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PinkHaired Mudokon CWR 08-17-2002 01:28 AM

Trent: The Paranoid Neat Freak Detective
 
Description of Trent: A mudokon who has Automysophobia (fear of being Dirty, being dirty or personal filth) and Verminophobia (fear of germs) he's paranoid and he lives in a bubble. He's a detective (how did he get the job?), and a very good one despite of his phobias.

Description of Warlock: Assistant, side kick, peace maker, naive, clumbsy, and a highly intellegent mudokon.

Shall I begin? okay

When Death Came and got her: Part one

It was a peaceful day in Paramonia. The birds were croaking, and the mudokons were running away from paramites and such. As Trent, sits in his bubble and cleans, cleans, cleans. Trent was wearing a cleaning suit with gloves. His house is covered with saram wrap.

*Trent examines his table with a microscope*

Trent: Ah! A dust partical!!!!

*cleans the table..HARD!*

Trent: Ah, not a dust in sight!

*takes off his suit, puts on a saram wrap robe and puts on his Kleenex tissue box slippers with saram wrap (believes socks are filthy)*

Trent: Wait a minute, I can't get out of my suit and breath the air! I will make carbon Dioxide! Air! It's also filthy! Think of all of the bacteria and germs I will inhale! Must...not...breath!!

Phone: Ring, Ring!

*puts his gloves on and picks up the phone*

Trent: Hello?

Master Flick: Trent, there is a mystery need to be solved on who killed Madam Mwezel!

*Trent made a face like he was about to hurl*

Trent: A dead....*gag* women?

Master Flick: Yes, come down the station so I can give you further information! *hangs up*

*Trent hangs up the phone, washes his hands and washes the soap!*

Trent : Oh my, filthy, filthy, filthy, a dead women. I have to call Warlock.

*puts on gloves and dials the number to Warlock's house*

Warlock: Hello?

Trent: We have a mystery to solve. Meet me at the station at 21 hours.

Warlock: Yes sir, in dubietly I shall!

*both hang up. Trent puts his clothes on and heads out the door*

Warlock: oops, forgot my germ repellant! Then I will be off!

Kesiah 08-17-2002 02:13 AM

This sounds interesting, have you written any more?

Rex Tirano 08-18-2002 06:53 PM

Wow cool what happens next pinky?