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LM:Turnips! What next.... parsnips? Maybe some carrots, and leeks and we could make a soup!
Lude: *half moaned in the background* Sssoooouuuuuuupppppp.........uh!!! *thud*
TTL: Later dear, later.
Lara: *looking round at the turnip covered floor* Thank God Winston's not here.
DoX: Erm, we still have flying dishes, turnip showers and no Aqua...
TRC: Do you think it's magic? ...I saw this David Copperfield show once and....
DK: Doughnuts?!
TTL: No, magic! ...and anyway, it's all done with mirrors you know.
TRC: *picks up a near by turnip and holding it like a looking-glass, gazes at it whilst fixing her hair*
Kitty: I suppose it COULD be magic ....I mean Aqua could have vanished in that persian rug, that kind of thing happens, right?
Lara: Hummm.. nice theory, but that was Cleopatra, and she appeared out of one.
DK: Doughnuts?
Lara: No, I doubt they're responsible either.
LM: So we're now looking for a mole, whilst trying to explain the mysterious flying plates, missing Aqua, and the inexplicable disappearance of all the food in the kitchen.
Lude *staggers up from the kitchen, and leans on the doorframe, clutching her stomach*.
TTL: Not THAT inexplicable...
Lude: *still clutching stomach* OOOWWWUUUUHHHHH!!!!!
TTL: Really?
Lude: ...uuuuhhhhhhhh...
TTL: ...but I thought...
Lude: ...oouuhhhwwwww...
TTL: Oh, I see your point.
TRC: *tossing the turnip aside* Can you actually understand that?
TTL: Of course! She's my sister!
*pause*
Lara: AND... what did she say?
TTL: She said that owing to the incontrollable and deeply rooted -that borders on the sociopathic- mythomanic nature, of the creature that has already been responsible for the various unsettling and unusual occurrences that have been happening here tonight...
Lude: ...uuuhhoooowwuuu...
TLL: Yes, I'm getting to that. ...where was I?
Lude: ...uh owh.
TTL: Oh, yes, you're quite right. ...that have been happening here tonight, and the fact that they are so obviously intertwined in the mythology and history of this mole, it's highly probable and quite possible that the Nephilimillion has not in fact, kept its word and left at all. And is responsible for the things we've been experiencing.
LM: Surely you can't be serious?!
TTL: I am serious...and don't call me Shirley.
Lara: Right, so it doesn't get the message, eh? Well, I'm sure the old Uzis can be suitably persuasive...
Donny: I second that! *glances at gun cupboard longingly.*
TTL: Of course, it could be another Nephilimillion with it's own agenda.
TRC: Or a crazed magician with nothing better to do!
LM: Like, Blaine?? *sniggers quietly*
TTL: True, he does have nothing better to do, but he's still under observation....
Lude: Uwhn owuh!
Lara: What?!
TTL: No, it's not Derren Brown either, for if't twas, I would have sensed the presence of the Master... *gazes off into space*
All: *confused*
TTL: Eh, hem... anyway, it's not that, it's probably the Nephilimillion or a Nephilimillion.
Kitty: So what exactly are we supposed to do?
Lara: Well, short of making turnip stew, I don't think there's much we CAN do right now. I suggest we all rest well, and make a fresh start in the morning"
DoX: And why's the N thingy still here anyway?
Lara: I can only presume we've still got some clues round here that it needs to find the mole.
TRC: And how are we supposed to find Aqua?
Lara: *very tired now* We'll think on that in the morning.
LM: And visit the factory...
Lara: ...and visit the factory, yes.
DK: Doughnuts?
Lara: Maybe that too.
Lude: ...uuuwwwhhhh... *thud*
Lara: TTL...please.
TTL: Absolutely. *goes over to Lude, and helps her to her feet.*
Lara: Can we PLEASE go to bed now, everyone?
*Grudgingly, everyone begins to trudge upstairs*
Lude: *looking up at TTL* Uuuuwwh hwu oouuuuhhhh.
TTL: I know, I know, I don't think they understand either.
Lude: ...uh uwwh uh wwwweh...
TTL: No, I don't think I'll ever be over Macho Grande.
*both nod gravely and pause*
Lude: *looking up again* ...uh uwh ooowwwh uh wh...
TTL: Yeah, I hope we find Aqua soon too. I don't like having so many lines, it's kinda weird.
Lude: ...ooooooooohhhhhhhuuuwww...
TTL: I'm sure we've a Mars bar stashed away for a rainy day somewhere.
*Lude smiles weakly as the pair slowly stumble up the stairs behind everyone, and after a while, all becomes quiet in Croft Manor....but down in the hall something begins to move underneath the turnips......*
LM:Turnips! What next.... parsnips? Maybe some carrots, and leeks and we could make a soup!
Lude: *half moaned in the background* Sssoooouuuuuuupppppp.........uh!!! *thud*
TTL: Later dear, later.
Lara: *looking round at the turnip covered floor* Thank God Winston's not here.
DoX: Erm, we still have flying dishes, turnip showers and no Aqua...
TRC: Do you think it's magic? ...I saw this David Copperfield show once and....
DK: Doughnuts?!
TTL: No, magic! ...and anyway, it's all done with mirrors you know.
TRC: *picks up a near by turnip and holding it like a looking-glass, gazes at it whilst fixing her hair*
Kitty: I suppose it COULD be magic ....I mean Aqua could have vanished in that persian rug, that kind of thing happens, right?
Lara: Hummm.. nice theory, but that was Cleopatra, and she appeared out of one.
DK: Doughnuts?
Lara: No, I doubt they're responsible either.
LM: So we're now looking for a mole, whilst trying to explain the mysterious flying plates, missing Aqua, and the inexplicable disappearance of all the food in the kitchen.
Lude *staggers up from the kitchen, and leans on the doorframe, clutching her stomach*.
TTL: Not THAT inexplicable...
Lude: *still clutching stomach* OOOWWWUUUUHHHHH!!!!!
TTL: Really?
Lude: ...uuuuhhhhhhhh...
TTL: ...but I thought...
Lude: ...oouuhhhwwwww...
TTL: Oh, I see your point.
TRC: *tossing the turnip aside* Can you actually understand that?
TTL: Of course! She's my sister!
*pause*
Lara: AND... what did she say?
TTL: She said that owing to the incontrollable and deeply rooted -that borders on the sociopathic- mythomanic nature, of the creature that has already been responsible for the various unsettling and unusual occurrences that have been happening here tonight...
Lude: ...uuuhhoooowwuuu...
TLL: Yes, I'm getting to that. ...where was I?
Lude: ...uh owh.
TTL: Oh, yes, you're quite right. ...that have been happening here tonight, and the fact that they are so obviously intertwined in the mythology and history of this mole, it's highly probable and quite possible that the Nephilimillion has not in fact, kept its word and left at all. And is responsible for the things we've been experiencing.
LM: Surely you can't be serious?!
TTL: I am serious...and don't call me Shirley.
Lara: Right, so it doesn't get the message, eh? Well, I'm sure the old Uzis can be suitably persuasive...
Donny: I second that! *glances at gun cupboard longingly.*
TTL: Of course, it could be another Nephilimillion with it's own agenda.
TRC: Or a crazed magician with nothing better to do!
LM: Like, Blaine?? *sniggers quietly*
TTL: True, he does have nothing better to do, but he's still under observation....
Lude: Uwhn owuh!
Lara: What?!
TTL: No, it's not Derren Brown either, for if't twas, I would have sensed the presence of the Master... *gazes off into space*
All: *confused*
TTL: Eh, hem... anyway, it's not that, it's probably the Nephilimillion or a Nephilimillion.
Kitty: So what exactly are we supposed to do?
Lara: Well, short of making turnip stew, I don't think there's much we CAN do right now. I suggest we all rest well, and make a fresh start in the morning"
DoX: And why's the N thingy still here anyway?
Lara: I can only presume we've still got some clues round here that it needs to find the mole.
TRC: And how are we supposed to find Aqua?
Lara: *very tired now* We'll think on that in the morning.
LM: And visit the factory...
Lara: ...and visit the factory, yes.
DK: Doughnuts?
Lara: Maybe that too.
Lude: ...uuuwwwhhhh... *thud*
Lara: TTL...please.
TTL: Absolutely. *goes over to Lude, and helps her to her feet.*
Lara: Can we PLEASE go to bed now, everyone?
*Grudgingly, everyone begins to trudge upstairs*
Lude: *looking up at TTL* Uuuuwwh hwu oouuuuhhhh.
TTL: I know, I know, I don't think they understand either.
Lude: ...uh uwwh uh wwwweh...
TTL: No, I don't think I'll ever be over Macho Grande.
*both nod gravely and pause*
Lude: *looking up again* ...uh uwh ooowwwh uh wh...
TTL: Yeah, I hope we find Aqua soon too. I don't like having so many lines, it's kinda weird.
Lude: ...ooooooooohhhhhhhuuuwww...
TTL: I'm sure we've a Mars bar stashed away for a rainy day somewhere.
*Lude smiles weakly as the pair slowly stumble up the stairs behind everyone, and after a while, all becomes quiet in Croft Manor....but down in the hall something begins to move underneath the turnips......*
