as retold by RepairmanBob
KK: Back in the lab. Chloe looks like hell.
AM: Kristin, what the fuck are you doing? We had a deal! No screwing with each other’s characters!
KK: (Looks surprised) I’m not screwing with Chloe!
AM: Yeah, maybe if Chloe is staring in a Saw spin-off!
JG: Is that a movie about power tools?
ED: It is a horror movie.
JG: No, this is show is a horror movie. A saw is a tool.
KK: Just trust me, Allison.
AM: (Raises one eyebrow)
KK: Trust Tom?
AM: (Raises eyebrow higher)
AoT: You are not related to The Rock by any chance, are you?
JG: Kristin, even I am impressed that you have the gall to ask for trust.
AoT: (humming) The Mack says, The Mack says, The Mack says…
KK: Fine, whatever. Chloe looks at Mia and asks why she is helping Brainiac. "He is not… one of…"
ED: "One of us? I knew that before I ever met him."
TW: Brainiac, who is working at one of the computers, looks up and smiles.
KK: "I have seen what is coming, Ms. Sullivan. I have seen every possible future. Every choice leads to the same place. Oblivion." Mia looks at Chloe with a cold, empty stare. "I have seen this world burn. Over and over. More times than you can imagine. The innocent die. The guilty die. It happens again and again, until all that is left is the Dark One."
ED: "I don’t… what are you…"
KK: Mia signs, and for a moment she looks like a normal little girl. "I am sorry, Ms. Sullivan. You are not a bad person." Her face hardens. "But Mr. Fine will save the world. I have seen it. Compared to that, your fate is insignificant." Mia reaches towards Chloe.
AoT: (singing) The Mack says –
AM: What the fuck, Kristin?
AoT: We need to work on a catchphrase for the t-shirt.
JG: Lionel is back in his office. He orders Otis to wait outside and guard the door. "Use whatever force is necessary, Mr. Burg. Understand?"
TW: Otis reaches under his jacket and takes out an absurdly large gun. "Yes, sir." Otis walks outside the office, closing the door behind him.
JG: Now that is a quality minion. Lionel looks at the cart full of random parts. His eyes turn white, and he begins to take them out and put them together.
TW: Back at Vault Black –
AM: Motherfucker! I never should have come back to this goddamn show!
ED: I agree!
AM: Thank –
ED: Allison is getting way too much screen time! When she was gone, there was much more Lois!
(Stunned silence. AM’s glare moves from KK to ED.)
ED: I think liked it better when Bryan was -
AoT: Erica, you want to consider the next words that come out of your mouth very carefully.
TW: (Low growl)
ED: I am just saying Lois got more attention when Bryan –
JG: Very. Carefully.
ED: But –
KK: I hear the gestation period for a Kryptonian pregnancy is three weeks.
TW: Or less.
AM: (To ED) Farscape?
KK: (To AM) Peacekeeper Wars. (To ED) Anything else you want to add?
ED: (Grumbles)
TW: (Shakes his head) Back at Vault Black, Brainaic looks annoyed. "Ms. Sullivan, I must say, I am disappointed. I had hoped physical or psychic trauma would help restore your powers. It appears we will have to try something a more direct approach. Kurt? Ted?" The two men roll in a large piece of equipment. It looks like a dialysis machine with a massive tank of green liquid. "Lex has been quite the busy little monkey."
MR: No one talks about Iron Lex that way!
TW: "It seems he was not content to hunt – how can I put this? ‘Free range meteor freaks,’ like yourself, Ms. Sullivan. He created a formula from refined meteor rock, and injected it into transients abducted from across the country. Lex’s hope, from what I understand, was to create new meta-humans whose abilities he could then transplant into his PAS and Spartans."
AoT: Even for Lex, that is disturbing.
TW: "The mortality rate was nearly 99%, but I do have to admire his creative problem solving."
ED: Wow, that is fucked up.
MR: I am not sure if I should cheer or complain.
TW: Brainiac takes an IV line and inserts it into Chloe’s arm. "This is Lex’s entire remaining supply of the formula. There is enough liquid meteor rock to infect an entire building of curious cub reporters." He nods to Mia, who turns on the machine. Green liquid starts to pump into a shivering Chloe. "While I have your attention, let me tell you what I have in mind for your beloved Kal-El. Using small words, so you can understand." Brainiac walks to one of the two men and pats him on the shoulder, like you would a loyal dog. "Ted can generate nuclear energy. An interesting, if highly destructive, ability." He touches the other man. "Kurt can create micro-wormholes to transport himself instantly across short distances. It is similar to the portals used by Kryptonians." He frowns. "I am not sure exactly how he manages this feat." He smiles. "But I am certain the tissue samples I have taken will be fascinating to examine at a later time."
AoT: When does the exposition stop?
AM: (taps fingers on the table)
TW: "Kurt is going to take Ted to the reactor Lex is using to power the Slab. The meteor rock fueled reactor. Ted will create an explosion identical to what would be expected if the reactor was sabotaged by angry meteor freaks. I expect this will kill them both." He looks at the men and shrugs. "Along with everyone else in the Slab. Senator Martha Kent. Lois Lane. Lex Luthor." Brainiac morphs into each person as he says their name. He leans in close to Chloe morphs into Clark and kisses Chloe on the cheek. "And with that much kryptonite radiation, Kal-El, son of Jor-El."
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