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libra_travellerTitle: Needs Wings
Authors: libra_traveller and MurdocsAngel
Summary: A parody of whatever we wished.
It’s midnight on the ocean, not a streetcar is in sight...uh, because it’s the ocean, duh! And the trashcans are spotless, because you know, the beachers only litter. Jerry tries to get a look at the hot chick standing beside him, but, well, it might be midnight but it was a new moon and it was cloudy! He only knew her name began with an ‘a’ so he tells her, “You must be my angel.”
She gasps, and he attempts to get another look at her, but then she starts sobbing. “H-h-how did you know? You weren’t supposed to find out yet! Now we can never be togeeeeeeeeetheeeer!” And with that she runs off screaming. Jerry blinks a couple of times. “Last time I try that particular pick-up line.”
Pan camera.
“Oh woe is me, I’ll never get my wings, not that I want them you know, ‘cause I want to be on earth with my love, but it’s the principal of thing, like, you know?”
A voice from out of the darkness shouts “Shaddup! We're tryin’ to sleep here! Damn hippies and they’re damn angst. Grumble, mutter, grumble grumble.” After a long, awkward pause, the voice continues. “What? Haven't you ever heard someone mutter and grumble before? Sheesh, grumble grumble, mutter mutter.”
Another voice pipes up,
“Dear John,
If you’re going to grumble, I’ll have to leave you, hell I’m already leaving you and that’s why I’m sending you this podcast. I’m sorry.”
“Double-you tee eff? I’ve told you my name is not JOHN. It’s–”
A very loud crashing noise is heard, something like thunder.
“How many times do I have to tell you! And anyway you...oh. Damn-it. I hate podcasts! Mutter grumble mutter grumble...”
The angel’s eyes widen, and she looks kind of frightened. “Er, like, you know....oh! If I can reunite those two lovers! I can, like, totally get my wings!”
Jerry runs chasing after his angel because she’s really hot, you know? “Hey, chickie, why so glum, wait is that... your eyes are glowing. You know, I know that look, it’s trouble with a capital ‘t’. I’m out of here.”
Colette, because that was the name she chose after becoming an angel, because of something she couldn't quite remember, grabs him by the collar of his shirt. “Oh no, I’m your guardian angel, so you, like, totally have to do what I say.” Her eyes take on a demonic expression. “NOW!”
“@$*&!” He walks forward with his arms in front of him and his eyes glazed over. “Yes dear, whatever you say dear. Buy me a puppy and I'm all yours.”
She sighs, “Like, how come that never works? Anyway, I need your help in regenerating the world!”
“Regenerating?” He wiggles his eyebrows. “Or do you mean repopulating?”
“What? Ewww!” She slaps him, “We aren't compatible as a species, you moron! Anyways, I got sidetracked. It must be fake memories from my fake name. I meant that I need your help in reuniting the two worlds. I mean two lovers. Yeah.”
“So like, you want Venus and Mars to fuck, right?”
“ARGH! NOOO! I want those two people who are standing around naked to fuck! I mean, get back together! Since they're...ooh...oh...my god...STOP! THAT IS JUST NASTY AND YOU HAVE RUINED MY CHANCES OF GETTING WINGS!!!” She calls forth a bolt of lightning and kills the two of them.
The End
“Johnny, I didn't mean it, I love you!”
Roll Credits
Authors: libra_traveller and MurdocsAngel
Summary: A parody of whatever we wished.
It’s midnight on the ocean, not a streetcar is in sight...uh, because it’s the ocean, duh! And the trashcans are spotless, because you know, the beachers only litter. Jerry tries to get a look at the hot chick standing beside him, but, well, it might be midnight but it was a new moon and it was cloudy! He only knew her name began with an ‘a’ so he tells her, “You must be my angel.”
She gasps, and he attempts to get another look at her, but then she starts sobbing. “H-h-how did you know? You weren’t supposed to find out yet! Now we can never be togeeeeeeeeetheeeer!” And with that she runs off screaming. Jerry blinks a couple of times. “Last time I try that particular pick-up line.”
Pan camera.
“Oh woe is me, I’ll never get my wings, not that I want them you know, ‘cause I want to be on earth with my love, but it’s the principal of thing, like, you know?”
A voice from out of the darkness shouts “Shaddup! We're tryin’ to sleep here! Damn hippies and they’re damn angst. Grumble, mutter, grumble grumble.” After a long, awkward pause, the voice continues. “What? Haven't you ever heard someone mutter and grumble before? Sheesh, grumble grumble, mutter mutter.”
Another voice pipes up,
“Dear John,
If you’re going to grumble, I’ll have to leave you, hell I’m already leaving you and that’s why I’m sending you this podcast. I’m sorry.”
“Double-you tee eff? I’ve told you my name is not JOHN. It’s–”
A very loud crashing noise is heard, something like thunder.
“How many times do I have to tell you! And anyway you...oh. Damn-it. I hate podcasts! Mutter grumble mutter grumble...”
The angel’s eyes widen, and she looks kind of frightened. “Er, like, you know....oh! If I can reunite those two lovers! I can, like, totally get my wings!”
Jerry runs chasing after his angel because she’s really hot, you know? “Hey, chickie, why so glum, wait is that... your eyes are glowing. You know, I know that look, it’s trouble with a capital ‘t’. I’m out of here.”
Colette, because that was the name she chose after becoming an angel, because of something she couldn't quite remember, grabs him by the collar of his shirt. “Oh no, I’m your guardian angel, so you, like, totally have to do what I say.” Her eyes take on a demonic expression. “NOW!”
“@$*&!” He walks forward with his arms in front of him and his eyes glazed over. “Yes dear, whatever you say dear. Buy me a puppy and I'm all yours.”
She sighs, “Like, how come that never works? Anyway, I need your help in regenerating the world!”
“Regenerating?” He wiggles his eyebrows. “Or do you mean repopulating?”
“What? Ewww!” She slaps him, “We aren't compatible as a species, you moron! Anyways, I got sidetracked. It must be fake memories from my fake name. I meant that I need your help in reuniting the two worlds. I mean two lovers. Yeah.”
“So like, you want Venus and Mars to fuck, right?”
“ARGH! NOOO! I want those two people who are standing around naked to fuck! I mean, get back together! Since they're...ooh...oh...my god...STOP! THAT IS JUST NASTY AND YOU HAVE RUINED MY CHANCES OF GETTING WINGS!!!” She calls forth a bolt of lightning and kills the two of them.
The End
“Johnny, I didn't mean it, I love you!”
Roll Credits