The Rift

MM: That's it isn't it? I'm dead.

Dead. The words rang true as soon as the bard spoke them. Now she remembered, Callisto had killed her. Tossed her from the...

Aleph: that doesn't rhyme.

What do you want from me? I'm a bard not a muse.

Aleph: so you got nothing to lose.

Destiny knows
What has to be.
You'll pay the price.
Nothing is free.

See easy.

Oh yeah, like knows and price rhyme.

Aleph: Shut-up.

Bardic choir: Callisto was no friend, She worked to twist your mind--

MM: (reflecting fondly)

Galloway: Hey! Didn't you hear us? We said, she worked to *twist* your mind.

MM: yeah...I sure do miss her. *sniffle*

Darth Skeye: (singing) Masochism. Torture.

MM: (sigh)

Geekgrrl: (also singing) Free yourself from these chains.

MM: Oh now you're just teasing.

Galloway: but she killed you! You can't just forgive her for *that*.

MM: Look if she already killed me I don't see what the point is of getting all angry about it now. Besides, what good would it do? She'd kick my hinder all over the place, and then some.

Galloway: Alright you're not dead, you're just...

Darth: Don't tell her that. You'll ruin the whole thing.

Galloway: I have to do something, this isn't working out at all like we planned.

Geekgrrl: Well who knew she'd be so, well you know, odd.

Had they all been there, Geek would have just gotten a collective blank stare from the town of Cirra.

Geekgrrl: and what's more, she seems to enjoy the pain.

Again, collective blank stare.

MM: Look. Are you sure I'm not dead? Because this place feels a lot like...

GC: (materializing) THERE YOU ARE! I have been looking all over Tartarus for you.

MM: (voice cracking) Tartarus?

GC: figure of speech

MM: as usual your timing on euphemisms is impeccable.

GC: from you, I get a lecture on timing?

MM: ::blush::

Darth: great. What is she doing here already?

GC: Excuse me?

Darth: It's just that we haven't had time to get Melissa in a rage.

GC: (breaks into fit of hysterical laughter) Melissa in a rage. (more laughing)

MM: (blank stare)

Acean: (materializes) Can't you muses do anything right?

Darth: It's not as easy as you think.

Acean: (frown) Did you tell her that Callisto killed her?

Pandora: (materializing) Please, the girl has been killed more times that Kenny. You think that is going to effect her.

MM: Can we go now Goddess? This is starting to get a little too...

GC: Surreal, yes I know. (attempts to vanish) What the?!

Acean: how about reminding her of all the beatings she taken?

Geek, Darth, Galloway, Pandora, and GC: (blank stare)

MM: (blank stare)

Acean: hrmmm?

Pandora: why don't you just use her scrolls for, uhm, you know.

Bards: Sacrilege!

Acean: besides we are trying to get her mad at Callisto, not us.

Pandora: (Turning toward Callisto with scroll in her hand) (arching an eyebrow)

GC: I think not.

MM: (Nothing one good paper cut won't take care of. ) (inward smile)

GC: Shut up pissant. (pops Melissa in the back of the head)

MM: Well it was your own fault really.

GC: I'm not the one who forgot to restock the Charmin.

MM: Well, if you would have just bought the goat skin like I told you. But Nooooo you have to save a dinar and get that cheap wood pulp they try to pass of as parchment these days!

GC: Let it go bard.

MM: Well you know I'm right. Acean back me up on this.

Acean: Ares.

MM: (blank stare) what kind of f*cked up place is this?

Time stopped....but since Callisto and her bard were in Ilusia, nobody noticed really. Well except for Melissa, who now had a big old industrial sized bar of soap stuffed in her mouth.

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