User:Jocke Pirat/UnScript

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Aluza: On a certain day under a certain star someone would be born that would be .

[Raveren wakes up in a ship. A shirtless prisoner wakes him up.]

Lan: Jesus christ what the hell is wrong with you? Wake up! Wake up!

Raveren: Ahhh! Who the feck are you? Why are you blue? Where's your shirt? Why was I sleeping on a sack of rice?

Lan: It was crazy, man! You were shaking and shit all through the night and it was bad, man.

Raveren: I must have had some strong drugs. I don't know if I'm even on a boat.

Lan: I know, right?

Raveren: Why was I taking drugs?

Lan: They were getting suspicious of me and I had to vomit the condom up. I guess it broke when I shoved it down your throat.

Raveren vomits on the rice sack. A gaurd comes by.

Lan: Shh. Here comes the gaurd!

Gaurd #1: Woah...erm...yeah...

Raveren: A bit seasick.

Gaurd #1: I can see that...yeah. This is where you get off.