'Twas the night before HaLAWLoween
Nov 13, 2010 7:46:25 GMT -5
Post by Dragonkin on Nov 13, 2010 7:46:25 GMT -5
'Twas the night before HaLAWLoween...
Well, afternoon, really. We find ourselves backstage in the LAWLatorium, and a window shows that the autumn day outside is not yet fading into sunset. The camera turns to look down the hall, where a little distance away we see a noticeboard on the wall. In front of it stands a young woman with her back to us, looking through the notices. She has long dark hair, and seems to be wearing a yellow bodysuit.
The camera moves down the corridor. As it gets within a few steps of the woman she starts to turn around, giving a startled yelp as she spots us.
Woman: "Aah! Don't sneak up on people like th-... hey, I've been looking for you."
The woman pauses, nodding slightly as if the camera person was speaking to her.
Woman: "Yeah, exactly. I met one of the wrestlers near the lobby, but I guess I shouldn't expect good directions from an apple, right? Anyway, I'm AIMy. I couldn't get the notes, but I know I was supposed to give a short interview about a match..."
AIMy pauses again, listening to the camera person.
AIMy: "Okay... so, HomeLAWL have been informed about the match? I was afraid I'd have to give them that message... so the opponents are Lord Broccoli, and Collie Flower. And I'll be interviewing Piñata Mask an-"
AIMy goes wide-eyes, suddenly looking very pale. She pauses, taking a few deep breaths to steady herself.
AIMy: "Don't panic, AIMy. Llamas are nocturnal predators - they only come out to hunt at night. You'll be safe as long as the sun is still up..."
She clears her throat, the cheerful smile returning to her face as she motions down the corridor.
AIMy: "We'll go find the Piñata, then? Piñatas are friendly and cheerful... after all, they give candy to children. Well, sort of..."
The camera follows behind AIMy as we make our way through the maze of LAWLitorium backstage corridors. There are Halloween decorations everywhere, and we see less people for every corner we turn, as the atmosphere keeps getting gloomier...
AIMy: "Thanks... I didn't know you'd noticed. I suppose it was an obvious costume, wasn't it? I like yours too... not every day you see a celery with such a high quality cyborg costume. Hm? You know, I actually minored in Produce American Studies in college. I think that really helped me get this job..."
AIMy raises her hand and stops as we round the corner, and we see the doors to the HomeLAWL security locker room.
AIMy: "Quiet now... even if it's mostly nocturnal, the llama is still dangerous when disturbed in its lair."
Together with AIMy, we sneak past a door with a makeshift sign reading "Danger! LAWLAMA! Enter at your own risk!" with a smaller sign below it reading "HomeLAWL security - keeping us Goose-free since 2008" and a peg with some safety goggles hanging from it. Next to it we find another door with similar signs, only the larger one reading "Danger! Piñata! Protective Headgear Required". The nearby peg holds a single construction helmet, but it has been cracked by what looks like repeated powerful blows, and looks completely useless. There is a moment of hesitation, and then AIMy knocks on the door.
AIMy: "Hey. Look at this, Cecil... seems someone has left a gift for HomeLAWL here. I think the label is in Spanish..."
She bends down to get a closer look, just as the door opens and Piñata Mask is standing there, stout stick in hand. AIMy looks up with a yelp, bringing up her hands to protect her head as she quickly stands up. Piñata Mask looks at her, then down at the crate, then back up, her head tilting slightly to the side as the grip on the bludgeon tightens.
AIMy: "Ah... delivery?" She takes a step back, flashing a nervous smile. "No hitting the messenger... right?"
Piñata Mask shifts her attention back to the crate, starting to systematically tapping it with the end of the stick as if looking for weak spots.
AIMy: "That's right... so, while we're here, could I perhaps have your thoughts on your upcoming match ag-"
The rest of the sentence is drowned out by the noise of a few well placed blows as Piñata Mask smashes the crate open with the stick. The camera pans down at the broken crate as Piñata Mask hunkers down, bludgeon in hand, to clear away the rubble and see what's inside. Suddenly, she freezes in shock, giving a loud shriek as she stands bolt upright and runs past the camera and down the corridor. In the remains of the crate lies a Jack-o-Lantern, a heavy knife buried in it and surrounded with odd, angular carvings.
AIMy: "Say, Cecil... this place will start to feel a little more normal after a wh-"
AIMy is cut off by a low, bleating growl coming from behind the camera. AIMy yelps, and with a shout of "It's awake, run for it Cecil!" she takes off down the corridor, the camera fading to black as it starts to follow...
Disclaimer: No pumpkins were harmed during the filming of this promo.
Well, afternoon, really. We find ourselves backstage in the LAWLatorium, and a window shows that the autumn day outside is not yet fading into sunset. The camera turns to look down the hall, where a little distance away we see a noticeboard on the wall. In front of it stands a young woman with her back to us, looking through the notices. She has long dark hair, and seems to be wearing a yellow bodysuit.
The camera moves down the corridor. As it gets within a few steps of the woman she starts to turn around, giving a startled yelp as she spots us.
Woman: "Aah! Don't sneak up on people like th-... hey, I've been looking for you."
The woman pauses, nodding slightly as if the camera person was speaking to her.
Woman: "Yeah, exactly. I met one of the wrestlers near the lobby, but I guess I shouldn't expect good directions from an apple, right? Anyway, I'm AIMy. I couldn't get the notes, but I know I was supposed to give a short interview about a match..."
AIMy pauses again, listening to the camera person.
AIMy: "Okay... so, HomeLAWL have been informed about the match? I was afraid I'd have to give them that message... so the opponents are Lord Broccoli, and Collie Flower. And I'll be interviewing Piñata Mask an-"
AIMy goes wide-eyes, suddenly looking very pale. She pauses, taking a few deep breaths to steady herself.
AIMy: "Don't panic, AIMy. Llamas are nocturnal predators - they only come out to hunt at night. You'll be safe as long as the sun is still up..."
She clears her throat, the cheerful smile returning to her face as she motions down the corridor.
AIMy: "We'll go find the Piñata, then? Piñatas are friendly and cheerful... after all, they give candy to children. Well, sort of..."
The camera follows behind AIMy as we make our way through the maze of LAWLitorium backstage corridors. There are Halloween decorations everywhere, and we see less people for every corner we turn, as the atmosphere keeps getting gloomier...
AIMy: "Thanks... I didn't know you'd noticed. I suppose it was an obvious costume, wasn't it? I like yours too... not every day you see a celery with such a high quality cyborg costume. Hm? You know, I actually minored in Produce American Studies in college. I think that really helped me get this job..."
AIMy raises her hand and stops as we round the corner, and we see the doors to the HomeLAWL security locker room.
AIMy: "Quiet now... even if it's mostly nocturnal, the llama is still dangerous when disturbed in its lair."
Together with AIMy, we sneak past a door with a makeshift sign reading "Danger! LAWLAMA! Enter at your own risk!" with a smaller sign below it reading "HomeLAWL security - keeping us Goose-free since 2008" and a peg with some safety goggles hanging from it. Next to it we find another door with similar signs, only the larger one reading "Danger! Piñata! Protective Headgear Required". The nearby peg holds a single construction helmet, but it has been cracked by what looks like repeated powerful blows, and looks completely useless. There is a moment of hesitation, and then AIMy knocks on the door.
AIMy: "Hey. Look at this, Cecil... seems someone has left a gift for HomeLAWL here. I think the label is in Spanish..."
She bends down to get a closer look, just as the door opens and Piñata Mask is standing there, stout stick in hand. AIMy looks up with a yelp, bringing up her hands to protect her head as she quickly stands up. Piñata Mask looks at her, then down at the crate, then back up, her head tilting slightly to the side as the grip on the bludgeon tightens.
AIMy: "Ah... delivery?" She takes a step back, flashing a nervous smile. "No hitting the messenger... right?"
Piñata Mask shifts her attention back to the crate, starting to systematically tapping it with the end of the stick as if looking for weak spots.
AIMy: "That's right... so, while we're here, could I perhaps have your thoughts on your upcoming match ag-"
The rest of the sentence is drowned out by the noise of a few well placed blows as Piñata Mask smashes the crate open with the stick. The camera pans down at the broken crate as Piñata Mask hunkers down, bludgeon in hand, to clear away the rubble and see what's inside. Suddenly, she freezes in shock, giving a loud shriek as she stands bolt upright and runs past the camera and down the corridor. In the remains of the crate lies a Jack-o-Lantern, a heavy knife buried in it and surrounded with odd, angular carvings.
AIMy: "Say, Cecil... this place will start to feel a little more normal after a wh-"
AIMy is cut off by a low, bleating growl coming from behind the camera. AIMy yelps, and with a shout of "It's awake, run for it Cecil!" she takes off down the corridor, the camera fading to black as it starts to follow...
Disclaimer: No pumpkins were harmed during the filming of this promo.