The Roadies - Special Edition
When The Roadies Became Asterix & coIt is a sunny day in the empire of ancient Cricinfo. Julius Vaidyanathan rules the empire with a mighty web-presence, but one DG of indomitable CricketVoicicans still holds out against the tyranny.
Peace reigns in the DG at most times but they are not shy of a good fight and attacking the Cricinfians.
A quick look at some of the characters:
Asterix (aka JFK): One of the DG's wittiest members, he leads the DG in all its missions and like all the DGians enjoys a good fight.
Obelix (aka Dex): A giant of a man, he is the DG's main defense (or attack, however you want to see it) against the invaders and is largely responsible for the food/fruits that the DGdom enjoys. He fell into the magic potion (more of that later) when he was a boy and is blessed with infinite strength.
Getafix (aka sgusa): Not only is he a great chef, but he is responsible for making the magic potion (with his blend of secret ingredients) that help the DG hold out against the Cricinfians.
Vitalstatistix (aka kban1): The DG's chief, he is responsible for seeing to the well-being of the DG's members. He intervenes in fights, plans strategies, and is not shy of a long speech or three, especially at the DG's banquets.
Cacofonix (aka fineleg): The DG's resident bard, he is strangely afflicted with pessimism. His poems are ahead of their time (according to him) and are not appreciated as much as they could be.
Fulliautomatix (aka DD): The DG's blacksmith, he is known to always have a mallet in hand, especially when Cacofonix is about to sing...
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Chief Vitalstatistix has convened a meeting to discuss the imminent attack of the Cricinfians. They seem to have a new plan...
Asterix: What do you think they are up to, chief? Anyway, it doesnt matter. Just a little magic potion and itz over.
Vitalstatistix: I have hereby convened this gathering of us DG members to analyze and iron out a solution to the impending problem that the Cricinfians pose us. They seem to have in their midst an array of weapons. Now, we know from our proud history that the Cricinfians generally do not have anything to give us sleepless nights about, but
Geriatrix (aka Jaat69) on one of his nightly walks has heard the Cricinfians laughing and exalting over their imminent victory against us. It seems that they have a secret weapon which they will employ in the coming days. I have called this meeting not only to strategize but also to bring our men together in order to harness some team spirit and morale.
Unhygenix (aka CP): That Geriatrix is an old lout. He was probably hearing things in his senile head.
Geriatrix: So I'm senile, am I? I'm an old lout am i? I'll show you what a veteran of the army of Vercingetorix can do!!
A tussle ensues with all the men of the DG getting involved, even Vitalstatistix's shield-bearers, leaving him predictably down-fallen.
Vitalstatistix: ENOUGH!!! Gentlemen, I promise to solve your quarrels at a later date, but now I am out for a 1 hr 15 min lunch with Asterix, Obelix and Getafix, and we will decide what action will be taken regarding this threat from the Romans.
Cacofonix: I will now compose an ode to the chief's lunch...
Fulliautomatix: NO YOU WILL NOT! NO YOU WILL NOT! (proceeds to hammer Cacofonix into the ground)
At Lunch:
Getafix (who has prepared a 12 course meal of famous Italian delicacies, accompanied by some vintage wine): So what say chief?
Vitalstatistix: I say we send Asterix and Obelix into the nearby camp of CricketNextium to find out whats up.
Getafix: Good idea. Asterix, here's a gourd of magic potion just in case. And no, Obelix, you fell into a cauldron of it when you were a baby.
Asterix and Obelix head out.
Obelix (taps side of head): These Cricinfians are crazy! They keep trying to outwit us. They should know with my mind and your strength our DG is always safe. Hey, Asterix, I'm a bit hungry. Mind if we stop and catch a few boar?
Asterix: No, Obelix, we just had lunch. We have work to do now. Anyway, itz an easy job. We'll be done in no time and can declare in time for tea.
They arrive at the Cricinfian camp where they overhear the conversation between a Centurion, Microphonus (aka Mike) Dennus, and a stranger with a feminine voice.
Dennus: The plan is set. Perfect. Veni, Vidi, Vici, finally I can say it.
Lady: So you can, Microphonus. I am just about ready to set out on my mission. These CricketVoicicans stand no chance against me.
Dennus: Come, let us toast to this most wonderful plan.
Asterix and Obelix get a view of a beautiful woman.
Asterix: Huh! What is that woman going to do to us? Anyway, I think Nicole Vaidisova is hotter. Obelix...Obelix?
Obelix is sitting on the ground, eyes crossed.
Asterix: Hah! Obelix always has had a thing for blondes.
The duo make their way back to the DG. They explain that the Cricinfians' secret weapon is a pretty woman. The men all have a good laugh about it. All except Cacofonix...
Cacofonix: See, we have to be CAREFUL. We dont know what this woman can DO! She might be DANGEROUS! Maybe if I compose a poem you folks will understand...
Oh! men and women in CricketVoicica
I am at wits end at what to dooo
The Cricinfians are sending us a dangerous woman
and I am feeling so bluuuuueeeee
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The poem is abruptly ended by a mallet.
Cacofonix, incensed by the constant impeding of his artistic voice, decides to leave the DG in a huff.
Cacofonix: Some BARBARIANS in this DG keep stopping me from doing my job. After all I've contributed...forget it. I'm leaving to Cricinfo and never coming back.
He sets off into the forest, and happens to meet the lady who was conspiring with Mike Dennus. Cacofonix, always one to appreciate a pair of fine legs, is dumb founded by her beauty and proceeds to lead her back to the DG as she requests.
Asterix: Cacofonix, you're back! I knew you'd come back. Err...who is this...hey Obelix, it's that woman from the camp. Obelix?
Obelix is once again enraptured by this woman's mystifying beauty...and is temporarily unavailable.
Unhygenix quips: Yeah. Leave it to fatty Obelix to once again not do his job as our defender. Enraptured by mystifying beauty, my eye! He has just eaten one rosagullah too many!
Dogmatix (aka Blwe, who for this episode has received the gift of speech): Hey, Unhygenix. Please refrain from hurting others' sentiments and placing it in public domain. Take this as warning wrapped in advice or I shall be compelled to display how my bite is worse than my bark.
The other men of the DG slowly swarm around this elegant and irresistable beauty, all slowly being lulled into a mesmerized slumber.
Vitalstatistix, wondering what all the commotion is about, rushes to the scene: Hey, what's all this about? Why is everyone sitting around? Oh. Is that Ann Coulter....
He too falls off his shield, dazzled by some enchanting power the lady from the camp has.
Asterix, empowered by the magic potion he consumed priorly, is shielded from the woman's mystical powers. He runs to Getafix's hut. Getafix is busy sampling some wine, when Asterix bursts into his house and explains the problem.
Getafix: Calm down, Asterix, there is no need to worry. Unfortunately, it is too late for me to give everyone my magic potion, which has obviously guarded you. No, I think I know the solution. Our only defense here can be a woman. (the women in this episode are on holiday in NonExistantum aka Lutetia) Go off to nearby Redifflandum (aka Condatum) and fetch
Tragicomix (aka K-slice) and his wife
Panacea (aka Mock). Tragicomix has become a bit of a crook these days, what with him recently stealing all of Cacofonix's harps, but his devious ways may come in handy. Panacea will be able to take care of this secret weapon of the Cricinfians.
Asterix rushes off and brings back the pair immediately. He is rather irritated as they have been bickering the whole way back. They trio enter Getafix's hut. To their shock he is sitting with the same dazed look as the rest of the men in the DG. In the background, he hears the trumpets of the Cricinfian troops!
Asterix: By Toutatis! We have to act fast. AND YOU TWO STOP BICKERING, YOU ARE GETTING ME DOWN!! Panacea, I have an important job for you. Obelix has always had a soft spot for you. Maybe you can revive him? Once that is done I need you to face the lady siren, you are the only one who can save our DG! In the meantime, Tragicomix (who Asterix catches trying to steal Getafix's golden sickle) have some magic potion, we have to ward off the Cricinfian troops! Hopefully in time for two cracks at the new ball!
Panacea: But I dont want to be separated from my hubby
Tragicomix: Fool of a woman, dont you see we have to save our DG?
Panacea: Hmph! We'll see what the DG has to say about your recent thievery once this is through
Tragicomix: I dont ever want to talk to you again
Asterix: BY BELENOS YOU TWO ARE REALLY GETTING ME DOWN!!!
Mike Dennus arrives with his troops. Asterix and Tragicomix make short work of them, Tragicomix acquiring some medals and swords on the way.
Meanwhile, Panacea faces off with the Cricinfian siren, after reviving Obelix with some quiet words whispered. Obelix joins Tragicomix and Asterix, rather grumpily commenting: Mister Asterix didnt wait for me before he started thumping the Cricinfians, no he didnt!
Panacea to the siren: How dare you mesmerize all the boys of this DG! That is a road only I am allowed to cross. You will undo this now!
Siren: Ha ha ha ha ha. Your men are powerless against my unparalleled hypnotic-seductive powers. And so are you!
An idea comes to Panacea's head. She quickly rattles off 20 befuddling questions from her vast array of trivia. The Cricinfian siren, completely bamboozled by this googly, loses her hold on the CricketVoicican men. Panacea then proceeds to thump her for a six into the nearby forest. The Dg erupts in joy at yet another victory at home.
Obelix: Yes, it is all and well winning against these minnow Cricinfians at home. It would be much more fun to go to Cricinfo and thump them there!
Getafix (who has been briefed of the events while he was mesmerized): Obelix, would you like to thank Panacea for reviving you?
Obelix, who has always had a thing for blondes, stutters: Oh, errr...thanks....teehee!
Vitalstatistix: Men and women of this DG, this calls for a celebration. Once I have studied our apparent weaknesses and consulted the literature on how to strengthen them, and then assess the state of our finances, I can then settle down and have a think as to how we can effectively celebrate this victory. Now, as you know, the ladies are due to arrive from NonExistantum in a few hours, and it is generally up to them to provide us with the nourriture that is becoming of our celebratory banquets. Now, I have been informed that some members of the DG have complained against Tragicomix for his recent endeavors in filling his coffers. First, there is no evidence to support this case, and Tragicomix has also been a key member of today's victory. In this light, I find no reason to punish him and hereby repeal all .... hey, where did everybody go? SHIELD-BEARERS?!!? CRICKETVOICICANS DONT YOU DARE START THE BANQUET WITHOUT A SPEECH FROM ME...
The DG is joined by Asterix's Cousin
Oldblightyix from England
(aka jiet aka pieterSAN) for the celebrations (he proceeds to get sloshed): 'ey 'ey 'ey! We'z 'avin a banket after another solid victory what! Cheerio, old blighty and all that! Long live mother England!
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We leave the CricketVoicicans to their banquet till next time, with familiar scenes of Cacofonix bound to a tree, Geriatrix dancing as if there were no tomorrow and Mrs. Geriatrix admonishing him, and Vitalstatistix giving a long speech while Tragicomix tries to make away with his shield.