Other Rose (![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} akycha) wrote,@ 2003-08-07 14:17:00 |
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Shadows on the Wall: Revolution, Movement the First
Revolution, Movement the First: A Journey of a Thousand Miles Begins With Leaving the Iron On
[Scene: A-ko, dressed in a rather tattered Rose Bride dress, barefoot, and without glasses, and B-ko, dressed in a very tattered Student Council uniform, the trousers turned into ragged cutoffs and the braid trailing, stand before a pair of double doors. The doors slide open, revealing C-ko, dressed in a smart Thirties-style elevator-boy's uniform, complete with a jaunty little pillbox cap.]
C-ko: Going up?
[A-ko and B-ko enter the elevator, and the doors slide shut with a familiar chime.]
C-ko: First floor: Rose Garden, Pest-Eradication Department, Music Room, Basketball Courts, Martial Arts Equipment, Fountain Display, Fencing Supplies, and Parking.
[The elevator hums, and A-ko and B-ko are silent.]
C-ko: Mezzanine: Koi Ponds, Tire Shop, Pets, Cowboy Gear, Camping Equipment, Bubble Bath, and Lingerie.
[The elevator hums.]
C-ko: Third Floor: Balloons, Fruit, Baseball Equipment, Grade Books, Throwing Knives, Chairs, and Umbrellas.
[A-ko solemnly hands B-ko an open umbrella. B-ko holds it over both their heads during a brief cloudburst in the elevator. During this time, C-ko's little pillbox hat sprouts a mini-umbrella. Then the rain stops and the umbrellas fold up and vanish.]
C-ko: Fourth Floor: UFO Sales and Service, Intergalactic Robot Repair, Department of Narrative Continuity and Obscurity, and Office of Cheerful Copyright Violations.
A-ko: Speaking of which, do you think Gir is going to be all right?
B-ko: He was singing along with the television when I left him.
A-ko: Ah.
C-ko: Fifth Floor: Princes, Princesses, Towers, White Horses, Swords, Ghosts, Witches, and Other Fairytale Accoutrements.
B-ko: Wait... Didn't we need one of those?
A-ko: A what?
B-ko: A Prince. Or a sword? Or did I mean a witch?
A-ko: I'm pretty sure that if we'd needed one we would have brought one.
B-ko: Oh. Okay. But I have this nagging sensation...
A-ko: Yes?
B-ko: ...that we've forgotten something.
C-ko: Sixth Floor: Coffins, All sizes, all colors.
[The elevator hums in a long silence.]
C-ko: Top Floor: The End of the World. All out, please.
[The elevator doors slide open with a little chime, and A-ko, B-ko, and C-ko all step out.]
Revolution, Movement the First: A Journey of a Thousand Miles Begins With Leaving the Iron On
[Scene: A-ko, dressed in a rather tattered Rose Bride dress, barefoot, and without glasses, and B-ko, dressed in a very tattered Student Council uniform, the trousers turned into ragged cutoffs and the braid trailing, stand before a pair of double doors. The doors slide open, revealing C-ko, dressed in a smart Thirties-style elevator-boy's uniform, complete with a jaunty little pillbox cap.]
C-ko: Going up?
[A-ko and B-ko enter the elevator, and the doors slide shut with a familiar chime.]
C-ko: First floor: Rose Garden, Pest-Eradication Department, Music Room, Basketball Courts, Martial Arts Equipment, Fountain Display, Fencing Supplies, and Parking.
[The elevator hums, and A-ko and B-ko are silent.]
C-ko: Mezzanine: Koi Ponds, Tire Shop, Pets, Cowboy Gear, Camping Equipment, Bubble Bath, and Lingerie.
[The elevator hums.]
C-ko: Third Floor: Balloons, Fruit, Baseball Equipment, Grade Books, Throwing Knives, Chairs, and Umbrellas.
[A-ko solemnly hands B-ko an open umbrella. B-ko holds it over both their heads during a brief cloudburst in the elevator. During this time, C-ko's little pillbox hat sprouts a mini-umbrella. Then the rain stops and the umbrellas fold up and vanish.]
C-ko: Fourth Floor: UFO Sales and Service, Intergalactic Robot Repair, Department of Narrative Continuity and Obscurity, and Office of Cheerful Copyright Violations.
A-ko: Speaking of which, do you think Gir is going to be all right?
B-ko: He was singing along with the television when I left him.
A-ko: Ah.
C-ko: Fifth Floor: Princes, Princesses, Towers, White Horses, Swords, Ghosts, Witches, and Other Fairytale Accoutrements.
B-ko: Wait... Didn't we need one of those?
A-ko: A what?
B-ko: A Prince. Or a sword? Or did I mean a witch?
A-ko: I'm pretty sure that if we'd needed one we would have brought one.
B-ko: Oh. Okay. But I have this nagging sensation...
A-ko: Yes?
B-ko: ...that we've forgotten something.
C-ko: Sixth Floor: Coffins, All sizes, all colors.
[The elevator hums in a long silence.]
C-ko: Top Floor: The End of the World. All out, please.
[The elevator doors slide open with a little chime, and A-ko, B-ko, and C-ko all step out.]
