052 Red Herrings

[eat_me_beat_me]

[Nora knows that the journals aren't working. Oh man does she know. You know what this means? FREE ENTERTAINMENT!

She clears her throat as she sets up a few filters.]

[BROKEN Jack Daniels]

So I thought about that question you asked me and, well, no I don't think you should kill him. The blood would be such a bitch to clean up.

[/filter]

[BROKEN The Marlboro Man]

Dude, 16 bottles is way too much. You really gonna drink that all by yourself?

[/filter]

[BROKEN The Muffin Man]

I have that stuff you wanted. Where do you want to meet?

[/filter]

[BROKEN The Michelin Man]

With your own brother?! That's just... that's 50 shades of wrong right there.

[/filer]

[the journal gets set down for a short time with only sounds of rustling, creaking furniture and breathing filtering through it. After 20 minutes or so Nora's voice cuts in again]

Oh. Oh Mark! No don't put that there! It's way too big. There's no way it'll fit.

Come on, don't you trust me? It'll be fine! It's not like I'm gonna break anything

Um... okay... if you're sure. Just... go slow.

Are you kidding me? Really? Could you be any more of a wuss? I'm just gonna stick it there. Don't move.

But. Wait! Mark! [pause] oh, wow, yeah you're right it does fit.

[written in EVEN LATER]

[BROKEN Captain Morgan]

Oh man last night was wicked! I never knew you could do that with a pig!

[/filter]

((OOC: Red is Mark. Have fun with those filters, guys!!))

Comments

[hard_talker]

.... See, I told you. I know how to rearrange a goddamn bookshelf. [ssssmmmmirk.]

Now where we gonna put the mini-fridge?

[eat_me_beat_me]

Yeah, yeah, you're right. You know just where things fit [she bites her lip and raises an eyebrow at him before looking around]

I dunno. Maybe over there by the desk?

[hard_talker]

[sorry, but he can't keep a straight face, not for this long, through all those filters. he cracks up]

Yeah, and -- hey, if we got some concrete blocks or somethin' we could actually jack the desk up and put the fridge under it.

[Mark stop decorating your living space like a dorm

no really

this is a magic castle

you can do anything you want

get more creative

Mark stahp]

[courageous_wit]

[she knew she could count on you two to take advantage of the broken filters] Sounds like you're enjoying yourself.

[eat_me_beat_me]

[She laughs hysterically]

Oh you know we'll do anything we can to enjoy ourselves.

[courageous_wit]

I see that. But I think you forgot the filter to Captain Morgan.

[solowingpixy]

[This was definitely a good change of pace for 'The Case of the Broken Filters'. He'll be laughing to himself, but the amusement in his tone is obvious.]

Sounds like you got yourself in some pretty shady dealings, kid.

[eat_me_beat_me]

[She snickers]

Oh yeah. I'm just a rebel without a cause.

[solowingpixy]

You might want to go looking for a cause, then. You're likely not gonna get anywhere otherwise.

Unless you enjoy workin' with those sorts of people, of course.

[is_mafia]

...Ah?

[He almost told her that the filters were broken, but then again, everybody should know that by now. It took him a moment before he realized that those were all fake filters that she had just made to fool people.]

Really, Nora?

[He's actually amused, because he's certain someone will take her literally.]

[eat_me_beat_me]

[She cracks up.]

Oh come on. It was just too easy!

[is_mafia]

Do you honestly think someone is going to believe those? [...Okay, maybe they would, but still.]

[originalcopy]

[muffled snicker]

A for effort, but stick to radio.

[eat_me_beat_me]

Nah. Radio's my boyfriend's schtick.

[originalcopy]

Pirate radio vs. pirate journal huh...

[mal_addict]

Gold star for entertainment value.

[eat_me_beat_me]

Thank you, thank you. I'll be here all week.

[lord_wizard]

I'm not really sure I needed to hear that.

[He's not stupid, but it's still like overhearing your younger sibling talk about sex]

[eat_me_beat_me]

[She snickers]

Oh come on, Felix, it's not like we would be stupid enough to let the journals actually pick up on any of that.

[hey, weren't you the one who bet Mark a bottle of LUBE to pretend to jack off over the journals two years ago?]

[lord_wizard]

[That was before he knew you two that well. Things have changed.]

I know that. The implication was more than enough.

[both_neither]

Be careful. You know what they say about strange men with muffins.

[eat_me_beat_me]

They've got lots of dough?

[She covers her mouth to stifle her snickering]

[both_neither]

True. But I didn't think you were looking for a sugar daddy.

[Don't start a bad joke contest with him, Nora. The whole castle will suffer.]

[silentrunning]

[Considering Chell doesn't know who any of these people are who Nora's trying to filter to... Have a voice over your journal there, you sneaky sneaky woman.]

Um... Nora??? Are ... you okay?

[eat_me_beat_me]

[Nora cracks up]

Hey, Chell! Yeah, yeah, I'm just fucking with people!