Horroria

The Tall Bones, not seeming to realize this, waits for the Fat Kid to get to the top of the steps.

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The Tall Bones walks behind Dr. Specter and shoves him into the grave.

Dr. Specter falls in, but gets himself out and stares at the Tall Bones.

Dr. Specter: I see we have a troublesome zombie on our hands? Well, I'd hate to have to use this, but I think I must!

The doctor takes out an odd-looking machine that consists of a vaccumn nozzle that is connected to an empty speherical container.

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Fat Kid: This is taking too long!

He takes out an autographed photo of Ronald McDonald and looks at it.

Fat Kid: Good bye... old friend!

He then chucks it doen the stairs (which isn't very far) and pricks himself with a long needle. This makes him expand like a balloon and he starts to float up the stairs.

The Tall Bones grabs the vacuum nozzle.

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The Tall Bones waits for the Fat Kid to get to the top.

Dr. Specter then turns the contraption on and it sucks the soul (or what is keeping the Tall Bones animated) out of the Tall Bones. The fact that the Tall Bones' hands are on the nozzle actually puts the Tall Bones at a disadvantage.

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The Fat Kid gets to the top.

No one said that Tall Bones(es) were very bright. They do lack a brain, after all. The Tall Bones then collapses in a heap.

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The Tall Bones shoves the Fat Kid down the stairs.

The Tall Bones' soul is then captured and put inside the contraption's tank. Dr. Specter whips out his notepad again and records this data, and then puts it back into his labcoat pocket.

Dr. Specter: That was envigorating! Why I haven't had a paranormal encounter in... wait... what was I doing again?

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The Fat Kid floats back up.

The skeleton who gave Banjo and co. access to the Slightly Sacred Chamber place where Jiggy 4 was held watches Dr. Spectre.

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The Tall Bones, getting humor out of sophomoric pranks, shoves the Fat Kid down again.

Dr. Specter looks around and inspects a nearby tree, thinking its a woman.

Dr. Specter: Miss, may I ask your advice? Miss... MISS? Well, like I was saying, I don't know where I am and... wait, who are you! Stop following me!

Dr. Specter then takes out a ray gun and sets the tree on fire.

Dr. Specter: Hmm... why do I smell fire?

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The Fat Kid pouts and floats up again, this time smacking the Tall Bones across the face.

Skeleton: It's not much of a conversation tree. Believe me, I've tried.

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The Tall Bones's head gets twisted around. This does not stop it from shoving the Fat Kid down again.

Dr. Specter: (to the skeleton) I'm guessing. Say, where am I exactly?

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The Fat Kid then leaves the tower and tries to climb up the outside as if he were a mountain climber.

Skeleton: Horroria. Home of Necros. I wouldn't expect you to have heard of either, or remember them if you have heard of them.

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Thunder Lakitus patrol the tower's outside to prevent stuff like this from happening. They don't do too good a job, but they throw thunder pretty good. And throw thunder they do at the Fat Kid.

Dr. Specter: Oh. I was getting worried when I saw all of the headstones because I thought I was still in the home. I'm not really sure how I got here, but I like it here, much better than that darned home. Pale blue walls and painted rainbows! Can you imagine?

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The Fat Kid is pretty determined and keeps climbing, even though the lightning strikes him.

Skeleton: Seeing as I lack eyeballs, and can only see shapes and stuff, not color and specific details, no.

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The Thunder Lakitus keep throwing thunderbolts at the Fat Kid.

Dr. Specter: Aren't you lucky. I hated it there, not even one haunted belfry either...

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The Fat Kid keeps climbing, chanting "I think I can" over and over again.

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Dr. Specter: Who are you again?

Skeleton: Skeleton #3,872.

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A little engine falls on the Fat Kid The Thunder Lakitus don't think he can, so they keep throwing thunder.

Dr. Specter: Well that's nice to know... wait, I wanted to know something? Do you remember if I told you why I was here?

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The Fat kid gets on the little engine and rides it up the tower.

Skeleton #3,872: I doubt you could tell the time of day, much less why you're here.

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The little engine blows up.

Dr. Specter: You have a point...

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The Fat Kid ends up at the top of the tower due to the fact that the author is running out of ideas and is trying to sculpt a 1.5 inch person.

OOC: Darn you, sculpting.

IC:

Necros is sleeping in an armchair at the top of the tower. What do you expect? The guy's over fifty even without the 2000-year freeze.

OOC: I really hate putting eyes on these... SO TINY!

IC:

Meadow's over fifty and doesn't nap... then again, I don't think she sleeps either...

The Fat Kid glows with happiness and just stares at Necros, like an ugly little pony that makes Tuola look like Sophia Loren.

OOC: Darn you, obscure celebrities.

IC:

Necros suddenly wakes from his nap.

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Skeleton: I should. I've been bolted to this spot since I can't remember when.

Dr. Specter: You can't remember either? Well that's not good.

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The Fat Kid still stares, drooling and all googly-eyed, as if he was wearing Specter's reading glasses.

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Dr. Specter: WAIT! I remember something...

Skeleton: Good for you.

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Necros: What do you want? And make it snappy.

Fat Kid: *takes a really deep breath* Like i am your biggest fan and I have a mug to that effect and I want to be just like you and help you take over the world and I think that you are awesome and wonderful and cool and great and better than that old Mambo and like I am your biggest fan!

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Dr. Specter: I remember... doing the time warp...

OOC: Watch me turn this into a bad musical. Ah ha ha.

Skeleton: ... You are not in Trans*blanked out for teh kiddies*ual, Transylvania.

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Necros is silent for a few seconds due to the shock.
Necros: Yeah, that's great.
Necros gets up and looks out the window.
Necros: See, I've got a lot of fans as is, and...
Necros points into a random spot below the tower.
Necros: Is that a jelly donut?