Apocolypse Now! (Soth vs. Skeebow)
Apocalypse Now.
(Servo):Apocalypse Now, the Liddy Dole story!
You've come long way to find me........ Well, here I am.
(I slowly put my hands in the water and splash my face with it.)
(Mike):And I brought the rubber gloves...heh heh heh....
What do you think of me? (The only light is a faint dimmer from a fire outside in the jungle.)
(Crow:)You're white and doughy!
You think I'm crazy, don't you? My methods unconventional? My action unwarranted?
(Servo)(in imiatting voice):They think I am insane! It is they who are insane!
(Long pause)
(Mike):Um, hello? Spam post? Spam post, are we still on?
You may be right. Look around you though. What do you see?
(Crow):Well, I see a blimp over there! Look at that guys!
(Tom and Mike):Ooohh, ahhhh!
(No answer, followed by a longer pause.)
(Servo):Ding ding ding ding. The train going through the pause.
You think you can stop me? (I laugh in a muffled insane way.)
(Mike)(in imitating voice):I have over ten years of postal employee experience!
I've done more in a few months then they've done here in ten years!
(Crow)(imitatingly):For I have been taking stimulant drugs!
I've defeated the enemy and mastered their ways.
(Mike):You guys remember an enemy?
(Bots):No, nope, uh uh.
They send you here, for what? I'll tell you who you are.
(Servo):You are Susan Lucci!
You're just a grocery clerk sent to collect the bill.( I turn to the light and face you. My grotesque bald head faces yours.
(Crow):You need to get something done about that, man. Acne cream, or I dunno, ANYTHING!
My burning dubious eyes pierce your soul. You piss in your trousers and run out into jungle night.
(Mike):And now we've introduced a jungle. You guys following?
(Bots):Oh, sure. Yeah. Absolutely.
My sentries capture you as you fall to the ground screaming. It's time for the sacrifice and you're the offering to our pagan gods.
(Servo):I guess movies nowadays don't need followable plots.
(Crow):Yeah, it's the whole "psychadelic generation" again.
The legion is in a frenzy as the large machete chops through your head.
(Mike):Failing at Alcatraz High School often had strict penalties.
A final whimper is heard as your limp body collapses to the earth.) I win again.
(Mike, Crow, and Tom):Now what am I gonna do? I'm going to Disneyland!
Soth
Stinger: You're just a grocery clerk sent to collect the bill.
Back to the other MSTings!
Gaah! Take me Home!
