WONK: the Chaos Reigns Players

[Diamondback]

Meanwhile, back at Hangar 18...
(camera: We see PFY and Generals Patton and Eisenhower standing around the comatose Jason Bourne)
Patton: How bad is he?
PFY: To be honest, it looks grim. He absorbed that blast almost full-force, by all rights he should've died right there.
*groan*
(we see a hand move, the only trace of activity from Bourne)
Ike: Looks like that hand's trying to write something! Young man, would you please go find a pen and paper?
*PFY dashes off*

 

[KilroyCD]

Red, *hic* what are you doing here? What's HE bloody well doing here!?!

 

[carter]

Rollo: Laprat, I don't give a bloody d..n where Kiljoy is at present. That IS Col. Cartr and he is sorely in need of grog, victuals, a bath, shave, and a clean uniform. Can that be arranged?

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!

 

[PoliceInspecter]

Kilroy, ole chap got a phone call at the night club saying someone was being a very disorderly drunk...that wouldn't happen to be you is it?

 

[KilroyCD]

Lo Phat: Yes, suh! Roger, wilco, and whatever you guys say! I get Col. Carter some tea right now!

 

[retrogirl1941]

Well we were er.... more like I was worried about you. And I have somethingto tell you, PI and I are engaged. I wanted to tell you last month but we were in the middle of me being kidnapped and well........(goes back to the car and waits for PI)


Samantha

 

[KilroyCD]

Kilroy, ole chap got a phone call at the night club saying someone was being a very disorderly drunk...that wouldn't happen to be you is it?

Disorderly? *hic* Not me! *Tries to stand up and falls flat on his face. Climbs back up onto the barstool* I didn't just fall, *hic* did I? *hic* I didn't think so...
Hang on... Samantha! What!!!???!!!

 

[PoliceInspecter]

Ok come on Kilroy, *throws one of kilroys arms over his shoulder and drags him to the Dusenburg*I will take you home, don't feel like filling out any paperwork tonight...

 

[retrogirl1941]

Come on Kilroy lay down here and take this(adminstering an asprin and a glass of water)

samantha

 

[KilroyCD]

Lissen here, I don't know who the bloody CENSORED you are, and take your bloody hands off me! I can get back on my own. I'm not under the alcofluence of incohol like some theople pink I am! Samantha, I don't want a bloody aspirin! I just want to know what the bloody CENSORED is going on!

 

[PoliceInspecter]

Ok come on lad lets go we can do this the easy way or the hard way....

 

[retrogirl1941]

I dont know why your so upset Kilroy! Dont get mad at me! (kilroy struggles with PI and retro and knocks the glass of water and retro's martini onto her lap) My dress! This was a custom made dress! Kilroy your such an oaff!

Samantha

 

[carter]

Lo Phat: Yes, suh! Roger, wilco, and whatever you guys say! I get Col. Carter some tea right now!

Rollo: Snap to, Laprat. The Col. needs to report, retrofit, and regroup.

Carter groans and rolls over onto his back. Groggily he grasps the leg of a chair and pulls himself to a sitting position. With one elbow resting on the seat of the chair, he wearily rubs his off hand across his grizzled countenance. His eyes narrow as his fingers encounter a heavy growth of hair on his cheeks and chin.

What the bloody h--l is this? Someone is on report! Rollo, do you hear me? This man is a disgrace to the uniform! Where is Kilroy?

 

[Diamondback]

*Arnold lumbers in*
Arnold: Machor--excusse me, Kuhnel Cahtuh, good to see you bock. Ve vere vorried... Rollo, ze next time you need backup call me.

I belieff Machor Kilroy vent out for a night off binch-drinking, afftuh some issues vith Samantha's engachement...

 

[KilroyCD]

*Back at the pub* I prefer to do this the hard way. Get out of my bloody way! *Stomps out of the pub* Where's my bloody Aston! *Sees no car, but his bike leaning against the tree* Oh I'm going to get KARR for this! *Hops on his bike and rides off, very wobbly. Comes to four hours later lying head first in a slit trench at the aerodrome*
Oh, Lord. My tongue is fuzzy. My head feels like it was used for batting practice on the cricket pitch. What happened? *Looks up and sees Lo Phat towering over him, no mean feat since he's only 5'2"*
Lo Phat: Mistuh Kil-loy! Mistuh Carter is inside!

 

[PoliceInspecter]

*Little did they all suspect whilst arguing in the bar, a group of outlaws rolled into town with tommy guns blaring and hitting every building in site* Hit the floor !!!

 

[retrogirl1941]

(glass shatters eveywhere) PI are you ok? You aren't hurt? Wheres kilroy? (looks down at cuts on her arm) Ow! My arm, I think the glass is still in it!

Samantha

 

[PoliceInspecter]

I am fine something grazed my arm!*Runs out side at fires several shots after the bandits**goes back in to check on Sam* Are you ok? I will call back up and a doctor...

 

[retrogirl1941]

No, Just get me back to the aerodrome. They have doctors there. No need to call out the whole hospital for me. We should find kilroy too.

Samantha

 

[KilroyCD]

Graham (the bartender): I'm really getting tired of this. It's happening almost every night! What a bloody nuisance!