When Charlie and her friends find six elemental stones with six cards that turn I to dinosaurs, they make it their mission to round up every card in the human world and protect them from the alpha gang who wish to weaponize them and put them in a di...
The same sounds and sights, and the same ending, with a T. rex calling for help before being consumed by the K.T asteroid flames.
Charlie jolts back up shouting to herself and finds herself in her limo. Fragments of what happened today was a bit of a blurr finding her cloths torn and a black eye from the reflection in the window. She looks to see her girlfriend vaggie who was by her side
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Vaggie: hon, you okay?
Charlie: I-I'm not sure. Just a crazy dream. What happened?
Vaggie: well we were at the news station to advertise the hotel, you were doing a good job, but you went into song like I told you NOT to do! Everyone laughed, then you mentioned this clown-(points to angel dust)
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Vaggie: saying he's been out of trouble and literally a second later the news broke out that he was joining the turf war between sir pentipus and Cherri bomb and Katie kicked your ass so hard you were humiliated on live T.V and you passed out after a knuckle sandwich, and I was just about to ask this BITCH, (tears hair out) WHAT THE FUCK HE WAS DOING!!!
Angel Dust: *sighs* I owed my girl buddy a solid! Isn't that a "redeeming quality"? *air quotes* Helping friends with stuff? *rolls eyes*
Vaggie: Not with turf wars that result in territorial genocide!
Angel Dust: Eh, you win some, you lose a few hundred. Ehahahahahah! *Inhales* It wasn't that bad, anyway.
He proceeds to play with the button of the car window roller
Vaggie Throws a folded pocket knife at window roller
Angel Dust: Aw, come on! I had to! *brushes back hair* My credibility was on the line! I mean, what kind of reputation would I have if people found out I was tryna go clean? It just throws out my entire persona! *suggestively pushes up chest floof*
Vaggie: Your credibility? What about the hotel's?! *gestures at Charlie* Your little stunt made us look like a fucking joke! *combusts*
Angel Dust: *scoffs* No, no, no, babe. Jokes are funny! I made you look... uh, sad! *camera pans to Charlie* And pathetic! Like an orphan... with no arms... or legs... Oh! With progeria! *camera focuses back on him* Great! Now I'm bummed thinkin' about it! *starts looking around the limousine* This thing have any liquor?
