exterior - day: up the cliff, high above the valley.
To the right, firmly entrenched in the steep cliffside, is the Holy Arrow of Armageddon, with BlitzGirl's Boa flapping gently in the breeze. First Cleric is about two cue below the arrow, and having trouble finding good footing. The Fifth Cleric is about three cue behind him and somewhat lower. The Pope and his party have reached the Grotto far below, and the seminary stretches out broadly to the left. Mist from the waterfall gives the entire scene a surreal look.
First Cleric wrote:Just a little bit more!
the fifth cleric wrote:Get back down here before you kill yourself!
close-up on the fifth cleric
First Cleric wrote:I can't kill myself - I have a safety hat, just like yours.
, who points to his hat, and then advances a bit further.
the fifth cleric wrote:Aye, but mine's green. It's better. It's from the Land of Leprechauns.
close-up on First Cleric
First Cleric wrote:LOL - I've heard of it. Find your pot o' gold yet?
First Cleric wrote:Besides, mine's green too.
the fifth cleric wrote:Not unless yer colorblind.
The first cleric removes his hat, and finds it to be brown, withered, and limp.
wide shot, POV first cleric,
First Cleric wrote:What the ch*rp?
looking down the cliff at the Grotto far below. The view is unsteady and somewhat distorted
at the top of his lungs, First Cleric wrote:Neil! You piece of mustard!
The withered hat is seen flying away from the camera and down the cliff to the Grotto.close-up: First Cleric
clinging to the cliff. He slips, and slides several cue down the cliff, managing to grab a piece of vegetation to stop his fall. The camera follows him down
, including the fifth cleric and the Grotto in the resulting angle. First Cleric is now below the fifth cleric, and the Pope is visible in the Grotto.
The Pope wrote:Be careful there First Cleric - we have another BlitzGirl and we don't want you hurt for the ceremony.
Close-up on The Pope.
First Cleric wrote:But you don't mind if I get hurt for any other reason?
He looks pensive.
to himself, The Pope wrote:You don't really want me to answer that, do you?
From behind the Pope, a BlitzRocket appears, and the Pope turns to look. The camera follows the BlitzRocket
as it goes up to First Cleric.close-up on the BlitzRocket hovering in the air, and First Cleric clinging to the cliffside.
The hatch opens revealing Second Scribe, who looks like she's had some experiences of her own. First Cleric just stares at her.
Second Scribe wrote:Get in before we're hit with another 503!
First Cleric wrote:You're a BlitzGirl?
Second Scribe wrote:No, I'm the Second Scribe, but that's not important right now. Get in while there's still an in to get!
the fifth cleric wrote:Don't you know what to do when a pretty lass invites you in with her?
The BlitzRocket edges a bit closer, and First Cleric slides down on top of it and climbs in. Second Scribe starts to close the hatch, but then thinks better of it and leaves it open a crack.medium shot: inside the BlitzRocket.
It's darker inside, lit mainly by the lights of the instrumentation, but we can still see a bit of the cliff through the open hatch slit. Second Scribe guides the BlitzRocket with gentle movements of her hand in the control glove. During this maneuvering, First Cleric notices that Second Scribe is quite dissheveled.
First Cleric wrote:You look like hell!
Second Scribe wrote:Thank you. I guess this explains your success with women.
First Cleric wrote:I fail to see what your appearance has to do with my social success.
HAL9000 wrote:Even I can figure that one out!
Second Scribe wrote:I've been on the Outside.
HAL9000 wrote:Would you like to be on the outside?
A look of horror crosses First Cleric's face.
Low angle wide shot
Second Scribe wrote:He couldn't handle it.
in which we can see the grass of the Grotto in the foreground, along with the brown safety hat that First Cleric tossed away. Looming up from this angle is the cliff, where we can see the fifth cleric deftly making his way down. The BlitzRocket gently descends into the shot, narrowly missing landing on the hat. A moment later, a foot lands on the grass in front of the camera, also missing the safety hat. The camera pulls back
to reveal another foot landing as First Cleric gets out, and as we pull back further, the Pope's party surrounds the BlitzRocket. Second Scribe gets out, notices the safety hat, and picks it up, just as Neil_Boekend floats into view.
Neil_Boekend wrote:I felt a terrible disturbance in the force, as if one lonely voice cried out in vain, and then grew silent.
Second Scribe gives Neil the safety hat, who takes it gently.
Neil_Boekend wrote:I don't understand. It's dead. It starved to death in the space of half an Ong. That's just not possible!
The Pope puts his hand on Neil's shoulder, but of course his hand passes right through it. He looks at Neil.
The Pope wrote:Anything is possible. Especially the impossible.
Neil_Boekend wrote:It reaches straight into the brain. All it needed was the tiniest thought to sustain it.
He has a moment of realization.
Neil_Boekend wrote:It was First Cleric's, wasn't it.
Second Scribe wrote:Yes, and the odd thing is, once he put it on, he started making sense. That's how I knew he had to be stopped.
Neil_Boekend wrote:My poor, noble hat. When its host had no thoughts of his own, it gave him all it had.
The Pope wrote:Like pouring water on a volcano.
Neil floats away with the hat.
talking to the hat as he exits, Neil_Boekend wrote:Come, my friend. Being dead is not so bad!
interior - day: The Great Cathedral, from high up in the rafters.
The Pope wrote:... and being alive isn't so bad either! Come, we have a BlitzGirl to canonize!
The camera, looking out over the altar and the gathering people below, trucks slowly behind the mechanism of a grand musical instrument resembling a cross between a glass pipe organ, a crystal xylophone, and a handbell choir. Among the features of this device is several clusters of many glass crystals and tubes, each tube partially filled with a colored liquid. Each cluster is mounted on a contraption that resembles a bicycle-powered helicopter with one of the Raft People at the controls. As the camera trucks across each of these assemblies, the majesty of the cathedral in the background can be seen refracted in the glass tubes and in the facets of the hanging crystals, while the instrumentalists make adjustments.
One particularly large crystal comes into view from the right, with a mechanism visible in the refractions behind it. The mechanism moves and we see the crystal get hit with a mallet, producing a bass tone of remarkable clarity. As this crystal moves towards the left of the screen, an instrumentalist makes an adjustment, and as the last cluster moves off screen we now have an unobstructed view of the altar and nave filling with people waiting for the Grand Celebration to occur.The camera zooms in
on the leftmost area of the altar, and dissolves tomedium shot - yappobiscuits and several of the Raft People
in choir robes. We do not hear their conversation but they nod in agreement and split up. Giving a quick glance up at the instrument, yappo strides offstage.medium shot - another part of the nave.
The Pope and First Cleric talking together, stride past the camera, which pans to follow but stops on the Second Scribe, who once again looks stunning. She is holding an unrolled scroll and is perusing it. Satisfied, she rolls it up and walks offscreen.medium shot - the alter
where the Raft Choir is gathering on a platform behind a row of elegantly carved seats.wide shot - the nave,
filling with people. The Great Doors in the back, six cue in height, are being opened, and we can see hordes of people beyond.close-up - The Pope, in a nook.
He gets up, sees that all is in readiness, and signals the first herald (offscreen). We hear the sound of the ram's horn, which is then echoed by other heralds across the land.close-up - one of the instrumentalists on the bicycle contraptions
begins pedalling, and the arrangement of glass tubes and crystals begins to turn, slowly at first but then gathering speed.various close-ups
of other instrumentalists at other clusters doing the same, and of various parts of the intricate mechanisms operating. The last close up pulls back to reveal the entire instrument in action, with the altar in the background, and yappo on the podium. It is a kaleidoscope of color, and with all eyes on him, yappo gives a gentle downbeat and gestures the music to grow. (Note to sound:
If the Music of the Spheres could be heard by mortal ears, this would be it. It is at once eerie and haunting, yet posessing a pure clarity of tone and richness of harmony that transports us into another world.)various close-ups of the instrument's innards
(mallets hitting the crystals, cloth vibrating against the tubes, bellows pumping, and the musicians at the console of each cluster making it all happen dissolve into one another, and then dissolve into yappobiscuits gesturing the choir in.medium shot - the Raft choir
singing their part, as in the foreground the multicolored robes of the clerecy pass in front of the lens as they process onto the altar. The camera dollies back and pedestals up; we then see the BlitzGirls processing stage left as the clerecy takes its place in front of the choir. As the music comes to a close, the clerecy sits, except for the Pope, who walks over to the podium.medium shot - The Pope
at the podium. During his loqution, the camera slowly moves in.
wide shot - the nave, filled with people.
In a voice that fills the cathedral and carries through the Great Doors and out into the valley beyond, The Pope wrote:Smopa hvala nuvi dict amuah. "I am greatly blessed to be among you." This is one of the High Dicta of the Raft People, and it is one to take to heart. We are like unto grains of sand in a sandcastle, each one different, each one with sharp points, rounded parts, parts that are sensitive, and parts that are sturdy. But although those parts are in different places for each of us, we have found a way to nestle together so the pointy parts are not lying on somebody else's sensitive parts. In doing so, and with the Blessings of the One True Author, we have built Great Sandcastles, have met other peoples, and have applied this same way of life to our dealings with them. Without their help, we would have been food for octomolpies, and without our help, they would have perished the same way. Each of us is greatly blessed to be among every other one of us. We must always remember this, and keep this close to our hearts.
Sometimes, a pointy part might hit a sensitive part. We learn about each other that way; in fact we can't truly learn about each other without that happening sometimes. It is a blessing, not a curse, even though it might not feel that way at the moment. But a slight shift in the sand is all that it takes to make it right. Every grain of sand is vital, and every part of that grain of sand has a role in holding together this Great Sandcastle called life.
Smopa hvala nuvi dict amuah.
Today, we are gathered to commemorate our latest BlitzGirl the Next. On the fifth day of Deliverance, MistyCat set out on a Most Awesome BlitzQuest, a quest of over sixteen hundred newpages, and on the twenty-third day of Mystery, his Quest had come to Glorious Conclusion. So Great was the Quest that when it was completed, MistyCat wondered (just for a little while!) what there was left in life to compare. But the Present is also Glorious, and to MistyCat I say "Smopa hvala nuvi dict amuah!"
MistyCat, please arise, and kneel.
A figure in a blue heather robe comes forth from the front of the assemblage, and makes his way slowly to the stage. The camera zooms in and follows
him up as he enjoys every minute of this. He kneels before the Pope, who raises his hands above MistyCat's head.
wide shot - the nave, POV the dais.
The Pope wrote:MistyCat, in honor of your most Awesome and Spectacular Quest of drinking from the One True Thread from its very inception, and of the treeish Gospel you have written on the way to the Present Time, do I, by the power vested in me as Pope of the Order of the Holy Contradiction do I hereby consecrate you and bestow upon thee the title of BlitzGirl the Next, that it be known for all time and for all of Time that you have truly and properly Waited For It. Furthermore do I concecrate and bless the Gospel of MistyCat, a True and Holy Record of your Quest, to be counted among the Holy Books, alongside the Gospel of BlitzGirl, and all the other gospels, that it provide inspiration to all who follow, and indeed, to all Timewaiters, for all time, for all of Time, and for all the Time After Time. Smopu hvala nuvi dict amuah!
A huge, thundering cheer arises from the congregation, hats (except for green safety hats) are thrown in the air, banners are waved (but in curvy fashions, as is the fashion), and the bicycle-helicopter things come to life as the music begins once again, in a Grand Fanfare.medium shot - MistyCat being carried off
the stage by the congregation. The camera trucks back and helicopters up
as he is passed on, hand to hand, above the crowd, out the door to the waiting festivities. The camera follows as it rises higher, stopping behind the colored whirling glass tube cluster playing its part of the recessional music. As the music comes to a close, the cluster winds down and in the distance, MistyCat is carried off.medium shot - the Pope, First Cleric, and Second Scribe
standing together on the dais.
to the Second Scribe, The Pope wrote:First Cleric tells me you were on the Outside.
The Second Scribe wrote:Yes, I almost didn't make it back.
The Pope wrote:So, what did you find?
The Second Scribe considers the question for a moment.
The Second Scribe wrote:Enlightenment.