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The Furcation Game
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Herewith my humble offering; I've managed to unify several of the theatrical strands, though in the process I've had to force their non-play subcomponents off into other furcations, which may create a few instabilities here and there ...
i) Ensemble Celebrity Commentary
non-theatrical component of previous furcation K
Since Tuj atomised the celeb commentary by including it in a play, it looks like the only way to resolve the impasse is to have a different commentator for each move. To that end, this move's celebrity commentary will be provided by ... the characters from Little Britain Tom Baker (VO): But what is the people of Little Britain? Who be they? What strategies do they employ in overcomplicated games of Mornington Crescent?
ii) Six Film and Crescent Styles in Search of a Chairman
in which the theatrical elements of previous furcations A, C, E, G, I and K are crudely welded together
[All suddenly find themselves on a featureless white plain -- or possibly in a featureless white room, it is impossible to tell]

Graziela (Euripidean version): Aye, King Syze, I am here, to take away the life you hold so dear!

Graziela (Pinterian version): Well, I'm fucking well here as well. But where the buggery is here?

Graziela (Orton version): Not a clue, but I do know where the buggery is.

Graziela (Sheridan version): This utterly unanticipated turn of events leaves me distressingly discombobulated!

Graziela (Williams version): Ah jest don' have the faintest idea what's goin' on.

Graziela (Molière trans. Bartlett version): Events indeed are at a pretty pass/when stranded in limbo is this 'ere lass!

King Syze: Oh, do stop talking to yourself, Graziela! Someone tell me what the hell's going on here!

Azulejo: Sire, it appears that we have become trapped inside a game of Film and Crescent Styles.

Lady Thick: Well, in that case shouldn't there be someone in charge?

King Syze: (coughs loudly)

Lady Thick: Erm, not that you're not, of course, my dear King Syze.

King Syze: Yes, thank you. But you speak the truth; we needs must find a chairman.

Meediam: Perhaps Clive Anderson is nearby.

Boleti: What about Nicholas Parsons?

Graziela: (all six of whom have unified into one being while we weren't looking) Or maybe Nigel Rees?

King Syze: Control yourself, Graziela! There's no need for such desperation yet.

Azulejo: Sire! I dimply perceive, by some preternatural sense, that beyond this game is another, of which this one we now inhabit is but a fraction; games upon games stretching into infinity like --

Humph: (wakes, startled; honks his rubber trumpet thing) Right, that's quite enough of that metafictional round. The next style is Gilbert and Sullivan.
Vicky Pollard: Yeah, but no, but yeah; I mean, I know I was supposed to learn the lines for the school play but Tanya -- not Tanya who was going out with Michael but dumped him for David because she said he was better at snoggin' -- not her, the ugly Tanya who I think's a lezzer but she says she ain't -- she told me that the play had been cancelled so I didn't think I 'ad to, did I?, and I know Michaela says it was 'cos I was getting off with Michael what Tanya had just dumped -- not ugly Tanya, the other one, of course it couldn't have been ugly Tanya, 'cos she's a lezzer, in't she, so how could she have dumped him? durr! -- and by the way, David is better at snoggin' than him, but of course Tanya -- not ugly Tanya -- doesn't know I know that, and you mus'n't tell her, but anyway, it's not 'cos I was snoggin' him that I didn't learn the lines, and you shouldn't listen to Michaela anyway 'cos she's cross-eyed in both eyes. Don't give me evils!
iii) Spanklines
the continuation of B
Start up the stuffing removal machine.

What's black and white and red all over?
Des Kaye: My jokes were much better than that when I was on the telly. Wikki Woo! Des can't hear you! Wikki WOO!!
iv) Carpe Diem
the furtherance of furcation D
Only a schmuck sets lights to his farts in a diesel vehicle

Veni, vidi, vici
Dame Sally Markham: Are you getting all this down, Grace? "He looked into her eyes and said, 'Have you ever read Caesar's commentaries on the Gallic Wars, my dear? I find them quite inspiring. Let me read them to you!' He took the book from the shelf and opened it. '"All Gaul is divided into three parts, one of which the Belgae inhabit ..."'" You can find the rest on the shelf, Grace.
v) Just a Late Review
F meets the non-theatrical components of A
Mark Lawson: I'd like to start tonight's show by reading a brief statement prepared by the BBC's lawyers. It was wrong of me to unleash a bear on Germaine Greer on last week's edition of the show, and I apologise whole-heartedly to for any suffering and distress that may have been caused both to Germaine and any viewers at home of a nervous disposition. Further, please do not copy my example at home; I am a trained bear handler and unleasher.

Germaine Greer: Thank you, Mark. Don't worry, I won't hold it against you; it was just all that testosterone in your bloodstream. Male humans really are much more worthwhile individuals they get taken over by their hormones, you know. In fact I've recently written a book about that very subject--

Tom Paulin: Here, if she's allowed to plug her book, I should get a chance to promote my epic poem about World War Two.

Mark Lawson: Except that I haven't tried to kill you recently, Tom.

Tom Paulin: Oh, right so.

Mark Lawson: Moving on to tonight's programme, first we look at the film version of the long-running musical Chicago. Tom, what did you think?

Tom Paulin: That Catherine Zeta Jones is a bit of all right, isn't she? Renee Zellweger, not so much, but you would, wouldn't you?

Mark Lawson: Thank you, Tom. Germaine?

Germaine Greer: I really liked it actually. My favourite bit was the opening sequence in the club, when Catherine Zeta Jones sang that number that went a little something like this:

[Germaine unexpectedly stands up, revealing that she is wearing a short skirt, suspenders and dancing shoes. To the visible surprise of Mark and Tom, she mounts the table and begins to sing]

C'mon babe
Why don't we paint the town?
And all that jazz
I'm gonna rouge my knees
And roll my stockings down
And the totality of the aforementioned musical form

Start the car
I know a whoopee spot
Where the gin is cold
But the piano's hot
It's just a noisy hall
Where there's a nightly brawl
And each improvised melody!

Oh, you will see thy sheba
Shimmy shake
And large quantities of syncopated rhythms
Oh, she's destined to shimmy till her garters break
And excessive amounts of freeform tunes

Show her where to park her girdle
Oh, her mother's blood'd curdle
If she'd hear
Her baby's queer
For the entirety of the tunes played by Louis Armstrong and similar performers!

No, I'm no one's wife
But, oh I love this life
And the sum total of the music which originated in the southern United States in the late 19th/early 20th century!

[Germaine sits back down]

Tom Paulin: Well, of course, pen would never say that to Blob, even in reverse.

Mark Lawson: Quite.
Jason: (mouth hangs open speechlessly watching Germaine's performance)

Gary's Nan: What is it, dear?
vi) Two Bakers
not Colin and Tom, but rather the application of Tuj's preparation H
Pass Damn! Bernard Chumley: Well, of course I played Holmes once, you know. After a fashion. Basil Rathbone was ill and I stood in for him in a long shot. Kitty has one of those videos of it, she's very fond of showing people that sequence ...

I didn't kill her, you know.
vii) 101 tasteless uses for a Black & Decker workmate
the remnants of E bolted onto J
FUNCTION THE FOURTH: Interrogation/Torture device. Need I say more? Marjorie Dawes: Hands up who can tell me what the dieter's best friend is. Anyone? No? It's tastelessness. T-A-I-S-T-L-I-S-N-I-S, tastelessness. If something is tasteless, you don't want to eat very much of it. Ryvita, for example. That tastes of cardboard. Not like choklit. Oooh, I love a bit of choklit.
viii) Straight Bollocks
the dangly bits left over from I attached to L
Erect ... Bollards Emily Howard: No, I don't have any of those. You see, I'm a lady!
ix) A fly on the wall of the Let Me Chekov my Oats interface asks stupid questions
the remains of C buzz into M
[Graziela, Boleti et al sit in the charred ruins of their house. A fly buzzes overhead.]

Fly: 'Ere, what happened to the fields?

Graziela: Burnt. Burnt to ashes, each last one, alas. And brave Prince Charming perished attempting to spread porridge on the fields.

Fly: And the fire caught the village too?

Boleti: It did, indeed. And yet we are mysteriously unharmed despite being caught in the conflagration.

Fly: That was going to be my next question. Is it a metaphor?

[Bert enters, now utterly shoeless]

Bert: I assume so. My pursuit by the bear indicated my flight from my own destiny, so the burning fields must be the destruction of all our hopes and dreams, and the talking fly -- wait a second, what does the talking fly represent?

Fly: Erm, Jeff Goldblum's willingness to do the film?

[Exit fly, pursued by a metaphor]
Lou: I want those oats.

Andy: These ones? But you don't like these ones. You said they had a texture like sandpaper.

Lou: Yeah, I know. I want those ones.
x) Vanilla MC
furcation N continues on its merry way
Marble Arch, if only to avoid ending up knee-deep in strick. Ray McCooney: Well, maybe I'm in strick and maybe I'm not, aye ... (plays panpipes)
xi) Gallifrey Crescent
a new furcation, splitting off from x)
In honour of the new series, straddles to other programmes written by Russell T Davies or starring Christopher Eccleston are wild (thus making The Second Coming doubly wild, which could make for interesting paratheological play).
Marb Station, perhaps not the most logical of places to preserve civilisation for the rest of eternity but never mind.
Myfannwy: Oh look, Daffyd, there's a Doctor Who convention in the village hall this weekend ...
xii) Oh Yes It Is A Cartier Bracelet! (only £1999.99+P&P)
O, furcation O!
Dragon: Well, thank Mark Lawson's Bears 'R' Us for that.

Prince Charming: Prepare to die, Dragon, as I draw my Wilkinson Sword!

Mrs Dragon: Not a pork sword?

Prince Charming: This is all getting very inter-furcational.

Mrs Dragon: Oh no, I can't believe it's not butter!

Prince Charming: Oh yes, it is available at this low low price for one week only at your local Tesco.

Dragon: Shut up, you two. You can't slay me with a razor, however well manufactured, you silly prince! I'll burn you alive with my fiery breath!

Mrs Dragon: That's very unhealthy, dear; you should let me use my George Foreman Lean Mean Grilling Machine on him. Though, you know, love, you could do with a shave ...

Dragon: (strokes his chin) I suppose you're right. There's enough Whiskas here to feed an army of even the choosiest cats. Tell you what, prince boy, you give me a shave and I'll promise to lay off pillaging the kingdom for at least a decade. There's plenty of wild sheep and goats in the Eastern Mountains I could eat.

Prince Charming: But that's a ridiculous plan! What will everyone back at the castle think when I tell them?

Mrs Dragon: Oh, Prince Charming, ridicule is nothing --

[Curtain comes down as fast as possible to avert impending musical number]
Dennis Waterman: Pantomime?

Jeremy Rent: Yes, Dennis, pantomime.

Dennis Waterman: Not telly then?

Jeremy Rent: No.

Dennis Waterman: Are they going to have a theme toon for the pantomime? Is that why they want me? Write the theme toon, sing the theme toon ...
xiii) Sound charaded any good films lately?
the previous P wedded to the non-theatrical elements of G
[Martha] Is your sound charade To Kill a (Tequila) Mockingbird? Or something else to do with spirits?
[Tuj] I was disappointed by Reloaded, to the extent that I haven't even bothered to see Revolutions, though I'm sure I'll catch it eventually. (Your embedded sound charade is Ben Hur, I take it?) Tell you what, though, I'm looking forward to seeing this film (four words) when it comes out in a few weeks:
Minotaur: Hi Medusa! You're looking stunning, at least as far as I can tell from my mirror.
Medusa: Thanks! You're looking fairly horny yourself. But if I'm looking good, it's probably because I've just been to see Polyphemus.
Minotaur: Oh, yes, he's set himself up in business as a hairdresser since that unfortunate business with Odysseus, hasn't he?
Medusa: He's remarkably good at it considering his blindness, but of course that suits me. Anyway, my hair had been floppy and lifeless, and it turned out to be because most of the snakes had snuffed it. But he chopped them all off and the remaining ones look much healthier.
Minotaur: So you're saying you've been ...?
April: Mental block? Extra strong mint!

Neville: Er, I don't think extra strong mints can help with sound charades ...
xiv) Jet Set Willy
I'll try to bring this furcation back in one piece, Q
The Banyan Tree Daffyd: Jet Set Willy? What's that supposed to mean, eh? We don't want your sort around here! Everyone knows I am the only gay in Llandewi Brefi.
xv) Small Hypearthquakes
previous furcation R, now with added recap
POPE NOT QUALIFIED OR CELIBATE SINCE
EXCEPT
URSINE , SAYS
ACCORDING
SURGEON , CLAIMS ROYAL
VATICAN
NOR ALIEN
DENTIST
CATHOLIC - ALLEGATION FROM CARDINALS
GIBSON
VERIFIED WITH
- DISAPPOINTED
DENIED BY BEAR
APOLOGETIC
EVENTUALLY ALTHOUGH
- RELIEVED
Sebastian: The Pope seems to be taking most of the heat from the papers today, Prime Minister! That must be a relief, they're so awful to you normally. I think you're wonderful, though, Prime Minister. The best Prime Minister ever!
Many thanks to everyone who's played up to now, but especially matt, whose idea to deal with the theatrical superabundance I have shamelessly stolen.
Anyone perplexed by furcation xi), just play Covent Garden or Perivale.
Wow! Many thanks for breathing some new life into the game. Having brought the amount of theatrical stuff down to a level I can actually cope with, I may consider re-entering the fray...

It's also just become clear how difficult Small Hypearthquakes is to finish...

Brendan] Quite excellently done! Furcations ix) and xi) I like particularly! May the game flourish once more!
It looks like I've not got much on over the Easter Weekend, so maybe I'll concoct an entry.
But then maybe I went walking instead :)
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