Post by diabolique on Jan 21, 2015 21:43:40 GMT
[The camera fades into a child's play room in an unknown location.
The walls of this room are painted colorfully, there are painted red, green and orange balloons all over the place. There is a bright yellow sun painted with a sun smile on its face and beams of light jetting out in all directions filling up the light blue sky with fluffy white clouds. The bottom half of the room are shelves. Shelves filled with a number of stuffed animal monkeys, each of them are dressed in various ways and posed in various manners. There are even a couple of monkeys which hold drum cymbals in each of their hands poised ready to strike them together at any moment.
There are two stuffed monkeys which have been plucked from the shelves, one of which is dressed much like a circus ringmaster and sits in a small wooden chair. In front of that monkey is the second monkey, who has been laid out on a small wooden table and covered sweetly halfway with a pale blue blanket. There is a pause for a moment, not that anything is actually moving in the ring, but just enough of a calm before there is movement and walking into the room dressed in full doctor's garb is Diabolique. Diabolique, with her clown make-up and multi-colored hair has a mask covering the bottom of her face by a cough mask, she is even holding a clip board in her gloved hands. She almost slides up to where the ringmaster monkey is sitting, taking a seat herself and begins talking in a child like voice.]
DIABOLIQUE: Doctor Stabby-Face.
[She nods to the ringmaster monkey, named Stabby-Face.]
DIABOLIQUE: Is the paitent...
[She checks her clipboard and points to the monkey laying half covered on the table.]
DIABOLIQUE: Raquel all prepped and ready to go?
[She leans over and nods to Stabby-Face once again.]
DIABOLIQUE: Yes, I agree Doctor Stabby-Face, we probably don't need any sort of anesthesia this is just a routine evisceration. I think we'll be fine, wouldn't you agree Raquel? Just to walk you through what we are going to do here before we begin. First, I'm going to use a scalpel and perform a 'y' incision down the front of your chest down to your navel and pull back the upper layers of skin to expose the chest cavity. Is that your natural hair color? I never know what to go with myself.
Did I mention you'll feel all of this too? That's the fun part!
[She pauses, chuckles for a moment or two while looking at Doctor Stabby-Face. After a couple of moments of her laughnig she produces a rusty looking blade from her side and proceeds to cut open the stuffed monkey on the table. She isn't neat about it either, the cuts are sloppy and looks as if she's cutting a two dollar steak. As she gets to the bottom she pulls back the fur of the stuffed monkey.]
DIABOLIQUE: Oh, my my my... those breast implants are going to have to go!
[She then pulls out a couple of mounds of stuffing and flicks them into the air laughing at the thought of what they are. She stops suddenly and turns towards Doctor Stabby-Face.]
DIABOLIQUE: Doctor! You are not wearing your mask! You risk giving this patient an infection of some kind, you need to wear your operation mask at once! What's that?
[She pauses and turns towards Stabby-Face.]
DIABOLIQUE: Are you sure? We don't need the masks?!
[Diabolique pulls down the mask that has been covering her face, her painted exaggerated ruby red lips, there is some of the red face paint smeared under her chin and on her cheeks, even more has gotten between her teeth making for a wicked looking smile. Her head rocks back and she tosses the mask high into the air and squeals.]
DIABOLIQUE: Yippie! Now, let's get back to the surgery, Raquel! After I get rid of those funny, lumpy plastic pieces that make up your chest I am going to dig down and begin to pull out your guts. I like those because they're like long sloppy noodles! And you know what's the best part? You know what you can do with them?
[From out of her pocket she pulls out a long balloon, which she proceeds to fill out and tie off rather quickly. She then begins to make what looks like a balloon animal with a couple of motions, twisting and tying the parts of the balloon together. Surprisingly, she's actually really good with making balloon animals, as she finishes the first one it is in the shape of a dog. She even makes a couple of "arf!" noises as she places it next to the stuffed animal.]
DIABOLIQUE: Hey, Doctor Stabby-Face. Wouldn't you really enjoy a hat?
[Again she goes to town on a balloon, filling it, tying it off and she starts to twist it, making a circluar crown with a tail that goes right up into the air. She places the hat onto Stabby-Face and giggles for a couple of seconds afterwards.]
DIABOLIQUE: See? Long sloppy noodles that you can have so much fun with. Let's keep digging, because you're going to be kicking less and less at this moment, we're going to have to move fast! You're fading on us! Doctor Stabby-Face, will you please get the heart paddles? Next up, is this piece... looks like a spleen, maybe? Oh, who cares!
[She keeps pulling and pulling more and more pieces of fuzz out of the stuffed bear. Discarding pieces here and there, but it really looks as if she's searching for something specific as she gets really close to the open part of the stuffed animal.]
DIABOLIQUE: I don't see it! Come on, where's it at? Where do you keep it? That's what I need to find. Where's that soul of yours Raquel? I can't wait to find it.
[More and more fuzz gets pulled out. She goes faster and faster, with more fury, with less control of herself.]
DIABOLIQUE: What did you do with your soul, Raquel? Did you lose it? Did you sell it off to someone? Where or where can your soul be, where or where could your soul have gone? Doctor Stabby-Face, do you see it? Am I missing it?
[Frantically, she picks up the stuffed monkey and just tears through it, limbs and pieces fall in all directions in the process. All that is left in her gloved hands are a couple of pieces of brown fur and some white fuzz. She pouts.]
DIABOLIQUE: Gone. Your soul is gone. Not a single trace of it left, not a shred of what you started with. All gone. What did you ever do with it, Raquel? Why did you give it away when I'm so damn hungry for it?
That was such a mistake. I'm still hungry.
[She stands up quickly with her head hanging down there is even a curl to her bottom lip.]
DIABOLIQUE: I'm done playing, Doctor Stabby-Face.
[She marches off, much like a three year old who doesn't get her way, each stomp is louder than the last. The camera focuses on the pieces of the torn apart stuffed monkey. With that, we fade to black.]
The walls of this room are painted colorfully, there are painted red, green and orange balloons all over the place. There is a bright yellow sun painted with a sun smile on its face and beams of light jetting out in all directions filling up the light blue sky with fluffy white clouds. The bottom half of the room are shelves. Shelves filled with a number of stuffed animal monkeys, each of them are dressed in various ways and posed in various manners. There are even a couple of monkeys which hold drum cymbals in each of their hands poised ready to strike them together at any moment.
There are two stuffed monkeys which have been plucked from the shelves, one of which is dressed much like a circus ringmaster and sits in a small wooden chair. In front of that monkey is the second monkey, who has been laid out on a small wooden table and covered sweetly halfway with a pale blue blanket. There is a pause for a moment, not that anything is actually moving in the ring, but just enough of a calm before there is movement and walking into the room dressed in full doctor's garb is Diabolique. Diabolique, with her clown make-up and multi-colored hair has a mask covering the bottom of her face by a cough mask, she is even holding a clip board in her gloved hands. She almost slides up to where the ringmaster monkey is sitting, taking a seat herself and begins talking in a child like voice.]
DIABOLIQUE: Doctor Stabby-Face.
[She nods to the ringmaster monkey, named Stabby-Face.]
DIABOLIQUE: Is the paitent...
[She checks her clipboard and points to the monkey laying half covered on the table.]
DIABOLIQUE: Raquel all prepped and ready to go?
[She leans over and nods to Stabby-Face once again.]
DIABOLIQUE: Yes, I agree Doctor Stabby-Face, we probably don't need any sort of anesthesia this is just a routine evisceration. I think we'll be fine, wouldn't you agree Raquel? Just to walk you through what we are going to do here before we begin. First, I'm going to use a scalpel and perform a 'y' incision down the front of your chest down to your navel and pull back the upper layers of skin to expose the chest cavity. Is that your natural hair color? I never know what to go with myself.
Did I mention you'll feel all of this too? That's the fun part!
[She pauses, chuckles for a moment or two while looking at Doctor Stabby-Face. After a couple of moments of her laughnig she produces a rusty looking blade from her side and proceeds to cut open the stuffed monkey on the table. She isn't neat about it either, the cuts are sloppy and looks as if she's cutting a two dollar steak. As she gets to the bottom she pulls back the fur of the stuffed monkey.]
DIABOLIQUE: Oh, my my my... those breast implants are going to have to go!
[She then pulls out a couple of mounds of stuffing and flicks them into the air laughing at the thought of what they are. She stops suddenly and turns towards Doctor Stabby-Face.]
DIABOLIQUE: Doctor! You are not wearing your mask! You risk giving this patient an infection of some kind, you need to wear your operation mask at once! What's that?
[She pauses and turns towards Stabby-Face.]
DIABOLIQUE: Are you sure? We don't need the masks?!
[Diabolique pulls down the mask that has been covering her face, her painted exaggerated ruby red lips, there is some of the red face paint smeared under her chin and on her cheeks, even more has gotten between her teeth making for a wicked looking smile. Her head rocks back and she tosses the mask high into the air and squeals.]
DIABOLIQUE: Yippie! Now, let's get back to the surgery, Raquel! After I get rid of those funny, lumpy plastic pieces that make up your chest I am going to dig down and begin to pull out your guts. I like those because they're like long sloppy noodles! And you know what's the best part? You know what you can do with them?
[From out of her pocket she pulls out a long balloon, which she proceeds to fill out and tie off rather quickly. She then begins to make what looks like a balloon animal with a couple of motions, twisting and tying the parts of the balloon together. Surprisingly, she's actually really good with making balloon animals, as she finishes the first one it is in the shape of a dog. She even makes a couple of "arf!" noises as she places it next to the stuffed animal.]
DIABOLIQUE: Hey, Doctor Stabby-Face. Wouldn't you really enjoy a hat?
[Again she goes to town on a balloon, filling it, tying it off and she starts to twist it, making a circluar crown with a tail that goes right up into the air. She places the hat onto Stabby-Face and giggles for a couple of seconds afterwards.]
DIABOLIQUE: See? Long sloppy noodles that you can have so much fun with. Let's keep digging, because you're going to be kicking less and less at this moment, we're going to have to move fast! You're fading on us! Doctor Stabby-Face, will you please get the heart paddles? Next up, is this piece... looks like a spleen, maybe? Oh, who cares!
[She keeps pulling and pulling more and more pieces of fuzz out of the stuffed bear. Discarding pieces here and there, but it really looks as if she's searching for something specific as she gets really close to the open part of the stuffed animal.]
DIABOLIQUE: I don't see it! Come on, where's it at? Where do you keep it? That's what I need to find. Where's that soul of yours Raquel? I can't wait to find it.
[More and more fuzz gets pulled out. She goes faster and faster, with more fury, with less control of herself.]
DIABOLIQUE: What did you do with your soul, Raquel? Did you lose it? Did you sell it off to someone? Where or where can your soul be, where or where could your soul have gone? Doctor Stabby-Face, do you see it? Am I missing it?
[Frantically, she picks up the stuffed monkey and just tears through it, limbs and pieces fall in all directions in the process. All that is left in her gloved hands are a couple of pieces of brown fur and some white fuzz. She pouts.]
DIABOLIQUE: Gone. Your soul is gone. Not a single trace of it left, not a shred of what you started with. All gone. What did you ever do with it, Raquel? Why did you give it away when I'm so damn hungry for it?
That was such a mistake. I'm still hungry.
[She stands up quickly with her head hanging down there is even a curl to her bottom lip.]
DIABOLIQUE: I'm done playing, Doctor Stabby-Face.
[She marches off, much like a three year old who doesn't get her way, each stomp is louder than the last. The camera focuses on the pieces of the torn apart stuffed monkey. With that, we fade to black.]
so quickly so sad!
