When EvilBill ressurected the Church of Blood

[Shikon]

This is a parady of Monty Python and the Holy Grail that I wrote June of '04. What was happening in the city at the time Archangel was trying to be 'a force' in the city. This was written before their war.

[music]
[music stops]
ARCHANGEL:
Aaaagh!
[music]
[music stops]
ARCHANGEL:
Aaagh!
BABY PIRE:
Ooh!
[music]
[music stops]
[stab]
ARCHANGEL:
Aagh!
BABY PIRE:
Oh!
[EvilBill music]
Ooh! Uuh.
[music stops]
ARCHANGEL:
Aaaagh!
[clang]
ARCHANGEL and GREEN KNIGHT:
Agh!, oh!, etc.

BABY PIRE:
Aaaaaah! Aaaaaaaaah!
[woosh]
[ARCHANGEL kills BABY PIRE]
[thud]
[scrape]
ARCHANGEL:
Umm!
[clop clop clop]

REV. EVILBILL:
You fight with the blood of many quizzes, Sir Knight.
[pause]
I am REv. EvilBill, Reverend of the Church of Blood.
[pause]
I seek the finest and the bravest in the land to join me in my Church.
[pause]

You have proved yourself somewhat… possibly.. (hell who are we kidding.. it’s the script) worthy. Will you join me?
[pause]
You make me sad. So be it. Come, Refugee.
ARCHANGEL:
None shall pass.
REV. EVILBILL:
What?
ARCHANGEL:
None shall pass.
REV. EVILBILL:
Sir, I will cross this bridge.
ARCHANGEL:
Then you shall die.
REV. EVILBILL:
I command you, as Reverend of the Church of Blood to , to stand aside or Die.
ARCHANGEL:
I move for no man.
REV. EVILBILL:
So be it!
REV. EVILBILL and ARCHANGEL:
Aaah!, hiyaah!, etc.
[REV. EVILBILL chops the ARCHANGEL's left arm off]

REV. EVILBILL:
Now stand aside, adversary. Admit defeat.
ARCHANGEL:
'Tis but a scratch.
REV. EVILBILL:
A scratch? Your arm's off!
ARCHANGEL:
No, it isn't.
REV. EVILBILL:
Well, what's that, then?
ARCHANGEL:
I've had worse.
REV. EVILBILL:
You liar!
ARCHANGEL:
Come on, you pansy!
[clang]
Huyah!
[clang]
Hiyaah!
[clang]
Aaaaaaaah!
[REV. EVILBILL chops the ARCHANGEL's right arm off]

REV. EVILBILL:
Victory is mine!
[kneeling]
We thank Thee Lord, that in Thy mer--
ARCHANGEL:
Hah!
[kick]
Come on, then.
REV. EVILBILL:
What?
ARCHANGEL:
Have at you!
[kick]
REV. EVILBILL:
Eh. You are indeed brave, Archangel, but the fight is mine.
ARCHANGEL:
Oh, had enough, eh?
REV. EVILBILL:
Look, you stupid bastard. You've got no arms left.
ARCHANGEL:
Yes, I have.
REV. EVILBILL:
Look!
ARCHANGEL:
Just a flesh wound.
[kick]
REV. EVILBILL:
Look, stop that.
ARCHANGEL:
Chicken!
[kick]
Chickennn!
REV. EVILBILL:
Look, I'll have your leg.
[kick]
Right!
[whop]
[REV. EVILBILL chops the ARCHANGEL's right leg off]

ARCHANGEL:
Right. I'll do you for that!
REV. EVILBILL:
You'll what?
ARCHANGEL:
Come here!
REV. EVILBILL:
What are you going to do, bleed on me?
ARCHANGEL:
I'm invincible!
REV. EVILBILL:
You're a looney.
ARCHANGEL:
The Archangel always triumphs! Have at you! Come on, then.
[whop]
[REV. EVILBILL chops the ARCHANGEL's last leg off]

ARCHANGEL:
Oh? All right, we'll call it a draw.
REV. EVILBILL:
Come, Refugee.
ARCHANGEL:
Oh. Oh, I see. Running away, eh? You yellow bastards! Come back here and take what's coming to you. I have lots of quizzes! I'll bite your legs off!