Post by Jack of Blades on Nov 26, 2006 8:58:44 GMT -5
The Set Up:
(The car parks in the garage. Despite despatching a good number of pedestrians and general foilage found on the kerb (including wheelchairs, postboxes and seeing-eye dogs), he has arrived safely with the envelope. Charging into the frontroom with it, he observes Jack on the floor repeatedly pressing-up and down. On the expensive coffee table, Rosa and Jade are enjoying some marshmellows in what could be their final night together. Unwrapping the decoration of images of smiling children and launching it into the fire, Jack observes what seems to be a collection of photographs although from the angle we can only see the white backs of the graphics.)
Jack of Blades: So it's true. My image can be captured on film. Weird.
Rosa: Whaasts is that?
Jack of Blades: Those photographs from my day in purgatory and yours at the fun fair.
(Jack hands the images over to Jade who flicks through them occasionally laughing at some of the moments in time captured and static. Blades turns around, bored by such things and gets a whisky from the cabinet.)
Jade Striker: Hey, this isn't one of ours.
(Slightly aware.) Jack of Blades: It could be the Team of Treachery Christmas Party but oh no, Logan doesn't have his testicles ritually shaven. By himself of course. While we stare in horror.
(Jack peers in closer to look at the particular image and the camera does so as well. It seems to be a photograph of 'Creeping Death, Dake Ken, Nytro and Torture at some hotel having a water balloon fight a few months ago.')
Jack of Blades: Well, if that isn't the queerest thing I've ever seen. Come on, time to go to the arena.
(The car parks in the garage. Despite despatching a good number of pedestrians and general foilage found on the kerb (including wheelchairs, postboxes and seeing-eye dogs), he has arrived safely with the envelope. Charging into the frontroom with it, he observes Jack on the floor repeatedly pressing-up and down. On the expensive coffee table, Rosa and Jade are enjoying some marshmellows in what could be their final night together. Unwrapping the decoration of images of smiling children and launching it into the fire, Jack observes what seems to be a collection of photographs although from the angle we can only see the white backs of the graphics.)
Jack of Blades: So it's true. My image can be captured on film. Weird.
Rosa: Whaasts is that?
Jack of Blades: Those photographs from my day in purgatory and yours at the fun fair.
(Jack hands the images over to Jade who flicks through them occasionally laughing at some of the moments in time captured and static. Blades turns around, bored by such things and gets a whisky from the cabinet.)
Jade Striker: Hey, this isn't one of ours.
(Slightly aware.) Jack of Blades: It could be the Team of Treachery Christmas Party but oh no, Logan doesn't have his testicles ritually shaven. By himself of course. While we stare in horror.
(Jack peers in closer to look at the particular image and the camera does so as well. It seems to be a photograph of 'Creeping Death, Dake Ken, Nytro and Torture at some hotel having a water balloon fight a few months ago.')
Jack of Blades: Well, if that isn't the queerest thing I've ever seen. Come on, time to go to the arena.
