Trooper Station, Friday

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Why yes, Vimes had noticed something odd was going on around the island. Because there were countless calls about flying turtles and small, squat blobs marching around.

If this was some 'miracle' by Om, he was going to be very cross.

But, for now, he was distracted be the appearance of a large green pipe in the lobby of the station. Somehow, he didn't think this boded well.

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Visit the Lobby

[solesofmyfeet.livejournal.com]

And it's fabulous green pipe!

Talk to Vimes

[solesofmyfeet.livejournal.com]

He may not approve of that, of course...

Re: Talk to Vimes

[old-and-busted.livejournal.com]

"Sheriff," K said in greeting as he entered the office and then jabbed his thumb in the direction of the lobby. "Nice plumbing you got there."

Re: Talk to Vimes

[solesofmyfeet.livejournal.com]

"A new addition," Vimes replied, giving serious thought to kicking the next thing that came out of them. Even if it was a resident of the island.

Re: Talk to Vimes

[old-and-busted.livejournal.com]

"Apparently it comes with infestations of walking mushrooms," K said settling himself down into a chair. "I assume Fandom's finest are taking care of the issue?"

Re: Talk to Vimes

[solesofmyfeet.livejournal.com]

"And--" Vimes picked up a sheet of paper. "Turtles with wings. Lovely."

HE WAS BLAMING THE SCHOOL. NOTHING GOOD CAME FROM IT.

Re: Talk to Vimes

[old-and-busted.livejournal.com]

"Magic or scientific experiment gone wrong?" K pondered.

Re: Talk to Vimes

[solesofmyfeet.livejournal.com]

"I haven't seen any Igors, so let's assume magic."

Re: Talk to Vimes

[old-and-busted.livejournal.com]

"Igors?" K asked with a raised eyebrow.

Re: Talk to Vimes

[solesofmyfeet.livejournal.com]

Vimes shot him a look as if to ask how he hadn't heard of them. "Family from Uberwald. They're, ah, good with a needle and thread."

Re: Talk to Vimes

[old-and-busted.livejournal.com]

"What do tailors have to do with pipes and flying turtles?"

Re: Talk to Vimes

[solesofmyfeet.livejournal.com]

"They don't sew fabric."

Re: Talk to Vimes

[old-and-busted.livejournal.com]

"They sew pipes?"

Re: Talk to Vimes

[solesofmyfeet.livejournal.com]

Vimes reached over and gave him a pat on the arm. "Wouldn't you have to weld pipes?"

Re: Talk to Vimes

[old-and-busted.livejournal.com]

"Depends on the thread. Or Needle. Or the pipe."

Re: Talk to Vimes

[solesofmyfeet.livejournal.com]

"You've put a lot of thought into that."

It was almost impressive, you know.

Re: Talk to Vimes

[old-and-busted.livejournal.com]

"What? You'd think something strange like that couldn't happen on this island."

Again there was the jabbing of the thumb. Toward the pipe.

Re: Talk to Vimes

[solesofmyfeet.livejournal.com]

"I was rather expecting the usual strange," Vimes replied. "People acting like they're someone else, the wrong gender, overly dramatic..."

Re: Talk to Vimes

[old-and-busted.livejournal.com]

"Zombies. Zombies. Zombies."

...

"Zombies."

Re: Talk to Vimes

[solesofmyfeet.livejournal.com]

"I believe the polite term is supposed to be differently living," Vimes replied, speaking for experience dealing with Reg Shoe.

The Sidewalk Out Front...

[fh-goombaland.livejournal.com]

Has a brick floating in the air about six feet off the ground.

It would sure be terrible if anybody bumped their head into that...

Re: The Sidewalk Out Front...

[capt-maxfactor.livejournal.com]

"GOOOOOOOOOOLD!" Jack cried, smacking his head into the brick.

"What the hell am I going to do with a lea---WHY DO I HAVE A TAIL NOW?"

OOC

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ITSA ME. AN OCD.