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The Park [early evening]

Siegfried, Roy and their white tiger were in the park, prepared to put on a Very Important Show.

Well, if the tiger wouldn't keep running off. And...beeping. What the hell was that about anyway?

Ah, gremlin bites. Luke and Gavin were going to unhappy tomorrow, but for now...

Siegfried turned to Roy. "Are ve ready?"

Artoo, who was not a tiger, made another run for it.

[OOC: Open to all! Come witness the humiliation!]

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"Magic! Illusions and vonder!" While speaking, Roy was doing rapid arm movements and gesticulating wildly.

"Hey! I'm the only illusionist we need around here!" GOB barked. "Retired."

"Ve also do tricks mit tigers," Luke told him, pointing at Artoo.

Who was not a tiger.

"Ve are sehr talented. Ve play Vegas!"

"Yes, Vegas!" Roy came up behind Siegfried and rested his head on Siegfried's shoulder. "Together! Ve are together forever!"

"So you're the Gay Magicians. You're still not as good as me and I don't need homoerotic stuff to stay current!" said GOB, who kissed Fraser last night.

"Ve are not hurt by your words," Siegfried said hautily. "Ve commune mit the elements und float in beautiful bubbles as like my childhood dreams."

"Yeah, well, maybe you'll be hurt by my fists," GOB said, raising one fist for punching while steering with his other hand. "I'll defend my turf from you Vegas magicians if I have to."

"Ve do not condone violence!" Roy shrieked and went to try and hide behind Artoo. "Our tiger vill protect us!"

"It is true!" Siegfried said. "Don't make us harm you mit this noble but wild beast."

Artoo made a "wtf" sort of noise and tried to have a coversation with the Segway.

"You mean the trash can?" GOB asked.

"VHAT?" Roy gasped and held his heart. "Remove yourself from our presence, joo fiend!"

"They are rare und beautiful beasts!" Siegfried cried.

Artoo let out an embarrassed sort of whistle. He thought he'd been getting somewhere with the Segway, dammit.

"You're the job-stealing fiends here," GOB noted. "And those things aren't rare. There are twenty of them in the park!"

The trash cans in the park looked nothing like Artoo.

"At least ve have all of our HAIR."

Roy threw down the gauntlet.

GOB stepped off the Segway. "That's it. Let's fight."

"Tiger, it is all right to eat him," Siegfried told Artoo, then stepped way, way back.

Artoo, with a mental shrug, moved forward with his taser attachment outstretched.

"Oh no, I'm going to get eaten by a trash can. Looks like somebody's too chicken to fight me themselves. COKA COKA COKA COH!" GOB called, doing what could only be described as a chicken dance. "COKA COKA COKA COH!" There was clapping. "COKA COKA COKA COH!"

Artoo, for his part, was not wtf'ing at GOB.

"Tiger, perhaps joo should not eat him," Roy said. "I think he has sickness of das brain."

"You're the one who talks like a freak," GOB said. "COKA COH!"

Roy leaned down and spoke into Artoo's dome. "I think he das haf the disease from the sexes."

"My last exam showed that I didn't have any STDs, so try again," GOB said.

"Tiger." Roy pointed dramatically at GOB. "Eat him."

"Fine. Bring it, trash can," GOB scoffed. "COME ON!"

Oh, Artoo brought it. Oh, yes he did.

Taser ho!

...not dirty.

"WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?" GOB yelled, hopping back in pain.

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