A chronology of my attempts at creative writings, and my attempts to present those to the world at large (ie selling them)
Tuesday, July 14, 2015
[Script] Unfood - Page 3
CONTINUED: 3.
AARON
GOD! WHY OH WHY Have thou forsaken
us?
FREIGHT
You idiot.
He laughs and punches Aaron’s shoulder.
AARON
It is true lord, I am an
idiot. Wouldst the thou take that
into consideration in the repair of
our ship? A spontaneous miracle?
Kendra smirks amused but doesn’t join in with the
laughing. She points to the left.
KENDRA
You know Sol is about that way. If
you’re looking for God, he’s
probably there.
AARON
God is everywhere.
KENDRA
So is his Noodliness.
AARON
BLASPHEME.
KENDRA
Right back at you.
All stare and look at each other for a moment and then break
into laughter, Aaron first, then Freight, then finally
Kendra.
A small alarm beeps. Kendra examines a sensor log. She
shakes her head.
KENDRA
Another chunk of the ship just blew
off.
FREIGHT
GOD DAMN IT!
AARON
Forgive him lord, he knows not what
he says.
(CONTINUED)
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