Panther King's Castle (Conker's Bad Fur Day)

The castle of the Fabled (Fairy) Panther King...or rather it used to be. It now belongs to Conker the Squirrel, though he actually hates that fact.

Conker appears on his throne, mumbling to himself.

*Parakarry flies in the topic with Conker's mail.*

A random Weasel Guard walks up to Parakrry.
Weasel Guard: What do you want?

Parakarry: I'm just here to give the king a letter. It's address to.. "The Panther King?" Is he here, by any chance?

Weasel Guard: He's no longer the king. LONG LIVE KING CONKER!

Parakarry: You mean that "Conker" guy dethrone him? Well, in that case, give this letter to him.

The Weasel Guard walks into the throne room.
Conker: *Sigh* What is it now?
Weasel Guard: There is a letter for you, O Great King!
Conker: Then hand it over.
The Weasel Guard hands over the letter to Conker, and he starts reading it.

To the Panther King, or to the new king if he's no longer there,

We wish to invite you to race with us in a Hoverboard Grand Prix. We know that you are pretty skilled, and have cunning skills as well. And some of us say that you're pretty fast. Would you like to come and have a little grand prix? The first place winner will earn a trophy, and and $50,000 in cash.. Oh! One more thing, after when we're done with the race, perhaps we'll be having a feast as well. Hope to see you soon.

~Jessica

Conker: *Sigh* I suppose I'll go, as I have nothing else to do...
Conker gets off of the throne, but then stops.
Conker: Wait, does this even say where this "Grand Prix" is?

Letter:

P.S. The grand prix takes place in Space Race Colosseum. If you need directions, just use Mapquest.

Conker:...Do I even have a computer?

Parakarry: Well, no. You just need to buy one.

Conker:...Forget that. I'll just find the place myself.
Conker leaves the topic.

Conker re-enters the topic. The two Weasel Guards walk up to him.
Weasel Guard #1: Greetings, my king.
Conker: Shut up.
Weasel Guard #1: Yes, my king.
Conker sits on the throne and starts drinking beer, looking angry again.

*Parakarry flies out of the topic.*

*Somewhere in the treasure vault, a big drilling machine appears. Psycrow comes out of the machine and cackles.*

Psycrow: At last, the treasure of the Panther King and whatnot. And they're all mine! Just think of what I can buy with all this valuable junk!! *start stealing the treasure.*

The treasure attacks Psycrow.

OOC: I forgot; in Conker's BFD, the money talks trash.

Psycrow: AHH! What is this?! Money gone mad?! This is going 'ta give me a headache!! *bashes them away.* I'm looking for inanimate dough, not live dough. Now yous gonna be in the bag or I'm gonna make you.

The money get out machine guns.

Psycrow: Eh ekh ekh!..I thought not. *drives the driller out and into the kitchen* I might as well steal some food anyway! *takes the fridge* I was just thinkin' about lunch.

OOC: Posted in WitchyWorld... And yeah, I think we'll be going to get more roleplayers. It's getting pretty inactive again.

Hundreds of weasel guards surround Psycrow.

*Psycrow leaves the topic along with the stolen fridge.*

*A swarm of Shadow Bugs appear in the topic.*

A Weasel Guard stuffs the Shadow Bugs in a jar.