Experiences of a 137

all we do is wear flippy shirts, have big colored legs, give strategy orders, have edgy/philosophical names, multitoon, eat hot chip and lie

realizing that some of these things are just high toon/skilled toon things and you really aren’t that special

using toonup more as a stun with alts/friends instead of a heal

“how long did fishing take?” “how long did racing take?” “how long did golfing take?” “how long did bossbot take?” “how long did maxing take?” etc.

yes, infamously parking by the cbhq doors so we can tp on our alts

inactive friends logging in for the first time in forever and whispering you “omg when did you max?? congrats!”

is the final result of staying up ‘til 3 am while sipping coffee like your life depends on it and wanting to rage quit when sound keeps missing in the fifth back nine of the night

being a chaotic good queen/king whenever controlling a ton of toons to help fill up a group

“toontown is so boring and grindy” *continues to keep playing and aiming for 137 again*

having a strategy for nearly every situation you can think of but failing to properly communicate it

having a squad of other 137s but not for exclusive or shallow reasons

getting obsessed with toontown and crazily grinding for 5+ hours a day on our other toons until we just don’t touch the game for months

multi toon controller, multi toon controller, & more multi toon controller

feeling accomplished for a day or two until you just feel kinda sad that the journey’s over and have nothing to do so you make a new toon