Narrator 1 : The Harpy swooped down once more extending her long razor-sharp talons as she let out an ear piercing 'Pyree-Pyree' . I had to run faster, there was no way I was going to let her get a hold of this- Oh fuck. Yeah. I just tripped. The Harpy let out a scree and landed upon my leg tearing into my soft delicate flesh easily with her rigid blade-like talons. I attempted to stifle my cries of pain, but alas it was no use. Screams tore at my throat and ripped through the air like- um.... like uh...... Something that rips through the air!!
Narrator 2 : Something that rips through the air?
Narrator 1 : Quiet you!!
Narrator 2 : I'm just saying you could be a little more descriptive than that Yellow Man.
Narrator 1 : Oh really? How would YOU have described my screams Sky Guy? I'm just DYING to know.
Narrator 2 : Well... Since you asked... 'His screams ripped through the air like the -
Narrator 1 : Psshhht That's the best you got? And you call yourself a-
Narrator 2 : I wasn't finished.
Narrator 1 : *In a babyish mocking manner* I wasn't finished
Narrator 2 : *Stares* Are you..... Mocking me....? *Places hand on chest*
Narrator 1 : Maybe I am, Maybe I'm not. *Crosses arms across chest.*
Narrator 2 : You were!! You were totally mocking me!!
Narrator 1 : And the townsfolk say I'M a Drama Queen, Heh heh...
Narrator 2 : I swear if you weren't an important role to this story I would fight you right here and now....
Narrator 1 : Awwww, You think I'm important!!
Narrator 2 : Oh my Glob, You are such, a Little-
Narrator 3 : You two aren't arguing again, are you...? [Off screen] {[ Get it? Screen? It's funny cause it's... Oh never mind..]}
Narrator 1 & 2 : No ......
Narrator 3 : Are so. Heh.... You two aren't even telling the right story.
Narrator 1 & 2 (Overlapping) : What? No,No,No.... Me? Wrong? No. I couldn't possibly be- The wrong story? Wha- What? That's absurd! Do you know how ridiculous that-
Narrator 3 : This is HIS story. Not Scarab's
(Silence)
Narrator 1 & 2 : O-Oh.... Uh.... Heh...
Narrator 3 : Yeah, *Crosses arms across chest while snickering slightly* Thought so, Now.... How's about we get to telling this story? But we tell the right one this time..?
Narrator 1 : *Sigh* Alright, Fine.... But I get to tell the interesting kung-fuey action parts.
Narrator 2 : Hey!! No fair!!
Narrator 3 : Girls, Girls... You're both hideous. Now can we just get started already? I'm sure the poor reader has grown tired of your yammering!!
Narrator 1 & 2 : We don't Yammer!!
Narrator 3 : Yeah riiiight.... And I'm not a sarcastic prick.
YOU ARE READING
Lost Child
Random**ATTENTION** THIS IS A ROUGH DRAFT. THERE WILL MOST LIKELY BE STORY INCONSISTENCIES AND PLOT HOLES. I AM VERY ACCEPTING OF YOUR CRITICISM, PLEASE DON'T BE AFRAID TO POINT OUT TYPOS OR ANY SORT OF MISTAKES.
