Bowler Hat Guy [open]
Aug 25, 2009 20:07:30 GMT -5
Post by Bowler Hat Guy on Aug 25, 2009 20:07:30 GMT -5
A low, musical hum broke the early morning calm over Tomorrowland. The very air seemed to shimmer, until it coalesced into a peculiar streamlined shape. A moment more, and the shape became a candy-colored flying vehicle, driven by a mysterious figure in black.
The flying ship landed gently, silently on the deserted walkway, the bubble-like canopy popped open with a whoosh of air, and out stepped a man.
He was partly concealed behind an ebon cape, which slid slowly down to reveal a pair of glittering black eyes peering from beneath a dark hat brim.
"What's this place?" he said aloud, apparently talking to himself. "Don't blame me. I set the controls for Shea Stadium, I swear!"
The hat flew off the bald head, hovering for a moment in front of a huge sign.
"Okay, smarty-pants, so I didn't see the sign. Even if it is as big as a Studebaker." He struggled laboriuosly to read the looming letters. "To-mor-row-land...huh! Looks more like 'Yesterdayland' to me."
Craning his neck this way and that, the stranger's eyes suddenly opened wide. "Doris, do you realize where we are? This is a theme park!"
He danced a little jig of ecstasy, hugging himself tightly. "I always wanted to go to a theme park! We're going to have so much fun!"
A series of sharp electronic beeps put an end to the demonstration. "I know, I know. Never mind about the plan. You said I could have a vacation before we had our revenge on Cornelius Robinson. You promised!"
The floating hat showed no emotion, yet, somehow, it seemed to be sighing.
"You mean it? Oh, thank you, Doris! Thank you, thank you! You'll like this place, wait and see!"
The mysterious man rubbed his bony hands gleefully together, trying to decide what to do first.
Bowler Hat Guy had arrived.
The flying ship landed gently, silently on the deserted walkway, the bubble-like canopy popped open with a whoosh of air, and out stepped a man.
He was partly concealed behind an ebon cape, which slid slowly down to reveal a pair of glittering black eyes peering from beneath a dark hat brim.
"What's this place?" he said aloud, apparently talking to himself. "Don't blame me. I set the controls for Shea Stadium, I swear!"
The hat flew off the bald head, hovering for a moment in front of a huge sign.
"Okay, smarty-pants, so I didn't see the sign. Even if it is as big as a Studebaker." He struggled laboriuosly to read the looming letters. "To-mor-row-land...huh! Looks more like 'Yesterdayland' to me."
Craning his neck this way and that, the stranger's eyes suddenly opened wide. "Doris, do you realize where we are? This is a theme park!"
He danced a little jig of ecstasy, hugging himself tightly. "I always wanted to go to a theme park! We're going to have so much fun!"
A series of sharp electronic beeps put an end to the demonstration. "I know, I know. Never mind about the plan. You said I could have a vacation before we had our revenge on Cornelius Robinson. You promised!"
The floating hat showed no emotion, yet, somehow, it seemed to be sighing.
"You mean it? Oh, thank you, Doris! Thank you, thank you! You'll like this place, wait and see!"
The mysterious man rubbed his bony hands gleefully together, trying to decide what to do first.
Bowler Hat Guy had arrived.