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Published on Sep 7, 2010
One of the panels at PAX. The Telltale folk get ideas for a script from the audience, get some people to do the voices of characters, and hash the scene together. Please excuse any lack of funny due to us all being amateurs.
Oh, and that Mr. Featherly? *points to self*
Here's the script, for those of you who can't quite hear it:
Noir Sam: It was a Kafka-esque and stormy night. There was a cone of silence around the joint.
Noir Sam: Who's your daddy and what does he do?
Winslow: Well, sir, I do fancy myself a map!
Noir Sam: You look dirtier than a muddy box of chicken strips! Why did you cross the road, tonight?
Mr. Featherly: I got nothing.
Noir Sam: Put your arms where I can see them, murderer!
Marzipan: Not on the first date, detective.
Noir Sam: All right. You're clearly up to no good. Put the d20 on the ground, slowly.
Tycho: Look here, you odious lout. I haven't killed someone in... at least two days.
Noir Sam: I doubt that!
(at this point, it was a prerecording and not the audience actors).
Tycho: It looks like the jig is up! And I would have gotten away with it, too, if it weren't for this meddling PAX panel!
Raptor: It was I! A velociraptor! Wahhahaha! *snarf*