After a period of utter confusion the green light finally disperses, leaving you wondering where you are. You definitely aren't at your house watching Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. Your eyes were still adjusting, but you could tell that you were in some sort of dark alleyway and that it was nighttime. Because of this, your feild of view was limited.
You try to take a step forward but immediately slip in something wet. Your back hit a hard wooden surface and you get a good whiff of the liquid that you slipped on. Because of the smell, you can tell that it's not just water.
You pick yourself up off of your feet, but are interrupted by a loud growling and rumbling sound. The sound scares you and you immediately turn around to find the source.
You see a gigantic pig towering over you. The pig is oddly humanesque and is wearing a jacket, shades and has a purple mohawk. It all seems familiar. Only his upper body was exposed, so you assume that he's sitting on a chair and you're on his table. The massive pig is asleep with its mouth agape, allowing a stream of saliva to pour out. But that's not the only orifice of his that's leaking. There's also a fountain of snot spewing from his hairy snout, mixing in with the saliva, all to form a disastrous concoction that you are standing in right now. On the bright side though, you think to yourself, the pigs got a sweet nose ring. You let out a gasp as it comes back to you.
BEBOP!
And if Bebop is here, that must mean...! In a frenzy, you turn around and run to the other side of the table. Just as you thought, a gigantic anthropomorphic rhinoceros comes into view.
ROCKSTEADY!
Rocksteady is also asleep whith one elbow leaning on the table, fist to cheek. His breathing is heavy ant his rancid breath is being blown onto you. Just to take in all that you've seen, you run back to the other side of the table. Then,as you reach Bebop, Rocksteady starts to shift. His head slowly slides off of his cheek and slams into the table, leaving him slumped over, still asleep.
The table is careens to one side and you are sent flying...
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