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Quoted By: >>19148981 >>19152037
Part 45: http://archive.foolz.us/vp/thread/19056883 +
http://archive.foolz.us/vp/thread/19077153
Chapter Directory: http://pastebin.com/sgnYBisD
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QaRznRBpEE0
"Welcome, welcome all incoming /surviving/ passengers to Frosthöhle Station! If you haven't already died of major frostbite, you can try doing so at the treacherous Frost Cavern, home of the Big-Dick Beartics! Or, if you're craving some leisure, try to beat your douchebag friends at a ski race at Gelata-Helada Ski Resort, unless you don't know how to ski, in which case I refer you back to the former choice!~"
"For those awaiting to board, the Iron Head will depart shortly, thank you for your continued pledge to riding our non-existent rails!"
Excadrill hops off the loudspeaker and turns to his assistant Drilbur conductors, "Alright boys! We've got a schedule to stick to and a train that departs in T-minus /sometime today/, and my Tom Hanks-likeness isn't getting any younger--SO whaddya say we put the kibosh on the oh gosh and get our galoshes outta here!"
Both the eccentric Drilburs nod while dashing around their mentor in circles.
"Oh boy, oh boy!~"
"We'll put the choo-choo, in their woohoo, boss!"
http://archive.foolz.us/vp/thread/19077153
Chapter Directory: http://pastebin.com/sgnYBisD
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QaRznRBpEE0
"Welcome, welcome all incoming /surviving/ passengers to Frosthöhle Station! If you haven't already died of major frostbite, you can try doing so at the treacherous Frost Cavern, home of the Big-Dick Beartics! Or, if you're craving some leisure, try to beat your douchebag friends at a ski race at Gelata-Helada Ski Resort, unless you don't know how to ski, in which case I refer you back to the former choice!~"
"For those awaiting to board, the Iron Head will depart shortly, thank you for your continued pledge to riding our non-existent rails!"
Excadrill hops off the loudspeaker and turns to his assistant Drilbur conductors, "Alright boys! We've got a schedule to stick to and a train that departs in T-minus /sometime today/, and my Tom Hanks-likeness isn't getting any younger--SO whaddya say we put the kibosh on the oh gosh and get our galoshes outta here!"
Both the eccentric Drilburs nod while dashing around their mentor in circles.
"Oh boy, oh boy!~"
"We'll put the choo-choo, in their woohoo, boss!"