Echo
War Child
WAITER: Shall I take your orders?
ECHO: I'll have the fetuccine alfredo.
LARRY: (Mutters to self while looking disgustedly at menu) Don't they have ANY vegetarian dishes?
ADAM: Chicken parmeseano, please.
MONA: (Looking at menu) No tamales??? Well, I'll have the lobster spaghettini.
WAITER: And for this gentleman? (Gestures to Animatronic Edge)
ECHO: Oh, um...Do you have any WD-40?
WAITER: I'm afraid it's out of season.
BONO: And a bottle of vintage wine, please!
ECHO: Vintage wine! I can't afford that!
BONO: But I can only drink vintage! I have allergies, you know...
ECHO: Whatever, Boner. You can have a Coke and shut the hell up.
(Later, the food arrives)
LARRY: (is horrified to find beef on his plate) Yech. Does anyone want my meat?
EDGE and ANIMATRONIC EDGE: *blush!*
MONA: *Faints. She slides out of her chair and under the table. When she wakes, she is overjoyed to find out where she is. She crawls over and yanks Bono's napkin from off his lap.*
BONO: Hey! Where'd my napkin go? (Crawls under the table to retrieve it)
MONA: WOO HOO YOU'RE MINE NOW VINTAGE-BOY!
ADAM: (to Larry) Psst! I'll trade you my fork for your spoon!
LARRY: Um...okay...
ADAM: Hee hee.
(Muffled noises from under table.)
LARRY: There's something crawling around between my legs.
ADAM: Maybe you should see a doctor about it. (Whispers) Psst! Echo! I'll trade you my knife for your spoon.
ECHO: Go nuts. (Hands him her spoon)
(Animatronic Edge smiles at Adam and hands him his spoon as well.)
ADAM: Aw, thanks! Animatronic Edge sure is sweet.
JULIE: So if you can program Animatronic Edge to lavish affection on a kitten or a head of lettuce, why don't you program to lavish constant affection on YOU?
ECHO: Are you kidding? If I was the recipient of constant Edge-Lovin', where would I find the time or motivation to write this silly shit?
JULIE: Suit yourself. (She hugs the real Edge) I prefer my men alive and kickin' and ready for LUV! Hey, Mona, is there any more room left under there?
MONA: Well, there was a minute ago, but not anymore! WOO!!!! EL-E-VA-TION!
ECHO: Mona!
MONA: No, seriously, Julie, you have to come down here and see this! YOW! Have you got a license for that thing?
ECHO: Mona, can you keep it down?
MONA: Why would I want to do that?
ECHO: I mean keep the NOISE down.
MONA: Oh, right.
JULIE: (Points at Animatronic Edge) So where's his kitten tonight?
ECHO: Oh, we have to hide it while we're here (She points to the side pocket of Animatronic Edge's cargo pants)
JULIE: Oh, I see.
MONA: (From under table) YEE-HA!!! RIDE 'EM, COWBOY!
ECHO: Oh now that's just silly. There is not enough room under this table to engage in any activity that warrants the statement "Ride 'em, cowboy"...(Lifts tablecloth and looks) Whoa...well, so I was wrong....
LARRY: Hey! I ASKED if anyone wanted my meat!
EDGE and ANIMATRONIC EDGE: *blush!*
ADAM: *sniff* No one ever wants MY meat...
LARRY: Oh, don't say that, Adam. It looks like the cat does...
(While Adam was looking away, the kitten snuck out of Animatronic Edge's pocket and is nibbling Adam's chicken)
ECHO: Edge! Put that thing back in your pants!
EDGE and ANIMATRONIC EDGE: *blush!*
ECHO: You can take it out and play with it later!
EDGE and ANIMATRONIC EDGE: *bluuuusssshhh!*
ECHO: (to Julie) It's very cute, you know. I admit I'm often tempted to take it out in public and play with it myself.
EDGE and ANIMATRONIC EDGE: *BLUUUSSSSHHH!*
ECHO: They grow so fast, you know...
EDGE and ANIMATRONIC EDGE: ****BLLLUUUUUUUSSSHHH!!!!!******
ECHO: And it has such soft hair...
EDGE: *combusts*
ECHO: Ah...(pats Animatronic Edge) good thing I had the anti-combust mechanism installed last week...
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*Echo* The Proud Owner of Animatronic Edge!
"Never argue with someone who buys ink by the gallon." -Tommy Lasorda
"Are you implying that I'm an internet slut?" -Bono
Bono-Man! An Epic Superhero Adventure http://www.geocities.com/bonogoestovegas
The Official PLEBA Glossary: Replacing Crippling Confusion With Mere Disorientation!
http://www.vodkatea.com/g/glossary.asp?gid=165
ECHO: I'll have the fetuccine alfredo.
LARRY: (Mutters to self while looking disgustedly at menu) Don't they have ANY vegetarian dishes?
ADAM: Chicken parmeseano, please.
MONA: (Looking at menu) No tamales??? Well, I'll have the lobster spaghettini.
WAITER: And for this gentleman? (Gestures to Animatronic Edge)
ECHO: Oh, um...Do you have any WD-40?
WAITER: I'm afraid it's out of season.
BONO: And a bottle of vintage wine, please!
ECHO: Vintage wine! I can't afford that!
BONO: But I can only drink vintage! I have allergies, you know...
ECHO: Whatever, Boner. You can have a Coke and shut the hell up.
(Later, the food arrives)
LARRY: (is horrified to find beef on his plate) Yech. Does anyone want my meat?
EDGE and ANIMATRONIC EDGE: *blush!*
MONA: *Faints. She slides out of her chair and under the table. When she wakes, she is overjoyed to find out where she is. She crawls over and yanks Bono's napkin from off his lap.*
BONO: Hey! Where'd my napkin go? (Crawls under the table to retrieve it)
MONA: WOO HOO YOU'RE MINE NOW VINTAGE-BOY!
ADAM: (to Larry) Psst! I'll trade you my fork for your spoon!
LARRY: Um...okay...
ADAM: Hee hee.
(Muffled noises from under table.)
LARRY: There's something crawling around between my legs.
ADAM: Maybe you should see a doctor about it. (Whispers) Psst! Echo! I'll trade you my knife for your spoon.
ECHO: Go nuts. (Hands him her spoon)
(Animatronic Edge smiles at Adam and hands him his spoon as well.)
ADAM: Aw, thanks! Animatronic Edge sure is sweet.
JULIE: So if you can program Animatronic Edge to lavish affection on a kitten or a head of lettuce, why don't you program to lavish constant affection on YOU?
ECHO: Are you kidding? If I was the recipient of constant Edge-Lovin', where would I find the time or motivation to write this silly shit?
JULIE: Suit yourself. (She hugs the real Edge) I prefer my men alive and kickin' and ready for LUV! Hey, Mona, is there any more room left under there?
MONA: Well, there was a minute ago, but not anymore! WOO!!!! EL-E-VA-TION!
ECHO: Mona!
MONA: No, seriously, Julie, you have to come down here and see this! YOW! Have you got a license for that thing?
ECHO: Mona, can you keep it down?
MONA: Why would I want to do that?
ECHO: I mean keep the NOISE down.
MONA: Oh, right.
JULIE: (Points at Animatronic Edge) So where's his kitten tonight?
ECHO: Oh, we have to hide it while we're here (She points to the side pocket of Animatronic Edge's cargo pants)
JULIE: Oh, I see.
MONA: (From under table) YEE-HA!!! RIDE 'EM, COWBOY!
ECHO: Oh now that's just silly. There is not enough room under this table to engage in any activity that warrants the statement "Ride 'em, cowboy"...(Lifts tablecloth and looks) Whoa...well, so I was wrong....
LARRY: Hey! I ASKED if anyone wanted my meat!
EDGE and ANIMATRONIC EDGE: *blush!*
ADAM: *sniff* No one ever wants MY meat...
LARRY: Oh, don't say that, Adam. It looks like the cat does...
(While Adam was looking away, the kitten snuck out of Animatronic Edge's pocket and is nibbling Adam's chicken)
ECHO: Edge! Put that thing back in your pants!
EDGE and ANIMATRONIC EDGE: *blush!*
ECHO: You can take it out and play with it later!
EDGE and ANIMATRONIC EDGE: *bluuuusssshhh!*
ECHO: (to Julie) It's very cute, you know. I admit I'm often tempted to take it out in public and play with it myself.
EDGE and ANIMATRONIC EDGE: *BLUUUSSSSHHH!*
ECHO: They grow so fast, you know...
EDGE and ANIMATRONIC EDGE: ****BLLLUUUUUUUSSSHHH!!!!!******
ECHO: And it has such soft hair...
EDGE: *combusts*
ECHO: Ah...(pats Animatronic Edge) good thing I had the anti-combust mechanism installed last week...
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*Echo* The Proud Owner of Animatronic Edge!
"Never argue with someone who buys ink by the gallon." -Tommy Lasorda
"Are you implying that I'm an internet slut?" -Bono
Bono-Man! An Epic Superhero Adventure http://www.geocities.com/bonogoestovegas
The Official PLEBA Glossary: Replacing Crippling Confusion With Mere Disorientation!
http://www.vodkatea.com/g/glossary.asp?gid=165