Sunday, July 10, 2005

projection version 2.0

20 years later, we meet again...

aud: welcome to the istana!
puee: hmmm it's big. seems i need to extend the north wing into 11 downing street.
jiahui: i will build it!
puee: recall the last time my west wing collapsed due to sound activated grenades? i wonder who was behind it.
jiahui blushes and pretends to examine the floor
chim: wow is this your diamond studded throne? wow.
chim strolls up the red carpet doing her now infamous royal wave. chim settles herself on the throne. everyone waits with baited breath for something good to happen.
chim: if i touch it more will it become mine?
chim starts stroking the diamonds. suddenly there is this 'twang' sound as the chair jerks forward, catapulting chim into the arms of 4 officers dressed in black with tags that say 'not-from-isd'.
chim: oooh, works of art!
aud coughs and does some eyebrow thing.
the men drop her hastily.
chris: can we see that pretty pink room at the corner?
aud whistles. the room moves towards us.
aud: and this is the security control room.
peiying: can we press the buttons?
everyone except ting: NO!
ting: NOZ!
peiying: fine. sulks.
puee: i'm not hungry. but where's the food anyway?
aud claps twice. 2 plates of burnt-looking pineapple tarts appear.
aud: the right tray is for chim, the left tray is for everyone else.
puee: so we take the tray right on the left?
chim bites into her special tray and starts choking on flour.
chim: why is it empty?!?!?!
everyone except ting: we wonder why.
ting: ve vonderz vy
junwan: huh why?
everyone bites in and starts choking on pineapple. burnt, black pineapple.
aud: nice? i baked these last month when i wasn't so busy.
junwan: but u're not with dsta or mindef. why're u making weapons of mass destruction?
aud: these are for u all to eat! i made lunch too! who's hungry?
silence all round
ting: ze zerman ambazzidor iz vaiting vor me inz my offize.
chris: i need to host the international security congress
peiying: i suddenly remembered that i forgot to close the unopened windows at home.
clar: sorry i have to walk my dog.
puee: excuse me, i have to celebrate my birthday with napolean.
junwan: i need to go for orientation.
jiahui: i need to go shopping at artiris with chris and peiying.
chim has a sudden stroke of genius
chim: where's ser?
peiying: i dint mark her attendence so she's not here.
chris: we should go look for her.
the room empties rapidly.
aud (to the not-from-isd officers): let's go eat.
the not-from-isd officers rapidly melt into the walls.