Finally done with my next skit. I do love writing these but they take quite a bit of time, which has been in short supply lately. I'm a slow writer, and although technically English is not my native language I've forgotten my native Castellano after living in the US for almost 20 years so I can't use that as an excuse either. I don't believe in excuses -- people need to accept responsibility for their life. Enough philosophizing...

So, anybody specifically want to be in on the plot against the Goddess? That sounds overly melodramatic. I assume everyone loves the Goddess and is a faithful worshipper. So people involved in the plot have the best intentions. But that may not be enough to save them from her wrath.

As a general rule, I'm not into killing characters or torturing them. By the end of this story arc everything should be back to normal (or a close facsimile thereof). My CRS skits are supposed to be harmless fun and games, I leave the serious stuff to others. There are a couple of exceptions which I've discussed with the people involved.

I keep a Skit Permission List of who I can use in my skits. Please tell me if you want a status change or (horror of horrors!) you can't access the page. BTW, it's on a 28.8 modem link.

Don't know what's going on? Want to read what's gone on before? (Are you on medication? Perhaps you've lost the will to live and want to read something that'll push you over the edge?) Check out my previous skits. Read Part 8 since that came just before this skit and it'll explain the most heinous and mind-devilishly-clever plot.

-- Kevin (Don't you have anything better to do than to monitor every HLML post, DAN? :-)

When you're all alone,
And it doesn't seem quite fair,
Why we're all left in ignorance,
Turning to despair,
Philosophy and theology offer us a glimpse,
At something more incredible,
Than you and I...

"Secret Life", The Corrs

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

The Mad Catter's residence. The Mad Catter's surprise birthday party. Sometime after midnight. Just about everybody's there.

Mad Catter (MC): Watch the vase! Don't spill on the rug! Who moved the table? (Note to self: change the locks, don't give out keys)

Bello (BE): (Who needs keys when you can just break the door down? It's not as if you can call the police for help) ((Evil grin))

The Goddess (GC): ((Walking towards the Mad Catter)) (First I'll roast the ringleader, then I'll find the rest of my treacherous worshippers)

Cal (CL): (There's the Goddess. And Leicky's not around. Now's my chance.) Greetings oh most sublime Goddess.