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The infamous road so far: Chapter One: "Are you ready, PJ?" "I 'believe' that I am. Let's give them a show." .     .     . "What did the little punk say about me, Gaster?" "Oh, he said something along the lines of you being a puffed up mama's boy, that you never worked hard in your life, and that you were a tryhard. Need I say more?" "Hollow Bone! Chief Leaf! I want to know where he lives, I want to know where he sleeps-" “Pause." “Shut up, you! You know the drill! By the end of tomorrow, you make sure he's deep-sixed, or else.” “Or else, what?” “It doesn't matter! You're the one getting paid to

"Vick Northrup. So you survived," Parappa said in a 'good-natured' scornful voice. "Too bad the same won't be said about you," Northrup responded. As he said that, Parappa noticed that Northrup winced with every step he took, and he also had his arm clenching onto his chest. He was approaching the rapdog very slowly, revolver at hand. "What do you mean? It's not like you'll kill me now. You're a bit too disoriented to aim properly." "You underestimate me, mate," Northrup retorted. He pulled the trigger and fired a bullet at Parappa's direction. The rapdog quickly dodged the bullet by leaning to his right. Also at his right was a brown dres

"All rise, the Honorable Judge Dolner presiding!" a bailiff said. This bailiff was a brown bulldog, not Officer Kat this time. Everybody got out of their seats in respectfulness to the judge. The familiar red fox walked into the courtroom, dressed in his black cloak. As he sat down in his seat, he called out, "You may be seated." Everybody sat down as the lawsuit continued. "The case of the state of Rodneyana v. Parappa the Rapper will now come to order. Quite shocking, it seems, since earlier this month, I saw your faces here, Parappa and Mr. Hedgefirth. You're just on different sides of the room. Now, Parappa is accused, and Mr. Hedgefirth

All that could be heard was a cricket noise in the night and Parappa's labored breathing. He lay in his bed, clad in his pink plaid nightclothes. It was eleven-thirty at night, and yet, he was having difficulty sleeping. The one thing that was on his mind was Sunny Funny, her cherubic face and visually-pleasing figure plaguing his thoughts. He had known her for about ten years now, and from day one, he started having feelings of affection towards her. Of course, he didn't do anything too big to express his love towards Sunny yet, with his live shows with King Kong Mushi being possible exceptions. He didn't want to rush anything in a potentia