Lt. Carter Blake (
lieutenantantichrist) wrote2013-02-28 04:51 pm
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[3] Video/Action for Violet City
[The camera is pointed at a Munna sitting on a picnic table. It stares back with serene, unblinking eyes.]
[It turns to show Blake, who has strain showing around his eyes and does not look real fucking happy.]
I have this aardvark piggy bank thing and it doesn't make any sense.
Whenever I let the damn thing out, it keeps floating off and then coming back in the middle of the night and chewing on my head. It's-- [his eyes avoid looking directly into the screen] It's goddamn weird.
[There's something else, but he can't go announcing it. The last thing he needs is people thinking he's a nut.]
Does anybody know anything about these things? The phone doesn't say much useful- [he breaks off and shouts offscreen] Hey! Get out of there!
[The phone is tossed down on the table. Sideways, the screen shows the Munna diving into Blake's backpack where it's sitting on the bench. Cheerfully ignoring Blake swearing at it and trying to grab it, it scatters things all over the place with its stubby legs until it finds what it was looking for. It floats up with a spoon floating in front of its face.]
[It stares straight at Blake as the spoon bends at a ninety-degree angle.]
[Blake growls at it] And stop doing that!
[The spoon unbends itself.]
[Blake crosses his arms and nods firmly.] That's better.
[It turns to show Blake, who has strain showing around his eyes and does not look real fucking happy.]
I have this aardvark piggy bank thing and it doesn't make any sense.
Whenever I let the damn thing out, it keeps floating off and then coming back in the middle of the night and chewing on my head. It's-- [his eyes avoid looking directly into the screen] It's goddamn weird.
[There's something else, but he can't go announcing it. The last thing he needs is people thinking he's a nut.]
Does anybody know anything about these things? The phone doesn't say much useful- [he breaks off and shouts offscreen] Hey! Get out of there!
[The phone is tossed down on the table. Sideways, the screen shows the Munna diving into Blake's backpack where it's sitting on the bench. Cheerfully ignoring Blake swearing at it and trying to grab it, it scatters things all over the place with its stubby legs until it finds what it was looking for. It floats up with a spoon floating in front of its face.]
[It stares straight at Blake as the spoon bends at a ninety-degree angle.]
[Blake growls at it] And stop doing that!
[The spoon unbends itself.]
[Blake crosses his arms and nods firmly.] That's better.
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Goddamn, what do you even need that many of these things for? Four is enough of a pain in the ass, when one keeps floating around and staring at you and doesn't have the decency to ever fucking blink.
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TROLLS, AT LEAST THE ALTERNIAN VARIETY, ARE CONQUERORS.
IT'S, LIKE, IN OUR GENETIC MAKEUP TO DOMINATE WHATEVER WE DO.
IF BEING ONE OF THE TOP TRAINERS IN THE TWO REGIONS IS A THING THAT I CAN BE
THEN I WILL VERY DAMN WELL BE IT AND CRUSH EVERYONE UNDERNEATH MY IRON HOOF.
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Martians don't have hooves. Are you an alien or a horse? Make up your damn mind.
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YOUR SARCASM ISN'T NECESSARY AND YOUR WIT IS ABOUT AS SHARP AS A USED UP CRAYON.
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Oh, you're a fucking comedian. Don't quit your day job.
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I'M NOT GOING TO BOTHER TO EXPLAIN THE CONCEPT OF MULTIPLE UNIVERSES WITHIN THE CONFINES OF A SINGLE REALITY, SINCE YOU CAN'T SEEM TO WRAP YOUR GRAY MATTER AROUND ANYTHING
INSTEAD YOU'RE OPTING TO DEFLECT ALL YOUR HEAPING SHIT INTO WHAT YOU PERCEIVE TO BE AMAZING COMEBACKS.
WHENEVER YOU WANT TO GET YOUR BIG BOY PANTS ON, DUDE, IT WOULD HELP YOU OUT A FUCK TON AROUND HERE.
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Now, you can either tell me how to make this elephant less of a pain in the ass or take a running jump into Fuckoff Lake.
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I CAN SEE WHY YOU HAVEN'T THOUGHT OF IT
CONSIDERING HOW CLOSED FUCKING MINDED YOU ARE ABOUT EVERYTHING EVER.
HERE'S A TIP:
TRY NOT BEING A SCREAMING, GRUBFISTED SHITMUFFIN AND MAYBE YOU'LL GET SOME REAL ADVICE.
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Who died and made you king of crazy bullshit island?
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VERY DEMOCRATIC LIKE.
I WON OVER THE VOTERS' HEARTS WITH MY SHEER DETERMINATION AND CHARISMA.
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Fuck you.