PurpleSarah said:

And you are?

the buster family mansion, where chris and endorphin are starting to get hot and steamy on the couch. chris lies on his back, and endorhin kisses gently down his chest, and chris throws his arm behind him in writhes of exstacy, and knocks over a small gold statue of a monkey. the gold monkey falls to the floor, and chris gasps as the sound rings in his ears."oh no" he whispers, and pushes endorphin off him to reach for the statue. "what is it, love?" endorphin asks. chris grabs the statue from the floor, and holds it up, gently wiping it off and checking it for scratches. "it was a gift from my fourth husband, rest his soul. we went to morroco, and he bought it for me. it's the only reminder i have of him... after the wreck." chris sighs, his emotions locked in his throat.

"father Icenine! fancy meeting you here!" a voice calls out from behind the priest. he quickly hides the camera in his robes, and turns to find redfeathers and handclapsfingasnapz standing behind him on the porch of the buster family mansion. they smile at him, and he smiles back at them uneasily. "were you paying a visit to the buster family?" redfeathers asks. "yes, yes, but i am afraid they are not home today." father icenine adds. "but perhaps two lovely ladies such as yourselves would care to accompany and old priest such as myself to coffee, seeing as chris is not available?" the girls smile at one another, and then at him. "we would love to father." fade to...

quick smoke break.
talk amongst yourselves.
good lord, this thread got popular fast! 4 votes of 5 stars, and 300 sumpthin views!

cborgman said:

%*@*(%!@*

hurry babe!

Cloudbuster said:

off-script!

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cborgman said:

whooop!

This is great stuff!

Chris, write me into a sex scene with Fhunkin!! And let's see Aerogram's hairy chest like all those '80s soap studs!
[This message was edited Tue Jul 29 11:25:13 PDT 2003 by Lammastide]

Wow, for once in my life I've managed to stay out of the drama!

SupaFunkyOrgangrinderSexy said:

hehehe... you just wait!

chico's apartment, where sweeny and cloudbuster are redressing. "tell me something" sweeney says, as she pulls her top over her head. "anything" cloudbuster says as he buttons his shirt. "do you love him?" sweeny asks. "who?" cloudbuster responds."chris? chico? tom?" he adds. "your son" sweeney adds with devious smile. "my son?" cloudbuster asks as he stops dressing. "i don't have a son." his brow furrows as he attempts to figure out what she is talking about. "oh, excuse me, your stepson." she says, and runs her finger through her glamourously messed up hair. "you should really lay off whatever drug you have been consuming because i don't have a stepson either." he says as he slips his necktie around his neck, and starts to tie it. "oh, didn't chris tell you?" she smirks. cloudbuster grabs ahold of her shoulders, and pulls her to him angrily. "i don't know what you are getting at, or what you are talking about, but do not think for one second that just because i am having an affair that i do not love my husband, or that i will tolerate these lies about him." he says, the cold fury in his voice obvious. "if you don't believe me, ask him about his son, or rather his sons." sweeney smirks. fade to...

SupaFunkyOrgangrinderSexy said:

enjoy it whill ya can, sweety. i am just getting started

cborgman said:

Make sure to make it juicy and scandalous, just like I like it!

This is very gay

PurpleSarah said:

what's up with all the negativity today?!

No, Gay is a good thing!

PurpleSarah said:

Who do you think writes all the TV shows you watch?!

PurpleSarah said:

all right!

PurpleSarah said:

Are you coming out as the Gay Org Mafia's newest member?

camille's car, where he sits, waiting on the red light to turn green. all at once, irrisistablebitch slams her car into the back of his. he is knocked out by the impact of his head slamming into the steering wheel. a liquid begins to seep out from beneath the car. irresistable, shaken, and furious, but mostly unharmed, gets out of her car, which is also totalled. she sees that camille is knocked out, and grins. she reaches into her purse, and takes out a cigarette, and lights it. she takes a drag, smiles, and tosses to light cigarette at camille's car, and it lands within a few inches of the slowly growing puddle of liquid seeping from beneath his car. she laughs, and runs away, as people begin to converge on camille's car. fade to...

SupaFunkyOrgangrinderSexy said:

Indeed!

I feel very gay today
i would love to be a member of your mafia
take me please

PurpleSarah said:

Stevie Nicks!

the street where father icenine, dansa, and redfeathers are walking. the priest has the woman on either of his arms, as he escorts them to the coffee shop. "what a fine morning" he chirps in his charming irish accent. "indeed, it is father" red responds, smiling at him. "it is too bad that chris was not at home to enjoy it with you" she adds. "well, i think chris is hardly the kind of person that would let a fine morning like this one slip away without enjoying it with any number of men." the priest smiles, hiding the comtempt in his cheery voice. "father ice, did you go to the buster family mansion to hear chris's confession?" dansa asks, looking up at the priest as they walk. "while i think chris has a great number of sins to confess, i was merely making a social visit to him" father icenine states. "if he wishes to confess, i would be willing to hear his confession, but only if he comes to me wishing to do so. i am afraid the church frowns on making housecalls to force confessions." he adds. at this moment, red's cell phone rings. "hello?" she asks. the dramatic music sweells, as the color drains from her face. "oh my god..." she cries into the phone, as she stops walking. fade to...

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lammastide's office, where lammas has returned to his desk. he places the signed vacation request on his desk, and opens the bottom right drawer of the desk. he flips through the hanging files untill he finds a sheet of paper he is looking for. he pulls it from the drawer, and examines it. it is an earlier vacation request dated 4 months ago, and signed by tron. he places it next to the freshly signed one. the signatures are similar, but do not match. the tilt of the letters in the name signed by tron with his left hand is different from the tilt of the letters signed 4 months ago. he checks the picture of tron taken 4 months ago, and places a magnifying glass over it, examining it carefully. hearing footsteps in the hallway, he looks up. tron passes his office, and scratches the mole on his right cheek idley as he walks by. lammastide turns to te picture, and sees that there is no mole on his cheek in the picture. he sits back in his office chair. "who are you?" he asks no one in particular. fade to...

Props 2 CBorgman (I wish I could read)

Keep going!

Cloudbuster's office,. where insatiable is now sitting in a chair, her gun still trained on JD, who now lies on the floor tied up with phone cord. "tell me more of this 'althom' and his intentions with the missle designs" she demands. "i don't know any more. i have never met him, i've never even talked to him." Jd responds, his annoyance and fear all hidden beneath a falsely calm voice. "i think you are lying. a good spy would know more." she responds, growing weary of him. "look, i am not a spy, i am just a houseboy tht doesn't get paid enough, who got tempted with money by an outside source, okay?" he pleads, his fear more obvious now. "and who are you?" he adds. "who i am is of no matter to you" she responds with an icey smile. "all that should matter to you right now is what i am going to do to you."

the fear builds in his eyes. "please, don't kill me, i'll stop selling the designs, i promise." he cries, fearful tears welling in his eyes. "i have a better idea." she retorts. "how about you continue to sell them, but instead of selling them to haystack who in turn sells them to althom, you just sell them to... me. and of course i won't be paying you any money." she smirks at him, knoiwing he has no choice. "why would i do that?" he asks.

"because you have no choice. if you don't, i will expose you to oyur employers and to the american government. i hardly think that anyone would have pity on a limey, selliung american missle designs to both the canadians and the australians" she laughs."or if you don't like that idea i could always just kill you now."

fade to...

this is sooo addicting

what will ever happen next???

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