[OOM: In dreams.]
Dec. 3rd, 2006 11:43 pmINT. TENT THAT DREAMS OF BEING A STUDIO APARTMENT
The scene opens on the interior of Raph's tent as it exists at present, the scene is a desolate one. The camera pans through the space, starting with the front door flap and moving counter-clockwise through the space. As it travels through the living room/sitting area there is a brief pause to take in the one shred of magic still left on the roof: the Raph-shaped clean spot that claims the left-most cushion of the couch. The tour continues over the breakfast bar and through the galley kitchen, before coming to a halt on the remnants of what was once a bed.
Suddenly the alarm clock on the bedside table sputters to life, and the moonlight which bathes the room is augmented by the blue blinking display. The camera pivots to take in the face of the clock which blinks the time: 1:22 am. When it pans back to the bed proper, the bed is not only whole but currently occupied as well. A shirtless Human RAPHAEL lays on his back, his eyes closed.
The scene opens on the interior of Raph's tent as it exists at present, the scene is a desolate one. The camera pans through the space, starting with the front door flap and moving counter-clockwise through the space. As it travels through the living room/sitting area there is a brief pause to take in the one shred of magic still left on the roof: the Raph-shaped clean spot that claims the left-most cushion of the couch. The tour continues over the breakfast bar and through the galley kitchen, before coming to a halt on the remnants of what was once a bed.
Suddenly the alarm clock on the bedside table sputters to life, and the moonlight which bathes the room is augmented by the blue blinking display. The camera pivots to take in the face of the clock which blinks the time: 1:22 am. When it pans back to the bed proper, the bed is not only whole but currently occupied as well. A shirtless Human RAPHAEL lays on his back, his eyes closed.
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Date: 2006-12-05 05:47 am (UTC)"We should be getting back. It's almost dark."
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Date: 2006-12-05 05:53 am (UTC)Along the way he's lost the chopsticks, and somehow found himself in the possession of a large industrial sized lug wrench.
He looks more like a kid at a pinata party, than a highly trained ninja.
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Date: 2006-12-05 05:56 am (UTC)"There you go."
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Date: 2006-12-05 06:15 am (UTC)"HOME RUN! RAPHAEL WINS!"
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Date: 2006-12-05 08:27 pm (UTC)Sometime in the past few ... minutes? hours? ... it's started to rain.
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Date: 2006-12-14 03:08 am (UTC)"You sure we can't just, you know...walk?"
He likes the rain, always has. People run in the rain. They do their best to get inside. They don't spend a whole lot of time looking around at the faces of those around them.
Raph puts his hand on the window. Four fingers spaced to appear as two.
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Date: 2006-12-14 03:34 am (UTC)Andrew's got a heavy leatherbound book out, and is leafing through it with an intent expression.
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Date: 2006-12-14 03:51 am (UTC)"An' there ain't no way 'round this? I mean, there ain't no other way? I frickin' hate that Donna Reed bull."
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Date: 2006-12-14 04:12 am (UTC)He glances up from the book. "Look, we've got the Really Big Sword and the Boots of Buttkicking, and if we can just collect the Spear-and-Magic-Helmet by the time we get there, we'll be golden."
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Date: 2006-12-14 04:39 am (UTC)His options are: sighing or punching something.
In a fit of unprecedented self control, he sighs.
"So...where we lookin'? Chet's? Second Time 'Round? Spag's?
...
At least tell me it's guarded or somethin'."
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Date: 2006-12-14 05:12 am (UTC)The cab has pulled up outside of Tiffany's. Two heavily armed trolls guard the entrance.
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Date: 2006-12-14 05:23 am (UTC)Raph reaches for a sai, only to have his hand come back with a rubber chicken.
He doesn't seem to notice.
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Date: 2006-12-19 04:52 am (UTC)"Save that for later," he directs.
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Date: 2006-12-20 01:57 am (UTC)"KLATU BARADA...er...KLATU BARADA..."
And then having forgotten the rest he attempts to cough his way through it.
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Date: 2006-12-20 08:44 pm (UTC)From the other side of the cab, Andrew yells something. It sounds like it might be nickel. Or necktie.
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Date: 2006-12-21 03:33 am (UTC)The trolls don't seem convinced.
"Guess you guys only read the abridged book of demonslayin'. I mean, come on. How do you guys expect to beat me?"
The trolls flex. They are quite large, now that Raph thinks about it.
"Good answer. Good answer."
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Date: 2006-12-21 04:28 am (UTC)"Let's do this thing."
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Date: 2006-12-21 04:43 am (UTC)And with that, Raph leaps at the troll on the right.
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Date: 2006-12-21 04:48 am (UTC)Andrew charges the troll on the left.
And the battle is joined!