GGP: Japanese Tea Garden
Hroddekiong fades onto the screen, drinking from a coffee cup with another in his off hand, full of dry looking biscuits. “Mmm… Hello again viewers.” His voice barely above a whisper as he addresses the camera. “Today, We are in the Japanese tea garden, and out of respect we shall be trying to remain relatively quiet and respectful as we explore how fluffies that have invaded this part of the park, survive.”
Walking down a path in the relatively empty area. "We managed to get a private gadabout this section as to not disturb the other park-goers. Some rules are a bit different, Some rules were made by the management team themselves and the public as to both maintain the population of the fluffies and the condition of the tea garden. Look! over there, this paths ‘Shogun’."
As the Camera Panned over to a long furred fluff, oddly enough dressed in a small Kimono. “Now, Fluffies are free to enter and leave the JTG as they see fit, but only after being told some rules. first and foremost, they must be silent. Secondly, any bathroom business must be done in designated areas. Lastly and maybe most cruely depending on how you view it, any family units can not exceed 4 fluffs.” Silently following the colorful fluff, white mane with a cyan base coat, it’s hair has been done up into a ponytail.
“Now, this male is this paths Shogun… or Samurai. They uphold the rules for living in this area. They gain this position as a sign of trust from the maintenance crew, the clothing and hair are merely to keep within theme. But it also grants them some protection From parkgoers. After making a family within the Garden Limits the are snipped to stop further breeding… After the Fluffy Family picks their chosen 2 children, on grounds of Being kicked out, should they refuse. any and all Fluffs you see that are dressed are protected and not to be touched. you may However, Do this.”
Quickly walking in front of the fluff and making Eye contact, giving a slight bow, and receiving a Bow in turn. taking two of the treats from the paper cup and slipping them into the Shofluff’s kimono pocket. “…Not quite a smarty… just well trained… Now then, what happens when certain fluffs… act up? we’ll be walking around and hopefully we’ll find some rule breakers to show you the proper procedure for punishment.” The camera fading to black yet again for Commercial.
“Ah, Here we go. Some free entertainment.” A wandering Fluff Family can be seen traveling up the path, a Father, Mother and 5 foals, talking and some were walking and they were already causing a ruckus. tearing away at a floral bush.
“Fwuffeh am bestest Daddeh!, find specuwl fwen and babbehs nue Homsies!” The emaciated Male was showing some signs of smarty syndrome, but that isn’t what’s important. What was important is the group of 5 full grown Local Fluffs rolling up on the family, a “Welcome” Party. The same Shofluff from earlier leading the well dressed Group.
Shofluff: “Ecksuze Fwuffy, ou am bweakin da rooz.” a Calm opening to try and solve the situation peacefully. For Simplicity’s sake, the wandering Fluffs will be called Ronin fluffs.
Papa Ronin: “Rooz? Fwuffie no cawe bou Rooz! dis am Fwuffies nue Homsies! an Ou dummie fwuffies! … Dummiw wiewd fwuffies… can stiww join hewd.”
Shofluff: “Dewe am rooz so fwuffies get nummies fwom Hummies, ou no fowwow rooz, ou hafta weave.”
Mama Ronin: “Hummie nummies? wut am rooz?”
Papa Ronin: “Shuddahp dummeh! bestest daddeh got dis… but wut am rooz?”
Shofluff: “Fwuffie hafto be shushies, tu much noises make Hummies mad. fwuffies must nu num fwowas, dey am to wook at. Fwuffies can hab onwy 2 babbehs… an ou hav tu tu manies awweady… hav tu make sum weave.”
Papa Ronin: “…Nu.”
Papa Ronin: “Fwuffie nu hafta wisten tu dummeh fwuffs wik ou… fwowas and gud nummies, nu need Hummie nums.”
Shofluff: “Den Fwuffy hafto ask ou tu weave gawden… ou nu can num da fwowas or udda fwuffies no get Hummie nums.”
Papa Ronin: “Den odda dummie fwuffs num fwowas tu, easy!”
With an exhausted sigh the shofluff looked around and bowed towards Hroddekiong. “Can 'ou be Spectater?”
Hroddekiong: “I’d be honored. Do you mind if I explain what’s happening to my viewers?” Pointing to the camera
Shofluff: “…be fwuffie guest?” Not entirely sure what the fluff Hrodde was talking about. but he had his own little things to focus on. The Camera-man panning back to Hroddekiong as the Fluffies began making something, the Shofluff guiding his future opponent into the bushes to… relieve themselves.
Hrodde: “So, much like Fluffies in the wild, territorial disputes are settled through combat. but thanks to the Influence of the visitors and the Garden crew, it’s evolved into a kind of Blood sport… based on Sumo wrestling.” The camera panning back to other 4 Fluffies that came with the Shofluff… the Fluffurai? Think of them as equivalent to toughies that follow a Smartie… except not assholes.
The all pulled a piece of chalk from each others Kimonos and drew a rough circle… it was half decent, not perfect… but what do you expect of fluffies? Soon enough the Shofluff and Ronin father returned and the Shofluff began to explain the rules for this bout. For sake of ease, subtitles have been added.
The Human spectator shall announce the beginning of the match.
A fluffy loses when they are either pushed out of the ring or knocked onto their back.
Should the Ronin win, they may stay without resistance from the Fluffies. Though if the Humans take issue, that’s between the Ronin and them.
Should the Shofluff win, the Ronin and his family must leave.
The Ronin may take the challenge as many times as they like… but for each attempt they must forfeit a foal to the Fluffurai.
Should the Ronin attempt to stay even after the loss or reject the competition. The Ronin family will be beaten by the shofluff and Fluffurai. Until forever sleepies or they are chased out.
The Ronin only paid half attention, wanting to fight this challenging weird fluff and be on his way to making a nest.
Papa ronin: “yea yea wa-ebah, fwuffies fite nao?”
Shofluff: “Hummie? mae fwuffies pwoseed?”
Hroddekiong: “Hm? oh uh… Hajime?”
Papa Ronin: “Wha?”
The shofluff was familiar with the starting call and immediately hoofed the Ronin in the face, sending the fool reeling and screeching in pain, tears in his eyes, looking up just in time for a full fluffy powered donkey kick to the face. Tumbling out of the ring in tears, bleeding from it’s nose and mouth as teeth fell out. The shofluff returned to his line and waited for the yowling Papa ronin to stop blubbering.
Papa Ronin: " Ou Dummie fwuff! ou’ cheatsies!" choking his complaints out through broken teeth. it got back up and started charging toward the shofluff, until Hrodde’s leg blocked him.
Hrodde: “Ah ah ah… you know the rules.”
The papa ronin still full of rage turned back to his foals and picked up a dark green foal, the runt of the litter. Putting it down by the Fluffurai. One of them stepped forward, a similar shade of green and picked it up by the scruff. It was lucky, seemingly being adopted on the spot. the Mother fluff sisn’t seem to mind… more nums for her pretty babies. The Papa returned to his line.
Papa Ronin: “Stawt da fite dummeh hoomin…” Rage in it’s eyes, ready for revenge.
Hroddekiong: “Wow… rude… Hajime.”
This time the Ronin reared up high and waited for the Shofluff to charge… which it already had, tackling the Ronin low and knocking it onto it’s back with a meaty thud.
P.R: "SCREEEEEEEEE! CHEATSIES! OU’ AM CHEATSIES!" Hrodde being a Merciful soul rolled it back over and nodded back to the ronin’s children… The ronin returned and with a great deal more hesitation, dragged a Pale almost piss yellow foal over, getting back in the ring. Much like the first it was adopted into one of the Fluffurai’s family. Though with some distance… more likely to be a servant than a true adoption.
Hroddekiong: “You have spirit I’ll give you that… Hajime.”
This round was much slower to unfurl, the ronin was wary of the shofluff, backing up as it stepped forward… all the way out of the ring… like an idiot
Hroddekiong: “And that is Point Shofluff, you stepped out of the ring…”
Papa Ronin: “Wha?” Looking back down to see the chalk line… He looked back to his children and his special friend… instead of dragging another foal it quickly charged forward trying to catch the returning Shofluff from behind. instead recieving another Donkey kick to the face, bone shattering as it’s jaw now hung loose. Screeching echoing from it’s open maw from the pain, it’s special friend running over to check onhim, the other foals falling off her back.
Mama Ronin: “Speshul fwen? neee Huggies?” Unaware of the Fluffurai rounding the sumo circle and lining up at the children.
Shofluff: “Ou hab diswespected da wing… as suchies, ou will wose ou’ Babbehs.”
nodding to the fluffurai as the each put a hoof gently on the backs of the talking foals.
Shofluff: “Fwuffies aww hab dey babbehs, an nu needies more…” Giving another nod to the fluffurai who all slowly added pressure to the foals, begging and shouts of pain emmiting from the babies. slowly and methodically, the tips of their hooves at the base of the necks until… POP! heads either breaking open or seperating from the spine as they babbies lay limp breathing their last. The shofluff approaching the Papa Ronin and stomping repeatedly on the defeated schlumps testicles. new shouts of pain with each stomp. The mummah running over to her bestest babbeh, Picking up it’s dying child and running away… as fast as it’s little feet could, the fluffurai joined the Shofluff and continuing the absolutely brutal beating.
Hroddekiong: “…Oh… wow… uh… jeez that’s a bit over… Ya know what? uhm… I think that’ll be all for today.” Wincing as a particularly brutal stomp sent an eye rolling his way “Damn…”
(Okay. Again… I’m gonna stop writing Fluffy stuff for a while after I finish GGP. so open invitation to other Flufcom members to take up the mantle… I think Mama Ronin has potential for a revenge story? returning to try and avenge her bestest. If you are wondering what I am Writing nowadays. You can find me on r/HFY I’m writing about Chefs in space… good luck, ping me here if you think you find me.)