BeeX Towers. Sitting at his desk Grim... stares wistfully at the wall outside his window and then over to the opposite side of the office at KovacsC. KovacsC can feel his glare as the tenth person that morning pats Kovac on the back and congratulates him on the depressing gloom outside his window. Heads turn from desks scouring the internet for funnies as another pen is forcefully knocked from Grim...'s desk onto the floor. The clatter is heard even over the fleshy noises eminating from Craster's closed office door. Mr Dave loudly proclaims to the office that Craster's Outlook diary has a four hour block simply entitled 'meeting with badgers'. In capitals. There are far too many exclamation marks that follow the pithy description of time.
The office was busy and there was a low chatter of noise as gaming, film and politics was discussed intently.
Just then, MaliA entered the office wearing a luminous red shirt and was promptly struck on the head by an projectile thrown through the second most depressing window view from the office, barely missing Grim...
The shattering glass raises the interest of Zardoz who opens his door for the first time that morning to look out into the office. The unusally shaped appendage adourning his trouserless frame barely registers with the others used to seeing this vile display. Flis does notice briefly that one testicle was wearing a hat and the hair had been trimmed to resemble the Mr Bounder dimlie, but she thought better to raise it with Mimi who was at that exact moment eating a curly wurly.
WTB picks up the projectile to reveal a VHS cassette tape tied around a brick. He starts to read the label but quickly loses interest and starts to play FIFA, again quickly losing interest and doing something else; as is his routine throughout the day.
Davepaz picks up the cassette and inserts it into VHS player lying amongst the jumble of wires, consoles and copies of Dark Souls lying around the office. The tape winds into action and a sinister looking man appears.
The tape splutters and comes to an abrupt end. Well have you ever tried to make a video using your mobile and no ability to edit? Yeah, well shut it.
The office surrounds the nearest monitor and reads aloud this week's POTW. Not a single voice mentions that bit where people used to say what the forum had discussed that week. But anyway...
Loud gulps are heard around the office. Mostly from Craster's office whose door remained shut throughout. Unbeknowst to most of the BeeX office MaliA's red shirt had begun consuming desks, chairs, mugs and copies of Skyrim. It is growing at an excessive rate. Dimrill is the only person who has noticed and is fighting the blob using an chair, two facial expressions (both scowls) and an adjective. He appears to be holding the beast back. Back to the crowd at BeeX office, and there are worried faces. "Only 7 POTW's" someone mutters "Has MaliA got another job?"
Minutes pass like years when another brick with a VHS cassette is thrown through the most depressing office window ever shattering the silence. A collective "ahhh, not THAT window" is heard. Grim... loses it and stabs everyone.
Epilogue.
Somehow the tape is in the recorder.
The TV flickers into life. A bloodstain is smeared across the screen in the bottom corner. The TV is clearly unplugged. An image appears.
Joined: 27th Mar, 2008 Posts: 69725 Location: Your Mum
Ian Fairies wrote:
WTB picks up the projectile to reveal a VHS cassette tape tied around a brick. He starts to read the label but quickly loses interest and starts to play FIFA, again quickly losing interest and doing something else; as is his routine throughout the day.
LLOL
Excellent work. And Lonely Island too! Win.
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I wish Craster had left some girls for the rest of us.
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