The Stupidest Role Play of All Time

[BehiraAltman, Co-GAWD]

(Anything goes in this role play, you can do anything, go anywhere at the drop of a hat, use any character you want, just hop right in and have fun! :) )

First, there was nothingness, a white void, the TCRF(thecuttingroomfloor.net), something bright suddenly flashes thru the sky, a orange and purple missile sails down at breakneck speed and crashes into the empty ground...

LET THERE BE LIGHT!

Cookie Dough Bermuda, who prefers to just call herself Dough, shook her large, crocodilian head, blinking open her round, peridot green eyes, she looked around, studying her environment. After a few moments, she heaved herself up to her big, black booted feet, she run one four-clawed hand thru her tidy blue mohawk hairdo.

"This place boring." She growled in a deep voice, though she spoke English, it was clear that it was not her first language. She wiped dust off of her black leather jacket and started to walk forward, further into the white void. "Not sure why needed light, bright in here with whiteness." She muttered as she moved forward, her head moving left and right, searching, "Where is everyone?"

[NanaBasset]

Wisky: Hello there, good sirs! What is this area? Technically I'm not beta content, but I still ended up stranded here!

[BehiraAltman, Co-GAWD]

Dough paused at the sound of Wisky's voice, turning, her eyes landed on the newcomer, "MUH not beta or cut content either. Why are we in the TCRF?" Unnoticed by Dough and Wisky, the ground below them begins to change color, turning a slight vubrant green, the sky above slowly staining into a purple color with yellow clouds.

Something rolls over Dough's foot with a squeaking, rusty sound, yelping, Dough snaps her head around and sees a wheelchair containing a slouching, lazy looking lizard-dinosaur thing.

"Rosemary, what you here for?" Dough asked, looking between Wisky and Rosemary Bermuda, none of them were cut content, what was going on here?

[NanaBasset]

Wisky: No idea, my good sirs! Maybe we ended up here via a black hole, like those ones in Star Wing, Lylat Wars... or however that's called.

[Armax the Armadillo seems to be here too]

Armax: What's all this? Who are all of ya? This isn't Florida...

[BehiraAltman, Co-GAWD]

Rosemary continues to roll downhill, too lazy to lift a finger to stop herself, "Not in Florida, Dumb-Dumb, in middle of nowhere!"

Dough, not wanting to deal with Rosemary right now, looks around at the surrounding area, taking in the grassy green hills, the winter forest to the left, the snowy mountains to the left, the violet sky and yellow clouds, and suddenly she realized where they were, "Planet X."

[NanaBasset]

Armax: Oi, don't talk to me like that, mate! Ya lazy son of a monkey.
Wisky: No time for arguing, my dear fellows! Do any of you know where we are? Let me guess... is it... Alaska? I hiked there once.
Armax: I was riding to Florida, a white light flash happened, then I ended up 'ere.

[BehiraAltman, Co-GAWD]

Rosemary finally put one toenail down on the ground to halt her forward momentum, she moved her head to look at Armax and the others, "RUH, figuring out where we are is too much work!"

Rolling her green eyes, Dough sighed and said again, in a slightly louder voice, "We're on Planet X, MUH, not Alaska or Earth at all."

In a whiney tone of voice, Rosemary hissed "Planet X, Planet X too much work to deal with, not want to be here." She lifted her toenail again and she continued down the gentle hill.

"Lazy granny." Dough muttered, turning away to look towards a tiny village at the base of the mountains several miles away from where she stood, "Going to civilization." With a nod, Dough headed for the far off village.

"Rolling to civilization too much effort for me, make someone do work for me!" Rosemary snapped, weakly attempting to move her wheelchair after Dough.

[NanaBasset]

Armax: What does this civilization have? Does it have wi-fi?
Wisky: What's wi-fi? Also, Rosemary you got to STOP being lazy. It's not good! That is obvious though.
[The village has a 50's-like retro cafe in there. It sells pie and pizza]
Armax: That's my kind of cafe! From the distance, over there. Though it belongs in the wild west, it looks like. Not in Grinchland.
Wisky: Hmm... that's strange. I felt a weird disturbance. I sworn I was dreaming last night about riding a Mammoth to a Walmart gas station. Before I ended up here of course.
Armax: That's some weird multi-timeline thing going on there. Or maybe it's just all in your head.

[BehiraAltman, Co-GAWD]

TSM(apparent owner of the 50s retro cafe): "I guess the GAWDS Dragon and Owl have decided to connect this with the other roleplay they have going on skype, so I guess we are somewhat split between two worlds now, the goodreads world and wherever we are in the skype role play."

Dough: "Other GAWD tired of writing fancy descriptions now, MUHUH, now it just name and speech."

TSM: "I noticed that. Of course I am a ROBAWT-Cyborg-thing so I tend to be observant anyway." *Looks around* "By the way, how did I end up owning a cafe anyhow?" ._.

Mert(a purple Sea Urchin alien thing with long legs): *Walks in with his buddy, Zero the Bean* "Hi guys!" *Looks at TSM* "You know, if we want to keep this rated less than 18+, it might be a good idea to change your name, sir TSM."

TSM: "But...but I've always been TSM...what should my new name be? Please, help me figure that out at least." o_o

Flour: "GUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH!" *Crashes in thru the roof, pink hair spraying every which way* "Me back on goodreads, yeahyeahyeah, not ugly stingray clone no more, now big green dino, hair still pink, yes."

Rosemary: "Caring too much work, RUH, not care about Dumb-Dumb Flour, not care about ROBAWT name, not care about timelines, not care about random cafe...all too much work!"

Zero: "Perhaps you should just head to Wal-Mart already, Rosemary." :o

Rosemary: "Too much effort!"

[NanaBasset]

Armax: What on you people goin on about, mate?

Wisky: Maybe it's not multiple timelines after all, it's probably just all in my head, a dream. Or maybe it isn't... I'd rather not go to middle eastern Walmart, I've suffered too many holes in the timespace continium...

Armax: HEY! I want to order 'ere!

[The waitress is Ekkusu Bot]

Ekkusu: [Speaking in SAM Speech synthesizer] Hello. Today's menu is: Penne Hallomi Pasta. Garlic Pizza. Rice Pie-

Armax: We'll have the Hallomi Pasta! And some hot chocolate!

Ekkusu: Order accepted. It is now in process. Please wait.

Wisky: Who orders pasta with hot chocolate?

[BehiraAltman, Co-GAWD]

TSM: *Yells into the drive-thru order box* "WHAT IS MY REAL NAME!?"

Rosemary: "Me not care, RUH, your name Dumb-Dumb!"

TSM: "That can't be right..." ._.

Dough: "MUH, not multiple timelines, just us all going insane and hearing voices and having visions in a Wal-Mart in the middle of nowhere."

TSM: "I-I just want to know my true name, I don't care if we're going crazy, or if we're at Wal-Mart, or if its all too much work..." *Sobs*

Flour: *Raises her short arm* "GUHUH, me order hot chocolate pasta, yeahyeahyeah, much good."

Mert: "That sounds kind of disturbing, Flour." o_o

TSM: "Mert...Mert, you gotta help me, no one else will, not even the GAWDs will help me...please, PLEASE, give me a name!" :O

Mert: "Um..." ._. "Hm, well, I'll call you...Jeffrey, how's that?" :D

TSM: "Jeffrey, that's the most beautiful name...oh, how can I ever thank you!" *Skips around* "HELLO WORLD, MY NAME IS JEFFREY!" :D

Rosemary: "Not care, RUH, want food now, Dumb-Dumb SAM speaking thing chew food for me, chewing too much work!"

[NanaBasset]

[Armax eats food that's recieved - Hallomi Pasta]

Wisky: I didn't order anything because I don't eat.

Ekkusu: All of the food is delievered now.

Armax: Yeah, I can see that. Hey, Jeffery, pass the salt.

[The ceiling television near the bar counter plays breaking news]

News Person Thing: Breaking News. Literally. As records have been broken. A meteorite struck the planet at 3:33am today.

News Person 2: That isn't record-breaking.

News Person Thing: I meant literally. The impact broke a warehouse of CD records.

[BehiraAltman, Co-GAWD]

Jeffrey(formerly TSM): *Passes the salt to Armax* "Oh drat, not the CD Records, not that, anything but that!"

Mert: "What's the matter, Jeff?"

Jeffrey: "There were countless hours of Flour Bermuda's own original movies and soundtracks saved on CD in there! Oh, what a loss to the world..." *Sobs*

Rosemary: "RUH, movies sucked anyway, too much effort to care!"

Flour: "GUH, me make BEST movies!" *Picks up the salt and throws it at Rosemary*

Rosemary: "Dumb-Dumb, RUH!" *Rolls away*

Jeffrey: "What a shame, really, I was planning on traveling to the records building so I could see some of that old footage, and hear Flour play a saxophone, badly." *Sigh* "Oh well, I guess it is just not to be."