∞ 70: An odd sense of... [voice/action]

[chikaidestroyer]

[voice]

If anyone has seen Professor Sage's journal, I would appreciate having it returned to our house, number 42. [He's fairly certain the Malnosso will bring it back to Raine eventually, but it can't hurt to put out a public service announcement.]


[action]

[As it's becoming more and more obvious that something has happened (and not all that long after his entry over the laptop), Albert stands outside on the side of the road, looking towards the center of town.

...He has the vaguest sense of déjà vu.]

Comments

Of -course- I know. I didn't know you could troll Albert so hard!

[chikaidestroyer]

[Albert's expression quickly follows the ape's into seriousness once they're away from the barrel plane. He's quashing confusion at the change of attitude, but the awareness Funky Kong's shown is ... different.]

Important?

I am an expert troll

[cantfunkthat.livejournal.com]

[Funky looks down quietly... and then gives him a banana.] Dude, you must embrace your inner banana. I can sense that your own inner banana is brown, wilted, and smell like gym socks. If you remember anything about me, dude, remember this. To deny the inner banana's qualities of love, happiness, and having a righteous time is to embrace the way of the kremling, which is so non-non-heinous.

I have to go now, dude. I can't help you anymore. [He gets a distant look in his eye as he looks into the sky.]