just an idear for a story...about TSF...i mean, what WERE the secret files?

hmm?

let's write about it!


fiction, of course...

Ooh, a movie. Movies require scripts, of course.... *Grins with an evil look*

Enter Lori into large room filled with crates of explosives. Rope swings back and forth overhead, indicating wind from a nearby window.
Lori: Brrr, it's spooky in here. Where's the lightswitch?
Lori searches around for a lightswitch, accidentally kicking over a crate.
Lori: Ahhhh!!! What was that?
Enter Mallet Brain with a flashlight.
Mallet Brain: Why, Lori. What in the worlds are you doing here? A little rabbit like you could get hurt in such a warehouse. And no one would ever know.....
Lori: (Scared) If I get hurt, it's going to be from your breath. Get some mouthwash, will you?
Mallet Brain: I don't like insults. Lunges at Lori, huge mallet swinging.
Lori, in slow motion, executes golden jump, sucessfully grabbing onto the above rope.
Mallet Brain: Come back here, bunny!
Lori: Oh, I'll come back. I presume you don't mind if a bullet comes first?
Bang
Lori jumps down, takes Mallet Brain's flashlight, and starts looking around the room
Lori: Well, it looks like I've found where Devan's keeping stuff. Time to tell my brothers, I suppose.



Hmmm, next script part, please.

Um, nice

Don't count for a script from me. I'm
poor...

me no likes lori. so i may mock her in this. everyone okay with that?

im sorry but she just doesn't fit with Jazz and Spaz.


LONG LIVE NICK!