CHARACTER SIDES FOR ÔMISS MARYÕ

©2009 Angus Kittler Reid

 

The boys enter ÔMISS MARYÕS ACADEMY OF REFINEMENT FOR ROBBING, ROVING RAIDERSÕ. They are met in the foyer by MISS MARY, an attractive, well-dressed woman with an eyepatch and a hook for a hand.

 

Jamey quickly whispers to Wert:

 

                                    JAMEY

                        Just play along.

 

                                    MISS MARY

Welcome! Are you boys villainous?

 

                                    JAMEY (improvising)

Um, he is. HeÕd like to develop it to its full potential.

 

Wert plays along.

                                    WERT

Arrr!

 

                                    MISS MARY

Well, here at Miss MaryÕs, we believe that just because a dismembering injury has condemned you to a life of piracy doesnÕt mean you must live without manners. Piracy has a long and glorious tradition, and we have a holistic approach that aims to make you the best pirate you can be, with a full appreciation for the social and artistic traditions of the lifestyle. If you enroll here, youÕll find thereÕs much more to piracy than just robbing, rampaging, and kidnapping.

 

They pass a pirate who is playing a guitar, using his hooked hand on the strings.

 

                                    MISS MARY

                        Good strumming! A lack of culture is the true dismembering injury.

 

                                    JAMEY

SoÉ this is like a pirate finishing school? How are their grades?

 

She sighs.

 

                                    MISS  MARY

Well, they could aim a bit higher. It seems they only yearn for the high CÕs.

 

                                    JAMEY

You mentioned kidnapping. Do you have a place where you keep those people?

 

                                    MISS MARY

IÕm afraid our dungeon is off limits to visitors. You mustnÕt go down there.

 

            JAMEY

Okay, weÕll be sure not to go... Ôdown thereÕ where exactly?

 

Miss Mary looks at them suspiciously.

 

                                    JAMEY

                        We just want to know where it is so we can not go there!

 

                                    MISS MARY

                        The basement, east wing. ItÕs protected by the Fan Defense.

 

                                    JAMEY

Fan defense. right. Well, we wonÕt go there!

 

                                    MISS MARY

Be sure you donÕt! IÕve still got one good eye!

 

She gestures dramatically toward her one good eye with her hooked hand, but misjudges the distance and manages to poke herself.

 

            MISS MARY

Ow! JustÉ no depth perception.

 

The boys, seeing their opportunity, run off down the stairs.