Disclaimer:
My problem is that
I do not own Gundam Wing
Instead about money
I am forced to sing
Some peeps made The Matrix
And it was really cool
But I can't get real dough
Till I finish school
The Wizard of Oz
Was pretty flash
But you can't sue me
For I have no cash
I really can't stand Bambi
But I sure don't own it
So this is my disclaimer
Don't bother suing my shit!
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Introduction: Sorry I swear so much, it's a little problem I have. Thank you so much for the response to the last chapter. You've given me the strength to write again! If you do come here, check out my profile pic, I'm very proud! Anyways, please review. I'd like to give a big up to:
Zilduar
Virgin Blood
BlueAngle
I am eternally grateful and will read as many of your fics as possible in my free time *bows* let my insanity begin!
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They're still in their seats, giving each other deathglares (Relena's just squinting badly) It'd take some sort of Superman to sort this lot out.
The door to the room opens,
Oh dear...
Quinze: It's meee!
Everyone: *groans*
WuFei: Can you just /go away/ please?
Quinze: I.. I never knew that I was so unwanted!
Noin: *escorts Quinze out of the room* Only people named after numbers below 10 are allowed in here
Treize: Oh yeah! Thanks! *added sarcasm*
Duo: Aren't you supposed to be dead?!
Treize: Err... Um...-
Hilde: Let's get on with the next film idea!
Heero: We need something a little more... sober
Duo: But with action!
Hilde: And decent outfits!!
The screen is rolled down...
**
The group enter the abandoned warehouse, they are determined to solve the mystery at any cost. Heero carries the lead, close behind him are Duo and Lady Une, Quatre, Dorothy, Trowa and WuFei have tagged along for the ride.
Duo: I'm boooooored!!!
Heero: Shut up. baka! They'll hear you!
Duo: Who?
From all around the room come the hired hitmen of the mastermind with weapons at the ready. They begin to circle our hapless good-guys.
Quatre: *elbows stuck to hips, arms folding out sideways, head tilted back, running* Aggghhhhhhh!!!!!!! *smacks into wall and falls over*
Trowa: You killed Quatre!
Relena: You bastards!
Both are easily struck down because of their lack of attention
Lady Une: *is defending herself well* Hai-yah! *kicks a man in the stomach, knocking him to the ground*
Another hitman: Take this! *knocks off Lady Une's glasses*
Lady Une: No, we must not fight at a time like this! *gets struck down*
Heero: Omae o korosu, scum!
Heero turns on the hitmens leader, jumping into the air. As a mid-flight still, the camera pans around him. Just before it reaches its starting place, Heero falls to the ground.
Heero: Damn you, cheap special effects!!! *gets beaten to a pulp*
Duo: I guess its just me and you now, Wu'man *pats him on the back*
**
WuFei: NooOoOo!!!!!
Relena: I do not endorse "South Park"!
Trowa: Hmm....
Quatre: That's not nice! *crys*
Dorothy: Where did I go??
Heero: What do you think /you/ are doing here?
Relena: I could say the same
Everyone begins to squint again
Duo: So we need another movie?
WuFei: This time, I want a big part
Duo: *starts to laugh manicly* I've got just the right idea!
**
The sun is setting low in the sky as WuFei walks happily down a yellow brick road. His little black pigtail has been brought back into two bunches and there are flustered touches of rouge on his cheeks. He looks like a frightened rabbit, scared and fragile, as he half-skips down the path. Not even sure of where he's going with his faithful Nataku beside him.
WuFei: Aghhhhh!!!!!
WuFei lets out a high-pitched scream as a gundam runs out of the bushes to attack him!... No, it's just Duo dressed up as a tin man
Duo: *singing* Are you lo-ost, little giiirl?
Trowa comes over the hill, dressed as a friendly lion. So friendly that his costume is mainly pink
Trowa: *turns to camera* It was a bleach acccident! *cough* Little Dor-othy, I have lost my couuurage!
Relena pops out of nowhere as a wild and scraggly scarecrow. Her normally neat hair has been ~carefully~ gelled and sprayed into a style Vegeta would be proud of
Relena: I liiike your sho-oes! *jumps suddenly* Agh! What's that?!
A horde of winged monkeys have crept up on our cast and one is strangling Relena
Heero: Haaahahaaa!! *continues to strangle her*
Relena: This is all *choke* Quinzes *coughcough* fault!!
The others jump at the mention of Quinze
WuFei: Don't tell me, Wicked Witch, right?
**
Trowa: I don't think that would work..
Everyone: 0_0
WuFei has run to the back of the room and is holding on tightly to Sally's arm in the dark. He is rocking back and forward, shivering
WuFei: You're /my/ friend! My friend! You won't do things like that... *whispers* you're my friend *starts to cry*
Relena: I think we would have to do something about my make-up..
Heero: What? Like kill them?
Duo: That's rich from the guy dressed as a monkey strangling his girlfriend
Heero: *mumbling* Everyone has their turn-ons..
Hilde: You sir, are /twisted/
Sally: Wait a minute? How did Quinze get there??
Quatre: Hmm.. I don't know. Let's try another, we need a main role. WuFei?
WuFei: *gibbers*
**
Relena: Flower! Pretty flower!
Duo: *rolls on the ground* No, no! He's not a flower! He's a-
Treize: That's alright, he can call me a flower if he /wants/ to
It's a peaceful day in the forest and Bambi is playing with his new-found friends. Everyone and everything is happy and peaceful, the birds are singing, the flowers are blooming and there is an overall feeling of well being.
Then the hunter comes
Quatre: Now /this/ is out of character *shoots a couple of pheasants*
Zechs: Bambi! We must run for the river, it's not safe out here!
Relena: But my mother!
Noin lies on the floor dead
Duo: *thumps foot on ground* They call me Thumper! *gunshot*
**
Duo: WHAT!!??
Noin: I've just seen an image of myself dead, I am not happy
WuFei: *giggles darkly*
Treize: I am a sku-
Relena: Flower! You don't say words like that!
Duo: Look, we'll have to keep going until we have something that we all agree with, right?
Everyone: *monotonous* Right..
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Please remember that these are my /artistic interpretations/ of the movies. I'm some wacked out artist! If you have the decency and human (or other) kindness to review, you are in with the chance of a prize. This time it'll go to the person who's name I like best ^-^ I'm still trying to get in contact with "BlueAngle" Anyhow, what /am/ I on??
My problem is that
I do not own Gundam Wing
Instead about money
I am forced to sing
Some peeps made The Matrix
And it was really cool
But I can't get real dough
Till I finish school
The Wizard of Oz
Was pretty flash
But you can't sue me
For I have no cash
I really can't stand Bambi
But I sure don't own it
So this is my disclaimer
Don't bother suing my shit!
-------------------------------
Introduction: Sorry I swear so much, it's a little problem I have. Thank you so much for the response to the last chapter. You've given me the strength to write again! If you do come here, check out my profile pic, I'm very proud! Anyways, please review. I'd like to give a big up to:
Zilduar
Virgin Blood
BlueAngle
I am eternally grateful and will read as many of your fics as possible in my free time *bows* let my insanity begin!
____________________________________
They're still in their seats, giving each other deathglares (Relena's just squinting badly) It'd take some sort of Superman to sort this lot out.
The door to the room opens,
Oh dear...
Quinze: It's meee!
Everyone: *groans*
WuFei: Can you just /go away/ please?
Quinze: I.. I never knew that I was so unwanted!
Noin: *escorts Quinze out of the room* Only people named after numbers below 10 are allowed in here
Treize: Oh yeah! Thanks! *added sarcasm*
Duo: Aren't you supposed to be dead?!
Treize: Err... Um...-
Hilde: Let's get on with the next film idea!
Heero: We need something a little more... sober
Duo: But with action!
Hilde: And decent outfits!!
The screen is rolled down...
**
The group enter the abandoned warehouse, they are determined to solve the mystery at any cost. Heero carries the lead, close behind him are Duo and Lady Une, Quatre, Dorothy, Trowa and WuFei have tagged along for the ride.
Duo: I'm boooooored!!!
Heero: Shut up. baka! They'll hear you!
Duo: Who?
From all around the room come the hired hitmen of the mastermind with weapons at the ready. They begin to circle our hapless good-guys.
Quatre: *elbows stuck to hips, arms folding out sideways, head tilted back, running* Aggghhhhhhh!!!!!!! *smacks into wall and falls over*
Trowa: You killed Quatre!
Relena: You bastards!
Both are easily struck down because of their lack of attention
Lady Une: *is defending herself well* Hai-yah! *kicks a man in the stomach, knocking him to the ground*
Another hitman: Take this! *knocks off Lady Une's glasses*
Lady Une: No, we must not fight at a time like this! *gets struck down*
Heero: Omae o korosu, scum!
Heero turns on the hitmens leader, jumping into the air. As a mid-flight still, the camera pans around him. Just before it reaches its starting place, Heero falls to the ground.
Heero: Damn you, cheap special effects!!! *gets beaten to a pulp*
Duo: I guess its just me and you now, Wu'man *pats him on the back*
**
WuFei: NooOoOo!!!!!
Relena: I do not endorse "South Park"!
Trowa: Hmm....
Quatre: That's not nice! *crys*
Dorothy: Where did I go??
Heero: What do you think /you/ are doing here?
Relena: I could say the same
Everyone begins to squint again
Duo: So we need another movie?
WuFei: This time, I want a big part
Duo: *starts to laugh manicly* I've got just the right idea!
**
The sun is setting low in the sky as WuFei walks happily down a yellow brick road. His little black pigtail has been brought back into two bunches and there are flustered touches of rouge on his cheeks. He looks like a frightened rabbit, scared and fragile, as he half-skips down the path. Not even sure of where he's going with his faithful Nataku beside him.
WuFei: Aghhhhh!!!!!
WuFei lets out a high-pitched scream as a gundam runs out of the bushes to attack him!... No, it's just Duo dressed up as a tin man
Duo: *singing* Are you lo-ost, little giiirl?
Trowa comes over the hill, dressed as a friendly lion. So friendly that his costume is mainly pink
Trowa: *turns to camera* It was a bleach acccident! *cough* Little Dor-othy, I have lost my couuurage!
Relena pops out of nowhere as a wild and scraggly scarecrow. Her normally neat hair has been ~carefully~ gelled and sprayed into a style Vegeta would be proud of
Relena: I liiike your sho-oes! *jumps suddenly* Agh! What's that?!
A horde of winged monkeys have crept up on our cast and one is strangling Relena
Heero: Haaahahaaa!! *continues to strangle her*
Relena: This is all *choke* Quinzes *coughcough* fault!!
The others jump at the mention of Quinze
WuFei: Don't tell me, Wicked Witch, right?
**
Trowa: I don't think that would work..
Everyone: 0_0
WuFei has run to the back of the room and is holding on tightly to Sally's arm in the dark. He is rocking back and forward, shivering
WuFei: You're /my/ friend! My friend! You won't do things like that... *whispers* you're my friend *starts to cry*
Relena: I think we would have to do something about my make-up..
Heero: What? Like kill them?
Duo: That's rich from the guy dressed as a monkey strangling his girlfriend
Heero: *mumbling* Everyone has their turn-ons..
Hilde: You sir, are /twisted/
Sally: Wait a minute? How did Quinze get there??
Quatre: Hmm.. I don't know. Let's try another, we need a main role. WuFei?
WuFei: *gibbers*
**
Relena: Flower! Pretty flower!
Duo: *rolls on the ground* No, no! He's not a flower! He's a-
Treize: That's alright, he can call me a flower if he /wants/ to
It's a peaceful day in the forest and Bambi is playing with his new-found friends. Everyone and everything is happy and peaceful, the birds are singing, the flowers are blooming and there is an overall feeling of well being.
Then the hunter comes
Quatre: Now /this/ is out of character *shoots a couple of pheasants*
Zechs: Bambi! We must run for the river, it's not safe out here!
Relena: But my mother!
Noin lies on the floor dead
Duo: *thumps foot on ground* They call me Thumper! *gunshot*
**
Duo: WHAT!!??
Noin: I've just seen an image of myself dead, I am not happy
WuFei: *giggles darkly*
Treize: I am a sku-
Relena: Flower! You don't say words like that!
Duo: Look, we'll have to keep going until we have something that we all agree with, right?
Everyone: *monotonous* Right..
_________________________________
Please remember that these are my /artistic interpretations/ of the movies. I'm some wacked out artist! If you have the decency and human (or other) kindness to review, you are in with the chance of a prize. This time it'll go to the person who's name I like best ^-^ I'm still trying to get in contact with "BlueAngle" Anyhow, what /am/ I on??