And here you are witness to the......Seriously M*n*sh*, please don't go Project
A quiet office. All are hard at work and everything seems normal. That is, until, GK approaches...
"What is going on?", exclaims MN. Little does she know the tragedy that will soon befall everyone.
GK explains that everyone, unable to accept that MN will be deserting them, has resigned, giving 24 hours notice. Very soon all the Editors who know and love her will jump to their deaths from the Orange Building. Their ghosts will forever roam the grounds of the Orange Building, and haunt those who have resigned by stealing their pens and stet-ing their mark-ups in their manuscripts.
"Oh my god! Let's go and save them, right NOW! I won't have Editor blood on my hands!" Somehow she seems rather amused at the fact that people are attempting suicide. This is no laughing matter, MN!!! :O
The kamikaze Editors, strolling to their doom, looking disturbingly serene and at peace.
NT: "Ladies first...so you go first!"SNA: "I don't know to jump...you show me?"
NT: "!!!!!!"
SNA: "Pleeeassse?"
NT: "Sigh. Orrrrs. "
BB sends his final sms to his family. RB is too stricken by grief and can wait no longer; he climbs and prepares to plummet to his death.
The girls watch as RB's body falls to the ground with a dull, sickening thud. Blood splatters everywhere in a gory scene of Macbethan (Macbethic? Macbeth-like?) proportions.MN reached the rooftop in the nick of time and managed to persuade the errant Editors not to jump. The Editors, realising the foolishness of their ways, surrounded MN and broke into a Bollywood dance, hoping that this last concerted (and well-rehearsed might I add) effort would sway MN's heart. It was a performance worthy of an Oscar. The icing on the cake was provided by The King himself, who presented MN with a bouquet of her favourite flowers. But was it enough to make her have a change of heart?
The King: "I'll give you these flowers if you stay. Whaddaya say?"MN: "Erm....."
The King: "Hmm? I know you want 'em...c'mon...just say it...just say you'll stay..."MN: "Haha...not even if you were holding that bouquet in hot pants and nothing else!"
The King: "Ah, crud. Just take 'em, you heartless woman."MN thinks : "Phew! If he'd been just a littttttttle bit more persistent, I wouldn't have been able to resist him..."
The King takes one last shot at making MN stay. "Hey...me in hot pants, holding that bouquet...c'mon, you know your life won't be complete without it!" MN's heart flutters and sways for a while....
But she remains strong to the end! MN stolidly rejects that final offer. The King goes "Bah!!" and looks away in disgust.
"Urrrrrrgggggghhhhhhh.....". MN uses her inner strength to pop the cork
ML studies the bottle. "Damn, I should have got the alcoholic one...", he thinks.
RB :"Of course no enough lah! This bird bigger than my other bird!".Alas, despite the valiant efforts of everyone, MN still chooses to leave. Where else in the world can she find a bunch of people who would mass-resign, commit mass suicide and perform a
Bollywood number for her? That is a question only she can answer.
Cheers MN, you gotta do what you gotta do. All the best and may we all bump into one another at some other point in our lives!!
























4 comments:
Woahh well done Capt! Heelarious stuff :D
Somehow everything sounds funnier in captions ;)
Hey great job! I knew you will do a better job than moi (",)
Couldn't have done it with the brilliant photos from bellydancer. Thanks!
Oops, I meant "Couldn't have done it without the brilliant photos from bellydancer. Thanks!"
Paiseh ;)
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