Newsie: Heh heh heh, poetic justice strikes her mighty hand again! Heh heh heh heh!

Newsie is struck by a bolt of lightning.

Mr. Turtle: I say...what are the odds of two...er..."crum-bums" biting it one right after the other? Mr. Panda, old chap, would you care for a spot of tea? Perhaps a bit of wienerchnitzel?

[WhiteRabbit]

Zoot: *gasps from the lightning bolt and clings to Tony* O_O *stares at the floor, suppressing an awkward look* So...um...I like pie.

Ailie: You hate pie! =P

Zoot: Quiet your face. -_-

Dr. Teeth: O_O Ooh! Donatello, ya got orange soda? I loves meh some--

Mr. Panda: *placing a paw over his mouth* A delightvul idea, Herr Turtle, but I'm avraid I'm babyseeteng tonight. -_-

[Winslow Leach]

Zoot: *gasps from the lightning bolt and clings to Tony* O_O *stares at the floor, suppressing an awkward look* So...um...I like pie.

Ailie: You hate pie! =P

Zoot: Quiet your face. -_-

Dr. Teeth: O_O Ooh! Donatello, ya got orange soda? I loves meh some--

Mr. Panda: *placing a paw over his mouth* A delightvul idea, Herr Turtle, but I'm avraid I'm babyseeteng tonight. -_-

Mr. Turtle: Babysitting this bunch? You should come to my room...well, two of my roommates are now dead, so you'd only have to deal with Anthony, Crazy Harry and Roosevelt Franklin. Sadly the two who perished are the ones who need the most minding.

Tony: Um...what kind of pie, Zoot? o_O

[WhiteRabbit]

Mr. Panda: Vell, I dan't know; zis lot ees...a beet much as eet seems.

Spamela: I want ice cream! *whining* Now! Now, I say! Spammy wants it!

Dr. Teeth AH-RANGE SO-DAH!

Ailie: *pulling a radio flyer wagon and knocking over lamps*

Zoot: O_O ...apple.

[Winslow Leach]

Mr. Panda: Vell, I dan't know; zis lot ees...a beet much as eet seems.

Spamela: I want ice cream! *whining* Now! Now, I say! Spammy wants it!

Dr. Teeth AH-RANGE SO-DAH!

Ailie: *pulling a radio flyer wagon and knocking over lamps*

Zoot: O_O ...apple.

Crazy Harry runs into room, joining the mayhem by blowing random stuff up.

RF follows close behind, bopping and singing.

Mr. Turtle suddenly begins reciting Shakespeare at a rapid pace.

Lefty and Newsie remain dead.

[WhiteRabbit]

Mr. Panda: I haff a betterrr idea!

All: O_O

Mr. Panda: I shall rrread you "childrrren" a vundervul storry.

Zoot: Oh, but reading is so boring. -_-

Mr. Panda: Not from zis book. *pulls out The Hobbit from the shelf with his mouth*

Ailie: No, not that one, Mr. Panda! It's a cursed copy! The last time--

Mr. Panda: *opens it up* Nya?

Zoot becomes unkempt and freaky looking while Dr. Teeth morphs into a dragon; they aren't very dissimilar to Gollum and Smaug.

Mr. Panda: O_O ...ach...

[The Count]

*Heads to fridge for a glass of milk. Man, Ima gonna need this in the morning. Long slate of ridding posts. *Shuffles off to bed afterwards.

*Offscreen: Hey Uncle D, remember to strike that one guy would ya?
UD nods and obliges, a shot of blue lightning streaking off to its intended target.

*Mumbling... The guy left me no choice.

Count: The dorms vere brought to you by the letter I for I-scream and by the number 2 for 2 delectable scoops.
*Offscreen: Can I get some Transylwania Twist Tony?

[WhiteRabbit]

Dr. Teeth and Spamela: *in unison* Ice cream? O_O

Spamela: *climbs onto her mutated roomie's back, trying to avoid the spikes* Let's go find some, Elliot. ^_^

Dr. Teeth: A'ight! *crashes through the door to Room 17*

[Winslow Leach]

RF: Oh boy! A real live dragon! Hey, can I ride you too, Elliot? I want some ice cream too! I scream, you scream, we all scream for ice cream, hooray!

Lefty: Yeah, ice cream!

RF: Hey, I thought you were dead, man!

Lefty: SHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Don't tell da people what hand out Emmys dat I'm still alive!

RF: Can I ride Elliot too?

Lefty (looking at dragon) AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH ! ! ! ! !

(faints)

RF: Lefty would like to thank the Academy for this great honor...

[WhiteRabbit]

Zoot: Preciousss... *crawls back to his own room on all fours, hissing*

Mr. Panda: >_> Roosevelt! Zat ees not a vise idea!

Dr. Teeth: *lowers his head and grins* Why not?

Mr. Panda: *gulps* um...carrry on, leetle boy. *retreats to a hiding spot underneath a chair*

Ailie: *helps RF up and climbs on as well* Wheeeeeee! ^_^

[Winslow Leach]

RF: YAAAAAAAAAAAAY! I'm king of the world!

Mr. Turtle: It would be bloody wonderful if I woke up one morning, and found this to be all a dream...ahhhh...

[RedRocker]

*Hears Ed talking to someone in the hall, and goes out to investigate.* Oh, hi, you just move in? I'm Kate from room 5, and who's your roommate? *gasps* Wembley, come on out here! *in a sing-song voice* There's someone to see you!
*Wembley and Gobo come out into the hallway.*
Gobo: Oh, hi.
Wembley: Hello. *sees Lou* Oh, wow, Low! Are you moving back in?
Me: *explaining to Katherine* See, Lou used to live in our room. Wembley hasn't said much, but I think he's been missing her lately.

Hi! You probably just heard, but I'm Katherine. Nice to meet you, Kate! *Turns to Fraggles* Heya Gobo! Heya Wembley! And yeah, Lou's my new roomate. *Turns back to Kate* I think we'll be seeing a lot of each other! *Lols* Well, I'd better check out my new room. See y'round!

[WhiteRabbit]

Ailie: *thwacking Zoot with a trout* Catch! *flings the fish across the hallway*

Zoot: My preciousss... *crawls after it*

Spamela: *holding a marshmellow on a stick up to the band leader* Nya? Blow on this so we can make s'mores. O_O

Dr. Teeth: *accidentally burns it* ...whoops. X_X

Spamela: -_-

[The Count]

*Calls out giving each marshmallows.
Spamela...

Ailie...

Dr. Teeth...
This is the last marshmallow of the evening... If I don't call your name, you have to walk down the Dock of Shame, get on the Boat of Losers and leave camp forever, never to come back—though we'll just secretly whisk you off to Playa De Losers with all the others that've been eliminated before tonight...

[The Count]

Sorrrrrrreeeee. halo:

*Leaves huge brownie for Ailie and others.

[WhiteRabbit]

Ailie: *spazzing out like the female version of Animal she is* NOOOOOO! Gollum must stay on the island-- *latches onto Zoot, protectively*

Zoot: Fissssh? O_O

Spamela: Um...Ailie, it was a joke. Calm down, kid. =P

Ailie: O_O What--?

Dr. Teeth: *blows a smoke ring* *coughPunk'dcough*

Ailie: *weeps* I HATE MY LIFE!

Spamela: Uh...um...thanks for the brownie, Ed. *smiles innocently, trying to look like she doesn't know her freakish roomies*

[AnimatedC9000]

Cait: *coming over to Ailie's dorm with her roomies* Hey guys, we're here t-- *sees the "dragon"* O_O Woah... where'd dragon get...?

Waldo: It's... an actual... dragon... sweetness... O_O

Lips: *staring at his bandmates in confusion, wondering just what is going on*

[WhiteRabbit]

Zoot: *straightening up, looking awkward* Er...hi Lips.

Dr. Teeth: What's goin' on, guys? XP

Ailie: *lying on top of the scaly musician's back* Nya? O_O

[Winslow Leach]

Lefty drags a huge wooden crate into the dorm; he stops for a moment, catching his breath. He drags crate in the center of the room, and leans against it.

Lefty: Crum-bums! Youse didn't hear me callin' fer help?

Tony is on his bed, reading an X-Men comic book; Newsie is clacking away on his typewriter; Crazy Harry is asleep on his cot; Mr. Turtle peruses the Wall Street Journal; RF is on the floor, doing homework. No one looks up, or pays attention to Lefty.

Lefty: Woithless! All 'a youse!

RF (finally looking up) What's in the box, Lefty?

Lefty: Oh...now yer interested, huh? Well...I'm not gonna tell youse!

RF: Okay. (goes back to homework)

Lefty stands for a few moments, hoping someone will ask him what's in the box again; the room is so quiet, you could hear a pin drop. The tension begins to mount, as Lefty can't contain himself anymore.

Lefty: FINE! I'll SHOW youse what's in da crate 'ere!

Tony (turning a page in his comic book, still not looking at Lefty) What crate?

Lefty: Guh!

RF: You gonna tell us?

Lefty: Well, since youse asked...(goes into pitch mode) Ladies an' gentle-woims! Step right up an' see da newest entertainment craze! I give you....Scrooge in Da Box!

Silence; even RF doesn't know what to say.

Lefty: Yessir, Scrooge in Da Box! He howls...he moans...he screeches! He simulates da sounds of someone gettin' beat up!

Mr. Turtle: I really shouldn't ask this, but...ahem...that can't be your original Scrooge in there?

Lefty: Whaddaya, nuts? Da original Scrooge is in intensive care. Dis is just some bum I grabbed offa da street. Riiiiiiiiiiiight!

RF: So he just screams and moans as if he's being attacked?

Lefty: I prefer ta call it...singin'...

RF: Where are the air holes?

Lefty: Say what now?

RF: There air holes...in the crate...so he could breathe...

Lefty: O_O

RF: O_O

Lefty: G-gimme a crowbar...

RF: What crowbar?

Lefty: Don't we have a crowbar in dis room?

RF: For what purpose?

Lefty: Uh...(knocks on crate) ...Scrooge? Scrooge? Scrooge in da box, kin ya hear me? Scrooge? (no answer; to RF) Ya didn't see me, I don't know how dis box got in 'ere, I had nothin' to do wit it!

Lefty scrams.

Everyone in the room continues what he was doing; RF stares after Lefty a moment, then goes back to his homework.

[AnimatedC9000]

Lips: ... uh... hi, Zoot...

Cait: Ailie, can I have a ride on him next? O_O

Digit: O_O It talks...

TG: *pretends that she doesn't know them...* Hi, Spamela.

[WhiteRabbit]

Zoot: We're the only sane ones... *smiles shyly*

Ailie: Now, Cait--be ladylike-- stroking one of his spikes* Nyuuuuhhhh... *drool* *suddenly lifts head* Scroooooge! *slides down her roomie/boo's tail* LEFTY! WHY? ! *crashes into him*

Dr. Teeth: O_o *tilts head*

[Winslow Leach]

Zoot: We're the only sane ones... *smiles shyly*

Ailie: Now, Cait--be ladylike-- stroking one of his spikes* Nyuuuuhhhh... *drool* *suddenly lifts head* Scroooooge! *slides down her roomie/boo's tail* LEFTY! WHY? ! *crashes into him*

Dr. Teeth: O_o *tilts head*

Lefty crashes into Ailie.

Lefty: My bottom hoits! Er...youse didn't see me...I don't know nuthin' about da box what's in Tommy's room...I tink it's his....yeah...Tommy ordered sometin' an' it came in dat crate in dere...riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight! OW! My fanny is achin' like youse wouldn't believe!

[AnimatedC9000]

Lips: I... guess we are... *smiles weakly*

Cait: ... *to Dr. Teeth* May I climb up onto your back?

Waldo: *acting like a helicopter*

[WhiteRabbit]

Zoot: Yup...

Ailie: O_o Too much info, Lefty. Fetch! *throws a nickel into the common room where the others are*

Dr. Teeth: O_o Um...

[Winslow Leach]

Zoot: Yup...

Ailie: O_o Too much info, Lefty. Fetch! *throws a nickel into the common room where the others are*

Dr. Teeth: O_o Um...


Lefty chases the nickel on all fours...

RF (runs out of room) AILIE! How are ya? Do you know where Spammy is? I have to ask her something very important, concerning a winter dance my school is having...

[AnimatedC9000]

Lips: Mmhmm...

Cait: Pretty please? I've never been on a dragon before... O_O

[WhiteRabbit]

Ailie: Um...she's on Mars right now...

Zoot: *mumbles something* Ewww...

Dr. Teeth: *spacing out* Buh...? *notices Lefty and gives him an innocent stare*

[Winslow Leach]

Ailie: Um...she's on Mars right now...

Zoot: *mumbles something* Ewww...

Dr. Teeth: *spacing out* Buh...? *notices Lefty and gives him an innocent stare*

RF: O_O Mars? Hehehehehe, aww, Ailie, y'all are puttin' me on! Mars! I gotta tell that one to my class tomorrow! Hawhawhawhaw! Seriously, where is she? o_O

[AnimatedC9000]

Lips: *gives Zoot a confused look*

Cait: *shoots a quizzical look at Lefty* ... uh... hi?

Waldo: *flies upside-down to RF* Hi, I'm Waldo C. Graphic, the spirit of 3D! Who are you?

[WhiteRabbit]

Ailie: Venus...

Zoot: What?

Dr. Teeth: *sneezes flames onto Lefty* ...sorreh... =P

[Winslow Leach]

Ailie: Venus...

Zoot: What?

Dr. Teeth: *sneezes flames onto Lefty* ...sorreh... =P

Lefty (on fire) AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH ! ! ! ! !

RF: Stop, drop and roll, Lefty! Stop, drop and roll!

Lefty: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH ! ! ! !

Lefty crashes into the common room walls, oblivious to RF...and everyone else, really...

[AnimatedC9000]

Lips: Nothing...

Cait: Woooooooooooooooooowww...

Waldo: ... *to RF* Do you know that guy?

[Winslow Leach]

Lips: *gives Zoot a confused look*

Cait: *shoots a quizzical look at Lefty* ... uh... hi?

Waldo: *flies upside-down to RF* Hi, I'm Waldo C. Graphic, the spirit of 3D! Who are you?

RF: Oh hi there! I'm Roosevelt Franklin! Wow, the spirit of 3D, huh? Very interesting...

[WhiteRabbit]

Zoot: O_O *dodges Lefty in alarm* *calls Tony in* Anthony...Lefty's being on fire and wrecking the place. X_X

Ailie: *obliviously* I like oreos...

Dr. Teeth: Meh too.

[AnimatedC9000]

Lips: *mouths, "Anthony?"*

Waldo: It's a lot of fun! Look at what I can do! *morphs into a puppy*

Cait: *to Ailie* May I have some oreos?

[Winslow Leach]

Tony enters common room.

Tony: Huh? Hey cool! The Human Torch!

Lefty: AAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH ! ! ! !

Newsie (peering over Tony's shoulder) I never thought Lefty was so hot! Heh heh heh heh heh heh...

A flame catches Newsie's sleeve, and rapidly swarms over his body; both Newsie and Lefty run around, screaming, occasionally bumping into each other.

[WhiteRabbit]

Zoot: Well, duh...that is his name.

Ailie: *gives Cait a Bologna-O. It's like an oreo but with a hunk of bologna in it instead of white stuff* Mmmm. O_O

Dr. Teeth: *rests his head on the floor like a docile canine...or something*

[AnimatedC9000]

Lips: ... his full first name...

Cait: ... oh, ha-ha, very funny, Ailie... *pets Dr. Teeth on the head*

[Winslow Leach]

Lefty (gasping) P-p-p-ut me out....p-ut me out!

Newsie: IT BURNS ! ! ! ! ! !

RF: Yes, Newsie. That would be the effect fire has on something.

Tony: Meh, I think I'll watch Good Burger...

[WhiteRabbit]

Zoot: So? =P

Ailie: *shrugs, hoarding all the Bologna-Os.*

Dr. Teeth: *sighs, blowing smoke into Cait's face accidentally* O_O *lifts his head* Can I come, Toneh?

[Winslow Leach]

O_O *lifts his head* Can I come, Toneh?

Tony: Sure...Elliot. Hey! I have some microwave popcorn, but I don't wanna wait the four minutes for it to pop. How 'bout I just give you the bag, and you can breathe on it? =P

[WhiteRabbit]

Dr. Teeth: Don' make meh eat ya, boy... =P

Zoot: NU! Don't!

Dr. Teeth: O_o

Zoot: ...Spyro. =P

[AnimatedC9000]

Lips: ... um... no... reason? O_o

Cait: *starts to cough, trying to fan the smoke away* Bad for health... X_X

[Winslow Leach]

Dr. Teeth: Don' make meh eat ya, boy... =P


Tony (sniffle) But--but I was gonna share! Aw, heck...

Tony takes bag of microwave popcorn from his back pocket, and tosses it at Lefty; as soon as it hits the flaming sneak thief, the bag immediately expands, and POPS, sending popcorn everywhere.

[WhiteRabbit]

Ailie: *climbs back onto Dr. Teeth* X3 *snuggles*

Zoot: *watching Lefty and the popcorn with fascination* O_O

[Winslow Leach]

RF scoops up as much popcorn as he can, and offers some to Ailie and Dr. Teeth.

RF takes a handful, and sits on the floor, watching Lefty and Newsie knocking their heads/bodies together.

[Erine81981]

Herry, Frazzle, Homer and..*carring Wolfgang*.....I wanted to let you guys know that i won't be here a little after Feburary.

Herry: Ok.

Frazzle: Adkjfjkdf gjgjd with somewrig.

No. I won't be here at all. I'm leaving the dorms.

Herry: What?

Homer Honker: Honk honk honk?

I figured i need to have some time to myself.

Herry: But your most of the time by yourself.

I know but i really need some time just alone. It's not any of your fault and also i'm (whispers).

Herry: What? I thought you already knew how.

Not really. But i'm getting help by my sister. But i'll be back later down the year. I promise to write you guys and let anyone who wants to take you in as their roomies. Can do.

Wolfgang: Arf arf arf arf! *sniff sniff*

*holding Wolfgang* I know but i'll be here till Feburary. So we can still have some fun then. What would ya'll like to do tonight? I don't have to be to work till 10 tomorrow morning.

Herry: Can we do a MST3K marathon?

Sure. I really don't have that much episodes expect for...*counts on figures*....about 8 or 10 episodes but we can still make it work. Is everyone up to it?

Frazzle: Yeah!

Homer Honker: HONK!

Wolfgang: ARF!

Good! Then lets get to it.

[The Count]

Hmmm... Was gonna let it ride out till February and then... Oh well, it's good Kyle said it himself.

*Since storytime has long finished, Dr. Teeth has turned back to his normal self, leaving behind the dragonish appearance. I'll let morphings like that play out so long as it's in the bounds of storytime playing out... But the players will turn back to normal at the end, okay?
Take care and have a good erm, whatever time it is now.

[WhiteRabbit]

Ailie: *wanders into the dorms from her regular house shivering* Ugh...our heater's busted...I hate winter... -_-

Zoot: How'd that happen...? O_o

Ailie: I stuck Bologna-Os in the vent--

Zoot: *facepalm*

Ailie: No really, honestly, I don't know what happened...I'm ready to light a fire in my room, though.

Dr. Teeth: Man, that bites, girl...heah... *wraps a blanket around her*

Ailie: ... *huggles* =)

[RedRocker]

*Lou knocks on Kate, Gobo, and Wembley's door. Lou calls out.*
Hey! Guys, want some cookies? I baked them myself!

[redBoobergurl]

Beth: Sugar, glorious sugar!
Red: You been into the doozer sticks or what?
Beth: Nope, eating Nerds
Abby: You're eating nerds! That's not very nice, first you shouldn't call people names and second, you shouldn't eat them!
Beth: *laughs* It's a kind of candy. I think you guys would like them actually
Red: *takes a taste* Are you kidding? I love them!
Beth: I should've guessed that!

[The Count]

Sweet sweet sweet little treats huh Beth? Think I'll stick to peppermint marbles myself.

*In the mood for some good fanfic. Too bad most authors are on... You don't suppose they went on strike do you! :eek:

[Winslow Leach]

Tony: So what happened to ol' Scrooge in the box?

Lefty: He died.

Tony: o_O

Lefty: Yeah...I forgot ta drill da airholes in da crate.

Tony: So what happened? Where is he?

Lefty: Restin' comfortably at da bottom of da ocean.

Tony: At the bottom of the ocean?

Lefty: SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight! I had a buddy 'a mine pick up da crate, and he dealt wit it.

Tony: Um...

Lefty: Don't woiry...he was just some homeless mook...an' he wanted ta get inta da box, on accounta it was warm inside. Who knows? Maybe he expired from natural causes.

Tony: Ye-ah...

Lefty: Relax, Tommy...he was one 'a us...nuthin' but foam...he won't be missed. Now. Ya want some orange soda? Who wants orange soda?

RF: ME!

[The Count]

Hey guys, Ima booking early. So have fun and try not to wreck da place. See yous tomorrow. :sleep:

[WhiteRabbit]

Zoot: *standing in the common room and the lights are dimmed to look like a stage*

Dr. Teeth: *providing the background instrumentals on his keyboard*

Zoot: You know, the sun is in your eyes
And hurricanes and rains
and black and cloudy skies.

You're running up and down that hill.
You turn it on and off at will.
There's nothing here to thrill
or bring you down.
And if you've got no other choice
You know you can follow my voice
through the dark turns and noise
of this wicked little town

Dr. Teeth: *amazed at his singing* O_O

Zoot: Oh Lady luck has led you here
and they're so twisted up
they'll twist you up, I fear

The pious, hateful and devout,
you're turning tricks til you're turned out,
the wind so cold it burns,
you're burning out and blowing round.
And if you've got no other choice
you know you can follow my voice
through the dark turns and noise
of this wicked little town

~Instrumental~

Zoot: The fates are vicious and they're cruel.
You learn too late you've used two wishes
like a fool

and then you're someone you are not,
and Junction City ain't the spot,
remember Mrs. Lot
and when she turned around.
And if you've got no other choice
You know you can follow my voice
through the dark turns and noise
of this wicked little town... *the song ends with a few more notes and then there's total silence*

All: *in awe* O_O Wow...

[AnimatedC9000]

Cait: O_O What they said...

Her other roomies: O_O *so silent that they don't know what to say*

Lips: O_O *almost in a whisper* Wow...

[Winslow Leach]

Mr. Turtle: I say...that is culture. Oscar Hammerstein would be proud of you, my lad. Cheers!

Lefty: 'Ey Mr. Toitle, I got sometin' stuck in my teeth, youse got a tootpick er sometin'?

Mr. Turtle hits Lefty with a sledgehammer.

Mr. Turtle: Wonderful performance, Zoot. I was quite moved.

[WhiteRabbit]

Zoot: *smiles at the others shyly and his voice is soft, albeit appreciative* Thanks guys... =) *gives Lips a genuine thumbs up to show they don't have to be silent characters; not all the time*

[Winslow Leach]

Lefty kicks open the door to Ailie's room, Mr. Turtle perched on his shoulder.

Mr. Turtle: 'Twas rather rude. You could have knocked.

Lefty: Shaddap! (to Spamela) 'Ey babe...how would ya like me ta enter youse in a beauty contest? Youse gotta say yes, 'cause I already promised I would deliver ya. It's tomorrow night, in case yer wonderin'. Da winner is crowned Miss Pork Rind of '09. Er...sorry...dis is bein' sponsored by a pork rind company, an' I entered youse before I realized you was a pig...uhhhh...if ya win, youse gotta promote da pork rinds fer a year at supermarkets an' stuff. So...ya in? I kin pay ya $15. No more.

Mr. Turtle gestures to Spamela to say no.

[WhiteRabbit]

Spamela: *eyes widen* A beauty contest? Little me? Oh...um...I don't know...gosh... *twirling her hair around her finger for a moment*

Dr. Teeth *pokes his head out from under Spamela's arm and grabs Mr. Turtle*

Spamela: Pork rinds? O_O Grody! Um, I think I might have to pass this up Lefty...

Dr. Teeth: *Nelson laugh* =P HA HA!

[Winslow Leach]

Spamela: *eyes widen* A beauty contest? Little me? Oh...um...I don't know...gosh... *twirling her hair around her finger for a moment*

Dr. Teeth *pokes his head out from under Spamela's arm and grabs Mr. Turtle*

Spamela: Pork rinds? O_O Grody! Um, I think I might have to pass this up Lefty...

Dr. Teeth: *Nelson laugh* =P HA HA!

Lefty dashes to Spamela, and begins his "seduction."

Lefty: Awww...but yer eyes...yer hair...yer...back! You're da most beautiful ting in dis place! Youse an' me kin make lovely music togedder (takes out contract) if youse'll just sign on da dotted line...gorgeous...(elbows Dr. Teeth) Do I know how ta lay on da charm, er what?

[WhiteRabbit]

Spamela: *giggles nervously* Um...I don't think--

Dr. Teeth: *rolls his eyes, trying to protect his pretty roomie* Hey Lefteh, did I evah intraduce ya ta mah fists...? =/ *drops Mr. Turtle* I call this one Glendah and this one Pancake! =P Yeah, they don' soun' real threatenin' but...um...yeah, go away. *yanks Spamela back*

Spamela: Were you dropped on your head as a child? O_o

[Winslow Leach]

Spamela: *giggles nervously* Um...I don't think--

Dr. Teeth: *rolls his eyes, trying to protect his pretty roomie* Hey Lefteh, did I evah intraduce ya ta mah fists...? =/ *drops Mr. Turtle* I call this one Glendah and this one Pancake! =P Yeah, they don' soun' real threatenin' but...um...yeah, go away. *yanks Spamela back*

Spamela: Were you dropped on your head as a child? O_o

Lefty: O_O Glendah an' Pancake? I don't believe I had da pleasure...but I don't have time ta meet 'em now...(yanks Spamela to him) Me an' da pig gotta catch a plane...oh, I didn't mean to call ya "pig" in a how you say "deerogatory" way...I called you dat 'cause...er...dat's what youse are! Riiiiiiiiiiiight!

[WhiteRabbit]

Dr. Teeth: =/ How dare ya beh derogamatoreh ta Spammeh! I oughta beat yo-- *stares at Mr. Turtle* Donatello, what're ya doin' on the flo'? *picks him back up*

Spamela: Uh huh...um...I'm going to bed. Night, boys.

[Winslow Leach]

Dr. Teeth: =/ How dare ya beh derogamatoreh ta Spammeh! I oughta beat yo-- *stares at Mr. Turtle* Donatello, what're ya doin' on the flo'? *picks him back up*

Spamela: Uh huh...um...I'm going to bed. Night, boys.

Lefty (yawns) Well, I best be goin' ta bed too...

Lefty begins to follow Spamela.

[WhiteRabbit]

Dr. Teeth: >_> *yanks Lefty back by the collar and chucks him out of the dorm* C'mon, Mistah T... *drags him to his room*

[Winslow Leach]

Dr. Teeth: >_> *yanks Lefty back by the collar and chucks him out of the dorm* C'mon, Mistah T... *drags him to his room*

Lefty (dazed) I was merely gonna talk toikey wit da kid...youse take tings so seriously!

[WhiteRabbit]

Ailie: *nudges her roomie/boyfriend* *in just above a whisper* Dr. Teeth...guess what movie came out as of this morning...? The one you've been dying to see? X3

Dr. Teeth: *still half asleep* ...nya?

Ailie: NOTORIOUS! *starts dancing (badly, because she's such a Casper)*

Dr. Teeth: ... *fanboy scream* OMG! How coul' I fo'get? ! O_O Mus'...haul...reah...ta...the...movehs... *collapses onto the floor*

Ailie: XP It's like 6 AM, why don't you wait a bit?

Dr. Teeth: O_O But--

Ailie: See ya after school. *huggles him and leaves*

[The Count]

You know there's that movie called Defiance starring Zoot's fave actor opening this weekend too right? You could take everybody and make it a double feature. Have fun you kids. :crazy:

[WhiteRabbit]

Zoot: Daniel Cra--? *faints*

Dr. Teeth: =P Easeh theah, Zoot. *turns back to Ailie, spazzing out* O_O OMG! OMG! Notorious!

Ailie: *headdesk*

[Winslow Leach]

RF bursts into Ailie's room.

RF: I wanna see Notorious too! My ma has all his albums...I grew up listening to Biggie! (to Dr. Teeth) Can I go with y'all, big daddy? Please?

Mr. Turtle (stumbling around after spending the night with Dr. Teeth) ...crackers...

[WhiteRabbit]

Dr. Teeth: Aw, sho' ya can, kid... *musses his hair*

Zoot: *sighs* Dr. Teeth, it's rated R. -_-

Dr. Teeth: Oh yeah...well...yo face is rated R. =P Fo' repulsive.

Zoot: ;_;

[Winslow Leach]

Dr. Teeth: Aw, sho' ya can, kid... *musses his hair*

Zoot: *sighs* Dr. Teeth, it's rated R. -_-

Dr. Teeth: Oh yeah...well...yo face is rated R. =P Fo' repulsive.

Zoot: ;_;

RF: Hahahahahaha! That's a good one, man! Gimme five!

Mr. Turtle (still wandering) ...yogurt...Milk Duds are delish...

[AnimatedC9000]

Lips: *sighs* Dr. Teeth, that went a little too far, don't you think?

Waldo: *flying down the hallway when he spots Mr. Turtle* ... *does a double take* O_O ... O... M... G... *spazzes out* IZ A TURTLE! ! ! O_O *flies to the reptile's face* HiMr.Turtle,I'mWaldoC.Graphic,thespiritod3-D! Whoisyou! ? O_O

[Winslow Leach]

Lips: *sighs* Dr. Teeth, that went a little too far, don't you think?

Waldo: *flying down the hallway when he spots Mr. Turtle* ... *does a double take* O_O ... O... M... G... *spazzes out* IZ A TURTLE! ! ! O_O *flies to the reptile's face* HiMr.Turtle,I'mWaldoC.Graphic,thespiritod3-D! Whoisyou! ? O_O

Mr. Turtle: ...pecan pie...? X_X

[WhiteRabbit]

Dr. Teeth: *highfives RF* Mhm, that how we do it, boy... =P *doesn't notice Lips*

Zoot: Whatever. -_- *gives Mr. Turtle a weird look* What's up with you?

[Winslow Leach]

Dr. Teeth: *highfives RF* Mhm, that how we do it, boy... =P *doesn't notice Lips*

Zoot: Whatever. -_- *gives Mr. Turtle a weird look* What's up with you?

Mr. Turtle: ...chocolate is fun...

RF: I wanna sit in the front row! Can I drive?

[WhiteRabbit]

Dr. Teeth: *snuggles RF* Yes, little buddeh, ya can. ^_^

Zoot: *shakes his head* Hey man, don't you remember that lecture Ailie gave you about personal space?

Dr. Teeth: ...lemonade?

[AnimatedC9000]

Waldo: ... Skittles are fun, too...

Lips: ... *sighs* *to Zoot* Does he ever listen...?

[The Count]

*Sighs. Is there an Addams/Batman Animated Series fan in the house? Need someone to ask about somethings and I dunno who to consult from ma forum friends. Contact me please. :(

[Winslow Leach]

Dr. Teeth: *snuggles RF* Yes, little buddeh, ya can. ^_^


RF: Yahoo! I get to drive! Did you hear that Ailie? Spammy? Zoot? I get to drive my good buddy's car! And we're gonna see Biggie! YAY!

RF dances for joy.

Wait'll I tell the kids on Monday! I bet Pockmarked Pete will be so jealous!