Chapter XXIYT
Mr. Tiddles's Return
Little did the good townspeople know that Mr. Tiddles had made a pact with a witch doctor in case he was ever killed by a stray brick. It had been back in the 30's (wild times, man!) and Mr. Tiddles had been young and arrogant... oh, those were the days...
Anywho, he popped right up, much to the other commoners' surprise.
"Dude!" said one. "You were dead!"
"No, I'm not, Jose," said Mr. Tiddles gravely.
"The name's Marcos."
"You see, Marcos, I made a pact with a witch doctor. There's a lot of backstory here, but I'm lazy and don't want to tell you it."
Marcos shrugged. "Why'd you come back to life?"
"Because things around here need to change!" cried Mr. Tiddles. "There hasn't been an actual story post in what, six posts? And who knows if the actual story will be carried over to the next thread if this thread is closed? Imagine that, having to rewrite everything - character bios and whatnot! I hope the moderators at least keep some of it intact, or just start a completely different RP altogether. Whatever the case, the rules need to be laid down at the start of the next RP so everyone knows!"
"Shouldn't we just start the story over from scratch?"
"That's a fine idea, John - "
"Marcos."
" - Marcos, but who knows? All we know is that we don't know."
"You totally stole that from an Oasis song. Specifically, 'The Masterplan'."
"Shut up, Marcos. All I'm saying is that this needs to be more organized."
At that point Marcos threw a brick at him for being so rude and that was the end of Mr. Tiddles. (Or was it???????!!!!!11111!eleventy!!!1!)
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