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[teutonictraitor]

[[Just another 'wonderful' morning in 2Fort. Guntram rolls over in his bed, barely noticing in his half-asleep state that the covers are much less scratchy and the matress doesn't have that conspicuous lump that he suspected might be the former Scout's skull jammed in there. He stretches with a lazy yawn, groping around on his nightstand table for

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[dodo_master]

Mayfield. Kidnapped. Welcome to town!

[teutonictraitor]

Really. Und just how, precisely? [[So not buying this, nope.]]

[dodo_master]

Well if we knew that, there's a good chance none of us would still be here! Sorry, can't help you there.

[teutonictraitor]

Very enlightening. [[Ah, sigh. You can hear the displeasure. and then another round of something getting smashed!]]

[fearthefool]

Your guess is as good as mine.

[teutonictraitor]

[[Frustrated sigh.]] Does nobody heff any information at all? Dummkopfs.

[fearthefool]

I would love information myself. I don't have the slightest idea how I came here or what I'm supposed to do here.

[teutonictraitor]

It appears zhat is typical. Ach.

[[This would be SO much easier if he at least had his Ubersaw.]]

[doc_furcoat]

Disneyland.

Roy Disney rose from the dead and had 'is zombie minions come an' snag ya away to the perfect lil' town. Right in the center of the whole place. Though once yer in this attraction, there's no escapin', mate.

[teutonictraitor]

Roy Disney? He is not dead.
...zhe perfect little--? Ach. So zhis vill not even be an interesting experience.

[[He is so tempted to call Doc Worth Sniper.]]

pff major fail on my part, meant Walt WAY TO GO SELF XD

[doc_furcoat]

Sure he is. Died in the seventies. Though be careful, if ya don't watch out he'll call fer back up and the great Necromancer em self, Walt Disney will appear! He'll sick 'is demonic big headed mouse knights on ya!

[May or may not be high off some meds he took from the school nurses office... or he's just bored and looking to be annoying.]

'S FIIINE. <3

[teutonictraitor]

Mm. Now he is dead.

...vas are you talking about, Herr? You make no sense.

[perceivance]

... Um. What was that... thudding noise in the background? (Don't tell me it was a person. Please don't tell me it was a person.)

oh look I suck at tagging again!

[teutonictraitor]

Vas do you zhink it could heff been, hm?
[[He sounds almost bored now. She stopped twitching, aw.]]

[perceivance]

Well... I'm not sure, that's why I'm asking you. It sounded rather large, so...

[teutonictraitor]

You could say zhat, ja. It was a large...object.

[[Guntram pauses for a second before mumbling.]] Hmm. I vill heff to do somezhing wizh zhis. Can't let it go to vaste.

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[teutonictraitor]

[[He's had this little mini-rant prepared and will be launching into it now.]]
I do not know vhere you and zhe ozher dummkopfs get off on pulling zhis sort of trick on--

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[teutonictraitor]

--wait. 'Zhey'? Vas?