| User | Th_Plonk | | Topic | Gibberish Puppets | | Message | - Prologue -
[A crowded attic. A candle. The full moon is shining brightly through a tiny window]
Th’Plonk: Madness, madness! Madness, I say!
Gerbliemouth, tell me why the world has gone mad.
GerblMth: Because they saw the moon, sir. It’s full sir. Did you see the moon?
Faust: Not I, I’m looking for my soul. Did you?
Scrooge: Not I, I’m looking for my money. Crachet!!! Oy! Cratchet!!!
GerblMth: Yes, sir?
Scrooge: Find me the money, fool!
GerblMth: Yes, master! Thank you, sir!
Faust: And the moon, while you’re at it.
Steinbeck: The moon is down.
Marley: BOO! Guzzah, you mangy luna-tics! ’Tis too fresh a night to spend cowering in the attic! Munny? Sanerty? Moons? Yoiks, you mouldy old philosophers, you! *gibbers*
[Scrooge faints.]
[ Exeunt Faust, Steinbeck, Gerbliemouth, pursued by Marley, who pauses to hoist Scrooge to his shoulders and wink at the audience]
Th’Plonk: Full moon and empty head. Come, while away the tedium of the night with a puppet show. Can you pull the strings, can you make them dance? Put on a show for us, you burblers and babblers. . . a comedy in four acts... |
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| User | Renada | 2006-01-08 | | | Subject | untitled | | Message | (curtains rises to show HP chained to wall)
Ren: Are they gone? I think the LGM are scary. o.O
HP: You think they’re scary?! You chained me to a wall!
Ren: So? What’s your point?
HP: Just wait till my friends get here!
Ren: Whatever.
LGM: We have returned to vanguish the British and reclaim Renada’s mind!
Ren: Nooooooooooooooo.... Not again! I don’t wanna be a bad llama!
LGM: (chew on HP’s leg)
HP: (says something weird and disappears)
Ren: Hey! Where’d he go? I was gonna use my new tools of torture.
HP: (appears out of nowhere) Hahahaha.... I have escaped! (poofs away)
(the curtain falls)
Ren: (walks onto empty stage) I just want to give the warning that Potter might do evil things and destroy stuff randomly. I am not liable. Thank you.
HP: (only can hear his voice) MAhahahahahahahaha.... I shall eat the fudge monkeys! Fear me! Mahahahahahaha....
Ren: o.O
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| User | Th_Plonk | 2006-01-07 | | | Subject | untitled | | Message | [Curtain Rises]
the Jew: ... "Harry Potter and the Little Green Men!"
Crusoe: I loved that one! Friday does it with shadows in front of the campfire, and Hermione is Ha-laarious. Really! He puts his hands together like this and...
Th’Plonk: Shh!!! Shut up! the cute one’s saying something!
[they look back at the stage] |
| User | Renada | 2006-01-04 | | | Subject | untitled | | Message | [pulls curtain back up]
Renada: Ooooo... it’s a puppet show! Cool!
Harry Potter: You think everything is cool.
Renada: I do n... Ooooooo... A shiny object! Cool! I’ll stare at it for hours!
HP: Told ya. (evilly breaks shiny object)
Ren: You... You killed it! Now the little green men will come!
LGM: (enter stage) We have come because the shiny was ruined. Who killed it?!
Ren: (points at HP) He did! (cries)
LGM: We will kill thee! (chase HP around stage)
Ren: (with evil grin) OKay, all done. (drops curtain on the LGM’s heads) Mahahahahahahaha.... |
| User | Th_Plonk | 2006-01-04 | | | Subject | untitled | | Message | [.i.Midnight. The moon no longer shines through the window. The candle has gone out..ef.]
Th’Plonk: *sigh* ... And it seems there are no burblers or babblers on the internet. Or at least, none who play with Gibberish puppets. What a shame. I’m all alone.
[.i.enter the Wandering Jew, an unkempt hermit, Robinson Crusoe, carrying guitars, .ef.]
All (in harmony): .i.
.sp6.I’m all alone
.sp6.My sorrow’s eating deep into the bone
.sp6.I’ve got the bluuuues.
.sp6.I’ve got no one to tell my troubles to...
.ef.
Crusoe: That was beautiful, guys.
[Hermit nods solemnly]
Th’Plonk: Yeah, we’ve got to do that again sometime. How’s the life aesthetic been treating my homies?
[Hermit eyes the Plonk hungrily]
the Jew: Not all it’s cracked up to be. Say, weren’t you supposed to be putting on a puppet show?
Crusoe: You said that this time other people would be doing the story.
Th’Plonk: I know what I .i.said.ef.. But I think this was the wrong forum for that sort of thing.
Hermit [sotto]: That’s assuming there’s a .i.right.ef. forum for this sort of thing.
Th’Plonk: What was that.
Crusoe: He said that never stopped you before. C’mon! I’ve got goats to skin back home.
the Jew: Lights! Curtain! [.i.picks up script.ef.]
[.i. to Hermit .ef.]Say, I think I’ve seen this one a couple centuries ago! But back then then they called it...
[Curtain falls] |
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