Dizzy and Guest: "Shades of Creed!"
Feb 16, 2007 3:04:54 GMT -5
Post by OrochiGeese on Feb 16, 2007 3:04:54 GMT -5
Simple enough start - Dizzy on a treadmill.
She's dressed in a pair of gym shorts, and a loose fitting basketball jersey, dark blue, with white trim on it, a giant number three and the name "Gonzaga" on the front... near at hand she grabs a bottle of water and continues jogging, putting it back down on said nearby chair.
Enter a young guy we've seen a few times, in those "yo g, I be street and whatnot" jean shorts - the kind that hang below the knees, and a loose black t-shirt, as he waves a folder in front of her face. Her face becomes an expression of confusion, as she pulls out her iPod headphones...
[Dizzy:] Froggy? Whatcha got there?
Dizzy reaches for the folder, but Frog whiffs it out of her reach - multiple times, before she reaches over and smacks him upside the head, taking the folder.
[Frog:] Did some research, looked at stuff for you - see, you need to face a woman who can do the shoot wrestling thing to get practice, right?
[Dizzy:] Uh huh.
[Frog:] And, I watched a bunch of tapes to get information.
[Dizzy:] Cool.
[Frog:] ...I suspect that for the first time ever, you're not listening to me.
[Dizzy:] You betcha.
[Frog:] I think Alicia Gordon has a cute ass, but her breasts are second to Kim Cross' .
Dizzy flicks her hand out, smacking him upside the head again.
[Frog:] Ow! Okay, I deserved that.
[Dizzy:] Yep, you did.
[Frog:] Listening now?
[Dizzy:] Sure.
[Frog:] What about Tigress Mask? She works a lucha style kinda like you, but she works with shoot tackles like Haley Cannon - it's a nice introduction, a warm up. You get the idea of what shoot tackles are about, and from what I can see, she's not great at it. It'd be like learning to ride a tricycle before you step up to a real bike.
[Dizzy:] ...and that's it? I don't wanna feel like I'm beating up the poor girl.
[Frog:] It's not really "beating up some poor girl," Diz, she won that Kaori Night Invitation Tournament... and why not team with her a few matches then?
[Dizzy:] I don't really want to be in a team though.
[Frog:] Okay, y'know what? Instead of normally pretending to be stupid about OG-Joshi and being all "O NOES! WHAT TO DO"about things, I need you to listen close, eh?
Dizzy looks over at Frog, and he puts his hand up, smacking her upside the head.
[Dizzy:] -rubbing the back of her head- OWWWW! What'd you hit me for?!
[Frog:] Because Juli Krieger wants to KILL YOU, eat your soul, skin and sexually molest your corpse, before she goes on to dance about the room wearing your skin like some sort of fancy dress!
YOU. NEED. FRIENDS.
[Dizzy:] WHY?
Frog quickly smacks her upside the head again, as she flinches, holding the back of her head again.
[Frog:] Because Juli Krieger wants to KILL YOU, eat your soul, skin and sexually molest- oh, god damn it, Diane, would you @#%$ listen? People like you! You like people! Natural combination! If you're not cool about teams, build your own. Put together a bunch of people, a nice little group or something. A couple of running buddies, y'know?
What about Azumi Oonishi? You don't feel bad for her?
[Dizzy:] That's different!
[Frog:] Is it? If she'd had people looking out for her, would she have been sent to the Emergency Room? Don't you feel bad for her?
[Dizzy:] Of course I feel bad! But, I-I'm not sure about being in a team!
Frog sighs, shaking his head and growling a little bit.
[Frog:] For Christ's sakes, Diz, I'm telling you to get a couple girls together to watch each other's backs, not organize a lesbian orgy!
...but, y'know, uh, if you get ideas about that, you'll uh, need someone to video tape the damnably sexy footage. So, keep me in mind for that.
[Dizzy:] You pervert.
[Frog:] Dork.
[Dizzy:] Meany.
[Frog:] Physics nerd.
[Dizzy:] ...
[Frog:] ...I'm five seconds from being molested, aren't I?
[Dizzy:] I can neither confirm nor deny that; and you're looking at my bouncing boobs as I run on a treadmill. Anything that happens from here, you deserve!
[Frog:] Guh. Diz, prepubescent boys have bigger breasts than you. Go take a cold shower, or something... but, read that file, would you?
[Dizzy:] …did I just hear concern in your voice, Mr. Froggy?
[Frog:] …maybe. Diz, quit making me be a @#%$. It’s embarrassing, you know that?
Frog walks away as Dizzy's face softens a bit, and she opens the file folder, slowly starting to flip through the papers, raising her eyebrow in pleasant surprise... aaaaaaaand FADE.
She's dressed in a pair of gym shorts, and a loose fitting basketball jersey, dark blue, with white trim on it, a giant number three and the name "Gonzaga" on the front... near at hand she grabs a bottle of water and continues jogging, putting it back down on said nearby chair.
Enter a young guy we've seen a few times, in those "yo g, I be street and whatnot" jean shorts - the kind that hang below the knees, and a loose black t-shirt, as he waves a folder in front of her face. Her face becomes an expression of confusion, as she pulls out her iPod headphones...
[Dizzy:] Froggy? Whatcha got there?
Dizzy reaches for the folder, but Frog whiffs it out of her reach - multiple times, before she reaches over and smacks him upside the head, taking the folder.
[Frog:] Did some research, looked at stuff for you - see, you need to face a woman who can do the shoot wrestling thing to get practice, right?
[Dizzy:] Uh huh.
[Frog:] And, I watched a bunch of tapes to get information.
[Dizzy:] Cool.
[Frog:] ...I suspect that for the first time ever, you're not listening to me.
[Dizzy:] You betcha.
[Frog:] I think Alicia Gordon has a cute ass, but her breasts are second to Kim Cross' .
Dizzy flicks her hand out, smacking him upside the head again.
[Frog:] Ow! Okay, I deserved that.
[Dizzy:] Yep, you did.
[Frog:] Listening now?
[Dizzy:] Sure.
[Frog:] What about Tigress Mask? She works a lucha style kinda like you, but she works with shoot tackles like Haley Cannon - it's a nice introduction, a warm up. You get the idea of what shoot tackles are about, and from what I can see, she's not great at it. It'd be like learning to ride a tricycle before you step up to a real bike.
[Dizzy:] ...and that's it? I don't wanna feel like I'm beating up the poor girl.
[Frog:] It's not really "beating up some poor girl," Diz, she won that Kaori Night Invitation Tournament... and why not team with her a few matches then?
[Dizzy:] I don't really want to be in a team though.
[Frog:] Okay, y'know what? Instead of normally pretending to be stupid about OG-Joshi and being all "O NOES! WHAT TO DO"about things, I need you to listen close, eh?
Dizzy looks over at Frog, and he puts his hand up, smacking her upside the head.
[Dizzy:] -rubbing the back of her head- OWWWW! What'd you hit me for?!
[Frog:] Because Juli Krieger wants to KILL YOU, eat your soul, skin and sexually molest your corpse, before she goes on to dance about the room wearing your skin like some sort of fancy dress!
YOU. NEED. FRIENDS.
[Dizzy:] WHY?
Frog quickly smacks her upside the head again, as she flinches, holding the back of her head again.
[Frog:] Because Juli Krieger wants to KILL YOU, eat your soul, skin and sexually molest- oh, god damn it, Diane, would you @#%$ listen? People like you! You like people! Natural combination! If you're not cool about teams, build your own. Put together a bunch of people, a nice little group or something. A couple of running buddies, y'know?
What about Azumi Oonishi? You don't feel bad for her?
[Dizzy:] That's different!
[Frog:] Is it? If she'd had people looking out for her, would she have been sent to the Emergency Room? Don't you feel bad for her?
[Dizzy:] Of course I feel bad! But, I-I'm not sure about being in a team!
Frog sighs, shaking his head and growling a little bit.
[Frog:] For Christ's sakes, Diz, I'm telling you to get a couple girls together to watch each other's backs, not organize a lesbian orgy!
...but, y'know, uh, if you get ideas about that, you'll uh, need someone to video tape the damnably sexy footage. So, keep me in mind for that.
[Dizzy:] You pervert.
[Frog:] Dork.
[Dizzy:] Meany.
[Frog:] Physics nerd.
[Dizzy:] ...
[Frog:] ...I'm five seconds from being molested, aren't I?
[Dizzy:] I can neither confirm nor deny that; and you're looking at my bouncing boobs as I run on a treadmill. Anything that happens from here, you deserve!
[Frog:] Guh. Diz, prepubescent boys have bigger breasts than you. Go take a cold shower, or something... but, read that file, would you?
[Dizzy:] …did I just hear concern in your voice, Mr. Froggy?
[Frog:] …maybe. Diz, quit making me be a @#%$. It’s embarrassing, you know that?
Frog walks away as Dizzy's face softens a bit, and she opens the file folder, slowly starting to flip through the papers, raising her eyebrow in pleasant surprise... aaaaaaaand FADE.