"YO!" a man with black, slicked back hair and blood red eyes, wearing a black suit with a black dress shirt, said with a grin, sitting in a comfy chair in what seemed to be Jay Leno's studio. "I am Zeno, also called ZnK! You know, there's been so many Ask-and-Dare fics out there now, and I've wanted to do one myself."
His grin faded, and he looked down at the ground, sulking slightly.
"Since my radio show has gone to hell, it seems..."
The audience laughed at his misfortune, simply for the sake of laughing. With a sigh, Zeno looked up again, his grin back in place.
"Well, like I said, I've decided to do a Ask-and-Dare fic!"
The audience applauded.
"Living, or dead, enemy or ally, shinobi or not, it matters not, for I will call upon those who are requested to come, whether they like it or not!" Zeno exclaimed, standing up and pumping his fist into the air, getting a roar of approval from the crowd.
"Now, this will be a short chapter, since we haven't gotten any requests yet! Therefore, we will end here, saying good night, and please review and send in your dares."
With that, Zeno reached in under his desk and took out a pump action shotgun, aiming it at the camera.
"Please."
Then, he looked towards the audience.
"You're still here?! Away with you!" he exclaimed, firing a shot into the ceiling. The audience bolted right away.