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The scene: The Door Flies Open clubhouse, where Old School Zero and Darkest Timeline Zach Morris are cleaning up the debris from Doktor Zymm’s RV crashing through the wall.
OSZ: Man, what a mess! I can’t believe this.
DTZM: Ah, what are you gonna do? It’s just cool most of us are in the same timeline again.
OSZ: Sure, but it would be nice if it wasn’t the darkest timeline…
DTZM: Ah, it’s not so bad. It’s not like the Pats won the last Super Bowl after all.
Both men suppress an involuntary shiver. OSZ glance over at the pool table, where a pair of brown cowboy boots are sticking out.
OSZ (walking over to the boots): Y’know, I’m getting really tired of Beastmode not doing anything around here…
DTZM (grimacing): Just let him be. You know what he’s like when he’s awake.
OSZ (pulling on a boot): No way! He can at least help us clean up…
OSZ falls back, boot in hand. He lifts it up and shakes it, dumping out straw.
OSZ: What the…?
DTZM (peering under the table): Huh. It’s…a straw man…
OSZ: You mean he escaped?
DTZM (smiling): Looks like it.
OSZ: Holy crap, when did that happen?
DTZM (grinning): Don’t know.
OSZ: But he’s running around loose out there! Who knows what kind of trouble he’ll get into? This is not good…
OSZ pulls the pile of straw-filled clothes out from under the pool table. Behind him, grinning like a maniac, DTZM does a little jig.
OSZ (looking at the clothes): Man, this is not good. I wonder if anyone else has seen him. Don! Hey, Don!
[DOOR FLIES OPEN]
Don T opens a door in the hallway and steps out. From the room behind him you can see strobe lights and there’s the steady thrumming of dance music. Don T himself is wearing tight-fitting jeans and sunglasses, and nothing else. And the dude is cut, man. He looks like Johnny Mundo after a protein shake and a two-hour workout.
Don T (as he leaves the room): Duty calls, ladies.
Women’s voices (from the room): Awww….
Don T (approaching OSZ): What’s up, OSZ?
OSZ (holding up a straw-filled concert tee): Beastmode escaped! Have you seen him?
Don T rubs his perfectly-chiseled chin and frowns. Behind him, DTZM is now doing a fairly-decent John Travolta dance routine to the beat of the music.
Don T: Can’t say that I have. Sorry.
OSZ: Shoot! Hey, you’re a lawyer… If Beastmode goes and, I dunno…eats someone, or burns down Levi’s Stadium or something, is that going to come back to haunt us?
Don T smiles. The shine of the perfect white teeth almost blinds OSZ.
Don T: No, no. We’re good, little buddy. Now if you’ll excuse me…? I have a few friends to get back to.
OSZ: OK, sure. Thanks, Don!
Don T (heading back into the room): Guess who’s back, ladies?
Women’s voices (from the room): Yay!!!
Don T (as he closes the door): Whoa, whoa! Put those tops back on! There’s no nudity in the clubhouse…!
OSZ (to DTZM, who is moonwalking back wards out of the clubhouse): Don T must have really enjoyed going to Canada. He looks like a new man.
DTZM (giddily moonwalking away): Freeeeeee-dooooommmmm!!!
Rikki-Tikki-Deadly enters the clubhouse, passing DTZM on the way.
Rikki-Tikki-Deadly: Wow, he looks happy. Did he take some drugs? Does he have some more of them? What kind of drugs were they?
OSZ holds up a pair of straw-filled jeans. A little button falls out.
OSZ: No, it’s not drugs. Not entirely, at least. It’s this.
Rikki-Tikki-Deadly (picking up the button): Denim? Straw? Is the straw some kind of drug?
OSZ (sighing): No, it’s Beastmode! He escaped at some point, and now he’s running around loose some-
Rikki-Tikki-Deadly clicks the button and disappears. OSZ blinks.
OSZ: What the hell…?
Rikki-Tikki-Deadly blinks back into existence again.
OSZ: Rikki, what happened?
Rikki-Tikki-Deadly: Dude! I think I know where Beastmode went, man!
Rikki-Tikki-Deadly: No, c’mon…you have to check this out!
OSZ: I don’t want to go to prison, Rikki….
Rikki-Tikki-Deadly: It’s not prison, man! It’s more like… C’mon, just click the button! It’ll be fun!
OSZ: I’m delicate, Rikki. I’m not made for prison life.
Rikki-Tikki-Deadly (grabbing OSZ’s arm): Dude, c’mon… This is gonna blow your mind…
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