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Post by Sewer Weasel on Feb 14, 2008 12:53:52 GMT -5
INTRODUCTION
It was 1943, and it was a beautiful day in Los Angelos. The sun was out and there wasn't a cloud in the sky. The sun's rays shot through palm trees' leaves, beating down on the entire city. The streets were busy with cars and empty parking lots were filled with kids, shouting and playing. Near Toon Town, you could hear the happy shouting of Toons, going on with their busy lives. A blue jay landed in the middle of a road, chirping happily, in front of the tunnel leading to Toon Town.
A loud, screeching noise interrupted the bird’s singing, and a black van burst out of the tunnel, nearly running over the jay. A high-pitched giggle sounded from the van.
There was three weasels in the front seats: A weasel dressed in a pink double-breasted zoot suit with a matching hat and spats was driving. He was wearing a determined but creepy grin on his face.
In the passenger seat by the window was a weasel that had darker fur coloring then the other two, making him look possibly hispanic. He was wearing a green pair of zoot pants that were hiked up to his chest and a long green cape, complete with a wide-rimmed green zoot hat. He stuck his head out the window and held his hat down, grinning slyly.
An insane-looking weasel was sitting between the other two. He had spikey hair and swirling eyes, and he was wearing a canadian "longjacket" straightjacket, and he wore a maniacal grin on his face.
The driver beaped the horn twice and the insane weasel giggled again as the van turned sharply around the corner.
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Post by Sewer Weasel on Feb 15, 2008 12:53:20 GMT -5
MEET THE WEASELS
The van screeched to a stop on 36th street. The driver stuck his head out of the window.
"HEY, WATCH WHERE YER DRIVIN', BUSTER! NEXT TIME, I'M CALLIN' DA FUZZ!" he shouted at a car that was driving awkwardly down the lane. The driver pushed open the door and hopped out. The hispanic weasel soon followed suit. The insane weasel giggled as he jumped out the sidedoor.
"ALL RIGHT! Out of the van!" the driver shouted at someone in the back. The back doors swung open at this.
Two more weasels stepped out: The first was wearing a red beanie with a propeller on top, with a striped blue-and-yellow shirt. A big yellow tooth stuck out of his mouth. His shoelaces were untied. He tripped as he got out.
The second was tall and blue-ish-gray, and atop his head was a bowler cap littered with ciggerettes. He was wearing a white shirt with a black vest. A loose black tie hung around his neck. There was two ciggarettes sticking out of his mouth. As soon as he got out, he coughed.
The weasel with the red beanie pulled himself up and stumbled to the opening of which he came out. He stuck his hand in the van. Unable to reach whatever he was trying to get, he leaned inside. In a few moments he finally pulled out a bat with a large nail stuck through the top.
The insane weasel giggled again as he waved to the two other weasels.
Meanwhile, the hispanic weasel was walking toward the driver, which also looked like the leader.
"Say, Boss, why're we in this dump of a street, anyway?" he asked in a strong Mexican accent. "I have better things to do."
The leader made a face. He glanced at the Latino. "Better things to to do?" he narrowed his eyes. "Like what? Playing poker? Or betting on how long a lady will scream before getting raped?"
The hispanic weasel scouled. "Just tell me why we're even here," he growled.
"We're here because nobody in Toon Town will let weasels rent their apartments." The weasel with the beanie looked confused, so the leader added, "We needa home, so we need to get an apartment in the Human World."
The leader walked up to a door on a run-down building, about two or three floors high. He grabbed the handel and pulled. When it didn't budge, he shook the handel. When it still didn't open, he turned around.
Meanwhile, the gray weasel had dragged on a ciggarette and blew a smoke ring in the crazy one's face. Obviously irritated, the insane weasel back away. The gray weasel chuckled.
"STUPID! Come here fer a sec." the leader ordered.
The weasel with the beanie perked his ears and turned his head. "Duh, who, me?"
"No, the weasel behind you. Yes, you! Come here, Stupid!"
The weasel seemingly called Stupid ran almost halfway to the pink suited weasel before tripping on a tree root. He fell flat on his face.
The rest of the weasels seemed to be amused and cracked up immedietely.
The hispanic one laughed and pointed and stuck out one foot.
The gray one laughed and every now and then coughed. And the insane one was doing a little dance, hopping around and waving his arms.
The leader had chuckled but immediately stopped himself. He grabbed Stupid's bat when he saw the others laugh harder when Stupid tried to get up but ended up hurting himself again by hitting his head on a low branch. The leader started swinging the bat at his companians.
"Stop it! Shut up!" he shouted as he hit the hispanic weasel on the head angily. "I said, Shut UP!" He wacked the gray weasel, who was now leaning against the van from laughing so hard. "When you die..." He clobbered the insane one, who had been laughing the hardest at seeing the others get wacked. "You are gonna be sorry for not listenin' to me!" he finished and threw the bat back to Stupid.
The gray weasel was rubbing his head. The hispanic one had already pulled himself up, and was just standing there, staring at the ground, with a guilty look on his face.
Stupid was up on his feet now and was following the leader to the door.
"The door's locked. There isn't a back door. So I want you, Stupid, to knock this sucker down. I don't care how you do it, just get it done!" The leader motioned toward the door.
For once, Stupid had a idea. He raised his bat. When the leader saw this, he cautioned for the others to back up. "Move over, guys, unless you wanna see stars! That meens you, Psycho."
He directed the last statement to the insane weasel (Psycho), who prctically bounced away from him and Stupid.
Stupid swung his bat hard, and with a loud Crack!, the broke in two: the top and the bottom. They both hit the ground, sending a large cloud of brownish dust toward the ceiling. The dust cloud cleared, and the leader walked up to Stupid.
"Well done, son." He patted him on the back a couple times. Stupid looked proud, and chuckled when the leader said this.
Wheezy was having a coughing fit in the backround, with Greasy wacking him on the back.
"Not..*cough, cough*... helping...." Wheezy commented.
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Post by netske on Feb 15, 2008 14:37:40 GMT -5
Interesting start.
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Post by Usashi Koto Kito on Feb 15, 2008 17:40:46 GMT -5
umm..I have some point to make out..
1.Smarty doesn't wear a zoot suit...Greasy does...
2. Stupid's shirt is not blue and yellow..it's blue and white.
3. I like the start of it more please!!!
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Post by Veggirl on Feb 16, 2008 0:34:15 GMT -5
Liked how you made Smarty yell at that driver. ;D
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Post by Sewer Weasel on Feb 20, 2008 11:11:14 GMT -5
Hey, guys, I fixed the second chapter a bit. Check it out! ;D
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Post by Sewer Weasel on Feb 20, 2008 11:16:03 GMT -5
umm..I have some point to make out.. 1.Smarty doesn't wear a zoot suit...Greasy does... 2. Stupid's shirt is not blue and yellow..it's blue and white. 3. I like the start of it more please!!! Smart Ass DOES wear a zoot suit. What else would it be? It's a pink double-breasted zoot suit. Greasy wears a zoot suit with a trench coat, I think it's called. And in the movie, Stupid wears a yellow-and-blue striped shirt. |
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Post by Sodapop on Feb 20, 2008 13:48:50 GMT -5
Once in a while, since Sewer Weasel said yes (I'm her special helper), I'm gonna do talk shows. Ok? OK
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Post by Sodapop on Feb 20, 2008 14:21:11 GMT -5
[Music from the Wheel of Fortune starts to play]
The
ABOUT YOU
Talk Show
STARRING: Two-Bits
Two-Bits: Hello, ladies and germs! Today we are having a very special guest: The origanal Toon Patrol! Come on out, guys!
[The audience begins to clap as a door on the far right opens and out comes Smart Ass, Greasy, Wheezy, Psycho and Stupid, in that order. Smart Ass, being a show-off, waves to the audience and tips his hat. Greasy seems to flirt with a group of girls in the front row seats.]
Smart Ass: Hey, Two-Bits! Nice weather, huh? [There is a sudden flash of lightning outside and it begins to pour.] [SA's face looks sheepish] Uh, heh, heh, never mind.
Two-Bits: Well, how are you today?
SA: Fine.
Greasy[eyeing the girls]: Great!
Wheezy[shrugs]: OK
Psycho[giggling]: Crazy!
Stupid[Looks around]: Huh?
Two-Bits: I see. Well, this is The About You Talk Show, so I guess we should talk about you.
SA[under his breath]: Well, duuuh.
Two-Bits[ignoring SA]: And the audience would like to know what was life like in the Toon Patrol.
[In the audience are Kurumi, Bright One, Veggirl, Spikey, and Sewer Weasel. Kurumi is jumping up and down and waving violently to Psycho. Bright One and Veggirl are whistling while standing, and Spikey is just clapping because he has popcorn in his mouth. S.W. is screaming 'Whoohoo!' and 'Go Toon Patrol!'. All of them are grinning ear to ear.]
SA: Uh, well....
Stupid[frightened expression]: Doom's scary. Psycho says his demon soul hides under my bed at night.
[Everyone stares at Psycho]
Psycho[guilty look]: Uh, heehee, about that.....
Wheezy[referring to being Toon Patrol]: I didn't like it. We didn't get paid. Doom made us work hard. And on top of that, we died.
[Wheezy stops to cough]
Greasy: It wasn't exactly heaven.
SA: Oh, come on, guys. It wasn't THAT bad.
[The weasels stare at SA]
SA: Ok, maybe it was.
Psycho: It was fun bossing people around! Heehee!
[SA rolls his eyes.]
Two-Bits: Ok, thanks. We're gonna talk about the Weasels' clothes...[He turns to the camera]... RIGHT AFTER THIS!
[Everyone starts talking and Kurumi keeps shouting, 'GO PSYCHO!!!']
[The camera starts backing away and the music from Wheel of Furtune starts playing again. Then a commercial about womens' bras comes on.]
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Post by Sewer Weasel on Feb 21, 2008 11:35:09 GMT -5
LOL That was great, Two-Bits. I like it that you you put me, Bright One, Veggirl, Spikey, and Psychosbiggest fan in there, which I beleive she goes under the name Kurumi?
You liven this place up, Two-Bits. Maybe people will actually read this. Hopefully you guys like this fic.
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Post by Sodapop on Feb 21, 2008 12:48:23 GMT -5
The
ABOUT YOU
Talk Show
STARRING: Two-Bits
TB: Hey guys! Like I said, we are gonna talk about the weasels' clothes. Let's start with Smart Ass. SA, some people think it's odd that you wear pink, while some say it makes you look tough. What do you have to say about that?
SA: I say tough guys wear pink.
TB: And are you tough?
SA: Of course I am! I carry a gun and a blade. Do weaklings have those? Nope. Have you ever seen a cowardly weasel? Nope.
TB: Ok, let's hear what your allies have to say.
Greasy: Uh... [shrugs] The gold chain is a plus, I guess.
Wheezy: It's fine.
Stupid: He's cute and mean.
TB: Oooooookay Psycho, what do you think?
Psycho: Do you reeeeeally want to know?
TB: Well, yeah.
SA: Spit it out!
Psycho[giggling]: It makes him look like a girl!
[Psycho bursts out laughing. SA rolls up a newspaper that was on the table and wacks him. Stupid starts to giggle, too, although he doesn't know what's so funny. SA glares at Stupid and he stops giggling.]
TB: Well, at least he's honest. How 'bout you, Psycho? How do you think your straitjacket makes you look?
Greasy[interupting]: Like a nut!
Psycho: Like a walnut! Heeheehee! A walnut is a nut you buy at Walmart!
TB: So your saying your buds bought at Walmart?
Psycho: Heehee, yep!
SA[rolling his eyes]: We didn't buy him at that cheap un-convenient store.
TB: Yes, I know. They don't sell walnuts, either. Well, what do you others have to say?
Greasy: I already said what I thought. [Turns to the group of girls] The question is, what do YOU think of ME?
[The girls giggle.]
Wheezy: It's fine.
SA[Being smart]: He wears it so if he gets too nutty we can tie 'em together.
Stupid: Duh, I don't like long sleeves.
TB: OK, well, uh...
Stupid: Long sleeves are itchy.
TB: OK. Greasy's next. But first....
SA: Lemme guess: A commercial.
TB: Yeah.
[Camera backs away and people start talking. Veggirl is waving her arms wildly at the weasels. The weasels finally notice Veggirl, Spikey, Bright One, Kurumi and S.W. SA and Psycho start toward them. Wheezy and Stupid just wave. Greasy flashes a toothy smile and then walks over to the group of girls.]
[Music from the Wheel of Fortune starts playing. Then a commercial about talking poptarts comes on.]
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Post by netske on Feb 21, 2008 14:38:41 GMT -5
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Post by Sodapop on Feb 22, 2008 11:34:19 GMT -5
Ok, I will.
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Post by Sodapop on Feb 22, 2008 12:49:17 GMT -5
To everyone but you, Spikey. Probably. I'm asking her.  |
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Post by Sewer Weasel on Feb 23, 2008 20:40:04 GMT -5
Two-Bits right. And you didn't have to ask me, Two-Bits.
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