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1057831 No. 1057831 ID: 949354

This is Franklin.

He's been working so many shifts at work that his coworkers are starting to get worried about him, so the chief is forcing him to take a vacation at a mountain ski resort/hot spring. He doesn't know how to ski, but he's very excited. He is under strict orders to relax and enjoy himself.

He recently broke up with his hot girlfriend, but it was a super long-distance thing and they didn't really turn out to have much in common. He was bummed out for an evening, but it really wasn't a big deal.

He just got off the plane, and needs to make his way to the hotel. He's never been here before and he needs to decide if he's going to wait for the shuttle from the airport, take a cable car up the mountain and then make his way to the resort somehow from there, or just head up the mountain road himself. He is looking forward to a relaxing vacation where nothing weird happens and he can maybe make some new friends.
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No. 1058099 ID: e51896
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(Art style might change if I make a new panel, this coloring was partly a test)

This one is name Petunia. Petunia Petals... the tulip looking person! She's relieved to have made it to the shuttle on time before it left without her.

Unlike the others who are here for pleasure, she is here for business. She is a safety inspector who was assigned to inspect the ski resort after multiple complaints from the visitors of unsafe hazards for the skiers which includes, but not limited to litter on the courses that could trip people up, stray animals such as dogs that get in the way and crap all over the place, trees that catch on fire whenever someone attempts to jump over it for some reason, and even some kind of snow monster or yeti who seems to eat skiers whenever they attempt to reach the bottom.

Petunia really hates being in the cold, but unfortunately, all the other coworkers were already assigned to inspect fun theme parks, relaxing beaches, and cruise ships. So she is the only person available to inspect the ski resort in the cold. Ah well... She wonders if she can half-ass the job, especially since some of the complaints are outlandish and most likely just lies from Karens and Kevins.

After catching her breath from the rush to get here, she grabs her laptop from her luggage, with the plan to pass the time doing whatever on it before she reaches the hotel to speak with the owners of the resort. Before she does that, She takes a quick look around the shuttle at the others. She notices a couple people looking at interest over a man's steam deck, and wonders if maybe she can pass the time to play an online multiplayer game with him with her own laptop through her steam account, and his steam deck. She also notices an interesting looking mantis lady who might be worth talking to to pass the time. There's also a a lizard looking woman who looks kind of intimidating and hopes she won't bully her. Lastly, there is a gnome looking longingly out the window that might have a story she can probably listen to for awhile, and aye-aye looking person reading a book. She is curious to know what that book might be. But she gets the feeling either the gnome, or the aye-aye might not stick around.

Petunia has other things in her luggage that she can bring out to pass the time, or use in a situation. What stuff? Anything you want within reason, use your imagination!

What should Petunia do?'


I choose Gnome
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(Art style is subject to change in future posts.)

A costumed feather person sits by herself. Her wrestling name is 'La Pollo Picante' but she isn't wrestling right now. She is playing a Nintendo Switch while she waits for the next plane to Ohio to enter some sort of wrestling tournament. She regrets not bringing more to wear than this jacket as she is feeling cold, but not embarrassed in wearing her mask in public - she must keep her true identity a secret after all.

She notices that her flight is delayed, perhaps she should have gone to another airport. She sighs and tries to burn off more time on the Nintendo switch before realizing a critical error; The Nintendo Switch has no games. If only she brought a PC instead.

She sighs in disappointment. What to do with her time? She knows just the thing. She will search for a wrestling rival to get some practice. She needs every edge she can get if she is to win the champion belt that can keep her pants up. But where to find a rival? The don't just come along every day.

That is when she notices a few others around, including someone with a superior handheld console. She will follow and wait for her an opportunity.
No. 1058126 ID: 932c71

Susan: challenge La Pollo Picante to a match

Franklin: notice everyone checking out your steam deck and invite them to watch
No. 1058128 ID: 9ea24b
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Rhine watched mr. kubricks the shining with auntie uzak and now can't wait to psychologically spook everyone going to this hotel.
No. 1058129 ID: 949354
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Franklin tells the ferret that he doesn't really know what model his steam deck is or even what different models there are, he only just got it and his friend Kandi did most of the setting it up for him.

He also notices that there are way more people on the shuttle than he noticed at first, so he moves his bags to the floor. There's a bird lady who also looks like she has a switch with her, he makes a note to say hi later, maybe she'll want to play some Star Wars Episode I: Racer HD. She's dressed kind of weird, but it looks like ger luggage is anime so maybe she's supposed to be some sort of goku. His best friend Glyt used to talk about goku sometimes before he left.

The shuttle gets close to the hotel with all its resort features crawling up the mountain behind it, and the quiet bird sitting across from Franklin murmurs, "Swingles? Whats a swingle?". Franklin turns and sees a banner on the front of the hotel that says "WELCOME SWINGLES," but he has no idea what it means either.

The scary dragon lady in the back explains that "swingles" is a big community of swingers and singles that are having a big gathering this week at the resort. They're calling it the "Sky-High Swingle Selebration." She had just assumed thats what everyone was here for.

The mantis across the shuttle blushes and hides behind her hands. Franklin explains that he is just here to have a relaxing and not weird vacation because his coworkers told him to do it.
No. 1058132 ID: 9ea24b
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Rhine slithers out of the shuttle before it comes to a complete stop and continues his slithering into the hotel. someone has to be responsible and fill the lobby elevator with blood before the guests come in.
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Blair hasn’t heard of Swingles, but his aunt willed him a timeshare and he has to spend a week here or else she'll come back from the dead and haunt him.

He spots a Switch-playing avian and gets excited over the possibility of playing Overcooked with someone with reflexes faster than a baked potato.

Blair isn't a skiier, wrestler, gnome or tulip, but he's willing to hang out with most anyone to try and pass the time.
No. 1058184 ID: 949354
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Franklin is excited about this vacation. He met some folks on the shuttle, he can probably get some ski lessons, and he might even get to play some video games with the goku lady! But first things first, he had a pretty long travel with the flight and shuttle ride so he wants to get checked in and get his bags into his room.

Everything goes really smoothly at the desk since the department got all his reservations in order to make sure he couldn't flake on it; and he gets his key to room 67 and heads to the elevator. Franklin is looking forward to a relaxing and not weird vacation!
No. 1058185 ID: 949354
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No. 1058193 ID: 273c18

use the other elevator...
No. 1058198 ID: e51896
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Swingles only? Kind of weird she is assigned to do some safety investigation during some kind of swingles party... Is that even legal? well, as long as the resort is providing products for safe sex like condoms, it's no big deal to Petunia. She rushes out of the shuttle and quickly into the hotel as fast as she could so she doesn't stay out in the cold for too long.

Upon entering, she picks up the room key that was reserved for her from the receptionist and lets the receptionist know she is the safety inspector, and would like to have a meeting with the owners of the resort before she begins her assignment. She's told the owners are are not back yet, but will give her a call when they arrive and are ready to meet with her.

Ah well, at least Petunia can head into her room and unpack. The plane ride was tiring after all, so maybe she can take a short nap once she gets into her room as well. She thanks the receptionist kindly and heads towards to elevator.

Curiously, there is an elevator already open with the fennec fox looking guy just standing there in front of it. Why isn't he going in? is he holding the elevator door open for her? how kind of him!
No. 1058199 ID: e51896
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SWEET LILY OF THE VALLEY! OH THE HORROR! THE HORROR! Upon reaching the open entrance of the elevator, she is horrified to find blood all over the floor... WITH NO WET FLOOR SIGN IN SIGHT!

She just got to this resort, hasn't even met the owner(s) of this resort yet, and already there is a safety hazard. Not good at all. Seeing one this soon most likely means there are other safety hazards like this, and that all those complaints are most likely valid. Petunia sighs as she takes some notes and realizes that she probably has her work cut out for her here. She's hoping there won't be too many safety violations, as she really doesn't want to close down the resort. She actually wants to at least warm up in the hot springs towards the end of the visit a little. But she has a job to do... after all, she doesn't want the entire building to collapse and sink into the mountain due to negligence over safety, right?

Petunia wonders if she should just take the stairs, or wait for the next elevator.
No. 1058201 ID: fa3034

Saint gives a whistle as he holds the opposite side elevator doors open. His jacket is zipped up and a hidden hood that was tucked in his shirt, is pulled over his ears. A gnome and a masked bird woman are already inside. "Hurry before the door alarm starts screaming at us."
No. 1058208 ID: 481e64
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The masked wrestler notices the puppy dog and invites him to watch.
"Hola, perrito."
>"Do you have games on your phon- I mean Switch?"
"Only fighting games. And the occasional racing game."
>"Whatcha playing right now?"
"A Dragon Ball Fighting game. Have you heard of Dragon Ball?"
"It is very big where I come from. It is the most popular religion, second only to Football."
"Do you know what's going on in the elevator? Do I need to call a priest?"
The puppy didn’t hear her as he begins to concentrate on gameplay of muscled dudes with spiky blonde hair flying around and wailing on each other. Perhaps he is starting to see the appeal.

While the wrestler doesn't show it, she enjoys the company. After a while they follow the rest of the group.
No. 1058210 ID: 9ea24b
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Everything is going according to plan. rhine will stay here and keep adding more red goo to the elevator until people stop coming through.
No. 1058215 ID: 681cb5
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Susan: “HEY OH!”
Blair: “Aaah!?” Blair shrieks as there’s suddenly a rather buff lizard standing right behind him and the luchadores, whom grab both of their shoulders and pull them closer.
Susan: “Hey, sweet costume for the swingles meet up, cutie.”Susans tells the Ave, giving her a wink as she does so, “A bit odd, but I’ll play along!” She coughs once before putting on her most fearsome voice as she bellows, “I challenge you to a wrestling match! Winner gets first dibs on this nerd!” while pointing with her thumb towards Blair.
Blair: “D-don’t I get a say in this?” the dog stutters out…
Susan: Which Susan answers with a quick and definite, “Nope.” She then leans closer to the both of them and whisper, “The safe word is banana.” before giving Blair a big smile and a wink.
Blair: “Oh…”

Susan: “So what do you say, little birdie?” he lizards squeezes the shoulder on the wrestler bird before continuing, “Wanna tussle?”
No. 1058242 ID: 949354
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The tulip lady ignores Franklin as she continues muttering and writing in her notebook.


Franklin continues trying to get her attention, his gaze transfixed on the weird little guy in the elevator as he burbles more red goo around him. Eventually, Petunia notices that Franklin is talking to her.

Franklin asks her to verify that this is weird. It looks pretty weird to him, And he's supposed to be having a relaxing and not weird vacation.

She explains that she wishes it was weird, but safety violations like this are commonplace enough in hotels that they're almost expected.

Franklin is cautiously assured by her statement that this isn't weird, but he's still a little nervous about this little guy. He keeps his eyes locked on it as he slowly sidles over to the other elevator, and can't tell if the little guy is meeting his gaze or staring in an arbitrary direction.

Franklin slides into the other elevator that has the door held open by the ferret he met earlier, awkwardly cramming himself into the remaining space with all of his bags. He hopes that little guy is okay.
No. 1058263 ID: a7a180

Lizzie waits for the second elevator and hugs the wall, trying to stay innocuous mere inches from the dog and reptilian show.
No. 1058290 ID: 6fde29
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I caught the spice name thing, shhh

No. 1058291 ID: 6fde29
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Just find stairs, just find the stairs to your room...
No. 1058319 ID: dc13c4
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"Hello visitors to the hotel, would you be interested in joining the church of procreation? We worship love in its purest form and I believe that everyone is capable of achieving that."
No. 1058322 ID: fa3034

Saint asks everyone for their floor before pressing buttons. He himself is going to the second highest floor. He wasn't sure how to respond to the squirrel in the pseudo religious outfit.
"Are you one of the folks running the event going on at this resort?" He brings himself to say, though not making eye contact
No. 1058331 ID: f69af6
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Albrecht squeezes past Marcel's legs as he crosses the entrance to the hotel. The aye-aye takes the stairs up to room 61, never to be seen again. The comradely gnome would shed a small tear at this turn of events, but he doesn't know of it.

What he knows is that today a special event is taking place in this hotel. A swingles gathering, with all manner on of opportunistic casanovas looking to find a new lovebird or two.
Albrecht had visited the hotel a couple times hoping to find a kind European tourist to help in his plight, or at least find a job to get by while he seeks the means to return home, but with little luck.

Today would certainly be different, however, as this convention would be a massive gathering of people from all corners of the world.
Albrecht feels somewhat guilty about possibly taking advantage of a young bachelor's generosity, but at this point, he is willing to go inside a pet carrier in the back of a plane if he has to, he's no slouch. He is certain if he keeps his eyes peeled, he will find plenty of nice, sympathetic young ones that will lend him a hand.

Sure enough, a polite ferret boy holds the door of one of the elevators open and motions to him to get in.

Albrecht smiles at him as he enters the elevator, maybe he will be able to ge-
No. 1058332 ID: f69af6
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What in fairy hell is that?!

A particularly putrid goblin?! Some kind of poltergeist?!

Whatever that creature is, it is certainly trying to damage the prmises and scare away all the visitors.

"Eh, you go on ahead, folks, I may have to stay here a bit longer." Albrecht says as he steps out of the elevator.

He has to think of a way to deal with this unsettling critter. He may have sold most of his equipment in order to secure food and shelter, but he is still a champion of gnomely justice for a reason!
He just has to aproach the situation with the right tactic.
No. 1058345 ID: 481e64
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"You'll do. First and foremost, you’ll need a mask - like mine - to make things official. It doesn't need to be anything fancy, any brown paper bag or ski mask will do. Then we'll need a referee, a complete unbiased stranger preferably. Then we need a place to fight, somewhere empty. I was thinking of the elevator but it's beyond consideration at this point. Leave the fighting place to me, I'll look for something appropriate."

Susan seems to grin; this is interpreted as acceptance of the conditions.

"Alright, let me know when you've got your mask situation sorted. Once that's out of the way, I'll get my full costume and cape on. and if you are allergic to fire, please let me know in advance.
No. 1058409 ID: 188e95
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The situation has escalated far too fast for comfort. Blair just wanted a way to pass the time; he didn’t want to cause conflict!

“H-hey,” he stammers. “Fire sounds dangerous. Um… can’t we all just get along?”

“No,” says Susan.

“No,” says the masked wrestler.

Like it or not, conflict has been caused, and he’s in the middle of it.

Blair is conflicted.
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Susan: “Playing with fire, eh?” Susan’s smile widens even more, “That’s cute. But don’t worry, I don’t mind getting burned…” the large Sakkilian pauses for a second to lean closer to the avian, “As long as you don’t mind things getting a bit loud, little bird.”
Blair: The dork next to them barely have the time to react when the lizard grabs him and pulls him really close to her, only managed to stammer out a quick, “H-hey!”
Susan: “But if you just want to get hot and bothered I’m willing to share the nerd right now.” Susan whispers in a sultry tone, even giving the bird a wink, “I’m sure he won’t mind two strong gals bullying him. What do you say?”
La Pollo Picante: The luchadores raises and eyebrow and give the lizard a long look, “Just go and find a mask so we can fight, Niña grande” she states in a matter of fact way before turning around to find a proper arena, leaving the Sakkilian cold. Still, Susan is sure she saw a slight smile there for a second… but she could be wrong.

Blair: “W-wait…” the dogs stammering interrupts Susan’s train of thought, “C-can’t we talk about this? Do you r-really need to fight?”
Susan: “Don’t fret, dork.” she tells him, patting his head, “We’re just playing around a bit. Nothing to worry about.” Then, a wide grin spreads across her face, “Besides, no way a scrawny bird like her has a chance against my secret weapon…”

Susan: The Sakkilian starts too look around, only slightly distracted by Ave butt that’s walking away from her, though even then she fails to find what she’s looking for. “Now… where the fuck do you find a neat mask? No way I’m showing up with something dumb like a ski mask or paper bag!” pulling the dog even closer, she forces his face into the side of her chest, “Do you have any ideas, nerd?”
No. 1058437 ID: 47615d

glue+flower papermache recipe
make a bird mask of her father for psychological damage.
No. 1058451 ID: f69af6
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"Hold on a minute! You gals are thinking about punching each other in the middle of a resort and it's clear the little dog is upset. Instead of fighting, I propose we- oh wait that's right."
No. 1058452 ID: f69af6
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Mr. Hatterson remembers that only one character is allowed per IP adress before he vanishes in a cloud of cartoony smoke as the cosmos itself expels him out of the setting.
No. 1058454 ID: 9ea24b
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Rhine decides to mix things up with this gnome fellow. multitasking is very important in the modern workplace.

Rhine is aware he's being a nuisance, which suits his perception of the world's treatment of him very well. he and aunty uzak have been best buds in the unhealthy coping department
No. 1058512 ID: 537a46

This, maybe pluck and use one of Petunia's petals to make the mask? She probably wont mind
No. 1058659 ID: f69af6
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Watching the strange creature splitting into two and continuing to spread filth all over he floor, Albrecht hypothesizes that this must be a very large variety of those so called "microbes" people have been talking about for the last century or so.

Albrecht makes a quick tactical retreat, and in true MacGyver fashion, he procures himself a vacuum cleaner and a bottle of spray disinfectant using only a janitorial closet and a simple gnomish lockpicking spell.

Thus armed, he marches back towards the elevators, ready to face the multiplying varmints.
No. 1058661 ID: 9ea24b
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Rhine's better half is sucked directly into a vacuum as the gnome arrives to end his ruddy reign of terror. the surviving spooky twin flees to the atrium, where rhine finds a conveniently placed old-fashioned typewriter.
No. 1058671 ID: 1704f7

Is it an organic typewriter?

(ew points if you get the reference)
No. 1059005 ID: d0a08d
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"Um... I have a few ideas, if you'll let me go, please," Blair asks.

Susan obliges. For the moment.

"T-thanks. So, um... there's a lot you can do with extra t-shirts, actually." Blair's tail starts wagging. "You can trace a design around the neck hole and use that as the base for a mask, and sew the back together. Maybe you can use other fabrics too, if the hotel has some fabric glue? Aluminum foil for highlights, um, and other bits and pieces for color... maybe some streamers..."

"Sorry," Blair scratches behind his neck. "I got a little carried away. I like to, um, sew a bit in my free time."
No. 1059031 ID: 681cb5
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Susan: “Hey, don’t say you’re freaking sorry because you’re passionate about something, you dork.” Susan bellows out as she pokes the dog in the chest lightly, “That’s something to be proud of! In fact, I bet you’re a kickass tailor!”
Blair: “Y-you think?” Blair stammers out, “Um… I w-wouldn’t say I’m… t-that good…”
Susan: “Ha! You’re leagues better than I am, Blair.” the lizard does a little pose, pointing at herself with her thumb as she speaks, “In fact, you wouldn’t mind helping a gal out?” before moving her hand on top of the dog’s head to scratch him behind the ear, “I would love to have a nerd like you help me out, yeah?”
Blair: “Oh… um… I g-guess it would be… fun?”
No. 1059032 ID: 681cb5
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The dog and the lizard collect some odds and end to use as materials for the mask, before sitting down at a table to start working. Oddly enough, they can only find one chair (mostly because Susan hid all the others when Blair wasn’t looking), so Blair is ‘forced’ to sit in Susan’s lap.
Susan: “Alright, how about this…” the Sakkilian thinks out loud, “A papier-mâché mask that looks like her father! For psychological damage!”
Blair: “Do you… um… k-know what her father l-looks like?”
Susan: “...oh yeah… I don’t know him, do I?”
Blair: “And I d-don’t think papier-mâché is going to hold…” the dog helps the lizard get a thread through a needle before continuing, “It was a… err… n-neat idea?”
Susan: “Maybe you’re right… you’re the tailor nerd here after all.” she tells him while pulling him a bit closer, “Then how about this? Maybe we can pluck and use a petal from that flower lady we saw earlier?” she grins a bit as she imagines Petunia reaction, “I’m sure she won’t mind.”
Blair: “Now that’s just rude, Susan.”
Susan: “Bah, you’re no fun, Blair…” Susan continues working on the mask with Blair’s help for a few moments in silence, before whispering, “You’re freaking adorable, though…”
No. 1059033 ID: 681cb5
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Alright, boys and girls! Time for a paper doll! Design Susan’s Luchadora mask for her upcoming match!
Note: Her theme is thunder, bonus points for anyone that manages to incorporate it into the design.
No. 1059067 ID: 9ea24b
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cloudy with a chance of ass whuppin'
No. 1059188 ID: 1704f7

Love the mask
No. 1060125 ID: f69af6
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A fissure dead centre in front of you is always cause for alarm.
No. 1061546 ID: 96112b
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Emboldened by having caught of the strange creatures, Albrecht double times it further down the corridor in hot persuit. He stops as he notices the corridor ends on a dimly lit hall with half forgotten furniture spread about.

Oddly enough, the only thing of note of the room is a table with a simple typewriting machine. As Albrecht gets closer, vacuum hose drawn, he notices some writting on the page sticking out of the machine.

All work and no play make Rhine a cranky boi.

Who is Rhine? Is the critter Rhine? Is it a typo for "rinse", as in "cleaning"? Why write this?

This day is getting weirder by the minute.
No. 1061547 ID: 96112b
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There is something else written at the bottom.

P.S. Behind you, numbnuts.
No. 1061550 ID: 96112b
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Creeping crevices, this haunt gave Albrecht a permanent close-shave!

He dodges just in time, but drops his tools in surprise as he does.

He quicly rolls under the table, avoiding a downward swing from the maniacal pest.

He emerges on the opposite side of the table and stares intently at his quarry-turned-predator, observing its next move. He will need to anticipate its movements if he wants to get out of this edgy situation.
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Rhine has been typing for a whole goddam month, it's no wonder he's had a psychotic break. he finds a convenient axe under the desk and sneak attacks the gnome
No. 1061555 ID: 9ea24b
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looking at his enemy's face, rhine feels a great tiredness. is it worth it anymore to try and scare people? he just wants to go home
No. 1061556 ID: 9ea24b
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rhine calls ahpin to pick him up and grumpily leaves the resort
No. 1061795 ID: 3b86e0
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"Did you say Alpin? As in the Alps? I come from the Alps! Can I come too?"
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And that is how Albrecht got back home and he, his family and all his new friends lived happily after after.

The characters from This Isn't Working are real, they just live in Europe, holy wackamole!
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