{"id":137,"date":"2008-10-24T17:25:00","date_gmt":"2008-10-25T01:25:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/wwwold.sketchwar.org\/?p=137"},"modified":"2008-10-24T17:25:00","modified_gmt":"2008-10-25T01:25:00","slug":"doctor-dennis-peterman","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/sketchwar.org\/?p=137","title":{"rendered":"Doctor Dennis Peterman"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><i>(The Annual Mad Scientist Convention. DOCTOR ATROCITY is standing at a podium. He is accompanied by a drooling alligator\/human hybrid in chains, who glares at the assembled audience of mad scientists. DOCTOR ATROCITY reads off note cards.)<\/i><\/p>\n<p>DOCTOR ATROCITY<br \/>Therefore, you collective of sniveling puppets! Heed well my coming vengeance! Courtesy of my army of leidyosuccubi, you will soon unleash anguished cries you had no idea you were capable of!<br \/><i>(He flips to the next note card.)<\/i><br \/>The fortunate among you shall die quickly. And make no mistake \u2013 none of you shall die quickly! Thank you.<\/p>\n<p><i>(The assembled SCIENTISTS applaud heartily as DOCTOR ATROCITY leads his creature offstage. DOCTOR GERYON, MPhD enters.)<\/i><\/p>\n<p>DOCTOR GERYON<br \/>Thank you, Doctor Atrocity. And now the final speaker at the 178th Annual Mad Scientist Convention, Doctor Dennis Peterman.<\/p>\n<p><i>(DENNIS takes the stage to a smattering of unenthusiastic applause. He carries an easel with a tablecloth draped over it.)<\/i><\/p>\n<p>DENNIS<br \/>Thank you. It\u2019s good to see so many familiar faces. Um. Hold on.<br \/><i>(He sets up the easel and adjusts the height of the microphone.)<\/i><br \/>Sorry. Okay. Ahem. In this era of so-called \u201cconvenience\u201d meals, when everyone is \u201con-the-go,\u201d what we need is a utensil that combines the cradling powers of a spoon with the piercing powers of a fork. Gentlemen, I present to you the most recent diabolical abomination from the labs of Doctor Dennis Peterman, the Spork!<\/p>\n<p><i>(With a flourish, DENNIS pulls the tablecloth off the easel, revealing a highly technical blueprint of a spork. DENNIS gazes triumphantly at his audience. The audience is silent. Pause. Eventually, various SCIENTISTS begin speaking from the crowd.)<\/i><\/p>\n<p>DOCTOR MALEFICARUM<br \/>Can it be used as a weapon?<\/p>\n<p><i>(DENNIS is taken aback by the question for a moment.)<\/i><\/p>\n<p>DENNIS<br \/>If you mean a weapon against inconvenience and waste, then definitely! Ha, ha!<br \/><i>(Silence.)<\/i><br \/>I suppose, if it were made out of metal. By and large, I envision them being made out of plastic. But even so, I believe a more conventional fork would probably serve your purposes better.<\/p>\n<p>DOKTOR KOBOLD<br \/>What if it were made out of Asarium?<\/p>\n<p>DENNIS<br \/>I\u2019m sorry, \u201cAsarium\u201d?<\/p>\n<p>DOKTOR KOBOLD<br \/>The radioactive mineral. It melts people from the inside. I introduced it at last year\u2019s convention, and you all laughed!<\/p>\n<p>DOCTOR RANTOUL<br \/>Oh for Pete\u2019s sake, Doktor Kobold, enough with the Asarium.<\/p>\n<p>DOKTOR KOBOLD<br \/>You shall pay for your impertinence!<\/p>\n<p>DENNIS<br \/>Gentlemen, please. It\u2019s really only designed for eating. In field tests, it has proved very useful. And that\u2019s that. Thank you.<\/p>\n<p><i>(A brief smattering of applause as DENNIS gathers his things and exits.)<\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>(CUT TO: an office. DOCTOR GERYON sits behind a desk, talking to DENNIS.)<\/i><\/p>\n<p>DOCTOR GERYON<br \/>I suppose I\u2019m wondering if you really feel you fit in here, Dennis.<\/p>\n<p>DENNIS<br \/>Certainly! I mean, I\u2019ll never be the most popular person in the Guild, but I feel I play my part.<\/p>\n<p>DOCTOR GERYON<br \/>It\u2019s just that you don\u2019t seem to exhibit the myopia, the megalomania, the id\u00e9e fixe that are part and parcel of the mad scientist credo. You\u2019re not angry at the world.<\/p>\n<p>DENNIS<br \/>Oh.<br \/><i>(pause)<\/i><br \/>I thought it was \u201cmad\u201d like \u201ccrazy.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>DOCTOR GERYON<br \/>Well, no, it is. But besides that, you need to have some kind of grudge against society. Do you have any past slight, real or imagined, that you might fetishize?<\/p>\n<p>DENNIS<br \/>No. Well. I hate waiting in line for things. Like, real long lines at the post office.<\/p>\n<p><i>(DOCTOR GERYON grimaces and sighs.)<\/i><\/p>\n<p>DOCTOR GERYON<br \/>I\u2019ll give you an example: Doctor Rantoul. Let\u2019s face it, he\u2019s not half the scientist you are. But the guy is relentlessly fixated on the time twenty years ago when a handsome museum curator spilled coffee on a Beelzebufo ampinga fossil he was preparing for a diorama. He has spent the last two decades trying to create an army of carnivorous toads. He has not come close to succeeding, but his obsession carries a lot of weight here.<\/p>\n<p>DENNIS<br \/>I don\u2019t have anything like that, no.<\/p>\n<p>DOCTOR GERYON<br \/>Do you have a slavish sidekick?<\/p>\n<p>DENNIS<br \/>Well, there\u2019s Jeanette.<\/p>\n<p>DOCTOR GERYON<br \/>Okay, let\u2019s talk about Jeanette.<\/p>\n<p>DENNIS<br \/>She\u2019s a grad student. She\u2019s very competent.<\/p>\n<p>DOCTOR GERYON<br \/>But is she a vile wretch, willing to unquestioningly carry out your most dangerous and thankless tasks?<\/p>\n<p>DENNIS<br \/>Well no. In fact, I\u2019m going to lose her in the fall; she just got hired at M.I.T.<\/p>\n<p>DOCTOR GERYON<br \/>I see.<br \/><i>(He absently takes a marble-sized pellet out of the pocket of his lab coat. He rolls it around in his hand during the following.)<\/i><br \/>I\u2019m going to suggest that you take a little break. Get some distance from the Guild and clear your mind. Ask yourself if you are willing to take on the extra fury to pursue a career in the mad sciences or if a more conventional route might be more rewarding to you. Okay?<\/p>\n<p>DENNIS<br \/>Am I being kicked out?<\/p>\n<p>DOCTOR GERYON<br \/>Dennis. When we kick people out of the Guild, they know it. I\u2019m suggesting a hiatus.<\/p>\n<p>DENNIS <i>(glumly)<\/i><br \/>Okay.<\/p>\n<p><i>(DOCTOR GERYON stands and offers his hand. DENNIS shakes it.)<\/i><\/p>\n<p>DOCTOR GERYON<br \/>Thank you for your work. And perhaps I\u2019ll hear from you again in a year?<\/p>\n<p>DENNIS<br \/>All right. So long, then.<\/p>\n<p><i>(DOCTOR GERYON casually flips the pellet to the floor, and it explodes in a burst of smoke. When it clears, he has vanished. DENNIS sits, dejected, for several moments. The door opens and DOCTOR GERYON pokes his head back into the room.)<\/i><\/p>\n<p>DOCTOR GERYON<br \/>It\u2019s nothing personal, Dennis. I want to stress that. Maybe one day you will snap.<\/p>\n<p>DENNIS<br \/>Thank you.<\/p>\n<p>DOCTOR GERYON<br \/>Farewell.<\/p>\n<p><i>(DOCTOR GERYON drops another smoke pellet and vanishes again.)<\/i><\/p>\n<p>DENNIS <i>(softly, to himself)<\/i><br \/>I\u2019ll show them. I\u2019ll show them all.<br \/><i>(He dials his cell phone.)<\/i><br \/>Hello, Jeanette? It\u2019s Dennis. Oh, it went\u2026 Well, it went terribly, if you must know. That is why I have an assignment for you. I would like you to come to the Hyatt and let the air out of every car in the parking lot\u2026 No, I\u2019m not kidding. They\u2019ll pay. Every last one of them\u2026 I suppose you\u2019re right. Okay. I\u2019ll sleep on it\u2026 Thank you, Jeanette. You\u2019re the best.<\/p>\n<p><i>(DENNIS hangs up and slouches in his chair.)<\/i><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>(The Annual Mad Scientist Convention. DOCTOR ATROCITY is standing at a podium. He is accompanied by a drooling alligator\/human hybrid in chains, who glares at the assembled audience of mad scientists. DOCTOR ATROCITY reads off note cards.) DOCTOR ATROCITYTherefore, you collective of sniveling puppets! Heed well my coming vengeance! 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