(We open on Mojo's layer and cut to a prison cell holding six guys all looking either Sad, bored or angry, Two of them are dead and motionless on the ground face first)
Guy 1: *Groans* HE CAN'T TREAT US LIKE THIS, WHO DOES HE THINK HE IS TO HAVE THE RIGHT TO LOCK US UP LIKE THIS!
Guy 2: Mojojojo.
Guy 1: I DON'T CARE IF HE'S SOME DICTATOR, IF HE THINKS HE CAN DO THIS TO US, TAKING AWAY OUR RIGHTS, LOCKING US UP, EATING LIKE A KING WHILE WE FEED ON THE CRUMBS, THEN HE'S WRONG, WE SHOULD FORM SOME KIND OF UPRISING!
Guy 3: Are you sure… that sounds kind of scary, don't you know what happens on Tv? *Nervous*
Guy 1: The good guys usually win in an awesome battle!
Guy 3: Bad example, Don't you watch the News or anything, this kind of stuff usually never works out!
Guy 1: IT'LL WORK OUT IF I WANT IT TO!
Guy 2: And with an attitude like that you're sure to live seven... eight minutes tops.
Guy 1: HEY SHUT THE HELL UP, I DON'T SEE YOU COMING UP WITH A PLAN!
Guy 2: And I don't see you decapitated yet… weird.
Guy 4: Yeah man talk like that'll get you killed.
Guy 1: HE'S ONE GUY-
Guy 2: With death traps and superweapons. *buts in*
Guy 1: -AND WE'RE LIKE A WHOLE STATE POPULATION!
Guy 2: What's left of the population.
Guy 1: Not helping. *Angery while looking at him*
Guy 2: I'm just trying to make a point, we're lucky to even be alive right now.
Guy 1: Only because you pussied out and worshiped him, you're just growing his ego.
Guy 2: And you're just complaining, I don't see you actually doing anything, We aren't the Powerpuff Girls okay, we can't just go rushing into battle expecting to kick some ass and get the girl.
Guy 1:... The Powerpuff Girls get girls?
Guy 2: You know what I mean! *Irritated*
Guy 2: They went rushing into battle and got themselves killed, what makes you think we'd fair any better.
Guy 3: Hey we don't know that, they could just be held prisoner.
Guy 2: Oh yeah, they're definitely in prison, that's why they haven't escaped yet, Think Marc think, when on Earth has a prison cell ever held them for longer than 5 minutes tops.
Guy 3: They can't be dead, Mojo never wins.
Guy 2: Well he has now.
Guy 1: AND THAT'S EXACTLY WHY WE NEED TO DO SOMETHING, IF THEY'RE TRULY GONE THEN SOMEONE HAS TO STEP UP AND DO THE JOB THEMSELVES!
Guy 2: WE ARE NOT QUALIFIED TO HANDLE THIS TYPE OF THING, WE'RE JUST SOME NAMELESS RANDOS ON THE STREET, LIKE ANYONE CARES ABOUT US, WE'RE JUST PART OF THE ENDLESS CROWD OF PEOPLE SCREAMING FOR HELP!
Guy 1: AND WE CAN GET SOME RECOGNITION IF WE START SOME KIND OF UPRISING, GO FROM CELL TO CELL INFORMING EVERYONE OF OUR PLAN!
Guy 2: WHAT PLAN, HOW ARE WE GONNA GET FROM CELL TO CELL GENIUS!
Guy 1: EASY, uhh Guard I have to Pee.
(A Guard Approached the Door)
Guard: Sorry guys but the bathrooms are going under remodeling due to new management until further notice. You guys are either gonna have to hold it in or find a cellmate that's freaky enough to let you use their mouth as a urinal…
Guy 1: Oh, okay…
(The Guard walks away)
Guy 1: Well that didn't work.
Guy 3: Why was he so nice, The guards are never polite…and what does he mean new manageme-
(The Cell door then bursts open being kicked open by someone slamming it into the wall)
Sweaty Meat: Hey guys, I hope you're enjoying your stay here at "AWESOME RESORT HOTEL 2 TRADEMARKED", Sorry for the inconveniences with the bathrooms, the hotel is going over some serious remodeling sense the previous owner clearly had no taste in interior design…
Guy 3: Why did you scream the name? *Confused*
Guy 2: Wait what do you mean Hotel, and how did you get a hold of management?
Sweaty Meat: Well Tuba was nice enough to sign a contract with me and we negotiated terms so we're turning this old gross hotel into a new better hotel!
Guy 2: Wait is that guy installing mold into the wall? *While looking off screen concerned and confused*
Guy 1: Bu-, But the uprising! *Sad and tearing up*
Sweaty Meat: It's okay Guy 1, we banned that man from the Hotel for good, He was really rude to my children.
Guy 1: Uuuhhhh… my name's Marc?
Guy 2: Wait, you have Children?
Sweaty Meat: Of course, every welcomed guest and employee at this fine establishment are my children, and I shall treat them as such, But I couldn't find a Passport so I'm Re-modeling, only the best for our customers as I always say.
Guy 1: You do?
Guy 4: I think it's an expression.
Sweaty Meat: Yep, and expressions relieve depression as I always say!
Guy 1: You d-
Everyone: Shut up. *Except Sweaty Meat*
Sweaty Meat: Sorry for not being able to answer your call for help before by the way, I couldn't figure out how to work the intercom. Hey you guys weren't shooting off any weapons were you, cause I hear gunfire and that's against the rules.
(Sweat Meat then looks off screen)
Sweat Meat: Nice Bodypillows by the way, very realistic.
Sweaty Meat: Anyway, You guys may explore around the Hotel if you'd like, just avoid the Rat Traps, we gotta feed you all somehow… actually try to step in as many Rat Traps as you can!
Guy 3: Well that's morbid.
Guy 2: Eh, makes sense to me, bigger proportions, less mouths to feed, I get it.
Sweaty Meat: Speaking of mouths to feed I gotta go. There's gonna be a surprise for everyone here but I can't tell you guys but you'll love it, everyone will.
Guy 2: Is it a feast?
Sweaty Meat: Yes- I MEAN NO!
Sweaty Meat: Aww dang it you got me, I had a whole apology feast planned and everything as an apology meal to everyone for how the previous hotel owners ran their business. There was gonna be food, and more food, and even more food. I was going all out, there was gonna be so many meat options, not just Gues- er I mean Rats.
Guy 3: Again, still Morbid.
Sweaty Meat: But I guess I'll have to cancel it now that you guys know. *Sadly*
Guy 3: WAIT, WE CAN KEEP A SECRET! *Desperate*
Sweaty Meat: Reeeeally?!
Guy 1: Of Course we can.
Sweaty Meat: You'd do that for good ol' Sweat Meat?
Guy 3: Sweaty Meat?
Guy 1: What the fu- I mean sure, Anything for you!
Sweaty Meat: Okay then, if You see any flies lemme know Joe! *As he leaves*
Guy 1: MY NAME'S GUY O- I MEAN MARC!
Guy 4: I don't think he can hear you.
Guy 1: Why, cause his hearing sucks?
Guy 4: No, cause your role in this fanfiction is done.
Guy 1: Wha-, what do you mean? *Unsettled after he stutters looking a little sad*
Guy 4: I mean your purpose in the story has been fulfilled, You are of no more use so you're done.
Guy 1: Done?
Guy 4: Done, vanished, we all seize to exist.
Guy 1: WHAT, BUT I HAD SO MUCH LEFT TO DO, WHAT ABOUT THE PART WHERE WE GOT TO EAT AT THE FEAST!
Guy 4: Never happens, it's only name dropped.
Guy 1: But I've always wanted to try Rat meat! *Sad*
Guy 4: *Sighs* I know it's hard, but that's what it's like to be a background character. You fulfill your role and that's it.
Guy 1: I'm scared Kerry.
Guy 4: I'm sorry Marc it's just the cycle.
Guy 1: Please… I Don't wanna go, I don't wanna go, I'm sorry…
Guy 4: Sorry for what…
Guy 1: This.
(Guy 1 Punches Guy 4 in the face)
Guy 4: OW WHAT THE FUCK MAN!
Guy 1: THAT'S FOR THE EXISTENTIAL CRISIS BITCH!
Guy 4: You know what, I'm glad we're gonna be erased from existence now.
Writer: *Suddenly in the Room* Actually, YOU'RE gonna be erased.
Guy 4: Wait, who the Hell are you?
Writer: The story writer and audiences love this self aware type shit so all you guys except for Kerry can stay and you get to go to the party.
Guy 1: Really?
Writer: No.
(The Writer snaps his fingers loudly and all four of the guys burst into flame as they scream and we cut to a close up of the Writer *Me*'s Smirking face)
Writer: Heh, I love my job.
Guy 2: AGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG- THIS SCENE HAS GONE ON WAY TO LONG AND YOUR WRITING SUCKS- AAAAAAaGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH! (While in a screaming tone)
Guy 1: AAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG- YEAH AND STOP BEING SO MORBID YOU EMO- AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH (While in a screaming tone)
Writer: I Appreciate the Criticism but you're all just words I'm writing down on a paper.
Guy 2: "DOCUMENT" YOU PRICK! (While in a screaming tone)
- HAH ONE OFFS SUCK-
(I have an outline written for the next chapter so hopefully they won't SUCK! as much)