Wednesday, April 6, 2005

I know I said I wasn't going to do anymore webisodes in transcript format, but I realized something over the last few months.

If it ain't broke, don't fix it!

So here we go!

Free Your Mind J: (in the woods at night) *deep breath* OK. Let’s do this. (runs at full speed towards a tree, runs a foot or two up the trunk and jumps off onto another tree, continues jumping from tree to tree and getting higher and higher, finally rests on a branch about thirty feet high) *pant, pant* Heck yeah. *pant, pant* OK. Now to get down. (looks down) *gulp* (closes his eyes) No doubts. No doubts. No doubts. Come on. (looks down again) *wimper* Ozz! O: (flies up) J: I can’t do it. O: (rolls his eyes, teleports him back to the ground) “blip” “FWOOSH!” J: Let’s try something else. (looks at a pile of braches they leaned up against a tree about six feet away, focuses hard on the pile, thrusts his arm forward) HAA!! (the branches wobble a little bit) Again. *deep breath* (focuses on the pile a little longer this time, concentrates all his energy to his right arm, thrusts his arm out again) HAA!! (the braches scater every which way) Yes! O: (clapping) J: Thank you. You think we should try the fly? O: ........ J: I think we should. O: *sigh* ........ J: I know, I know. ‘Drag your lifeless corpse back to the house’ blah blah blah. I can do this, buddy. I know it. O: (flies up to his side) J: Thanks for watching my back, buddy. (pats his head, starts running forward) O: (flying right next to him) J: (jumping while running) I can do this. I can do this. (runs a little faster, looks up at the sky) I can do this. I can do this. (stops moving) I... (looks down, his feet are no longer touching the ground!) YES!! (flies straight up) O: (follows close behind) J: (flies above the treeline, starts humming the Superman theme) O: *sigh* (shakes his head) J: Hey Ozz! Catch me if you can! (flies faster) O: (teleports ahead of him) J: (stops in midair) Hey, no fair! O: ........ J: OK, fine. (slowly starts floating back down) Easy. Easy. (lands softly on the ground) Phew! Told you I could do it. O: (does a backflip in the air) Wheee! (clapping) J: (starts walking back to the house) Like I said before, though. We gotta keep this to ourselves. I’m not planning on any moonlight heroics. O: ........ J: Really? And what’s that? O: ........ J: (stops walking, quietly) A what? O: ........ J: Are you sure you can do that? O: ........ J: It’s not gonna hurt, is it? O: ........ J: *sigh* OK. Show me.

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