(A/N: Okay, I'm actually typing this up at school during my lunch
period...the things I do for you guys...
I forgot to mention in the first chapter: Alanna's present in the plot line too. I figured you guys realized this, as she has some dialogue, but you never know.
Also—if you're a fan of one of the characters I kill off [muahaha], just know that, I, too, love Tammy's characters. Most of them, anyway. So don't flame me if you're a RABID OWEN FANGIRL [*coughs in general direction of CERTAIN PEOPLE*] and I decide to, say, disembowel the cute little guy with a pool cue. Which I may.
You guys may notice there's a blatant reference to "Sandry's Book" in here. Sorry, couldn't resist.
I actually haven't cleared this chapter yet with my co-writer, Marianne [annimayo], so this may undergo some renovations eventually. Just as a warning.
Enjoy!
--LQ)
(lights have just been extinguished)
(SFX: sounds of pandemonium, screaming, various whimpering noises)
Raoul: Eek! Buri! Hold me.
Dom: Ack, Raoul, get OFF! I'm NOT BURI!
Raoul: Eek! Dom! Hold me.
Dom: Eurrgh...
Kel: OW! Whoever that was, that was MY CHEST!
Neal: Oh....gee...sorry, Kel...heh...
Jon: I'm afraid of the dark...it reminds me of the time when I was trapped in a room with only threads for comfort, and my dead parents were reeking of smallpox down the hall!
Alanna: Erm, Jon, I think you're mixing up plot lines.
Jon: Oh...yeah...
Daine: Numair! Come OUT of that corner, STOP whimpering, and light some candles with that Gift of yours!
Numair: (whimpers)
Daine: (growls in frustration) (mutters) Big baby.
(pandemonium continues)
(meanwhile...)
Cleon: (stumbling around) Guys? I'm going to go try and find some candles or something...I'll be right back...
(walks blindly down adjoining hallway)
(feels along wall)
(attempts to walk through closed door)
Cleon: Ow! Oops.
(opens door first)
(camera pans room. Unlike in main entryway, the candles are lit dimly. They illuminate a beautiful crystal chandelier, obviously the centerpiece of the room. Creepy portraits line the walls.)
Cleon: (calls) Guys? The lights are on in here...oh...wow...shiny...(transfixed by chandelier's glittery quality)
(SFX: cracking sound from ceiling)
(zoom in on Cleon)
Cleon: (eyes widen) Holy shi—
(back to main hallway)
(chaos is STILL reigning)
George: You know, Alanna...it's awfully dark in here...pretty good place for a little—
Alanna: Not NOW, George, you idiot.
George: Damn!
Owen: Hey, you guys...
(noise continues)
Owen: (raises voice slightly) GUYS!
(noise STILL continues)
Owen: (roars) YOU GUYS! QUIET FOR A SECOND!
(silence)
Owen: That's better.
(sound of flint striking steel)
(candle illuminates Owen's face)
Owen: I found a candle!
Neal: No, really?
Owen: (glares)
Tobe: (attention caught by writing on wall) Hey...wha's that?
(zoom in on writing on wall)
Neal: Wow, that sure looks suspiciously like blood!
Alanna: Right you are.
Neal: Huh. Wonder what significance that'll have on the later plot?
Alanna: Probably quite a bit.
Kel: HUSH, you two! (reads aloud): My dear friends...
I hope you have enjoyed your stay so far at the CASTLE OF HORRORS (dun-dun- duuuun). But the fun is just beginning, my dears!
The object of the night is to survive whilst completing a quest, of sorts. Scattered throughout the house are various clues to my identity. Find all of them, and you'll be spared. Don't, and, well...
You will have partners initially, but when—if, I mean—your partner winds up "incapacitated", you're on your own!
Kel: (steps back) What kind of sick freak are we dealing with here?!
Dom: Obviously one in gross need of entertainment, if we're to be his little playthings.
All: (shudder at Dom's choice of words)
Dom: What?
Kel: (leans forward to gingerly touch writing on quote) Hey...it's still wet...
All: (cast stricken glances around)
Owen: Hey...anyone seen Cleon?
(effect of words hits home)
Kel: Holy crap.
Neal: (yells) CLEON! WHERE ARE YOU, YOU BIG DOLT?!
Kel: Shall we split up and search?
All: Sounds good.
All: (roam around room, calling "Cleon! CLEON!")
Owen: You guys...it looks like there's a light coming from over there...(waves Kel, Neal, and Dom over)
Neal: (gingerly opens door)
(Kel, Neal, Dom, and Owen gasp)
(camera pans the same room Cleon was in earlier...the only change is the chandelier is gone from the ceiling. It is now shattered on the floor, with Cleon pinned under it, head lolling.)
(blood seeps toward doorway)
Kel: CLEON! NOOOOOO!
Neal: (shocked at Cleon's grisly end)
Kel: (sobbing) (says softly) He always did like shiny things...
All: (appear in doorway behind Kel)
Loey: Gods above...
Tobe: (draws Loey closer protectively)
(The rest have various stages of anguish or shock on their faces)
Alanna: (clears throat) So...I guess that's what he meant when he said "incapacitated".
(A/N: Yeah, yeah, I know, Cleon-lovers...DON'T KILL ME! IT WASN'T MY FAULT! THE GREMLINS MADE ME DO IT!
*cough* Anyway.
Review!)
I forgot to mention in the first chapter: Alanna's present in the plot line too. I figured you guys realized this, as she has some dialogue, but you never know.
Also—if you're a fan of one of the characters I kill off [muahaha], just know that, I, too, love Tammy's characters. Most of them, anyway. So don't flame me if you're a RABID OWEN FANGIRL [*coughs in general direction of CERTAIN PEOPLE*] and I decide to, say, disembowel the cute little guy with a pool cue. Which I may.
You guys may notice there's a blatant reference to "Sandry's Book" in here. Sorry, couldn't resist.
I actually haven't cleared this chapter yet with my co-writer, Marianne [annimayo], so this may undergo some renovations eventually. Just as a warning.
Enjoy!
--LQ)
(lights have just been extinguished)
(SFX: sounds of pandemonium, screaming, various whimpering noises)
Raoul: Eek! Buri! Hold me.
Dom: Ack, Raoul, get OFF! I'm NOT BURI!
Raoul: Eek! Dom! Hold me.
Dom: Eurrgh...
Kel: OW! Whoever that was, that was MY CHEST!
Neal: Oh....gee...sorry, Kel...heh...
Jon: I'm afraid of the dark...it reminds me of the time when I was trapped in a room with only threads for comfort, and my dead parents were reeking of smallpox down the hall!
Alanna: Erm, Jon, I think you're mixing up plot lines.
Jon: Oh...yeah...
Daine: Numair! Come OUT of that corner, STOP whimpering, and light some candles with that Gift of yours!
Numair: (whimpers)
Daine: (growls in frustration) (mutters) Big baby.
(pandemonium continues)
(meanwhile...)
Cleon: (stumbling around) Guys? I'm going to go try and find some candles or something...I'll be right back...
(walks blindly down adjoining hallway)
(feels along wall)
(attempts to walk through closed door)
Cleon: Ow! Oops.
(opens door first)
(camera pans room. Unlike in main entryway, the candles are lit dimly. They illuminate a beautiful crystal chandelier, obviously the centerpiece of the room. Creepy portraits line the walls.)
Cleon: (calls) Guys? The lights are on in here...oh...wow...shiny...(transfixed by chandelier's glittery quality)
(SFX: cracking sound from ceiling)
(zoom in on Cleon)
Cleon: (eyes widen) Holy shi—
(back to main hallway)
(chaos is STILL reigning)
George: You know, Alanna...it's awfully dark in here...pretty good place for a little—
Alanna: Not NOW, George, you idiot.
George: Damn!
Owen: Hey, you guys...
(noise continues)
Owen: (raises voice slightly) GUYS!
(noise STILL continues)
Owen: (roars) YOU GUYS! QUIET FOR A SECOND!
(silence)
Owen: That's better.
(sound of flint striking steel)
(candle illuminates Owen's face)
Owen: I found a candle!
Neal: No, really?
Owen: (glares)
Tobe: (attention caught by writing on wall) Hey...wha's that?
(zoom in on writing on wall)
Neal: Wow, that sure looks suspiciously like blood!
Alanna: Right you are.
Neal: Huh. Wonder what significance that'll have on the later plot?
Alanna: Probably quite a bit.
Kel: HUSH, you two! (reads aloud): My dear friends...
I hope you have enjoyed your stay so far at the CASTLE OF HORRORS (dun-dun- duuuun). But the fun is just beginning, my dears!
The object of the night is to survive whilst completing a quest, of sorts. Scattered throughout the house are various clues to my identity. Find all of them, and you'll be spared. Don't, and, well...
You will have partners initially, but when—if, I mean—your partner winds up "incapacitated", you're on your own!
Kel: (steps back) What kind of sick freak are we dealing with here?!
Dom: Obviously one in gross need of entertainment, if we're to be his little playthings.
All: (shudder at Dom's choice of words)
Dom: What?
Kel: (leans forward to gingerly touch writing on quote) Hey...it's still wet...
All: (cast stricken glances around)
Owen: Hey...anyone seen Cleon?
(effect of words hits home)
Kel: Holy crap.
Neal: (yells) CLEON! WHERE ARE YOU, YOU BIG DOLT?!
Kel: Shall we split up and search?
All: Sounds good.
All: (roam around room, calling "Cleon! CLEON!")
Owen: You guys...it looks like there's a light coming from over there...(waves Kel, Neal, and Dom over)
Neal: (gingerly opens door)
(Kel, Neal, Dom, and Owen gasp)
(camera pans the same room Cleon was in earlier...the only change is the chandelier is gone from the ceiling. It is now shattered on the floor, with Cleon pinned under it, head lolling.)
(blood seeps toward doorway)
Kel: CLEON! NOOOOOO!
Neal: (shocked at Cleon's grisly end)
Kel: (sobbing) (says softly) He always did like shiny things...
All: (appear in doorway behind Kel)
Loey: Gods above...
Tobe: (draws Loey closer protectively)
(The rest have various stages of anguish or shock on their faces)
Alanna: (clears throat) So...I guess that's what he meant when he said "incapacitated".
(A/N: Yeah, yeah, I know, Cleon-lovers...DON'T KILL ME! IT WASN'T MY FAULT! THE GREMLINS MADE ME DO IT!
*cough* Anyway.
Review!)