[PRP] Recruitment (Amonee - Punkie)

[Micillia]

 

[Micillia]

Punkie rolled back on the heels of her feet and took a sip of faygo. The juggalo had recently talked to Sephos about a gardening juggalo club. Well okay, for her it was a gardening juggalo club, but for the others, well they could just happily worship in ignorance, that was okay with Punkie. Now she just needed some trolls who were both interested in gardening, and decent souls for the mirthful Messiahs to consume. Her grin grew as a troll popped into mind.

The juggalo strode determinedly over to the Nightly Grind, and smiled as she saw her hard work growing right outside the little cafe. Big orange punkin blossoms were wrapped up tight for the night, waiting for the sun to come out so they could soak up its ******** s**t-burning rays, and turn them into something just the opposite; the mirthful punkin. Punkie moved to push open the door to the cafe, letting out a loud "WHOOP WHOOP ********> as a holy greeting.

Yamashii

 

[Yamashii]

It had been a peaceful and quiet morning. The afternoon had been lazy as well, spent on the upper sun roof of his hive soaking in all the warm rays. Now Amonee Brycer was finally at work, at the Nightly Grind, with a sleepy look in his eyes and a yawn on his lips. The heavy scent of coffee did its best to wake him but what was even more effective was the sound of a loud greeting bursting through the cafe doors, startling him into dropping a tin.

"My goodness, Punkie, your voice is always so cheerful!" The painter laughed, embarrassed at his blunder but happy to see the juggalo. She was a joy to be around with her big smile and excitable personality. "Did you see the punkins out front? They're getting so big! Maybe you can help us plant more things to flavor the coffee with. I've been wondering if strawberries are easy to grow?" He tapped his chin, obviously curious but completely uneducated on the subject of growing anything. He'd always wanted a garden though and Punkie seemed like a great troll to chat with that about!

"Oh, oops! Did you want anything to drink?" He almost forgot, he was supposed to be working! Not that the cafe was busy right now...

Micillia

PUNKIE ILU

 

[Micillia]

"They are turning into ******** gourds of mirthful pride!" The juggalo agreed, implying the punkins she had wrangled the shop owner, Nucleo, into letting her plant. To be honest, she would have gone back in the early morning and planted them in stealth, but it was far easier when the troll who's land she was intending to sanctify agreed to it. "Do you serve the ******** delight that is punkinspice?" Punkie asked, putting on a small, somewhat embarrassed at her own indulgence, smile. While she waited the juggalo thought about the question of flavor. "Strawberries would copulate in this b***h of an environment." She agreed, trying to think up some other flavorful herbs berries and fruits. "There is a shitload of this ******** herb named mint, which i might capriciously add, fornicated into several bloody varieties. The plant comes in varieties like ******** apple-mint, chocolate-mint, and the goddamned ginger-mint packs a ******** punch." The juggalo got lost for a minute, in her thoughts on the topic. The mint plant was quite something. It had the base flavor of "mint" but the plant had managed to be bread to take on other subtle flavors. The most common, almost weed-like variety, was apple-mint. But it was fascinating how the plant had been bread to add flavors like spearmint, peppermint, pineapple mint, catmint, orange mint, lavender mint, and countless more. What was better was that the individual varieties of mint could be cross pollinated to create yet new things. What would a ginger-mint and a pineapple-mint hybrid taste like? She would have to bring this up to the Gardening Club, it could be quite the experiment.

Oh right, the gardening club. Punkie stood up straighter, remembering her original purpose. "My goddamed Amonee, you do seem to have a blasphemous interest in the area of botany. Have you put your a*****e in line to think about joining a ******** club about the capricious topic?" For Punkie, that was quite subtle.

Yamashii