Post by Felypsa on May 11, 2008 1:07:36 GMT -6
Felypsa Productions presents:
A MAZE IN MY DREAMS: The Parody
Part 1
Grace: La la la, I really enjoy listening to this foreshadowing music while having foreshadowing thoughts...
Jonathan: I like touching stone. ._.
Grace: As a sexually repressed young woman, I wish I could have adventure...-sighs longingly-
Thunder & Lightning: -CRASHBOOMEPICNESS-
Grace: Well, that's a start. -clears throat and says more loudly- I said, I WISH I COULD HAVE ADVENTURE...
Jonathan: Love me, Gracie!
Grace: Screw you. You're smarter and prettier than me, a fact that lowers my self-esteem immensely.
Jonathan: I can't help that I'm beautiful.
Grace: You're, like, two.
Jonathan: And you're jealous of me. Which of us is more pathetic?
Grace: That's it. No soup for you.
Jonathan: Wha?
Grace: It's a blatant '90s Seinfeld reference. If you were a little older, you would know that...
Jonathan: That is the most pathetic way to one-up me.
Grace: Go to sleep, stupid infant whom I secretly adore.
Jonathan: But I'm a-scared of the storm! ;_;
Grace: Well, no worries, it's just a clichéd plot device that'll usher us into the adventure of a lifetime. -looks up- Riiiight, Omnipotent Writers of This Tale?
OWoTT: Whatchoo talkin' 'bout? -whistle and look innocent-
Grace: Right...anyway, just go to sleep, crybaby.
Margaret: Cue the highly incompetent mother. I make it obvious why Grace has resentful feelings toward her brother. Jonathan, you rule. Grace, you suck. Go away.
Grace: Fine. I'm a bookworm, I don't need real people. I have books. Books are the most interesting things in the... -snores-
Ahkay: Welcome to my pretty land of pretty romance! Even the oppressive bushes that are reminiscent of prison walls are covered in pretty roses! Here, everyone is pretty! Especially me.
Grace: Three letters: W. T. F.
Ahkay: I am a pretty wolf!
Grace: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOooooooooooooooo ooooo... -breaks down sobbing-
Ahkay: Oh snap, I gotcha for a minute there! -giggles-
Grace: -stops sobbing- Oh. Right. Yeah, I knew that. I was just...playing along...
Ahkay: lulz -- I'm actually a pretty king! And I think you're the prettiest one of all.
Grace: -blushes- Aw, well....just 'cause it's true doesn't mean you have to say it...
Ahkay: Pretty Grace, will you ma--
Jonathan: I WILL RUIN YOUR DREAMS FOREVER!
Grace: -waking up- FRICK! Damn you, spoiled child! I was about to either marry or make out with a very hot guy!
Jonathan: -snickers- Yeah right. In yer dreams.
Grace: This blatant irony is killing me.
Little Crony Elves: Dayamn, that be some hot ass our boss be hittin' on. -wolf-whistle-
Jonathan: Now that I've ruined your perfect romantic moment, I'ma goin' to sleep. Nighty night Gracie-poo.
Grace: I hate you. So, so much.
Hugo: As the mandatory ugly goblin, I'm going to be the object of everyone's loathing. 'Cause even though this is all Ahkay's fault, he's too pretty to be hated.
Little Crony Elves: Ew, an ugly goblin. As pretty people, we hate you!
Hugo: Shut up, you insignificant maggots. At least I get name recognition.
Little Crony Elves: Oh yeah...dayamn...
Grace: -singing- I wish...more than anything...more than life, more than the moon--
Into the Woods' writer Stephen Sondheim: Damn you, copyright infringer! No internet for you!
Fely: Aw hellz no, you ain't getting me again! I'm an Omnipotent Writer of This Tale! Be flushed, Stephen Sondheim!
Stephen Sondhem: -is flushed out of the story like an ant going down the toilet- aaaaaaaaaaaarrgggghhh---gurgle...
Fely: Anywho...sorry for the interruption, back to the story...
Grace: I wish I could have a man, dammit!
Ahkay: -ears perk- How 'bout an elf, baby?
Grace: Whatever, as long as he can do it, and do it good!
Ahkay: Hellz to the yeah! Move in, troops!
Little Crony Elves & Hugo: Whooo! Field day! -steal Jonathan-
Lights: -go off- Oooh, it's all spooky now!
Jonathan: Okay...I may be a little kid...but I'm pretty sure I'm not in Kansas anymore. Or Thor, for that matter.
Hugo: That's right, biyotch.
Jonathan: I'm going to respond in the only way I know how: -SCREAMSHRIEKCRYSOB-
Hugo: Goddammit...I'm the worst babysitter ever...why the hell did Ahkay give me this job, and why am I so excited about it?
Ahkay: Yeah, good point. o.o Why did I.... Oh, I remember! You're the obligatory hated ugly beast! x3
Hugo: -in a British accent a la Alfred the butler- Damn you, sir...
Grace: I'm really slow on the uptake....did the man of my dreams just say "hellz to the yeah" in response to my blatant horniness?
Ahkay: Hellz to the yeah I did!
Grace: There! He did it again! o.o I must be really sexually frustrated...I'm actually hallucinating because of it.
Jonathan: Okay, for just ONE MINUTE can you STOP FOCUSING on your pathetic sexually repressed self and LOOK FOR YOUR KIDNAPPED BABY BROTHER?!
Grace: .........
Jonathan: -_-
Grace: Oh, wait, Jonathan! Hah, forgot all about him.
Jonathan: Clearly...
Grace: Oh snap, Jonathan ain't in his crib! I totally did NOT see that one coming!
Jonathan: No wonder Mom likes me better...-_-
Ahkay: Guess who's still here?
Grace: Look, mister, I'd do you right now, hallucination or not, but I sort of have an obligation to find my pathetic, hapless baby brother...
Ahkay: Well that's hot. But I'm only here to laugh at you and tell you: I TOLD YOU SO.
Grace: You did not.
Ahkay: I didn't? Well....I meant to. Anyway, you should still feel guilty and blame yourself, because this is all your fault for wishing for someone to alleviate your cravings.
Grace: Damn you, libido....
Ahkay: Anyway, you can thank me later...in bed. -waggles eyebrows suggestively-
Grace: Oddly enough, I'm starting to get less turned on...
Ahkay: Then there's something srsly wrong with you.
Grace: I dunno, you just seem less...juicy than earlier. Maybe it has something to do with the fact that YOU'RE A FREAKING PSYCHOPATH WHO KIDNAPPED MY BROTHER TO WIN MY AFFECTIONS!
Ahkay: ......nah, that can't be it. It must be you, you crazy bitch. You know what you need to do? You need to spend some time exploring my insane maze.
Grace: Is that some kind of twisted innuendo?
Ahkay: ...no...>.>;
Grace: Oh. Heh. I think I just embarrassed myself right there.
Awkward Silence: -ensues-
Crickets: -chirp-
Tumbleweed: -rolls by-
Ahkay: ...ANYWHO, you've got one month to find your brother in the middle of this maze, otherwise...er...everyone will die and you'll forget everything.
Grace: ...okay, how is this a good deal, again?
Ahkay: It's not. But I'm pretty, and you don't have a choice. :3
Grace: Well, f*ck me.
Ahkay: Is that an offer?
Grace: NO. Go 'way so I can feel sorry for myself.
Ahkay: -in a Westley-like voice- As you wish. -vanishes-
Princess Bride writer: Hey, you copyright infrin--
Fely: That's it, I've had it! My creativity is being suppressed by overly self-involved copyright enforcers! End of part 1, dammit!
It's Over! (for now)
A MAZE IN MY DREAMS: The Parody
Part 1
Grace: La la la, I really enjoy listening to this foreshadowing music while having foreshadowing thoughts...
Jonathan: I like touching stone. ._.
Grace: As a sexually repressed young woman, I wish I could have adventure...-sighs longingly-
Thunder & Lightning: -CRASHBOOMEPICNESS-
Grace: Well, that's a start. -clears throat and says more loudly- I said, I WISH I COULD HAVE ADVENTURE...
Jonathan: Love me, Gracie!
Grace: Screw you. You're smarter and prettier than me, a fact that lowers my self-esteem immensely.
Jonathan: I can't help that I'm beautiful.
Grace: You're, like, two.
Jonathan: And you're jealous of me. Which of us is more pathetic?
Grace: That's it. No soup for you.
Jonathan: Wha?
Grace: It's a blatant '90s Seinfeld reference. If you were a little older, you would know that...
Jonathan: That is the most pathetic way to one-up me.
Grace: Go to sleep, stupid infant whom I secretly adore.
Jonathan: But I'm a-scared of the storm! ;_;
Grace: Well, no worries, it's just a clichéd plot device that'll usher us into the adventure of a lifetime. -looks up- Riiiight, Omnipotent Writers of This Tale?
OWoTT:
Whatchoo talkin' 'bout? -whistle and look innocent-Grace: Right...anyway, just go to sleep, crybaby.
Margaret: Cue the highly incompetent mother. I make it obvious why Grace has resentful feelings toward her brother. Jonathan, you rule. Grace, you suck. Go away.
Grace: Fine. I'm a bookworm, I don't need real people. I have books. Books are the most interesting things in the... -snores-
Ahkay: Welcome to my pretty land of pretty romance! Even the oppressive bushes that are reminiscent of prison walls are covered in pretty roses! Here, everyone is pretty! Especially me.
Grace: Three letters: W. T. F.
Ahkay: I am a pretty wolf!
Grace: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOooooooooooooooo ooooo... -breaks down sobbing-
Ahkay: Oh snap, I gotcha for a minute there! -giggles-
Grace: -stops sobbing- Oh. Right. Yeah, I knew that. I was just...playing along...
Ahkay: lulz -- I'm actually a pretty king! And I think you're the prettiest one of all.
Grace: -blushes- Aw, well....just 'cause it's true doesn't mean you have to say it...
Ahkay: Pretty Grace, will you ma--
Jonathan: I WILL RUIN YOUR DREAMS FOREVER!
Grace: -waking up- FRICK! Damn you, spoiled child! I was about to either marry or make out with a very hot guy!
Jonathan: -snickers- Yeah right. In yer dreams.
Grace: This blatant irony is killing me.
Little Crony Elves: Dayamn, that be some hot ass our boss be hittin' on. -wolf-whistle-
Jonathan: Now that I've ruined your perfect romantic moment, I'ma goin' to sleep. Nighty night Gracie-poo.
Grace: I hate you. So, so much.
Hugo: As the mandatory ugly goblin, I'm going to be the object of everyone's loathing. 'Cause even though this is all Ahkay's fault, he's too pretty to be hated.
Little Crony Elves: Ew, an ugly goblin. As pretty people, we hate you!
Hugo: Shut up, you insignificant maggots. At least I get name recognition.
Little Crony Elves: Oh yeah...dayamn...
Grace: -singing- I wish...more than anything...more than life, more than the moon--
Into the Woods' writer Stephen Sondheim: Damn you, copyright infringer! No internet for you!
Fely: Aw hellz no, you ain't getting me again! I'm an Omnipotent Writer of This Tale! Be flushed, Stephen Sondheim!
Stephen Sondhem: -is flushed out of the story like an ant going down the toilet- aaaaaaaaaaaarrgggghhh---gurgle...
Fely: Anywho...sorry for the interruption, back to the story...
Grace: I wish I could have a man, dammit!
Ahkay: -ears perk- How 'bout an elf, baby?
Grace: Whatever, as long as he can do it, and do it good!
Ahkay: Hellz to the yeah! Move in, troops!
Little Crony Elves & Hugo: Whooo! Field day! -steal Jonathan-
Lights: -go off- Oooh, it's all spooky now!
Jonathan: Okay...I may be a little kid...but I'm pretty sure I'm not in Kansas anymore. Or Thor, for that matter.
Hugo: That's right, biyotch.
Jonathan: I'm going to respond in the only way I know how: -SCREAMSHRIEKCRYSOB-
Hugo: Goddammit...I'm the worst babysitter ever...why the hell did Ahkay give me this job, and why am I so excited about it?
Ahkay: Yeah, good point. o.o Why did I.... Oh, I remember! You're the obligatory hated ugly beast! x3
Hugo: -in a British accent a la Alfred the butler- Damn you, sir...
Grace: I'm really slow on the uptake....did the man of my dreams just say "hellz to the yeah" in response to my blatant horniness?
Ahkay: Hellz to the yeah I did!
Grace: There! He did it again! o.o I must be really sexually frustrated...I'm actually hallucinating because of it.
Jonathan: Okay, for just ONE MINUTE can you STOP FOCUSING on your pathetic sexually repressed self and LOOK FOR YOUR KIDNAPPED BABY BROTHER?!
Grace: .........
Jonathan: -_-
Grace: Oh, wait, Jonathan! Hah, forgot all about him.
Jonathan: Clearly...
Grace: Oh snap, Jonathan ain't in his crib! I totally did NOT see that one coming!
Jonathan: No wonder Mom likes me better...-_-
Ahkay: Guess who's still here?
Grace: Look, mister, I'd do you right now, hallucination or not, but I sort of have an obligation to find my pathetic, hapless baby brother...
Ahkay: Well that's hot. But I'm only here to laugh at you and tell you: I TOLD YOU SO.
Grace: You did not.
Ahkay: I didn't? Well....I meant to. Anyway, you should still feel guilty and blame yourself, because this is all your fault for wishing for someone to alleviate your cravings.
Grace: Damn you, libido....
Ahkay: Anyway, you can thank me later...in bed. -waggles eyebrows suggestively-
Grace: Oddly enough, I'm starting to get less turned on...
Ahkay: Then there's something srsly wrong with you.
Grace: I dunno, you just seem less...juicy than earlier. Maybe it has something to do with the fact that YOU'RE A FREAKING PSYCHOPATH WHO KIDNAPPED MY BROTHER TO WIN MY AFFECTIONS!
Ahkay: ......nah, that can't be it. It must be you, you crazy bitch. You know what you need to do? You need to spend some time exploring my insane maze.
Grace: Is that some kind of twisted innuendo?
Ahkay: ...no...>.>;
Grace: Oh. Heh. I think I just embarrassed myself right there.
Awkward Silence: -ensues-
Crickets: -chirp-
Tumbleweed: -rolls by-
Ahkay: ...ANYWHO, you've got one month to find your brother in the middle of this maze, otherwise...er...everyone will die and you'll forget everything.
Grace: ...okay, how is this a good deal, again?
Ahkay: It's not. But I'm pretty, and you don't have a choice. :3
Grace: Well, f*ck me.
Ahkay: Is that an offer?
Grace: NO. Go 'way so I can feel sorry for myself.
Ahkay: -in a Westley-like voice- As you wish. -vanishes-
Princess Bride writer: Hey, you copyright infrin--
Fely: That's it, I've had it! My creativity is being suppressed by overly self-involved copyright enforcers! End of part 1, dammit!
It's Over! (for now)
