Room 513, Saturday morning

Mar 10, 2012 06:48

There was no way of getting around it or softening the blow. Bruce was a potato this morning. But not just any potato.

He was the goshdarn Dark Spud. And with his body armor costume, teeny tiny utility belt, batarang accessory, and position as the world's number four food crop (he was hot on your tail, rice!), the Dark Spud was prepared to watch over Fandom Town - HIS town - to make sure no innocent potatoes were hurt this day the way his parents were.

Of course, he'd probably need to buy some more accessories to get around town quickly due to having pretty much no legs and being the size of a large potato....

[OOC: Mostly establishy, but can be open to the roommate or visitors.]

language suited for playskool, what the hell hasbro, au weekend, i am the tuber

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