Monday, February 24, 2014

"Butch Gardens, Episode 33" by MTR Studios (Mocha Tchokha Rose, head writer)


            (The last cube.  The ABOMINATION of organic parts is about to tell her origin 
            to ELINOR RADLEY, whose soul is trapped in an amber ring which the         
            ABOMINATION wears.)

ABOMINATION
And so---

ELINOR RADLEY (Voiceover)
Say no more!  I know your secret---and, oh, how it haunts me!  How it haunts me!

            (As she speaks, ELINOR RADLEY’s gestures grow more flamboyant, reflected 
            in how the ABOMINATION has to move her ring finger to and fro.)

                   ELINOR RADLEY (Voiceover, Continued)
I know all about you---the two human heads, the body made of leaves.  You have not sprung from nothing; but you knitted yourself together from a heap of unwanted parts.  How I regret my portion in the doing!  How I regret it!  For I recognize you heads!  You rolled out from the fourth plane.  The one that crashed after Annie and Lonnie’s, after Countess van der Cave and her maidservant’s, after Georgette and Grace’s.  No, I never needed four planes.  I’m so sorry.

ABOMINATION
And my green leaves?

                  ELINOR RADLEY (Voiceover)
Well, that’s not so much my fault.  But I know the truth.  Leaves, you are from a woman-eating plant near the crash site.  You tried to eat the countess but found yourself pulverized by gray-heads.  If it weren’t for my heinous plane magnet, none of this would have happened.  If only my lust for lesbians---my strong desire to bring strong women to Butch Gardens---had not gotten the best of me!  But I am a rotten old sinner.  Truly, I am.  I am sorry, Abomination.  Let us not call you Abomination, but Gift from God.  For I love your two heads and your leaves.  Maybe, within the density of your foliage, you can find cause to forgive someone who birthed so much trouble and who now repents so heartily!  I am a changed woman from your visit.

            (The ABOMINATION, all weepy, brings the ring to her lips.)

ABOMINATION
Oh, Elinor! Elinor!  How much we have endured!

            ELINOR RADLEY (Voiceover)
You only, my dear.  I merely got the punishment I deserved.

ABOMINATION
I killed you---!

            ELINOR RADLEY (Voiceover)
And I, you!

ABOMINATION
Curst fate!

             ELINOR RADLEY (Voiceover)
Say no more.  Let us be partners now---to the bitter end.

ABOMINATION
No!  I can save you yet!  I’ll crack the amber and release you!

             ELINOR RADLEY (Voiceover)
I deserve no such---!

ABOMINATION
You deserve the world, Elinor Radley!  You deserve the world!

            (The ABOMINATION cracks the ring against the ground.  From the rising 
            smoke, ELINOR RADLEY comes, freed from her prison.)

ELINOR RADLEY
You snivel!  You weak weed!  I’ll make head salad out of you!

ABOMINATION
Huh?

            (ELINOR RADLEY thwacks the ABOMINATION with all her might.  Sound 
            of beaten leaves.  A palm sundae.)

            END OF EPISODE 33.

Monday, February 17, 2014

"MTR Studios, Part II"


            (Several WRITERS gather in the backroom of Panera Bread.  One stands and 
            addresses the others.)

MOCHA TCHOKHA ROSE
All right; which one of you nincompoops wrote Episode 32?

            (WRITERS 1 and 3 move their chairs away from WRITER 2.  MOCHA 
            TCHOKHA ROSE slams a baguette down in front of the unfortunate woman.)

                 MOCHA TCHOKHA ROSE (Continued)
Do you call that writing?  I’ve seen tortoises mate with better writing than that.

            (WRITER 2 squirms.)

               MOCHA TCHOKHA ROSE (Continued)
Reader’s Digests? really?

WRITER 2
Well, Georgette is an old woman---

MOCHA TCHOKHA ROSE
Don’t---!

WRITER 2
And we had established them.  And you know what Chekhov said:  if you put a gun on stage, somebody’d better---

MOCHA TCHOKHA ROSE
If I had a gun . . .

            (The other WRITERS snicker.)

                  MOCHA TCHOKHA ROSE (Continued)
Don’t laugh, you worthless garbage!

WRITER 1
Mocha, do you think, maybe . . . ?

MOCHA TCHOKHA ROSE
Maybe what?

WRITER 1
Maybe you’re letting this head writer thing go---

MOCHA TCHOKHA ROSE
I will not have my name attached to crap!  Do you understand me?

WRITER 1
Yes, Mocha.

MOCHA TCHOKHA ROSE
What was that?

WRITER 1
Yes, Mocha.

MOCHA TCHOKHA ROSE
And I don’t want any more dissent or you’re through.  Understand?

WRITERS
Yes, Mocha.

WRITER 2
But I can still write for the blog, can’t I?

MOCHA TCHOKHA ROSE
Let me see.  You’re a bad writer.  Your writing sucks.  So, no.  No, you can’t.

            (MOCHA TCHOKHA ROSE presses a button.  WRITER 2 is devoured by 
            aphids.  The others gulp in horror.)

                  MOCHA TCHOKHA ROSE (Continued)
Well, I guess she had to . . . eh, funny witticism, eaten by aphids.

            (The WRITERS gulp anew.  The NEXT WRITER 2, eager but foolish, bounds 
            in with a cup of hot coffee.)

NEXT WRITER 2
I want to make great art!

            (The others cower and cluck.)

Monday, February 10, 2014

"Butch Gardens, Episode 32" by MTR Studios (Mocha Tchokha Rose, head writer)


            (GEORGETTE’s cube, with the ANACONDA.  The old woman addresses the 
            person inside the snake.)

GEORGETTE
Lonnie?

ANACONDA
She must finally be dead.

GEORGETTE
            (Quietly)
No . . .

ANACONDA
We have one less person to worry---

            (GEORGETTE grabs the box of Reader’s Digests and beats the snake with them.)

                 ANACONDA (Continued)
Ah! ah!

            (Snake guts.)

GEORGETTE
I may be old but . . . I can’t think how to end that one.  But you’re dead.

            (Ooze.  With its dying breath, the ANACONDA barfs up LONNIE.)

            END OF EPISODE 32.

Monday, February 3, 2014

"Butch Gardens, Episode 31" by MTR Studios (Mocha Tchokha Rose, head writer)


            (ANNIE and FOOFEE’s cube.  COUNTESS VAN DER CAVE and GRACE 
            are there for a visit.  Everyone is enjoying fresh fruit.)

GRACE
Someone listen to my story.

COUNTESS VAN DER CAVE
It better not be depressing---

FOOFEE
More raspberries?

COUNTESS VAN DER CAVE
God, yes---

GRACE
It’s about my time in the WAC, a young lesbian in California and then Florida, feeling mannish but not sure---

COUNTESS VAN DER CAVE
            (Indicating FOOFEE, her womanservant)
I like this one’s Alsatian story better.

            (ANNIE rises from her thoughts, breadfruit in hand.)

ANNIE
If all of you can come and go, then why don’t we just break free from this cube and . . . find---my---Lonnie!

COUNTESS VAN DER CAVE
            (Whispered loudly to FOOFEE)
Did you catch how she emphasized those last three words?

            END OF EPISODE 31.