The Telemarketers Meet The Outer Senshi

Just something I came up with one night after reading ways of getting rid of telemarketers Gundam Wing style. WARNING: MAJOR OOC (Out Of Character)- ness

The Outer Senshi are just sitting around one day doing nothing (wow no battles) and today is Telemarketer Day for them it seems.



*Phone rings*

Tara: Yyyyeellloww?

Telemarketer: Yes who am I speaking with?

Tara: Why?

Telemarketer: I need to speak with a Tara James

Tara: Why?

Telemarketer: Because I have an important buisness call for her

Tara: Why?

Telemarketer: Are you Tara?

Tara: Why?

Telemarketer: I am with AT&T and wondering if you want to switch phone companies...

Tara: ONE DAY I WILL RULE THE WORLD!!!!!!!

Telemarketer: *hangs up*



Aroura: Who was that?

Tara: Telemarketer

Aroura: Oh...I guess you like the word why?

Tara: Yep.

*Phone rings again*



Aroura: I'll get it. *picks up phone and speaks in Britsh accent* Hello?

Telemarketer: Yes I would like to know if you would like a Master card at--

Aroura: *cuts off telemarketer* OH MY GOD THERE'S A MONSTER!! SOMEONE KILL IT!!! OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD!!!!

Tara: *fwaps table in background*

Telemarketer: Are you okay, Ms.?

Aroura: OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD...IT'S ALIVE!!

Telemarketer: *hangs up scared to death*

Tara: I shoulda done that.



Trista: *walks into room* Did someone say monster?

*Phone rings yet again*

Trista: *Picks it up* Hello??

Telemarketer: Are you over the age of 18?

Trista: *thinks- now there's a hard question* Yes...

Telemarketer: Do you have an MCI phone provider?

Trista: Yes...

Telemarketer: Would you like to switch to Sprint PCS for only--

Trista: *cuts off telemarketer in Time Guardian mode* I know who you are and where you live, and I know your past and future.

Telemarketer: Umm...

Trista: I shall send one of my beings to your house tonight...you won't be making any more calls, let me say

Telemarketer: *shifty voice* Um,...do you want to switch to Sprint PCS?

Trista: I know where you live.

Tara and Aroura: *do DUN DUN DUN sounds in background*

Telemarketer: I gotta go bye! *hangs up quickly*

Trista: That got rid of him.

Tara: Yep.



Aroura: Imagine sitting there all day long calling people to use Sprint PCS.

Tara: When they could be out fighting negatrash...!! What a shame they are

Aroura: *nodnodnod*



Amara: *comes into room* Who's been calling?

Tara, Aroura, and Trista: Telemarketers.

Amara: Oh.



*phone rings for the millionth time*



Amara: I'll get it. *picks up phone* Yeah can I help you?

Telemarketer: Are you interested in a Visa card?

Amara: I'm a car racer.

Telemarketer: Yes very nice. Do you want a credit card?

Amara: *VERY mockingly* Dude did you see the last race?

Telemarketer: I am offering you a once in a lifetime chance to get a credit card from Visa with a 0.9 interest rate...*goes on*

Amara: DON'T MOCK CAR RACING!!

Telemarketer: I'm not

Amara: I don't like you

Telemarketer: Do you want a credit card? *again*

Amara: You're mean, and I'm telling my....*uh...* car racing team on you! *hangs up*

Telemarketer: *blink, stare*



Tara: Nice

Aroura: Congrats!

Trista: *clap*

Amara: Telemarketers are fun to tell off.

Tara: Couldn'ta said it better myself!



*Michelle walks into room, wondering who's been causing all the wracket*

*phone rings*



Michelle: *picks it up* Hello?

Telemarketer: Are you under 18?

Michelle: By approxmiately one week three days 4 hours 27 minutes 19 seconds, 220.17 milliseconds...*goes on forever*

Telemarketer: *falls asleep then jerks awake* Um, yes, is there anyone in your house over the age of 18?

Michelle: By approximately one-

Telemarketer: NOT THAT AGAIN!

Michelle: --thousand--

Telemarketer: A thousand years over 18?

Michelle: Yep.

Telemarketer: Alive?

Michelle: Yep.

Telemarketer: Through use of scientific reasearch?

Michelle: There weren't scientists that far back.

Telemarketer: Ah, yes of course..how is that possible?

Michelle: Do ya really wanna know?

Telemarketer: Yes!

Michelle: Nya nya too bad baka

Telemarketers: What's baka?

Michelle: *singsong voice* it was invented approximately 227 years ago by someone who--

Telemarketer: Are you a history teacher?

Michelle: Nope

Telemarketer: Do you have a history backgroud?

Michelle: Are you trying to insinuate something?

Telemarketer: Insinuate?

Michelle: Ihaveafriendwhohasaweaponthatwilltearyouapartandthenyouwon'tbeabletocallmean ymoreMr.I'msSoHotsoleammealone. [1]

Telemarketer: Eh?

Michelle: I said, Ihaveafriendwhohasaweaponthatwilltearyouapartandhenyouwon'tbeabletocallmeany moreMr.I'mSoHotsoleammealone.

Telemarketer: How is that person a thousand years over 18?

Michelle: The number eighteen is really a monomial of the letters z and 27 which are in Greek mythology known as pi.

Telemarketer: Um...ok

Michelle: There's something sneaking up behind you that came from the bottom of a shipwreck in the ocean *says spookily then hangs up*



Tara: *scribbling down notes* was that math stuff true? *scribble*

Michelle: Nope

Tara: *sweatdrops and crumples up her paper and chucks it into the trash* you talk faster than me

Michelle: Yep.

Aroura: Next time they call I get the phone...I have a very nice idea *sly grin*



*phone rings as if on cue*

Tara: This is gonna be good



Aroura: *picks up phone* HURRICANE FORCE!!! *says even though not transformed*

Telemarketer: Hurricane? Um yes, are you interesting in switching to MCI?

Aroura: DIE MONSTER DIE!!! *just able to not crack up*

Telemarketer: MONSTER?!

Aroura: TORNADO BLAST!!!!! *makes a swishing sound in background*

Telemarketer: *hangs up*



Aroura: Think I scared 'im off?

Tara: Yep. I call the phone next time!

Trista: I can only imagine what kind of plot if forming in that mind of yours, Tara.

Tara: *sly grin*



*phone rings again*

Tara: Hello?

Telemarketer: Hello this is AT&T

Tara: Is this AT&T?

Telemarketer: Yes this is AT&T. Are you interested in a prepaid phone card?

Tara: This is AT&T?

Telemarketer: YES this is AT&T, how about that phone card?

Tara: Is this AT&T?

Telemarketer: YES! YES THIS IS AT&T...phone card?

Tara: May I ask who is calling?

Telemarketer: AT&T...now what do you say about a phone card?

Tara: Who do you wanna talk to Mr. MCI?

Telemarketer: I'm with AT&T. May I speak with Ms. James?

Tara: Ok, hold on Mr. Sprint PCS *puts the phone down for 10 straight minutes and goes into the kitchen to make a sandwhich* *comes back thinking that surely the telemarketer is gone*

Telemarketer: *waiting*

Tara: Hello?

Telemarketer: Yes this is AT&T and I wanted to know if...

Tara: Wait you said you're AT&T?

Telemarketer: Yes

Tara: As in the phone people?

Telemarketer: Yes. I was wondering if you...

Tara: I thought you said this was AT&T and not Sprint PCS

Telemarketer: We are a phone company called AT&T. Are you Ms. James?

Tara: But I already have a phone

Telemarketer: Your prepaid phone card will have 5200$ worth of minutes if you sign up now...are you interested?

Tara: Wow! 5200$? That's a lotta money! So, when are you sending me the cash?

Telemarketer: No you would send us the money all together after using your minutes

Tara: But you said you'd pay me! I don't like you

Telemarketer: The deal is that we send you a card and over time the total of minutes on there is worth $5200.

Tara: I demand the supervisor!

Telemarketer: Now (phone card) I (phone card) don't (phone card) think (phone card) that's (phone card) nesecary (phone card!)

Tara: EITHER YOU CONNECT ME WITH THE SUPERVISOR OR THE ANGEL OF DEATH WILL VISIT YOUR HOUSE TONIGHT!

Telemarketer: Yes ma'am *scared voice*

Tara: *sits down again and bites the sandwhich*

Supervisor: Yes I understand you don't comprehend our phone card offer?

Tara: SILENT DESTRUCTION!! *says just to be nutty* FATE WILL SOON ARRIVE AND TAKE YOU WITH IT!!! HAHAHA! *hangs up*



Aroura: Nice nice nice!

Trista: That'll teach those telemarketers

Michelle: I oughta use some of those tactics...

Amara: Next telemarketer that calls I'll Blast 'em!

*phone rings*

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and so concludes part one of The Telemarketers Meet the Outer Senshi

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1- I have a friend that has a weapon that will tear you apart and then you won't be able to call me anymore Mr. I'm So Hot so leamme alone.