A short RP Me and Ash did:
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Captive: You’re wasting your time, I won’t tell you anything!
Ash: *Evil laugh* You underestimate my patience. You will talk. I will have the answers I seek.
Captive: *Glares and remains silent*
*A text chimes through the room. Ash is silent, and then perks up when he sees the message on his phone.*
Ash: Did I ever tell you I have a godson? The most precious thing on this planet, my brightest sun, my pride and joy?
Captive: *raises eyebrow* ….what?
Ash: So, I suppose you could say… I’m not only a godfather, but the Godfather, if you don’t misunderstand my meaning.
Captive: *rolls eyes* - In sarcastic tone - I’m sure he is “The most precious thing on this planet”. Sure.
Ash: *smiles, slow and evil* I’m so glad you agree. You see, one day, he will precede me. My line will live on. *regretful sigh* Yours, however, will be ended this day. In the mean time — some pictures. This was him when he was two days old, he used to love this little turtle in the bath —
Captive: *in total shock of all the information relayed* …
Ash: — and again, when he was six days old, I stole this crown for him, a museum relic, but he’s a prince, my prince, nothing but the best for him —
Captive: *breaking a bit* oh, so thats where that went. It was all over the news last year.
Ash: *Angry, levels gun at Captive’s head* - yelling - Don’t interrupt me!
Captive: * goes silent *
Captive, internally: What the fuuuuuck…
Ash: So anyway, this him about a week later, I got him this robe I dyed with the blood of his enemies — fuck that bitch Laura —
Captive: ….what am i supposed to say to that?!
Ash: *Angry, again* - yelling - I said don’t fucking interrupt me! Shut the fuck up!
Captive, whispering: ok ok ok-
Ash: I can’t decide which bottle Dante likes better, the dolphin or —
Captive: Dante?
Ash: *Pulls out gun and shoots wall* How many times do I need to repeat myself? I can see why you got caught here. Jesus.
Captive: *in total shock*
Ash: Don’t interrupt me again. Next bullet goes in your foot. After all, you still need to confess.
Captive: *nodes frantically*
Ash: *leans in closer* When are you gonna tell me where you hid my shipment?
Captive: *opens mouth to speak* It…
*Suddenly, the door to the basement open. Sunlight floods the room, brightening/revealing the beautiful pastel walls. The “bear traps” on the floor were actually toy legos, among other toys. A woman stands in the doorway after slamming the door open. She holds a young baby, perhaps a year old or less, on her hip. She is NOT happy*
Ash: Dear, I almost had him. *Pouts*
Molly, face red with rage: …THIS, is what you call cleaning the playroom?!
Ash: *Looks from Molly to the Captive and back.* Yes? Look, you’re home early. I was going to clean it up after I was finished here!
Molly: Why is a captive here in the first place?! Don’t you have, like, thousands of cells at your base!
Ash: They’re full! Also, without access to the scrapbook. For some reason, makes them talk faster, and with less mess. *Shrugs*
Captive: *chuckles* didn’t work on me, ha.
Ash: *Unimpressed look* What was it that I heard you uttering? A specific frantic look, desperately trying to soothe yourself?
Molly, sighing: I’m so sorry, fella’ , you probably would have been better off in a cell.
Captive: whats that supposed to mean?!
Ash: *Nods* The walls are reinforced for bullets, and I don’t like blood in the carpet. A bitch to clean, you know? But covering holes in the walls —
Molly, rushing down the stairs (Setting Dante Down): YOU SHOT MY WALL!
Ash: *Sighs, but also visibly nervous*
Molly: I swear to Dionysus, you are not just fixing the wall, YOUR PAYING FOR A NEW PAINT JOB!
Ash, sighing: This is why you’re supposed to text me when you’re on the way back, dear.
Molly, visably shaking: *picks up Dante and faces him away in the playpen*
Ash: Hey Dante! How was his day?
Molly: Oh no, You don’t get to see Dante right now. And he won’t see you. And neither will the light of DAY!
Ash: *sad* Why’d you punish Dante though? He loves his Godfather… *sniff*
Molly: *stretches hands and fingers* i’m not punishing him, I’m preserving his innocence.
Ash: *Nervous, but covering it with bravado* W-well, you should go get him some food — he gets really hungry when —
Molly: *Grips Ash’s ear with the “motherly ear tug”*
Captive: *smirks and chuckles*
Ash, beginning to yell at the Captive: I said — *stops abruptly, and then whispers, somehow still threatening* I said that you’d best stop talking.
Captive: Tell me that when you’re NOT in a mother’s ear pinch. After all, the Leader of a Mafia should be able to escape just fine?
Molly: You’d think that, wouldn’t you? *grips harder*
Ash: Molly, ow! Let me finish work first and then we can —
Molly: Oh ho ho, NO! Your playtime is over, and the REAL work begins now. You are going to gather your men, and this playroom is going to be SPOTLESS!
Ash: *Pouty* I’m still killing the Captive, Molls.
Molly: You lost killing privileges! I’m going to let this person go, and you’ll just have to find abd catch him all over again!
Ash: Uh… I wouldn’t. I might have… um… talked about our precious prince. By name.
Molly: *tenses up, and growls* Oh my GOD. *Shes sighs, and lets Ash go*
*Molly tosses Ash to the carpet. She walks over to the Captive and leans down. She smiles motherly and the Captive smiles back softly, assuming mercy. He is wrong*
Molly, still smiling: *yanks on the captives ear just as hard as Ash* If ANY harm comes to my son, I will yank your ear OFF. Understand?
Captive: *nods desperately*
Ash: *Waves lazily from the floor* See you this time tomorrow, “Anderson”. At least get a new disguise, otherwise it’ll be boring.
“Anderson”: *Opens mouth to quip back, but one look from Molly and they run away*
Ash: … Now can I see Dante? Please?
Molly, sighing: *pulls Dante back up out of the playpen* Say hi to Godfather Ash, Dante.
Ash: *Brightens, scrambles to get up from the floor.* Dante!
Molly, pulling Dante away a bit: Ah ah! You can hold him AFTER the room is spotless! And once again you and your men are going to fix and paint the wall, and clean this place until it shines!
Ash: *Pouts* Meanie.
Molly: NOW!
Ash: *Sighs, and stands with deliberate slowness* Goodbye, dearest godson. Blow me a kiss?
Dante: *blows slobbery kisses*
Molly, sighing under Ash’s cheers: If you and your men at least get the wall done today, we can all get icecream with Dante.
Dante and Ash: *Cheers*
Molly: Motivated? GOOD! GET TO WORK!
*Ash stood, brushed Molly’s hair as he went, smiling gently and happily before barking orders into the phone once at the top of the stairs*
THE END
No comments:
Post a Comment