A/N: Hey guys, this is a random thing that my sister (who actually doesn't have an account on here, so don't look for her) and I made up. We're very optimistic about it, so we hope you like it! Get ready for some major randomness and slapstick humor! Whoo-hoo! And don't forget to review!

JF: Hello everybody, and welcome to the Character Kidnap Show!

FS: We're your hosts!

FS & JF: JesusFreak & FallShort!

JF: FallShort's my sister, and she's got a lot going for her today, because she's finally on the show she's been bugging me to create since the beginning!

FS: Yeah...so, here's how it works! All you fantastic reviewers out there, get ready to start typing! You will submit to us a detail review, including:

1. Your Fave or least Fave (or just some random) Avatar Character

2. Why you like or dislike (or don't care one way or another about) that character

3. One (or two, or three) questions you would like to ask that character, and then...

JF: And then we will drag the characters in here and force them to answer your questions!

FS: Well, I prefer calling it 'Summoning and interrogating them against their will,' but...

JF: Eh, who cares what fancy words you put up on it...it's all the same! Kidnapping!

FS: Yeah...I guess...

JF: And if you have any questions or comments for us, don't hesitate to type that in as well!

FS: We will try to reply to all of them!

JF: Trying is not an option. We will reply to all of you, even if it takes all night.

FS: Yeah, JesusFreak can do that. I'll be sleeping.

JF: (scowls) Party pooper!

FS: No one uses that expression anymore!

JF: I do!

FS: Well, you're weird!

JF: I know you are, but what am I?

FS: (rolls her eyes) W-E-I-R-D.

JF: I know you are!

FS: Ouya arewa osa eirdwa.

JF: Don't start your obnoxious Pig Latin with me! You know I can't understand it!

FS: attha iswa etha entirewa ointpa!

JF: (Covers ears) LALALALALA! I'M NOT LISTENING!

FS: (speaking to the audience) She's half deaf; anyway, she can't understand me when I talk in English!

JF: LALALALALALALALA...

FS: See what I mean?

JF: LALALALALALALALALA...

FS: Could you be quiet already? We agreed on our lines, and, as I remember, 'lalala' wasn't part of the original script.

JF: (uncovers ears) So? Haven't you ever heard of improvising? (covers ears again)

LALALALALALA...

FS: (slaps a hand to her forehead) Oh, forget it...uuuuuhhhhh! Security!

JF: (uncovers ears) You can't call security on me! I'm a host!

FS: That's what I'm for, the times security has to drive you to the Insane Asylum, so we always have a backup.

JF: (glares murderously) I refuse to be provoked by that statement!

FS: Then I am not fulfilling my duty as a sister...I must annoy you more!

JF: (before FS can open her mouth) You're forgetting this: your duty as my, yes, my co-host is to bore these people to tears. And my duty is to provide the comic relief and do all the important stuff. (FS slaps JF) Ow! That was unnecessary and...

FS: (cutting her off) It was most certainly not unprovoked!

JF: (holding cheek) So what if it was provoked? That particular annoyance works both ways, Shorty.

FS: Don't call me that! Freak!

JF: Why thank you, I'm flattered. That's the nicest thing you've ever...

FS: Oh, shut the *bleep* up!

JF: GASP! BLASPHEMOUS!

FS: HOLY MILK! Did I just cuss?! Tell me, is the bleeper working?

JF: Let's see...play the recording, Johnny! (Johnny, the technical director, presses a button)

'Oh, shut the *bleep* up!'

FS: (sighs in relief) Oh boy...that scared me...I thought I just ruined our K rating!

JF: Actually, I put it on T, because I knew you would let slip and I wasn't sure if the bleeper would be working. Well, now I know it is, go ahead and cuss all you want!

FS: Okay! You're a *bleep* of a *bleep* and you need to *bleep* the *bleep* *bleep* and *bleep*! Wow, that felt good.

JF: (on the ground, ears covered, almost in tears) Oh my EARS! MY VIRGIN EARS!

FS: JFreak...I've stopped... hellloooo-hoo! (waves hand in front of JF, who is unresponsive, then shrugs and turns to audience) She's a goner. I guess its back to the insane asylum.

JF: (suddenly miraculously recovered, in a sing-song voice) I'm be—tter now!

FS: (with no enthusiasm whatsoever) Oh the horror. The terrifying horror.

JF: You are lacking certain emotions with that statement that are typical of a human with hormonal issues such as yourself.

FS: (Doing her best to ignore the rude comment) I've decided to experiment with Mai's dreary personality. As the possum has shown many times over, if you play dead, perhaps the predator will lose interest.

JF: Huh?

FS: (shaking her head) Never mind. I wouldn't expect someone like you with 'hormonal issues' to understand.

JF: Okay...whatever...you do that...

FS: And on with our boring speech about this show...

JF: You just insulted yourself, you know, because you're the one who thought this up.

FS: On the contrary, though I thought it up, I did not write it, you are doing that. Therefore, the only conceivable solution is that I am insulting you.

JF: If you are trying to intimidate me with those big words...

FS: I am, aren't I?

JF: (shrugging in defeat) Pretty much.

FS: Just get on with our planned speech, all right?

JF: Okay! So! Our burly assistant Scotty...Wave to everybody, Scotty!

(A hand appears from offstage, waving half-heartedly)

JF: He's a little shy, but anyway! Scotty will be hunting down the characters for you! (whispers) So if you wanna send him a little thank you so he doesn't quit on us...

FS: We're paying him less than minimum wage, because we're both broke, but, luckily for us, no other employer would take him... (normal voice) So anyway, yeah. You've got your guidelines, so, review!

JF: Don't be afraid of us! We're not as crazy as we sound...

(thinks for a moment)

JF: ...okay, I lied...

FS: GASP! SIN!

JF: (glares) You're one to talk!

FS: (frowns) You're insane!

JF: Sanity is overrated! I use that comeback every day! (speaks to the readers) You'd think she'd stop using it by now...

FS: (lunging toward JF, strangling her) Don't...forget...to...review!

JF: (clawing FS in the face as she is choked, slowly pries her sister loose) Gah...! Warning: Sanity is not a rule here...(holding the struggling FS by the wrists)...and it can end with serious catfights, and/or serious injury, and on rare occasions severe and unprecedented graphic deaths! (Tosses FS to the ground with no apparent effort)

FS: Garrr!

JF: Okay! Read...review...all that good stuff... (makes a slit-throat sign across her neck)...Cut the camera before Fa...

Bleep.