Discussion Tandem Story Game [Script will flow from posts 1,21,41,61,etc]

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I totally ignore her. I ask the cab driver to please stop at a convenience store, as I need to buy some groceries. The cab driver obliges. I'm at the back of the store, head buried in the refrigerator when I hear this rumbling noise that sounds like a jet fighter getting louder and LOUDER. A Harley-Davidson pulls up outside the store's door, the helmeted rider ignores the "No helmets worn inside" sign and walks straight up to the cashier. I can't hear what his muffled voice is saying, but I duck for cover behind the well stacked shelves. The cashier hands the rider a packet of smokes and change and he leaves.

I put my bought groceries between me and the girl, still ignoring her. Pretending to look out the window, she starts to talk. "You know, Mr Gabriel has always had a soft spot for me." She turned her gaze towards me "I'm sure he'd like to hear you treated me well" she said with that very familiar, come hither, look on her face. Without returning her gaze I respond "Lady, I don't know you, I've only just met Mr Gabriel tonight, and to be honest, I couldn't give fried fig leaf, if he has a soft or a hard spot for you!". I toss a $20 into the drivers seat, and tell the cabbie "Driver, I'll be getting out here." I take the lift, tip toe past sticky-nose Dwayne Wayne's unit and quietly unlock my door.

"Honey I'm home", I call out loudly to my girlfriend, but there's no answer. Upon entering the dimly lit lounge room, I was taken aback by a diabolical sight. An empty tub of my favourite "Connoisseur" ice cream, my davy crockett raccoon hat, with 2 tails, lying on the nicely set out dinning table, a bottle floating in the wine cooler, molten wax down the sides of the candle holder, chocolate wrappers strewn all over the floor beside a screwed up Invitation. I pick up her Invitation and say to it, "we are both screwed".
The bedroom door is open and I hesitate before entering. It's very quiet in there, deadly quiet.

I step into the room, and the temperature is literally 10 degrees colder in there, than the lounge room. I can feel the goosebumps rising on my bare skin. And there she is. Sitting up in bed, flicking savagely through a magazine, trying her hardest not to look totally pissed off! Her gaze never leaves the pages, though she is seeing nothing but red. "Hi honey, I'm home!" I say with fake cheer. "I remembered the milk, and I won $300 at the casino!" I say, showing her the money, knowing full well nothing is going to save me from the onslaught thundering in my direction. Okay, the silent treatment, too tired to care, so off to sleep now and wait for the wrath tomorrow.

The door bells rings, and rings again, and again. I open my eyes to see the afternoon sun streaming through the gaps in the curtains like laser beams. Yawning, I crawl out of bed and open the door in my girlfriend's pink floral dressing gown. Standing right in front of me, side by side, are to men dressed in black, with white shirts, black ties and very dark sun glasses. "Yeah" I say. The shorter guy says "This is Dan, I'm John". Courteously I reply "I'm John Wayne". "We know that" says the taller guy, Dan, "Can we come in?"

Before I answer, they enter my unit. Dan's holding something, he quickly waves in my face with a cheeky smile. It's my wallet! I go to grab it off him but he pulls it back out of reach quickly, “We'd feel there's going to be a reward here, Mr Wayne?“ “We'd assume you can afford it“ John says with a smile as well. ”You’d assume?” I say with indignation, “Nice thing to assume, what makes you think that? They both laugh sarcastically and hand me my wallet. It's fat and a lot heavier than I remember it, but there’s a lot I don’t remember about last night. The extra “fat” is a healthy wad of fifty and hundred dollar notes. Probably ten grand minimum. I smile sheepishly ”Ah yes sorry, of course”. I pull out a few hundred each and give it to them, it was of course a nice surprise to get your missing wallet back and full of mystery cash no less.
”Well, are we good?” I say wondering out loud why they haven’t left yet. They shrug their shoulders and stroll back out the door and out of my life. I sit down on the couch and the hangover kicks in, the mystery cash makes it a little better but then I have a think about the girlfriend and the hangover suddenly gets worse again and wonder to myself where she has got to. The front door unlocks with a rattle....

Before I can provide an answer, the cabana boy interrupts our conversation, holding a telephone with an urgent call for Mr Crowe. Agitated by his inability to work the machine and lack of assistance provided, Russell proceeds to violently fling the machine towards the cabana boy, but manages to narrowly miss him and somehow connect with my face causing a laceration and blood to pour down my chin. From nowhere my neighbour appears, wearing $100 casino chips on her earrings, necklace and bracelet. She wipes the blood away and applies a band-aid on my chin. I stare in amazement as she walks away, still never have spoken a word to her. The cabana boy brings me the chilled Corona, I give Crowe the thumbs up. On the water's edge, the Boss and Tiny, in budgie smugglers, are staring out to sea, like they are waiting for something.

The Boss and Tiny looked at each other, looked back at me and Russell, then back at each other again. The Boss said to Tiny and said "Quid accidit irrumabo nocte" Tiny replied "Nescio. Et iterum ego magis" as he shook his head slowly, and lowered his eyes.

The Boss looked back at me and Russell again, and I could see anger in his eyes "Unus ex duobus qui moritur hac nocte. Nunc quis quam ego non curo!". I had no idea what was being said, it all sounded Latin to me. I felt like I was in an episode of Twin Peaks!
 

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I totally ignore her.
I ask the cab driver to please stop at a convenience store, as I need to buy some groceries. The cab driver obliges.

I'm at the back of the store, head buried in the refrigerator when I hear this rumbling noise that sounds like a jet fighter getting louder and LOUDER. A Harley-Davidson pulls up outside the store's door, the helmeted rider ignores the "No helmets worn inside" sign and walks straight up to the cashier. I can't hear what his muffled voice is saying, but I duck for cover behind the well stacked shelves.
The cashier hands the rider a packet of smokes and change and he leaves.

I put my bought groceries between me and the girl, still ignoring her.
Pretending to look out the window, she starts to talk. "You know, Mr Gabriel has always had a soft spot for me." She turned her gaze towards me "I'm sure he'd like to hear you treated me well" she said with that very familiar, come hither, look on her face. Without returning her gaze I respond "Lady, I don't know you, I've only just met Mr Gabriel tonight, and to be honest, I couldn't give fried fig leaf, if he has a soft or a hard spot for you!".
I toss a $20 into the drivers seat, and tell the cabbie "Driver, I'll be getting out here."
 
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Pretending to look out the window, she starts to talk. "You know, Mr Gabriel has always had a soft spot for me." She turned her gaze towards me "I'm sure he'd like to hear you treated me well" she said with that very familiar, come hither, look on her face. Without returning her gaze I respond "Lady, I don't know you, I've only just met Mr Gabriel tonight, and to be honest, I couldn't give fried fig leaf, if he has a soft or a hard spot for you!".
I toss a $20 into the drivers seat, and tell the cabbie "Driver, I'll be getting out here."
I take the lift, tip toe past sticky-nose Dwayne Wayne's unit and quietly unlock my door.

"Honey I'm home", I call out loudly to my girlfriend, but there's no answer.
Upon entering the dimly lit lounge room, I was taken aback by a diabolical sight.
An empty tub of my favourite "Connoisseur" ice cream, my davy crockett raccoon hat, with 2 tails, lying on the nicely set out dinning table, a bottle floating in the wine cooler, molten wax down the sides of the candle holder, chocolate wrappers strewn all over the floor beside a screwed up Invitation.

I pick up her Invitation and say to it, "we are both screwed".
The bedroom door is open and I hesitate before entering. It's very quiet in there, deadly quiet.
 

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I take the lift, tip toe past sticky-nose Dwayne Wayne's unit and quietly unlock my door.

"Honey I'm home", I call out loudly to my girlfriend, but there's no answer.
Upon entering the dimly lit lounge room, I was taken aback by a diabolical sight.
An empty tub of my favourite "Connoisseur" ice cream, my davy crockett raccoon hat, with 2 tails, lying on the nicely set out dinning table, a bottle floating in the wine cooler, molten wax down the sides of the candle holder, chocolate wrappers strewn all over the floor beside a screwed up Invitation.

I pick up her Invitation and say to it, "we are both screwed".
The bedroom door is open and I hesitate before entering. It's very quiet in there, deadly quiet.
I step into the room, and the temperature is literally 10 degrees colder in there, than the lounge room. I can feel the goosebumps rising on my bare skin. And there she is. Sitting up in bed, flicking savagely through a magazine, trying her hardest not to look totally pissed off! Her gaze never leaves the pages, though she is seeing nothing but red.
"Hi honey, I'm home!" I say with fake cheer. "I remembered the milk, and I won $300 at the casino!" I say, showing her the money, knowing full well nothing is going to save me from the onslaught thundering in my direction.
 
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I step into the room, and the temperature is literally 10 degrees colder in there, than the lounge room. I can feel the goosebumps rising on my bare skin. And there she is. Sitting up in bed, flicking savagely through a magazine, trying her hardest not to look totally pissed off! Her gaze never leaves the pages, though she is seeing nothing but red.
"Hi honey, I'm home!" I say with fake cheer. "I remembered the milk, and I won $300 at the casino!" I say, showing her the money, knowing full well nothing is going to save me from the onslaught thundering in my direction.
Okay, the silent treatment, too tired to care, so off to sleep now and wait for the wrath tomorrow.

The door bells rings, and rings again, and again. I open my eyes to see the afternoon sun streaming through the gaps in the curtains like laser beams. Yawning, I crawl out of bed and open the door in my girlfriend's pink floral dressing gown.

Standing right in front of me, side by side, are to men dressed in black, with white shirts, black ties and very dark sun glasses. "Yeah" I say.
The shorter guy says "This is Dan, I'm John". Courteously I reply "I'm John Wayne".
"We know that" says the taller guy, Dan, "Can we come in?"

Before I answer, they enter my unit.
 
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Okay, the silent treatment, too tired to care, so off to sleep now and wait for the wrath tomorrow.

The door bells rings, and rings again, and again. I open my eyes to see the afternoon sun streaming through the gaps in the curtains like laser beams. Yawning, I crawl out of bed and open the door in my girlfriend's pink floral dressing gown.

Standing right in front of me, side by side, are to men dressed in black, with white shirts, black ties and very dark sun glasses. "Yeah" I say.
The shorter guy says "This is Dan, I'm John". Courteously I reply "I'm John Wayne".
"We know that" says the taller guy, Dan, "Can we come in?"

Before I answer, they enter my unit.
Dan's holding something, he quickly waves in my face with a cheeky smile. It's my wallet!

I go to grab it off him but he pulls it back out of reach quickly, “We'd feel there's going to be a reward here, Mr Wayne?“ “We'd assume you can afford it“ John says with a smile as well.

”You’d assume?” I say with indignation, “Nice thing to assume, what makes you think that?

They both laugh sarcastically and hand me my wallet. It's fat and a lot heavier than I remember it, but there’s a lot I don’t remember about last night. The extra “fat” is a healthy wad of fifty and hundred dollar notes. Probably ten grand minimum.

I smile sheepishly ”Ah yes sorry, of course”. I pull out a few hundred each and give it to them, it was of course a nice surprise to get your missing wallet back and full of mystery cash no less.

”Well, are we good?” I say wondering out loud why they haven’t left yet. They shrug their shoulders and stroll back out the door and out of my life.

I sit down on the couch and the hangover kicks in, the mystery cash makes it a little better but then I have a think about the girlfriend and the hangover suddenly gets worse again and wonder to myself where she has got to. The front door unlocks with a rattle....
 
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Dan's holding something, he quickly waves in my face with a cheeky smile. It's my wallet!

I go to grab it off him but he pulls it back out of reach quickly, “We'd feel there's going to be a reward here, Mr Wayne?“ “We'd assume you can afford it“ John says with a smile as well.

”You’d assume?” I say with indignation, “Nice thing to assume, what makes you think that?

They both laugh sarcastically and hand me my wallet. It's fat and a lot heavier than I remember it, but there’s a lot I don’t remember about last night. The extra “fat” is a healthy wad of fifty and hundred dollar notes. Probably ten grand minimum.

I smile sheepishly ”Ah yes sorry, of course”. I pull out a few hundred each and give it to them, it was of course a nice surprise to get your missing wallet back and full of mystery cash no less.

”Well, are we good?” I say wondering out loud why they haven’t left yet. They shrug their shoulders and stroll back out the door and out of my life.

I sit down on the couch and the hangover kicks in, the mystery cash makes it a little better but then I have a think about the girlfriend and the hangover suddenly gets worse again and wonder to myself where she has got to. The front door unlocks with a rattle....
She storms in leaving the front door wide open and marches straight to the bedroom.

Before trying to work out from whom all that money came from, I better first extinguish the wildfire in the bedroom.
I know she is a big fan of Russell Crowe, maybe I should go to the film shoot and get his autograph, surely that would help.

I go to close the door and the woman from the taxi last night walks past and says "Hi".
I was about to holler "ARE YOU STALKING ME?", but the hangover didn't allow it. Instead I look her straight in the eyes and she continues, "I'm your neighbour and I work at the casino", as she sways to the elevator.

I amble to the medicine cabinet in the bathroom for some relief.
 

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She storms in leaving the front door wide open and marches straight to the bedroom.

Before trying to work out from whom all that money came from, I better first extinguish the wildfire in the bedroom.
I know she is a big fan of Russell Crowe, maybe I should go to the film shoot and get his autograph, surely that would help.

I go to close the door and the woman from the taxi last night walks past and says "Hi".
I was about to holler "ARE YOU STALKING ME?", but the hangover didn't allow it. Instead I look her straight in the eyes and she continues, "I'm your neighbour and I work at the casino", as she sways to the elevator.

I amble to the medicine cabinet in the bathroom for some relief.
I grab the closest cloth from the sink which I use to apply the chloroform to my patootie, thus providing some temporary relief. As for myself, I whip up a concoction of ambien, xanax and asprin which will hopefully alleviate the pain and allow for some shut-eye.
 
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I grab the closest cloth from the sink which I use to apply the chloroform to my patootie, thus providing some temporary relief. As for myself, I whip up a concoction of ambien, xanax and asprin which will hopefully alleviate the pain and allow for some shut-eye.
I wish.
We don't have those drugs here, so I grab some Asprin and gulp them down with lots of Gatorade.
I go and lie down on the couch. It's not long before I doze off and have this strange dream.
 
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I wish.
We don't have those drugs here, so I grab some Asprin and gulp them down with lots of Gatorade.
I go and lie down on the couch. It's not long before I doze off and have this strange dream.
I'm laying on a beach, on one of those 70's style banana lounges in board shorts and one of those Mambo T-shirts with the farting dog on it.

I look up and Russell Crowe is just up the beach from me sitting under a huge palm tree and he’s got his own banana lounge that’s he relaxing on.

It's not last night’s version of Russell though, it’s a skinny early 90's Romper Stomper version compete with shaved head and black jacket with Union Jack on the side, which is hardly beach attire. He smiles at me and pulls out two beers from a bright purple esky.
“Beer?” he mouthes” just out of earshot holding a Corona out in my direction.
 

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I'm laying on a beach, on one of those 70's style banana lounges in board shorts and one of those Mambo T-shirts with the farting dog on it.

I look up and Russell Crowe is just up the beach from me sitting under a huge palm tree and he’s got his own banana lounge that’s he relaxing on.

It's not last night’s version of Russell though, it’s a skinny early 90's Romper Stomper version compete with shaved head and black jacket with Union Jack on the side, which is hardly beach attire. He smiles at me and pulls out two beers from a bright purple esky.
“Beer?” he mouthes” just out of earshot holding a Corona out in my direction.
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If only he was wearing his poo shooter t-shirt!
 

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I'm laying on a beach, on one of those 70's style banana lounges in board shorts and one of those Mambo T-shirts with the farting dog on it.

I look up and Russell Crowe is just up the beach from me sitting under a huge palm tree and he’s got his own banana lounge that’s he relaxing on.

It's not last night’s version of Russell though, it’s a skinny early 90's Romper Stomper version compete with shaved head and black jacket with Union Jack on the side, which is hardly beach attire. He smiles at me and pulls out two beers from a bright purple esky.
“Beer?” he mouthes” just out of earshot holding a Corona out in my direction.
Before I can provide an answer, the cabana boy interrupts our conversation, holding a telephone with an urgent call for Mr Crowe. Agitated by his inability to work the machine and lack of assistance provided, Russell proceeds to violently fling the machine towards the cabana boy, but manages to narrowly miss him and somehow connect with my face causing a laceration and blood to pour down my chin.
 
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Before I can provide an answer, the cabana boy interrupts our conversation, holding a telephone with an urgent call for Mr Crowe. Agitated by his inability to work the machine and lack of assistance provided, Russell proceeds to violently fling the machine towards the cabana boy, but manages to narrowly miss him and somehow connect with my face causing a laceration and blood to pour down my chin.
From nowhere my neighbour appears, wearing $100 casino chips on her earrings, necklace and bracelet. She wipes the blood away and applies a band-aid on my chin. I stare in amazement as she walks away, still never have spoken a word to her.

The cabana boy brings me the chilled Corona, I give Crowe the thumbs up. On the water's edge, the Boss and Tiny, in budgie smugglers, are staring out to sea, like they are waiting for something.
 

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Before I can provide an answer, the cabana boy interrupts our conversation, holding a telephone with an urgent call for Mr Crowe. Agitated by his inability to work the machine and lack of assistance provided, Russell proceeds to violently fling the machine towards the cabana boy, but manages to narrowly miss him and somehow connect with my face causing a laceration and blood to pour down my chin.
For those unaware of the reference, the above was based on-

https://www.abc.net.au/news/2005-06-09/crowe-sorry-for-hotel-phone-throwing/1589066

Oscar-winning actor Russell Crowe has blamed a combination of "jetlag, loneliness and adrenalin" for the meltdown that left him facing possible jail or deportation from the United States for allegedly assaulting a clerk in New York's exclusive Mercer Hotel.
"I'm at the bottom of a well. I can't communicate how dark my life is right now," Crowe said in an interview published in the Daily Telegraph newspaper.
Crowe apologised repeatedly for Monday's incident, in which he hurled a telephone in the direction of the clerk, who police said was treated in hospital for a minor facial cut.
 

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From nowhere my neighbour appears, wearing $100 casino chips on her earrings, necklace and bracelet. She wipes the blood away and applies a band-aid on my chin. I stare in amazement as she walks away, still never have spoken a word to her.

The cabana boy brings me the chilled Corona, I give Crowe the thumbs up. On the water's edge, the Boss and Tiny, in budgie smugglers, are staring out to sea, like they are waiting for something.
The Boss and Tiny looked at each other, looked back at me and Russell, then back at each other again.
The Boss said to Tiny and said "Quid accidit irrumabo nocte"
Tiny replied "Nescio. Et iterum ego magis" as he shook his head slowly, and lowered his eyes.
The Boss looked back at me and Russell again, and I could see anger in his eyes "Unus ex duobus qui moritur hac nocte. Nunc quis quam ego non curo!".

I had no idea what was being said, it all sounded Latin to me. I felt like I was in an episode of Twin Peaks!
 
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The Boss and Tiny looked at each other, looked back at me and Russell, then back at each other again.
The Boss said to Tiny and said "Quid accidit irrumabo nocte"
Tiny replied "Nescio. Et iterum ego magis" as he shook his head slowly, and lowered his eyes.
The Boss looked back at me and Russell again, and I could see anger in his eyes "Unus ex duobus qui moritur hac nocte. Nunc quis quam ego non curo!".

I had no idea what was being said, it all sounded Latin to me. I felt like I was in an episode of Twin Peaks!
This is turning into a nightmare.

In the distance I can see 2 men in black on jet skis charging towards the beach as the song "Let it Be" fills the air.
Without slowing down they slide to a stop, just meters in front of me. It's the Blues Brothers, Jake and Elwood, they
dismount in unison and together say, in a robotic tone, "We're on a mission from Satan".

The sky darkens, the racoons sprint to the hills, the ocean turns to fire, and fire alarms start
ringing as I wake up to the ringing of my phone.

It's Dwayne Wayne telling me to look out the kitchen window, as there is a band playing on a roof
and the lead singer looks familiar.
 
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I go to open my extra fat wallet to count the cash, wondering what the money is for?

As I open the wallet, a Thumb Drive falls out. On it says: 'This thumb drive will self-destruct at conclusion'.
I plug it into my laptop and press play.
 
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I go to open my extra fat wallet to count the cash, wondering what the money is for?

As I open the wallet, a Thumb Drive falls out. On it says: 'This thumb drive will self-destruct at conclusion'.
I plug it into my laptop and press play.
It's a video, and it’s in goddamn German. The band is still playing some sort of **** K-POP on the roof next door and Dwayne is ringing me again, he wants to go over and join the party.

None of this is doing my hangover any favours.
 
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It's a video, and it’s in goddamn German. The band is still playing some sort of **** K-POP on the roof next door and Dwayne is ringing me again, he wants to go over and join the party.

None of this is doing my hangover any favours.
I need a couple more Asprins. There, scribbled on the bathroom mirror, in lipstick, is a message that makes me turn around to check the bedroom. As I suspected, and not surprised, all my girlfriend's stuff is gone. That music is not helping, so I go to the kitchen to close the window.

Someone is waving to me from the roof top, so instinctively I wave back. It's my very good looking neighbour, the casino girl, motioning me to come and join her. Reluctantly, I go to read the message.
 
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