333 Ways To Get Kicked Out Of Walmart With Swiftdrawer & Friends
Chapter 5: Tarzan, Kong, and Fire
Date: February 4th, 2023
We walked back into Walmart in even newer disguises. Loco Bueno was delicious and now it was time for some more mayhem that will hopefully eventually lead to the downfall of the Walmart nation of this version of Earth. My first after lunch thing on my list was: "17. Go up to an employee and in a official tone say 'code three in house ware' and see what happens." Despite the chaos that was clearly still ongoing throughout the entire store, they still had a greeter standing there, greeting guests as they come in like before. I knew right then and there that this greeter for not paid enough. This greeter was standing there in the midst of the chaos like an NPC. So I decide to get them get a break from the repetitive grind. I went up to them and pull off a perfect official tone that I pretty much developed from a variety of influences such as my time being a knight: "Code 3 in house ware." The greeter widens his eyes and assumes I'm just a Walmart employee off from working at some other Walmart business. He takes it seriously as a result: "They don't pay me enough for this crap! Alright! I'll see what's going on! I don't even know what a Code 3 is.." I secretly follow him as he goes to what things like cooking utensils are sold in this particular Walmart store. Eventually, he gets there and starts looking around houseware for a Code 3. "What in the? Why is everything in order? What exactly is a Code 3? *looks at dead body* Not my problem. That's not a Code 3." He wanders the entire area and finds nothing. "WHAT IS CODE 3?!" Another employee walks up to him. "Greeter, you're looking for a Code 3? Well, that's a new one but there's no emergency or anything in this part of the store at the moment. Go back to what you were doubt before. Ignore the chaos and greet our coworker customers."
The greeter sighs in defeat: "Okay.. I'll go back there now.. What a bust.. Someone might have already long taken care of it by the time I was informed." I found that a little amusing but not that much. Naturally, I decided to wander around the store to see what was going on before we all met up again to do a group way to get kicked out.
Carlos: "33. Glare menacingly at anyone who comes within 40 ft of you. Then hiss like a snake and act like you're going to bite them." "Hehehe! This is going to so much fun! Hissssssssssssssss! Look at me! I'm a snake!" Carlos moves to ironically be in the frozen section despite the yelling and arguing that is still ongoing between Karen and Kevin. He finds the aisle in there with the worst looking frozen products in hopes that not many people will go in there, allowing his trolling to be a lot more effective. And soon, a copy paste identical couple of a couple of people who were messed with earlier enter it. When they do, he is standing in the middle of the length of the aisle. The prankster glares at the couple with great intensity. They don't notice him at first. "Hisssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss." They look visibly uncomfortable. "You there, what are you doing?" They hesitantly get closer to him to look through more of the aisle. But as they do, he shows his teeth and hisses like a snake again, making motions pretending that he's going to bite them. The couple just backs away slowly before running away from the aisle. Carlos then realizes he should have gone elsewhere with more people instead so he ends up going to the front again. This time, he stands near where the greeter is and glares at anyone who gets too close to him. "Hey, who is that weirdo?" "What the hell is with that attitude?" "Is that person seriously that overworked? Too bad, he'll have to work for Walmart for the rest of his life just like everyone else." More and more feel a little uncomfortable with Carlos glaring with such evil in his expression at them. He has his eye on pretty much everyone. No one can escape the terror that is coming from his facial expression. Instead, whispering continues to intensify more and more as time passes. People just aren't feeling that welcome anymore with Carlos glaring at them like that.
And the greeter is off elsewhere for obvious reasons. Someone finally has enough: "Security! This man won't stop glaring at us!" Carlos glares at them most menacingly. "HISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS.." Now that scared people. People were now backing away slowly especially as Carlos started once again acting like a snake. He looked so dangerous and chaotic. The greeter who had returned to his post by the time this started looked over at Carlos nervously before gaining confidence and pulling out a gun. "Forget security. All this chaos is going on in the store and nobody will do anything about it so I will, starting with you!" The greeter without any sort of kindness or hesitation starts firing bullets at Carlos. But Carlos is too fast and tricky for him. The ninja gets on the ground and is able to start successfully behaving exactly like a snake. He even hisses for long periods of time as the greeter struggles to shoot him with his gun. Even as he got closer, the greeter just kept missing and people stood around to emotionlessly watch as things intensified like a bunch of NPCs. Carlos continued to act like a snake until he lunged, bite the greeter, and secretly destroyed his gun before dragging him off somewhere. The greeter was found as a card in the dumpster that night. Carlos returned inside in a new disguise after contacting Bray about the situation.
Blaze: "45. Go in to the camping department and enter a tent then tell random customers that they can come in if they bring a pillow from the bedding department." "Awoooo! This is going to be so silly! Off to the camping section! *wags tail excitedly* I'm so cute!" Blaze runs unseen by the naked eye to the camping section. Once there, they see a bunch of tents. "Eneey meany mineey mo. I'll go into that one. It's trash. Just like me!" Blaze enters the tent they randomly picked and peeks their disguised head out so they can speak to random people. As this section was one of the sections least affected by all of the chaos, there were still plenty of people in that section who weren't thinking of anything that was going on beyond it. Instead, they simply focused on taking care of their camping stuff. What appear to be clones of Karen and Kevin enter the section and were about to pass Blaze's tent when they speak up: "Hey, you can come in this tent if you bring a pillow from the bedding section." The two looks at each other and shrugged before going to the bedding department. Blaze did this several more times until those two came back. And here's how all the conversations for that went. "Hi person! Do you want to come into this nice tent? Just bring a pillow from bedding!" "No." "Okay, have a nice day!" "Hi, can I get your attention for a second, person in a red shirt? If you want to come in here too for fun, bring a pillow from bedding!" "I'm good." "Understood, enjoy your day!" After a few more minutes of that constantly, the supposed Karen and Kevin clones enter the tent after presenting the 2 pillows to Blaze. "Welcome welcome! Come in, come in! There's plenty of space for us and several others!"
The 2 came in and for about 4 minutes, things expanded to a 10 person hangout until security came. "Hey you guys, get out of here. There's enough trouble being caused in this store. And I don't need your excuses. Get out of there now or else, I will make you. I shouldn't have to be responsible for adults who won't follow the rules." Blaze smirks: "But there isn't a rule to interacting with the furniture in this store?" "..No.. But still, this is highly disruptive and could cause property damage. If you don't leave that tent now, I will make you all and escort you from the premises immediately no matter what you say or do." Blaze knocks out the security guard with a flick: "Guess this is where I leave. All of you can stay in there and grow the hangout if you want. Thanks for the brief fun. Bye!" Blaze gets up and wanders the store for a bit before it was time for everyone to meet in the area contaminated by air fresheners.
Pirate Blaster: "48. Over the intercom say there is a big sale on all items in electronics department and first 10 people to the check outs gets one item free... see what happens." "Arr! Thrashbeak! This is perfect! Have you already knocked out the intercom person with your beak?" "Yes I have! I knocked out intercom person! Squawk!" "*pets the bird* In that case, our next adventure will begin in just a minute!" The pirate teleports himself and Thrashbeak straight to the intercom room and whatnot. And the security guards watching the cameras were promptly knocked out too. Pirate Blaster takes over the intercom and speaks in a pirate voice mixed with a official tone. "Attention shoppers, there's no longer any need to be a pirate because there is a big sale in electronics going on for the next 20 minutes! And the first 10 people to checkout electronics will get one item free. Hurry because this will not last long!" While he watches the cameras for any of the chaos, Thrashbeak makes sure the others in the rooms do not wake up until they're done even if it requires headache causing pecks on the forehead to pull that off. Pirate Blaster adjusts the volume on the security footage for 2 particular areas. The cash registers and the electronics section. About half the customers descend upon electronics as other chaos continued to unfold. They don't run, it's like they march to the section, ready to demand everything and destroy anyone who stands in their way of getting what they want. And when they all start clearing out the entire section within just a minute, things spiral out of control. "Give me that Xbox!" "No, it's mine!" The shoppers began to turn on each other, fighting over all the items most of them grabbed. They pushed, they shoved, they screamed, they yelled, they spat, they punched. Soon, it turned into a fully fledged brawl as everyone wanted something someone else had.
The security guard who was the only one free and awake to handle the situation takes one look at the chaos and screams: "I don't care anymore! I quit! I can't deal with that!" They rip their security uniform off and bolt right out of the store as soon as they could. After 3 minutes of fighting, only 10 people were able to make it out of there. They all ran to the cash registers, looking completely dead, destroyed, and desperate. They had no patience and fought with the cashiers over whether or not one item each was free or not. It was explained that they had no offers like that only for the angry customers to almost beat them up until other customers escaped the brawl. They started brawling they first 10 and by the time Pirate Blaster and Thrashbeak had to meet with the others, all those people were completely out of it and just not functioning well if at all.
Dominic: "49. Randomly start putting different size undergarments in peoples carts." Dominic takes one look at that task on the list and yawns: "That's such a chore. I'm just going to manipulate reality to make the undergarments just appear in people's carts. It's too much of a nap causation. Maybe I'll get a nap if I'm done with this early after I enjoy people's reactions a bit. Dominic hides behind a potted plant that is decoration for the store he spots. Once there, he demonstrates his reality altering powers, easily making different size undergarments float to random people's carts. And with his connection to reality still stable, he listens in on the various things people say in reaction. "Paul, why is there underwear your size in my cart? I thought I told you to stop doing that!" "It wasn't me!" "Then who was it then?!" "We all float down here.. Actually, not in this dimension. I was hoping to find more things to make people float down in MY sewer but so far, I have found nothing. Oh, what's this? Undergarments?! How did those get in here? No, no, these won't help! What kind of villain do you think I am? No one worth devouring in my sewer would fall for undergarments as a lure!" Eventually, it just causes quite a bit of chaos which was nothing compared to what Pirate Blaster caused but still, it led to several arguments and fights with 2 involving objects even. Feeling satisfied, Dominic literally floated above the floor behind the plant and napped there until it was time to meet with everyone else. When it was time, he woke up from a brief lucid dream and teleported to meet with everyone.
Fluffy Afro: "53. Do your American Idol audition in front of the security cameras." "I wish I were on a video call with someone and on the toilet for this one like I used to by accident years ago.. Oh well, this is gonna be fluffytastic for sure! Isn't Pirate Blaster gonna be watching the cameras? I think he is but he won't be listening to me. You know what? I think it will be even funnier no one on the other end is listening! Lonely American Idol! Yay! America sucks but yay!" Fluffy Afro finds a security camera in a relatively quiet part of the store. It so happened to be the other side of the camping section that Blaze was currently in. He got into an aisle with a security camera near it and stared up to the security camera. The clown took a deep breath before beginning and ignoring anyone who would give him looks or say things to him. Fluffy's voice had gotten very rusty so his singing didn't sound very good. It sounded horrible. So horrible in fact, it was hilarious.
"Don't let them in, don't let them see. Be the good girl, you always have to be. And now they'll know. Let it go, let it go, something something. Here I stand and here I something. Let the storm rage on, the wind never bothered me anyway. Let's do the time warp again. Let's do the time warp again. I don't know this song, I don't know this song! Partyboat, partyboat. You sail uncharted water. Die in your swashbuckle. Die in your swashbuckle. Baby shark doo doo doo baby shark doo doo doo. Daddy shark doo doo doo. Mommy shark doo doo doo. I have a pen, I have an apple. Uhh! Apple pen! I have a pen, I have pineapple! Uhh! Pineapple pen! Apple pen, pineapple pen! Uhh! Pen Pineapple Apple Pen! Oops I did it again, something something. We didn't start the fire. The world was burning as it was turning. We didn't start the fire. The duck walked up to the lemonade stand. And he said to the man running to the stand: 'got any grapes?' B! I M! Do the BIM. Holy apple, sacred apple. Take a ride with me. My bum is on the rail, my bum is on the rail. My bum is on the step, better not fall or I'll hurt my bum. It's not very fun when you fall down and hurt your bum. I like to put my bum on things, it's fun for everyone. I know how to be a master. He knows how to be a master. You don't know what it's like, you don't have a clue. If you knew, then you'd be singing the same thing too. Breaking the law, breaking the law, breaking the law, breaking the law, breaking the law. You don't know what's it's like! Wonder wings. Story!" He sings and he sings and people are literally throwing tomatoes at him now but still, he continues to sing so horrendously awful that it makes ears literally bleed. His passion for singing and mischief was so great, no one could get him to stop. So he kept going for about 2 more minutes. Not even a passing security guard wanted to deal with him. Fluffy only stopped after his throat got dry and he then left.
Austin: "67. Climb up a ladder try doing a King Kong thing." Austin starts beating his chest: "I am Kong!" He runs from the entrance to the store as other things happened nearby to the first place he spots that has a ladder. It was in the music section for some reason but he took it. He quietly beat his chest the entire time he was running. And when he reached the ladder, he went up it until he reached the top. When he was finally at the top, Austin was standing on top of a shelf. And well, he didn't plan on coming done. Instead, he started shouting in a pretty loud and deep voice while gently stomping his feet as well as continuing beating his chest. That's when some random person from another dimension says: "Hey viewers, do you want to throw in money for charity to make Austin risk potential bodily harm to be funnier?!" Austin looks over to see this person holding a box with money being thrown into it. Instead of being mad at this, he says as that person leaves the dimension all of this is happening in: "This will be far more fun and dangerous!" He begins stomping his feet in earnest and applying greater force to beating his chest. It's lucky he's secretly wearing his Pop Star job gear which is pretty damn protective. The random shouting Austin was doing before this point evolves into fully fledged chaos. "I AM KONG! Beat chest! Beat chest! No one can stop me! I am Kong! Don't try to threaten the power of my stomp or else, I will beat you!" Onlookers just trying to shop are so shocked at what's happening that no one bothers yelling at him or calling security. Austin is putting on one hell of a show and people just aren't sure if they should do something or not. Furthermore, the shelf Austin was on was slowly starting to be destroyed. But with half the store in the electronics section at the moment, this chaos just wasn't noticed by security. The destruction of the shelf was beginning was cracking and shaking from his stomps. In fact, he just kept playing the character of a King Kong who could communicate in a language the people could actually understand.
"Do not defy me, do not subvert me! I am Kong! Skull Island is my domain! Beat chest! Stomp feet! Beat chest! Stomp feet! I AM KONG!" He keeps doing that even as people start taking photos and videos of his chaotic nonsense and the shelf below him grows more and more unstable. About 90 seconds before he was supposed to meet with the others, it finally happened. By this point, the guitars on the shelf had long fallen to the floor but that was only the prelude to what some shoppers were about to witness for themselves. And then, "Timber!". That's what one of the shoppers exclaimed as it all came down. Austin continued on even when the shelf below him completely collapsed, causing a huge long pile of twisted metal and plastic to be where that shelf was. Austin was unharmed by the fall and continued to beat his chest anyway. Someone yelled: "WHAT DID YOU DO?!" Before running off after getting back up while still beating his chest, Austin replies: "I AM KONG!" And that was the end of it. He met up with the others as planned and that is when he finally stopped beating his chest.
Pickle Rick Not An Alien: "74. Put make up all over your face so it looks like a 2 year old did it and then say, 'She's horrible at giving make-overs!' and point to a random woman." The alien's high pitch laugh is quite loud when he reads over this one: "This is going to be fun!" Pickle Rick Not An Alien uses his alien powers to secretly bring over makeup from the makeup area. As he does this, energy surrounds his hands as he mimicks the sounds of the power drawing in what he needs. "Ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo.." He keeps doing that right by where Dominic goes to hide. The two didn't even know they were doing pretty much the same thing for part of their respective pranks. But soon enough, what the alien needed to pull off the joke came to him and that's when he finally stopped making that noise over and over again. The noise he was mimicking had just stopped when he finally stopped now that he was armed with makeup things. "It's a good thing I'm horrible at makeup!" 2 minutes later, the makeup was applied excessively and incredibly poorly. Pickle Rick almost sneezed loudly due to applying so much. But he did it. He succeeded at doing a terrible job applying makeup on himself. Congrats? Now that it was done, he in classic Sims fashion placed down the items he "borrowed" from the makeup area of the store and walked away. He kept walking until he found the perfect person to mess with. When he did, he yelled: "She's horrible at giving makeovers!" With that finally said, the disguised alien points at a random woman while looking horrible with the makeup on. Thankfully, the makeup didn't disrupt his magical disguise in the slightest so that worked out well. People around them stare daggers at the random woman who immediately gets flustered. She glares at the alien and screams: "Who are you?! I don't even know who you are! I didn't do this! I don't known who did THAT but they should be ashamed of themselves! Don't blame me for something someone else did bub or security will be on your face before you know it!"
And now the people around Pickle Rick Not An Alien were staring daggers at him. It was obvious what all of them thought. And their thought was correct but there's no way the alien was going to admit something like that. Instead, he makes a cover story for the cover story. "I was just kidding! It was just my silly nephew who has run off. I'm actually looking for him. I believe his name was called on the intercom earlier. But I will find him!" They bought it. And he did the same thing about 3 more times before meeting up with everyone else.
Banana Rick Not An Alien: "164. Pour a bunch of lemonade from the entrance to the bathroom and come out saying someone should have told me where the bathroom was quicker!" Banana Rick laughs just like her alien father rather than her vampire father. And with that said and done, she runs to the drinks and grabs several bottles of lemonade. She puts all but one inside of her ender pouch for the moment. And then, she runs to the entrance of the store and begins the process of pouring lemonade as quickly as possible all the way to the women's bathroom in the back. Miraculously, no one paid attention to what she was doing at all with all the nearly countless things that were now currently going on at the moment. Banana Rick didn't comprehend that. She just focused completely on setting up the prank. And because Pirate Blaster was the only person watching security cameras at the moment, no one came over to stop her even though it took her 2 minutes to pull off all of that. "Whoever made this list of ways to get kicked out sucked at grammar at the time! Wait, what's grammar again? Oh well, I myself am too wacky to care! Instead, Im just going to wait here for someone to exit the bathroom." And so, the secret alien waited patiently for someone to finally exit the bathroom. It took another 2 minutes before it finally happened. A person with a generic appearance exited the bathroom, looks down, and widens their eyes in horror. Banana Rick fakes laughing sheepishly: "Someone should have told me where the bathroom was quicker!" "How is this even possible?! *looks past her* How long were you holding all of that in?!" "2 days." "That can't be! No one can go 2 days without peeing! Wait a second, is that lemonade?! SECU-" Banana Rick knocks them out with a single blow and drags them to another part of the store before meeting up with everyone else.
Bray: "182. Go into a bathroom that is of the opposite gender of yourself and open the stalls saying, 'Ooh la la!'" Bray ponders in verbal thought. "This shall be interesting. Which bathroom shall I enter? I'm trans so I could get a strong reaction from either one. My voice as feminine as it is now will still give away my original gender identity before I realized what sounded right for me in terms of gender identity. But my body thanks to transitioning is now more feminine in shape than it used to be. I must enter the bathroom that would provoke the strongest reaction. But at the same time, it said gender and not sex. I shall go to the men's bathroom then. I must also try not to think exactly like Swiftdrawer does." She teleports to the door of the men's bathroom. She opens the door before opening one of the stalls. "Ooh la la!" She actually spends some time in that stall, taking care of her business. When she's done, she flushes the toilet and washes her hands right as Banana Rick begins dragging away that aforementioned person to a different part of the store. As Bray washes her hands, she gets a little bored because she has not heard a peep out of anyone else in the bathroom. That's when someone actually speaks up: "What the hell is a woman doing in this men's bathroom?" "I shall state this because I must now. Bathrooms must be universal if all people ever hope to coexist regardless of their gender." "But what about their sex? Sex matters." "Not outside of medical structures. You shall now hear me. Gender is diverse and there's nothing not even someone like Frieza could do to change that." "Don't you be so disrespectful of the tradition!" "I follow my own traditions and new ways of living." Bray walks off, not letting any bullcrap get to her head. She receives mockery from most of the other dudes in the bathroom but she just ignores all of it. "I must say. That was disappointing. That wasn't that entertaining at all." When a security guard actually came to confront her about using the bathroom as someone alerted him, she just knocked him out and sent him to a dumpster.
Madeline: "179. Beat your chest and run around screaming like Tarzan." Madeline is happy about this one. "Sweet! I can express some of my anger through this. And my friends all find my anger hilarious so they are going to enjoy this! Normally I'm kind but today, I'm going to be more mean and annoying." And so, she teleports away from anywhere she knows the others are going to be making trouble at. And then, she starts beating her chest and running around with no specific direction in mind. "I don't really know what Tarzan sounds like but I'm absolutely going to scream anyway. Should have asked Swiftdrawer before now about Tarzan. It's too late now. I'm thinking of something that makes me really angry. PMURT NEDIB! PMURT NEDIB! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" Constantly, she is just screaming and running around really fast throughly the store while beating her chest. She only stops screaming to catch her breath before screaming again for as long as she possible could. That was easier said than done given how angry she made herself. Therefore, it was imperative to note that she was constantly running out of breath which only fueled her anger further. The more she ran around, beating her chest while trying to scream like Tarzan despite never hearing his voice, the harder it got for her to continue screaming. But she persisted because fighting in the war has made something like this level of exhaustion seem like nothing by comparison. And she still kept going and going until she literally couldn't take it anymore. With a scowl on her face hidden behind her magically disguised face mask, Madeline stopped running around, beating her chest, and screaming now that there was no more breath in her. And so, she walked away to the further shock and confusion of people around her to meet with everyone else.
Dr. Bonesbane: "200. Go up to a random old guy with white hair and say, 'I want Bratz for Christmas! Thank you Santa!' and then give him a hug and run away." "I only chose this one in order to help my further research on social behavior. I'm studying what kind of changes happen when someone role plays among other things when I have the time to given the war and all. But it should be amusing. That's my prediction. Time to go see." The scientist uses his keen observation skills developed from when he was a professionally certified chemist. And that's when he finds a random elderly man with white hair alright. The disguised furry scientist walks to him and gets his attention with ease. All it takes is a fake wild childlike smile: "I want Bratz for Christmas! Thank you Santa!" Bonesbane gives the man a hug before running away. "You annoying man! What are you doing?! What even is Bratz?! It's probably illegal nowadays so shut your mouth, you insolent man! Come back here! I'm going to punish you for that. Men aren't supposed to act like that and you're a man so you must be punished for doing what you just did! Hugs are a sign of femininity! That's not okay!" The elderly man chases Bonesbane throughout much of the store until he slips and falls on Banana Rick's "urine" and gets stepped on by people rushing to the cash registers. Bonesbane takes notes about everything he has experienced or caused in Walmart thus far in a dimly lit corner somewhere before going to meet up with the others. "Well, that experiment was quite interesting. I wasn't expecting to garner such hostility. That man clearly was not being well taken care of. He looked overworked and miserable. So it's true, they got rid of retirement in this version of Earth."
Minglow Bats: "204. Get a tent and campout with the Barbie dolls in the toy isle." "Hamaduh was why I decided to choose this one. Next time I do standup comedy, I will bring up doing this to see what kind of reaction I can get for doing all of this. The irony of all of this is not lost on me. More importantly, it's time to do this and do it well." Minglow Bats literally teleports to the camping section before Blaze arrives and picks a tent to take right as Blaze chooses which one to go in. He takes his chosen tent with magic and teleports it and himself to the toy section. With that done, he promptly finds some packaged Barbie Dolls and opens their boxes to free them. He then sets them on the floor in front of the newly relocated tent and pretends to camp out with the dolls. People give him weird looks but due to all the chaos that was going on, no one chose to bother him. Instead, they just kind of ignored the brewing teacher. But Minglow was really funny with how he handled things. As people walked past him and ignored him, he went into character for camping but with his dull voice ever present. "Alright girls, do you want to sing a campfire song? No? Oh well, I'll just sing a campfire song instead." The Barbie dolls were not cursed or anything unlike the singing hamster dolls so they just kind of were motionless the entire time. Things got even better when Minglow quickly grabbed some toy sets that would be perfect for pretending the camp was real. Even a toy campfire was found and setup. And then, he finally began to sing. "This is a campfire song. Let's sing along to nothing because I don't know what to sing. I'm just a brewing professor with a dull voice who does standup comedy. I know that more singing will be done besides mine. But still, mine will be as dull as I am when I'm not trying to be funny. Let's sing all night around the fire that's just made of plastic. Go on, join me. We're going to sing and we're going to sing with no end to our singing in sight. We won't stop until my voice is hoarse. I've never been camping but I've seen enough to know what must be done to enjoy this plastic of a camp. Let's grab hands and dance around that fire. The fire made of plastic. Let's keep going until my voice runs dry. And now my voice is hoarse."
After his voice gets hoarse, the so called oversized bat pretends to make s'mores among other things before saying: "I'm going to tell a scary story. Be ready for it is more frightful than my dull voice. It was a dark and stormy night once upon a time, in a land of garbage. In this land lived people who lived off the trash. They were peaceful until one of them died. When that happened, they realized how tasty fresh meat might be so they started killing each other to eat each other. And everyone died. The end." Some people who were passing by froze at hearing this. A silence was heard throughout the toy section as people started looking absolutely terrified. However, Minglow Bats paid no attention to any of this. Instead, he got up and said: "I am finished with this action of mischief. I will go now." He leaves the setup he made behind by teleporting away before anyone had the guts to yell at him or call security.
Pickle Pants: "206. Throw a poke-ball at someone and yell, 'PIKACHU, I CHOOSE YOU!'" Yes, Pickle Pants was still using the clone thing to continue making life hell for one of the cashiers while also causing trouble elsewhere in the store. So, his clone looks at the task on the list: "Fun! I'm going to have so much fun with this one!" Right as Minglow Bats was setting up his camp out with Barbies, Pickle Pants finally found a toy pokeball and unboxed it with ease. The disguised vampire ends up finding a really rude person being a massive jerk to others. Naturally, he throws the pokeball at the rude person and yells: "PIKACHU, I CHOOSE YOU!" The really rude person turns on Pickle Pants: "I'm not that creepy little mouse from pokeman! How dare you pull such a stunt on me! I'm going to teach you a lesson you'll never forget!" And the person gains a green aura as their eyes turn pure white. Pure rage mode going on now. However, Pickle Pants literally picks up the pokeball and throws it at the person as hard as possible. So hard in fact, the rude person is instantly knocked out before being dragged away somewhere by the clone. In the end, the clone just walks off to meet up with everyone else like none of that ever happened.
Banana Pants: "207. Turn on all the flashlights, hang them from the ceiling, stand under them, scatter confetti at your feet, and start singing, using a Barbie as a microphone." "This one is complicated! I'm too wacky to like complicated very much! Oh well!" The vampire doesn't hesitate when he teleports around the store and takes every single flashlight he can while also storing them one at a time in his own ender pouch. It was obvious that this one usually would need a lot of help and setup time. So much so that they'd practically need an entire night to pull it off. But Banana Pants was not usual. He did all of it by himself as quickly as possible. The vampire took full advantage of the ongoing chaos storewide to hang them all from the ceiling with the help of his flight abilities. Finally, he grabbed a container of confetti and unboxed a Barbie from the toy section as people were distracted by Minglow's dull singing and whatnot. Banana Pants then returned to where he hung all of the flashlights. The food court area. One of the areas least affected by all of the chaos thus far. As a result, things were about to get crazy for some people who were nearby. He threw the confetti at his feet and held up the unboxed Barbie to his face to use em as a microphone. "I am I am not a banana. That's just how things are for me. Look at me, I'm not a banana. I'm not ripe or rotten, I'm made of flesh, skin, and bone and more but not banana skin or banana fruit. Don't eat me because I'm not delicious and I'm definitely not a banana. I'm not a banana. Ooo yeah ooo yeah. If you think I'm a banana, you might just be a little bit crazy but that's okay. Aren't we all a little bit crazy on the inside? Come on and see that I'm not a banana. And that I'm trash. That's right, I'm trash. I fail at what I do, I fail and I fail. And I smell. I smell really bad. I smell, I smell, I smell, and I'm far from the only one singing right at this moment. There's singing and singing and more singing. Meanwhile, I'm just trash singing about being trash and not a banana. Look at me. Can't you see that I'm utterly trash and useless? My existence doesn't benefit any of you in the slightest. Take a ride on the trash life with me if you want but just know that you're going to be smelly trash when it's all said and done."
He continues singing for several more minutes but his singing was so good that no one yelled at him or tried to kick him out. And his words were just hilarious. So hilarious in fact that the people nearby went into a temporary trance at the same time that lasted even when Banana Pants stopped singing and walked off. And that was it. That was how it ended. He joined up with the others and that was that.
Mel: "274. Lie on the floor. Just lie there. It is guaranteed to freak people out. Either pretend to be asleep, or to have passed out." "I believe I have said this before but if not, I will say this now. Normally, I would never pull a prank on anyone or do anything this absurd. But today, that is different. I must carry this out in the name of eventually topping the Walmart of this world. To save this world, we will first use silly pranks to get what we want done as soon as possible." The knight finds a clear area to lay down on. Even though her armor is as quiet as a certain artistic knight's, Mel is still really careful as she begins to lay down. Once she does, Mel closes her eyes and pretends to be passed out. And soon, people start murmuring to themselves about the site. "What happened to that person down there? Weren't we told on Walmart TV that they reduced the chance of this kind of incident happening in all buildings worldwide?" "Aaaa! Why is there a person there? Why isn't HR or security around to deal with all of this?! That's not okay!" "Ewww, why is that body still alive?" "Don't look Timmy!" "But mommy!" "Is that body dead?" "No, still breathing." "SECURITY!" "I'm off right now, I'm not dealing with this." More and more comments like that are made. Even Mel struggles to hold back her amusement as all of these things are said. Her sense of humor isn't the biggest but it sure has been stimulated by all of these comments. She got everyone good, that's for sure. In fact, she got people so good that a security guard openly contemplated about checking on her but chose not to as they were far more urgent problems going on. After a few minutes, she just got up like nothing happened. The people who saw this happen ran away from her in fear. She chuckled as she made her way to the next area everyone promised to meet at.
Hamaduh Riley: "68. Run through the make-up department and yell, 'There's a dead body in aisle 3!!!'" Hamaduh Riley just laughed evilly as he made his way to the makeup. There, he briefly watched as makeup stuff started floating away for seemingly no reason. But then, he immediately bolted and ran around the makeup section, yelling the same thing over and over again. "There's a dead body in aisle 3!!!" "Oh dear! That's awful! I thought this Walmart store was better than that!" "There's a dead body in aisle 3!!!" "Shut up! Why are you yelling?! Go to security! I'm trying to find the right makeup here!" "There's a dead body in aisle 3!!!" "There's a dead body in aisle 3!!!" "Dead body?! Oh no! I'm calling the nearest Walmart Funeral Home as well as the nearest Walmart Hospital and Coroner!" "There's a dead body in aisle 3!!!" "Thanks for saying that. I will be sure to avoid that aisle!" "There's a dead body in aisle 3!!!" "There's a dead body in aisle 3!!!" "There's a dead body in aisle 3!!!" "Dead body?! I knew some of the original style Walmart stores were bad but I had no clue they were THIS bad!" "There's a dead body in aisle 3!!!" "Watch it! My baby son is sleeping! Just tell security, don't yell about it! It's not that hard!" "There's a dead body in aisle 3!!!" "There's a dead body in aisle 3!!!" He kept doing that for several more minutes, generating more outrage and fear and whatnot as he went. In the end, the whole makeup section was in chaos as most people there were now feeling some sort of strong emotion. Fear or anger were the 2 most commonly felt emotions. Hamaduh had successfully plunged the entire section into pure chaos. And it was so immense that a security guard was forced to check that aisle for a dead body. Finding none, they ran over to makeup and tried to calm the people down by assuring everyone there was no dead body. But Hamaduh's yelling had all of them, even the calm ones convinced that there was in fact a dead body in aisle 3. So the security guard was forced to give up on them and hope they would calm down on their own. Hamaduh snickers as the guard gives up and walks away before walking away himself to meet up with everyone else elsewhere.
Grace: "34. Throw a fake rubber snake into some lady's face and watch her freak out." "This is not in my nature to do but I will still do it because we have determined that the majority of people here as ordinary as they are have hearts and minds so clouded with bigotry, it's a miracle none of us have really had to deal with any of it so far. I mean, some of us have but it was easy to deal with." Grace heads right for the toy section just as several others did at the same time. The elf Miitopian barely pays attention to them as she tracks down a rubber snake toy using her sharp eyes, honed by her bow skills. As a result, Grace is able to easily find a rubber snake. And not just any rubber snake but a large rubber snake that comes in its own package instead of being a smaller one packaged with other smaller rubber snakes. She gets it out of its box and finds a fancy looking rich woman who walks with a snooty attitude. It surprisingly didn't take long to find someone of that exact description. As a result, Grace immediately throws the large rubber snake at her and backs away to watch from a distance. "AAAAAAAA! GET OFF ME! GET OFF OF ME!" As the woman shakes the snake to get it off of her, she only gets more afraid. "ITS MOVING! HELP, SOMEONE HELP! IM TOO RICH TO DESERVE DEALING WITH THIS DANGEROUS ANIMAL! CALL ANIMAL CONTROL, GET IT OFF OF ME!" People just laugh at her because it's obviously a rubber snake. But the same security guard who would try to calm down the people in the makeup section later comes over and removes the snake from her. "Ma'am, it was just a rubber snake. Nothing to be afraid of. Whoever threw this at you is going to be the one who ends up afraid in the end. Remember that for the future, okay? We don't have live snakes here, just these fake rubber ones." "Thank you, thank you! You saved me! You saved me!" "Don't thank me yet. Thank me when I catch the person who did this to you. Do you remember who did and what they looked like?"
"I'm too important to remember something that is not my problem to recall because I pay people to remember instead." "Yes of course. Can you wait here. As you're a Walmart Executive Council member, I have to make sure your visit is as pleasant as possible." "Is that so? Good, you eat a pizza party next week. Now then, you'll get an ice cream social as well if you just kill the person who did this to me. Less blood on my hands, you see." "Your wish is my command!" The security guard was soon knocked out by a hidden arrow of Grace's. And then, Grace secretly pierced the rich woman in the heart with another arrow. She heard the chaos from the makeup section. "Maybe a real dead body in aisle 3 would do." Grave drags the dead rich woman to aisle 3 and the security guard woke up with no recollection of what was going on. Grace finally finished dragging the body there after the security guard left aisle 3 to deliver the false alarm news to the people in makeup. Once done, she met up with the others after a little more time.
Scar Basiltomato: "185. Start a fire, then sit around it with your friends in camping clothes." "I better go get all the clothes while everyone is doing their various pranks. It's the only way to speed things up to get to the next set of pranks at this point. Man, I smell really good today. I just realized that. I smell well cooked and fresh." The Tomapieian quietly takes many of the camping clothes from the camping section over the course of the time Blaze is hanging out in that one tent and stuffing them inside their very own ender pouch. When this is done, they are the first to go to the meeting location agreed by everyone. The one area that they all knew would be avoided by all shoppers from then on out. The section contaminated by air fresheners. Once everyone is gathered together, Scar Basiltomato speaks up before anyone else can as they take all of the camping clothes they stole from the camping section out of their pouch: "Friends, I have done it. Even though I can't smell how delicious I am anymore due to how contaminated by air fresheners this place is, I still celebrate. Look, all of the clothes are here." None of us have anything to say. We all just smile, smirk, or evilly grin. I smirk. And then, we all walk to the food court area together. Once we find an open table and add way too many chairs around it from other tables, we all sit down. Upon doing so, I turn to Scar Basiltomato: "Hey, can't you start the fire?" We all out on the camping clothes while they reply. "You know about that?" "Yes I do. It's a weird ability but you Tomapieians can breath fire despite being walking and talking pizzas. Also, why is everyone around us frozen in shock? Banana Pants. Banana Pants." Banana Pants gives an innocent smile none of us buy. "Whatever you sang, I'm sure it was hysterical. I'll learn about it by writing about this entire day. No need to tell us." He doesn't reply. He just laughs while Scar Basiltomato breathes so much fire that the table we're all trying to successfully sit around despite all of our chairs around it gains a new feature: an "invisible torch". As in the fire burns like a torch is there on the table except there's no torch or anything of that nature.
We all just sit around, reading what was next to do in the camping clothes. No one stopped us or anything. The people around us recovered from earlier only to see what we are doing and freeze again completely. A security guard is dispatched to deal with us. However, they run back in fear of the fire. We stayed there for several minutes, just sitting around and reading over the stuff on our lists and staring at the fire. But then, we all take the camping clothes off and leave them on the floor as Bray casts on all of us new disguises. We all then went off in different directions to continue our mayhem. To be continued..
