[PUBLIC CHANNEL] DAY 88 - RE: FOSTER'S MUSHI DICK PLOT

[osteothropy]

Hey.

Foster. The human living in Trailer #18.

You better look alive, 'cause you ain't foolin' anybody.

Hand over the plants or the stuffed animal gets it.

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[whattaprick]

[ There isn't actually a voice here, but that sure is the sound of a sword edge being sharpened, there.

Right before there's a splintering crunch as Lambert casually uses it to decapitate the wooden mannequin (probably liberated from some back storage, sorry wardrobe) he's been using for practice.

Look sharp, Foster, you aren't getting off with just a blast to the water this time. ]

[NOT HERE]

[control_freak]

[That's actually a much better threat than trying to off a ghost wearing a stuffed toy on its head. Point to Lambert.]

[osteothropy]

[Sans will let that punctuate his threat, before continuing a short while later.]

Also, why d'ya have so much Atlantean gold stocked up in here? It's kind of weird.

[pipers_son]

Completely unrelated ta any recent messages over the radio about any theft or whatnot, anyone want ta come over ta my trailer? I got popcorn by the bowls~.

[What, indulging in the poor life choices and misfortune of another in order to make himself feel better? Naaaah- okay but it's Foster, so it's fine.]

[kingsroads]

I'll-- [ nope and he just straight up yawns halfway through this message, thank you energy zapping mushi. ] I'll bring drinks.

[puddingemote]

[Tamaki pops into the trailer almost immediately.

Is it because he wants to witness Foster's downfall or because he just heard the word "popcorn"? Who knows. He can't talk so he can't tell you.]

not here

[sunflowerfields]

[JOKER NO]

[thevictoriandetective]

[Sherlock arrives without a word to mutually enjoy that sweet sweet schadenfreude.]

[dorkypantsuit]

I'll bring the syrup.

[empty_vessel]

I've got cookies.

[spaghettimonster]

Do we have enough snacks??

[fourthscribe]

Foster?!

[Why in the world would HE have taken the plants?!]

[osteothropy]

I would say I'm also surprised but I'm not really. You have my condolences.

[flashover]

Hey! Let's not threaten violence against teddy bears. But if he's really responsible for stealing Ginko-san's tobacco... well, these mushi things are causing a ton of trouble.

[osteothropy]

I wouldn't exactly call it a teddy bear.

[handwringing]

Foster? Wasn't he the one on the radio the other day, looking for, ah...

[Should she say sex? There are children here.]

[osteothropy]

Yep. That's the one. He's one of the guys that showed up after you left.

[betheman]

....Shall I come over to offer a second nose...

[He hesitates mostly because God Knows what went down in that trailer.]

[osteothropy]

If you'd be any good at tracking him specifically, I'll take it. Times and New got me this far, but it's time to start spreading out.

[perverses]

Aw man, are we gonna have to turn this whole place over if he doesn't give himself up?

[ This has caused enough trouble already!!! ]

[osteothropy]

Maybe. It'd be easier to drag a location out of him, though. We'll get him, sooner or later. The later it is, the worst it'll be for him.

[dontpokethat]

Wait, Foster? Seriously?

[What the fuck would Foster want with mushi repellent??]

[osteothropy]

Apparently. It really paints a picture of his character, doesn't it?

[destiny_key]

[Somehow, this doesn't surprise him in the slightest. He could say many things here, but most of what he's thinking of is sarcastic.]

...Why doesn't it surprise me that it was Foster.

[osteothropy]

Probably on account of his charming personality.

[control_freak]

Only the Pokemon? How.... weak a threat.

[He sounds... off, somehow. Breathless. But how blunt. And his voice has a certain 'wet' quality: saliva.]

You're too late, anyway. What point would there be if I didn't safeguard against my own weakness, my own pathetic will?!

[In other words:]

They've already been destroyed.

[He's... actually lying, but how would you know without evidence? That's right. You can't.]

[osteothropy]

[Sans's interest perks up at the sound of the culprit's voice... only to fade with a dull sigh of resignation shortly after. Destroyed. Should have figured. Well, he did what he could.]

Welp, I tried to give you a fair shake, buddy. But I guess there's no good way of goin' about this anymore. Thanks to you, we're gunna have to go all the way back to Ginko's homeworld to get more... and you've just confirmed your malicious intent against the whole carnival.

You know I'm going to have to explain all of this to the Ringmaster, right? She is not going to be impressed.

And you're not getting back custody of the ragdoll, either.