INTRODUCTION;
Darrias: Apologies, fair ladies and gentlemen, but it seems the play will not be able to commence..
<Arcadia Comes Out Of Stealth>
Arcadia: What What?! There shall be no play?! What is this madness!?
Slazre: Madness? I'll tell you madness! I plucked my chest hairs just for such an occasion!
<Slazre Flexes>
Arcadia: ......
Darrias: ......
<Crazzinker Runs In With Hobbit Uniform>
Crazzinker: Here i am! --
Arcadia: Am sorry, Scampwise, the play shall not commence..
Crazzinker: Bu-Bu-.. All this.. Green Dye.. Put to no use..
Arcadia: /e takes the green dye, tipping the flask as it begins to drool down his throat.
Arcadia: Tastes like chicken!...
Arcadia: /e 's tummy rumbles vigorously, with him blinking in the process.
Arcadia: Oh, my..
Arcadia: /e clenches his rear doors, a shockwave emitts from them as they ripple together creating such a gaseous substance!
<Arcadia Smoke Bombs And Runs Away>
Darrias: Well.. Uhh..
Crazzinker: Who wants to see the play?! Raise your hands and say "Aye!"
<The Audience, Hopefully, Say Aye>
Crazzinker: Then let us begin.. give us a few moments!
<The Audience Mostly Say No>
Crazzinker: Then we shall bore and torture you with our gallantuloriousfullnestlesness play!
ACT ONE:
<Donegal COmes In As Gandalf>
Donegal: /e hums cheerfuly, while smoking a leaf..?
<Donegal Walks Forward>
<Slazre Runs Infront of Donegal>
Slazre: Dangalf!
Slazre: /e hugs Donegal lovingly, sharing the love of loviness that can be known as... love.
Donegal: /shudder
Donegal: /e pushes the hobbit aside.
<Donegal Walks Off>
Slazre: Hey.. Hey Dangalf! It's me.. Frogdo! Come back.. Please?.. No?
<Slazre Cries, Running Off The Other Way>
ACT TWO:
<Donegal Smoke Bombs> } SLAZRE, DONEGAL Enter LEFT SIDE
} DARRIAS, CRAZZ Enter RIGHT SIDE ( & Brathor )
Slazre: Scampwise!
Crazz: Frogdo!
Slazre: /e runs up towards Scampwise, going in for a hug though headbutts him!
Crazz: /e runs up towards Frogdo, going in for a hug though headbutts him!
Slazre: Ooft!
Crazz: Ooft!
Brathor: It is a gift..
Slazre: /e holds a carrot with a chain around his neck, blinking.
Brathor: A gift from the armies of Blordor..
Brathor: Why not use this against them?!
Slazre: WHO?! WHO I SAY?! WHAT ARE YOU ON ABOUT?!
Donegal: BOBBY FLAY!
<Everyone Apart From Donegal /s ........>
Darrias: I have to go and... Play ranger..
Darrias: /e runs off, prancing about dandilly and happily.
<Darrias Returns As Legolas>
Darrias: Hey guys! Its me! Legless!
Darrias: /e has legs, though seems to be missing arms..?
EVERYONE EXCEPT DARRIAS: Darnit Legless! You cant come!
Darrias: Why?!
Darrias: /Cry
<Khazrund Enters>
Khaz: BECAUSE YER' A DIRTY ELF!
Khaz: Prancin' aroun' with yer' legs and arm--
Khaz: ..With yer' legs!
Khaz: /Scoff
Darrias: You guys are.. Eugh! So mean!
Darrias: /No
<Darrias Runs Off, Crying>
<Everyone Walks Off Opposite The Way Darrias Ran Off To>
ACT THREE:
<Donegal Smoke Bombs And Enters As Arcadia>
Arcadia: And so ends a highly small proportion of our tale.. If our actors had attended then perhaps you may of witnessed amazement! Sadly, however.. They did not...
Arcadia: /Sad
Arcadia: If you -do- wish to, however, see the full play lasting for hours -- Contact a fellow Nail about such a question in hopes for seeing the full story of the Karrot and the Fellowship's Quest to Mount Watertop....
<Slazre Smoke Bombs for Arcadia To Leave>
<Darrias Enters>
Darrias: Karrots, Karrots, Juices of Orange.. within th'Mountains o' Watertop too -- With the goblin who guards it and munches of Karrots, his feasting obsession shall continue, his lust and hunger cannot satisfy thee despite his terrible muscularity, weighing one pound and the physique of a skeleton -- You suggest he looks like a Goldshire Model Queen.. His furthering skinny body and his two-haired head 'tis what the Whore-Goat's physiques of which they dream..
<Khazrund Enters>
Khazrund: Karrots, Karrots, Juices of Orange.. Oh how they taste so divine. With the political struggle an' the "vigilantes" eating such a food can be a crime..
Khazrund: Eragorn Tempest - A traitor a heretic? We do not care for titles! Give him a munch on my gingernut carrot and his importance in Stormwind shall be vital!
Khazrund: Arthedun Averheim, the abandoner in th'Highlands.. This is what Amarae claims him to be - I do not care for this idle chatter -- A carrot will stop her complaining, you shall see!
<Slazre Enters>
Slazre: Karrots, Karrots.. Beautiful Karrots..
Slazre: /e stops, letting out a huge cheesy grin.
<Crazzinker Enters>
Crazz: You forgot to mention the gingerness too's! But i guess i will have to make up this ryhme - So your mothers all smell like old shoes!
Crazz: /Point
<Donegal Enters, As Gandalf>
Donegal: Bobby Flay.. Bobby Flay.. Oh how my hair is grey, i wish it was ginger like yours -- Take off your chef hat and let your hair shine, this fighting would end all wars!
< ALL ZE ACTORS BOW >
