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When we last saw our heroes, all hope seemed to have been lost, with the Bat-Go-Cart demolished, and Batspork gone…
Grouse awakens the next day, still in the remnants of the Bat-Go-Cart, to find Batspork missing. He immediately starts running to town, to head to the police station.
The moment he arrives, he asks to see Commissioner Gregson in his office. As he rushes in to the commissioner’s office, he blurts, “Batspork was kidnapped, the Bat-Go-Cart was totaled, and I need to borrow a phone in private!”
Startled by this sudden rush of foul news, Gregson mutters, “A phone- of course,”...
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When we last saw our heroes, a freak was created, a clue was found, and things were about to get a lot quieter…
They drive up to the abandoned toy building where the sporks were arrested, and enter. Investigating, Grouse opens a Jack-In-The-Box, when a gas sprays out into his face, and a Jack of Diamonds falls out.
Immediately, he yells, “Batspork! Come over he-” His voice then stops.
“Grouse?” calls Batspork, “Grouse! What is it? What happened?”
Grouse motions opening the Jack-In-The-Box. Then shows Batspork the card, and tries to symbolize the motion of gas spring out of the box...
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When we Last saw our pronged prowler of the night a slip-up of words had gotten our fearless hero into a slippery situation…
Wallace replied, calmly at first, “Yes, yes, and,” then noticing Batspork’s last words, “Wait, WHAT! You mean to tell me that my dad killed your parents, the only people that my dad every killed were Mr. and Mrs. Walls, so you’re Geoff Walls II. Does this mean I KNOW WHO THE BATSPORK IS, ITS!?!”
Geoff, just noticing his slip-up, quickly replies, “No, not at all. None of that’s true. It was all just a mix-up of words, nothing else, nothing important.”
Gruesome...
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Late one night, 30 years ago In the bustling city of Emoswine, a young spork and his parents walked home on a dark secluded street. Then an elderly and poor knife steps out of the shadows. He points a gun at the spork’s mother, a middle-aged fork.
He then say’s, “Hand over that sugar crystal necklace, and no one gets hurt.”
At that point the spork’s father, a middle-aged spoon, steps in front of his wife and calmly states, “You really don’t want to do this. I own a multimillion dollar business. I’m sure I can find you a j-”
The spoon was interrupted...