Me best mate Skyler’s dead!
We was gonna meet cos he had some news, but he was croaked!
When he dinna show up, me an Lo went to look for him at Gangplank, figgerin he was drunk again. or still.
He wasn’t there but nearby we found his shoe! He never is without. The other shoe was near a door, the door led to a manhole, the manhole led to sewer, sewer led to Skyler!
He was stone cold, he was. Just then a bloke showed up and we asked fer help, and he carried Skyler to warmest spot I know nearby, the post office engine room.
Doc Sunnysteve came and said he was too late, we was all too late, Skyler was gone already.
Missus Netizen came and I took her an the rest down to sewer where we found Skyler, then up to Gangplank. And there was Skyler! Only a ghost of him. But he dinna know he was croaked.
Stormy is gonna look into it. I hope it’s good.
-dictated but not read
((pictures posted separately))
((When I read the title of this I miss read it as, “Skyler’s not only dead…” Which made me think, “….he’s really most sincerely dead.”))
*cries for her smelly friend and wonders if he’ll smell better as a ghost*
((I can only imagine his ghost will have a stench that follows him much like Pigpen from Peanuts XD))
*weeps uncontrollably*
Whassiz going on?
I misses my bestest ‘lil friend…
:(
You’ll know when Skyler’s ghost is around when you suddenly smell something horrible that wasn’t there before… wait I guess it’s just like when Skyler normally comes around.
I’ll miss my friend.
Ah, what a tricky little fellow. Getting killed so he may have drinks for free… well he is still banned from the Bucket of Blood, ghost or otherwise.
We already have a zombie, I hardly want to be managing the Hilarious House of Frightenstein.
Ah, but he cannot seem to grasp a drink anyhow. ::tries not to laugh at the boy’s interpretation of his name in such a serious time, though winds up choking a small laugh down:: Hrm! Sorry.. frog in my throat.. ::looks to Prof. Stillwater with the blood sample, holding a finger up:: To the lab!
/Tepic sneaks in the Gangplank just as dawn arrives, and takes a bottle of rum from behind the counter, leaving a small pile of coins by the till. He moves to the fireplace, muttering to himself….
Daft lot, imagine not knowing how to give a ghost a drink….
/carefully, he uncorks the bottle, and pours the spirit over the fire, breaks the bottle on the iron grate, then jumps back as the fumes spontaniously combust from the fire’s last heat. As he watches the flames gradually die down, he gives a satisfied sound.
There ya go, Skyler, i’ll miss you….
**As Eamon**
That smelly land dweller’s dead? And murdered, none the less? By God, I’ll find that killer and make him suffer. I’ll feed him to the other Mers… *Continues ranting before diving back under the surface*
Nooooo! *Starts crying* We were gonna get married and have lotsa kids and tae over the world together! Whhhaaaaaaaaaa!
*starts thinking*
If ah bring him back then he’ll have to love me!
Mush! An’ Ah don’t think love work laike dat Clara….