Floot Loops

[all7seas]

Who: Jack Sparrow and Anyone
Broadcast: Yes, unfortunately.
Action: It COULD lead to action on Kayann, which is where Jack is at the moment. It's much better than being stuck on the Bishop with Looma and mean people who hate Jenga. (Looking at YOU, Pidge Gunderson.)
When: Later in the evening of the 16th.

"New fruity floot loops
Slooping in a groovy suit
Gloop 'em in a new boot
Or sling 'em in a pie.

Rooty-tooty floot loops
Drooping in a blue soup
Mooping in some newt poop!
Floot Loops til we die!"

[It's a poem. Jack wrote it. And now he's reciting it over and over again. To you.]

Comments

voice;

[noprophecies]

[she's picking up on that]

Do not call me darling. I am not interested in those sugar monstrosities, nor am I interested in joining you. I am spoken for.

voice;

[all7seas]

.....So?

[He's a pirate. That mostly doesn't matter to him.]

voice;

[noprophecies]

So, I am not interested.

voice;

[all7seas]

Oh.

[He droops. You can't force a lady who's not interested. You can only daydream about them.]

Do Loops tempt you?

voice;

[noprophecies]

Why would they?

[she doesn't understand the big deal about the cereal ok]

voice;

[all7seas]

[All of what he says now is quite forced, as though someone is standing behind him with a knife in his ribs. Which they are.]

That indestructible crunch! Those eye-bashing colors! The perfectly round loop-like shape! The devastating tart yet sweet flavor! Why WOULDN'T they?! They tempt me! Constantly! Right now, even now, I am tempted beyond human reason and understanding! By Loops! So tempted!

voice;

[noprophecies]

[. . . what in the world is he on]

Are you drunk?

voice;

[all7seas]

No, and it's making me very, very sad.

voice;

[noprophecies]

Then why not stop rambling on about that shite and go get drunk? You sound bloody mental right now.

--->video;

[all7seas]

Okay!

[He stands, shoving his chair back, and in almost the same instant a tech in a white coat passes behind him and pushes him back into the chair, then shoves the chair back up to the table.]

.....Momentarily! Momentarily

video;

[noprophecies]

[...........................

Oh. Now it makes sense. Bot eyebrows shoot up and then narrow on the tech, even after he walks off-screen]

Is that why you have been trying to get me to come out?