Erik Mason
Freshly Marooned Monster Bait
You need to face the facts, I'm smarter than you, and I'm going to get what I want.
Posts: 43
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Post by Erik Mason on Nov 15, 2006 14:33:24 GMT -5
Name: Erik Mason Age: 37 Occupation back home: Executive Producer Appearance: Nationality: American. Residence: Hollywood, CA Skills: Skills? He's an executive producer. Weaknesses/bad habits: Weekness of for people with time on their hands. Frequent moods/expressions: Sarcastic, egocentric, and yet strangly likeable. Reason for flight: Was observing action on a movie set Item from wreckage: A pair of reading glasses.
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Erik Mason
Freshly Marooned Monster Bait
You need to face the facts, I'm smarter than you, and I'm going to get what I want.
Posts: 43
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Post by Erik Mason on Nov 27, 2006 0:29:03 GMT -5
Erika Mason, Erik's wife.
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Erik Mason
Freshly Marooned Monster Bait
You need to face the facts, I'm smarter than you, and I'm going to get what I want.
Posts: 43
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Post by Erik Mason on Nov 27, 2006 0:43:28 GMT -5
Inside an upscale New York apartment, inside a well lit living room. Erika is preparing dinner, while Erik is drinking a glass of wine and looking at her with a smile. "You sure you're okay with this?" he asked. "Of course, you're only going to one of the most unstable parts of the world with limited protection with no clear purpose or ..." "So, that'd be a no." "No, I'm just concerned. I've never even heard of the place you're going..." "Mumbai?" "Yeah, where the hell is Mumbai?" "Bombay," he said. "Mumbai is Bombay." "Why didn't you say you were going to Bombay then?" she said, picking up a glass of wine and stepping closer to him. "Because it's not Bombay anymore." "It's Mumbai." "Ex...actly." he said, smiling at her. She kissed him gently on the lips as he set down the wine glass, and wrapped his arms around her. "Uh, uh uh..." she said. with a smile. "You need to eat dinner before you get desert."
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Post by Hollywood Heidi on Nov 27, 2006 0:49:35 GMT -5
hehehe, I like that. Very cute couple they are. I wanna know if he's still married or not... just looking out for Gwenybear.
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Gwen Havers
Help Translate Rousseau's Maps
Ready to Fallplg%%Gwen, Shannon, Etana%%
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Post by Gwen Havers on Nov 27, 2006 20:53:55 GMT -5
Yay, a West Wing romance 2.0! I love it! ;D Sheesh, you and every guy on the island. Why do I always bring out their protective feelings? Why can't I bring out other feelings as well? Kidding. So very kidding. But you might want to look out for Sarah; she's the one he's taking potshots at. Granted, it was highly amusing...
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Willo
Found "Adam and Eve"
Interesting/Dangerousplg%%Willo, Mason, Walter, G, Maxine, Tom, Brooks%%
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Post by Willo on Dec 4, 2007 17:30:04 GMT -5
"Excuse me, sir?" the stewardess said to Erik Mason, who was reading a screenplay and not bothering to look up. "I wonder if you might consider switching seats. There's a man currently seated in the emergency row who doesn't feel he could handle the responsibility during an actual evacuation. And I was hoping that you would..."
Mason turned the page in the screenplay and nodded.
"Yeah, so long as it's still on an aisle and not next to any kids," he said.
The stewardess nodded and wandered off and Mason turned down the corner on the page of the screenplay he was on and placed it into his small carry-on bag. He got up just as the other man arrived. The grumpy fellow looked a bit disoriented, and had a cast on his right arm. Mason nodded and began to walk back.
"Thank you," the voice of the stewardess said as she passed, and, as she walked away, Mason turned his head to look at her as she walked down the aisle and disappeared. Mason took a step forward.
"Back three rows," the man with the cast said. "Enjoy the extra legroom."
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