Post by Nate Nytro on Sept 3, 2006 12:58:02 GMT -5
(We see a blank screen, featuring only the words "11:00 am, September 3". You can hear the faint sound of a dial tone. It blossoms in volume, and soon we here a few indistinct clicks, followed by a ringing.)
Nate Nytro: (groaning) Hello?
Richard Cunnings: Nate...get up! It's almost show-time.
Nate Nytro: Alright, alright. Got to warn you though...pretty sick.
Richard Cunnings: I'm sure your teammates will forgive you, just be there on time.
(The phone line disconnects.)
Nate Nytro: Maybe just five more minutes...
(Several moments later, the phone rings again. The screen displays the words, "2 hours later...")
Nate Nytro: (groaning) He-hello?
Richard Cunnings: NATE! I thought you were getting ready?
Nate Nytro: I figured I would get another five minutes of rest.
Richard Cunnings: ...it's been over two hours.
Nate Nytro: Doesn't my well-being come as a concern to you?
Richard Cunnings: Nate, I'm gonna come over there and kick your ass...MOVE IT!
Nate Nytro: Love you too.
(The phone disconnects...end transmission.)
Nate Nytro: (groaning) Hello?
Richard Cunnings: Nate...get up! It's almost show-time.
Nate Nytro: Alright, alright. Got to warn you though...pretty sick.
Richard Cunnings: I'm sure your teammates will forgive you, just be there on time.
(The phone line disconnects.)
Nate Nytro: Maybe just five more minutes...
(Several moments later, the phone rings again. The screen displays the words, "2 hours later...")
Nate Nytro: (groaning) He-hello?
Richard Cunnings: NATE! I thought you were getting ready?
Nate Nytro: I figured I would get another five minutes of rest.
Richard Cunnings: ...it's been over two hours.
Nate Nytro: Doesn't my well-being come as a concern to you?
Richard Cunnings: Nate, I'm gonna come over there and kick your ass...MOVE IT!
Nate Nytro: Love you too.
(The phone disconnects...end transmission.)
