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We Must Press Forward, Hucka D., 02 August 21, 2009

Filed under: Hucka D.,Lemmon,Petemond,Sunklands — baker Blinker @ 7:23 am

Hucka D.:

I’m ready to talk about Petemond more now. Others are as well. Lemon.

bb:

Lemon?

Hucka D.:

Do you wish to see?

bb:

Er… sure.

Lemon:

Good evening to ya, baker. baker b. baker Beach. (snickers)

bb:

Are you really, um, Lemon, like Marty described it?

Lemon:

Sort of.

bb:

Another variant?

Lemon:

Another world. What did you see?

bb:

Hmmm… well, if you’re talking about Lemon World I saw the Hidalgo collage series. Is that what you mean?

Lemon:

Sure we can head that way chum. Chump. Seriously: chum.

bb:

Do you know me, then?

Lemon:

We all know you, baker b. All us variants from Sunklands. I am heart.

bb (repeating what Lemon said):

I am heart.

Lemon (facetiously):

Oh, you too?

bb:

And Marty is the head, the whirly brain bits?

Lemon:

Good, yeah. But: no. Ok, maybe.

bb:

Beetles we’re talking about here. With the double “e”s.

Lemon:

You went into my world.

bb:

Baker Bloch did, with Hucka D. Do you know Hucka D.?

Lemon (in weird echoey growl):

Uhhhhhhhhh.

bb:

Strange.

Lemon (repeats sound):

Uhhhhhhhhh.

Hucka D.:

Lemon, ladies and gentlemen. He’ll return soon with a tune. In the meantime, we have, well, who do we have?

bb:

Plant? (pause) Marty?

Hucka D.:

Let’s try something different. You up for this? Let’s try a whole, damn town.

bb:

Petemond?

Hucka D.:

Right. You ready? I’ll have to really concentrate for this.

bb:

OK.

Hucka D.:

Here it comes. (a flood of voices fill the air, one by one they disappear until only one remains, chanting some indecipherable, yes, it was a song. Or tune).

Hucka D.:

I’ll translate (the voice stops singing and transforms into dialog). Hold on… “Inky doo. Oblong. Whadda you wanna me to do for you? O’kay. Understand? Whadda you want?”

Hucka D.:

You are Petemond?

Petemond:

Iky don’t. Whadda you for here to do you? Easily understand me.

Hucka D.:

Can you describe what you are?

Petemond:

Inky diddlydoo don’t. We are town and country working together.

Hucka D.:

Are you collage?

Petemond:

Piddly do don’t. We are Rose on the Hill and Hidal gotta go.

Hucka D.:

I’ll take that for a yes.

Petemond:

For a yes, no. Do da.

Hucka D.:

Don’t.

Petemond:

Do da.

Hucka D.:

Lemon is, was inside you. Lemon do da don’t icky foo?

Petemond:

Lemon don’t da do inky font.

Hucka D. (to bb):

He says Lemon is there still. (to Petemond): Inky do da don’t icky do de dum. Lemon da Petemond icky don’t?

Petemond:

We far understand you better most any time now.

Hucka D. (to bb):

There’s a translation problem. We may have to continue another night.

Petemond:

Ickle dickle do de dum don’t da. Weiner eeple to two e two e.

Hucka D.:

Yes, another night it is. Thank you Petemond.

bb:

Thank you Hucka D. And Petemond. And Lemon.

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