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CARNE'S MOISTURE DETECTION FRIEND--CUP 13--"DONAMIN ROOSTAL"
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(Cup SRcm013, Created v2 (6/7/99), Copyright 1999)

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A crummy little office.

"Pacer," Carne said, "come on in. Come on in. You're not going to believe this, but your cousin Clawe just called."

"Yeah?" Pacer said, sitting down in a messed-up office chair.

"Yes indeed. And the news is unbelievable--he just got back from a meeting with Pime's people, and somehow, not only did we get our money, but they gave Clawe full oversight control!"

"And what does that mean, exactly?"

"It means, Pacer, that Lemon Darkider Industries now has one billion dollars in the bank. And the only person we have to answer to is your cousin!"

"Uh-huh. So what does Pime get out of the deal?"

"It's a sweetheart deal for us. All he wanted was for us to pay him back the billion dollars, plus a little interest, a minimum of 25 percent of our net profits per quarter."

"And that's good?"

Carne stood up.

"Pacer, come on, wake up! We got it! We--our company--has a billion dollars in the bank. We have all the money we need to build Darkider! And we have full control!"

Pacer shook his head slowly.

"Wow... wow, Carne. I mean, I was just expecting this to be another fucked-up little episode, another of our failed ventures we can look back at and laugh at. I mean, where the hell do we begin, building something like this?"

"First," Carne said, "we get a better office. Then, we start hiring people."

"Yeah, man! A new office! It's gotta be awesome! It's gotta rule! Indoor waterfalls and rivers! Fake Windows with cool animatroic shit behind them! Fiber optics!"

Carne held up his hand and shook his head.

"No, no, wait. I don't wanna start getting all irresponsible. I don't want to let this money ruin our sanity. We'll get a decent office, but none of the fancy stuff, yet. I mean, eventually, our offices will be inside of Darkider--I mean, that's my plan--so THEN we can have an office like that, with waterfalls and stuff."

"Okay, man. Okay. Whatever."

"But we do have one more issue to deal with today."

"Yeah? What?"

"Remember I told you about the guy who was making that movie? Well, he called me today. He's a really nice guy. His name is Donamin Roostal. He was very upset--Pime's people aren't returning his calls, and he can't find any alternate funding. He says the movie, 'Feriend Expandling', is a very personal work, and traditional movie studios wouldn't understand it."

"So what does he want us to do about it?"

"The thing is, Pacer, I told him that if we got the money, that we'd fund the completion of the film."

"WHAT?"

"Ah, come on. All he needs is like 10 or 15 million dollars. And I figured it was good luck for us to offer it to him. And as it turned out, it was good luck, right?"

"But Carne man, that's 15 million dollars less cool shit in Darkider!"

"Now come on--we have a BILLION DOLLARS. That's a thousand million dollars. Do you understand what I'm talking about? Say you had a thousand dollars, all one dollar bills. Now, imagine that each dollar bill becomes a MILLION dollar bill. That's what we're dealing with here."

"Yeah--hey man, I just realized stuff. Now that I'm a billionaire, I can get hot chicks!"

"Look, just don't get into that frame of mind, okay? YOU are not a billionaire. Or even a millionaire. It's the company's money. We'll draw a salary, but it's not going to be astronomical."

"So what are you saying--that we have all this money but we can't spend it?"

"Not on ourselves!"

"This sucks, Pacer said. "And you wanna go and throw 15 million bucks at this Rooster guy... it makes no sense."

"The guy's name is Roostal. Donamin Roostal. I read about him in some magazines awhile back, in fact."

"So now we absolutely have to give him the money?"

"Look Pacer, we're not just GIVING him the money--we're funding the post-production of the movie. That's all."

"Great. And we're not gonna get any creative control at all?"

"Come on Pacer, have some compassion. We were worried about Jay Pime having creative control over us--and now you want to have creative control over Roostal?"

"All I'm saying is, okay, that I don't want to waste money on some piece of shit project. You know?"

"Well, look. I'm going to be very busy with the new office and hiring the main designers. Why don't you go and see Roostal, see where he's at? Because I was thinking that, depending on the nature of 'The Feriend Expandling', we could incorporate it into Darkider. Also, I've been thinking that I really want to do something with film loops--you know--like in 'If You Had Wings' and the Mexico ride in EPCOT? I really like the look and feel of the actual film. You can ask him if he'd be interested in working on that for us, with various themes. Oh, and also see if he has any other projects or anything that might be appropriate for Darkider."

"Alright. Whatever."

"Come on Pacer--it could be cool having a guy like Roostal involved! I told you, I read about him in some magazines. If he's into it, he could really help he Darkider project."


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