CREATURE FEATURE PT 2
We once again join "If It Moves, Shoot It" already in progress.
Colt- HOLD ON!
Woman- Ayeeeeee!
*Truck flies over the top of a hill and back down onto the pavement*
Colt- Did we lose it lady?
Woman- I don't know, let me look.
*Giant horned, hoofed and tentacled monstrosity races over the hill into view*
Woman- Ayeeeeee!
Colt- I'll take that as a no.
Woman- Quick, turn that way!
Colt- What way lady?
Woman- The way I'm pointing!
Colt- Why won't you just say-
Woman- LEFT!
*Jerking the wheel, the truck corners on two wheels, narrowly avoiding an on-coming car and rights itself just in time to drive up the ramp of a open bed moving truck*
Colt- And now we're airborne. This was a great idea lady.
Woman- Stop calling me lady. My name is Helen MacNamera.
*Truck lands and immediately crashes through a glass office window*
Colt- Pleased to meet you Helen. Name's Colt.
Helen- Where are we going?
Colt- Away from THAT thing. It's already killed Dr. Crankenheimer, so I have to find his assistant. H. MacNamera. He's the only one that knows how to stop it.
Helen- That's me!
Colt- Yeah, right. Tell me another one.
Helen- H. MacNamera, HELEN MacNamera. What did you think the H stood for?
Colt- ....Hugo?
Helen- Typical.
Colt- Well pardon me-
Helen- SCHOOL BUS!
Colt- I saw it! -But you don't exactly look like a scientist.
Helen- Just because I'm wearing shorts and a size too small white cotton tank top doesn't mean I'm not intelligent. I'm a paleoclimatologist.
Colt- Gesundheit.
*The truck hops the curb, swinging between gas pumps and back onto the road*
Colt- Well me, you and this Ford F-350 better get back to the lab.
*The monster crashes through the gas station causing it to explode in flames. The monster comes storming through the flames, howling a demonic cry*
Colt- And we better hurry.
Helen- Yeah. The town only has 3 gas stations.
Colt- HOLD ON!
Woman- Ayeeeeee!
*Truck flies over the top of a hill and back down onto the pavement*
Colt- Did we lose it lady?
Woman- I don't know, let me look.
*Giant horned, hoofed and tentacled monstrosity races over the hill into view*
Woman- Ayeeeeee!
Colt- I'll take that as a no.
Woman- Quick, turn that way!
Colt- What way lady?
Woman- The way I'm pointing!
Colt- Why won't you just say-
Woman- LEFT!
*Jerking the wheel, the truck corners on two wheels, narrowly avoiding an on-coming car and rights itself just in time to drive up the ramp of a open bed moving truck*
Colt- And now we're airborne. This was a great idea lady.
Woman- Stop calling me lady. My name is Helen MacNamera.
*Truck lands and immediately crashes through a glass office window*
Colt- Pleased to meet you Helen. Name's Colt.
Helen- Where are we going?
Colt- Away from THAT thing. It's already killed Dr. Crankenheimer, so I have to find his assistant. H. MacNamera. He's the only one that knows how to stop it.
Helen- That's me!
Colt- Yeah, right. Tell me another one.
Helen- H. MacNamera, HELEN MacNamera. What did you think the H stood for?
Colt- ....Hugo?
Helen- Typical.
Colt- Well pardon me-
Helen- SCHOOL BUS!
Colt- I saw it! -But you don't exactly look like a scientist.
Helen- Just because I'm wearing shorts and a size too small white cotton tank top doesn't mean I'm not intelligent. I'm a paleoclimatologist.
Colt- Gesundheit.
*The truck hops the curb, swinging between gas pumps and back onto the road*
Colt- Well me, you and this Ford F-350 better get back to the lab.
*The monster crashes through the gas station causing it to explode in flames. The monster comes storming through the flames, howling a demonic cry*
Colt- And we better hurry.
Helen- Yeah. The town only has 3 gas stations.
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