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Pickles and the Tabloid Offices | Started by: Dread_Pirate_Pickles on Jan 08, '13 05:42 |
The radio was all abuzz with the news! Could it be real? Could it be true? Would Pickles finally open the doors of The Tabloid News to allow some lucky visitors in? Five Golden Tickets had been included in random issues of The Tabloid News. Little children learned how to read just so they could buy a copy. Old men got off their deathbeds for a chance to mingle with the famed French Maids. This would be the chance of a lifetime, a chance to finally see the inner workings of The Tabloid News!
And just show a lot of things happenin' at once.
Five noted mobsters stand in front of the gates of the hallowed Tabloid News offices, Vaticus, Phil Steak, Lilac Delaney, CashMoneyMillionaire (Cash from now on), and Space Cowboy, looking up in awe and wonder. A French Maid comes to the gate an opens it to allow the five inside. They walk into the lobby of the building and stare at the opulence of marble and oak. They walk over to an elevator and wait. The door slides open, and Pickles greets them and begins to sing . . .
Come with me and you'll be
In a world of news investigation
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The five winners and Pickles get inside the elevator and move down to the basement. The door opens on complex printing machinery humming and chugging with efficiency. Mountains of newsprint surround the presses, and a river of ink flows through the room.
Hjälp oss, hjälp oss, få oss härifrån.
Phil Steak looks at them as they hustle to clean the mess. “Pickles! I want one! I think they’d be a great addition to my HQ. I could use a good cleaning service, and they look like they work cheap!”
The Swedish Children start cleaning the machines to remove Phil’s remnants from the presses, and sing a song.
Phil Steak trodde att han skulle få sin egen väg.
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Reply by: Dread_Pirate_Pickles at Jan 08, '13 05:43 | |
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The tour gets back onto the elevator and travel to a large room full of hard working newspaper types, clicking and clacking away on their type writers. The smell of cigarette smoke fills the room. All hard working reporters smoke cigarettes.
Vous ne devriez jamais espionner une femme
The French Maids give Pickles a kiss before hauling the body to the trash heap, and leading Cash out of the building. |
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Reply by: Dread_Pirate_Pickles at Jan 08, '13 05:43 | |
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Vaticus, Lilac, and Pickles get into the elevator and stop at the 47th floor. “This is an interesting part of the tour, since it has nothing to do with creating a newspaper at all. It’s the head quarters for 47 Enterprises ©®™ which is a side business I have.” They look around the strange room which seems to be like a garden inside a building (no, not a hydroponics garden silly potheads). There’s a river running through the large room, and they get into a boat, piloted by yet another French Maid. (You’re right, a river would be silly. It’s just a golf cart decorated like a pirate ship . . . a Dread Pirate pirate ship).
Round the world and home again
Pickles turns around, staring sternly at Vaticus and Lilac. “Which one of you fools took LSD before the trip? Some people’s children!” Pickles makes them sit in a chair until the drugs wear off, then he resumes the tour. They get out of the Dread Pirate Ship Golf Cart and walk into a warehouse. It’s full of the old 47 Enterprises Collection ready for purchase. There’s the 47 Enterprises Instant Soap Box appropriate for all street speeches. On display is the ever-popular 47 Enterprises Novelty Bullet Proof Vest, guaranteed not to stop anything - a great gift for your favorite enemy. A book shelf is lined with Mafia Fairy Tales and Bedtime Stories. And, on a table is a stack of the old Captain Mafia comic book. They go further into the warehouse to a large door marked Dick Gozinya collection.
The French Maids come in, set the bookshelf upright, and start filing the numerous volumes away while hauling Vaticus’ corps away in another body bag. Lilac turns to Pickles, “Why do you have so many body bags in a news paper office?” The French Maids start singing again.
Certains hommes ne sont pas capables de traiter les femmes
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Reply by: Dread_Pirate_Pickles at Jan 08, '13 05:45 | |
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Pickles and Lilac leave the 47 Enterprises warehouse, and take the elevator to the top floor. Marble pillars line the red carpet leading from the elevator to Pickles office. The 20 foot cieling is painted with glorious depictions of the Pickles lineage in a very Sistene fashion. French Maids are waiting by the door, feather dusters in hand to lead him into his office. Pickles turns to Lilac Delaney.
The French Maids haul Lilac to a side door, hand her a parachute, and push her out into the openness.
Nous aimons mieux que vous Pickles |
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Reply by: Dread_Pirate_Pickles at Jan 08, '13 05:46 | |
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CASHMONEYMILLIONARE stands outside the gates of the 47 Enterprise, her arms folder over her chest and a very, very smug look on her face. |
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Reply by: CASHMONEYMILLIONAIRE at Jan 08, '13 06:48 | |
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In the fleeting moment before being crushed to death by the toppling bookshelf, one of the tomes of Dick Gozinya's "Little Black Book" (or more fittingly, the "Very Expansive and All Inclusive Black Library"), flicks open.. Vaticus glimpses a name on the page as he hurtles towards the floor - "D.P. Pickles". |
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Reply by: Vaticus at Jan 08, '13 09:52 | |
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Miss CASH, last to leave his side indeed, but at what cost? Look at me. I'm on crutches, I have 14 broken bones and my dignity is all but gone due to the elastic in my panty-hoes snapping during my freefall (that's right folks, Pickles rigged my parachute). All I have are memories of was before. My future will never be the same; my bones had never once suffered so much as a blemish, yet now Pickles has managed to have his name etched into each and every fracture. Such is the depth of his intent towards me. |
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Reply by: LilacDelaney at Jan 09, '13 06:42 | |
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