Dynamic Donar #47
Dynamic Donar #47- My Friend, My Enemy, Pt 4
Our heroes stand in a semicircle of disbelief around Donar, who is
now proudly displaying his updated garb.
Donar: "Well?? Ye all look askance, mine costumed comrades! Doth mine
enhanced countenance not coincide with yon knowledge of the
Ausgardian guardian of truth?"
Vis: "Um.."
Cheryl: "..."
Yo: "???"
NTU: "What the.."
Jarvis: "..."
Lisa: "...Nummy"
Donar looks down, somewhat dejected. Cheryl jabs her synthezoid
significant other in the ribs with razor-like precision.
Vis: "OW!!..eh..Donar? You look great, buddy...Just a little.."
Donar: "Aye?"
Tina: "Bobs Biker Bar-ish."
Lisa: "Yeah...Ain't it great? You're next Jarvikins. A Leather
tux...mmm"
Jarvis slinks off backwards down the hall way, quickly secreting
himself into his and Lisa's room. The sound of numerous padlocks and
chains being fastened to the door is heard.
Tina: "Where did he get all those padlocks and.."
NTU150: "Don't ask...trust me"
Lisa, trying to look innocent: "What? I have no idea what you're
talking about.."
Donar: "Ahem!!"
The Lair League: "Yes?"
Donar: "Last time I checked, this was Dynamic DONAR, wouldst that be
correct??"
FFF: "I dunno, it's been a while."
Narrator: "HEY!! I couldn't help having writer's block!! It happens,
y'know!!"
Lisa: "That's o.k., we could just cuddle...Oh, wait..I'm confusing my
"blocks" again...sorry"
KRAKA-THOOOM!!!!!
The LL pick themselves up from the ground, dusting of various parts
of the ceiling.
Donar: "DOTH..I..HAVE...THY...ATTENTION????"
LL: "...yes.."
Donar: "Good..Now, if I might take thy spotlight for a few moments
and wrap up some loose threads?"
Spiffy: "It's about time"
Donar: "Thou art paralysed, yet still thou hath a smart mouth. Dost
thou not knoweth defeat whenst it doth breathe down thy neck?"
Spiffy: "I've still got my tongue..I'm far from finished...."
Donar: "Thou art truly a most brave hero!! Or incredibly stupid"
Spiffy: "I'll take brave for $500, thanks Alex"
Donar : "So be it"
Donar slaps spiffy on the back of the head, returning him to his
pre-paralysed position.
Spiffy: "Oy vey!! My neck is killing me!! If you ever do that again
Donar, so help me, I'll....*looks at Donar, for the first time since
the costume change*....uhh...be paralysed again.."
Donar: "One loose end is complete!! Another tumbler in the lock!"
NTU150: "What?"
Donar: "I did come to me in a dream. Heroes..all heroes..face a life
of confusion and quests, all due to loose ends.If these ends were
tied up once and for all, there would not be a need for heroes!!"
Banjooo: "AND WE'D ALL BE UNEMPLOYED!!"
Donar: "Nay, for 'tis as I hath predicted. With Spiffy freed from his
bonds, another plotline shall smack me in mine rock-hard kiester!!"
The doorbell rings.
Donar: "See!! I did tell thee thusly, did I not??"
Donar goes to answer the door.
Vis: "Donar!! The Guns!!!"
Donar has his back to the predatory ceiling cannons. They have
claimed not one life yet, but ferns everywhere tremble at the mention
of "the spinning fiery death from above". Donar has stepped on the
pressure plate and opened the door. The guns descend. They aim at the
middle of Donar's back, which is roughly head height for everyone
else. They fire and hit their target.
NO MORE WRITER'S BLOCK!!!!
IT'S LIKE MY THOUGHTS ARE AS CLEAR AS GLASS!!!
I KNOW WHAT HAPPENS NOW!!
I'LL FINISH THIS LATER!!!