Summary- This story is going to be a kind of The Mole/Survivor/any reality
show parody. I'm bored, so deal with it. Also, it may be hard to
understand, but just ignore it. This is just a prologue. It serves no real
purpose other than to entertain me for a few extra minutes.
~*~*~*
"Hi, and welcome to our show, 'Death over Loyalty.' I'm your host, Mac Pentium," said an obviously mechanical computer. The screen was black, except for two digital eyes and a square pixilated mouth that flickered with each word it said. Its voice mimicked that of Stephen Hawkins.
"This week, we will get to see our contestant and learn a lit-lit-little about each of them," it said, stuttering. "The game is simple: Be able to survive the-the-the entire game. Sound's simple? Not qu-qu-quite. While I go have a sys-sys-system overload, let's see the contestants; shall we-e-e- e-e?" The nonexistent camera slowly backs away from the screen on the computer, exposing the large clouds of smoke climbing out of it. The eyes of the computer screen begin to flicker violently and an alarm goes off, shouting, "Warning. Warning. System Overload. Please delete the following files off your hard drive: Napster, Kazaa, Penthouse..."
The lecturing is interrupted by the perfunctory voice of the computer, who simply responds, "Hey, I'm going to ke-ee-eep that one."
The television screen blanks out, and the commercials begin to play.
~*~*~*
"Hi. Are you tired of being the butt of all your friends' jokes?" said a middle aged man wearing a proper suit said as he stood in front of a black background. He stared straight ahead as he spoke.
"Are you tired of the "Haha"'s and the "You fell for it"'s?" Mediasure may have the answer to your problems."
The screen now showed two people standing beside each other, each with either a "Before" or "After" label over them. The man's voice, however, continued. "Look at this before and after picture. Do you see the difference?" Staring directly at both picture would allow the audience to see that both picture were, in fact, exactly the same, with the exception of a pair of devil's horns that were just drawn over the "Before" Picture's head.
"Before this man used Mediasure, he was an evil, satanic monkey with no reason to live." A mustache suddenly appeared over his mouth, as well as a red tail and cape. "After he had Mediasure, he wasn't any of the things I just said."
A picture of a lady standing in front of a background of the ocean suddenly appeared.
"Before Mediasure," she said, looking to her left in between every word that she said, "I was a nervous wreak with an eating disorder." She began to twitch uncontrollably. "Nnnn-ow, I'm just a nnnnervous wreak." She quickly turned shifted her stare to her immediate right, let out a small shriek and fainted.
"Now, you may be wondering "What can Mediasure do you me?" said the man's voice, as a paramedic appeared in front of the ocean background. He dragged the lady off in a stretcher. "Well," said the man. "It can do wonders. Do you remember what I said at the beginning of the commercial? About how this product can help you grow back all of you lost limbs in a matter of days?" The paramedic stormed across the set, carrying a defibulator. "What? What's that you said?" asked the man, paying no attention to the paramedic. "You don't remember? Well, mediasure can help you restore that terrible memory of yours memory back to normal." The paramedic appeared once more. This time, he was limping across, bleeding profusiously from neck. He collapsed halfway across the set.
The screen blacked out and a phone numbered appeared, followed by an unusually high-pitched, fast paced voice that was hardly distinguishable. Before you knew it, the number was replaced by the face of the computer screen once again.
~*~*~*~ A/N- Well, that was the end of the prologue. If the commercial bit was hard to understand, just blame me. I didn't really know how to right it so that it would be the way I wanted it, but meh. Oh, and this is a PARODY.not meant to be taken seriously. And if anything it the story seems to be inconsistent, just nod your head and agree. Odds are, they were put in there intentionally. So, chapter 2 will be up immediately after this. Just remember, it is your job as the reader to REVIEW. Anything will be accepted, including flames, which will be given to my pyro-dragons. Adios~
~*~*~*
"Hi, and welcome to our show, 'Death over Loyalty.' I'm your host, Mac Pentium," said an obviously mechanical computer. The screen was black, except for two digital eyes and a square pixilated mouth that flickered with each word it said. Its voice mimicked that of Stephen Hawkins.
"This week, we will get to see our contestant and learn a lit-lit-little about each of them," it said, stuttering. "The game is simple: Be able to survive the-the-the entire game. Sound's simple? Not qu-qu-quite. While I go have a sys-sys-system overload, let's see the contestants; shall we-e-e- e-e?" The nonexistent camera slowly backs away from the screen on the computer, exposing the large clouds of smoke climbing out of it. The eyes of the computer screen begin to flicker violently and an alarm goes off, shouting, "Warning. Warning. System Overload. Please delete the following files off your hard drive: Napster, Kazaa, Penthouse..."
The lecturing is interrupted by the perfunctory voice of the computer, who simply responds, "Hey, I'm going to ke-ee-eep that one."
The television screen blanks out, and the commercials begin to play.
~*~*~*
"Hi. Are you tired of being the butt of all your friends' jokes?" said a middle aged man wearing a proper suit said as he stood in front of a black background. He stared straight ahead as he spoke.
"Are you tired of the "Haha"'s and the "You fell for it"'s?" Mediasure may have the answer to your problems."
The screen now showed two people standing beside each other, each with either a "Before" or "After" label over them. The man's voice, however, continued. "Look at this before and after picture. Do you see the difference?" Staring directly at both picture would allow the audience to see that both picture were, in fact, exactly the same, with the exception of a pair of devil's horns that were just drawn over the "Before" Picture's head.
"Before this man used Mediasure, he was an evil, satanic monkey with no reason to live." A mustache suddenly appeared over his mouth, as well as a red tail and cape. "After he had Mediasure, he wasn't any of the things I just said."
A picture of a lady standing in front of a background of the ocean suddenly appeared.
"Before Mediasure," she said, looking to her left in between every word that she said, "I was a nervous wreak with an eating disorder." She began to twitch uncontrollably. "Nnnn-ow, I'm just a nnnnervous wreak." She quickly turned shifted her stare to her immediate right, let out a small shriek and fainted.
"Now, you may be wondering "What can Mediasure do you me?" said the man's voice, as a paramedic appeared in front of the ocean background. He dragged the lady off in a stretcher. "Well," said the man. "It can do wonders. Do you remember what I said at the beginning of the commercial? About how this product can help you grow back all of you lost limbs in a matter of days?" The paramedic stormed across the set, carrying a defibulator. "What? What's that you said?" asked the man, paying no attention to the paramedic. "You don't remember? Well, mediasure can help you restore that terrible memory of yours memory back to normal." The paramedic appeared once more. This time, he was limping across, bleeding profusiously from neck. He collapsed halfway across the set.
The screen blacked out and a phone numbered appeared, followed by an unusually high-pitched, fast paced voice that was hardly distinguishable. Before you knew it, the number was replaced by the face of the computer screen once again.
~*~*~*~ A/N- Well, that was the end of the prologue. If the commercial bit was hard to understand, just blame me. I didn't really know how to right it so that it would be the way I wanted it, but meh. Oh, and this is a PARODY.not meant to be taken seriously. And if anything it the story seems to be inconsistent, just nod your head and agree. Odds are, they were put in there intentionally. So, chapter 2 will be up immediately after this. Just remember, it is your job as the reader to REVIEW. Anything will be accepted, including flames, which will be given to my pyro-dragons. Adios~