prepare to be bombarded with slang.

[legendof724]

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[Sydney slowly wakes up in his room, and regards it as nothing special. Same old bed, same old room, same old clothes, same old homework for the same old high school

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[strike_you_out]

[Slugger is on his way past Pokey's house---he stalks passes by here often---when he sees what appears to be a drone in distress. Unusual, considering drones are never in distress. He stops to watch.]

...

[legendof724]

If this isn't Amity Park, then how the heck am I supposed to know how to cut out of here to get there?!

[Sydney abruptly stops freaking out when he spots someone on the street staring at him. He pauses a moment before he walks up to him.]

Hey, you're on the stick, right? Do you know how I can split and get back home?

[strike_you_out]

[Amity Park? What part of Mayfield is that? He stares for a moment, trying to process this.]

...Isn't this your home?

[legendof724]

Golly, no! I thought it was at first, but I'm definitely out of orbit here--this doesn't look like any part of Amity Park or the Ghost Zone at all!

[strike_you_out]

[Whether this is a drone or not, Slugger isn't entirely swayed one way or the other. Thankfully, there's a way to find out...]

Wait. Hold still.

[He slides a golden (and very bent) baseball bat off his shoulder and aims a one-handed swing toward the kid's side. It isn't meant to impart damage or any lasting pain if it hits. Just testing a theory.]

[legendof724]

[Sydney plans on doing as he says, until he realizes that the kid is going to swing at him with a bat. He tries to jump out of the way but fails and instead gets smacked in the side.]

Ow! Hey, what the heck did I ever do to you? What's with the sudden pounding?

[Are you...a ~*~bully~*~?!]

[strike_you_out]

[The bat is slung over his shoulder again. He has arrived at a conclusion.]

Had to check something.

[legendof724]

Check what, Buster Brown?

[strike_you_out]

To see if you're a drone.

[legendof724]

What the heck's a drone, and why do you need to pound me like a cake to check?

[strike_you_out]

Mindless shells of people. They don't respond to pain.

[He has determined you aren't a drone. Congratulations.]

[legendof724]

Oh. Is this place full of drones?

[Wait. Wait. Wait wait wait a moment here..!]

Do you just go around knocking the brains out of any ol' cube you see to check if they're drones?

[strike_you_out]

[A grin. Oh the many ways he could answer that question.]

Not always. It's easy to tell... usually.

[legendof724]

So why'd you have to go and hit me if it's so easy to tell, Clyde?

[He can't decide whether you're a Good Kid in a Bad Situation, or if you're just an all-out bully.]

[strike_you_out]

You talk like one.

[It's possible he's just a downright Evil Kid, judging by his smirk.]

And it's Slugger, not Clyde.

[legendof724]

[Well, a smirk doesn't mean he's bad! Maybe that's just how he smiles, and it's not Sydney's place to judge you like that if you can't help the way you smile.]

Well, alright, Slugger. But maybe you shouldn't be snappin' your cap on all the drones anyway--even if they don't get hurt, it still probably rattles their cages.