A/N: Hey, y'all! Rain [ellie] here with a whole new story! A game show! SQUUEEE! I'm so excited!:3
Half a Heart is postponed for now... not that anyone reads it anyway. :/ [hint hint, nudge nudge, tsk tsk]
I'd like to start by naming the cast and crew:
Director: Hollyleaf
Host: Brokenstar
Assistant/Score Keeper: Darkstripe
Announcer: Yellowfang
Camera cat: Rain/Raintalon [aka MOI]
Enjoy!
The lights beam onto the stage as Brokenstar pads out from the west wing, looking quite dashing in a crisp black suit. The spotlight trains on him as he poses. Camera cats flock him like pigeons to bread crumbs as the hurriedly take pictures of his handsome face. Brokenstar is blinded by the bright flashes, but he doesn't show it. That's what he has to go through when he's famous.
Music blares as the curtains open, and Brokenstar beams as ooohs and aaahs echo through the crowd. Proudly, Brokenstar struts toward his booth, which is on the left side. His desk-like thing is painted blood-red with posters plastered all over the front. His favorite: Brokenstar for World Domination!
Brokenstar bunches his muscle and leaps, landing squarely on his plus bean-bag chair with the flower designs. The booth is very low so that the top half of Brokenstar's body is not covered by its wood.
He gazes to the back wall, where What Would You Do? is built in with blue letters, lined with gold. Brokenstar swears that the paint is sparkly, but Hollyleaf, the director, argues it's not. It is a never-ending war between host and director.
Brokenstar's attention slides to the contestants chairs, on the right side of the stage across from him. Three black leather arm-chairs that swivel (yay!) and blood-red pillows to sit on. The contestants have a big, shiny red button in front of them, along with a new beverage ever episode for their dry throats. Brokenstar argues that the crew pamper the contestants too much, but Rain, the camera person, insists. We don't want Pinestar's Lazy Dayz Police Force on us now, do we? She has meowed expertly.
Brokenstar sighs and shakes his head, squinting his eyes. There are three digital panels on the front of the contestant's booth, which automatically change to the contestant's name when they sit in the seat. Brokenstar beams. He has personally come up with the nifty devices.
His ears swivel to the back of his head and he hears Hollyleaf give a low hiss. "Yellowfang?"
At once, Brokenstar jumps up. His mother was picked to be the announcer, but he still hates her being on the show.
He spins around and sees Yellowfang sitting on the director's chair with snazzy black sunglasses propped on her nose and wearing a pink tutu.
"Those are mine!" Brokenstar spits, storming towards her. Viciously, he rips the black sunglasses of Yellowfang's head and puts it on his own head.
Yellowfang lets out a growl.
Hollyleaf prods the black she-cat sharply. "Yellowfang! The show is starting! And get out of my chair!"
Yellowfang curls her lips but does as she's told. "Good girl," coos Hollyleaf.
Rain leaps onto the camera chair and presses the power button. She squints, than gives a thumbs up at Yellowfang. Brokenstar leaps back onto his chair as the music stops. He casts a look back at the beautiful white camera cat once more, finding it weird that she is a rogue and a Clan cat at the same time. Rain has explained that she merrily goes by Rain when she's a rogue, but Raintalon when she's a Clan cat. Brokenstar does not understand this!
"YELLOWFANG, TAKE ONE!" Hollyleaf hisses loudly.
Yellowfang steps to the center of the stage, batting her eyelashes at the reporters. Brokenstar gags and the flashes cease.
"Welcome to What Would You Do? And here is your host – BROKENBABY!"
At once, music blares again and a single piece of confetti whizzes down and lands on Yellowfang's nose. "Brokenbaby?!" Brokenstar hisses, outraged. "Mother!"
Yellowfang lets out a low, crooning noise and Brokenstar leans over the waste bin beside his booth to puke.
Suddenly, the whole mass of confetti drops from over head, sending Yellowfang reeling and Brokenstar choking. Who knew confetti could be so heavy?
Yellowfang is up once again but Brokenstar is choking. His whole body convulses as Yellowfang immediately starts shrieking. "MY BABY IS CHOKING DO SOMETHING DO SOMETHING!" She wails and starts to do CPR but all her paws do is make Brokenstar's tummy feel worse.
At once, Hollyleaf rings up Goosefeather's Instant Medical Force for the Young and Dimwitted, and suddenly, the whole stage is flooded with medicine cats.
Goosefeather himself leads the patrol and stops in front of Brokenstar, opening his jaws and leaning forward. "I'M NOT GAY!" shrieks Brokenstar, thrashing around. Goosefeather slaps him. "Of course you're not gay! I least I would hope so …"
Brokenstar lets out a shriek. "OLD CAT, I'LL-"
Goosefeather's lips crash onto Brokenstar's and he wriths and screams. Goosefeather starts to inhale deeply and several paws pump Brokenstar's chest. Once Goosefeather raises his head again, the single piece of confetti flies out of Brokenstar's mouth.
"That's the first step to CPR," Goosefeather says sternly. "Whatever," Brokenstar growls, embarrassed. His paw streaks towards Goosefeather's face, and the medicine cat crashes into the wall.
Finally, Goosefeather's Instant Medical Force for the Young and Dimwitted leave the stage, leaving their founder in a crumpled heap in the corner of Brokenstar's booth.
"DARKSTRIPE!" Brokenstar howls. His assistant immediately runs up to him. "Yes sir?" Darkstripe asks brightly. "Dispose of him," Brokenstar growls, nodding towards Goosefeather. "Then get ready to record points." Darkstripe nods and starts to drag Goose feather away.
Yellowfang turns back to the crowd hastily. "Ah, well, now that that's sorted out … What Would You Do? is a game show full of questions – and answers! Contestants are asked questions and must answer in five seconds – if not, they get to spin the wheel of DOOM! DUN DUN DUN DUUUUN!"
Yellowfang waves dramatically at a rainbow-colored wheel with purple hearts hung on the corner of the stage. "Best answer gets thee points, second best gets two points, and worst gets zero points."
"Shouldn't worst get one point?" someone shouts from the crowd. Yellowfang shakes her head quickly. Brokenstar decides to answer for her. "No, not on this game show!" Fast as a bird, Brokenstar whips out a bow-and-arrow and flies it at the stupid cat who asked the stupid question.
Yellowfang laughs nervously. "Heh-heh, just listen to what my son says," she meows.
Brokenstar brings himself to his full height and puffs out his chest.
"The winner at the end of the show gets a fabulous PRIZE!" continues Yellowfang. "Yayyyy!"
Brokenstar face-paws.
He glances at Rain and sees her knitting a scarf. He hopes it's for him.
"Now!" Yellowfang booms, "LET THE SHOW BEGIN!"
At once, the music blares once more and Brokenstar swivels himself forward to face the contestants. Darkstripe races towards his white-board, flashing a thumbs-up at Brokenstar as he passes. "Darkstripe is our score keeper," Yellowfang adds.
From the other end of the stage comes Lizardstripe, Firestar, and Raggedstar. Brokenstar's claws slide out.
"We just put your three most hated ones on the show," meows Hollyleaf sweetly. Brokenstar spins around and starts to let out his most dangerous growl.
Rain shoots him a stern look. "You're the host," she reminds. Brokenstar immediately starts to nod, and he turns back around, heart fluttering.
Lizardstripe takes a seat on the left end, Firestar in the middle, and Raggedstar on the last seat.
The digital panels on the front of their booths flash to LIZARD, FIRESTAR, AND RAGGED. Lizardstripe glances down and lets out an enraged yowl. "My name isn't just LIZARD!" she spits. "it's Lizardstripe!"
"Too bad!" guffaws Brokenstar.
Hollyleaf interrupts. "Our digital panels are malfunctioning," she explains. "Sorry."
Lizardstripe lets out a furious hiss and Raggedstar glances around the stage in annoyance. "Hey, son." He mutters sarcastically.
Brokenstar ignores his words. "Yellowfang, please tell these lovely contestants what they're playing for today."
Yellowfang nods and whips out an index card. "Today you all are playing for a chance to win a trip to Meowii: An Island Resort Based off of Hawaii - brought to you by Oblivious Productions."
Brokenstar clears his throat. "Sounds nice," he says. "Now – FIRST QUESTION! Be aware that NO COPYING! What would you do if you were a kittypet?"
Lizardstripe punches her button first. "KILL ME SELF!"
The previous ThunderClan leader presses his button smoothly. "Dictate ThunderClan and become good and moral," he meows silkily.
Raggestar's eyes grow round and he seems to not know what to say.
Five seconds tick by and a buzzer beeps on Brokenstar's father's button.
"NOW YOU SPIN THE WHEEL OF DOOM!" laughs Brokenstar hysterically. Raggedstar swallows, but get up and moves towards the wheel, which is hanging vertically so the face of it is facing the crowd.
Raggedstar reaches up on his haunches and gives the wheel a big spin.
The colors blur for a while before finally stopping. Raggedstar squints. "Lick … the first tom … you see."
He turns and spots Brokenstar.
"Hello, son!" he meows brightly.
Brokenstar groans as Raggedstar skips lightly towards him and gives him a big, wet lick. "You'll always have a place in my heart, oh yes you will!" Raggedstar croons. Brokenstar shrinks away in disgust.
"Next … question." He manages. Raggedstar leaps back onto his leathery chair.
Darkstripe lets out a yowl, interrupting Brokenstar's words. "BROKENSTAR! WHO HAD THE BEST ANSWER?"
"Lizardstripe, of course!" Brokenstar replies. Lizardstripe brightens as Darkstripe draws three tally points on her side of the white-board with hot pink marker, two points on Firestar's side, and a frowny face on Raggedstar's side.
"Very good," Brokenstar says grandly. "Next question – for real this time! What would you do if the medicine cat dumped a kit on you?"
Lizardstripe looks offended, but presses the button. "Treat him with as much disrespect as I have, ofcourse!" she meows.
Raggedstar presses his button next. "Love that kit like my own son!" he coos.
Firestar tips his head to one side and presses the button. "Do nothing," he meows.
"What! What kind of answer is that?" Brokenstar roars.
Firestar licks a paw. "I'm awkward around kits," he protests. "So I do nothing. It's not my kit, afterall."
"Darkstripe!" Brokenstar yowls. The ThunderClan leader was driving him nuts!
The assistant runs up to him. "Yes, master?" he replies.
"Make this idiot see some sense," Brokenstar breathes. "Yessir. On my way, sir." Darkstripe replies. He launches himself at Firestar and starts hitting him with a frozen fish.
"I like Raggedstar's the best," Brokenstar announces. Darkstripe looks up and tries to draw tally points and hit Firestar at the same time, which does not work out very well. "Lizardstripe's and Firestar's are despicable. NO POINTS FOR THEM!"
Darkstripe nods and gives Firestar one more thwak with his cod. Then he shuffles back to his post by the white-board.
Brokenstar clears his throat. "LAST QUESTION!" He booms.
Before he can continue, Darkstripe lets out a squeal. "Lizardstripe and Raggedstar are in a tie with three points! Firestar has two points!"
Brokenstar launches an ancient spear from the Paleolithic era at Darkstripe before continuing.
"What would you do if you found out your son killed you?"
Raggedstar bangs his red button loudly. "CRY A NEW WATERFALL AND NAME IT RAGGEDFALLS! I actually did that!"
Firestar gently taps his button. "Visit s/he in s/he's dreams and train them to be good and moral."
Lizardstripe answers next. "COME BACK AND HAUNT THEM IN THEIR DREAMS!" she shrieks gleefully.
Brokenstar leaps up. "I LIKE LIZARDSTRIPE'S THE BEST! Raggedstar's and Firestar's are lame – though I would like to have a new waterfall for myself. Give them both two points!"
Darkstripe whips out a neon yellow marker and draws the tally marks, erasing Raggedstar's frowny face.
"THE RESULTS ARE … Lizardstripe with six points, Firestar with four points, and Raggedstar with five points! CONGRATULATIONS, LIZARDSTRIPE!" Darkstripe trills.
Brokenstar's jaw drops. Lizardstripe won?
"Now wait a minute!" he yowls. He points a paw accusingly at Lizardstripe. "She won?" Darkstripe tips his head to one side and nods.
Brokenstar growls. Lizardstripe DOES NOT deserve to win!
"Have fun, Lizardstripe!" Brokenstar shrieks. He throws a Justin Beiber cut-out at her head and she crumples to the floor. "You can go to Meowii: An Island Resort Based off of Hawaii once you're out of the HOSPITAL! IT WORKS FOR ALL OF US! Plus, you can talk to Goosefeather! What fun!"
Hollyleaf face palms and turns towards Rain. "I thought he was one meds?" she meows. Rain shrugs.
Brokenstar leaps up and grabs Yellowfang's microphone. "THE SHOW'S OVER, MY MINIONS! GOOD-BYE!"
Firestar and Raggedstar exit the stage quickly, and Darkstripe starts towing Lizardstripe away. Rain turns the camera to herself. "See you next time! Tune in for episode two on What Would You Do?, the most popular TV show on CuteCatNetworks! B-Bye!"
Brokenstar waves as she turns off the camera.
A/N: Sooo, what didja think?
Funny? Lame? Crappy? Give me your replies in the reviews! [hint hint, nudge nudge, wink wink, tsk tsk]
I've heard some awful stuff about writers who make their Game show fanfics interactive ... you can request, but I probably won't put it on, but I WILL see it. Thanks!
Thanks for reading!
~Rain