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~~THE PERFORMANCE THREAD~~ **aside** ((action)) %%thought%%
alec716:
--- Quote from: Pipedream on July 08, 2006, 01:50:28 pm ---((After that incredibly exciting night, Owl Olivia treats herself to her favourite breakfirst and thinks about the things that happened...))
%% So the boys finally got at it. Was about time, I guess. But wtf is going on with my Terry Cloth and that arse lotion ?? %%
** Hey Terry, you old duster Don Clothuan! Since when do you prefer the slimy and slippery type?
Well, I guess it’s none of my business, right? ** ::)
--- End quote ---
(( Weaving about onset The Morning After, TERRY CLOTH sees who looms above him. TERRY CLOTH stumbles into a small Dream Sequence approximately four effen' years hence ... ))
TERRY CLOTH:
** No, Olwma, we're just fishin' buddies. JBB ain't the rodent-eatin' type. **
Mikaela:
=Mika staggers groggily back to life, having been out cold for the last hours. =
**Missed the morning’s celebrations and the dancing! Was the release of all that tension did it, at first – powerful stuff, such potent residue of fireworks it would turn every self-respecting mule woozy-headed and elated enough to be walking two feet above the ground. **
= But the final blow to Mika’s senses came later in the night, when the last moan and groan from the tent had long since died down. Overcome by curiosity, Mika couldn’t help it: Peeked into the tent through those not-quite-closed flaps. Stuck the nose in too, snuffling the air. Worst mistake of many a mule-time. Was knocked out flat by the smells.=
=Semen and smoke and sweat and whiskey, wrung-out warshrag and stained jeans, saddle leather, spit, shit (had that peeing sheep possibly expanded its activities lately?) and far-from-cheap bottom soothing lotion….. =
((It's not until late the next morning Mika regains consciousness, now very anxious to fulfil those dumbass singing mule obligations. Deciding that a Broke-voiced hymn of praise clearly is overdue, Mika starts braying very softly and solemnly:))
"Morning has broken, like the first morning
Owl-hoots are spoken from that fine bird
All sheep are bleating, greeting the new day
us mules are singing, all ‘round the world
Sweet the night’s events, moonlit from heaven
Like the first dewfall, on the first grass
Praise be the hotness of the tent action
Sweet the completeness, they did it – at last!
Theirs now the sunlight, so-brightly burning
Born of the first night our boys got laid
Oh, the elation! Everyone’s yearning
for recreations each night and day…."
DeeDee:
YOUNG ENNIS:
(( Opens his eyes, rubs them and sees Jack looking at him and he cringes.))
%% Whut happened? What did I do las'night? Is that mule singin' Cat Stevens?%%
Uh, las' night was kinda fuzzy, bud. Don' know if anything happened or not, can't remember much.
((Looks down in shock to see his pants around his ankles))
%% I guess your ass wuz a bit right las' night%%
Daniel:
YOUNG JACK:
((nods his head, abashedly, not willing to admit to his extreme drunkenness))
((gradually pulls himself up to a sitting position and pulls his pants up. Somehow this stirs a memory from last night: The warmth of Ennis firmly against his body as they were sleeping.))
%% Where'd that come from? ... What's this gonna mean? %%
Meryl:
((As the moon rises to her zenith, the High Priestess, now 50 feet tall and wearing only her skivvies, which have inexplicably grown larger with her, thunders down the Mountain toward the lights of town. She turns to look back as a huge fireworks display goes off.))
%% Ah, the rituals worked! I haven't lost my touch. That's one helluva climax! %%
((Suddenly, a sheep trailer comes roaring up the dirt road, Lucise Indapaddock at the wheel. He screeches to a halt just in time to avoid crashing into the gigantic Priestess.))
** Hey, watch where you're going! **
((Indapaddock stumbles out of the truck and looks up--and up, and up--dumbfounded.))
** Yeah, it's me. Don't ask! I'd hitch a ride down the mountain with you, but I don't think the truck would survive it. **
((Meryl picks up the stunned sheepherder))
** I'm on a mission here. I can get down to town quicker if you tell me what roads to take. We're heading to the spa! Hey, don't pass out on me now!**
((Meryl gives the hapless Lucise a shake and heads off down the road.))
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