CycleFish
01-27-2005, 01:51 PM
I know this should be on the story board, & I tried yesterday with no luck.
Anyway hope you enjoy.
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The players
George (G): A wise midlife salmo trutta well into his teens
Arthur (A): Not so wise & barely into his teens.
Trixi (T): A female of questionable repute, with a kind heart - to everyone!
Benny (B): The local Casanova
Scene 1 - The pool
Curtain
A - Fine morning again George, fine morning.
G - It is that Arthur
A - Chironomids drifting nicely today George
G - They are that Arthur
G - Scud!
A - Nicely taken George, nicely taken
G - Thanks Arthur
A - What do you think of that hen Trixi over there George? Nice set of gill plates on her.
G - She's a twat Arthur!
G - You'd be doing yourself a favor not to bother with that one. I can see that asshole Bennies milt all over her from here.
A - Right you are George - still.
Trixi idly swims over
T - You boys looking mighty fine this morning.
G - Thanks Trix, no fungus on you either doll.
T - Thanks George
A - Hi Trixi, how's it drifting?
T - Oh little Arty, mmm aren't you the slender wee swimmer
A - Wow, thanks Trixi
T - Stonefly!
A - Slick Trixi, slick
G - Yeah, deftly done Trix.
And into the scene
B - Trixi, why you drifting with these sifters?
T - Benny, I was just shooting the current, that's all. No big deal.
B - Out of the way Arnter.
A - Sure Benny, no problem.
B - George
G - Benny
B - Sculpin!
A - Woooow, Benny
B - MnMnn, thanks cigar butt.
G - (gravel slapper)
T - say, you boys fancy a trip down to the riffles this morning with me & Benny?
A - Sounds great. What do you think George?
G - Naah, you go ahead. Place has gone to hell in a redd trough since all those young Bow's suddenly showed up.
T - He's right. Wher'd they all come from anyway? I haven't seen any Oncor's around here for years.
B - Who cares. Their tasty, tasty mmm.
A - Oh Benny, how could you?
B - It's a snail eat snail world my boy. Aint' that so George?
G - He's right kido' - survival of the fattest!
A - Baetis!
G,B,T - No Arthur!!!
A - Wha..mpfh.. the.. fu.mfh?
G - Ohh Christ, look at the spasmo, he's B' lining all over the pool.
B - Hell yeah, look at the kid go. He's a swimming fool. Giddyup' Art.
T - Ooohh, Arthur slow down honey it'll be quicker that way.
WWWWHHHOOOOPPPP
G - He's gone!
Curtain
Scene 2 - Still the pool What can I say - production costs!
Curtain
G - Arthur!....Arthur!....Arthur, wake up.
T - Come on baby, give us some bubbles.
B - Man, he looks dark.
A - Whaaa, the, hell wuzattt?
G - Oh thank f#%k!
T - What was it like honey, tell us please?
A - Not very tasty.
B - Not the meal idiot - the other side?
A - Oh, well, I'm not sure really. I thought we were in for a nice slurp fest. But man my lip is sore.
B - I'll bet it is dingbat!
T - Leave him alone Benny. Go on honey.
A - It was weird. I think I became possessed.
B - haahaahha, possessed.
G - Gill it Ben!
B - OK George, no offense.
A - Yeah, for some reason I got this helluva' lip ache all a sudden. It made me want to swim like a mother. But every time I took off this strange force pulled me in the other direction.
T - See I've heard about this. They always say there's a force - those that come back at least.
A - Yeah, then all of a sudden I was on the other side.
T - for a while!
G - What was that like Arthur?
A - Dry!
G,T,B - Gross!!!
A - This dry, warm, something was around me. I couldn't taste a damn thing. And boy was there a pressure on my sides.
B - Scary stuff Arthur.
A - Then there was a flash, the pain in my lip disappeared &, well it all started to get a little fuzzy then.
T - Anything else?
A - NO!
G - Come on kid.
A - you'll think I'm crazy.
B - We've already seen that.
G - What, come on?
A - OK. I swear I saw a flat faced two eyed dry monster!
B - Gidadahere!
T - I believe him.
A - It's true
G - Probably just hallucinations Arthur, you were gone a pretty long time mate.
B - Or dreams
A - I know what I saw.
G - Well buko, you better be more careful about what you dine on in the future.
B - Aye, speaking of which. Who's up for the riffles?
T - Yeah, come on George
G - Aright' you up for it kid?
A - Sure.
B - That's the spirit. Me & George l' corner you one o' them bow's.
G - Yep.
A - OK
B - Then Trix will drop you a couple of eggs for desert.
T - Cannibal!
B - Whaaat?
Curtain
Anyway hope you enjoy.
---------------------------------------------
The players
George (G): A wise midlife salmo trutta well into his teens
Arthur (A): Not so wise & barely into his teens.
Trixi (T): A female of questionable repute, with a kind heart - to everyone!
Benny (B): The local Casanova
Scene 1 - The pool
Curtain
A - Fine morning again George, fine morning.
G - It is that Arthur
A - Chironomids drifting nicely today George
G - They are that Arthur
G - Scud!
A - Nicely taken George, nicely taken
G - Thanks Arthur
A - What do you think of that hen Trixi over there George? Nice set of gill plates on her.
G - She's a twat Arthur!
G - You'd be doing yourself a favor not to bother with that one. I can see that asshole Bennies milt all over her from here.
A - Right you are George - still.
Trixi idly swims over
T - You boys looking mighty fine this morning.
G - Thanks Trix, no fungus on you either doll.
T - Thanks George
A - Hi Trixi, how's it drifting?
T - Oh little Arty, mmm aren't you the slender wee swimmer
A - Wow, thanks Trixi
T - Stonefly!
A - Slick Trixi, slick
G - Yeah, deftly done Trix.
And into the scene
B - Trixi, why you drifting with these sifters?
T - Benny, I was just shooting the current, that's all. No big deal.
B - Out of the way Arnter.
A - Sure Benny, no problem.
B - George
G - Benny
B - Sculpin!
A - Woooow, Benny
B - MnMnn, thanks cigar butt.
G - (gravel slapper)
T - say, you boys fancy a trip down to the riffles this morning with me & Benny?
A - Sounds great. What do you think George?
G - Naah, you go ahead. Place has gone to hell in a redd trough since all those young Bow's suddenly showed up.
T - He's right. Wher'd they all come from anyway? I haven't seen any Oncor's around here for years.
B - Who cares. Their tasty, tasty mmm.
A - Oh Benny, how could you?
B - It's a snail eat snail world my boy. Aint' that so George?
G - He's right kido' - survival of the fattest!
A - Baetis!
G,B,T - No Arthur!!!
A - Wha..mpfh.. the.. fu.mfh?
G - Ohh Christ, look at the spasmo, he's B' lining all over the pool.
B - Hell yeah, look at the kid go. He's a swimming fool. Giddyup' Art.
T - Ooohh, Arthur slow down honey it'll be quicker that way.
WWWWHHHOOOOPPPP
G - He's gone!
Curtain
Scene 2 - Still the pool What can I say - production costs!
Curtain
G - Arthur!....Arthur!....Arthur, wake up.
T - Come on baby, give us some bubbles.
B - Man, he looks dark.
A - Whaaa, the, hell wuzattt?
G - Oh thank f#%k!
T - What was it like honey, tell us please?
A - Not very tasty.
B - Not the meal idiot - the other side?
A - Oh, well, I'm not sure really. I thought we were in for a nice slurp fest. But man my lip is sore.
B - I'll bet it is dingbat!
T - Leave him alone Benny. Go on honey.
A - It was weird. I think I became possessed.
B - haahaahha, possessed.
G - Gill it Ben!
B - OK George, no offense.
A - Yeah, for some reason I got this helluva' lip ache all a sudden. It made me want to swim like a mother. But every time I took off this strange force pulled me in the other direction.
T - See I've heard about this. They always say there's a force - those that come back at least.
A - Yeah, then all of a sudden I was on the other side.
T - for a while!
G - What was that like Arthur?
A - Dry!
G,T,B - Gross!!!
A - This dry, warm, something was around me. I couldn't taste a damn thing. And boy was there a pressure on my sides.
B - Scary stuff Arthur.
A - Then there was a flash, the pain in my lip disappeared &, well it all started to get a little fuzzy then.
T - Anything else?
A - NO!
G - Come on kid.
A - you'll think I'm crazy.
B - We've already seen that.
G - What, come on?
A - OK. I swear I saw a flat faced two eyed dry monster!
B - Gidadahere!
T - I believe him.
A - It's true
G - Probably just hallucinations Arthur, you were gone a pretty long time mate.
B - Or dreams
A - I know what I saw.
G - Well buko, you better be more careful about what you dine on in the future.
B - Aye, speaking of which. Who's up for the riffles?
T - Yeah, come on George
G - Aright' you up for it kid?
A - Sure.
B - That's the spirit. Me & George l' corner you one o' them bow's.
G - Yep.
A - OK
B - Then Trix will drop you a couple of eggs for desert.
T - Cannibal!
B - Whaaat?
Curtain