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Captain Quidnunc in Scriptographic Limbo (2)
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TRANSCRIPT
 
Cell One:
 
IN HIS LAB HIGH ATOP THE DRIVING PARK PAPER FACTORY, THE EVIL TROLL DOCTOR STANLEY DESADE READIES THE SENSELESS SPLOOEY FOR TREATMENT BY THE ELECTROJOHNSTONOMETER.
 
We see Splooey lying helpless on a table beneath a bare lightbulb as Doctor Desade begins to pull a big-ass lever.
 
DESADE: "THIS WILL TEACH YOU TO USE UPSIDE DOWN TRIANGLES FOR REPLANNED MILESTONES!"
 
Behind the doctor and Splooey we see an array of high-tech looking equipment with an attached flag reading
 
MICROPHALLIC CONSTRICTION SYSTEM
 
On the floor lies Splooey's missing beanie and, in a nearby trash can, are placards with the words
 
ATOS, ...EBRAL, and KEENE CODE
 
Cell Two:
 
THE CAPTAIN AND MAVIN LOOK ON IN BEFUDDLEMENT AND HORROR.
 
Quidnunc and Mavin are hiding behind a brick wall with (conveniently for the artist) just their nose and beak (respectively) sticking out.
 
MAVIN: "GOLLY CAPTAIN, THE SHOCK WILL BLAST HIM CLEAR TO SCRIPTOGRAPHIC HELL!"
 
QUIDNUNC: "NOLO ENTENDRE, ONLY LIMBO, MY WIMPISH WARD."
 
Cell Three:
 
DESPITE THE INCESSANT BABBLING OF MAVIN, THE CAPTAIN COMES UP WITH A PLAN.
 
Still strategically behind the wall (with Quidnunc apparently standing on his head, since his beak's inverted) the driveling duo continue...
 
MAVIN: "WOULD YOU RATHER HAVE YOUR TONSILS STAPLED TO YOUR EARLOBES OR SIT THROUGH AN SI STAFF MEETING? OR WOULD YOU ..."
 
QUIDNUNC: "ENOUGH OF THAT MINDLESS DRIVEL MAVIN, I HAVE A PLAN."
 
Cell Four:
 
THE MASTER OF DIGRESSION FASHIONS SOME MAKESHIFT DISGUISES TO MUDDLE THE MANIACAL MUNCHKIN ...
 
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