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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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[He gets maybe two inches from Pete’s face.]
Why wouldja wanna do dat?
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I think the boy must've misheard me! Y'see, what I really saids was...uh...I was gonna eat that sticky. Sticky...'cus...ice cream is sticky. Yep.
[If that guy gets any closer to him, he swears that he's going to punch him.]
Now, if we'll just be on our way, officer....
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And now he's trying to cover up attempted murder with ice cream. He's already broken, like, three or four different laws now. Maybe more.
[Maybe he'll get results if he keeps egging the cop on? Although, honestly, it's not as if Kenny isn't used to horrible cops who don't know how to do their jobs, so the real surprise would be if this one breaks the mold and actually does something worthwhile.]
—Dude, do not leave me with this guy.
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[ Tsk tsk! Constable O’laf shakes his head, and dusts three years worth of crusted old dust off of his shoulder. ]
Why don’t ya leave this poor orphan boy with me, a true and honest cop who is not that heinous villain Count Olaf in any way?