Tales of humour, whimsy and courgettes
“You’re a bit strange,” observed Reala.
“I’m strange?” gasped Alpaca. “You’re the one serving Viagra tea to an alpaca.”
Reala nodded in agreement at Alpaca’s logic.
“Besides which,” continued Alpaca, “neither of us are as strange as Mad Betty McGrue, the homeless pony of Pontefract.”
“Oh aye?” pondered Reala.
“Mmhmm,” said Alpaca. “She’s unstable.”
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“OK,” said Reala, “I am afraid Fuen and Yuffie scoffed all the Hobnobs and Digestives.”
“Knackers,” sighed Alpaca.
“I do have some Animal Crackers,” said Reala.
“Oh, I can’t eat them on account of my beliefs,” replied Alpaca.
“Eh?” enquired Reala.
“I’m a vegetarian,” replied Alpaca.
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Alpaca sat at the bar and started sniffling.
“What’s wrong?” asked Reala.
“Oh, I’ve just come from the petrol station,” replied Alpaca.
“And?” pushed Reala.
“I got a bit emotional,” replied Alpaca. “I just started filling up…”
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An alpaca swaggered into the pub wearing a huge slice of toast around her neck.
Reala looked over, grimacing. “Hello there.”
“Hey, hey,” replied Alpaca.
“What’s with the toast?” asked Reala.
“This?” said the Alpaca. “I’m in-bread…”
“Oh no,” sighed Reala.
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“You need to stop killing people,” sighed Yuffie. “It’ll come back to haunt you.”
“I know,” sighed Lucy.
“I never heard from Jane again,” sighed Yuffie. “I’ll assume you had something to do with that.”
“Yes,” said Lucy, “I turned her into an empty grinning pumpkin. Not even a candle inside.”
“Lucy!” gasped Yuffie.
“Yes,” replied Lucy. “I’ll admit, that was a hollow gesture.”
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Capricorn (ep. 77)
“You gave me life,” she sighed.
“I loved you,” she replied.
“You couldn’t leave me be,” she hissed.
“I still love you,” she cried.
“You spoke the prayer, you summoned me,” she growled.
They kissed. Then oblivion.
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“What about the French woman?” asked Yuffie.
“Francois?” replied Lucy.
“That’s the one,” said Yuffie.
“I killed her with numbers,” replied Lucy.
“How does that work?” asked Yuffie.
“She had a huit allergy,” grinned Lucy.
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“Hello Lucy,” said Yuffie, taking a seat and offering a drink.
Lucy grasped the rum between three slender fingers. “Yuffie. Been a while.”
“You’ve been busy,” said Yuffie. “I heard Amy died in an incident with a gang of crows.”
“A murder,” grinned Lucy.
“Really? Ornithology puns?” sighed Yuffie.
“She was judged and sentenced by twelve ravens,” said Lucy.
“That’s a tad unfair,” replied Yuffie.
“Unfair,” laughed Lucy. “She had her day in court.”
Yuffie winced.
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Capricorn (ep. 76)
Never in his kind’s history had anyone seen creatures so weak. So easy to manipulate. They are aware they are being watched, yet they do nothing as long as everything carries on as normal. He slithers down the hallway, his thick ooze clinging to the furniture and walls.
They hide under linens, soft sheets which offer no protection. Those that do not hide see the contempt in his eyes, as he approaches. Hungry.
A change of video style. The first of three. They aren’t currently adding anything to the Fears. I’ve kept at them because I enjoyed making them. Unfortunately, even voice over videos takes 20+ minutes for every one minute of video accounting for audio, edit, and screen tiles. I don’t have that time to spare right now if it’s not bringing me anything in return.
Today’s change is thumbnail style. I need to separate how each video looks in related videos and somebodies feed as they currently all look the same. I think this still looks pretty Fears.
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A spiral of smoke drifted in, bringing a sense of dread into the bar. The trio watched as it moved to the darkest corner of the room and solidified into a red-eyed, spectral figure.
Yuffie let out a long deep sigh. “Two black rums please, Reala.”
Reala poured them with a sense of urgency. Yuffie took them over to the stranger.
“Ex-wife,” said Fuen.
Shivers ran down Fuen and Reala’s spines.
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