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~~THE PERFORMANCE THREAD~~ **aside** ((action)) %%thought%%
saucycobblers:
JBB:
**Been a long time since we had us a fishing trip Mr Twist. So long I reckon ma lotion's congealed and ma lid's stuck harder'n a rodeo's thighs to a chargin' bull. That cabin sure sounds sweet ta me...**
Mikaela:
THE NOT-SO- PATIENT-ANYMORE BENCH OUTSIDE THE DANCE HALL:
(( In exstacy ))
%% The good: JACK TWIST. Firmly placed. Aahhh. Positioned just so. So right. :P My wildest Bench dreams come true. Oh, YEEEES! %%
(( Small reality check ))
%% The bad: These here silly unnecessary BLACK PANTS are in my way. They keep me from him! Of course, the fabric *is* thin and I'm still *this* close to heaven....but still: JACK, come on now. Drop those PANTS, but stay with me! It'd be a sweet life! :-* %%
(( Big reality check ))
%% The ugly: Why did this other one, this RANDALL guy have to place his big butt so heavily down, too close to the fine firm object of my desire? Grrrrrr. He's causing a disturbance in my perfect force of nature experience. He's weighing me down, and causing me pain, and distractin' JACK from noticin' me! Aaarghhh! Take a fishin' hike, pal! Go away!! On your own, mind you! You can safely leave JACK to me! %%
(( Continues to outwardly seem inanimate and calm, while inwardly seething with a battle of lust and caution ))
Mikaela:
THE AMOROUS BENCH OUTSIDE THE DANCE HALL:
(( Taking heart ))
%% Oh well, I'm not gonna worry overmuch about RANDALL. I've got something he hasn't got. A secret, alluring weapon! %%
(( Self-congratulatory ))
%% Just before they emerged from the hall, I luckily had the foresight to douse myself liberally with the one-of-a-kind essence in this little bottle: %%
(( Preens ))
** Yep! Sure enough! I can fight dirty if I have to! No way JACK's ever gonna leave me unless someone practically drags him away! **
welliwont:
RANDALL~
OK, where were we again? .....oh yeah, fishin'. I was askin' you if you wanted to go fishin'. Right after that is when you clammed right up, got this look in your eye, cain't say that I really recognized it or nothin'....
((RANDALL steals a glance at JACK, but it's as if he were in his own little world, JACK's still in a trance))
Jack? Jack??
((No response from JACK. RANDALL can't stop himself from sneaking another peek at JACK'S rapturous visage))
%%He has got ta be the most beautiful man I have ever laid eyes on! Prettier than any lil' lady, too. I sure as hell hope he doesn't already have a fishin' buddy, oh dear!%%
**(SCREENWRITER's NOTES in the margin of the Working
Script: The character of RANDALL should be portrayed as a
bit thick in the head)**
((RANDALL sniffs the air once, then again, then again and again; his head starts to pivot left and then right......))
Say, can you smell anything unusual JACK? Owww!!! That feels like a big wicked splinter poking me in the bum!!!!
Mikaela:
THE VERY VERY VERY AMOROUS AND EQUALLY JEALOUS BENCH:
--- Quote ---Say, can you smell anything unusual JACK?
--- End quote ---
** Hrmf! Can you say "pearls before swine"? Still, it can't be helped. The allure of smell knows no boundaries and won't let me aim at single targets. **
(( Tenses and flexes ))
%% So instead, I'll just have to......umpf..... sacrifice yet another little piece of my heartwood, to get my message sharply across! %%
(( Lets go of another big, sharp splinter where it certainly will be noticed ))
((Tauntingly:))
Hey RANDALL, are you really sitting comfortably here? Maybe somewhere alse would be better?
(( Snickers, before re-focusing exclusively on JACK again ))
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