Hello all.
After speaking with Otter on his character's arrival, we've come up with quite a hilarious idea. I began writing the beginning of the fan fiction where otter appears. Take a read, and i hope you find it pretty funny. Though the plot is pretty goofy, so if you feel its too goofy let me know and we'll change how we meet mr. masterson. Enjoy:
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The night was cold and had a feeling of destruction about it.
The streets were empty with nothing but the passing of a breeze in central la.
Suddenly lights appeared in the distance. They were bright and had a certain presence to them, a presence of life on this somewhat dead street. The lights were atop a crisp white ambulance with the ever-so recognized, Ghostbusters Inc logo. Though, instead of the logo being in the usual red it is covered in a sunlight orange which shines through the night, meaning this is the ambulance for the Ghostbusters: West Coast Division. The beauty of the logo deafened the noise of the blaring siren, and once again made the streets silent.
Inside the car, were doctors Joey Williams and Fritz Baugh returning home from their recent Ghostbusters Inc. meeting in New York City. They brought along a feeling of a collapsing tiredness.
The ambulance seemed to accelerate while coming near the corner of the streets. Dr. Fritz Baugh, was already fast asleep with a trinkle of drool on his mouth. Joey’s eyelids were heavy, very heavy. There was an inner-struggle to stay awake until their arrival home but he lost. His eyelids fell with a sigh of relief, with the car still accelerating he lost control without even being aware.
Standing by the wall of a building by the corner stood a man of average height with a feeling of loneliness. He stood and watched the approaching ambulance with awe as its lights reminded him of his studies as a scientist and his textbook pictures of the northern lights. He had a sudden flashback of his glory days and re-lived that part of his life and ended up wondering, what has become of him. His face was shrouded with a thick forest-like beard and a look of despair.
As the ambulance approached he couldn’t help but admire its beauty.
SMACK!!!!!!
The ambulance of such beauty had just taken the man on a journey through a brick wall.
Joey’s eye lids slowly rose wondering just what had happened but with a fear of knowing it was his fault, being that’s what all his past girlfriends have said. He opened both eyes staring into a family’s living room, with the family lying there, obviously lifeless. Joey exited the now not so beautiful ambulance, with a look of remorse.
From the rubble arose the man that stood staring at the once intriguing ambulance. He brushed off the debris and stared in the face of Joey.
“What the heck was that for!?!?!” shouted the man.
“I thought …. I thought you were Ted Kennedy.” Replied Joey trying to make up a quick excuse.
Joey slowly backed up to the car and awoke Fritz who was still in his deep slumber. Fritz opened his eyes to see the now crime scene due to the dead family in front of them. Fritz wiped the drool off of his lower lip using his wrist and cautiously stepped out of the car.
“Joey, I see a lawsuit coming.” Fritz quickly said.
“Not if we leave before anyone realizes what happened.” Joey replied.
“Good point. So, um…do you want to just leave then?” Fritz asked.
“Yes, I do.”
“But what about that homeless man?” Fritz so blatantly pointed out.
“You know, when you hit me, you sprained my index finger.” The homeless man chimed in.
“Look Fritz! He talks. Do you do anything else boy?” Joey said with a sarcastic tone.
“Let me get this straight. Joey, you smashed a homeless man into a house, killed the occupants on impact, but that man you hit head on, has a sprained index finger?” Fritz questioned.
“Yeah, that seems about.. right. Yeah,” replied.
“Either you two are taking me with you or I sue, is that cool?” the homeless man stated.
“What!?! No, that’s not ”cool“. You threaten to sue us unless we take you with us and you think its ”cool“?” Joey said agitated.
“Well, it seems like we have to,” Fritz said.
“Fritz, listen to this. How about I hop back in the car and run him over until he’s dead? Then we’re off the hook,” Joey said sarcastically.
Fritz slowly rubbed his chin, pondering on what to do in this situation.
“Get in the car you two, we’ve got to get going before the local government police forces arrive and get convicted of murdering this poor family,” Fritz reasoned.
The man, wearing an overcoat clearly made of squirrel jumped into the front seat of the severely damaged ecto. Following, Fritz slowly walked over and opened the door to the driver’s seat saying, “Joey, you’re not driving,” then he sat in the seat and turned the key.
Joey stood in silence looking at the rubble and the poor family’s remains. He then stuck his hand in the inner pocket of his jumpsuit and pulled out a wrinkled package of marlbaro cigarettes and a transparent green lighter showing that half of the oil was used. He tapped the package of cigarettes until one popped out. He slowly put it into his mouth and brought the lighter up to his mouth. Covering the lighter from the wind and recently started drizzling he lit the damp cigarette. Joey then looking at the damage feeling extremely guilty got into the back seat.
Once inside the ecto Joey said to Veedramon, “Is Taco Bell still open?”
The bruised ambulance drove off into the darkness of the street, glad they avoided death by the electric chair.
(story not over, just stopped writing to see if you thought it was funny)
Let me know what you think. The fact that its so goofy strikes me funny, though I can write more serious, I just thought you might get acouple laughs out of this.
Thanks.