[Vito's first thought was that those Boy Scouts made him drop acid again, but he is much too certain that he was alone in his bedroom debating between sleeping and jacking off before this whole terrifying and somewhat psychedelic occurrence.
Shockingly enough, he's standing. His eyes flit from side to side. Hm. Yes. Prehistoric beasts.
In light of this, he sits down cross-legged, produces a pack a Marlboros from his pocket with metal lighter, and begins to puff away on a cigarette.]
[He is largely unfazed by the spontaneous appearance of this human being.]
I mean, arguably...well, realistically, if we were high we'd probably die much sooner. I have the urge to touch the eyeball of a dinosaur already, and if I were baked there'd be nothing holding me back. But that wouldn't end well. It wouldn't.
[He nods once then abruptly stands. His cigarette is thrown to the ground and stomped upon. He slaps a hand onto Samuel's shoulder.]
I feel identity is no longer relevant when we're in the presence of living dinosaurs. Like...we shouldn't even be existent right now.
[He shudders.]
But since it seems to only be the two of us, I'll tell you that I'm Vito, and I've just had this fleeting idea that if you were female we might be able to start the human race anew....depending...dude, my mind is so blown.
[Alright, Samuel is convinced that this kid is mentally screwed up. Which doesn't say a lot, since Samuel could have very well gone crazy, too. Really, dinosaurs? They're extinct.
...Unless they're ghosts of dinosaurs. Which is more than a little bizarre. There is no way in hell that Samuel is going to exterminate ghost dinosaurs.]
Well... Vito. I doubt it's only just the two of us.
[He really, really hopes not.]
So I'm pretty sure repopulating the Earth isn't necessary.
[And Samuel hopes they don't run into any woman anytime soon.
You doubt it? You know, it could be our destinies intertwining; our fates all along could've been that it would eventually be us...only us...brought back to B.C.
[Vito chuckles at this point, mostly to himself, and somewhat in a crazed exasperation over his own musings since he really, really hopes it's not only him and this Samuel. If he's going to be stuck in the age of dinosaurs, he at least wants somebody to mack on.]
Well, Sam, even if you did have a vagina, you're too old for me to, uh, fornicate with anyway. So, now that we have established there will be no sex in any form anytime soon...
[He trails off and turns in a full circle, allowing the environment to seep in.]
Life? Predetermined? Your life can't be predetermined. Look at where you are now. Did you predetermine this shit? Huh?
[Vito does eventually realize that they are actually taking action and fleeing from the dinosaurs. He quickly follows suit, making a point to butt in front of Samuel's path - not without offering him a smile, of course. He spots a small rock formation and makes an immediate beeline towards it, hoping that it will serve as their sanctuary. Upon skidding to a halt in front of the opening, he soon twirls around and dives to Samuel's feet, his body sprawled flat across the groundt.]
There are people in there. Cave people with profuse body hair. I'm somewhat frightened.
Shockingly enough, he's standing. His eyes flit from side to side. Hm. Yes. Prehistoric beasts.
In light of this, he sits down cross-legged, produces a pack a Marlboros from his pocket with metal lighter, and begins to puff away on a cigarette.]
...I so wish this was weed.
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Same here, kid.
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I mean, arguably...well, realistically, if we were high we'd probably die much sooner. I have the urge to touch the eyeball of a dinosaur already, and if I were baked there'd be nothing holding me back. But that wouldn't end well. It wouldn't.
[Suddenly, he bulges his eyes at Samuel.]
Who the fuck are you?
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I'm Samuel McHardy. Who the hell are you?
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I feel identity is no longer relevant when we're in the presence of living dinosaurs. Like...we shouldn't even be existent right now.
[He shudders.]
But since it seems to only be the two of us, I'll tell you that I'm Vito, and I've just had this fleeting idea that if you were female we might be able to start the human race anew....depending...dude, my mind is so blown.
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...Unless they're ghosts of dinosaurs. Which is more than a little bizarre. There is no way in hell that Samuel is going to exterminate ghost dinosaurs.]
Well... Vito. I doubt it's only just the two of us.
[He really, really hopes not.]
So I'm pretty sure repopulating the Earth isn't necessary.
[And Samuel hopes they don't run into any woman anytime soon.
Or anything that wants to eat them.]
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[Vito chuckles at this point, mostly to himself, and somewhat in a crazed exasperation over his own musings since he really, really hopes it's not only him and this Samuel. If he's going to be stuck in the age of dinosaurs, he at least wants somebody to mack on.]
Well, Sam, even if you did have a vagina, you're too old for me to, uh, fornicate with anyway. So, now that we have established there will be no sex in any form anytime soon...
[He trails off and turns in a full circle, allowing the environment to seep in.]
Yeah. We better haul our asses to a hiding place.
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[And he's... just going to ignore everything else that Vito sad fffff]
Good plan. Let's go.
[Brb running away before a hungry dino shows up.]
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[Vito does eventually realize that they are actually taking action and fleeing from the dinosaurs. He quickly follows suit, making a point to butt in front of Samuel's path - not without offering him a smile, of course. He spots a small rock formation and makes an immediate beeline towards it, hoping that it will serve as their sanctuary. Upon skidding to a halt in front of the opening, he soon twirls around and dives to Samuel's feet, his body sprawled flat across the groundt.]
There are people in there. Cave people with profuse body hair. I'm somewhat frightened.
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