Castle of Beasts: An NME Murdergame

[Mackie]

Jessie Faden. Do you have any idea where we are?

Jessie approached the middle-aged man whom she could have sworn she recognized from somewhere. She reached out her hand for him to shake.

[Guma]

Oh, Robinette . . . you're always telling people what they could already figure out. Such as the fact that I've already told you why I've captured you. Don't deny it. You're affiliated with the NME Hunters’ Organization. And if you would, I would like to hear what they have told you.

[Kennifer]

Vriska heard something about "increase your stats", which piqued her interest.

Hey, may8e I should check out that shop! Any8ody else interested?

[Mr. Lee Hammer]

Good idea, troll girl. We all could use somethin' to get stronger.

[GoldenCityBird]

Nigel accepts the handshake. His eyes seem to be darting around, analysing his surroundings and fellow prisoners. "Absolutely smashing to meet you, Miss Faden."

He turns to Vriska. "Well, it certainly sounds worthwhile."

[Kennifer]

Gr8! Let's go see what we can get. Oh, my name's Vriska, 8y the way. You'll pro8a8ly 8e hearing it a lot.

[MadeOfMilk]

I WOULD BE WILLING TO GO TO SHOP, TROLL GI- WAIT, WHAT'S YOUR NAME?

[Mr. Lee Hammer]

You all can call me the Big Bossman, the correctional officer from the World Wrestlin' Federation. I started off as a prison guard from Cobb County, GA and here I am. I'm here to enforce the law wherever they need me and make sure any punk will serve HARD TIME!!!

[Guma]

Can you all not hear me? Am I not being loud and tone-deaf enough for you?

[MadeOfMilk]

AH, ARE WE INTRODUCING OURSELVES? the gopnik replies, dramatically getting up from his squatting postion.

I AM BORIS, MIDDLE NAME SLAV, LAST NAME SUPERSTAR.

[TalesofUnder]

My name is Roger Wilco, intergalactic janitor.

[Mackie]

Jesse decided to follow the grey-skinned alien to the shop, hoping that these "stats" the creature talked about would really help. Whatever was holding them all prisoner was gamifying ...whatever this was, and Jesse didn't like it. Not only that, but Polaris couldn't get a handle on where they were or who anyone was. So much for bonding with a trans-dimensional being of pure energy if she couldn't even give her a leg up on how to escape. OoPs and altered reality items seemed mundane compared to this.

[Huney]

"I'm George Wood, showrunner of the TV program Flights of Fantasy. We review video games and movies. And this is a weird game we're in right now... is this the follow-up to the Virtual Boy?"

[Huney]

... he decides to follow them to the shop.

[GoldenCityBird]

Nigel decides to go check out the market where Robinette is.

[Mr. Lee Hammer]

Big Bossman joins Vriska and Jesse at the market.

[MadeOfMilk]

LET'S SEE.... WHAT DO THEY HAVE AT SHOP? Boris muses as he joins the rest on the quest to the marketplace.

[wahoothis]

Think they're in the same room, so Klonoa was able to hear the other people. Besides the already introduced Skid and Pump, Klonoa saw many different people. A brunette-red haired woman with a coat, a gray skinned lady with horns, a police looking guy, a man in a business suit, and- "Ow!" A loud man with his face covered screaming his lungs out. That certainly won't cause hearing problems. "W-Well, since we're introducing ourselves, I'm Klonoa. I'm a Dream Traveler." And some people were already leaving. Klonoa looked over at Skid and Pump. "Should we join them?"

[Huney]

"... Klonoa?" George Wood turns around. "Klonoa from Namco? Haha! What a hoot! This is turning into quite the adventure!"

[KungFuCutbug]

“Sure!”

“Let's go to the shop!”

[Without even waiting for Klonoa, the duo loudly storm their way to the marketplace.]

[Huney]

Finally, George Wood turns around and faces the king with a distant smile.

"Okay. I can answer your questions. But before I do, can you answer one of mine?"

A pause.

"What's an NME?"

[Kennifer]

As for this NME hunters thing, I 8n't heard of it til today, so I don't know what the hell you're talking a8out.

[MadeOfMilk]

THE BLIN IS AN NME HUNTER? WHAT DID I SIGN UP FOR?

[wahoothis]

"You know who I am?" Klonoa asked the strange old man who addressed his name. Namco? What's that? Sounds kind of like mango. He's not a fruit, good sir. . . Least, he doesn't taste like one. . . Or did he? Klonoa quickly checked, and regretted it soon after. "H-Hey! Wait up you two!" Klonoa sprinted after the two to the market.

[Mr. Lee Hammer]

Whatever those NME hunters are sound dangerous and I'll make sure to protect everyone from those punks!