I’d like to think I’d be played by a young Tim Conway (with muttonchops) as the klutzy, confused, but endearing sidekick to, well, somebody. Anyone need a comic relief sidekick?
In all likelihood, though, I’d be a background extra who perks up once when his name is mentioned, never to be heard from or spoken of again.
JMCJ
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After the ensuing apocalypse, Alphagene has mantained an iron fisted grip over the partial anarchy of what was once known as downtown Manhattan. With an army of disgruntled former graduate students and bitter lesbian ex-girlfriends, Alpha the Horrible and his Funky Legion of Badness would lay waste to all who dared opposed him.
I will of course be sporting an eye-catching postapocalyptic ensemble from the Road Warrior Collection of Adelaide. Football shoulder pads, biker boots, torn jeans, and a battle-worn lab coat splattered with the blood of the those who gratuitously compose posts in really large fonts.
It would be my job to take care of everybody’s appearance. There would be no barber shops/salons left on earth so it would be up to me to save the world from bad hair. Look! Up in the sky! It’s a bird! It’s a plane! No, it’s Coifwoman!
Heh…that’s funny when your sleeping pill kicks in (like mine is doing now!)
MaryAnn
I’m sorry you didn’t win, mom, but I’ll give you a constellation prize! -Greg
Just before the comet devistates New York City, I will be sitting on a park bench in Battery Park when quite suddenly I will realize what it is that hs been going wrong all this time, and I’ll finally know how to make the world a good and happy place. This time, it’ll be right, it will work, and no one will have to get nailed to anything.
Unfortunately, before I can find a payphone to tell anyone about it, the comet hits and the secret is lost forever.
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“Step away from the bell curve, sir.”
Oh Yeah! definitely a hot steamy love scene with Neuro-trash Grrrl… but Whoopie has got to wear that sexy sequence number that she wore in “Jumpin Jack Flash”. Ya know the one that got caught in the shredder!
I really try to be good but it just isn’t in my nature!
The part of ChrisCTP will be played by Janeane Garofalo, due largely to the fact that ChrisCTP is (seemingly) the only person on earth who knows how to correctly spell “Janeane Garofalo”.
“…being normal is not necessarily a virtue. It rather denotes a lack of courage.”
I would be played by Seth Green, which would be further proof that he doesn’t get the high-profile roles that he should.
My character would basically show up every few scenes, make the odd amusing comment, and play no instrumental part whatever in the advancement of the plot.
(to borrow a sig)The Poster Formerly Unknown as Rodimus
“Are you frightened of snakes?”
“Only when they dress like werewolves.”
-Preacher
I will either be played by Robert Redford (per somebody’s suggestion long ago around here) or a computer-generated image that doesn’t act anything like Jar-Jar.
I’d like Drew Barrymore to play my part; specifically, her type of character in Never Been Kissed. Nice, goofy, gal who smiles alot but doesn’t quite get the “cool” stuff. I volunteer to be comic relief!
As the meteor approaches, a sentence flashes across my computer terminal: Wake up Demo, follow the white rabbit. After taking the blue pill, I will proceed to convince everyone that this is all just a mass hallucination cuased by Cecil, who is really programmed AI.
“It is now proved beyond doubt that smoking is one of the leading causes of statistics.”
I’m tired of being the Grace Kelly/Audrey Hepburn ice princess. May I please be the wise-cracking dame, as played by Joan Blondell or Eve Arden?
Ike can be the nightclub owner or the jazz player with whom I trade quips and wisecracks. Mel can be the Innocent Girl from the Country we take under our care. And Alpha is the twitchy drug pusher—oh, OK, the mad scientist, though that’s taking us into a whole new genre.
I will play myself in the part of the hero’s sidekick who completely disappears after the first 10 minutes of the movie, only to show up again right before the disaster for no apparent reason - like Fibonacci or whatever the hell his name was in Titanic.