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~~THE PERFORMANCE THREAD~~ **aside** ((action)) %%thought%%
alec716:
(( TERRY CLOTH's yodeling has succeeded only in giving him a sore throat and not in securing his freedom. Not hearing the the approach of tiny, delicate, prancing footsteps of LSP HORSE, er, HIGH PRIESTESS, TERRY CLOTH racks his brain to find another path to liberation ... or libation, or whatever works around here. ))
** Alright, trying to enlist the aid of the HIGH PRIESTESS has not worked yet... she must be offset having like facelift number 9... I mean shopping for Chanel No. 9... what else can I try to get out of this locker??! **
(( TERRY CLOTH remembers the looks of someone he shouldnt'a let out a his sights. ))
--- Quote from: saucycobblers on July 01, 2006, 08:57:37 pm ---
--- End quote ---
TERRY CLOTH:
** Hey, JBB, any chance that after you roll around in the grass and get rid of the sheep poop, you can slide over here and use the flat end of your tube like a credit card and pick this lock? **
saucycobblers:
((JBB rolls closer to the camp... inch by painful inch.))
**Sonofabitch. Not bin on set more'n a day an' already bin manhandled to within an inch o' my life. Lost at least 4 fl.oz. o' the good stuff when a goddamn sheep stepped on me. Hellfire... why ain't Ms Indapaddock keepin' control a her animals? Goddammit... *grumble, grumble*...
Hang in there Terry. I a-comin' Friend.
I say, what happened to my accent? Less than a day on this set an' I'm talkin' laike a dang young pup at the rodeo! Remember Sir Larry!...**
((Inches forward, trailing precious cream like guts in his wake...))
alec716:
(( TERRY CLOTH continues to strategize about his necessary elopement from the Sacred Relic Recycling Can. He does not mean to usurp the stage for too long, and does not want this moment of fame to be a one-shot thing goin' on here, but the set seems quiet now -- at least one sheep has his or her mouth full -- and the great weight of the Thread has rolled down on him. So TERRY CLOTH continues to reflect upon FSD's kind words...))
--- Quote from: YaadPyar on July 02, 2006, 06:46:36 pm ---(( FSD puts arm around Terry's shoulder drawing him close. She whispers loudly to Terry Cloth ))
"Terry - there are many ways to approach a problem. If one key doesn't work in a particular lock, say in the Sacred Relics room, then don't forget to consider other ways to approach the same problem. Everything is just energy - whatever form it appears in, it is just energy, and if you learn the laws of energy, you can do anything. Between every particle of energy, including matter, are spaces, and once you understand how to enter into those spaces..."
** Rest of FSD's conversation with Terry Cloth takes place in hushed whispers that cannot be heard, **
--- End quote ---
(( TERRY CLOTH belatedly realizes that, since FSD has her arm around him, she is in the Sacred Relic Room with him. Duh. ))
TERRY CLOTH:
** Hey, FSD, since you are right here next to me, and, unlike me, you have actual arms, why won't you just finish the job and let me outta here? **
alec716:
(( TERRY CLOTH receives no response, no action, nothing, from FSD. He looks around him and realizes that she is gone. ))
%% Great moment SHE picks to go looking for that piney cowboy thingie in the compost heap. %%
(( TERRY CLOTH is alone with his thoughts and the other suddenly-mute Sacred Relics. ))
%% Saddles, bridles, hoof-picks, tacky blonde wigs, hacked-up turkey carcasses, and bottles a Eau de Cat Piss in here, and no one will help me... might as well keep thinkin' about what FSD said... %%
--- Quote from: YaadPyar on July 02, 2006, 06:46:36 pm ---
"Terry - ... there are many ways to approach a problem. If one key doesn't work in a particular lock, say in the Sacred Relics room, then don't forget to consider other ways to approach the same problem. Everything is just energy - whatever form it appears in, it is just energy, and if you learn the laws of energy, you can do anything. Between every particle of energy, including matter, are spaces, and once you understand how to enter into those spaces..."
--- End quote ---
(( TERRY CLOTH perceives himself to be powerless and feels the flush of frustration color his newly-bleached cheeks as he remains trapped in some open space between where he is and where he is trying to be. ))
%% Spaces, spaces, how can I enter 'em? I can't stand this, gotta fix it... %%
(( TERRY CLOTH looks around the dim Sacred Relic Room again. ))
HEY HOOF PICK!!! Did you get cast? If someone is playing you, can YOU get me outta here?
(( Silence. ))
saucycobblers:
((JBB rolls painfully on... still grumbling))
** I mean, really, the professional standards I've encountered thus far are perfectly shocking. That Raymille fellow obviously can't organise his way out of a paper bag. Humph... a tube of my calibre and breeding really shouldn't have to... Oww!!**
((JBB looks up and sees...))
** Wow! This must be where the Sacred Relic Room is...**
((Suddenly feels very scared))
**Terry?? TERRY???**
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