WONK: the Chaos Reigns Players

[KilroyCD]

Lo Phat: Yes, may I help you sir? Are you looking for someone? Mr Kil-loy, perhaps?
*Kilroy bounds into the room* What ho! I'm Squadron Leader Kilroy, and you are...?

 

[retrogirl1941]

Oh, PI your here! I had hoped I didnt take too long to get ready and missed you. (throws arms around PI and looks at the car) Is this your car?(giggles) Wow........

Samantha

 

[PoliceInspecter]

Hey red how are you?Nice to meet you all I just got a transfer to the local police department. Are you ready to go Red?

 

[retrogirl1941]

Im ready! Where are we going for dinner? I hope some place nice. I didnt dress up this nice for nothing.Bye Kilroy!(as PI opens door and I silide in)

Samantha

 

[Diamondback]

Arnold: Vell, zere iss nossing furzer ve can do until he's stabilized a bit more. Ve haff a plan, but he vill haff to surfife a trip back to ze future for it to vork... und zat is ze catch.

Ze reasson you feel like you ran into a truck iss, in a manner of speaking, you did. T-835 Heaffy Combat Chassis, modified for reduced veight und Infiltrator skin, remember?

 

[PoliceInspecter]

Yes we are going to the local night club for dinner and dancing, now usually you need to make reservations months ahead of time but not to worry I've got connections.

 

[KilroyCD]

Samantha? You know this chap? This bloke is your date? I thought we...
...and he's calling you "Red"! I thought that was our little thing... Care to tell me what the bloody CENSORED is going on?
...oh nevermind!
*Kilroy stomps out of the room and out to his Aston Martin*
Lo Phat, I'm off to the pub. If I'm not back by 2300, don't bother to find me!

 

[Diamondback]

*Aston Martin fails to start*
KARR: Don't tell me PFY missed a wiring harness... unreliable organics. Arnold, help me out here!
*Arnold runs over, disconnects KARR's CPU and plugs it into Kilroy's Aston Martin; we see several lights flash as KARR connects to his new "host"*

KARR: That CENSORED! That fake cop pulled some cables! *we hear a hum as KARR reroutes power through secondary systems* Kilroy, try now... I better stay onboard and watch things, we didn't exactly have a lot of time to debug it and some parts are experimental even compared to me. Arnold, don't let anything happen to my chassis while I'm away!

 

[KilroyCD]

KARR, I thought you said this thing was improved! It's still the same old unreliable Aston! Bloody CENSORED! I'll just ride the bloody bicycle there. Lo Phat! I'll be at the Duck and Tuba.
*Hops on bike and rides away.*

 

[retrogirl1941]

(car zooms off into the alley way)

PI, I forgot how much fun you were to be with. Kilroy has been under the impression that we have been an item. I dont kow how to break it to him that we are engaged.

Samantha

 

[Diamondback]

*KARR/Aston Martin races off in hot-pursuit; several minutes later, pulls alongside KIlroy*
KARR: Found the problem! That "cop" sabotaged it!

 

[KilroyCD]

*Two hours later at the Duck and Tuba, Kilroy is bending the ear of the beleaguered barman, Graham*
Ya know Graham *hic*, I've had it with her! Women, *hic*you can't live with them and you can't *hic* live with them..."
Graham: You're absolutely right, sir. Care for another Scotch?

 

[PoliceInspecter]

Me?! Ha never, lets remember who wears the badge here, and who are you to accuse me of anything...Why don't you just follow us to the club and I will buy you a drink because thats the kind of guy I am.

 

[carter]

Rollo enters from off-stage left carrying a heavily bearded and disheveled figure draped over one shoulder. In his off hand he carries his Thompson submachine gun. He has a grim demeanor and a Player clamped between his teeth. He growls to no one in particular as he crosses the room and lays the man he's carrying on the ready room sofa.

Where the deuce was the plane we were to met at the rendevous point? The Jerrys were on to us. We barely escaped with our lives. Lost the entire detachment except we two and he's not doing well. If it hadn't been for those fellows Aston and Martin picking us up from the coast, we'd most likely be stranded in the deuced Bergestrasse with little hope of survival. Nearly lost our bloody heads as 'twas. Is there nowt but tea for our homecoming?

The bearded man groans and rools from the sofa to the floor. OOF! Hnnnnn.....

 

[KilroyCD]

You know Graham, *hic*, I've had an easier time fighting the bloody Jerries than I've had trying to *hic* date her.
Graham (in a laconic voice): I know sir, you keep me posted about everything she does...By the way, it's getting late and you're still hitting the sauce pretty well. What if you're going up in the morning? You know what they say, "eight hours from bottle to throttle".
No, it's eight inches *hic* from bottle to throttle *hic*...wait, I'm not as think *hic* as you drunk I am!

 

[retrogirl1941]

Db! How could you accuse PI of such a thing!?!(turning to PI) PI, Can we go now? I need a martini. Unless you have a bar hidden in this car somewhere?

Samantha

 

[PoliceInspecter]

Well we are almost there but if you push the button to the left of the radio. *pushes button bar pops out of center console* I used to moonlight as a bar tender during prohibition in my short stent in America.*mixes a martini* Here you go I don't drink and drive.

 

[KilroyCD]

Lo Phat: Mr Rollo sir! Who is that with you? Is that Mr Carter, sir? Oh my, I must find Mr Kil-loy! Where he say... Duck and Euphonium? No, that not it...wait, Tuba! He's at Duck and Tuba!

 

[retrogirl1941]

MMmmm... brilliant martini! I have nt had a martini like since I last saw you last week. I cant beleive I wanted to be with kilroy!

Samantha

 

[PoliceInspecter]

*After a 4 hour stent of dancing, and PI playing the piano for part of the night at the club, Red and PI swing by the Bar to pick up a very drunk Kilroy.*