Abandon All Hope Ye Who Enter Here
Quaz : Recently, we've received a complaint that our live journals indicate nothing about what's actually going on in Scott's life. Here you go.
Curtains open, revealing what is probably a Scott sock puppet moving towards a bed with a laptop in front of it.
Scott puppet: Wow, what a tiring bike ride up hill. At least my schedule this year doesn't have me going back and forth to campus.
A puppet, which can only rationally be explained as Wally, appears behind Scott
Wally puppet: Don't you have an hour gap on Wednesday mornings? Oh that's right, you don't go to that class.
A Quaz puppet inexplicably pops up behind Scott, and smacks Wally with a two by four
Quaz puppet: Well maybe if that TA wasn't such a *Expletive* in the past, then maybe it'd be worth going to.
Wally puppet: That TA on Monday mornings was also a bit of a *Expletive*, what about that class?
Quaz puppet: He kinda redeemed himself, but it's more about how the discussion is mandatory.
Scott puppet: Smacks both Quaz and Wally with a plank. Hey guys, shut up. I'm trying to do a realistic reenactment here.
Quaz puppet: Sorry Scott, didn't realize you were taking this seriously.
Wally puppet: Of course he isn't, if he was, he wouldn't be using puppets.
The Quaz and Wally puppets leave
Scott puppet: Sits on the bed, and puts on a headset, and sets up the camera. Hi sweetie, how are you? Good! Hee hee. Begins typing. Maybe if we finish our work early enough, we can play Puzzle Pirates or read Something Awful tonight. That would be nice. Oh, remember, I have RPG club tomorrow. I might just become a construct yet!
The curtains close, and Quaz walks up with a stern face
Quaz : I hope you learned your lesson.
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Curtains open, revealing what is probably a Scott sock puppet moving towards a bed with a laptop in front of it.
Scott puppet: Wow, what a tiring bike ride up hill. At least my schedule this year doesn't have me going back and forth to campus.
A puppet, which can only rationally be explained as Wally, appears behind Scott
Wally puppet: Don't you have an hour gap on Wednesday mornings? Oh that's right, you don't go to that class.
A Quaz puppet inexplicably pops up behind Scott, and smacks Wally with a two by four
Quaz puppet: Well maybe if that TA wasn't such a *Expletive* in the past, then maybe it'd be worth going to.
Wally puppet: That TA on Monday mornings was also a bit of a *Expletive*, what about that class?
Quaz puppet: He kinda redeemed himself, but it's more about how the discussion is mandatory.
Scott puppet: Smacks both Quaz and Wally with a plank. Hey guys, shut up. I'm trying to do a realistic reenactment here.
Quaz puppet: Sorry Scott, didn't realize you were taking this seriously.
Wally puppet: Of course he isn't, if he was, he wouldn't be using puppets.
The Quaz and Wally puppets leave
Scott puppet: Sits on the bed, and puts on a headset, and sets up the camera. Hi sweetie, how are you? Good! Hee hee. Begins typing. Maybe if we finish our work early enough, we can play Puzzle Pirates or read Something Awful tonight. That would be nice. Oh, remember, I have RPG club tomorrow. I might just become a construct yet!
The curtains close, and Quaz walks up with a stern face
Quaz : I hope you learned your lesson.
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