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- California
Sorry, the council has decreed that this question is too gamebreaking. Try a different one
He'll accept a good faith effort
A Hellfish flys again! ( a Simpsons X DVV CK2 Quest)
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Fine, I pick a personal action of my choosing, which I will choose next turn when vote is decided
As you wish and apologies for having to reject your question but the answer was to spoilery.
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Probs should have mentioned it had to be a question within reason
Cool, in that case I think in the coming turns we may want to start doing national mafia actions. Tony will run out of personals eventually after all, better to get started on our end of the bargain before he does.
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Sorry about that, we did warned that in the omake info post and with the previous question reward. I forgot to add that to this one sorry. Next time we offer a question we will mention it but basically, anything too spoilers we may decide to ban
Again, sorry for the trouble.
Sparks Fly & Atoms Split( canon in the future!)
Sparks Fly & Atoms Split
There were many things that Abe hated about his new position as CEO of Springfield Power, but among the worst was having to hobnob with the other rich jackasses at their so-called parties that barely deserved the name. And worst of all was the way the other guests were looking down at him; he could see in their eyes that he had been invited as a courtesy rather than any actual respect. And why would they? He mused to himself. He didn't have some great lineage or sprawling corporation, and he certainly didn't have the education that they did. To them he must have been about as significant as the trained monkey on the clown show his grandkids watched.
Adjusting his tie slightly after bidding goodbye to some tech CEO from out west, Abe finally saw his chance to escape, moving as quickly and quietly as a man with a cane could towards a balcony door that was slightly ajar. The cool air felt good on his skin, and the momentary relief meant that it took a moment to realize that he was not the only person to make their way out here; a woman in a sleek green dress, wearing a expression that in ancient times must have inspired phrases like "If looks could kill".
Before Abe could say anything the woman spoke up, her words as pointed as her gaze. "Just as an FYI? If you're here to try and set me up with one of your great-grandkids I'm throwing you off of this balcony."
Her expression told him that it must have been a recurring problem, and Abe couldn't help but snort at the thought. "I appreciate the warning, but I wouldn't inflict any of my sons on someone I don't even know. Even in a pit of vipers like this I can't imagine there's a lot of people who deserve that."
The woman raised an eyebrow, and seemed to relax a hair as she turned back to look over the balcony. "Get tired of drinking scotch with your buddies and reliving your glory days old timer? Or did you just break out of the old folks home and steal that suit?"
"Nah," Abe began, gripping the edge of the balcony himself, "But if I had to listen to one more young jackass brag about his shitty yacht I might've had to fake a heart attack. A skill that I recommend picking up by the time you get to be my age. Comes in handy at events like this." On a whim Abe offered her his hand. "Abe Simpson, Springfield Power."
She looked at the offered limb for a moment before shrugging and gripping his yellow hand with her pale green. "Sheila Go, Drakktech."
She had a grip that Abe thought could have broken his hand, had she been so inclined, and when she released him he resisted the urge to shake the numbness from it. "A pleasure." It took a moment to place the familiar sounding name, but when he did it was only years of experience playing poker that kept his expression from changing to one of nervousness. This woman had been in Burns' notes, and while he hadn't feared her like he did that Xanatos fella, he'd clearly had a healthy wariness of her.
"So I know why I'm out here," the veteran began, tapping his fingers against the cool metal as he spoke, "But finding you out here is a surprise. Figure a big time CEO like you would be the center of attention at a shindig like this."
Sheila let out an irritated groan. "Don't remind me. I only showed up because I was told that loser Pine wouldn't be, but what do you know, there he was on the guest list. I barely have the patience to deal with his shit on a good day, and I just know he's going to be his smarmy creep self if he sees me too."
Smirking as the conversation turned to more familiar ground for him (complaining about young people today), Abe raised his glass to the other CEO. "Let me know if you need to duck and run; I bet an old geezer having a war flashback would distract someone like that pretty well!"
"Oh yeah?" Sheila asked with a raised eyebrow, "And what would you get out of something like that? Surely you're not just doing it out of the kindness of your heart." The derisive tone of her voice told Abe that she certainly wouldn't believe him if he claimed that.
"I'm old as dirt, this party's boring as all hell, and the booze selection is shit" he bluntly told Sheila, to her clear amusement, "I'm looking for any excuse to get out of here and if I get to make some whippersnapper uncomfortable in the process so much the better!"
"My god, you actually said whippersnapper," Sheila muttered under her breath before smirking back at Abe, "Fine, I suppose I can't say no to someone who wants to make Syndrome look stupid. I'll let you know if I need the assist."
The two conversed for a bit longer, and in the end Abe did need to fake a heart attack when the punk Syndrome started storming over, falling over onto the man who couldn't simply drop him, not with so many witnesses and a fair number of cameras too. And when he got back to the hotel room he'd gotten and started removing his suit he found a Drakktech business card tucked into his jacket pocket.
(The news that night mentioned that Syndrome's car, an ugly and ostentatious thing that probably cost more than he'd made in his life, had been vandalized while everyone's attention had been elsewhere, in what Abe was completely sure was a coincidence).
- Location
- Argentina
Could this be relevant to drakken Whereabouts
Dr. Colossus
Dr. Colossus is a supervillain and a mad scientist, who resides in Springfield. He is one of Stacy Lovell's many ex-husbands.[1] He later attended Homer's marriage class.[2] Colossus was arrested and locked up at the Springfield Police Station; he chastised Mr. Burns' blocking of the sun as...
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They might have a "shared origin story"
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MrWealthman
Filthy Capitalist
- Location
- Deep in the piles of cash.
The Simpson gene do be far and wide feels like when we travel to the wasteland, we're going to find at least two more Simpsons.Could this be relevant to drakken Whereabouts
Blue skinned supervillian of the cartoonish variety,Dr. Colossus
Dr. Colossus is a supervillain and a mad scientist, who resides in Springfield. He is one of Stacy Lovell's many ex-husbands.[1] He later attended Homer's marriage class.[2] Colossus was arrested and locked up at the Springfield Police Station; he chastised Mr. Burns' blocking of the sun as...
They might have a "shared origin story"
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- He/Him
Well for the reward of Drew Simpson I choose canon as my reward so we know Drakken is Abe's son~ Who knows who else might be part of the simpson family tree in this crazy world~
For all we know, any fatherless grown men or women could be one of Abe's kids
MrWealthman
Filthy Capitalist
- Location
- Deep in the piles of cash.
Man the Simpson family bbq next year is gonna be insane.
Struggling with Simpsons, Part 1/2 (non canon unfortunately)
Struggling with Simpsons, Part 1/2
Life was good for Abe Simpson at the moment. Not only had the fine town he lived in been repaired back to its original state, but thing were steadily starting too improve, what with finally getting the Power Plant under full control, the Union having ended as now all he had to do was repair some massive internal issue's and set up new safety measures.
And hire a new safety inspector...
Which brought him too the big problem he had to deal with.
Homer, his son...
'What am I gonna do.' The older man mused, knowing he couldn't rehire his son with his current 'skills' at causing disaster in the workplace. While he knew Homer had taken that job he both hated and wasn't suited for too provide for his family, he couldn't risk the danger he would put him and the Plant in through such blatant nepotism.
A part of him was just tempted to just give Homer enough to keep the whole family fed, but he wasn't blind to how quickly money went in that house without proper income. He could probably give his boy 3 million and he would blow it in a week somehow.
Only when it was tempered by hard work and a set amount did you value how much money you had...
But even without that, his current relationship with Homer wasn't much to speak of, the donut eating man had seemed to be going out of his way to avoid him now.
Which given what had happened, what with the Angry Mob and the family thinking he was out for their blood along with the rest of Springfield, he could understand why. But whenever he tried to clear up the matter, Homer would do his best to avoid talking to him.
The time with Mona was understandable, but one time he just called the boy and he flat out hung up before he could get a word in...
"What am I gonna do" He mused, knowing that his relationship with his few remaining family was gonna take a hit if he didn't do something. "There has to be some way I can talk to him.... " The old Simpson mused to himself, browsing his options.
Something his son couldn't resist, even if he was going out of his way to avoid him...
"That's it!" He grinned, realising the one thing stronger than his son's heart
His stomach
Writing up a letter, he got some tickets prepared for the reunion he and his family would be having, the Elder man went to go fetch his nicest suit he could get. Dinner was coming...
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For one Homer Jay Simpson, life was ok at best. Sure he had accidentally polluted a local lake with his and a pig's feces, and the resulting events had led to his town being trapped in a dome, his family nearly getting lynched, and having to go on the run for almost 3 months.
But things were finally beginning to look up again, the portly man had regained the love and respect of both his family and his town, he was a hero too them all.
His mother was finally back in his life again(at least for the time being) and everything else seemed to be going alright.
The only real downside was how he had been barred from the Power Plant since he had return(the official reasoning being they were undergoing the union and repairing the thing, but Lenny and Carl had been rehired 3 days ago and not a word came to him), too which the father of 3 had been spending most of his free time looking for odd jobs of middling success.
The second big issue was regarding the letter he had just received, one from his old man no less.
5 tickets staring him in the face to the High HomeTown Buffet, the highest quality all you can eat restaurant in Springfield.
Dear Homer
I would like to meet up with you and the rest of the family for a talk about recent events. This will also partly involve the matter of my inheritance and the state of things.
The tickets in the letter are for 5 pm tomorrow exactly, and not a day later, so I hope you will attend so we can meet again.
Feel free to where whatever you wish, I'm fine with your family looking casual.
-Signed, Abe
"Homey, are you alright?" Marge asked, coming in with a baking tray as she had been putting a lot of effort into a soup kitchen she had joined recently, a lot of hungry townsfolk glad to have her cooking as with the school being rebuilt and Bart and Lisa exploring around, the matriarch of the Simpson family had a lot of time on her hands.
"Dad called, wants us too meet tomorrow." He bluntly told his wife, showing her the letter as she raised a brow.
"Oh my, your father seems to be quite generous with his new wealth." She admitted, both well aware of how Abe now ran the town thanks to a high stakes poker game he was involved with Burns in.
"Yeah, but I don't wanna go." He admitted, laying back into the couch "Even if foods involved, I don't wanna see that man." He told her, Marge putting down the bowl as she looked at him with concern in her eyes.
"Homey, whats wrong?" She asked
"He tried to kill us Marge, the whole town did!" He almost yelled at her, barely holding back the fury recalling how so many friends and loved one's had gone so ballistic at them.
"But Homer, after what you did- That's not whats important Marge, it wasn't just me they were trying to kill!" He pointed out, damn well recalling what happened that day.
"They were gonna hang all of us, Lenny and Carl coming after me I could forgive, but do you think any man can ever forgive their own dad trying to put a bullet in him and his family?" He asked her, any fury in marge's face dying a swift death as she took a breath.
"I don't think anyone was in their right mind when they were coming after us Homer." She admitted, deep down it scared her too being in the same town as those who had tried killing them all mere months ago, how people who had once met them with fire and pitchforks now greeted them with smiles and waves again. "But I want to live again, and maybe we should just go talk to your dad. Even if you would have nothing nice to say." She suggested, Homer looking down, frowning as he took in a deep breath.
"Fine, but I'm not gonna promise I won't punch him." He told her, getting a smile from her as she hugged him.
"If he doesn't give a good explanation as too why he tried to shoot us, I would."
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- Mid-Atlantic
This is very sympathetic, though I feel like it derives a lot of its power from basically turning Homer Simpson into a normal person who's lived through all the bizarre shenanigans Homer only gets into in the first place because he's a sitcom character, and a particularly stupid one at that.
So it's a very strong piece, it just doesn't feel much like Homer.
So it's a very strong piece, it just doesn't feel much like Homer.
Yeah, but the film as a whole deconstructed Homer's actions by showing the major consequences they would realistically have that wouldn't fit on a 20 minute episode and show how realistically people would act.
Homer was initially fully content with letting everyone die after they tried to murder him, including his innocent family in the lynching. And wasn't exactly wrong in that regard.
The fact his own father would(in his eyes) try and put a bullet in his families heads would mess up anyone, even in a sitcom.
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- Mid-Atlantic
[nods]
Well, I haven't watched the movie and I can't claim to really be all that familiar with what character arcs Homer's actually had that involved him changing meaningfully, so that's fair.
Well, I haven't watched the movie and I can't claim to really be all that familiar with what character arcs Homer's actually had that involved him changing meaningfully, so that's fair.
Also, one of the most consistent things about Simpsons was Homer's strained yet complicated relationship with his dad, usually delving into times he was either a shit or great father.
Like the halfway plot of one episode was in an argument Abe claimed Homer was an accident and Homer refused to speak with him despite Abe's regret and apologies.
So naturally this is another similar plot point like those.
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- NJ
So wait until they either both cause a fire or get on fire so the two can make up.
My Kinda Show! (Unfortunately non canon)
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I bring a new omake fresh off the presses~
In a unknown city in North America specifically at the edge of a pier in a abandoned warehouse a loud screeching cry of fury was heard, "YOU COMPLETE UTTER MORONS!"
The source of said screech a duck wearing yellow and black was currently glaring murder (Extra emphasis on the word murder) at the group of four shivering and huddling against each other in a corner, "I SHOULD SLICE YOU ALL INTO PIECES!" He roared while holding his chainsaw over his head to emphasize his point, "But..but...but.." One of the four a what appeared to be a mutant crossed between plant and duck stuttered out only to yelp when the murderous duck sliced the chainsaw at him with him narrowingly ducking just in time.
"NO BUTS!" The duck in yellow and black none other than the most infamous and feared toon alive Negaduck roared glaring down at the so called four of the Fearsome Five pah it was days like this that made him think he was better off leaving them dead in a ditch and recruiting fresh talent.
"Ah come on Negsy it's not that bad." A duck wearing a jester outfit said with a pout with Negaduck moving his glare onto him, "Not that bad...NOT THAT BAD!" He roared at the annoying jester by the name of Quackerjack managing to reach out and grab him by the neck causing Quackerjack to let out a pained gasping squeak as Negaduck brought him close against his face causing the toy crazed jester to have his flash before his eyes when he saw the rage in those crazed eyes, "You idiots..." Negaduck began with a dark growl before roaring as he Quackerjack over at a crate, "DESTROYED ALL THE LOOT!"
He roared with his rage practical shaking the warehouse, "YOU WERE SUPPOSE TO BLOW UP THAT STUPID ORPHANAGE NOT BLOW UP THE BANK AND MORE IMPORTANTLY THE LOOT WE WERE GOING TO STEAL!!" He roared out his face turning red as Quackerjack groaned from where he was thrown while the other three gulped, "It was a accident."
A rat in a yellow suit with a large plug on his chest by the name of Megavolt said nervously wringing his hands together,"I kinda got the target locations mixed up." He confessed with a slight timid stutter as Negaduck gave a growl closer to that of lion than a duck, "How the heck do you get the TARGETS MIXED UP!"
He roared in infuriated disbelief as Megavolt gave a frighten sheepish chuckle, "In my defense there addresses were pretty close to sounding the same."
He said with a gulp only to gulp and pressed himself against the wall corner as Negaduck brought the chainsaw closer to his face, "Wait there's no need to do anything crazy!" the mutant plant duck Bushroot plea out, "Oh but there is especially since i'm feeling particular unhinged right now~"
Negaduck said with a malicious smile as his lackeys paled, "But we got you a present to make up for our little oopsie." Quackerjack said with a groan as he got up from the wreckage of the crate Negaduck had thrown him into causing their leader to pause, "A present?"
He asked arching a brow curiously as a greedy gleam entered his eyes and the last member of the Fearsome Five a dog made out of living water by the name of Liquidator spoke up, "And product reviews promise a happy Negaduck." He said with a smile toward Negaduck who hummed before lowering his chainsaw, "Alright you morons.."
He smirked as his four goons let out sighs of relief, "I'll bite..' Before shooting them a dangerous look, "But this had better be good." He said in a dark growl promising pain if this so called present didn't make him happy enough to forget about their screw up.
Later in the ware house the Four members of the Fearsome Five gestured grandly toward their present as they looked at their leader, "TADA!" They all sang out in tandem only for Negaduck to give a dry look, "You got me a tv?"
He asked arching his brow as he crossed his arms and started to tap his fingers irritated against his arm seeing this they quickly explained, "It's not just any tv silly." Quackerjack said with a wide smile only to flinch at Negaduck growl but Liquidator, "It's the latest and hottest model on the market."
Megavolt chimed in next, "It's state of the art with all sorts of features." He said with a proud grin with Bushroot finally finishing, "Yeah plus it's really big." He said with a slight doopey grin
And the tv in question Negaducks present was indeed large taking up most of the wall in the room the four had prepared his surprise with a recliner chair sitting in front of it and a table standing beside it where a ton of snacks rested, "Alright.."
Negaduck said taking a deep breath, 'It looks like nice i'll admit that." He said in at first a easy going tone before rage entered his voice again, "But if you think for one second that a little mindless television will make me forget your screw up."
He glared at them murderously, "THAN YOU"RE STUPIDER THAN I EVER THOUGHT!" Causing them all to flinch with Negaduck remarking off handedly, "And believe me that's saying something." He said with a eye roll but Quackerjack spoke up next, "But that's just the first part of your surprise!"
The jester said with a uneasy grin hoping this plan would work otherwise Negaduck would let them have it though their leader threw them a skeptical look, "Yeah we found something you're really going to like~"
Megavolt said with a smug smirk as he turned on the tv with Negaduck blinking as he saw what was on, "Some dumb cartoon." He said with notable disbelief as he watched a blue rat and cat on the screen, "Why the heck would I care about a stupid..." He began to say only for his eyes to widen when the blue rodent pulled out a axe and lopped the cats straight off with blood squirting out to boot, "cartoon?"
He finished as suddenly his interest was caught, "It's called Itchy and Scratcy and according to reviews it's been delievering delightful bloody mayhem to all viewers for decades!" Liquidator declared with a wide smile, "Has it now?" Negaduck repeated as he took a seat on the sofa watching the show, "And there's a marathon on with back to back episodes."
Bushroot said his smile growing when it looked like they had their boss attention with Negaduck simply giving a hum as he sat back and enjoyed the show.
And what a show it was the originality, the classics, the carnage, the sheer art of it all! This was his kinda cartoon~ Honestly why was he only hearing about this now certainly better than the namby bamby humor Hollywood dished out like those idiotic Roger Rabbit cartoons until the Rabbit got dipper.
Which good riddance to annoying rabbit first time he was actually funny too in Negaduck opinion, especially since he was sure the rabbit was innocent~
But this...this show...this Itchy and Scratchy...this was entertainment! "I got to hand it to you boys." Negaduck said with a smirk as he chowed down on some popcorn, "This is my kinda show~"
He said with the fearsome four of five giving sighs of relieve and high fiving but celebration ended when Quackerjack voiced out, "It's a shame it might get canceled though." Causing Negaduck to freeze as he turned a glare at Quackerjack, "What's that now?"
The demented twisted toon duck asked in a growl with Quackerjack freezing as he stammer out, "It um..I.." The other three who had been glaring at Quackerjack for opening his big mouth rushed in to explain, "Well times are hard for a lot of people these days the show included."
Bushroot said wringing his hands together nervously as Megavolt added on ,"Yeah apparently ratings haven't been doing so well or something." He added in with Negaduck giving a hum, "is that so.."
He said looking back at the tv before a large dark grin grew on his face, "Well we can't have that can we?" He said as he gave a dark chuckle, "After all this is my new favorite show and if I say it stays on air.." The grin grew positively evil, "It stays on air.." He said jumping up from his seat suddenly feeling inspiration hit him, "One way or another~"
He said as he turned to look at his boys, "What say we plan something special for our next outing that will a master piece like this.." He gestured toward the tv, "The attention it deserves."
He said with the Fearsome 4 giving evil grins as well realizing they were in the clear and their leaders annoyance and anger was now focused on someone else besides them, "If that doesn't stir up some ratings than.." Negaduck began to let out a dark laugh, "We'll just have to pay a little visit to the people in charge~"
He said before devolving into a crazed cackle that sent a chill down the other villains spines before they joined in
While at the same time in another city by the name of Springfield one Roger Meyers Jr. while looking over the latest ratings for Itchy and Scratchy with a displeased frown suddenly shivered and wondered why it felt like someone had walked over his grave.
My Kinda Show
In a unknown city in North America specifically at the edge of a pier in a abandoned warehouse a loud screeching cry of fury was heard, "YOU COMPLETE UTTER MORONS!"
The source of said screech a duck wearing yellow and black was currently glaring murder (Extra emphasis on the word murder) at the group of four shivering and huddling against each other in a corner, "I SHOULD SLICE YOU ALL INTO PIECES!" He roared while holding his chainsaw over his head to emphasize his point, "But..but...but.." One of the four a what appeared to be a mutant crossed between plant and duck stuttered out only to yelp when the murderous duck sliced the chainsaw at him with him narrowingly ducking just in time.
"NO BUTS!" The duck in yellow and black none other than the most infamous and feared toon alive Negaduck roared glaring down at the so called four of the Fearsome Five pah it was days like this that made him think he was better off leaving them dead in a ditch and recruiting fresh talent.
"Ah come on Negsy it's not that bad." A duck wearing a jester outfit said with a pout with Negaduck moving his glare onto him, "Not that bad...NOT THAT BAD!" He roared at the annoying jester by the name of Quackerjack managing to reach out and grab him by the neck causing Quackerjack to let out a pained gasping squeak as Negaduck brought him close against his face causing the toy crazed jester to have his flash before his eyes when he saw the rage in those crazed eyes, "You idiots..." Negaduck began with a dark growl before roaring as he Quackerjack over at a crate, "DESTROYED ALL THE LOOT!"
He roared with his rage practical shaking the warehouse, "YOU WERE SUPPOSE TO BLOW UP THAT STUPID ORPHANAGE NOT BLOW UP THE BANK AND MORE IMPORTANTLY THE LOOT WE WERE GOING TO STEAL!!" He roared out his face turning red as Quackerjack groaned from where he was thrown while the other three gulped, "It was a accident."
A rat in a yellow suit with a large plug on his chest by the name of Megavolt said nervously wringing his hands together,"I kinda got the target locations mixed up." He confessed with a slight timid stutter as Negaduck gave a growl closer to that of lion than a duck, "How the heck do you get the TARGETS MIXED UP!"
He roared in infuriated disbelief as Megavolt gave a frighten sheepish chuckle, "In my defense there addresses were pretty close to sounding the same."
He said with a gulp only to gulp and pressed himself against the wall corner as Negaduck brought the chainsaw closer to his face, "Wait there's no need to do anything crazy!" the mutant plant duck Bushroot plea out, "Oh but there is especially since i'm feeling particular unhinged right now~"
Negaduck said with a malicious smile as his lackeys paled, "But we got you a present to make up for our little oopsie." Quackerjack said with a groan as he got up from the wreckage of the crate Negaduck had thrown him into causing their leader to pause, "A present?"
He asked arching a brow curiously as a greedy gleam entered his eyes and the last member of the Fearsome Five a dog made out of living water by the name of Liquidator spoke up, "And product reviews promise a happy Negaduck." He said with a smile toward Negaduck who hummed before lowering his chainsaw, "Alright you morons.."
He smirked as his four goons let out sighs of relief, "I'll bite..' Before shooting them a dangerous look, "But this had better be good." He said in a dark growl promising pain if this so called present didn't make him happy enough to forget about their screw up.
Later in the ware house the Four members of the Fearsome Five gestured grandly toward their present as they looked at their leader, "TADA!" They all sang out in tandem only for Negaduck to give a dry look, "You got me a tv?"
He asked arching his brow as he crossed his arms and started to tap his fingers irritated against his arm seeing this they quickly explained, "It's not just any tv silly." Quackerjack said with a wide smile only to flinch at Negaduck growl but Liquidator, "It's the latest and hottest model on the market."
Megavolt chimed in next, "It's state of the art with all sorts of features." He said with a proud grin with Bushroot finally finishing, "Yeah plus it's really big." He said with a slight doopey grin
And the tv in question Negaducks present was indeed large taking up most of the wall in the room the four had prepared his surprise with a recliner chair sitting in front of it and a table standing beside it where a ton of snacks rested, "Alright.."
Negaduck said taking a deep breath, 'It looks like nice i'll admit that." He said in at first a easy going tone before rage entered his voice again, "But if you think for one second that a little mindless television will make me forget your screw up."
He glared at them murderously, "THAN YOU"RE STUPIDER THAN I EVER THOUGHT!" Causing them all to flinch with Negaduck remarking off handedly, "And believe me that's saying something." He said with a eye roll but Quackerjack spoke up next, "But that's just the first part of your surprise!"
The jester said with a uneasy grin hoping this plan would work otherwise Negaduck would let them have it though their leader threw them a skeptical look, "Yeah we found something you're really going to like~"
Megavolt said with a smug smirk as he turned on the tv with Negaduck blinking as he saw what was on, "Some dumb cartoon." He said with notable disbelief as he watched a blue rat and cat on the screen, "Why the heck would I care about a stupid..." He began to say only for his eyes to widen when the blue rodent pulled out a axe and lopped the cats straight off with blood squirting out to boot, "cartoon?"
He finished as suddenly his interest was caught, "It's called Itchy and Scratcy and according to reviews it's been delievering delightful bloody mayhem to all viewers for decades!" Liquidator declared with a wide smile, "Has it now?" Negaduck repeated as he took a seat on the sofa watching the show, "And there's a marathon on with back to back episodes."
Bushroot said his smile growing when it looked like they had their boss attention with Negaduck simply giving a hum as he sat back and enjoyed the show.
And what a show it was the originality, the classics, the carnage, the sheer art of it all! This was his kinda cartoon~ Honestly why was he only hearing about this now certainly better than the namby bamby humor Hollywood dished out like those idiotic Roger Rabbit cartoons until the Rabbit got dipper.
Which good riddance to annoying rabbit first time he was actually funny too in Negaduck opinion, especially since he was sure the rabbit was innocent~
But this...this show...this Itchy and Scratchy...this was entertainment! "I got to hand it to you boys." Negaduck said with a smirk as he chowed down on some popcorn, "This is my kinda show~"
He said with the fearsome four of five giving sighs of relieve and high fiving but celebration ended when Quackerjack voiced out, "It's a shame it might get canceled though." Causing Negaduck to freeze as he turned a glare at Quackerjack, "What's that now?"
The demented twisted toon duck asked in a growl with Quackerjack freezing as he stammer out, "It um..I.." The other three who had been glaring at Quackerjack for opening his big mouth rushed in to explain, "Well times are hard for a lot of people these days the show included."
Bushroot said wringing his hands together nervously as Megavolt added on ,"Yeah apparently ratings haven't been doing so well or something." He added in with Negaduck giving a hum, "is that so.."
He said looking back at the tv before a large dark grin grew on his face, "Well we can't have that can we?" He said as he gave a dark chuckle, "After all this is my new favorite show and if I say it stays on air.." The grin grew positively evil, "It stays on air.." He said jumping up from his seat suddenly feeling inspiration hit him, "One way or another~"
He said as he turned to look at his boys, "What say we plan something special for our next outing that will a master piece like this.." He gestured toward the tv, "The attention it deserves."
He said with the Fearsome 4 giving evil grins as well realizing they were in the clear and their leaders annoyance and anger was now focused on someone else besides them, "If that doesn't stir up some ratings than.." Negaduck began to let out a dark laugh, "We'll just have to pay a little visit to the people in charge~"
He said before devolving into a crazed cackle that sent a chill down the other villains spines before they joined in
While at the same time in another city by the name of Springfield one Roger Meyers Jr. while looking over the latest ratings for Itchy and Scratchy with a displeased frown suddenly shivered and wondered why it felt like someone had walked over his grave.
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Oooh...That's probably bad for us if it ends up being canon...
Still entertaining to think about of course, but I'm pretty sure we're not anywhere near ready to deal with Negaduck, let alone the other four of them.
Still entertaining to think about of course, but I'm pretty sure we're not anywhere near ready to deal with Negaduck, let alone the other four of them.
Struggling with Simpsons, Part 2/2
Struggling with Simpsons, Part 2/2
Parking his car into the nearest lot he could find, Abe made sure his suit was as well done out as he could as he made his way into the restaurant, a nice fancy one that would be worth at least 4 stars in any big city, but too Springfield it might as well have been 6 Stars, especially with how expensive the place could be.
150 per ticket, and that was with child discounts applied...
If not for his newfound Wealth, Abe would have just taken the family to a Krusty Burger, but with how strained things were with his family, he new it was better for the older man to go big or go home with them, and he wasn't going home till he had a full talk with his son.
"Table for 6" Abe spoke, making his way in as quickly the awaiting steward let him in, giving him a little bow as they brought over some fine quality wine.
"Now this is living it up." The most powerful man in Springfield joked, already halfway through through the bottle when his son and co finally arrived.
"Dad" Homer rather coldly spoke, sitting down with Marge as the kids were practically heaped with excitement as they barreled their way over to the elderly man.
"Grandpa! Grandpa!" Both Bart and Lisa exclaimed, happily hugging the older man as he chuckled, giving them both rubs on the head as he hugged them back.
"Oh my, haven't you two grown." The veteran spoke, glancing over at the two.
Lisa having grown a fair bit taller while she was away, while Bart had gotten a bit more muscle on his young form. "How old are you both now?" He asked, recalling that last time he checked, they were both 8 and 10 respectively.
"I'm 10 now" Lisa admitted, her birthday having past by in Alaska while everything was going on.
"11, but I'm gonna be 12 soon" Bart told him, getting a grin from his grandfather as he placed a hand on both their shoulders.
"Well, I better get some good presents for the two of you then, I don't know if you've heard, but I've been doing well." He joked, showing off his suit as both the kids were in awe.
"Yeah, dad wouldn't stop complaining about it on the way here." Bart admitted, Abe looking up at his son as Homer was too busy looking at the menu to hide the ugly look he was shooting his firstborn.
"Well that's fair I suppose, now why don't you two go to the desert section for a bit, I hear they have chocolate cake and ice cream there." He offered the two, both Bart and Lisa quickly heading off as Abe breathed a sigh of relief.
"Son, we need to talk" He admitted to his son, who only pretended he didn't hear him as he loudly read off the menu.
"Homey" Marge pleaded with him, the part-time back alley doctor sighing as he put down his menu to speak to his father.
"Dad" he spoke again, Abe feeling 10 years older as he didn't know how to speak with his son.
"I'm glad to see you and everyone have been doing well." He spoke, getting a roll of his eyes from his flesh and blood.
"Sure you did" He admitted, not fully happy with his father, all things considered "So when can I get my job back at the Power Plant?" He admitted, needing his job back with the bills coming in recently.
Abe winching as he new he was about to pull the pin off the grenade with this next sentence.
"Homer, I can't in good name rehire you." He admitted, the younger man's eyes widening, before fury dwelled up in them.
"Are you kidding me!" He almost roared, menu dropped in anger, for once, food forgotten as sheer rage was inside of him.
"Son, you don't know the first thing about either helping run a plant, or even the basics of being a safety inspector." Abe pointed out, trying his best to reason with him. "I can't in good health for either you or the Power Plant rehire you and expect you to just bumble around till we have an accident."
"Oh yeah, because you care so much about our well being!" The father of 3 yelled, standing up, Bart and Lisa coming back with cake and ice cream as they both gaped, watching in silence as Marge tried to calm him down.
"Homey, please" She begged him, not wanting to cause a scene.
"No Marge, this old sack of self pitying bones couldn't care less about us, or do you just forget how he tried to kill us back then with the rest of the town, now he's willing to leave us poor and jobless just cause it suits his company better. You couldn't spare a dime to us if I was begging on my knee's!" Homer yelled in rage at his dad, as the older man finally stood up.
"If I was actually trying to kill any of you, I wouldn't have missed on purpose you dimwitted dipshit!" Abe yelled at his son, surprised colouring the portly mans face as Abe forced himself to calm down.
"The only reason I even pretended to be a part of that Mob and their attempt to kill you all was because they were going after me just to hurt you, if I hadn't pleaded I wanted my own pound of flesh they would have cut me up and put my body on display." He explained, not proud of himself for almost fully turning on his family, but he was at least still alive to make amends for it.
"I never had any intention of harming either of you, I only took that false shot so no one would think I was sympathising, and if I had of known ahead of time, I would have tried my best to get you to safety." He explained, sitting back down as the anger faded in Homer's eyes.
"That... that still doesn't make things ok, I still don't have a job anymore." Homer spoke, not wanting to admit he was wrong in hating his dad for a misunderstanding, even if his feelings still weren't unjustified.
"I know, but I can't in good name hire you for this job Homer, you need to find a job your good at, or prove to me your capable of the job you used to have." He told him, before handing him 4 grand.
"That should keep you afloat for the time being, but if you want to work at the Power Plant, you need be qualified for it, if you want another job, I'll help you find one, but it has to be something your good at." He spoke, Bart and Lisa coming back as they were deep into their chocolate cake and Ice cream.
"Lets eat" he suggested, wanting to forget this little argument they had, Homer and Marge nodding as quickly they placed orders down and would eat their weight in food along with the rest of the family.
- Location
- Italian City
- Pronouns
- He/They/Name
Needs to be updated, boss.
Travler66
Let her name echo in song!
- Location
- Beyond
Okay, I'll pick +10 to any collaboration with the government or government-related action.
- Location
- Germany
Just saying that this option is now in the cards for us next turn, guys - my plans for marketing "Old Abe´s Whiskey Sour" are becoming more and more real^^
Definitely on the to-do list...Just like a bunch of other options lol. We really need to figure out how to get multiple actions in each category, and not just because we'll soon have more hero units than we do actions if we continue at this rate!