The only character I own is the tragic foreigner. All the RHPS are copyright of Richard O'Brian (Or they are supposed to be, considering there is a RHPS MTV remake coming up this year against Mr. O'Brian's will. Abomination.)
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"Master," The handyman announced, backing off, "The package had arrived."
Frank clapped his hand together in excitement and approached the enormous crate. "Wonderful! And not a moment to soon, either."
He turned around to face the line-up of his unusual usuals: Magenta, Riffraff, Columbia, and Eddie.
"I want everybody to welcome the newest member of our happy little family!" Dr. Frank'n'furter held his arms out wide, wildly brandishing a crowbar in his left. Supposedly to open the crate.
Proudly, he swung the bar into a nitch in the box, and leaned against it, trying his leverage out for size.
It began to creak.
The domestics, the groupie and the Delivery boy's attention were bound to the tool at work, slowly freeing the walls of the box.
Too slowly.
But he didn't seem to be struggling with it. At all.
Frankie, you're such a tease.