Here's a scene for Liosan - Yellow please give it a once over to check I dont give anything away you dont want revealed.
Ray and Spengler walk along an alley behind a run-down apartment building.
"This is the place right?"
"Yeah, it's the address from the call."
"Let's hope it isnt another wild goose chase."
Doodle-doo doo-dit doo-dit, Doodle-doo doo-dit doo-dit doo - I aint afraid of no ghosts!
"Where did that come from - you heard it too right?"
"Yeah, hold on..."
Spengler pulls out a paranormal metering device and takes a couple of readings.
"There's definitely something wierd going on in there. Something very wierd."
"Should we wait for Venkman and Winston?"
"They're around here somewhere, but I cant seem to get hold of them."
"Shit, we may not have much time, let's go check it out so long"
The two walk into the building, a whole assortment of odd characters await them inside. A fridge is slowly revolving in middair, which everyone is pointedly ignoring. A debate is raging about how much noise ghosts actually make, and how often a day.
"Well, the instruments indicate one of these people definitely has something to do with it, but I cant seem to get a fix."
"None of them look particularly like a ghost to me. Why is there a cowboy in here?"
"This is New York - he's probably a performance artist or something."
"Look, he even has a horse. That cant be hygenic."
"Never mind him, we cant be sure who it is."
The crowd notices the newcomers and quiets down. Someone from the crowd points at them and says "That guy has GOT to be a ghost, my weak gut just knows it."
"Huh?" comes a chorus of replies.
"Look, I'm willing to bet my lucky baseball card he's the reason all this is happening."
"But he only just got here."
"We ALL only just got here - It must be him."
Ray steps forward into the room smiling. "Sure I'm a ghost" he says. "A Ghost-Bu.."
"See, I TOLD you!" an interrupting voice shouts.
"Wait, I'm not a ghost!"
"Are too"
"Am not!"
"Well you're acting like one"
"How so?"
"From what you just said"
"When?"
"Explain yourself!"
"What?"
"Exactly!"
The room erupts into confused shouting as everyone starts to bicker. A drunkard in the corner startles awake and looks around. "He'sh a ghosht an soo amigh" he says, before falling back to sleep, mumbling about girls with a tasty polish.
"Look, I can prove it." says Ray, pulling out his pocket knife. He makes a small prick in his thumb and a drop of blood wells out. "See - blood, therefore human."
"How we know ghosts dont bleed? Or it might be some kind of trick. That might be red ectoplasm or something. I think we're gonna have to test this ourselves boys."
A couple of people in the room pull out blades, ranging from a butterknife, to a machete. They each step up and give Ray a poke.
"I got some blood"
"yeah me too"
"Actually I got a LOT"
"Oh crap."
Ashen faced, Ray looks at the crowd. "Told you" he says, then falls over - dead. The cowbody rides over and looks down at the corpse. "Looks like one of you boys went an'd hit a - whatchamacallit - artery, ye did." He leans over and pulls a tag of the corpses chest. "Dr Raymond Stantz - GhostBuster" he reads. "Well fancy that."
Liosan (Silencer) is dead - He was Dr Raymond Stantz
This post has been edited by Path-Shaper: 04 December 2008 - 01:47 PM
Only someone with this much power could make this many frittatas without breaking any eggs.