Great, again?

*ferociously tries getting out on his own, but all attempts fail*

How the heck do you always get in these situations? (Yanks the cork out of the crocodiles mouth.)

*tongue sticks out* cuz I like being stuck~ I tied myself up, but then someone corked me.

And you didn't think up an escape plan?

...noh... *wiggles helplessly*

Wow, you didn't think this through at all, did you?

noh... *snorts*

You know I cannot keep bailing you out of these situations.

*nods* I know, I'm not counting on you. I just wanna be stuck for now.

And end up starving to death?

nohhh... *wriggles a lot* I'll get outta here on my own! I got a buddy who's gonna pick me up! *strains a lot against the ties*

Is he the one who corked you?

...possibly...

And do you believe he would remember the exact location he placed you?

well yeah

If he intended to get you back, wouldn't he have left you in either your house or his?

*sweats* well, uh... perhaps?

Perhaps what?

perhaps he he was thinking just as little as I was

Then how do you know he won't forget about you?

cuz he's my friend ^(_, *sees car in distance* see? he here right now

(Looks at the car coming straight at us.) And he thinks it is a good idea to be driving full speed directly at us? He needs to slow down, at that speed, he would most likely end up running us over.

O(_, *car slows down quickly and just bonks the croc on the nose* WHY YOU DRIVE SO FAST

(I am stuck underneath the car, one of my arms squashed flat as a pancake.) Get this dang car off of me! You are most likely going to be paying for that!

*drives backward* I'm so sorry *Frankie (my dog character) jumps out of the car*

(Gets up, my arm not lifting up and remains fused with the road, it tearing off of me at the humerous, the bone shattered.) OWCH! That is going to leave a mark.

(wait are you the skeleton thing still?)

OoC: yep, but seeing as my humerus was just turned bone dust, with the wheels running over my arm and the weight of the car, it is unlikely to be able to be reattached, seeing as the bone doesn't exist anymore.

ack... I'm sorry *unties crocky*

You destroyed my arm at the shoulder, grinding the bone into fine powder and all you have to say is you're sorry?!?

*frantic* I-I don't know what to do! My brakes weren't working right!

Well, I need a new arm, and I doubt you wish to part with your own as a replacement.

*gulps* n-no... would a skeletal model suffice? I got one in a yard sale just a while back!

Nope. That would be merely plastic, and not nearly charged with as much energy as my original was. It must be true bone, from either a living person or someone that has only died a few hours ago.

*sweats* ...You're not thinkin' of killin' me, right?

Well, you did cause the accident that caused me to lose my arm, so unless you can offer me something to replace the missing arm of an equal quality to what I had, or something to fulfill my hand's obligations, it is a possibility.

(it's below)

*croc interrupts* h-hey, I know a guy getting surgery today! He's getting his arm removed because the nerves were damaged. It's the same side as your broken arm, so maybe that will work! *the dog and the croc look horrified and desperate*

(I contemplate the offer) maybe that could work, as long as the skeletal structures are compatible, though with the damage to my ribs, multiple crushed vertebrae, and the dent you caused in my skull, I'm afraid it would require more than an arm to balance the books, though it goes a long way towards that goal.

*dog looks* okay, but my brakes never failed like this before, so please don't be too upset *unties croc and heads to hospital*

(Grabs the keys out of the dogs hands) No way I'm letting you drive after this incident.

...okay. *sits in the back with the croc*

Get out. I'm not going to drive that death trap with the brakes nonfunctional. Are you insane? (Yanks both of them out of the car.) One of you two call a tow truck for this car to be moved to somewhere to be inspected then we will be taking the bus to the hospital. I would rather not have a repeat of this accident.

blah it's below

oh... I thought you meant you were gonna drive when you took my keys. I'm not a lunatic! I wouldn't drive a dangerous car if I knew about broken brakes! *calls tow truck*

Good. Now, (stone surrounds my bones, making the same hue as normal skin.) Don't want to frighten people now, do we?

nope *tow truck comes, but also at a fast speed*

Not again. (Pushes the croc and dog out of the way just before I get run over by the tow truck before the tow truck rear-ends the car, me getting stuck underneath with my right femer ground into paste by the truck, along with injuries to the rest of my body including a few shattered ribs, a crack all along the spine, and a hole in the side of my head.) Why the heck does this keep happening to me. Also, SOMEONE GET THIS TOW TRUCK OFF OF ME!

*truck goes backward* HOW ARE YOU ALIVE!?

Seeing as there isn't much if anything in the way of organic tissues, not much that can be damaged. Also, my stone armor helped cushion the blow, protecting my body from worse damage. Now, could someone help me up?

*croc helps you up*

Thank you (uses the crocodile as a bit of a crutch.) Now, I think we may be safer taking the subway rather than the bus. I would rather avoid being run over a third time.

okay *walks you to subway* pretty sure we can find bones in the hospital... I know people.

Good, though please give me the number of that tow truck driver. I would like to have a word with him after this.

yee... idk why these breaks are failing though... it's a bit odd

Hopefully it is just the breaks failing. If people are doing it on purpose, this is going to be a really bad day.

*enters subway* okee it's next stop

Good. Let's hope the worst is behind us.

*next stop approaches* okee, let's get ready!

(the subway slowly comes to a halt, but when the doors open, we are shoved around by the onslaught of people entering and leaving the train car. Despite this, we get off the train.) Please tell me we got off at the right station.

It should be the next place

You mean the next stop?!? We already got off the train though.

GNAH... ah well, this will work, too *gets a taxi*

(walks into the taxi.) Hey, it didn't run us over!

yee that's a start *looks at cab* take us to the Gordon Bone Donors please