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Post by Phalon on Oct 28, 2009 9:42:06 GMT -6
“The Road Home Part II: Detours”; Take One.
“Exactly what I was thinking”, Phalon said, getting back on the bike just as Scrappy gunned the engine, and took off….leaving Phalon sprawled behind in the dust.
Director: “Cut!!!”
“The Road Home Part II: Detours”; Take Two.
“Exactly what I was thinking”, Phalon said, barely getting back on the bike before Scrappy took off doing wheelies, effectively flinging Phalon from the motorcycle and into the dust once more.
Director: “Cut!!!”
Phalon: “I want a stunt double.”
Director: “This is a low-budget film. If you want a double, pay for it yourself. Now get back on that bike.”
“The Road Home Part II: Detours”; Take Three.
“Exactly what I was thinking”, Phalon said, trying in vain to get on the bike as her foot got caught in the hem of her robe. Tangled in the fabric’s folds, she’s left sprawled in the dust….again.
Phalon: “Damned, stupid, (bleep-bleepity-bleep bleep, bleeeep) piece of sh!t robe!”
Director: “Cut!!!!”
“The Road Home Part II: Detours”; Take Four.
“Exactly what I was thinking”, Phalon said, barely getting back on the bike before it sped off into the forest. Its roar quickly subsided as the density of the woods swallowed the sound.
It was quiet in the clearing once more….but not silent. The fire crackled with laughter at the bumbling antics of our hapless heroines.
**Disclaimer: No actual Phalons were harmed during the making of this post**
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Post by EllieNeo on Oct 28, 2009 9:44:39 GMT -6
OMG! LMFAO!!!! don't kill me, i'mma die laughing!!!! thanks, phalon. i really needed a good laugh.
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Post by Scrappy Amazon on Oct 28, 2009 9:45:07 GMT -6
“The Road Home Part II: Detours”; Take One.**Diclaimer: No actual Phalons were harmed during the making of this post** Well....maybe her sense of humor? Totally hilarious!
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Post by vox on Oct 28, 2009 12:16:57 GMT -6
BOLL! I reckon there will be quite a few from me on here! You lot have such a great sense of humour!
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Post by Mini Mia on Oct 28, 2009 16:23:32 GMT -6
ahem ... (not gonna laugh ... not gonna laugh ....) This scroll has _NO_ outtakes! We're professionals, and _professionals_ DO NOT make mistakes.
NOW, somebody burn those scroll clips and everyone else: GET BACK TO WORK!!! This is a business, not a playground! ACT LIKE IT!
S * P * O * I * L * E * R * * * S * P * A * C * E
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Post by Phalon on Oct 28, 2009 16:34:07 GMT -6
Glad to give you a smile, Ellie.
Scrappy, though Phalon might not have been hurt, her ego suffered some pretty ugly bruises!
Vox, everyone flubs up sometime....and even makes up flubs just for the sake of making them up. So let's hear them.
Joxie....pppbbbllltttt!!!! BOLL!
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Post by Mini Mia on Oct 28, 2009 16:42:30 GMT -6
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Post by Awesome Aphrodite on Oct 28, 2009 17:17:45 GMT -6
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Post by Scrappy Amazon on Nov 26, 2009 13:37:32 GMT -6
I'm putting this here because it's not technically part of the story.
Once upon a time. In the clearing of the forest of the scrolls. Many a good and magical fairies descended upon the scene. One of them waved her arms and a table appeared fully set with the best dishes and trenchers of the land. Complete with a beautiful white table cloth set with bright crystal glasses and shinning silverware atop linen napkins.
Another fairy swooped low over the table and waved her arms. As she passed, the table began to be laid with food of every sort. Turkey and ham. Mashed potatoes and gravy. All kinds of roasted and stewed vegetables. Many bottles of fine wine and sparkling apple cider. All of the best dinner items one could imagine.
A third fairy, scrunched up her eyes stuck out her tongue and balled up her fists. Suddenly people began appearing around the finely laid table. Phalon and Scrappy. Ellie and Annabelle. Jason and Aphemenie.
And all the guests were surrounded by a soft glowing sphere that removed them from the space time continuum. They ate their fill and laughed and shared stories and drank until they were done. And for a time all was right with the world. And finally, Phalon got to eat.
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Post by Phalon on Nov 26, 2009 18:40:55 GMT -6
Aww, that is the sweetest thing ever, Poppet. Great big Thanksgiving Day hugs to you, and hope the feast you shared with your family was just as grand as the one you've described here.
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Post by Scrappy Amazon on Nov 26, 2009 23:52:17 GMT -6
OMG...we had food trays covering every inch of counter space and stove top imaginable. It was AWSOME. And only one problem with my little fairy tale there.... The damn little fairies forgot Treena! So.... Scrappy piles a plate high with samplings of all the fantastic fare. And another with all the best slices of pie. Then she fills a wine skin with the best drink from the family feast. She wraps it all in aluminum foil, labels it "For Treena" and places it carefully on a large rock next to the table.
"Hopefully she'll come along soon and find the plate we left for her."HAPPY THANKSGIVING EVERYONE!!!!!
Oh and hugs for Madam P as well. Hope your family is as stuffed as ours is right now.
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Post by Phalon on Nov 27, 2009 7:44:56 GMT -6
Hey, watch it. Careful, careful with the hugs. Even the slightest squeeze and I feel like I could burst. Which means, yes, we had a great Thanksgiving, and I'm still stuffed.
Oh, I thought maybe she got the invitation, but forgot all about it. Damn, that amnesia! Maybe she'll forget the damn little fairies forgot her.
Psst...don't let me forget that turkey leg Phalon stuffed into her pocket for later. It might start to smell a little rank after too long, and draw vermin.
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Post by Mini Mia on Nov 27, 2009 17:55:49 GMT -6
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Post by EllieNeo on Nov 30, 2009 11:45:30 GMT -6
this makes me smile, scrappy. hope everyone had a nice thanksgiving! we did.
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Post by Scrappy Amazon on Dec 2, 2009 23:30:02 GMT -6
Hey! Phalon! Wanna try a wassle?
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Post by Phalon on Dec 2, 2009 23:32:42 GMT -6
Is it gonna hurt?
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Post by Scrappy Amazon on Dec 2, 2009 23:34:28 GMT -6
Well...kinda depends. How good are you?
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Post by Phalon on Dec 2, 2009 23:42:46 GMT -6
I have many skills....some of them even I'm not aware of yet.
What the hell, I'm game as long as no one loses an eye.....I'm not gonna lose an eye, am I?
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Post by Scrappy Amazon on Dec 2, 2009 23:45:42 GMT -6
Depends on if they start throwing things. Which is possible if they don't like us. Wassaling is kinda like trick - or - treating for christmas.
And my new favorite pharse is.......When in ancient Greece, Do like the Americans do.
Here we go...what key would you like?
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Post by Phalon on Dec 2, 2009 23:45:57 GMT -6
Tap, tap, tap.....
Sure, sure, promise me a wassal, and then leave me hanging.
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Post by Scrappy Amazon on Dec 2, 2009 23:48:22 GMT -6
Ok here we go......sing it with me....
"Here we go a wassaling among the leaves so green...."
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Post by Phalon on Dec 2, 2009 23:49:08 GMT -6
Oh, there you are?
What key would I like?
The Key to the Kingdom? The Key to the Mysteries of the Universe? Keylime pie? A keystroke sounds kinda nice as long as it's soft and gentle.
Ok, ok, ok...how about C. Is that a key?
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Post by Phalon on Dec 2, 2009 23:49:47 GMT -6
"Here we go a wassaling among the leaves so green...."
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Post by Phalon on Dec 2, 2009 23:51:33 GMT -6
Is my wassal gonna end up in a sling for this?
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Post by Scrappy Amazon on Dec 2, 2009 23:51:54 GMT -6
Ok...keep singing....and hold out your fluffy hat....maybe someone will drop something in it.
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Post by Scrappy Amazon on Dec 2, 2009 23:53:35 GMT -6
Here we come a-wand'ring So fair to be seen.
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Post by Phalon on Dec 2, 2009 23:55:00 GMT -6
I have a fluffy hat? Did you give me a fluffy hat?
<grabs fluffy hat off innocent passerby's head and gives her a magical fish for payment>
Ok, now I have a fluffy hat.
And now, I'm holding it out.
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Post by Phalon on Dec 2, 2009 23:55:39 GMT -6
Here we come a-wand'ring So fair to be seen.
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Post by Scrappy Amazon on Dec 2, 2009 23:57:30 GMT -6
Good job with the fish....but you know it'll just come back.
*jingles jingle bells.....
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Post by Scrappy Amazon on Dec 2, 2009 23:58:39 GMT -6
Love and joy come to you, And to you your wassail, too
*ducks as fish comes flying around the corner to land in Phalons newly aquired hat.....
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