This story just goes on and on and on...

Note: If you want to join the SRT or the Talent Search tell me. If not I may put you in anyways. So you might as well join willingly. Muhahaha!

-- Kevin (Who needs to get the next skit written by Saturday night)

"Good wolves are hard to find."
From Everything I Need to Know I Learned from Due South

((...)) Character actions
(...) Character thoughts
[...] My comments

Location: The Bridge Over the Lava River

Present: Our team of intrepid troubleshooters -- Brian Sullivan (BS), Dave Moore (DM), Heresy (HE), and Amanda Hocker (AH). Also present are four Commie Mutant Traitor Scum Lizardmen (L1 to L4).

When we last left the SRT (Slinky Rescue Team), they had left New Cirra far behind on their trek to the Giant Lizard's Lair. Nearing the Bridge Over the Lava River, they encounter a foursome of Lizardmen guarding the bridge...

Dave and Heresy have their pillowbags of doorknobs at the ready.

BS: ((Reading his Jetpack manual)) See diagram 144c on page 487 for assembly instructions of the optional Turbo-thruster attachment...

DM: There's only four of them. That's one for each of us.

HE: Dave, we'll charge them on the count of three.

DM: ((Getting into a sprinter's starting stance)) Ok.

HE: (He, he. I'll get him with the old "one, two, four" routine.)

AH: Wait, shouldn't we talk to them? Maybe they're friendly.

HE: What kind of paradigm do you think we live in? This is New Cirra, not Mister Roger's Neighborhood.

DM: It's a beautiful day in this neighborhood, A beautiful day for a neighbor.

HE: Stop it Dave.

AH: Would you be mine? Could you be mine?...

HE: You too Amanda.

BS: It's a neighborly day in this beauty wood, A neighborly day for a beauty.

HE: Aahh!

AH: Would you be mine? Could you be mine?...

HE: (Pain...too...much...Must...kill...self...)