Other Rose ([info]akycha) wrote,
@ 2003-07-25 18:25:00
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Shadows on the Wall: Someone's Spinning in His Grave
[Scene: Cue music, Track 22. A saucer-shaped UFO flies onscreen, tilting crazily over buildings silhouetted against a sunset background. The UFO crashes and sticks sideways into a tall tower, and as black smoke starts to billow out of it, a tiny figure of Gir falls limply out. Gir falls to the ground, where his head detaches, bounces several times, and rolls to B-ko's feet.]

B-ko: [Dressed as Utena; picks up Gir's head and looks down at it sorrowfully]
Alas, poor Gir! I knew him,
A-ko. A fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy. He
hath sung me in his time a thousand dooms. And now how abhorred
in my imagination it is! My gorge rises at it. Here hung those
lips that I have kiss'd I know not how oft...

A-ko: [Dressed in the Rose Bride dress, sans glasses] B-ko, Gir never had any lips!

B-ko: He didn't? Are you sure?

A-ko: He's a robot. Or a dog. Neither one has lips, B-ko.

B-ko: Hmmmm. You might be right.

A-ko: I know I'm right.

B-ko: Where was I?

A-ko: Lips.

B-ko: Right. Ahem. [Looks at Gir's head, and declaims]
...Where be your tacos
now? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of stupidity
that were wont to set your master at a roar? Not one now, to mock your
own grinning? Quite headless? Now get you to the highest
chamber, and tell him, though he lock the gate, to this
favour he must come. Make him laugh at that. Prithee,
A-ko, tell me one thing.

A-ko: Yes?

B-ko: Has Gir always smelled of popcorn?

A-ko: No. Sometimes he smells worse.

B-ko: Ah. [Looks at the head dubiously.]

A-ko: [Goes and picks up Gir's body, which she tucks under her arm] Onward and upward, then!

[B-ko and A-ko exit, carrying Gir-bits with them, presumably heading towards the tower. The Gir-bits occasionally sizzle and send off bluish sparks.]

[The scene is quiet for a few moments.]

Akio's voice: Nay, pray you seek no colour for your going,
But bid farewell, and go. When you sued staying,
Then was the time for words. No going then!
Eternity was in our lips and eyes,
Bliss in our brows' bent, none our parts so poor
But was a race of heaven. They are so still,
Or thou, the greatest duelist of the world,
Art turn'd the greatest liar.

[Offscreen is an explosion, and blue sparks rain onto the shadowscreen. Then--]

Gir's Voice, distantly: Woo hoo hoo!!!!!!!!!!!!


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[info]heavenscalyx
2003-07-25 08:26 pm UTC (link)
He hath sung me in his time a thousand dooms.

Hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee....

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