The movie theme plays as workers perform maintenance. It is sunset on a large Meribian barge carrier. Fortunately, the movie began shortly thereafter, taking their mind away from such uncomfortably hot thoughts. A few of them broke out into a cold sweat just thinking about the atomic burn that meal would unleash upon them all. There was the sound of a pencil scratching nearby and the main body of Shriners looked over to see Aryn writing it all down. Go to your local trans-dimensional foods market today! Now in new Tyranno Serrano Rex flavor! It tastes great with I Can’t Believe It’s Not Habañero Marinade. One of the more memorable ones of which the main text was: Try Jurassic Pork. The lights dimmed, showing a few commercials before the movie. Okay, to be more precise, Schala really had taken the lead on this one herself, what with doing all the directing. But now it was time to create some new ones alongside the old. His eyes fixed on a slight dent in the wall near one of the speakers, and he smiled, visions of bouncing Enigma around like a superball dancing through his head. There was hardly a sign of the damage it had taken unless you knew where to look. The theater really had cleaned up well after the Blue Star fracas. There was the sound of something hitting the control panel near the microphone (Techno’s head, perhaps). There was no response from Techno, but Anon could tell he was still listening.Īnon: I was wondering if he had any of that discount candy left. The Shriners started going in by ones and twos until only Anon was left.Īnon: No one we didn’t invite or approve of, huh? Lark and Schala worked hard on this, so don’t you think you should hurry up and take your seats? They saved you some good ones, but even so… If you don’t hurry, somebody’s going to take them. There is not a single demon or partial demon hybrid that any of you guys did not invite or approve of. ![]() Magus: Those two didn’t send any other demons here, did they? Magus frowned at the tone, then the thought hit of another question that should be asked. ![]() The way Techno had said that made it sound as if he were humoring a small child’s series of endless, silly questions that they should have already known the answers to. Magus: And you’re not expecting them to show up at any time before, during, or after the movie? Magus: There is no sign of either Enigma or Ranefeld? There was a brief pause in the conversation, as if they all had a feeling that they were forgetting about something. Were things really that bad the first time?Įveryone who’d been inside before (including Zero): Yes!Īmbrienne: And you’re still not going to tell either me or Kiyone what went on?Īnon: Really, you’re better off not knowing.Īmbrienne: Oh, really? (I still think they’re all seriously overreacting. This time, he wasn’t going to be stuck in his seat without a drink or two.Īmbrienne: You’re all acting really weird about this. Zero raised an eyebrow as if to say ‘Oh, really?’, but that didn’t stop him from heading directly to the concession stand. As are the ice cubes, the cups, the straws, and anything else you could possibly think of sticking in your mouth. Techno: Yes, the drinks are all safe, too. Feel free to eat as much as you want without worrying about any nasty side-effects… except indigestion. As there is not so much as a single line left of the draining circle used to feed it, nothing will keep you in there except your own willpower.Ī little of the tension lifted, but not all of it. The doors cannot lock the way they did during the Blue Star without a significantly large power source. Techno: This is only about the twenty-seventh time you’ve asked me that. This one was keeping watch from not quite as high, via the multitude of video and audio receivers at his security post. The question was directed to an unseen being. I mean, you’re absolutely, positively certain that the locking mechanism on the doors is disabled? One particular group of people is hesitant to enter that shrine within the Shrine, a place where nothing is sacred save the many faces of the silver screen stage itself. ![]() A new production is about to debut, and everyone is full of smiles and laughter. Once upon a time, in a theater far, far away (or perhaps the third dimension to the right and straight on ‘til morning)…Ībout the theater entrance, people are milling and chattering away, some buying tickets and others buying concession stand fare. This probably wouldn't be half as funny without her. Many, many, many, many thanks to Ambrienne for helping me with the comments.
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