as everyone enjoyed their day, the raccoons were still recovering...
[color=fff200]"don't the 'hoo-mans' have how to catch a predator? because I was next on the food chain!"[/color]
[color=00aeef](heh.)[/color] [color=00a651](bahaha!)[/color]
[color=00a651]"wait, rummage, what are you doing?"[/color] 
[color=00aeef]"...nothing."[/color]
[color=00a651]"is that space alcohol?"[/color]
[color=00a651]"...does this place allow space alcohol? how much alcohol is in there anyways?"[/color]
[i]rummage looks at the ingredients[/i]
[color=00aeef]"...1% alcohol, 99% uranium..."[/color]
[color=00a651]"you've already drunk a bottle, have you?"[/color]
[color=00aeef]"...yes."[/color]
[color=00a651]"GREAT 5 HOURS IN THIS ROOM AND YOU ALREADY FOUND A STASH OF ILLEGAL SPACE ALCOHOL! UGH!"[/color]
[color=fff200]"huh, new guests!"[/color]
[color=00a651]"who?" [/color]
[color=fff200]"a red wizard, a cloaked man, (how original,) and a weird dude."[/color]
[color=00aeef]"is that the Phoenix dude? ohh I oughta-"[/color]
[color=00a651]"stop. you've taken this too far. we nearly killed him."
[/color]
[color=00aeef]"fine."[/color]
[color=fff200]"I like the red guy."[/color]
this is life for the raccoons. (dont worry he fixed the orb)