|
SCENE 11 fate: "Someone please give this horse some of that truthSerumSoakedSugar I saw earlier." howweird: "Ask me any question you wish and I shall speak the truth. Nothing but the truth. If it is not the truth I won't say it." fate [to bystander]: "That was a good point, the horse in the photo does indeed allude to our witness here." bystander . o O (I am not in the service of THIS court of jesters) fate [to howweird]: "You're still under oats, er, oath you know, from earlier." howweird: "IF it is not the truth, I won't say it." bystander . o O (but I DO want to know what that horse has to say) Monkey-General chews on the cheap war-issue handcuffs. howweird gives an annoyed look to Monkey-General because of the distraction of the chomping-on-metal sound. Ishmael steps up, dragging Monkey-General with him. Ishmael: "Tell us what you know about the Knights Mare." Monkey-General stops chomping when he hears the K word. bystander removes a crystalline shimmering sugar cube from his pocket. bystander [to howweird]: "Here, relax... it'll be alright." fate: "Wait just one midnight." fate holds up her hand. bystander feeds howweird the sugarCube. howweird: "I need no truth sugar cube to tell the truth, but give it to me all the same, I am a little hungry." fate [to Ishmael]: "Your question assumes the witness has heard of the Knights Mare already." Ishmael: "I believe he has, your honor." fate [to Ishmael]: "Rephrase the question to something more general, please." bystander lowers his eyes while maintaining acute attention. Monkey-General motions behind Ishmael to the horse. Ishmael: "Have you any knowledge concerning the Knights Mare?" Monkey-General shakes her head, prompting the horse. howweird: "I have full knowledge of the Mares." Monkey-General holds her head between her hands, moaning. fate [to Monkey-General]: "You may not answer for the witness, you are incredible." howweird: "Ask me any questions, I shall reveal all their secrets to you." Ishmael: "Ah... and tell the court who they are." Ishmael smiles. Monkey-General covers her ears. fate . o O (I could lose my job if this truth-telling goes too far) bystander releases an infinitesimalSatelliteSetForOrbitAroundHowweird'sHead. The horse quivers and shakes. fate: "Who are the Knights Mare, witness?" howweird thinks he is suffering a heart attack from the sugar cube. bystander drops his jaw. Ishmael stares. howweird: "What was in that truth serum?" bystander: "No fat... I swear." fate: "Don't die before you answer the question, that would be lese majeste." howweird: "Fool. Idiot. I said I was willing to speak the truth without one of your serums." howweird quivers madly. Sweat soaks the horse's coat. Ishmael screams to bystander get this on film! bystander: "Look, horse, it's clean stuff... got it from a reliable source." fate: "Get a doctor! A horse doctor! An undertaker! a taxidermist!" Monkey-General jumps up and down. howweird crumbles down on his forelegs. bystander [to Ishmael]: "I have this whole thing covered in every imaginable medium."
|