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Nascent Drama

"He fought bravely at the Battle of the Cowshed," said J&L.

"Bravery is not enough," said Dual. "Loyalty and obedience are more important. And as to the Battle of the Cowshed, I believe the time will come when we shall find that Dork Lord's part in it was much exaggerated. Discipline, comrades, iron discipline! That is the watchword for today. One false step, and our enemies would be upon us. Surely, comrades, you do not want GTC back?"
 
Once again this argument was unanswerable. Certainly the animals did not want GTC back; if the holding of debates on Sunday mornings was liable to bring him back, then the debates must stop. Gagh, who had now had time to think things over, voiced the general feeling by saying: "If Comrade Dershocka says it, it must be right." And from then on he adopted the maxim, "Dershocka is always right," in addition to his private motto of "I will work harder."

By this time the weather had broken and the spring ploughing had begun. The shed where Dork Lord had drawn his plans of the windmill had been shut up and it was assumed that the plans had been rubbed off the floor. Every Sunday morning at ten o'clock the animals assembled in the big barn to receive their orders for the week. The skull of Kerb Crawler, now clean of flesh, had been disinterred from the orchard and set up on a stump at the foot of the flagstaff, beside the gun. After the hoisting of the flag, the animals were required to file past the skull in a reverent manner before entering the barn. Nowadays they did not sit all together as they had done in the past. Dershocka, with Dual and another pig named Mirah, who had a remarkable gift for composing songs and poems, sat on the front of the raised platform, with the nine young dogs forming a semicircle round them, and the other pigs sitting behind. The rest of the animals sat facing them in the main body of the barn. Dershocka read out the orders for the week in a gruff soldierly style, and after a single singing of Beasts of England, all the animals dispersed.
 
On the third Sunday after Dork Lord's expulsion, the animals were somewhat surprised to hear Dershocka announce that the windmill was to be built after all. He did not give any reason for having changed his mind, but merely warned the animals that this extra task would mean very hard work, it might even be necessary to reduce their rations. The plans, however, had all been prepared, down to the last detail. A special committee of pigs had been at work upon them for the past three weeks. The building of the windmill, with various other improvements, was expected to take two years.
 
That evening Dual explained privately to the other animals that Dershocka had never in reality been opposed to the windmill. On the contrary, it was he who had advocated it in the beginning, and the plan which Dork Lord had drawn on the floor of the incubator shed had actually been stolen from among Dershocka's papers. The windmill was, in fact, Dershocka's own creation. Why, then, asked somebody, had he spoken so strongly against it? Here Dual looked very sly. That, he said, was Comrade Dershocka's cunning. He had seemed to oppose the windmill, simply as a manoeuvre to get rid of Dork Lord, who was a dangerous character and a bad influence. Now that Dork Lord was out of the way, the plan could go forward without his interference. This, said Dual, was something called tactics. He repeated a number of times, "Tactics, comrades, tactics!" skipping round and whisking his tail with a merry laugh. The animals were not certain what the word meant, but Dual spoke so persuasively, and the three dogs who happened to be with him growled so threateningly, that they accepted his explanation without further questions.
 
:::Laughs at limp dick Pickle cycling through the thread with his duals:::

You should get more people to use them, like Messenger did. Saves the blatant appearance of you having no life whatsoever.

You're no different to the so-called DLA!
 
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My IRL Dream... All Badlanders plz Read!

Warning! This IS a real dream I had, and I'm wondering if I should use this idea, and add onto it, making it into a movie. Please tell me what you think. As well as what you think about my dream in general.

J&L is driving his car on his way to see his friend Sarah. As he pulls into her apartment complex, his way is blocked by many police cars with their lights flashing.
J&L: "Mother fucker."
Turning around and trying to go the opposite way, a few more police cars drive in and block his way. Being very scared, he speeds off in another direction. Police show up to block that way as well. Scared out of his life, J&L runs out of his car sprinting for a place to hide.
Police: "Freeze!" They shouted at him. This caused J&L to look back while running. As soon as his head turned back around, he saw a small glimpse of a tall man with a mustache. Before J&L could stop himself from running into the man, he punched J&L in the face causing J&L to lose conciseness.

J&L awoke to another younger looking man standing over him with and outstretched arm, and a big smile on his face.
Young man 1: "Hey buddy! Welcome, to the real world!"
Another young man walks over to him looking very discusted.
Young man 2: "What!?"
Young man 1: "I just always wanted to say that... shut the fuck up Dual."
J&L: "Dual? What the fuck is going on here? Where am I? Who are you?"
Young man 1: "Ha! It's me dooder! It's Jack!"
J&L: "Wha... Jack who?
Jack: "You know. From Troll Kingdom?"
J&L: "Troll kingdom!? What!? Jack!? How do you know who I am! What the hell am I doing here!?" An little older man comes up to J&L and pulls him to his feet."
Dork Lord: "Hey J&L. Calm down. There's a good reason for all of this."
J&L: "Pickle?"
Dork Lord: "Heh. How'd you know?"
J&L: "Just a hunch I guess."
Loktar: "Hey dude. It's Loktar. We're all here. Just look around."
J&L takes a look around and sees a huge group of people all spread out in what seemed to be a park setting. He noticed two men in the corner with their arms folded, looking rather pissed off. J&L recognized the man on the right as the man he saw who punched him.
J&L: *Very mad* "Hey you! What the fuck is your problem?! Why the fuck did you punch me!?" Loktar comes over and restrains J&L.
Loktar: "Easy dude. Don't worry about it. He did it to bring you here."
J&L: "And who the fuck is that!?"
Dork Lord: "Ha ha! Can't you tell by his pissy personallity? That's Gagh, man!"
J&L: "Fucking Gagh..."
Jack: "Ha! Yep! And the one standing next to him looking straight at me is messy!"
Jack smiles and waves to messenger. Messenger in turn flips off Jack. Just then another man walks up wearing sunglasses and a suit.
Dershocka: "Hey J&L. How's it goin? Good to see ya."
J&L: "And just who the hell are you supposed to be?"
Dershocka: *takes off sunglasses* "It's Dershocka, man." Dershocka then does some bad michael jackson moves and then shakes J&L's hand.
J&L: "Um... ya. Well... It's good to finally meet you all but what the hell are we all doing here? What the hell am I doing here?"
Woman: "I can answer that for you." J&L turns around to see three women walking toward him.
Woman: "Hello J&L. Remember those police?"
J&L: "Yeah..."
Woman: "They were trying to arest you dear. As well as all of us."
J&L: "Missmanners!?"
Missmanners: *smiles* "You catch on quick."
J&L: "Where are we?"
Missmanners: "A place that's safe...for now."
The woman on the right walks over and hugs J&L.
Love Child: "It's good to see you."
J&L: "Wait a minute, I know that voice! Mirah..." J&L wraps his arms around Love Child and hugs her back. A few seconds later, Love Child pulls away and slaps J&L across the face.
J&L "Ah! What the fuck was that for!"
Love Cunt: "You should know by now that I have a split personality J&L." J&L smiles, then turns to the women on the right who is stairing at him with her mouth open in shock. J&L immediately recognizes her and flinched. J&L smiles.
J&L: "Hey."
SuN: "J&L!? But you're...!"[/B]
Missmanners: "SuN! We use are usernames so we can still remain somewhat anonymous to the police and each other.
SuN: "Right sorry."
Missmanners: "So then dear, tell me how you think we found you."
J&L: *Very mad* "Cacophony told you who I was..."
Missmanners: "Very good. And why you think they wanted us all arrested?"
J&L: "Well it's got to have to do with trolling. But that doesn't make sence! Even if you piss off the wrong people, they can't do anything about it! Right?"
Missmanners: "Apperantly they can do plenty dear."
A young man just then comes up and hugs missmanners from the side.
Young man: "Sup faggot."
J&L: "Hello Failconarg. It looks as tho everything anyone's ever said about you was right."
Falconarg then thinks to himself for a minute and shugs his shoulders.
Falconarg: "Meh..."
Missmanners pats Falconarg on the head.
Missmanners: "Hello there dear. J&L and I are talking right now, so would you mind going back over there and continue playing with Hero? I'll be right back ok?"
Falconarg nods and runs away.
J&L: "Where's Sniper Kitty?"
Missmanners: "Sorry J&L. We weren't able to track Sniper Kitty down. Nobody knows anything about her. Er... or him. Or whatever."
J&L thinks to himself, smiles, and then nods.
J&L: "I see. It's alright. SK can take care of SK's self."
Dual: "MM, hows about we fill the kid in on what's going on here."
J&L: "Fuck you Dual! But yeah. Please fill me in."
Missmanners: *smiles* "Lets take a walk J&L."

[And then I woke up]
 
MOAR

but whys everyone seem so nice.? I dont picture TKers hugging and shaking hands, but its still very interesting.

MOAR
 
J&L Massacres said:
Warning! This IS a real dream I had, and I'm wondering if I should use this idea, and add onto it, making it into a movie. Please tell me what you think. As well as what you think about my dream in general.
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A lot of my better ideas have come from dreams as well. I will read this later, when my brain is capable to giving it the attention it desrves.
 
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