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After finally viewing "Signs and Portents," I lapsed into Arc Fever. In my delirium, the following commercial formed in my mind. My apologies to Joe, B5, and Zima. All in good fun, of course... ===== CAPTION ON SCREEN: "Zigns and Portents." [ The Man with the Hat stands in C&C, looking into the camera. ] Man: Zay you've been exploring out on the Rim... [ Cut to G'Kar's quarters. Morden is speaking to G'Kar. ] Morden: What do you want? G'Kar: [ Simply ] Beer. Morden: But what do you *want?* G'Kar: I want something that goes down smooth, with no aftertaste. A tall forty-ouncer, ice cold, and I'd like to drink it all out of a Centauri skull. Morden: And then what? G'Kar: [ Surprised ] I don't know. As long as I don't get a hangover, I don't know that it matters. Morden: [ A trace of disappointment? ] I see. Well, thank you for your time, ambassador. [ Turns to leave ] Good day. [ Leaves ] [ Quick cut to outside Londo's quarters. Morden is now talking to Londo, who clearly seems annoyed by Morden's presence. ] Morden: What do you want? Londo: [ Sighs ] Do you really want to know what *I* want? Do you really want to know the truth? I want alcohol beverages to be like they used to be, with lots of ethanol, and a taste like Alka-Seltzer Cold Formula. I want a rebirth of clear, cheap swill. Does that answer your question? [ Turns to leave ] Morden: [ Under breath ] Yes. Yes it does. Ambassador? [ Londo turns. Morden approaches him, and takes him gently by the arm. ] Morden: Come on. Let's go to Happy Daze. Londo: Happy Daze? What for? Morden: Have a drink or two. Zima? Londo: [ Breaks into a bemused smile ] Zima's good... [ Both leave ] [ Cut to C&C again, with the Man in the Hat. He addresses the audience again. ] Man: [ In loud whisper ] Zima's a unique alcohol beverage... [ Cut to Happy Daze. Morden and Londo enter, and approach the bartender. ] Bartender: What'll you have? Morden: Zima. [ Bartender turns to take two bottles from the many crates behind him marked "Zima." He places them on the bar. Morden comes closer to take them. Suddenly, Kosh steps between Morden and the bottles. He has an unusually odd sway about him. ] Kosh: < buzz click whir gargle > They are not for you. Morden: [ Face hardening ] Why not? Kosh: < squeak bubble whiz pop > They are mine. [ Odd hiccuping sound comes from the translator. ] Leave this place. Go. Now. [ Kosh turns to take the bottles. Suddenly, a longish-haired human intervenes, and takes the bottles. Other humans rush behind the bar and grab the crates. ] Human: [ Speaking into communicator. ] Six to One. We have the sauce. We're ready to go. [ Turns with the rest of the raiders to run out of the bar. Sinclair and Garibaldi rush in, and a brief firefight ensues. The raiders get away. ] [ Cut to just outside the station. A small ship darts out and enters a waiting transport, which turns and vanishes into a newly-formed jump point, which itself vanishes. ] [ Cut to Happy Daze, somewhat later. Sinclair, Garibaldi, Londo, and Ladira sit around a table, dejectedly sipping ordinary beer, except for Garibaldi, who instead has his requisite water. Ladira looks into the sudsy surface of her beer, and sees the transport ship come out of a jump point. Almost immediately, a *very* large, dark ship, with many spikes, appears out of nothingness. A beam lances out from it and strikes the transport, cutting it into ribbons in seconds. In surprise, Ladira drops her beer, and the mug shatters to pieces on the floor. ] Londo: [ Dejectedly ] Light beer that bad, Milady? [ Cut to Londo's quarters, later still. Londo stands in the middle of the main room, a disgusted look on his face. He belches, and then grimaces, as though a bad taste has just welled up in his mouth. His door chimes, but he ignores it. After a moment, it chimes again. ] Londo: All right. What's one more annoyance? Enter! [ The door opens. It is Morden, carrying a cloth-covered box. ] Morden: Good evening, ambassador. Londo: You? Go away! It's late. I'm in no mood for your games. Morden: I'm leaving shortly - I got what I came for. But before I go, a gift, from friends you don't know you have. [ Morden gives the box to Londo. Londo turns, and removes the cloth, revealing a charred box. He opens it. Inside are several bottles of Zima. ] [ Quick cut to the Man with a Hat in C&C, who thrusts a bottle of Zima towards the camera. Cut back to Londo. ] Londo: [ With shock and surprise ] Zima! How? [ He turns, and notices that Morden is gone. He runs out the door, thinking Morden has walked out. Loudly- ] Come back and have a drink, eh? How can I ever find you to repay you? Morden: [ Voice is disembodied ] We will find you, ambassador. We will find you, in the morning... [ Fade to black. The Zima logo fades in in the middle of the screen, then back out. ] ===== Dave... ===== David S. Pieczkiewicz, B. A. dsp3@falcon.cc.ukans.edu Department of Anthropology dsp3@po.cwru.edu University of Kansas, Lawrence (913) 864-4103 Back

 

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