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::The
Rangers were just about to back into the theater for the next Awards segment
when Dale came zipping out of the elevator. Out of breath, he paused for air in
front of Chip::
Chip: Dale, what were you doing
on the elevator? You know we're expected back inside any minute now![/color]
[color=#FF0022]Dale: Pi... pi... pi... *he panted*[/color]
[color=#8040FF]Gadget: Pi?
You mean 3.14159265358979323846…[/color]
[color=#408000]
Monty: Apple?
Blueberry?
Cherry?[/color]
[color=#800000]Chip: Out with it, Dale![/color]
[color=#FF0022]
Dale: Pirates and pi-rats! The ship is under attack![/color]
[color=#408000]Monty:
What?![/color]
[color=#804000]
::Monty
rolled up the sleeves of his tuxedo::[/color]
[color=#408000]
Monty: I knew there'd be some
action on this ship if we waited long enough. Where are they? Lemme at 'em![/color]
[color=#FF0022]Dale: Pirates in the control room, the Pi-Rats sent
me to get help. Call the coastguard, the
army, the marines![/color]
[color=#8040FF]Gadget
(monotone): ....26433832795028841971693993751058209
7494459230781640628620899862803482534211706798214808651...[/color]
[color=#800000]
Chip: Okay, we need to alert the authorities that
there's trouble, but we have to deal with the problem at hand. We need to make sure crew and passengers are
safe first.[/color]
[color=#FF0022]Dale:
To the elevator, pronto![/color]
[color=#800000]
::The
Rangers entered one of the elevators once it reached their floor and soon they
arrived at Deck 11. When the elevator doors opened, the sounds of men and rats
yelling echoed down the hallway::[/color]
[color=#408000]Monty:
Ain't that like pirates? They started the ruddy fight
without us![/color]
[color=#FF0022]Chip: We need to be on our guard, the Pi-Rats
weren't invited, so we need to watch out for their motives as well.[/color]
[color=#8040FF]Gadget
(still on the same breath):
….32823066470938446095505822317...[/color]
[color=#800000]::Monty
took Gadget by the shoulders and shook her lightly::[/color]
[color=#408000]Monty: Gadget, snap out of it, luv! We need ya here.[/color]
[color=#800000]::He
snapped his fingers in front of her a few times and she seemed to
wake::[/color]
[color=#8040FF]Gadget: Oh, hi Monty, hey, how'd I get in an elevator
all of a sudden?[/color]
[color=#408000]Monty:
Come on, lass. We're may need your know-it-all to work all the controls in that
bridge before it's over.[/color]
[color=#800000]::The
Rangers entered the bridge and found Pi-Rats and crew giving the human pirates
havoc. From Pi-Rats pummeling them with crockery to crewmembers with fists, the
whole bridge was one big fight::
::Monty's
eyes teared up::[/color]
[color=#408000]Monty:
Don't it just make you want to shout for joy? GANGWAY![/color]
[color=#800000]::As
Monty joined the fray, Chip called Gadget over to one of the ship's unattended
readouts::
Chip: Gadget, if I'm reading this
right, it looks like we're already out to sea and headed toward the open ocean.[/color]
[color=#8040FF]Gadget: Its okay, Chip, we're not in any danger of
collision, this course would take us right to
[color=#FF0022]Dale: But we're headed toward the exact center of
the BERMUDA TRIANGLE!!![/color]
[color=#800000]Chip: Dale, I told you, that's just a myth.
::Dale
took out some tinfoil and began covering Chips fedora, then wrapped Gadget's
goggles for good measure::
Chip: Gadget, maybe you could talk some sense into
him.
::Zipper
buzzed over, annoyed and completely wrapped head to toe in tinfoil::[/color]
[color=#8040FF]Gadget:
Dale, the myth of the Bermuda Triangle is simply a matter of statistical
probability--well, okay not simple but still statistical. It's based on the
notion that more shipwrecks happen here than the norm, so a supernatural or
extraterrestrial explanation is given. However, there's absolutely no
scientific evidence whatsoever for anything like that.[/color]
[color=#FF0022]Dale:
None? No evidence at all?[/color]
[color=#8040FF]
Gadget (smiling): Nope. See how
silly all your fears are?[/color]
[color=#800000]
::Dale
turned Gadget's head around. As he did, all the fighting on the bridge stopped.
Bright green light rays penetrated the bridge's windows, casting an emerald
sheen on everything::[/color]
[color=#8040FF]Gadget:
Oh, strike all that.[/color]