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Tittle:{"NO THANK YOU!!!"} Trolls 3 band together.
START FROM THE BEGINNING and make John dory very stubborn
START FROM THE BEGINNING!!!!!
make it funny.
After the disaster with Velvet and Venner, Floyd was pretty weak.. it was kind of a surprise he was able to perform... so after the performance, they(his brothers)had him resting and then the next day, straight to the doctors. All his brothers, except for Bruce who had to go back to Vacy island to take care of his kids and help his wife with the restaurant. When they arrived, Dr. MoonBloom was already there, dealing with another patient but then
(ADD DETAILS AND LOTS OF DIALOGUE)
attended them, after checking up on Floyd and giving him pain medicine, she asked if any one of them had any questions, and even asked if the rest were okay or maybe needed something, nope everyone said they were alright
"Do you other boys need something or are hurt?" "No." "Nope!" "No, thanks for asking" they replied.
, , but she noticed how Floyds smile started becoming more.. forced.. they were going to leave but then Floyd spoke up. "W-Well... John-" John sighed, interrupting him. "Floyd. C'mon it's just a cough.." he mumbled, "Well that's what you keep saying.. but it just sounds... bad.." he narrowed his eyes to the floor, his smile gone. "He's right John Dory." Said Clay, "...It seems like you're sick.. very.." He finished, only for Branch to turn to Dr.MoonBloom "..But he refuses to let us help him, insisting he's alright.". He crossed his arms and sends John Dory a look. He sighs. "Im fine!-" he starts coughing. "..As you were saying.."
They eventually convince him to get checked out, she's measuring his temperature and looks into medical history and she notices he never took his newborn shot.. which probably explains his coughing. So she turns to them and tells them. John Dory silently freaks out... Clay sighed...
oh yeah.. he's terrified of shots..
REMINDER FOR ALL THE STORY:LOTS OF DETAIL AND DIALOGUE..
Dr.Moonbloom said he needed to come back tomorrow to take it..
after they left and went back to the bunker, chaos erupted,
John Dory was freaking out...
"IM NOT TAKING IT."
"YOU HAVE T-"
"NOOOOOOOOO"
"JOHN-"
"CLAY YOU KNOW I HATE SHOTS!!!!!!!!"
"I DONT CARE YOU ARE GOING!!!"
"NO"
"YES
"NOOOOO"
"DONT MAKE ME CALL BRUCE!!!"
"CALL HIM, IM LITERARY THE OLDEST!! HE IS MY LITTLE BROTHER!!"
"YEAH BY LIKE FOUR YEARS!!"
"NOOOOO"
John Dory ran to his room and locked it, Clay sighed, took his bug phone out and called Bruce.
(Make the conversation up)
After that, Bruce traveled back to Pop village and went to the bunker.
Also they have tails so please add small motions of their tails like you know, Floyd is sad so make his tail droopy and sad.
"So..." stated Floyd.. "Whats--" "When we were younger, John Dory just... hated shots." interrupted Bruce. "Before you and Branch were born... I remember when John had to go to the doctor for a shot..." He sighed... "He was a total baby... we literally had to HOLD him down as he kicked and screamed.." Finished Clay.
Oh.
After that, they all went to sleep, hoping to get John Dory out in the morning...
The next morning, they needed Bruces help to picklock his lock to get the door open while arguing with John Dory.(They tried to talk to him but he just yelled back) Bruce, Clay and Branch had to... drag him. they dragged him out the brunker, struggling while he kicked and argued with them. Floyd only followed being too weak to handle John Dory like that, Some trolls started as THE oldest brother of BroZone was dragged to the doctor, others just ignored.
When they finally brought him in, Dr.Moonbloom had FOUR shots ready.
John Dory nearly fainted. (LOTS OF CONVERSATIONS AND STRUGGLE)
He started STRUGGLING and YELLING at his brothers to get him down, even screaming for Floyd,(HELP)
They had to hold him down hard as she used all shots while he screamed in pain. (John Dory hates them because for him- it really hurts, it feels like he's being stabbed but with a very tiny knife.)
After they were done, he bolted out the nurse pod and just ran away- his brothers staring at him as he ran with a long sigh.
"What and idiot.."
John dory:Late-30's. blue skin. He has forest green hair with black eyebrows, his eyes are a dark cyan, and a purple indigo nose.brown jacket with white fluffy part around his neck with brown dots. Charming, Kind, energetic for his age, weak-strong, funny, and just a humble old troll. And his tail really shows how he's feeling(it helps him express how he feels and you can tell how he feels by looking at it.) Dyslexic, ADHD, kinda schizophrenic from living in a dangerous trail for over 20 years and sometimes sees things that aren't there. and he's also pretty watchful and actually is missing an arm but his brothers dont know because he made a fake one and coverd it. will be revealed during the story. also the second shortest out of his brothers, even though he's the oldest. 5'2 inches tall because.. well he's a troll. He has a pet armadillo-bus-van named Rhonda. (she cant talk, she can only:Purr, growl, bark?, snarl... just noises..)
Bruce:Late-mid-30's. Blue skin, chubby, has a wife(Brandy)and lots of kids(12 sons, 1 daughter) also his wife and kids are literally giants.. his wife is a yellow and orange Vacaytioner with red braided hair tied into a bun with a pink hair tie, orange eye-shadows, and pink hoop earrings. She also wears a dark pink apron and sandals. dark purple nose, second oldest, Long-puffy-and lots of purple hair. vacy type stype. kind, fatherly instincts will be shown to his brothers and even John dory(who gets a little flustered because he's the oldest) kinda strict but laid-back. understanding. forgiving. most charming, and used to get all the trolldussy back then, pretty tall, 5'8 inches.(bc... they are trolls..)
Clay:Mid-30's, also blue skin, Dark lime green nose very skinny and has crazy long green-lime hair, serious, funny, mean to John dory(not for long) and isn't very forgiving.. loves books, green fit, tallest out of his siblings(6'2 inches.. bc they are trolls) and loves to tease everyone, especially John dory because he used to tease him when they were younger. third oldest.
Floyd:Early-30's, blue skin, pink-magenta hair with one white stripe(after velvet and venner),Dark pink-magenta nose. and his hair kinda covers his eyes, and is the most kindest, sensitive, worriedful. white earling on his right ear, no shirt, belt with dark brown shorts, fourth oldest. maybe branchs favorite brother, forgiving, shortest brother (5'1 inches--they are trolls...)
Branch:Early-mid-20's, grey-blueish skin, dark blue hair, Dark blue nose. youngest brother, grumpy, kinda mean, kind, smart, helpful, not that forgiving, third tallest(5'7 inches-they are trolls), girlfriend:Poppy, queen of trolls, very energetic, pinky troll. outfit:the leaf vest Floyd gave him the day they left, brown shorts. paranoid, Autistic, overprotective.
And yes, ALL trolls have tails.
Add lots of dialogue everywhere..
Ages when the band broke up:
John Dory:17
Spruce(Bruce):13
Clay:12
Floyd:11
Branch:1
START FROM THE BEGINNING and make John dory very stubborn
START FROM THE BEGINNING!!!!!
make it funny.
After the disaster with Velvet and Venner, Floyd was pretty weak.. it was kind of a surprise he was able to perform... so after the performance, they(his brothers)had him resting and then the next day, straight to the doctors. All his brothers, except for Bruce who had to go back to Vacy island to take care of his kids and help his wife with the restaurant. When they arrived, Dr. MoonBloom was already there, dealing with another patient but then
(ADD DETAILS AND LOTS OF DIALOGUE)
attended them, after checking up on Floyd and giving him pain medicine, she asked if any one of them had any questions, and even asked if the rest were okay or maybe needed something, nope everyone said they were alright
"Do you other boys need something or are hurt?" "No." "Nope!" "No, thanks for asking" they replied.
, , but she noticed how Floyds smile started becoming more.. forced.. they were going to leave but then Floyd spoke up. "W-Well... John-" John sighed, interrupting him. "Floyd. C'mon it's just a cough.." he mumbled, "Well that's what you keep saying.. but it just sounds... bad.." he narrowed his eyes to the floor, his smile gone. "He's right John Dory." Said Clay, "...It seems like you're sick.. very.." He finished, only for Branch to turn to Dr.MoonBloom "..But he refuses to let us help him, insisting he's alright.". He crossed his arms and sends John Dory a look. He sighs. "Im fine!-" he starts coughing. "..As you were saying.."
They eventually convince him to get checked out, she's measuring his temperature and looks into medical history and she notices he never took his newborn shot.. which probably explains his coughing. So she turns to them and tells them. John Dory silently freaks out... Clay sighed...
oh yeah.. he's terrified of shots..
REMINDER FOR ALL THE STORY:LOTS OF DETAIL AND DIALOGUE..
Dr.Moonbloom said he needed to come back tomorrow to take it..
after they left and went back to the bunker, chaos erupted,
John Dory was freaking out...
"IM NOT TAKING IT."
"YOU HAVE T-"
"NOOOOOOOOO"
"JOHN-"
"CLAY YOU KNOW I HATE SHOTS!!!!!!!!"
"I DONT CARE YOU ARE GOING!!!"
"NO"
"YES
"NOOOOO"
"DONT MAKE ME CALL BRUCE!!!"
"CALL HIM, IM LITERARY THE OLDEST!! HE IS MY LITTLE BROTHER!!"
"YEAH BY LIKE FOUR YEARS!!"
"NOOOOO"
John Dory ran to his room and locked it, Clay sighed, took his bug phone out and called Bruce.
(Make the conversation up)
After that, Bruce traveled back to Pop village and went to the bunker.
Also they have tails so please add small motions of their tails like you know, Floyd is sad so make his tail droopy and sad.
"So..." stated Floyd.. "Whats--" "When we were younger, John Dory just... hated shots." interrupted Bruce. "Before you and Branch were born... I remember when John had to go to the doctor for a shot..." He sighed... "He was a total baby... we literally had to HOLD him down as he kicked and screamed.." Finished Clay.
Oh.
After that, they all went to sleep, hoping to get John Dory out in the morning...
The next morning, they needed Bruces help to picklock his lock to get the door open while arguing with John Dory.(They tried to talk to him but he just yelled back) Bruce, Clay and Branch had to... drag him. they dragged him out the brunker, struggling while he kicked and argued with them. Floyd only followed being too weak to handle John Dory like that, Some trolls started as THE oldest brother of BroZone was dragged to the doctor, others just ignored.
When they finally brought him in, Dr.Moonbloom had FOUR shots ready.
John Dory nearly fainted. (LOTS OF CONVERSATIONS AND STRUGGLE)
He started STRUGGLING and YELLING at his brothers to get him down, even screaming for Floyd,(HELP)
They had to hold him down hard as she used all shots while he screamed in pain. (John Dory hates them because for him- it really hurts, it feels like he's being stabbed but with a very tiny knife.)
After they were done, he bolted out the nurse pod and just ran away- his brothers staring at him as he ran with a long sigh.
"What and idiot.."
John dory:Late-30's. blue skin. He has forest green hair with black eyebrows, his eyes are a dark cyan, and a purple indigo nose.brown jacket with white fluffy part around his neck with brown dots. Charming, Kind, energetic for his age, weak-strong, funny, and just a humble old troll. And his tail really shows how he's feeling(it helps him express how he feels and you can tell how he feels by looking at it.) Dyslexic, ADHD, kinda schizophrenic from living in a dangerous trail for over 20 years and sometimes sees things that aren't there. and he's also pretty watchful and actually is missing an arm but his brothers dont know because he made a fake one and coverd it. will be revealed during the story. also the second shortest out of his brothers, even though he's the oldest. 5'2 inches tall because.. well he's a troll. He has a pet armadillo-bus-van named Rhonda. (she cant talk, she can only:Purr, growl, bark?, snarl... just noises..)
Bruce:Late-mid-30's. Blue skin, chubby, has a wife(Brandy)and lots of kids(12 sons, 1 daughter) also his wife and kids are literally giants.. his wife is a yellow and orange Vacaytioner with red braided hair tied into a bun with a pink hair tie, orange eye-shadows, and pink hoop earrings. She also wears a dark pink apron and sandals. dark purple nose, second oldest, Long-puffy-and lots of purple hair. vacy type stype. kind, fatherly instincts will be shown to his brothers and even John dory(who gets a little flustered because he's the oldest) kinda strict but laid-back. understanding. forgiving. most charming, and used to get all the trolldussy back then, pretty tall, 5'8 inches.(bc... they are trolls..)
Clay:Mid-30's, also blue skin, Dark lime green nose very skinny and has crazy long green-lime hair, serious, funny, mean to John dory(not for long) and isn't very forgiving.. loves books, green fit, tallest out of his siblings(6'2 inches.. bc they are trolls) and loves to tease everyone, especially John dory because he used to tease him when they were younger. third oldest.
Floyd:Early-30's, blue skin, pink-magenta hair with one white stripe(after velvet and venner),Dark pink-magenta nose. and his hair kinda covers his eyes, and is the most kindest, sensitive, worriedful. white earling on his right ear, no shirt, belt with dark brown shorts, fourth oldest. maybe branchs favorite brother, forgiving, shortest brother (5'1 inches--they are trolls...)
Branch:Early-mid-20's, grey-blueish skin, dark blue hair, Dark blue nose. youngest brother, grumpy, kinda mean, kind, smart, helpful, not that forgiving, third tallest(5'7 inches-they are trolls), girlfriend:Poppy, queen of trolls, very energetic, pinky troll. outfit:the leaf vest Floyd gave him the day they left, brown shorts. paranoid, Autistic, overprotective.
And yes, ALL trolls have tails.
Add lots of dialogue everywhere..
Ages when the band broke up:
John Dory:17
Spruce(Bruce):13
Clay:12
Floyd:11
Branch:1
Answers
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**Title: "NO THANK YOU!!!" - Trolls 3 Band Together**
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**Setting: The Bunker near Pop Village**
*The morning sun filtered through the small windows of the troll bunker, casting an early glow on the ruckus within. Floyd was curled up on a makeshift bed, his tail drooping sadly behind him, while Clay stood glaring at John Dory, who had barricaded himself in his room.*
"IM NOT TAKING IT!" John Dory’s voice echoed through the bunker, a mix of desperation and stubbornness.
"You HAVE to!" Clay shot back, his hands on his hips, revealing his lime-green nose twitching with frustration.
"NOOOOOOOOO!"
Clay rolled his eyes. "John, c'mon! It’s just a little shot!"
"JOHN," Floyd called weakly from his corner, attempting encouragement despite his own distress. "It’s not like they’re going to turn you into a minion or something."
"WHY DOES EVERYONE THINK I WANT TO BE A MINION?!" John bellowed back.
Branch, sitting in the corner with his arms crossed, pointed out, "He might as well be one with how stubborn he’s acting." His dark blue eyes narrowed. "What have you got against keeping healthy, John Dory? Are you part troll, part rebel?"
John’s tail flicked angrily. "Maybe I like not being healthy! Maybe it gives me character!"
Clay huffed. "Such character—being the oldest brother but the most scared of a little needle!"
"I’M LITERALLY THE OLDEST!" John yelled, sounding more defensive than proud.
"Yeah, by like four years!" Clay shot back.
Just then, John’s brow furrowed as he seized on an idea. "You wouldn’t call Bruce on me!"
"Don’t make me CALL BRUCE!!!" Clay threatened, already pulling out his bug phone.
"GO AHEAD! CALL HIM! I’M STILL OLDER!" John shrieked, but the panic in his voice rang clear.
Clay pressed a button, and the call connected. "Bruce! Get back here. We need backup for a hostage situation... John Dory's refusing a shot again."
---
**Time Skip: Outside the Bunker**
*Minutes later, Bruce arrived, his size contrasting with the tiny bunker doorframe. His presence instantly filled the room with a mix of care and authority.*
"What’s going on?" he asked, his chubby physique blocking the light, casting a shadow over John’s makeshift fortress.
"He won’t come out!" Clay complained, arms crossed in frustration.
"Let me handle this," Bruce said, his voice dripping with a comforting yet commanding tone. "John, we need you to come out. I promise, it isn’t as bad as you think."
Silence reigned for a moment until John’s muffled voice broke through. "You don’t understand! It hurts! Like being stabbed by a tiny, evil knife!"
"John Dory," Bruce started, laughter bubbling beneath the surface, "remember when we were kids, and you were the absolute champion of overreacting?"
Floyd nodded, his tail twitching curiously. "Yeah! Like that time he thought a bubble hurt him."
"I STILL have scars from that bubble!" John protested dramatically.
Clay smirked, "From where? Your nonexistent muscles?"
Bruce chuckled, "What we actually had to do was hold you down under a massive pile of pillows."
John’s indignation transformed into reluctance as he muttered, "And you still bring it up?!"
"You know why? Because it’s hilarious!" Bruce continued. "Now get out here!"
---
**Inside the Doctor's Office**
*Eventually, after a series of dragging, shouting, and attempts at negotiation, they managed to haul John Dory into Dr. MoonBloom’s office. The air buzzed with tension.*
Dr. MoonBloom greeted them, clipboard in hand. "Good morning, gentlemen! Ready for your shots today, John?"
John’s eyes went wide as saucers. "How many?"
"Just four!" Dr. MoonBloom said cheerfully, but to John’s horror, her smile grew too wide for comfort.
The sound of John’s sharp intake of breath filled the room. He gawked at her, tail stiffening in fear, "FOUR?! Are you trying to double the size of my tail with that many shots?!"
"Relax," Branch chimed in sarcastically. "It’s just a test for the Baby Troll Awards. I hear they give you a trophy."
"I don’t want a trophy! I want to leave!" John yelled, a hint of a whine creeping into his voice.
As he tried to bolt for the exit, Clay grabbed the back of John’s jacket. "Come on, you’re not getting out of this that easily. I’ll hold you down if I have to!"
Bruce chimed in, "And don’t forget, you have a reputation to maintain. You could be the toughest oldest brother or... the bubble champion."
Despite himself, John snickered. "Can we just not...?"
---
*Once the shots started, John was a whirlwind of thrashing limbs and cries.*
"It feels like little fairies are stabbing me! Tiny, mean fairies! HELP ME, FLOYD!" John wailed, even as his brothers had him pinned down.
With a sigh, Floyd, who could barely keep steady himself, replied, "Sorry, buddy! I’m too weak!" His tail hung low.
“STOP MOVING, JOHN!” Clay yelled, one arm twisted around John’s waist.
“I HATE THIS!” John screamed. “I WAS BORN TO HATE SHOTS! BACK IN MY DAY—”
Finally, after what felt like eons, it was over. John bolted from the nurse's station, panting and wild-eyed, as his brothers looked at each other in disbelief.
“What an idiot,” Branch muttered, rolling his eyes.
“He’ll be back,” Bruce said reassuringly. “He just needs to take a breather.”
Floyd, still slumped against a wall, whispered, “But seriously, that was like watching a fish fight a tornado…”
Dr. MoonBloom laughed, “Well, now you can say John Dory survived the Great Shot Disaster of 2023! Save this for the history books!”
---
*Somehow, they all knew this would become a legendary tale to share around a campfire someday, especially with John Dory at the center of it all—like a true champion and the oldest, despite his stubbornness.*
---
**Setting: The Bunker near Pop Village**
*The morning sun filtered through the small windows of the troll bunker, casting an early glow on the ruckus within. Floyd was curled up on a makeshift bed, his tail drooping sadly behind him, while Clay stood glaring at John Dory, who had barricaded himself in his room.*
"IM NOT TAKING IT!" John Dory’s voice echoed through the bunker, a mix of desperation and stubbornness.
"You HAVE to!" Clay shot back, his hands on his hips, revealing his lime-green nose twitching with frustration.
"NOOOOOOOOO!"
Clay rolled his eyes. "John, c'mon! It’s just a little shot!"
"JOHN," Floyd called weakly from his corner, attempting encouragement despite his own distress. "It’s not like they’re going to turn you into a minion or something."
"WHY DOES EVERYONE THINK I WANT TO BE A MINION?!" John bellowed back.
Branch, sitting in the corner with his arms crossed, pointed out, "He might as well be one with how stubborn he’s acting." His dark blue eyes narrowed. "What have you got against keeping healthy, John Dory? Are you part troll, part rebel?"
John’s tail flicked angrily. "Maybe I like not being healthy! Maybe it gives me character!"
Clay huffed. "Such character—being the oldest brother but the most scared of a little needle!"
"I’M LITERALLY THE OLDEST!" John yelled, sounding more defensive than proud.
"Yeah, by like four years!" Clay shot back.
Just then, John’s brow furrowed as he seized on an idea. "You wouldn’t call Bruce on me!"
"Don’t make me CALL BRUCE!!!" Clay threatened, already pulling out his bug phone.
"GO AHEAD! CALL HIM! I’M STILL OLDER!" John shrieked, but the panic in his voice rang clear.
Clay pressed a button, and the call connected. "Bruce! Get back here. We need backup for a hostage situation... John Dory's refusing a shot again."
---
**Time Skip: Outside the Bunker**
*Minutes later, Bruce arrived, his size contrasting with the tiny bunker doorframe. His presence instantly filled the room with a mix of care and authority.*
"What’s going on?" he asked, his chubby physique blocking the light, casting a shadow over John’s makeshift fortress.
"He won’t come out!" Clay complained, arms crossed in frustration.
"Let me handle this," Bruce said, his voice dripping with a comforting yet commanding tone. "John, we need you to come out. I promise, it isn’t as bad as you think."
Silence reigned for a moment until John’s muffled voice broke through. "You don’t understand! It hurts! Like being stabbed by a tiny, evil knife!"
"John Dory," Bruce started, laughter bubbling beneath the surface, "remember when we were kids, and you were the absolute champion of overreacting?"
Floyd nodded, his tail twitching curiously. "Yeah! Like that time he thought a bubble hurt him."
"I STILL have scars from that bubble!" John protested dramatically.
Clay smirked, "From where? Your nonexistent muscles?"
Bruce chuckled, "What we actually had to do was hold you down under a massive pile of pillows."
John’s indignation transformed into reluctance as he muttered, "And you still bring it up?!"
"You know why? Because it’s hilarious!" Bruce continued. "Now get out here!"
---
**Inside the Doctor's Office**
*Eventually, after a series of dragging, shouting, and attempts at negotiation, they managed to haul John Dory into Dr. MoonBloom’s office. The air buzzed with tension.*
Dr. MoonBloom greeted them, clipboard in hand. "Good morning, gentlemen! Ready for your shots today, John?"
John’s eyes went wide as saucers. "How many?"
"Just four!" Dr. MoonBloom said cheerfully, but to John’s horror, her smile grew too wide for comfort.
The sound of John’s sharp intake of breath filled the room. He gawked at her, tail stiffening in fear, "FOUR?! Are you trying to double the size of my tail with that many shots?!"
"Relax," Branch chimed in sarcastically. "It’s just a test for the Baby Troll Awards. I hear they give you a trophy."
"I don’t want a trophy! I want to leave!" John yelled, a hint of a whine creeping into his voice.
As he tried to bolt for the exit, Clay grabbed the back of John’s jacket. "Come on, you’re not getting out of this that easily. I’ll hold you down if I have to!"
Bruce chimed in, "And don’t forget, you have a reputation to maintain. You could be the toughest oldest brother or... the bubble champion."
Despite himself, John snickered. "Can we just not...?"
---
*Once the shots started, John was a whirlwind of thrashing limbs and cries.*
"It feels like little fairies are stabbing me! Tiny, mean fairies! HELP ME, FLOYD!" John wailed, even as his brothers had him pinned down.
With a sigh, Floyd, who could barely keep steady himself, replied, "Sorry, buddy! I’m too weak!" His tail hung low.
“STOP MOVING, JOHN!” Clay yelled, one arm twisted around John’s waist.
“I HATE THIS!” John screamed. “I WAS BORN TO HATE SHOTS! BACK IN MY DAY—”
Finally, after what felt like eons, it was over. John bolted from the nurse's station, panting and wild-eyed, as his brothers looked at each other in disbelief.
“What an idiot,” Branch muttered, rolling his eyes.
“He’ll be back,” Bruce said reassuringly. “He just needs to take a breather.”
Floyd, still slumped against a wall, whispered, “But seriously, that was like watching a fish fight a tornado…”
Dr. MoonBloom laughed, “Well, now you can say John Dory survived the Great Shot Disaster of 2023! Save this for the history books!”
---
*Somehow, they all knew this would become a legendary tale to share around a campfire someday, especially with John Dory at the center of it all—like a true champion and the oldest, despite his stubbornness.*