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Post by Mimsie-chan on Jul 25, 2010 13:35:21 GMT -5
It was an average day- the smell of gasoline wafting in the air. Drivers pumping fuel into their cars. At this rate, 100 coins per gallon would make him filthy rich! And what better time then race time for him to slap 200 coins more on the price. Yes, Waluigi did so love the races- supplying fuel for them that is. But that wouldn't come for another week or so.
He sat in the air condition of his establishment, flipping through various Playtoad issues, giggling at the bodacious girl models. He was still hot in his opinion even after his 'accident' and he was fairly well off. Why didn't he have a girlfriend yet?!
Oh right. Lack of commitment. Sigh. He continue to relax as customers flooded in and out for gasoline.
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Post by Evaleva on Jul 25, 2010 13:42:53 GMT -5
Fawful floated up to said establishment on his silly little hovercraft of a vehicle, intent on refueling it to cause more revenge and chortling. He groped at the gas pump and attempted to attach it to the fueling chamber. Only problem, the hose was too small. What's worse is that it wasn't even the right fuel supply!
"Fawful shall create much rue to whoever though a lack in Chucklehuck Wood Reserves was a genius marketing ploy. Yes- much much rueing." He groaned, leaping back onto his craft. "And I had sooooo many coins to make with the burning of at this establishment.~" He whined aloud, shaking about a large leather sack which made a fairy recognizable clatter of fresh cash.
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Post by Mimsie-chan on Jul 25, 2010 13:59:56 GMT -5
At the sound of jingling coins, Waluigi's mustache twitched against his upper lip. Jerking out of seat, throwing his magazine aside, he practically dove in front of Fawful's hovercar, "WAH! What-a seems to-a be the problem my-a customer? "
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Post by Evaleva on Jul 25, 2010 14:14:11 GMT -5
Fawful knew this lanky purple man was hooked to his bait. He let out a few giggles with an honest grin on his lips. "Ohhh it would have seeming properties that this station for which I hoped high to refuel my vehicle, lacks the proper juices Fawful needs in order to hold the proper gleam and glamor that is my wondrous invention.~" He chimed in dismay, bringing a hand to his forehead in a dramatic fashion while still shaking the bag at his side.
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Post by Mimsie-chan on Jul 25, 2010 14:21:40 GMT -5
Waluigi had difficulty stringing his sentences together but the words 'refuel' and 'lack' sort of clued Waluigi into his customer's possible distress. Gazing at the bag of money longingly, he put on his best salesman smile. "But-a I offer many different-a products here, and I'm-a sure we can find which-a one your eh...vehicle needs!" Yes yessss, keep smiling, lure the customer into a false sense of security. That's what his daddy taught him.
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Post by Evaleva on Jul 25, 2010 14:27:36 GMT -5
"Oh that would just have great excellence- like a child playing a video game in which he got the top score which would be my joy.~" Fawful replied with delight. "Well then, be of my showing." He told him, gesturing using the bag of money towards the station so they could look for more suitable fuel.
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Post by Mimsie-chan on Jul 25, 2010 14:31:21 GMT -5
With a greedy gleam in his eyes, smile unmoving, he turned and gestured for him to follow as he strut to another fuel station. "I-a have-a regular, unleaded, diesel, organic, ANY-a fossil fuels you-a can think of! What was-a you lookin' for exactly?" He was certain he'd have it, and so was extremely cocky.
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Post by Evaleva on Jul 25, 2010 14:38:27 GMT -5
Fawful's smile stayed just as plastered as his host's did, his glasses giving of a light shimmer. "So this would mean you also have acquirings of the rare Chucklehuck Wood Reserves Water then~?" He asked with a bit of a giggle. Fawful got many unique and strange fuel sources for his psychotic inventions from that forest, the Wood Reserves being a prominent one coming extracted from the purest of of bean trees growing in that area.
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Post by Mimsie-chan on Jul 25, 2010 14:43:21 GMT -5
( I'm debating which scenario'd be more hilarious. Waluigi having some from stealing it but is nervous now and suspects Fawful as being undercover from the gov't and just in general becoming overly paranoid- OR he DOESN'T have any but desperately doesn't want to lose a customer and tells him he'll get it for him- goes ALL the way to the Chucklehuck Reserves, makes it painstakingly through all the traps and security to get it- gives it to Fawful only to find the clinking sound in the bag is old metal parts. XDDDDDD)
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Post by Evaleva on Jul 25, 2010 14:51:08 GMT -5
(The 2nd one was actually what I imagined, only instead of metal it'd be chocolate coins in the bag. xDDDDDD But yeah my vote's for the 2nd, there can be a lot more shenanigans packed into the plot that way anyhow.~ x3)
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Post by Mimsie-chan on Jul 25, 2010 14:56:19 GMT -5
(CHOCOLATE COINS, XDDDDD Even better!)
Waluigi blinked, grin slipping a couple notches off his face as he repeated dumbly, "Chucklehuck?" Shoulders creeping up to his pointed ears he quickly whirled around, "I'm-a so sorry but I-a don't have anything like-a that. But there's a lot of-a fuel variety here." Keep it together- maybe the lil' creep would crack and settle for diesel.
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Post by Evaleva on Jul 25, 2010 15:01:25 GMT -5
Fawful emitted a whine much like a little boy who just missed his favorite TV special. "Awww, my craft isn't liable to run on anything else but-" He puckered his lips, eyes sparkling with dismay as a single tear dripped down his cheek. "I suppose I'll have to make with continuing my search in other facilities, inevitably failing mind you and transportation of myself shall be no more. OTL" He sobbed, ever so slowly heading towards the doorway. (Such a fine actor Fawful is.~ KD)
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Post by Mimsie-chan on Jul 25, 2010 15:09:27 GMT -5
Waluigi quickly came to the realization he was losing his customer. "Er- NO WAIT!" He reached out a hand, "I-a got the-a new organic oil crap-, n-no? AH WAIT!" He flailed desperately at his money waving goodbye from the little sack. He dove for Fawful's ankle as a last resort, clinging to it like a needy child. "I-a get it for you!" He blurted out.
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Post by Evaleva on Jul 25, 2010 15:13:36 GMT -5
Fawful emitted a pathetic sniffle, looking down at his leg. "Y-you mean you'll have retrieving, for this little bean!?" He simply brimmed with fake delight, picking the man up by his head in his surprisingly large hands. "Oh Fawful gives many thank yous, yes, he is raining upon you like a shower of sunshine~!" He squealed before quickly dropping him to the ground. "I shall remain here in waiting for your return.~" He finished, taking a place against the wall nearby the counter.
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Post by Mimsie-chan on Jul 25, 2010 15:23:25 GMT -5
Waluigi rubbed at his sore chin, creeped out by the feeling of the little weirdos hands all over his face and NOW look what he offered to do. So much for an average, relaxing day! He collected himself, offering a shaky grin through clenched teeth. Oh yes- he'd be showered with sunshine alright- the shimmering light only many shiny coins could give off. "Yes- make-a yourself comfortable- I come-a right back to you, okay?" He flashed him a thumbs up, his grin dropping off his face completely once exiting the building as he slunk to his car, grumbling under his breath. He got in, pushed his keys into the ignition and his purring prowler came to life- decked out in a purple paint job with his customized emblem slapped on the hood, complete with fuzzy pyrple dice hanging on the mirror. This, was his baby.
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