For mayfield_rpg

[semiaquaticmammalofaction]

1. [Action around Town]

[There's a small mammal that has trundled out into the middle of Mayfield today, wandering around with its eyes looking in either direction. It waited for the traffic to cease before waddling across the road towards the park. Perry needed some time to think, and at least there wasn't anything like a local dog catcher to chase after him.]

Krrrrrrrt.


2. [Regain Time]

[Its regain time in dear old Mayfield, and Perry has received a gift! Well he had his locket and his fedora, what else did he need? Opening the box while secluded in his dog house, Perry flicked the top open and looked in on it.

Doo-bee-doo-bee-doo-wah
Doo-bee-doo-bee-doo-wah
Doo-bee-doo-bee-doo-wah
Doo-bee-doo-bee-doo-wah

PERRY!!♪

[Oh yes, the theme music. He should have realized this would be regained too.]

3. [Action Sequence!]

[Maybe it was dumb luck or something, but you had just witnessed Perry stand up and punch out whatever was threatening you. Or maybe he punched you because you were an evil villain. Either way, he puts on the hat.]

AGENT P!♪

Comments

[doofenstrudel]

Really, you silly platypus, you're going to get hit by a car one of these days.

[He sighs and shakes his head and otherwise continues to ignore the obvious. But he also notes that the traffic has slowed! So he starts across the intersection!]

Come on, we can go, now! Try to keep up!

[semiaquaticmammalofaction]

[Ignoring the obvious is good, and thanks Doof, you just gave him an opening to trundle behind you at a good pace. It's obvious he was a trained housepet before, the way he understands English.]

[doofenstrudel]

[Doof is infinitely thankful that the platypus came trained. He had no intention of devoting his time to picking up stray platypus droppings, for instance.]

Are you looking for lunch? Is... is that it? Barton's been feeding you, right? Gohan has been changing your water?

[He reaches the other side of the road, and just keeps up the stroll to the park. This is all taking up valuable lunchtime...]

Ugh, I should ditch work for the day, and get back to work on my Wilt-Inator....

[semiaquaticmammalofaction]

Krrrrrt.

[That was neither a yes or a no, Doof. Perry had simply come out here to think in the guise of a dumb animal. But hey, the more he interfered with Doof's attempt at making Inators, the better. Besides, lunch was that dry dog food they had; no one in town carried Platymeal. Which sucked.]