cartoonygothica

(aka: The Funky Phantom Meets the Impossibles) One clear day, a lettuce-green dune-buggy, called the Looney Duney, drove down the highway, and one of its occupants, a 200-year-old ghost named Sir Johnathan Wellington “Mudsy” Muddlemore, appeared pensive about the latest destination. “My, this city seems so large…” he mused, petting his feline companion, Boo. “I feel so small, tiny, even.” “It’s not called Empire City, for nothing.” the muscular brunette teen, Augie Anderson, replied. “Empire City?” Mudsy perked up. “Hmm, that explains it.” “I can only imagine what goes on, in this city.” the blonde teen, April Stewart, mused. “Looking at the size of it,” the redhead teen, Skip Gilroy, guessed. “A lot of stuff happens, here.” “Way to use those brains, simpleton.” Augie scoffed. As the teens chatted, Mudsy wore a small frown; while he’d gotten used to his teen friends constantly arguing, ever since joining them, the cautious ghost still wished for some way for the three of them to