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Daniel:
--- Quote from: Lucise on July 23, 2006, 08:50:06 pm ---
((Indapaddock gets on the phone to the Marketing Advisor ...))
**
Hey Mr Raphaelson! Errr...may I be so bold as to call you Guy?
I am ready to come over now if you are!
I just gotta put some clothes on and I could be there in a flash!
Yeah ... I am very versed in all things wool and I am just so thrilled to be working with you on this venture. You and I could make magic together, err, with our Woolen Ecstacy Products.
I got some blankets ready to bring over to your place ...
We can ...errr...test them out as you say. You got a bedroll or a tent or somethin' like that? Just to be thorough, I like being thorough!
Okay .. See ya soon!
**
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GUY RAPHAELSON (MARKETING ADVISOR)
%% Clothes?... Who said anything about clothes? %%
**Alright, I'll see you then.**
%% Now what to make for dinner? %%
((After a few hours of labor over a hot stove, Guy sets the dinner table and the mood for their *business* dinner))
JennyC:
--- Quote from: DeeDee on July 23, 2006, 08:57:27 pm ---YOUNG ENNIS:
(( The hail starts falling hard from the sky now. Ennis takes a breath, and decides to show off a bit by sticking his hat out of the tent catching a piece of hail.))
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PIECE OF HAILSTONE:
((The hailstone is much bigger and heavier now, and the updraft can not carry it anymore. The hailstone starts its headlong, irreversible fall.))
%%I think this is it. I am going down.%%
((The hailstone travels at an accelerated rate toward Brokeback pulled down by the gravity. The sight of the camp site and the tent quickly zooms in.))
%%Not good… I am coming down way too fast. This is going to be a hard landing.%%
Arrr......
((To the hailstone’s surprise, it comes to a rather soft landing, in Ennis’ hat.))
%%Oh, that was not too bad… Now where am I?%%
alec716:
--- Quote from: saucycobblers on July 23, 2006, 05:29:53 pm ---((JBB hears a piercing cry and a spine-chilling squawk and is suddenly caught up in a flurry of feathers and towelling tufts, as he looks up to see...))
** TERRYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OWLMA, you feathered fiend, you'll never take my TERRY CLOTH from me! He doesn't love you, he loves ME you feathered fool! Let him go! Give him his freedom! He will never be yours I tell you! NEVER! TERRY, my love, I'll find you! I will never stop searching! **
((Feeling a little hoarse from all the shouting, JBB ponders his next move. He hears the distant laughter of the fiendish OWLMA.))
** I'll make you eat your ill-chosen squawks OWLMA... I have a plan to rescue my beloved TERRY... a plan so cunning you could pin a tail on it and call it a weasel! **
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(( Fortuitously for TERRY CLOTH, the fully and bewitchingly engorged HAILSTONE beaned the increasingly desperate OWLMA directly on her head as it fell irreversibly to earth. Stunned by the sudden blow to her h-OWL-ow cranium ;) , OWLMA reflexively opens her talons and releases TERRY CLOTH, who begins his own irreversible fall. TERRY CLOTH lands softly, of course, as fabrics are wont to do, and alarmingly near a pool of sheep pee. ))
TERRY CLOTH:
** JBB HELP ME!! **
Lumière:
--- Quote from: Daniel on July 23, 2006, 09:35:46 pm ---GUY RAPHAELSON (MARKETING ADVISOR)
%% Clothes?... Who said anything about clothes? %%
**Alright, I'll see you then.**
%% Now what to make for dinner? %%
((After a few hours of labor over a hot stove, Guy sets the dinner table and the mood for their *business* dinner))
--- End quote ---
((Indapaddock throws some clothes on, grabs the blankets he has prepared for his demonstration and heads over to Mr Raphaelson's place..
Lucise knocks firmly on the door... No answer ... He knocks a second time..
In a moment, the Marketing Advisor comes to the door, opens it and smiles at the sight of Indapaddock ...
))
**
Hey Guy!
Hope I am not too late for dinner!
**
Pipedream:
The Props Magician:
** Ahem, Mr. Sheepwrangler and Mr. Marketing Advisor! You need an appropriate meeting tent don't ya? ** ::)
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