(Sorry it's late.)
"No, John!" Christina cried. Staring at Mr. Cordell, she spat, "Your excuse for a father is a rat, but don't kill him. Don't sink to his level."
"Aha!" yelled John's father. "You do love me, Christina! You don't want me to die!"
"No I don't! I never loved you! You're sick, disgusting, and weak!" She turned her gaze back to her boyfriend. "I love John."
John grinned. "I love you, too, Christina."
"NOOO!!!!!" his father screamed. Before either of them could react, he had thrown himself into the rushing river. Immediately, his head cracked on a rock, and his body caught on a branch dipping into the river.
He wasn't moving.
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John was. He strode over to Christina and leaned his head towards hers. As she moved forward to meet him, he moved slightly aside to whisper in her ear.
"My name is John Cordell. You killed my father. Prepare to die."
A gunshot echoed over the river.
Maybe we should just have Reogan write all the endings :) I love it.
No way! This is my story! His endings are creepy, anyway.
More importantly, why reiterate the fact that Mr. Cordell is John's father? That's been stated.
Reference...
It's a reference.
Nice timing Reogan!
Well played.
What? I'm confused. But I'm also going to bed. Night!
Met? Is this not an ideal point for your signature exhalation?
Indeed it is; I apologize for the delay...
*sigh*
What? I really am confused! (And, as you can tell, not going to bed at this moment in time. :P)
I'm still interested to see if Elphaba will bother doing the research to get this reference...
I'd bet not. I wouldn't bet on it, though.
Is it a Star Wars reference? You know, where Luke is all, "You killed my father!" to Darth Vader?
That would be a stupid way to reference that.
*rolls eyes*
How do you miss such a classic reference?
Forgive me, I'm not as intelligent as you or Reogan, apparently.
To be honest, there's a full percent chance you are. Regardless, have you forgotten to use the internet to find it?
No, we just like references.
Meh, whatever. I don't really care that much.
You have the internet to help you. This is truly the epitome of slothfulness.
Is slothfulness even a word?
It would be slothful not to look it up.
Better, I think. So call me slothful. "Sticks & stones..." etc.
As you wish. I shall make constant reference to your slothfulness.
Whatever. (Didn't have time to sign in.)
That's pretty slothful.
Shut up. :P
I assume you're referring to my mouth, which I assure is "shut up".
I meant figuratively.
Impostor! The true Elphie has a clickable name, and in ten minutes of clicking, nothing has happened with yours!
No, something happens.
With yours, yes. With the impostor's? No.
No, something does happen when you click on the impostor's name. Just not what you'd expect.
No, it doesn't. Unless you mean on the comment page, in which case it does. But who clicks on the comment page?
Me.
Than you admit that you err.
Why is clicking on the comment page erring?
Because to do so is wrong.
Why?
It is only acceptable to click on names on the story page. Traditional blogger etiquette.
Since when?
Since the early days of blogger.
Y'know, a few years ago.
How do I know that? You could just be messing with me.
Would I teach the wrong ways of the blog? I may mislead, but I never blaspheme.
This could be an instance where you mislead.
No. That would blasphemy.
"John was. He strode over to Christina and leaned his head towards hers. As she moved forward to meet him, he moved slightly aside to whisper in her ear.
'My name is John Cordell. You killed my father. Prepare to die.'
A gunshot echoed over the river."
I FINALLY get that reference! Yay, The Princess Bride!
Three cheers!
Good grief...
How did you finally figure it out?
I saw the movie awhile ago. This was just the first time I've signed in since then.
Sign in more, then.
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