Post by Lorpius Prime on Aug 16, 2004 22:39:42 GMT -5
Bursting at the Seams--Act I
Icarus Hicks, Cho Yamakazi, James Welthammer, Sherif Tian-yi Adams, Chan Lee, David Weathers, and Marcus Johnston are sitting at a table in a bar.
Marcus: [tapping a glass with a fork] Good afternoon, everybody, I've called you all here to--
Cho: [half-opens eyes] Wait, where are we again?
Marcus: We're still in the bar, Cho.
Cho: Huh? You better not be funting with me, or I'll magick your ass, yeah...hey, you got any stuff?
Marcus: Er...no. As I was saying, I've called you all here because I find myself disappointed in your performance in the story so far.
Hicks: Performance?! What do you think this is, a game?
Marcus: Yes.
Hicks: I'll have you know, young man, that this is a war! Emperor Chiang--
Chan Lee: [turning into a werewolf] Raaaawwwwrrr! I'll kill him!
Marcus: Order! Now listen people, I don't want to hear excuses. If we're going to continue here, you have to start taking this seriously.
Hicks: M. Johnston, I assure you that--
Marcus: Oh come on, Doctor Hicks, you're as bad as any of them. There, what are you drinking?
Hicks: Er...I'm not drinking anything, what's this about?
Marcus: That's the problem! "Not drinking anything". If you want to keep that photographic memory of yours, I expect at least a gallon of coffee consumption daily, I haven't seen a single cup for weeks!
Hicks: Oh, but I'm travelling.
Marcus: No excuse! The function of your brain depends on regular caffeine infusion.
Hicks: [Rolls up his sleeve] No, I mean I don't drink coffee when I'm about, I devised a direct intravenous-caffeine drip device for when I can't get to a StarWok's.
Marcus: Right...I guess that's ok, but you need to mention things like that.
Hicks: Well, I was planning to kill a couple ImpSec spies with it in episode four, but we haven't gotten there yet.
Marcus: Gah! That's another thing, I wasn't kidding when I said we need to cut back on the ImpSec spies, they're not the only baddies the Middle Kingdom has.
Weathers: But I can still force 'em out the airlocks, right?
Welthammer: That's it! [Slams down his Yangtze River Pirate] Copyright Violation! Intellectual Property Theft! dangit, Marcus, I can't stand this any longer. Please restrain this man.
Weathers: What? What'd I do?
Welthammer: You, sir, are an impostor! I spaced the imps, that's my MO. I was the story's ship-captain. But then you have to come along, steal my position, steal my executions, steal my region of space, steal my bloody last initial! Marcus, you cannot let this continue!
Weathers: Stole your last initial?! You're out of your mind. As an officer of the Fleet, and a danged powerful mage, I advise you not to push me.
Welthammer: Some officer, you're not even in your own story! Isn't that Dereliction of Duty or something!
Weathers: What?! I will not take such insults from a petty smuggler!
Welthammer: Petty Smuggler! Where's my squad, I should sic them on you.
Weathers: Why, because you're too poor a shot yourself? Are you sure the bullets in that antique were really fake? Perhaps you were just too drunk to see straight.
Welthammer: Ooh, I oughta blast you right now.
Sherif: [standing up] Silence! End this quarelling at once! As the Lord's messenger and presence in this mortal universe, I shall serve as judge and reach a settlement.
Welthammer & Weathers: What?
Marcus: Uh...
Sherif: A settlement! David Weathers, you are judged guilty of copyright violation and piracy, you are to surrender your last-name to citizen Welthammer, a new name has been selected for you. Hereafter you shall be known as David Williams.
Weathers: You can't--
Welthammer: That's still a funting double-u, what the hell--
Sherif: James Welthammer, you have been judged a drunk, as penitence you must flay yourself daily and beg your Lord's forgiveness.
Hicks: Now see here, passing out "judgements" like that, you're as bad as Chiang--
Chan Lee: [knocking over the table to stand] Chiaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaang! [runs from bar]
Cho: Yeah, that reminds me, can anyone spare some dust, I'm gonna be skinned at dawn, and I think I need some--
Welthammer: "Skinned at dawn"? Look, with a sentence like that, there's no way you can die, I think it's against the laws of physics or something like that.
Marcus: [throwing up hands] That's it, I'm going back to work, you people can do what you want, but I'll be using my divine thunderbolts more liberally from now on. Don't forget orders.
Weathers: Yeah, you'd better go, I'm still waiting on that episode 2 newsletter, what kind of lazy ass are you?
[Marcus leaves]
Weathers: Jerk.
Icarus Hicks, Cho Yamakazi, James Welthammer, Sherif Tian-yi Adams, Chan Lee, David Weathers, and Marcus Johnston are sitting at a table in a bar.
Marcus: [tapping a glass with a fork] Good afternoon, everybody, I've called you all here to--
Cho: [half-opens eyes] Wait, where are we again?
Marcus: We're still in the bar, Cho.
Cho: Huh? You better not be funting with me, or I'll magick your ass, yeah...hey, you got any stuff?
Marcus: Er...no. As I was saying, I've called you all here because I find myself disappointed in your performance in the story so far.
Hicks: Performance?! What do you think this is, a game?
Marcus: Yes.
Hicks: I'll have you know, young man, that this is a war! Emperor Chiang--
Chan Lee: [turning into a werewolf] Raaaawwwwrrr! I'll kill him!
Marcus: Order! Now listen people, I don't want to hear excuses. If we're going to continue here, you have to start taking this seriously.
Hicks: M. Johnston, I assure you that--
Marcus: Oh come on, Doctor Hicks, you're as bad as any of them. There, what are you drinking?
Hicks: Er...I'm not drinking anything, what's this about?
Marcus: That's the problem! "Not drinking anything". If you want to keep that photographic memory of yours, I expect at least a gallon of coffee consumption daily, I haven't seen a single cup for weeks!
Hicks: Oh, but I'm travelling.
Marcus: No excuse! The function of your brain depends on regular caffeine infusion.
Hicks: [Rolls up his sleeve] No, I mean I don't drink coffee when I'm about, I devised a direct intravenous-caffeine drip device for when I can't get to a StarWok's.
Marcus: Right...I guess that's ok, but you need to mention things like that.
Hicks: Well, I was planning to kill a couple ImpSec spies with it in episode four, but we haven't gotten there yet.
Marcus: Gah! That's another thing, I wasn't kidding when I said we need to cut back on the ImpSec spies, they're not the only baddies the Middle Kingdom has.
Weathers: But I can still force 'em out the airlocks, right?
Welthammer: That's it! [Slams down his Yangtze River Pirate] Copyright Violation! Intellectual Property Theft! dangit, Marcus, I can't stand this any longer. Please restrain this man.
Weathers: What? What'd I do?
Welthammer: You, sir, are an impostor! I spaced the imps, that's my MO. I was the story's ship-captain. But then you have to come along, steal my position, steal my executions, steal my region of space, steal my bloody last initial! Marcus, you cannot let this continue!
Weathers: Stole your last initial?! You're out of your mind. As an officer of the Fleet, and a danged powerful mage, I advise you not to push me.
Welthammer: Some officer, you're not even in your own story! Isn't that Dereliction of Duty or something!
Weathers: What?! I will not take such insults from a petty smuggler!
Welthammer: Petty Smuggler! Where's my squad, I should sic them on you.
Weathers: Why, because you're too poor a shot yourself? Are you sure the bullets in that antique were really fake? Perhaps you were just too drunk to see straight.
Welthammer: Ooh, I oughta blast you right now.
Sherif: [standing up] Silence! End this quarelling at once! As the Lord's messenger and presence in this mortal universe, I shall serve as judge and reach a settlement.
Welthammer & Weathers: What?
Marcus: Uh...
Sherif: A settlement! David Weathers, you are judged guilty of copyright violation and piracy, you are to surrender your last-name to citizen Welthammer, a new name has been selected for you. Hereafter you shall be known as David Williams.
Weathers: You can't--
Welthammer: That's still a funting double-u, what the hell--
Sherif: James Welthammer, you have been judged a drunk, as penitence you must flay yourself daily and beg your Lord's forgiveness.
Hicks: Now see here, passing out "judgements" like that, you're as bad as Chiang--
Chan Lee: [knocking over the table to stand] Chiaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaang! [runs from bar]
Cho: Yeah, that reminds me, can anyone spare some dust, I'm gonna be skinned at dawn, and I think I need some--
Welthammer: "Skinned at dawn"? Look, with a sentence like that, there's no way you can die, I think it's against the laws of physics or something like that.
Marcus: [throwing up hands] That's it, I'm going back to work, you people can do what you want, but I'll be using my divine thunderbolts more liberally from now on. Don't forget orders.
Weathers: Yeah, you'd better go, I'm still waiting on that episode 2 newsletter, what kind of lazy ass are you?
[Marcus leaves]
Weathers: Jerk.