Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27319156-20151017183206/@comment-27235572-20151031221856

((Yikes, sorry for the delay! Finally got my IPad back (rejoice!) and since this RP wasn't working on the computer, my IPad shall save the day!))

Quinn lugged Sherri's luggage into the trunk, struggling to close it. Eventually, she managed, the resounding snap satisfying to hear. While she wasn't happy about the lack of assistance, Quinn knew all about the perils of being a good hostess: heaven knows her mother didn't drill in that lesson often.

Getting into the front passenger seat, Quinn beamed at the driver, who was known for his great love of puppets... and fire. "You ready to go, Missus?" While he was incredibly respectful, he also treated everyone like equals, something she was grateful for.

"Yes, sir. And please... Make this ride fun! I think Sherri will enjoy it." She replied in German, thinking it would just be a smooth trip. Smirking now, the driver hit full speed, blasting straight into the wormhole that transported Warp carriages to their destinations.

"AAAH! THIS ISN'T WHAT I MEANT!" Quinn's fingernails dug into the upholstery. "It's fun to me!" He cackled in response, both of them hopeful that their guest was having fun, even if Quinn wasn't.

After a few minutes, the wild ride came to am abrupt stop as the end of the wormhole came into view. One minute, they were racing down a stream of time and the next, they were parked in front of an impossibly tall and shiny sign.

"Welcome!" Quinn spread over her arms wide in an attempt to sell a miserably small region to her guest. "T-To Fools Town!"

"Where everyone is a scoundrel, drinks too much alcohol and is too obsessed with riches to do much else." The puppet master continued wryly. "Well, I fulfilled my end of this bargain. Get out of my carriage." His joking tone turned severe. "O-Ok!" Quinn scrambled out quickly, nervous.

"C-Come on, Sherri. L-Lots to see..."