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Post by Dracula on Dec 23, 2006 10:42:55 GMT -5
*Dracula leads Bond into the torture room and points to what looks like a big wheel.*
"I call this The Machine That Goes 'Ping'."
*The Hechmen take off Bond's shirt and strap him onto it.*
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Post by James Bond on Dec 23, 2006 10:44:45 GMT -5
*Bond is strapped onto a cart next to the wheel, and tries to remember where he has seen this before*
"Do you expect me to talk, Dracula?"
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Post by Dracula on Dec 23, 2006 10:47:34 GMT -5
"No Mr. Bond, I expect you to DIE!"
*Pushes up the level to one.*
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Post by James Bond on Dec 23, 2006 10:49:18 GMT -5
*Begins twisting around in agonizing pain until the Machine finishes it's cycle. For those of you wo haven't seen The Princess Bride, it has just sucked away one year of his life.*
"Well, that sucked."
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Post by Dracula on Dec 23, 2006 10:52:39 GMT -5
"Choose your next witticism carefully Mr. Bond, it may be your last."
*Pushes the machine to it's highest setting, then leaves the room, assuming that everything is going to go according to plan*
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Post by James Bond on Dec 23, 2006 10:54:36 GMT -5
*Is in great pain, and hopes to be rescued, preferably by someone attractive.*
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Post by Sarah von Krolock on Dec 23, 2006 11:08:46 GMT -5
Sarah looked around the room for a moment, confused. Then spying the open window and suddenly remembering the dream she had just been having, she realized that apparently vampires can turn into bats. But if she had been flying, was it still called sleepwalking? The confusion returned when she realized that she had no clue where she was. There was a big wheel with a man on it.
Must still be dreaming. What weird symbolism. Is that Mr. Bond? Because that is just funny. I guess in a weird way it makes since that I can fly in my dream, now that I know it’s a dream after all.
*She attempted to think very hard about levitating, trying to convince herself that she could control her dream, but finding it unfruitful, she decided she should play along.*
“So Mr. Bond, what’s a guy like you doing in a place like this?”
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Post by James Bond on Dec 23, 2006 11:10:50 GMT -5
*Despite being in agonizing pain, manages to carry on a perfectly normal conversation*
"Well, I don't think Dracula liked some of the questions I was asking him, so now he's hoping that this wheel will suck away the remaining years of my life."
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Post by Sarah von Krolock on Dec 23, 2006 11:15:29 GMT -5
"Oh, I see. I guess that does make sense. Dracula always did come off as a rather practical vampire. And you can be most perplexing...hey, didn't I see this wheel somewhere before? Hmm...so what are you planning to do about this whole wheel predicament that you seem to be in?
*Sarah looks dazed and innocent to the situation.*
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Post by James Bond on Dec 23, 2006 11:18:25 GMT -5
"Well, seeing as I'm unable to move, the easiest option is for me to die a horrible death. Or you could turn the machine off."
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Post by Sarah von Krolock on Dec 23, 2006 11:23:50 GMT -5
"Oh. I guess that would work."
*Looks around for switch and finding it turns the machine off. She then walks back over to Bond.*
"You know, if you were undead, you wouldn't run in to as many problems like this. When he laughed at your suffering, you could laugh right back at him. Manically even. You are so missing out."
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Post by James Bond on Dec 23, 2006 11:26:05 GMT -5
"Maybe. But if I knew I couldn't die, that would take all the fun out of it."
*Gets up weakly, rubbing his sides.*
"Thanks."
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Post by Sarah von Krolock on Dec 23, 2006 11:33:52 GMT -5
"Well, it is your call I guess. But you can't expect maidens to come rushing in to save you all the time, or even girls like me. The next time that I find you strapped to a huge wheel that's readily sucking the life out of you, it's going to be dying a horrible death for you. I stand by my belief that it's important to learn from one's experiences. So if you will excuse me, I'm off to work some more on that bat thing."
*Sarah climbed up into the window and glanced back to Bond*
"By the way, nice ass."
*She stepped out of the window and was enjoying the cool breeze as it rushed up her skirts. About halfway down she started to wonder when she would turn back into a bat...*
At least in my dreams I never hit the ground.
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