Where Anyone is Possible
::a bundle of chaos and energy comes crashing through the door as the goofy dragon explodes into the inn smelling of cookies and booze and naughty places. He picks himself up, dusting the dustiness from his tail before looking around with his tongue lolling out anmd a silly grin on his scaly face::
ack, where the hell am I now? This place looks so..... clean! where are all the demons and things? How do you manage to keep them all out?
::the big ssnuggle fluff dragon scratches his butt as he begins sniffing around the place::
ACK! ::the goofy dragon leaps into the air as he catches sight of the htiny lady chasing after him with the broom like it was some sort of axe. He starts to back away, spluttering and muttering, panic in his eyes which then shut tight waiting for the inevitable attack::
::of course then she starts talking about welcoming him and the inn and everything and he peaks one eye open to look at her timidly:: so....... your not gonna kill me? ::his face breaks out in a huge lopsided grin with his lolling tongue hanging out slightly to the side. Then she mentions the door and he leaps into the air again::
ACK! I sowwy! I can fix it! ::in an instant the dragon beeps out, disappearing, vanishing completely. Not a second later he beeps back in, appearing in a flash with that huge grin on his face and a bottle of elmers glue in his hand. He races over to the broken door and starts squirting the milky glue out all over it making a globby sticky mess::
Umh..... yeah.... I think thats what it was like before... rights?
A new door? But I just fixed this one look ::grabs the door knob and starst opening and closing the door:: See? It works perfectly
::he tries to pull his hand off the door knob but its now stuck there by the thick sticky glue. He tugs and tugs and tugs until the entire door comes crashing off its hinges and smashes down on top of him:: aaaaccccccckkkkkk!
::he leaps up and shoves the door back into the now empty door hole, moving adn shifting and arranging it just so, his hands constantly getting stuck to the sticky mess causing the door to jerk out of place forcing him to start over until finally the giant gluey mess is sort of propped up sloppily in the hole it stood in before. Exhausted, the dragon collapses to the floor::
Whoosh, that was hard work... So... you mentioned something about some free booze? Maybe a cookie?
::he wipes some sweat from his scaly brow but then, his glue coated hand gets stuck to his forehead. With a groan he tries desparately to pull it free:: uuurrggghhhhhh!
::his eyes get huge and wide as she brings out the tray of cookies and the big jug of booze and a huge grin shoots across his face, even as he continues struggling with his hand stuck to his forhead. He tugs and pulls and then just as hes about to give up the nice lady grabs his arm and with a huge tug his hand FINALLY gets free, slapping down onto the top of a nearby table. With an exhultant WOOT! he races for the cookie treats only to snap backwards as he finds that his hand is now stuck to the table.::
::feeling all sorts of frustration he starts tugging at the table now, pulling with all his might until finally with a loud POP his hand comes free and he crashes through the air and slams into a wall, making everything in the place rattle with the noise as he slumps to the ground exhausted::
man..... this is a dangerous place. Your very brave to live here
::panting and raggad he crawls across the floor, making his way to the cookies and the booze and the sort of crumbling into a heap in front of them he turns to her, giving her a sloppy lop sided grin::
I'm Teery by the way
::oblivious he reaches his sticky glue hand out to shake::