Whose Line Is It Anyway?! Transformers Armada Style!!

DMK: Welcome to T.A Whose Line is it Anyway where everything is made up and the points don't matter! Yes' that's right, the points mean diddly-squat!! Today we have a great line up of you favorite Armada Mechs!

Audience: ::fanfare::

DMK: In this game the winner goes on to uh... win the grand prize! Anyway we have four great contestants today, let's meet them!

((Camera pans over to the stage where the lights are dark. The lights come on and the audience cheers again))

DMK: First up, we have everyone's favorite Autobot, Hotshot!

((Audience cheers. Hotshot grins and waves))

DMK: Next, we have the always interesting, Jetfire!

((The audience continues to cheer as Jetfire nods toward the crowd and also waves))

DMK: Our third contestant, from the Decepticons, we have the whiny Blender-Butt!!

((Audience laughs at Cyclonus' reaction))

Cyclonus: The name's Cyclonus, NOT Blender Butt!! Get it right next time!!

DMK: Riiiggghht. Anyway, our last contestant is the Decepticon-turned-Autobot, Starscream!!

((Audience cheers while Screamy grins and waves))

Caitlin: All right, for out first game, we have HANDS! (((A/n: I have NO idea what it's called, if you know, please tell me!!)))

((Audience cheers as the Transformers give DMK a blank look))

DMK: This game's for Jetfire and Hotshot, so could you two please come down?

((Jetfire and Hotshot head to the center of the stage, where there's a table with various kitchen items. There's also an apron with the saying "KISS THE COOK" on it))

DMK: For this game, Hotshot, you're a TV cook trying to teach people how to make a casserole thingy, and you can't use your hands. Jetfire gets to do that. Get ready you two!

Hotshot: ::groans and puts on the "KISS THE COOK" apron, then he sticks his hands behind his back as Jetfire puts his own hands through the crooks of his arms:: [mumbles] I'm ready...

Jetfire: Me too!

DMK: Okay, then start!

Hotshot: (in his best Italian accent) Bonjourno! Uh... today we-ah gonnah make ah yummy casserole! Now, letsah begin with thah ingredients... ::pauses, until Jetfire starts grabbing things off of the table:: Now, letsah see..

((Jetfire picks up a frying pan [[(((a/n: Negaprion's weapon of choice)))]] and hurls it over Hotshot's shoulder, hitting Starscream on the head))

Starscream: OW! Why you-!!

((Audience and DMK crack up. Cyclonus cackles. Starscream hits Cyclonus on the head))

Hotshot: Oookay... I guess we aren't-ah gonna useah dat. ::smirks at Starscream rubbing his head:: Now, to put the ingredients in-ah da pan...

((Jetfire grabs some nasty-looking veggies and instead shoves them into Hotshot's mouth))

Hotshot: ::gags and coughs:: [normal voice] JETFIRE!! *cough, hack* [back to Italian accent] Whoo, thatsa some-ah nasty stuff-ah there... *cough, gag* Forget-ah da casserole, just order pizza!!

*BUZZ!! BUZZ!! BUZZ!!

((Audience is laughing, DMK is grinning. Hotshot is coughing all the way back to his chair. As Jetfire passes Starscream the gives him a high-five))

DMK: Well, that was certainly, *ahem* entertaining. Hotshot, you get 100 points for wearing the apron, five hundred for that great accent, and one thousand for stomaching whatever Jetfire just shoved down your throat.

((Hotshot glares at Jetfire))

DMK: Jetfire, you get two hundred points for smacking Screamy on the head with the frying pan, and four hundred for shoving whatever that was in Hotshot's mouth.

((Jetfire smirks))

DMK: And Screamy, you get three hundred for getting hit in the head with the evil frying pan.

Starscream: ::looks surprised:: Maybe I should get hit in the head more often then...

DMK: I wouldn't. Then you'd end up as dumb as Blender-Butt.

Cyclonus: IT'S CYCLONUS!!!

DMK: Whatever. Now, onto round two!

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So? How was that? Funny? Boring as hell? Tell me, I'd like to know. Please? I don't know all of the games on Whose Line, so if you have any good ones, tell me the names and I'll put it on here... pweeze?!