Entertainment

CL7 Queen of the Universe

Episode 10: Minions At her desk in the bowels of the Entertainment depratment, Queen Demon, having survived nigh on a year in charge of the team, surveys the rank upon rank of cages and pauses, fingers over the keyboard of a beaten old Commodore 64, staring at the legend 10 "print Queen D" 20 "Goto 10"; and wonders why she can't have a Spectrum. Still, she muses over the life of ENT and wonders, in a vaguely heroic way, where does it come from? this quest? This need to solve life's mysteries and create weekly Trivia events, when the simplest of questions can never be answered without being inundated by SPs. Why are we here? What is the soul? Why do we dream? Why do birds, suddenly appear, everytime you are near? Perhaps we'd be better off not looking at all, at least, not into the cages of a Friday night after the pubs turn out. Not delving, not yearning. That's not Entertainment's nature. Not the human heart. That is not why we are here. This quest of ours, this need to solve life's mysteries, to remind you that there's a Holiday coming up, to grab screencaps of that time you told Iain you loved the way he wore glitter, the Simming... oh the simming with twenty Darths and one meek little Jedi. In the end, what does it matter what we did over the last year, or the last ten, when we did it together, just for the sheer hell of it and to have fun? We're all Minions. Among you. In the shadows. In the light. Everywhere. Some don't even know it yet... Take the Trivia ATL, who can pull questions out of her ear, the Spec_ops leader, invulnerable to all forms of Dark Jedi mind tricks, or the newest Minion, with his ability to down a whole nine inch pizza without first cutting it into slices! Special all, and only proving what Entertainment Minions have known since time began, when we embrace what lies within, our potential has no limit. The future is filled with promise ... the present, rife with expectation. As Queen Demon didn't at all plagerise from Mohinder Suresh (but why break the habit now?) Who among the world of strangers will hold our hand. Touch our hearts and share the pain of trying. We dream of hope. We dream of change, of love. And then it happens. The dream becomes real and the answer to this quest, this need to solve life's mysteries, finally shows itself like the glowing light of a server surge. So much struggle to beat Iain at Star Trek Trivia, for purpose. And in the end, we find it only in each other -- our shared experience of the fantastic ... the mundane... the Notwerk. The simple human need to find a kindred ... to connect ... and to know in our hearts that we are not alone. We are Entertainment, and we're rule! Queen Demon types run and smirks. Yearbook entry finished, she goes back to playing Guitar Hero.