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Post by Charisma69 on Dec 28, 2004 20:43:43 GMT -5
[Wild Applause]Holy Hell, that was one damn fine story Auntie! You've got some mad skillz yo![/Wild Applause]
I can totally see Spike as Toto, Gunn as The Cowardly Lion, Fred as The Tin Man (you thought I was gonna say scarecrow didn't you? She was the heart of the team, it makes sense that she'd be the one trying to get the heart), and Wesley as The Scarecrow.
Having Cordy be The Great Oz was a stroke of genius.
Very excellent job! ;D
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Post by Aunt Arlene on Dec 28, 2004 23:51:13 GMT -5
Thank you kindly. I admittedly wimped out by not saying who would be the Scarecrow, Lion and Tin Man. I agree with Gunn as the Lion, but I couldn't decide on Wes and Fred. Good idea about making Fred the Tin Man though. TJ, I wouldn't dream of twisting your words around. ;D
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Post by Charisma69 on Dec 28, 2004 23:54:47 GMT -5
Thanks, sometimes I do have a couple of good ideas. Every so often. ;D
Wes would be a great scarecrow. Especially early Wesley, he'd have the falling down thing down.
And he could be all smart and stuff at the end. ;D
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Post by tjaman on Mar 23, 2005 21:58:30 GMT -5
Spike: I'm just saying, they're going to die anyway we could at least have a little munch. Angel: I'm ... perfectly happy with this rooster, thanks. Spike: Well, tuck in then. Angel: I'm ... saving it for later. Spike: Later, yes. Well, while you hang back playing with your c.ock, the Americans will be bombing our dinner. Angel: Spike ... Spike: I never got into Cajun cooking. * trudges on a bit in silence * Come on, what's one little North Korean village in the grand scheme of things? Angel: You always show up when there's a war. Spike: Just a talent I've got.
* just then, an American bomber pilot flies overheard, there is a loud crash and all is silence, except for ...*
Angel's rooster: ba-CAWK! Angel: HEY! Come back here! Spike: Bloody hell.
* * *
Radar: Ambulance coming. Civilian wounded coming in from the village up the road. Col. Blake: This is going to be a long night. Maj. Burns: I heard there was something ... weird about these guys. Klinger (full drag): I'll put the kettle on. Col. Blake: It's weird enough in here already. Maj. Burns: I'm serious! Margaret ... * winces * Maj. Houlihan said they brought these guys in for triage, no pulse, but suddenly they got up, off the ground, and ran into the nurses' tent. Hawkeye: Doesn't sound weird to me. Trapper: You're sure they aren't on leave? Hawkeye: Sounds like any given Saturday for me. Trapper: I've always said our nurses could raise the dead. Maj. Burns: Colonel, I'm serious. I've heard we've been working with some freaky things out here, voodoo, witchcraft ... Hawkeye: They're even working on a way to use your socks as a weapon. Maj. Burns: COLONEL! Col. Blake: I don't have time for this. RADAR! Radar: (speaking at the same time) I'll fill out an 84-SJ16/Q form in triplicate and get it up to ICOR right away for European civilians recovered in the area. Right away, sir. Col. Blake: And Radar? Radar: Your shirt pocket, sir. (exits) Col. Blake: Thank you, Radar. (retrieving key, pouring some vodka) What are you talking about Burns? Maj. Houlihan: (storming in) Colonel! Those men are vampires! Trapper: Umpires? Hawkeye: They must've struck out. Houlihan: One of them tried to bite me! In my tent! Trapper: I hate getting bitten in the tent. Hawkeye: She didn't get this upset with me. Maj. Burns: Juveniles! You disgust me! Trapper: You're right. We did. Hawkeye: We discussed you and found you completely disgusting. Col. Blake: I'm starting to think there might be something to this. You two, get Fr. Mulcahy in here, you two, get started on those wounded. You two ... where'd you come from? S: Nurses tent, mate. Maj. Burns: It's you! Trapper: U for umpires. Hawkeye: Can't put anything over on you, Frank. Spike: Umpires? Angel: You're safe. Trapper: Told you. Hawkeye: Who won the 1936 World Series? Spike: Manchester United? Trapper: They're clean. Col. Blake: I can't have you biting our nurses in the ... tent. Hawkeye: It's unseemly. Spike: Look, we were just going to stop in that village for a quick bite. Angel: You have some ... blood around here, we'll be on our way. Klinger (in nurses uniform): Pint of A-positive. Spike: Virgin if you've got it. Hawkeye: Not after Sadie Hawkins. Angel: Sun's gone down. Spike: We'll pick something up on the road. (passing triage) He doesn't look so good. Do you mind if we ... ? Angel: SPIKE! Spike: Just asking. Angel: Can't take you anywhere.
(It wasn't as good as the other one I came up with, but this one has the added benefit of being around for anyone to read.) [/i][/color]
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Post by Aunt Arlene on Mar 23, 2005 22:25:17 GMT -5
That sounded uncannily like a regular MASH episode.
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Post by tjaman on Mar 24, 2005 0:20:02 GMT -5
I watched a lot of M*A*S*H comin' up.
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Post by Dr. Purple Goddess on Mar 24, 2005 9:15:46 GMT -5
Wow, that did sound like a MASH eppy. Would have loved to have seen more direct interaction between hawkeye and our dynamic duo hehe.
I was totally visualizing it.
LOVE IT!
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Post by Charisma69 on Mar 24, 2005 19:42:20 GMT -5
That was awesome! You totally got the dialog down. Very good work. ;D
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Post by tjaman on Mar 25, 2005 10:18:36 GMT -5
Thanks, everyone. And now ...
... someone do "Medium"
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Post by TheMasterGeek on Mar 28, 2005 23:59:17 GMT -5
It is funny tj. But I think it would be funnier if I actually watched MASH.
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Post by tjaman on Apr 11, 2005 23:28:13 GMT -5
You never got a chance to watch it because you were a tiny baby when it aired.
* desperately needing a "Medium" fix, speculates wildly, as CYNTHIA! drives up to a crime scene, already in progress *
Cordy and Allison at the same time, as a Shreklar demon picks over a crime scene behind them: YOU! I saw you! What are you doing here? Me? What about you? Exactly! Angel, to Wes: I'll get the demon. You check for pulses. Cordy: The Powers That Be said there was a massacre here. I was hoping to stop it. Angel: Nice heads up. We had to drive to Arizona. Cordy: With the top up, no less. Angel: What, you wanted me to burst into flames? Cordy: All I'm saying is maybe on a six-hour drive you could've hidden in the trunk and let the non-flame bursters drive with the top down. Allison, pointing: I saw this woman dying, but I couldn't figure out from what. Wes, looking up from a man with his throat slashed: That's a Shreklar demon. It mates with its victims and its offspring eat them from the inside. Andrew, stopping by for no reason on his way up from Mexico with Jonathan: Starting with their bottom. * they continue onward * D.A., on the phone: Allison? Is that you? We had a report of some disturbances in the neighborhood. Allison: Yes, I think it's ... as Angel snaps the demon's head off ... more or less under control. You'll want to send a squad out ... reviews scene ... after a while, maybe? There's a lot of dead people and no indication of what caused it. Give me a few minutes. Chorus of dead people: It was that demon! Allison, hand over receiver: Quiet, you! I'm not telling the D.A. it was a demon. He'll think I'm nuts! Well ... even more nuts. Dead guy: Hey! It's a medium! Chorus of dead voices: "I left the kettle on!" "My will is in the top left hand drawer!" "Tell Aunt Milly I'm sorry I couldn't make it last year!" "Whoa, dude, I'm like all dead and stuff!" Allison: QUIET! To Cordy You get voices too? Cordy: The Powers That Be, yeah. I get 'em. Allison: Any way to tell them to SHUT UP! sometimes? Cordy: Not that I've found. Angel: Why'd they send us out here? Cordy: I think that Shreklar owes them money or something. Oh, and they didn't want it doing any more damage. Angel: Why didn't they tell us about it yesterday when we could've stopped it from doing this damage? Powers That Be: * sip * Allison: Oh well (as Wes stabs the last of the demon offspring) I guess that's it. Better get out of here before the police decide you did it. Oh, by the way ... beware of offers from lawyers wearing neck scarves. Angel: We'll keep it in mind. Let's go, people! Allison, calling after them: Season 6 was gonna kick ass! * looks around * What a mess!
Someone do "Lost," "Alias" or "Eyes" next. ;D
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Post by Aunt Arlene on Apr 13, 2005 19:18:41 GMT -5
Best.Line.Ever. ;D I have a few ideas for Lost. I'll get something done eventually.
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Post by Aunt Arlene on Apr 13, 2005 22:49:14 GMT -5
Angel and Connor borrow the W&H jet for a little bonding trip. Never one to let an opportunity to annoy Angel pass by, Spike stows away.
Angel and Connor are in the middle of watching Kill Bill when Spike decides to make his presence known.
Spike: * sitting down in front of Angel * All right! I love this part. Angel: * annoyed * Spike. What are you doing here. Spike: Pipe down. I'm trying to enjoy the movie. Got any popcorn?
Some turbulence prompts Angel to cut the chat short and check on the cockpit.
Angel: Uh, Connor? Can you come here a minute?
Connor gets up and heads to the cockpit. Curious, Spike follows as well. There is a large red flashing light on the console. The pilots, following the W&H handbook, have bailed out. The plane starts to shudder. More red lights start flashing.
Spike: What, are we in Paris?
The next thing they know, the plane has crashed in the middle of a jungle. They round up some supplies before venturing outside the plane. Spike checks the liquor cart and finds they have all been smashed. He sheds a single tear.
They exit the plane and a white blur catches their eye.
Connor: Was that a polar bear? Spike: Don't be daft. Angel: Shut up Spike.
Locke comes bursting out of the surrounding jungle. They all just stare at each other for a moment. Locke breaks the silence.
Locke: Are you all OK? Angel: We're fine. Where are we? Locke That's a good question. I was out hunting wild boar when I saw your plane.
Spike claps Angel on the shoulder.
Spike: * smirking * Well, your hunt was a success. Here's your wild bore. Angel: Shut up Spike.
Locke narrows his eyes at Angel and Spike.
Locke: Who's Buffy?
Angel and Spike look at each other, dumbfounded. They both catch themselves and frown.
Spike, Angel and Connor follow Locke back to the beach. Locke tells them about their plane crash and their various woes. The sun is just beginning to set as they reach the beach.
Connor: * grinning * It's a good thing we landed in the jungle or we'd have a hard time distinguishing you two from the sand. Spike: You're just a chip off the sodding block.
Jin brushes past them with his catch of the day.
Angel: Was that Gavin? Spike: Your bitty brooder is seeing polar bears and now you're seeing dead zombie lawyers. What were you two smoking on the plane, and is there any left?
Many of the other crash survivors are assembled on the beach to watch the sunset.
Spike: * wistfully * Sun sets and she appears. Angel: What? Spike: Nothing.
The survivors notice their arrival and make a beeline to Spike, Angel and Connor. Claire manages to reach them first and shakes Connor's hand. Angel stares at Connor and then at Claire's very pregnant form.
Connor: I didn't do it. I swear! How could I possibly? Spike: Just keep it zipped, Junior. From what I hear, your last ankle biter nearly managed to destroy the world. Connor: Shut up Spike. Hurley: * to Angel * Dude, you need some sun, and some hair gel. Tomorrow we're playing golf for the last bottle.
Claire reaches out to flatten Angel's hair. Angel takes a step back.
Spike: Not the hair. Never the hair.
Angel glares at Spike. Spike rolls his eyes. Spike then takes a closer look at Hurley.
Spike: Hey! Didn't I see you on America's Most Wanted? Hurley: It was just a misunderstanding. See, there was this curse. Angel: Gypsys weren't involved were they? Spike: You don't see the man acting all morose like someone sh*t in his cereal do you? Angel: No, and it's called brooding.
Charlie joins the group and Spike immediately recognizes him.
Spike: DriveShaft!! You guys rocked!
Charlie smiles and flushes a bit. They talk about the band for a while until Spike decides to take a walk along the beach. He runs into Kate and Sawyer who are having a drink. Spike looks like Christmas has come early.
Spike: You couldn't chuck us a Stoli, could you?
Sawyer rummages through his collection, finds a little bottle of Stoli and tosses it to Spike. Spike sits down on the beach with his drink.
Sawyer: Can you believe the doc wanted to keep these for medicinal purposes? Spike: * looking disgusted * Right bastard. Kate: Wanna play "I never"?
Spike looks at her mischievously and grins.
Spike: Oh, go on then. Kate: I never...wore stiletto heels.
Spike and Sawyer both take a drink...
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Post by TheMasterGeek on Apr 14, 2005 0:57:02 GMT -5
OMG Auntie, that is just hilarious. Gosh. I hope you do more.
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Post by GreatMuppetyNick on Apr 14, 2005 2:04:06 GMT -5
Locke That's a good question. I was out hunting wild boar when I saw your plane. Spike claps Angel on the shoulder.Spike: * smirking * Well, your hunt was a success. Here's your wild bore. ... Locke: Who's Buffy? ... Connor: I didn't do it. I swear! How could I possibly? ... Spike: Oh, go on then. Kate: I never...wore stiletto heels. Spike and Sawyer both take a drink... ROTFLMAO.
You are, like, the Queen of Comedy. ;DSpike: * wistfully * Sun sets and she appears. Didn't really get this part, though
Too bad Angel didn't bump into Jin
Angel Hey, don't I know you? You sure looked a lot better since the last time I saw you.
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