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progresscity2018-06-20 08:24 pm
stinkypete) wrote in progresscity2018-06-20 08:24 pm
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All The Cats Join In (or, in this case, just one)
Who: Peg-Leg Pete and you!
What: Arriving/settling into Progress City
Where: Magic Kingdom, Hollywood Studios
When: Backdated to 6/16 - 6/20, see prompts
Warnings: None at the moment!
i. in which pete feels hatred for his lifelong enemy mickey mouse (6/16)
[So this wasn't really an ideal situation to begin with. One second, he'd been looking through his mailbox for his court hearing date, the next, he had picked up this weird ticket and had been whisked away into Progress City. Every corner of this place instantly screamed at him "MICKEY MOUSE", and he absolutely hated it. His first thoughts were that this was some sort of sick joke played on him by Mickey and his friends, but the more he explored andinterrogated asked people for information, the more he realized this was a land beyond the reach of Disney or Mickey.
Which is actually worse, because now he doesn't know what to do with himself. He'd been really looking forward to pummeling Mickey's face into his skull. People don't really know who he is, and aren't sufficiently intimidated by him. Yet.
Pete can be found wandering around the Magic Kingdom. If he can't punch Mickey, he may as well find something similar to Mickey here. As he walks, he seems to get more and more frustrated.]
I swear to God, if that Serling guy got rid of it, I'm gonna punch his lights out! And then, once I'm through with him, I'll make him build the statue for me to destroy!
ii. in which pete complains about the state of fake disney world (6/17 - 6/20)
[In the evenings, you might find Pete sitting in the Animation Courtyard, watching The Twilight Zone with a surly expression on his face. Next to him sits several boxes of pizza of varying fullness. Every so often, he'll take a slice and chomp down on it, muttering under his breath. He doesn't understand this stuff, and he won't try to understand it.]
Why couldn't they show good ol' fashioned toons instead of this garbage?
[For a theme park based off of Disney, there isn't much sign of the mouse around here. He's somewhat grateful for that, actually. But it'd be nice to have some cartoon showings of himself.]
What: Arriving/settling into Progress City
Where: Magic Kingdom, Hollywood Studios
When: Backdated to 6/16 - 6/20, see prompts
Warnings: None at the moment!
i. in which pete feels hatred for his lifelong enemy mickey mouse (6/16)
[So this wasn't really an ideal situation to begin with. One second, he'd been looking through his mailbox for his court hearing date, the next, he had picked up this weird ticket and had been whisked away into Progress City. Every corner of this place instantly screamed at him "MICKEY MOUSE", and he absolutely hated it. His first thoughts were that this was some sort of sick joke played on him by Mickey and his friends, but the more he explored and
Which is actually worse, because now he doesn't know what to do with himself. He'd been really looking forward to pummeling Mickey's face into his skull. People don't really know who he is, and aren't sufficiently intimidated by him. Yet.
Pete can be found wandering around the Magic Kingdom. If he can't punch Mickey, he may as well find something similar to Mickey here. As he walks, he seems to get more and more frustrated.]
I swear to God, if that Serling guy got rid of it, I'm gonna punch his lights out! And then, once I'm through with him, I'll make him build the statue for me to destroy!
ii. in which pete complains about the state of fake disney world (6/17 - 6/20)
[In the evenings, you might find Pete sitting in the Animation Courtyard, watching The Twilight Zone with a surly expression on his face. Next to him sits several boxes of pizza of varying fullness. Every so often, he'll take a slice and chomp down on it, muttering under his breath. He doesn't understand this stuff, and he won't try to understand it.]
Why couldn't they show good ol' fashioned toons instead of this garbage?
[For a theme park based off of Disney, there isn't much sign of the mouse around here. He's somewhat grateful for that, actually. But it'd be nice to have some cartoon showings of himself.]
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[Pete glances towards the voice and does a double take. He gets up, pointing an accusatory finger towards the stranger.]
HEY! THOSE ARE MY PIZZAS!
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[Any faux-surprise is given over his shoulder, given that he's picked up the pace to a brisk speedwalk now. Bye.]
I can't believe someone just left your pizzas just lying around! You should complain to the mayor about whoever did that, too!
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[Pete charges after the pizza thief, arms outstretched to throttle him. If he manages to grab him he's just going to. Pick him up and start swinging him around like how you swing a bucket full of water around.]
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He doesn't care for it much.
But in the midst of angry-slash-terrified yelling, he at least realizes that, hey, he's still holding onto those pizzas. The thing the guy was angry about in the first place. And given he's being swung around by his ankles, it's incredibly easy to find the spite to just... let them go.
They go sailing over a nearby rooftop, out of sight entirely. So now Pete is +1 Plankton and -1 Pizzas, which means he's basically 0-for-two.]
Look, LOOK, I don't even have your lousy pizzas anymore! PUT ME DOWN!
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[Still throwing Plankton around, Pete glances up just in time to see the boxes fly out of view. He then looks back towards Plankton, grinding his teeth together.]
THAT WAS FIFTEEN WHOLE DOLLARS! OH, I'LL PUT YA DOWN, ALRIGHT!
[Finally, someone's given him the opportunity to beat them up! He lets go at an angle so that Plankton'll hopefully slide across the pavement. He took his pizzas, and now he'll have to pay. Pete cackles loudly as Plankton goes flying.]