Friday, January 13, 2012

DD # 6: Genie in a Blender

Still working on the short story from a few days ago, so here's a tidbit from another project. This one is probably going to be a short webseries we're going to tape and post on youtube, whenever I get one "season" or so finished.

Because I'm so used to writing in novel format, it's currently written in a horrible combination of prose and screenplay, so it's a bit rough to read, but here's the opening scene anyway. Hopefully it'll still get a chuckle. I've been having a lot of fun writing it, if nothing else, and sometimes that alone is important.

Oh, and in other news: the roommate and I move into our apartment mid-February. Don't forget Corruption's $.99 moving sale!




Flea market, morning. Tables across stage, Justin Case enters right, begins perusing among the customers. Center table merchant calls over low chatter.
“Mystical wares from across the sea! Enchanted electronics!”
Justin wanders over skeptically. Table is full of kitchen appliances.
“Mystical? This is a toaster.”
“Not just any toaster, this one can ward off evil spirits. The metal has been infused with holy water! No more malevolent spirits on your morning bagels.”
“I don't think I've ever had malevolent bagels.”
“Where do you think food poisoning comes from?”
“People don't get food poisoning from bagels.”
“I see you have no problem with evil spirits, then. Well, what about this?”
“A blender?”
“Enchanted blender, a blessed blender, even! You've heard of the tale of Aladdin, right? This blender holds within it a powerful djinn. Most people use blenders for milkshakes, but you could create miracles!”
“Right. And that coffee maker?”
“Single serve cups. Can also make tea and hot chocolate.”
“That's it?”
“It also has a timer!”
Justin looks around skeptically. “Look, I need a normal blender. You got any of those?”
“Just the genie machine. Thirty bucks. Take it or leave it.”
“Twenty-five.”
“Twenty-five? It has a genie in it. And he doesn't appreciate tight-wads. Thirty.”
“Fine, fine. But you're full of shit, old man.”
Justin pays. Merchant grins. “Come back when you want another small home electric!”
“Crackpot.” Justin exits with blender

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