*Silly lounge music plays as the camera pans around showing a stage in complete disarray with flickering lights hanging from the ceiling. The Denerim Electric Utility crew is busily trying to restore all the power to the studio while emergency generators supply power to the flickering lights and camera *
Producer: *glares angrily at Amethyst*
Amethyst:
Alistair and Zevran: *munch on popcorn*
Alistair: Too bad the lights went out. That fight was just getting good too.
Zevran: I still have rope and whips should anyone be interested though. *wicked grin* Still, my fiery minx, I do have to say I find your new look most alluring, no? The claw marks and the hair all tossled like you just awoke from a wild and exciting night in bed. Ahhhh, the images going through my mind right now, my seductive warden......
Alistair:
Zevran: Well, I wasn't referring to you my fair Alistair, however if you would like, I can imagine you in that fantasy as well.
Alistair:
Amethyst: *tries to fix hair by running fingers through it only making it look worse* *Sigh* I hate Anora! If I ever see that royal b*tch again I'll send a lightning storm up her........
Producer: Ahem.....*points to flickering lights and utility crew* Are you forgetting what your last spell caused, you destructive mage!
Amethyst: *glares at producer angrily and casts tempest and cone of cold on producer*
*Lightning bolts fill the stage with a magnificent light show as the producer stands perfectly still, frozen by Amethyst's icy spell*
Alistair: Uh........you're not going to just leave him like that, are you?
Amethyst: *sighs* Maybe.........I haven't decided yet. Now where we? Oh yes, I'm your host and this is my co-host Alistair and......
Zevran: Ahem...
Amethyst: Oh, um.......and this is my ........uh.......other co-host Zevran. *confused look* *whispers to Alistair* What's Zev doing up here?
Alistair: He brought popcorn.
Zevran: And rope! *winks at Amethyst*
Amethyst: Alright, well the more the merrier.
Zev: *wicked grin* That's what I always say! *wink*
Amethyst: Okaaayyy.......anyway welcome to the Amethyst Show everyone. Today's guest is a very dear friend......
Alistair: *interrupting* Your last guest was a very dear friend as well and had the mouth of a sailor. I don't think I will ever get those mental images out of my head.
Zevran: *moans* Ummmmm, I don't want to get them out of mine. *naughty smile*
Alistair:
Amethyst: Uh......anyway here's my dear friend and trusted colleague. She's like a sister to me and.....*tears up* ......oh, here's Shale....
*Band plays lounge music as Shale stomps on stage under the flickering lights*
*The Denerim Power Utility crew watch the golem nervously as the lights flicker and threaten to fall to the stage from the powerful tremors caused by Shale's sheer weight*
Shale: *takes her seat in between Alistair and Amethyst and sighs in relief as the chair unexpectedly holds her weight*
Amethyst: Shale!!!!
Shale: It is embarrassing me again.....*sighs and then turns happily to Alistair and smiles* I......I just wanted to say thank you. *bats eyelashes*
Amethyst: Hmmm, I didn't know golems had eyelashes.
Alistair: *confused look* Umm, you wanted to thank me for what, Shale?
Shale: You know......*flashes flirty smile*
Alistair: Uh......no, I'm afraid I don't. *slowly moves chair away from Shale and back towards Zevran*
Zevran: *blows Alistair a kiss* I knew you would be back, my fair Alistair.
Shale: *moves her chair closer to Alistair's* You're not getting away from me that easily.
Amethyst:
Oghren: *from audience* Oh, crud!!!! This ain't gonna be pretty. When Shale finds out I lied about Alistair being in love with her and giving her all those fancy gifts, she's gonna kick me all the way to the sodding Deep Roads. I better try to sneak the hell outta here.
*Hot dog and ale attendant passes by*
Oghren: Oh my, that smells like good ale - like sweat on a nug! Well, maybe I can stay long enough to enjoy some fine dwarven ale.
Amethyst: Well.......uh......Shale, so what are you up to these days?
Shale: Well, I'm in a fitness program now to help me lose a few pounds around the middle. Trying to get back my girlish figure you know.......for a certain special someone......*winks at Alistair*
Alistair: *gulp* Is.......is it getting a bit......hot in here. I suddenly am......having a hard time breathing.
Shale: I could help you remove some of that extra clothing if you wish. *flirty smile* That heavy armor looks......so cumbersome and uncomfortable.
Oghren: *laughs so hard he chokes on his ale*
Alistair: *inches chair even closer to Zevran* No.......no....... *sweat beads form on forehead* I.....I'm fine, thank you.
Zevran: *raises eyebrow seductively and smiles at Alistair* You get any closer my prince and you'll be sitting in my lap......or I in yours. *winks*
Amethyst:
Shale: *turns to Amethyst* If it would permit me to show off my new figure. I have something I would like to model for everyone.
Amethyst: Sure, what the hell? It's not like this interview can get any stranger. *holds head and checks for cracks in skull*
*Shale disappears and shortly reappears from behind the curtain wearing silky lingerie*
Amethyst:
Zevran:
Alistair:
Oghren: *chokes on his ale* Well, burp me a lullaby you sodding golem! You ain't half bad! *loud belch* But then again maybe that's the ale talking.
Shale: Does my prince like what he sees? *shale walks seductively over to Alistair*
Alistair: *turns white as a ghost and sweats profusely* I........I.......Maker's Breath!!!!
*Alistair faints dead cold into the floor*
*Shale gently lifts Alistair into her arms and starts to walk away*
Shale: Don't worry, my prince. I'll take......real good care of you. *smiles and walks out the exit door*
Zevran: *Sighs* Hmm, I wonder if the golem is willing to share.
Amethyst:
Do you know anything about any of this?
Oghren: Oh Sod it! Damn my love of fine dwarven ale! I might have.......just a tiny little bit......... mentioned something about Alistair.......possibly....... being deeply in love with Shale. Please don't kill me! *flees toward the door*
*Amethyst blasts fireballs, lightning, and frost spells through the audience at the fleeing dwarf as everyone runs away in terror*
Amethyst: Oghren, you mean I'm going to have to fight a golem to get my Ali back - all because of you!!! Oh you just wait, little man, you're going down!
*Amethyst runs after Oghren blasting spells throughout the studio*
Producer: *the ice spell has finally worn off and he wakes up and shakes his head in confusion* Oh.....*chattering teeth* who....t....turned on the a/c. *suddenly the producer looks up at the flickering lights as a cracking sound roars overhead*
Producer: Oh crud! Ameth......cut to....comm....*loud crash*
*blue screen*
Modifié par amethyst_rose2009, 14 janvier 2010 - 03:50 .





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