Haunted House - Wendy's Galactic Voyage, Part 2
Apr 24, 2019 5:11:48 GMT -7
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Post by Deleted on Apr 24, 2019 5:11:48 GMT -7
The camera fizzes into life to reval darkness. As before, a flashlight flicks on, shining upwards onto... a Mario series Boo mask.
“BOO”.
The figure removes the mask, revealing the arguably more terrifying visage of Wendy House.
“Did me’s scare you’s? Pwobably not. Me’s all loveable, not scawy at all. Unpwedictable? Chaotic? Stunningly attwactive? Yep, me’s all dese fings, but not SCAWY. But den me’s gets an email fwom da discovewy GM, whose name me’s have NO idea to pronounce, so we’s call her Cabbage... so Cabbage sends me an email, tells me me’s gotta come to Philly and do some Ghostbustin’ on some Stwiking Banshee. Now as da song says, I ain’t afwaid of no ghosts, but after doing a little digging in da pwoverbial haunted sandpit, it turns out me’s opponent is not acshully a ghostie at all, but an acshual person. You’s forgive me if me’s needed to check, but me’s dealt wiv zombies in westling before an’ even been turned into a WereHouse, so me’s always has to be careful wiv supernatuwal elephants.”
She probably meant elements. Probably. Never know with her to be honest.
“Me’s suppose dat’s a good fing. After all, me’s got no desires to become a Haunted House anytime soon. So like ya girl House, the banshee, whose name me’s also can’t pwonounce so we’ll call her Wadish... Wadish is also new here, looking to make an impact. Dough me’s would be supwised if her desired impact is anything more than win matches, get belts, because fwom wheere me’s standin’, seems all anyone cares about dese days. You’s all vewy bowing. Me’s much more intewested in doin’ House things, an’ causin’ dat chaos. Hopefully, one on one, me’s can do much more of that wivout gettin’ blindsided by some bint and told to go to the back before havin’ time to do much of anyfings. Stupid zebwas and wules... blah blah blah. No. We ain’t goin’ out like dat.”
She grins.
“House is comin’ to play, an’ appweciates Cabbage giving me Wadish, a full-size little dolly to play wiv, toss awound, before snapping it’s neck an goin’ to Disneyland. Will House be victowious? Who cares? House isn’t here to win matches, House is here to play wiv little dolls an’ bweak little dolls. It’s largely up to the sturdiness of the individual doll whether they snap or not. House likes dolls that play back though. So bwing you’s stwikes, bwing you’s banshee wails an’ all dat goodness, an’ come play wiv Housey. Oh... an’ watch you’s back backstage. Heard a couple bints been havin’ accidents. Me’s no want you cwushed by an anvil before da match starts!”
She waves bye bye, before we cut to black.
“BOO”.
The figure removes the mask, revealing the arguably more terrifying visage of Wendy House.
“Did me’s scare you’s? Pwobably not. Me’s all loveable, not scawy at all. Unpwedictable? Chaotic? Stunningly attwactive? Yep, me’s all dese fings, but not SCAWY. But den me’s gets an email fwom da discovewy GM, whose name me’s have NO idea to pronounce, so we’s call her Cabbage... so Cabbage sends me an email, tells me me’s gotta come to Philly and do some Ghostbustin’ on some Stwiking Banshee. Now as da song says, I ain’t afwaid of no ghosts, but after doing a little digging in da pwoverbial haunted sandpit, it turns out me’s opponent is not acshully a ghostie at all, but an acshual person. You’s forgive me if me’s needed to check, but me’s dealt wiv zombies in westling before an’ even been turned into a WereHouse, so me’s always has to be careful wiv supernatuwal elephants.”
She probably meant elements. Probably. Never know with her to be honest.
“Me’s suppose dat’s a good fing. After all, me’s got no desires to become a Haunted House anytime soon. So like ya girl House, the banshee, whose name me’s also can’t pwonounce so we’ll call her Wadish... Wadish is also new here, looking to make an impact. Dough me’s would be supwised if her desired impact is anything more than win matches, get belts, because fwom wheere me’s standin’, seems all anyone cares about dese days. You’s all vewy bowing. Me’s much more intewested in doin’ House things, an’ causin’ dat chaos. Hopefully, one on one, me’s can do much more of that wivout gettin’ blindsided by some bint and told to go to the back before havin’ time to do much of anyfings. Stupid zebwas and wules... blah blah blah. No. We ain’t goin’ out like dat.”
She grins.
“House is comin’ to play, an’ appweciates Cabbage giving me Wadish, a full-size little dolly to play wiv, toss awound, before snapping it’s neck an goin’ to Disneyland. Will House be victowious? Who cares? House isn’t here to win matches, House is here to play wiv little dolls an’ bweak little dolls. It’s largely up to the sturdiness of the individual doll whether they snap or not. House likes dolls that play back though. So bwing you’s stwikes, bwing you’s banshee wails an’ all dat goodness, an’ come play wiv Housey. Oh... an’ watch you’s back backstage. Heard a couple bints been havin’ accidents. Me’s no want you cwushed by an anvil before da match starts!”
She waves bye bye, before we cut to black.