~~THE PERFORMANCE THREAD~~ **aside** ((action)) %%thought%%

[Daniel]

YOUNG ENNIS:

(( Ennis wakes up and looks over at Jack sleeping.  He watches his chest rise and fall with each breath.))

%% He shur is a fine lookin' boy.  Wish I could stay here forever with nobody else but us.  Whut's gonna happen after?  Can't think right now..startin' ta feel sick about it, and I know jes' the cure.%%

(( Ennis sees Jack start to wake up and smiles down at him with sinful intention.  Before he could do anything, Jack sprints from the tent.  Ennis pulls up his pants, grabs his hat and chases after the best thing that ever happened to him.))

YOUNG JACK:

((laughing hard as Ennis topples on top of him, he remembers with a blush that first night in the tent, when he had gotten rip-roarin' drunk... But with Ennis's warm body struggling against his own he could hardly keep that thought in mind. He twisted in Ennis's grasp to get away but even when he was freed he didn't leave that presence.))

((With a wicked grin, Jack tickles Ennis' ribs.... yearning to hear his rare and evocative laughter. He knows what a scene they're making... but at that moment he doesn't care.))

[DeeDee]

YOUNG ENNIS:

((Ennis grabs Jack and they both tumble to the ground.  Ennis falls on top of Jack and can't remember every being this happy.))

((Within a few short minutes, the sun is beating on their naked bodies and the sounds of lovemaking are heard through the campsite.  LSP horse starts neighing and bucking, but her alerts are lost on the boys,  for they hear nothing but their own intimate pleasures.))

[newyearsday]

LOW STARTLE POINT HORSE:

((bucking, snorting, and whinneying with all  her might))


**Ney! Ney! Look this way!
There's trouble in them thar hills I say!**


%% Jesus H. The only time that my low startle point radar is good for somethin and nobody's payin any attention. Aguirre's comin and he'll have their ass if he gets an eyeful of them. Well, maybe he won't want their ass, but, well, you know what I mean. Shit. %%

[Mikaela]

MIKA, the dumbass mule:

=Having just returned to camp after some AWOL time because of sheep-pee whiskey drinking trauma=

=Realizes with a jolt just why LOW STARTLE POINT HORSE is behaving like she's standing in a hornets' nest=

%%This is one moment when my braying skills are desperately needed! My braying alarm will penetrate even the most lust-fogged brain!%%

((Assumes maximum braying stance. Opens mouth proudly and....))

Not a single little sound emerges.     


=Mika's lost any trace of voice!=


((Panics and starts jumping around, kicking and bucking))

%% I'm the mule master of tragic irony! Just when my braying would have been appreciated for once, there's not a whisper of it to be had!%%

%%Gotta be that whiskey robbed me of my voice. Or possibly all the stuff I've been drinking afterwards to drown the taste of that horrible, horrible whiskey. Perhaps I shouldn't have been slurping down bottle upon bottle of that soothing and cleansing for-MULE-a? Now that I think about it, didn't that bottle say "not to be ingested?" %%

((Lost in these rather personal and voiceless mulish musings, MIKA forgets the dire danger close at hand - and never gets around to warning YOUNG JACK and YOUNG ENNIS  ))

[louisev]

((IN-GENIUS COYOTE, snuffling for the spoor of those Shelayan sheep, anxious for a fresh meal, senses the approach of something sour.  He trots off to the safety of a nearby hummock and crouches down to observe from a hill overlooking the campsite.))

%%Maybe it's somebody with a picnic basket.  It worked for Yogi and Booboo, why not for me?%%

[Lumière]

(( Meanwhile back at the pasture ...
 .. The woolies have noticed that they have been seeing less and less of their herders.
Some of them have been very vocal with their opinions ... 












Mr COYOTE continues to watch the sheep, while the absent-minded ranch hands continue
to seek the drill  thrill of their passionate love-making.. 
))

[Daniel]

MARKETING ADVISOR:

**Excuse me, Mr. Indapaddock. We'd like to have a word with you.... As you may know, we are currently launching a series of products with the Broken Arsed Mountain theme. We'd like to begin product development for a line of wool products.... Would you be willing to be spokesperson for this particular product line?**

[Lumière]

MARKETING ADVISOR:

**Excuse me, Mr. Indapaddock. We'd like to have a word with you.... As you may know, we are currently launching a series of products with the Broken Arsed Mountain theme. We'd like to begin product development for a line of wool products.... Would you be willing to be spokesperson for this particular product line?**

**
Gladly Mr MARKETING ADVISOR!  I woolove to be a spokesperson!    

Errr....just one thing - do I get more money?
I mean, I'd do it for my 'shear' love of sheep, but more money would be definite bonus! 
**

[Pipedream]

LOW STARTLE POINT HORSE:

((bucking, snorting, and whinneying with all  her might))

MIKA, the dumbass mule:

((Panics and starts jumping around, kicking and bucking))

((Owl Olivia is not amused..)) 

[Pipedream]

((Poor Olivia, although being a successful business woman owl and a promising movie star, she is having a little crises right now...))