fandomhigh | Scoobying Workshop #7, Afternoon 7/4/2006 (Main Campfire)

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Xander is...totally not here. There's just his laptop sitting on a log, and Rory standing next to it. When everybody's assembled, she presses a key, and a recording fills the screen.

Xander (soldtoarmenians)	A face that might be... slightly familiar behind the glasses, even-bushier-than-usual eyebrows, giant somewhat plasticky looking nose, and fuzzy mustache, looked out at the viewer, looming above Willow, who appeared to be tied to a chair. Of course, the loominess might be the effect of the camera being low to the floor. A dog's-eye view, possibly. "Muahahahahaha," laughed the villain, with a villainous tone. In an artificially-gruff voice, he added, "Xander couldn't be there today, because I, his Evil Alternate Personality ^TM...um...Xandino, have taken over his body. I've also kidnapp~~inat~~ed Willow. Because I'm evil like that."
Willow (willbedone)	There was a pause as though somebody - we're not mentioning names here - had briefly forgotten her lines. "Oh! Yes!" Willow said, trying to make 'Help me' eyes at the camera. "He's so evil! Extremely! Also? This rope is very scratchy and this is in no way a comfy chair."
Xander (soldtoarmenians)	"And if you meddling kids don't get here in time to rescue her, I'm going to force her to watch..." The Evil Villain lowered his voice to a loud, terrible whisper. "That episode of Wendy the Werewolf Stalker where Wendy and Ryan have the unsexiest sex ever for fifty-five godawful minutes. And I'll tape her eyes open!"
Willow (willbedone)	Willow didn't have to act her look of disgust. Or her attempt to get away. "No! Never! Somehow I will escape from these tight, confining ropes that are holding me down and - " Willow paused, momentarily breaking what amounted to her character. "You had to do this while Peter was out of town? Really?"
Xander (soldtoarmenians)	There was a pause, during which Xand...ino stared at her like he was mentally filing that particular comment away under OMG THINGS I DID NOT WANT TO KNOW WILLOW AND I HAD IN COMMON AND WILL DO MY BEST TO FOREVER ERADICATE FROM MY MEMORY. Then there was a cough that sounded suspiciously like "line...," and the astute observer might note him poking her gently on the shoulder.
Willow (willbedone)	Willow gave him a Look, and continued. "So yes! Please save me, members of the Scoobying class! It doesn't matter which one of you comes FIRST, or that you may have to search all over town and each FLOOR OF THE DORMS for a ROOM that might, you know, belong to somebody who looks like XANDER...ino."
Xander (soldtoarmenians)	"That's Xandino! And that's enough outta you, missy!" Xand..er..dino reached offscreen for something, and returned holding a piece of duct tape. Or possibly several pieces of masking tape stuck together and cleverly painted to look like duct tape. He placed it ~~lightly~~ viciously over her mouth.
Willow (willbedone)	Willow did her best to try to shout "Help!" ~~while trying to make sure she didn't accidentally dislodge the tape~~ in spite of her oh so vicious and cruel new gag.
Xander (soldtoarmenians)	From behind her, there was a loud, "RIBBIT?" The Evil Xandino turned and put a finger to his lips, right under the bushy mustache. "You shut up too, Jerem...mino, and quit yer whining. No, they won't get here in time to rescue her, 'cause they have to do the in-class exercise first. Or Rory'll cry, and they're all too goody goody to make Rory cry. Plus they're not smart enough to team up to track us down, and the fish that keeps moving around on the door will just confuse them, which means none of them will get any of the delicious--" He coughed. "Cidigookidigies whidigich Idigi adigam nidigot tidigellidiging thidigem adigabidigout sidigo thidigere."
*(cough)*	From offscreen again, but this time as if it's right behind the camera, came a loud trumpeting sound. "Oh, don't you start!" Xandino said. "Cut! That's a wrap!"

The screen goes dark.

[Is open! Posted early due to various people's holiday schedules. Final thread is open as well.]

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"Please tell us," Zack added. "That way we don't have drug or hit you."

"You can't do either," Bridge points out, "because the camp area is under surveillance, and you'd get caught."

Cordelia pouted. "For the sake of friendship, then?" she asked, batting her eyelashes.

"Plus, you're a possible accessory to a kidnapping," Zack pointed out. "Provided we don't do any permanent damage I'm sure we could make a case justifing any actions we take."

Cordelia quickly glances at Zack, visibly impressed.

She turns to Bridge. "Yeah!" she adds helpfully.

"Also, I've spent the past six years training at a police academy. Which probably gives me the upper hand when it comes to physical confrontation, I think."

"Hence the drugging you option," Zack said.

Cordelia suppressed a giggle. "Okay, but we'd really rather not drug you. So you could just freely give us information because you're such a swell guy?"

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