Ed: "The author has asked me to relay that he is DIRE NEED OF IDEAS! Geez, poeple, are you not getting the message!!? Give the author some ideas, or stop making requests, you morons!"
Udon: "Um...Ed? I think that was a little too harsh."
Ed: "Hey, you asked me to get the message out, and it's getting out. You've got no room to complain."
Udon: "You know, I could very easily stick Roy into this skit, you know?"
Ed: "Alright, alright, I'm sorry, poeple...jeez!"
Udon: "Eh...heheh...seriously, poeple, needing ideas here! You can't just say "write more," you've got to give me an idea, even if it's a letter to one of the characters. You could even take the role of one of the other characters to do it, but do something."
Ed: "Yeah, that'll convince 'em. Please, oh please, give me ideas
Udon: "Well, it's better than you're Gimme ideas or else
Ed: "Oh yeah!?"
*They rabble rouse for the remainder of the skit.*
EDIT: Sorry, didn'y see yours there, Ailuro!
Ed: "Why are we in a lifeboat?"
Al: "I don't know, but this is an interesting crayon."
Ed: "Al, would you put the crayon away and help me figure out why we're here?"
Al: "It's 'Prussian Blue.'"
Ed: "That's very interesting. Now, for the love of god, Al, you're driving me crazy."
Roy: *Mysteriously pops out fot he water* "You'll never get anywehre simply by asking "why am I here?" all the time."
Ed: "Roy? Why are you in the water?"
Roy: *Shrugs* "Riza took the last lifeboat."
Ed: "Touch luck. Wanna ride?"
Al: "Prussian Blue! It's so pretty!"
Roy: "What's with him?"
Ed: "I dunno."
*Silence. Well, except for Al, who for some reason or another is captivated by his newfound crayon.*
Roy: "So, why are we here?"
Ed: "Back to that again, I see."
Roy: "No, I mean, existentially. What's our purpose in life?"
Ed: "To live."
Roy: "One should not make his way cautiously through life only to arrive safely at death."
Ed: "Life is a series of lessons learned long after you really needed them."
Al: "Hee hee! Prussian Blue!"
Roy: "If at first you don't succeed, redefine success."
Ed: "That which doesn't kill you postpones the inevitable."
Al: "Pretty crayon..."
Roy: "When life gives you lemons, make grape juice. Then sit back and let the world wonder how you did it."
Ed: "Hard Work often pays off after time, but procrastination always pays off now."
Roy: "I like that one."
Ed: "Hasn't failed me yet."
Al: "Oh no! It fell in the water!"
Ed: "Well, pick it up. Wax floats, doesn't it?"
Al: "It's drifting away!"
Ed: "Let it go, I'm not getting it."
Al: "You're so mean..."
Roy: "Remember: It's always darkest just before it goes pitch black."
Ed: "Back to that again? Ok, um...oh, I got one: You can do anything you set your mind to when you have the vision, determination, and an endless supply of expendable labor."
Roy: "Add in a few water logged alchemists, and you have the modern military."
Ed: "...With a whinning suit of armor as its anchor."
Al: *crying* "My crayon..."
Roy: "How long have we been floating?"
Ed: "About two minutes."
Roy: "Ah. And do we yet have any idea why we're here, or do we need to philosophize a bit more?"
Ed: "I dunno, I was getting bored with that.
Riza: "Hey, guys, need a lift?"
Roy: "Riza? Where'd you come from?"
Riza: "The beach. It's about ten feet in that direction. Oh, and the lifeguard said to return this to you."
*She holds out a long blue object*
Al: "My crayon!"
Wow...that was deep. Man, I whipped out some of the big guns on that one. Hope that stirred a few thoughts.
Wow, and not one Roy x Ed moment. Silly me
Udon will be away at a cousin's wedding from Friday till Sunday, but I should be back up Sunday night, if not, Monday afternoon. Sorry, guys, you'll have to live without my skits for a while.
(But I still might do one or two tonight, so post your ideas!)
My Karma ran over your Dogma.