Postby Zilch » Thu Feb 26, 2004 1:59 pm
Act 1, Scene 8
Conversational Skills(also...Zilch hits on Melody Maker)
(The GRG is mearching to war. In the meantime, they make small talk.)
Zilch: So...you're not a girl? Are you sure?
MelMak: VERY sure.
Zilch: You're too hot to be a guy.
MelMak: (stops and faces Zilch) For the last time...I...
(waits for Zilch to digest this)
MelkMak: ...am...
(another digestion pause)
MelMak: ...a...
(Zilch is getting full...)
MelMak: MAN! Do you understand me?
Zilch: (nods) Perfectly...so...what're you doing tomorrow night?
(Da Rabid Duckie and Ekul(AKA the Maurauding Maniac) are having a stimulating conversation...)
DRD: I like explosives.
Ekul: I like to spam boards up with meaningless phrases while watching endless Homestar Runner marathons.
(Duckie looks disgusted)
DRD: ...get a life, kid...
(There are more conversations like these, but hey were boring, unimportant things, like how they were going to rescue Calbhach and all that crap, so I'm sure you don't want to hear that...anyway...they arrive at the old abandoned K-Mart hideout..then again...you usually can't tell if a K-Mart is deserted or not...they outline their battle plans...)
Act 1, Scene 9
Damsel in Distress?(also...Falling Angels and Debates)
Spencer: Okay, lessee here...(draws line in dirt) this is K-Mart, and this (draws dots outside of line) is us. We need to get in(draws arrows from dots to past the line) here. Any questions?
(Duckie covers Zilch's mouth, Kirakira mumbles something about the flammibility of ramen noodles, ShrioiHikari thinks about dancing bananas)
Spencer: Good. CHARRRRRGGGGEEEE!!
(They race to the entrance. Kirakira arrives first, pulling on the door)
Kirakira: AHH!! It's locked!(she looks at door, labeled PUSH)...oh...oops...
(They charge in, only to find themselves outnumbered 15000 to 1. Kefka strides through, looking quite smug.)
Kekfa: Abdicate or expire!
(The Guild members look confused. Kefka tries a different approach.)
Kefka: Snooze or lose!
(The GRG scratches their collective head.)
Kefka: (slaps forehead) Must I resort to cliche? *sigh*...SURRENDER OR DIE!
(The Guild members brighten in recollection)
GRG: Ooooohhh....
Drix: Wait! Before this happens, let me say something.
Kefka: Can't I just kill you?
Drix: Well, you could, but not without great loss of life on your end. I propose...(insert zoom-in on face backed my speed lines)...a battle of wits...A DEBATE!
Kefka: About what?
Drix: Hate.
Kefka: ...aw...heck, why not? But what's in it if I win?
Drix: You get to kill us.
Kefka: And if you win?
Drix: We kick your demonic bums all around the toy section.
Kefka: Very well, I agree. Pour the wine!
(everyone looks at Kefka strangely)
Kefka: So I'm a Princess Bride fan, so what? Let's get started!
(Suddenly they are in a debate room, complete with dual pulpits.)
Kefka: Hate is a horrible thing(well, not to me cause I'm a demon, but...that's beside the point). It drives people insane, and drives people to road rage, homicides, and to take out people in front of them in Wal-Mart lines.
Drix: Hate, though often misguided can be a motivator of a frightful source. Correctly applied, and with the right mindset and attitude, Even an emotion/status rating such as Hate can be a good thing. ...I mean after all, even God hates things. Example, Divorce. Given the kind of damage such a thing renders tward those involved one can fully understand. Again, one of those things it's good to hate.
Kefka:...well...umm...you're stupid...and stinky...
Spencer: I think we have a winner...
(Kefka assembles his forces.)
Kefka: But we still outnumber you hopelessly.
(The demonic hordes close in, but their advance is interuppt by two bright lights, followed by a WAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!KEERRRRRSSSPPLLLAAATTT!! Saint Kevin and Cephas, AKA The Apostle or St. Peter, appear in a tangle.)
St. Kevin: Get offa me, you misguided etheral missile, you!
Cephas: You got in my way, you heavenly bumturd!
(The two otherworldly warriors-turned-squabblers look around.)
St. Kevin: I believe we should focus on the task at hand...
Cephas: But we WILL continue this discussion later...
(They join the ranks of the Guild. Demons are heard muttering...)
Demon #36421: Aw, crap, we only outnumber them 15000 to 3 now.
Demon #42136: We're gonna die...
(The battle begins with furor. The warrior saints lead the charge into the demonic ranks, hewing all in their path. Zilch, Spencer, and Kirakira cut through the left flank using a combination of Gunblade, cutlass, and supersonic ramen noodles. Duckie takes out 500 or so with a well-placed land mine. Suddenly, Drix notices Calbhach tied to an old blue-light special sign. He races for her, destroying all in his path.)
Drix: I'm coming, Calbhach! (He jumps Matrix-style with longsword ready, time slows...thumpthump..........thumpthump..............time speeds up as he slices through the ropes binding her.)
Calbh: Thanks...
Drix: (while disemboweling a hordemember) Can someone get her weapon?
Duckie: Sure! Catch!
(Duckie tosses her a grenade...)
Calbh: Um...there's something funny about this grenade...AHHH!! THE PIN'S BEEN PULLED! EVERYBODY RUNNN!!!!!
(The Guild members make a tactical retreat, with Calbhach watching the back of the small group. She tosses the grenade behind her. In a panic, Kefka's forces try to get out. They push on the door.)
Demon #123425: They locked it!
(The demons notice the PULL label...but not in time...)
(really cool and really loud K-Mart explosion noise)
Uh-oh! Your sig have started to move! -- MOES.I suppose you could find females attracted to you if you stop being bad at flirting. -MSP