Subj: So many innuendos, so little time.Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2008 at 09:04:14 am EST
| Reply Subj: Every time I think you've exhausted the Flapjack/Miss Link comments, you come up with another good one!
Posted: Thu Jan 24, 2008 at 06:26:40 pm EST (Viewed 306 times) |
> > The Moderator Saga #10: With His Hands Behind His Back
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> > Previously:
> > The Moderator Saga #1 by Hatman
> > The Moderator Saga #2: Minions for the Moderator by Killer Shrike
> > The Moderator Saga #3: Captured is the Carpathian! by the Hooded Hood
> > The Moderator Saga #4: Interview With the Archvillain by the Hooded Hood
> > The Moderator Saga #5: Lord and Master of All He Surveyed by various posters
> > The Moderator Saga #6: Mouse and Ming by Hatman
> > The Moderator Saga, oh let’s say #7 by Killer Shrike
> > The Moderator Saga #8: One More Day by CrazySugarFreakBoy!
> > The Moderator Saga #9: Let’s Be Bad Guys by CrazySugarFreakBoy!
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> > ***
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> > The foot-thick steel door of the secure cell wheeled back into the wall with a grinding sound. The Superlative Simulacrum altered his hand into a torch and shone a bright beam on the captive chained to the wall. Words formed across the etch-a-sketch board that formed the android’s face as he twiddled his nipple-knobs: /You will behave appropriately when Miss Link comes into the room/
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> > Flapjack snickered. The sound echoed around the prison as if he’d been practicing for weeks. “How can I welcome her appropriately when my hands are chained behind my back?†he argued. “I can’t even reach my pants.â€Â
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> > /YOU WILL SHOW MISS LINK PROPER RESPECT!!!/ the Simulacrum wrote in big angry letters, taking a step forward before it controlled its rage.
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> > “Hey, that’s why I wear tight-fitting hose,†smirked the imprisoned hunchback. “With runs in them.â€Â
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> > “Don’t let him wind you up, Simmy,†the Link advised as she brought Flapjack’s food through the entrance door. “He’s deliberately trying to get a rise out of you.â€Â
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> > Flapjack leered again. He was able to radiate offensiveness right across the room. Cath Katz shifted uneasily and suddenly wanted a shower.
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> > /You will thank Miss Link for the food/ ordered the Simulacrum.
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> > “I’d love to,†Flapjack answered, “but with my hands chained behind me…â€Â
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> > “Stop it, you horrid man!†the Link blushed. “Why must you always be so… you?â€Â
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> > “I’m the horrid one?†Flapjack objected. “Which of us has which of us chained up in the dungeon, exactly? Not that I’d call this a proper dungeon. There’s a shocking lack of rats and spiders, and there’s not even been any decent torture yet.â€Â
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> > /I have been making daily recommendations to the Moderator/ the Simulacrum assured him. /He has been very busy ruling the world/
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> > “We’re not the bad guys,†the Link argued with the hunchback. “We’re making the world a better place.â€Â
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> > Flapjack chuckled. “Sure. You asked around and the whole world voted for you to delete everything that didn’t suit your plans and take over, right? Or maybe I missed that part?â€Â
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> > /The Moderator knows what is best for people/ the Simulacrum insisted. /People need strong leadership/
> >
> > “We had to take radical action,†admitted the Link, “but it was all for a good cause.â€Â
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> > Flapjack opened his mouth for her to spoon some of the porridge into it. He somehow managed to make licking the spoon a very repugnant act. “It’s not working out quite how you expected though, is it, sweetheart?†he demanded.
> >
> > /Miss Link is not your sweetheart. She is an independent young woman who does not require a man to complete her as a person/
> >
> > Flapjack amped his smirk up a notch. Cath Katz amped her blush up a notch too.
> >
> > “It’s working just fine,†she insisted, flinching as she passed the prisoner another spoonful. “The Moderator will soon have everything under control and…â€Â
> >
> > “So he’s not got everything under control right now,†Flapjack deduced. “I thought not.â€Â
> >
> > /The Moderator is a very busy man/ argued the Simulacrum. /He cannot spare time to track down and delete every miserable ungrateful rebel who…/
> >
> > “So there’s a rebellion as well,†whistled Flapjack. “Heh. I thought so.â€Â
> >
> > “Thought so?†the Link puzzled. “What do you mean, you thought so?â€Â
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> > Flapjack slurped down another spoonful then licked his lips. And his nose. “I should’ve had more faith in the boss,†the hunchback replied. “The Hooded Hood’s stitched you all good and proper.â€Â
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> > /The Hooded Hood is dead/ insisted the Superlative Simulacrum.
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> > “C’yeah. And he gave your moderator everything he wanted. And that’s how he beat you.â€Â
> >
> > “That doesn’t make any sense at all,†the Link frowned.
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> > Flapjack explained. “Taking over this planet don’t come easy. The Parodyverse is complicated. More complicated than folks realise. There’s hundreds of secrets and power bases and plotlines, and world takeovers cut across loads of them. And even if you do take over, making things run after that is harder still. Ask Beth von Zemo.â€Â
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> > /I think the Moderator had her made into a stuffed sofa/ ventured the Simulacrum.
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> > “It’s hard enough getting it done when you take over the world fair and square. At least the planning that gets you to that place prepares you a little for what comes next. But the Hood, he retconned you right there at the end of the story without you having any chance to go through the middle bits. He’s dropped you in primetime before you were even ready to be a supporting act. He’s set you up and painted big red targets on your butts – cute as some of them are.â€Â
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> > /There is nothing painted on Miss Link’s butt/ objected the Simulacrum. /Not that I have been checking. That is not what I mean/
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> > “You’re saying we’ve been set up to fail?†worried the Link.
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> > “Let me guess,†mused Flapjack. “It’s what, Tuesday? I’m guessing by now that CrazySugarFreakBoy! will have gone ape and broken programming. The Hood always likes to shake him up and point him at someone. You won’t have found the Manga Shoggoth, of if you have then someone’s going to be setting him loose any time now. And then… well, it’s anybody’s bet whether someone puts Hatty’s generic hero hat on him, or whether Vizh gets fed up of people being treated like toys, or whether Mumphrey wakes up from reading his cricket scores, or whether Donar drops in for a visit, or… well any number of really bad things, really.â€Â
> >
> > /Everything is under control/ proclaimed the Simulacrum in bold, firm letters.
> >
> > “Even Linkie’s lust for me?†Flapjack chuckled. “You know she’ll be creeping back down here one of these nights for a little bit of hunching.â€Â
> >
> > /MISS LINK DOES NOT NEED HUNCHING. Not now or ever!!! You will not attempt to hunch Miss Link!!!/
> >
> > “What? I…†Cath Katz was almost speechless, but now she wasn’t even sure which of the two to scream at first.
> >
> > “Are you saying you won’t allow it?†Flapjack asked the Simulacrum slyly.
> >
> > /I will not allow it! Miss Link is not the kind of person who… hunches… with people. Or you/
> >
> > “Stop it!†shouted the Link. “I’ll hunch who I like! I mean, hump. No, that’s not what I mean. And I don’t mean that I go out and… I don’t go and hunch. I’m not a hunching type of girl. I mean I…. ooh! Men!†And she teleported out in a golden flash.
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> > “Ooh, looks like you upset her,†Flapjack told the Simulacrum.
> >
> > /I am going to recommend your dissection/ the android told the prisoner. He stormed out of the cell to find Cath Katz and slammed the door.
> >
> > “Heh,†chortled Flapjack. He dropped the spoon from his mouth onto the floor and shuffled so he could get it in his hands. He reckoned it would take him the best part of an hour to pick his cuffs using a piece of cutlery.
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> > Then he needed to find CSFB! and the resistance and show them the back way into the Lair Tower.
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> > Then he needed to find the Link’s underwear drawer.
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> > ***
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> > Original concepts, characters, and situations copyright © 2008 reserved by Ian Watson. Other Parodyverse characters copyright © 2008 to their creators. The use of characters and situations reminiscent of other popular works do not constitute a challenge to the copyrights or trademarks of those works. The right of Ian Watson to be identified as the author of this work has been asserted by him in accordance with the UK Copyright, Designs & Patents Act 1988. All rights reserved. |
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