Night 51: M81-90 Hallway

Aug 27, 2010 15:43

Scott didn't like the sound of that intercom announcement one bit. Granted, he was hard-pressed to think of one he did like. Maybe the ones that involved pancakes? ...No. No, not even those. By virtue of the man talking about them, those announcements were tainted. Those pancakes were tainted. Tainted pancakes.

Ew.In any case, it sounded like ( Read more... )

lechuck, claude, guy, guybrush, elaine, green arrow, scott pilgrim

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ttly_not_a_rat September 4 2010, 03:20:03 UTC
And as the final nail in his coffin, Ratigan rested his hands in his heads, trying to focus while he pondered what could have possibly happened. But something was wrong. Very, very wrong. His face felt...smoother. Less...furry than normal. If he had been changed out of his drenched clothes, there was the chance that the staff at this hospital had deemed it necessary to shave Ratigan's admittedly rough facial hair, but there was no reason for his skin to feel this smooth. Wait...his skin?

"By the beard of Zeus...!" Ratigan whispered softly as he felt more of his face. He had been shaved completely bare! there was barely a hair upon his head, and what's more...his hands! They were...that of a human's?! What madness was this?! What sort of black magic had Basil used to transmute Ratigan from a mouse into a human?! As Ratigan sputtered and tried to speak coherently, he looked down at his body. There was no mistaking it. Ratigan had somehow been turned into a human.

Then, just as quickly as it had collapsed into chaos, Ratigan's brilliant mind focused, driven purely by his hatred for that imbecilic pipsqueak.

"Enough of this!" he growled suddenly, rising from the bed, a fist clenched dramatically in the air, "I know that this is Basil's doing, and I won't rest until I find out what boorish mousetrap he's trying to catch me with! Mark my words, you oaf, I, Professor Padraic Ratigan shall have the last laugh!"

Then, by force of habit, Ratigan grabbed for his nonexistent cape, swirled it in front of his face menacingly, and gracefully ran out of the room and into the darkened hallway.

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ttly_not_a_rat September 4 2010, 06:41:21 UTC
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