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paixaorpg2006-04-15 01:35 pm
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Enter The Goof. [ Closed ]
Characters: Goofy
Content: Goofy enters Paixao!
Setting: Joutenheim
Time: Friday Afternoon
Warnings: None
They had been walking for what seemed like days. And never once did Pluto slow down or stop. After a while Goofy was getting bored and hungry. And he didn't want to chase after Pluto much longer.
"Come on Pluto, slow down a bit will ya?" he asked of the King's dog, panting. He fell forward on his face, his eyes closing as soon as he hit the grass. He thought he heard Donald squeal loudly but he didn't know what his friend was trying to say. Oh well, atleast I'll get to sleep, he told himself, before falling into the darkness that was sleep.
Sometime later Goofy, now all rested, climbed up to his feet, just as slow as usual. But something was amiss. Goofy looked all over but didn't see his friends.
"Sora? Donald!" he called out. They didn't seem to be around but then again, he slowly realized he was where he started. In front of him lie a gate with two giants, and a small kiosk type booth with someone at the desk. And lastly he noticed he wasn't the way he remembered. Goofy was still long and lanky, but his long muzzle was gone, and so was his fur. He thought he looked a lot like Sora now.
"This is weird, I wonder where I am?" Instead of being angry or confused by the transformation, Goofy shrugged, and walked to the person at the desk type thing.
"Hello there! Can ya tell me where I am?" he asked, playing with his now human nose. It was weird, but he liked it anyway. "Gawrsh, this doesn't look like a place I've ever been to."
"Name?" the person said stoicially, not once looking up to Goofy.
"The name's Goofy Goof. But you can just call me Goofy," he said with a smile, laughing at his own joke.
"Goofy..." the person checked something off on a list. "Here's your journal, please enter the gate.
"Journal? Gate? Whassat?" he asked, scratching his head. "Do you know if there's someone named Sora here?" he asked.
"Sora, Sora...Sora. Yes he's inside the city. I'm sorry but you have to excuse me I'm busy," the man said turning around, and getting out of the chair. With no further questions Goofy ran into the city, calling out his friends names.
"DONALD! SORA! MICKEY! WHERE ARE YA?!"
Content: Goofy enters Paixao!
Setting: Joutenheim
Time: Friday Afternoon
Warnings: None
They had been walking for what seemed like days. And never once did Pluto slow down or stop. After a while Goofy was getting bored and hungry. And he didn't want to chase after Pluto much longer.
"Come on Pluto, slow down a bit will ya?" he asked of the King's dog, panting. He fell forward on his face, his eyes closing as soon as he hit the grass. He thought he heard Donald squeal loudly but he didn't know what his friend was trying to say. Oh well, atleast I'll get to sleep, he told himself, before falling into the darkness that was sleep.
Sometime later Goofy, now all rested, climbed up to his feet, just as slow as usual. But something was amiss. Goofy looked all over but didn't see his friends.
"Sora? Donald!" he called out. They didn't seem to be around but then again, he slowly realized he was where he started. In front of him lie a gate with two giants, and a small kiosk type booth with someone at the desk. And lastly he noticed he wasn't the way he remembered. Goofy was still long and lanky, but his long muzzle was gone, and so was his fur. He thought he looked a lot like Sora now.
"This is weird, I wonder where I am?" Instead of being angry or confused by the transformation, Goofy shrugged, and walked to the person at the desk type thing.
"Hello there! Can ya tell me where I am?" he asked, playing with his now human nose. It was weird, but he liked it anyway. "Gawrsh, this doesn't look like a place I've ever been to."
"Name?" the person said stoicially, not once looking up to Goofy.
"The name's Goofy Goof. But you can just call me Goofy," he said with a smile, laughing at his own joke.
"Goofy..." the person checked something off on a list. "Here's your journal, please enter the gate.
"Journal? Gate? Whassat?" he asked, scratching his head. "Do you know if there's someone named Sora here?" he asked.
"Sora, Sora...Sora. Yes he's inside the city. I'm sorry but you have to excuse me I'm busy," the man said turning around, and getting out of the chair. With no further questions Goofy ran into the city, calling out his friends names.
"DONALD! SORA! MICKEY! WHERE ARE YA?!"