PA Extra
We interrupt this fanfic for...
A comedic short with Tobias
Tobias sprinted up to the centre of the stage, where a spotlight shone down on. He's feeling ecstatic today. Since when does someone approach up to you as throws down a comedian TV show opportunity at you? Not a lot really. Never in his teenage life did he ever saw an opportunity be so easily handed down to him. Hagane was certainly caught off guard on that.
"Alright Ladies and Gents! It's time for the most funniest jokes you've ever in your whole life time. I've got my partner with me: Porygon-Z, my homie Poke."
As if on cue, another spotlight flashed on and scanned the stage. The Virtual Pokemon looked started by the sudden flash of light but quickly calmed down.
What caught Tobias by surprise was that he was holding a pair of drumsticks and that he is behind a small drum set.
'Maybe he's gonna give us some music? Maybe?"
Tobias shook his head. This is his shining moment and his main concern involves his own partner with a drumset? Again, Tobias shook his head to clear off any more unrelated thoughts. It's time...
"Alright! Let's get this party started. So a Wobbuffet was having a casual stroll through the forest when he was denied access to visit a specific area. Do you know what he said?"
A few moments of silence occurred afterwards.
"Wynaut! Ha Ha Ha HA!"
For the Porygon-Z, something clicked inside his programming. He lifted the drumsticks and performed a simple beat consisting of tapping two of the drums twice followed up with a tap on the cymbal. (Notes: You know the kind of beat that follows up after a bad joke)
'This is ridiculous.'
A thought crossed Hagane's mind.
Never, in infinity and beyond time, did he think that Tobias would be offered an opportunity to perform a comedic show. Whoever has offered him that are either really desperate or really deserves a crack in the head. (That is if he hadn't had one already)
What made the situation worse for him is that someone, whom he assumes is the same person who offered Tobias in the first place, demanded him to oversee the performance. Who the hell came up with this set up anyway? Is there any planning or something? Or do they decided to blow a few thousands of dollars just to see two teenagers with godly powers screw up?
OK...Maybe he's a little too harsh. Maybe there's some hidden funny factor that he missed out or he really is a 'tough nut to crack up' as Tobias claimed him to be.
"What's the risk at having your Pokemon out of their balls when your changing...They might Pikachu! Get it! Pikachu...Peek-at-you! Ha Ha Ha Ha!"
Hagane winced. Scratch that. Tobias is the most failed comedian to ever to exist. The only thing ever worth watching with any comedic value is the drumbeats performed by the Porygon-Z.
(Several minutes later)
OK. Enough is Enough
As Tobias delivered his seventh punch line, Hagane would be more than happy to walk out of the room. As odd as it sounds, he compares his endurance/patience to a rubber band. It can stretch far but it can only take in so much before it finally snaps and, in this case, the tension is high.
He looked at the table filled with several buttons, switches and lights. He sighed at how stupid the guys who owned this studio can be. He was, by no means, a techno-savvy type of person. Even a blind person could see that a teen shouldn't be running a studio without the proper knowledge to handle it. He honestly doesn't give a crap about those 'specially-gifted' kids who can handle assignments that are meant for adults or how the times had made everything easier for them. He just wants to end this production.
Hagane caught something with his eye. It was a button that was larger than the majority of them. It even has a description on it, to Hagane's relief.
'In case of production failure, press this button."
Hagane thought about it. While not registered as a production failure, Tobias's jokes were just as much of a fail as trying to drown a Water-type Pokemon. Hagane also readjusted his view of the directors.
'As idiotic as they can be, at least they were prepared.'
Hagane pushed the button.
"...and so after I insult that girl, I sewaddled away and she would yell at me to leaf me alone. Ha Ha Ha!"
With that pun marked eight, Tobias looked at the 'audience'.
Ok, scratch that, there wasn't much of an audience to begin with. Just a couple of Kricketots chirping at each other, not even bothering to look at him.
'Are my jokes really that bad? Is that why Hagane was so unresponsive to them? Are those people that so do merely did it out of pity?"
Tobias felt a sudden drop in confidence but quickly shook his head.
"Nah! Can't be. The people are just not supposed to be here. This will be broadcasting to millions of viewers out there. Yeah! My jokes will be legendary.'
Unknown to Tobias, who was thinking about his next joke, a long pole that has been curved at the edge was extending out to him.
"Alright! This will be a killer. So three men were stranded in a desert when they found a magic lamp. They rubbed the lamp and a genie was release. Grateful for that, the genie granted a wish each. The first one wished to be home and his wish was granted. The second also wished he was-SHHHHIIIITTTTT!"
With its grip secured around the teen, the pole rushed him off stage.
The Porygon-Z rose up, banging onto the drums and cymbals with its sticks. The pole also reached out of it, grabbing onto its body and yanked it...away from its head and limbs. This process it repeated until all of its body parts have been retrieved.
Hagane sighed and felt a tinge of guilt for stomping onto his friend's dream but it's better to risk one dream than to annoy millions of people.
He found a button, a red one that had the words 'End' on it.
"And that's a wrap."
K. Sorry to those who were expecting a real update only to find this short. I did this for two reasons.
1. If you haven't looked at my profile, you can see that have another story on hand and another OC story coming up. Time isn't really on my side but hopefully we'll see more updates on my short break.
2. Another Birthday announcement. Makaidos. An early Happy Birthday to you. Why so early you may think well...
'Dafuq! I has a test on my BF's BD. FFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU...'
Yeah... So anyway we shall bring Devin to the scene and (realises) SHHIIIITTT! He's not up yet! What to do? What to do? WHAT TO DO?
Devin was still hooked up to the several wires and remained unconscious. A hand placed down a recorded tape down on his body and played it.
(Note: The 'Voice' is Microsoft Sam)
"Happy Birthday to you! Happy Birthday to you! Happy Birthmubd muwahahahahahaha. This is from the aliens who requested to see a powerful being. Notably one they called Louis the Great or we shall seize your planet. Muahahahahahaha."
(Cuts off)
*Sigh* ArtemisisSymmetrical...