Disclaimer: "My face! My beautiful face! I'm an ugly, stinky llama!
Llamaface!"
Yeah, I don't own x-men evo or the above quote or the other quote from "The Emperor's New Groove" that appears inside my story. It was such a good quote I just couldn't pass it up. See if you can tell which of John's lines it is. Hope you like it muchly. See ya!
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"Whoa, look at the turnout," John gaped at the crowd as Colossus set up the card table and lawn chairs. Pyro cleared his throat. "Let me just say that I'm glad to see you all here. Now, if you'll be so kind I'd like you to sign in with my lovely assistant Remy, the guy holding the clip board, and then when I call your name please step onto the stage and um.try to explain why you're qualified to be my muse."
"Um, Excuse me," a voice from the crowd spoke up.
"Yes?"
"There's no stage."
Pyro looked at her. "What's your name?"
"Lisa."
"Lisa, that's a pretty name. Now, Lisa, are you questioning my authority?"
"What?"
"You felt it necessary to point out that there was no stage. Are you trying to make me look stupid?"
"No, its just that I."
"I've heard enough. Obviously you weren't gifted with an imagination, which most definitely is a must for a muse. I'm afraid you're dismissed."
"Dismissed?"
"How else can I put this? You're being let go, your department is being downsized, you're part of an out-placement, we're going in a different direction, we're not picking up your option... you're fired!"
"But, I don't work for you."
"Get out!"
"Psycho," she spat before turning around and leaving.
"Now, does anyone else not see a stage?" There was a chorus of no's accompanied by shaking heads. "Now," he held out a hand into which Remy placed the list. "Julia Monrado," he said, taking a seat behind the card table.
An elderly woman walked out onto the grass. John looked at Colossus, "You have got to be kidding me". The Russian just shrugged. "And you're qualified because."
"Because I've had more experience at being a muse then the rest of these young whipper-snappers."
"Do you have any contacts I can call to confirm this?"
"What does that matter? You never said we had to have contacts. And you can't discriminate against me just because you can't picture a senior citizen in a romance novel".
"Who said I was writing a romance novel?"
"Well, I just assumed that was the type of book you were writing. Why else would you need a muse?"
"I think I've heard enough. We'll get back to you.Charlotte Maisy?" A small girl stepped forward. "Little girl, the playground is that way. Go pick some daisies or something."
"I'm here to be a moose."
"A what?"
"A moose, that's what the signs said, ' mooses wanted'".
John stood up. "Excuse me, but the pleural form of moose is moosen, everyone knows that."
" Don't tell me that, I didn't make the signs. Are you putting on a play about a zoo?"
"No, you didn't read it right. It said muses, not mooses, which should be moosen anyways."
"Remy is sorry, but the pleural form of moose is moose."
"Remy, you can't even manage to use pronouns. Am I to believe that you know how to make words pleural?"
"Oui."
"Shut up, I'm trying to make a point here. The point is, little girl, that you are too young to be a muse."
"There's an age limit? That's dog poo! You just don't want to admit that I could be the best moose.muse ever!"
"Yes, that's exactly it."
"You're a big mean potty face!" she stuck out her tongue for good measure"
"Why you little."John stood up once more only to find himself being pushed back down by large metal mitts.
"Calm down," Colossus told him. "There are other people coming up whom you can take your anger out on. Let us not make a scene."
"I suppose you're right. Next!"
********************************************************************* That's it, the end of the chapter. I should have the next chapter out soon, but don't quote me on that. Until next chapter. ~Shield-Maiden
Yeah, I don't own x-men evo or the above quote or the other quote from "The Emperor's New Groove" that appears inside my story. It was such a good quote I just couldn't pass it up. See if you can tell which of John's lines it is. Hope you like it muchly. See ya!
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"Whoa, look at the turnout," John gaped at the crowd as Colossus set up the card table and lawn chairs. Pyro cleared his throat. "Let me just say that I'm glad to see you all here. Now, if you'll be so kind I'd like you to sign in with my lovely assistant Remy, the guy holding the clip board, and then when I call your name please step onto the stage and um.try to explain why you're qualified to be my muse."
"Um, Excuse me," a voice from the crowd spoke up.
"Yes?"
"There's no stage."
Pyro looked at her. "What's your name?"
"Lisa."
"Lisa, that's a pretty name. Now, Lisa, are you questioning my authority?"
"What?"
"You felt it necessary to point out that there was no stage. Are you trying to make me look stupid?"
"No, its just that I."
"I've heard enough. Obviously you weren't gifted with an imagination, which most definitely is a must for a muse. I'm afraid you're dismissed."
"Dismissed?"
"How else can I put this? You're being let go, your department is being downsized, you're part of an out-placement, we're going in a different direction, we're not picking up your option... you're fired!"
"But, I don't work for you."
"Get out!"
"Psycho," she spat before turning around and leaving.
"Now, does anyone else not see a stage?" There was a chorus of no's accompanied by shaking heads. "Now," he held out a hand into which Remy placed the list. "Julia Monrado," he said, taking a seat behind the card table.
An elderly woman walked out onto the grass. John looked at Colossus, "You have got to be kidding me". The Russian just shrugged. "And you're qualified because."
"Because I've had more experience at being a muse then the rest of these young whipper-snappers."
"Do you have any contacts I can call to confirm this?"
"What does that matter? You never said we had to have contacts. And you can't discriminate against me just because you can't picture a senior citizen in a romance novel".
"Who said I was writing a romance novel?"
"Well, I just assumed that was the type of book you were writing. Why else would you need a muse?"
"I think I've heard enough. We'll get back to you.Charlotte Maisy?" A small girl stepped forward. "Little girl, the playground is that way. Go pick some daisies or something."
"I'm here to be a moose."
"A what?"
"A moose, that's what the signs said, ' mooses wanted'".
John stood up. "Excuse me, but the pleural form of moose is moosen, everyone knows that."
" Don't tell me that, I didn't make the signs. Are you putting on a play about a zoo?"
"No, you didn't read it right. It said muses, not mooses, which should be moosen anyways."
"Remy is sorry, but the pleural form of moose is moose."
"Remy, you can't even manage to use pronouns. Am I to believe that you know how to make words pleural?"
"Oui."
"Shut up, I'm trying to make a point here. The point is, little girl, that you are too young to be a muse."
"There's an age limit? That's dog poo! You just don't want to admit that I could be the best moose.muse ever!"
"Yes, that's exactly it."
"You're a big mean potty face!" she stuck out her tongue for good measure"
"Why you little."John stood up once more only to find himself being pushed back down by large metal mitts.
"Calm down," Colossus told him. "There are other people coming up whom you can take your anger out on. Let us not make a scene."
"I suppose you're right. Next!"
********************************************************************* That's it, the end of the chapter. I should have the next chapter out soon, but don't quote me on that. Until next chapter. ~Shield-Maiden