CHAPTER 2: IN WHICH THERE IS A FIGHT (KIND OF), AND JOBS ARE ASSIGNED
Ahhh! I'm soo…. sorry that this chapter took so damn long to put up! I was having troubles getting into a creative mood, and I didn't want it to be crap. So, voila. And yes, I did change my name to Feleda Starsong.
DISCLAIMER:
Feleda: I got Yamcha to help me do the disclaimer, since it seems that barely anyone ever uses him for these things.
Yamcha: Thanks for letting me help Fortuna.
Feleda: No prob. I do not own DBZ, or "Whose Line?" I'd like to take a moment to say that the reason that I didn't use any of the bad-guys from the Buu saga was because this was from before that all happened. And now, I shall continue…
Yamcha: What she means, is that she's going to start writing the next chapter. We, at the home of DBZ, thank you for all your wonderful suggestions.
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There was a lull after Raditz began by asking who the host should be. He rubbed his temples in frustration. "All right…" he patiently said, "We won't worry about that quite yet. Let's move onto the technical details. I'll do lights and sound, but I need someone to help me. 17?" he asked the android.
"Yes?"
"Being an Android and all, do you know about lights and such?"
"What you're basically asking me is, do I want to help you? and the answer is sure, why not," 17 answered in his slow, calculating voice.
"Great. Moving on: we're gonna need at least four camera people to get reasonably good angles on things. Any volunteers?" Raditz asked.
Nappa's hand shot up, and Dr. Gero's followed with considerably less enthusiasm. *Oh well,* Raditz thought. *It's a start. Besides, the doctor will have a faint idea as to what he's doing.*
"Any one else?" he prodded.
"Ahem," Emperor Pilaf spoke up.
"Are you volunteering, sir?" Raditz asked respectfully. The reason the rest of the immensely more powerful evil-forces treated Pilaf with respect was because he was the first to pose a great threat to the damned Gokuu. Mai and Shao didn't get that much respect though; Mai was constantly under torment of members from the Red Ribbon Army and other such evil folk, and Shao was made fun of.
Anyways…
"No. Actually I'm volunteering someone else… *two* someone else's that is!" he cackled gleefully.
"This can't be good," Mai whispered.
Her fox looking friend nodded his head in agreement.
"I'm volunteering Mai and Shao!" he said happily.
The two fell over, then jumped back up. "Emperor!"
"You know I know next to nothing about video cameras!" Shao complained.
"Are you questioning my judgement?" snapped Pilaf.
"Well, no, nut…"
"Fine! Matter's settled! Mai, Shao, Nappa Dr. Gero shall do the camerawork." Raditz stated. "All right then. Now, we need a piano player…" Raditz didn't want to get his hopes up. Chances were, none of these guys could play a single note.
Cell looked at the floor, and started shuffling his feet nervously. "Er…"
This sound didn't escape Raditz's sharp Saiy-jin hearing at all. "What?" he snapped.
"Well…"
All the villains leaned in closer.
"As you know, I have cells from the best fighters in the universe…" They all nodded in agreement. "And, in Vegeta's cells, there came the knowledge to play the piano quite well; as well as other musical stuff like singing and dancing," Cell told them.
"Are you serious?!" they all cried, except Freeza, who looked busy thinking.
"Ah yes, it would make perfect sense… I remember walking in on the monkey once when he was singing and dancing," he said. Then, snapped around and looked at Nappa: "You were doing it too!"
Nappa started stuttering excuses. Raditz rolled his eyes, and the rest of the villains snickered wickedly.
"Anyways, now we need four contestants. Volunteers?" Raditz asked, writing down 1, 2, 3, 4 on his notepad of who was doing what.
"I'll do it!" cried Ginyu (A/N: someone pointed out to me in the reviews that he's not dead, but just work with me on this.) Raditz wrote it down; he had made the decision to do it on a first come-first served kind of basis.
"And so will I," said Jeice.
"You will?" asked Ginyu.
"Of course; this gives the Ginyu force an even better chance to win!" Jeice cried ecstatically.
"Right!" Ginyu agreed, rubbing his enormous hands together wickedly.
Raditz just rolled his eyes. Despite the fact the Ginyu force was powerful, they were still a bunch of loons. "Anyone else?" he asked, looking over at the Red Ribbon Army; they looked as though they were planning something, since they were all hunched over in a circle whispering.
General Blue straightened up, smiling, and then said, "I'll do it; I'll win a victory that this army hasn't seen in years! Wo, hahaha!" he cackled, flashing the victory sign.
"Er, ok… whatever… weirdo," Raditz mumbled, writing it all down. "We still need one more person."
No one looked particularly "gung-ho." Just then, two ogres strolled up.
"Just what do you think you're doing?" asked one
"Hello, Goz, Mez."
"Don't you try and sweet-talk me, Raditz! I know you villains are all up to something, so just spit it out!" Goz cried angrily.
"We are only planning the greatest episode of 'Whose Line is it Anyway?' guys," Freeza told them.
"Really?" asked Mez excitedly.
"Really," some random guy from the Red Ribbon Army replied.
"Um, any chance *we* could help?" asked Mez sheepishly.
"No!" everyone except Raditz chorused; he was busy thinking.
"Actuall," he began, "I do have a job that these two could do; remember how small their audience was? Well, we could get an even *bigger* one!" he said.
"So, what has that got to do with us?" Goz and Mez asked.
"Simple; you can do the advertising, and, come the show, usher everyone and such. I'm sure you two would be very good at it, since everyone knows who you are around here," Raditz buttered them up.
"Hmm…" Goz stroked his chin in thought.
"Sounds promising…"
The two looked at each other, and then- by some telepathetic means of communication- decided: "We'll do it!"
"Great; you can tell people and out up posters with this information on them," raditz told the two, pulling a sheet of paper out of his notepad. The two ran off.
"So, I guess we'll just have to find someone else to be a contestant later, but until then, we'll have to move onto the host."
"I'll do it!" Freeza volunteered.
"Me, me!" Recome yelled.
"No, I want to do it!" Emperor Pilaf shouted.
"Bring it on, short-fry, *I'm* doing it!" Freeza threatened, shoving a fist under Pilaf's nose.
"Hmm, you wouldn't *dare* hit me," Pilaf said, turning around. Next thing he knew, he was sent flying through the air by Freeza's foot. "Ahhhhnoooo!!!!!!" he yelled.
"Emperor!" Mai and Shao cried in alarm, as they saw him land in a pool of lava, upturning a boat with the happy little clouds in it the looked like Kinto'un.
"Any one else wanna protest?" Freeza snarled, turning around, and then smirking.
"Nope, no problems here!" Recome said, putting his hands up, and backing away from the foreboding Ice-jin.
"Good," Freeza turned his black lips into a smirk. "You can put me down as host, Raditz."
"Right…" Raditz said, jotting it down, then sighed, as he looked over the list. "Well, all we need is another contestant…"
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Sorry to leave you at a semi-cliffhanger like that. I honest-to-God don't know who to put in as another contestant. All suggestions are more welcome for who it should be, and for games as well!
Here's credits as to who suggested who to do what and such:
Raditz as a techie: I had this in mind, but poetisa also thought of it.
17 as a techie: yours truly
Cell on piano: GeordieLadPaul1
Freeza as host: poetisa and MeRLin
Jeice as a contestant: german-milk-maid
Ginyu as a contestant: Raven
General Blue as a contestant: this was my idea! Bwahahahaha! *starts coughing*
Nappa as cameraman: poetisa
Gero as cameraman: my idea (again)
Mai as camerawoman: again, my thinking went into this one
Shao as camerafox: ditto
To throw Goz and Mez in there: poetisa
To make them ushers and advertisers: *points to herself* Hell yeah, I'm a genius (by the way, I totally forget which is which! Hehe… tell me in your review por favor. Gracias!)
Ahhh! I'm soo…. sorry that this chapter took so damn long to put up! I was having troubles getting into a creative mood, and I didn't want it to be crap. So, voila. And yes, I did change my name to Feleda Starsong.
DISCLAIMER:
Feleda: I got Yamcha to help me do the disclaimer, since it seems that barely anyone ever uses him for these things.
Yamcha: Thanks for letting me help Fortuna.
Feleda: No prob. I do not own DBZ, or "Whose Line?" I'd like to take a moment to say that the reason that I didn't use any of the bad-guys from the Buu saga was because this was from before that all happened. And now, I shall continue…
Yamcha: What she means, is that she's going to start writing the next chapter. We, at the home of DBZ, thank you for all your wonderful suggestions.
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There was a lull after Raditz began by asking who the host should be. He rubbed his temples in frustration. "All right…" he patiently said, "We won't worry about that quite yet. Let's move onto the technical details. I'll do lights and sound, but I need someone to help me. 17?" he asked the android.
"Yes?"
"Being an Android and all, do you know about lights and such?"
"What you're basically asking me is, do I want to help you? and the answer is sure, why not," 17 answered in his slow, calculating voice.
"Great. Moving on: we're gonna need at least four camera people to get reasonably good angles on things. Any volunteers?" Raditz asked.
Nappa's hand shot up, and Dr. Gero's followed with considerably less enthusiasm. *Oh well,* Raditz thought. *It's a start. Besides, the doctor will have a faint idea as to what he's doing.*
"Any one else?" he prodded.
"Ahem," Emperor Pilaf spoke up.
"Are you volunteering, sir?" Raditz asked respectfully. The reason the rest of the immensely more powerful evil-forces treated Pilaf with respect was because he was the first to pose a great threat to the damned Gokuu. Mai and Shao didn't get that much respect though; Mai was constantly under torment of members from the Red Ribbon Army and other such evil folk, and Shao was made fun of.
Anyways…
"No. Actually I'm volunteering someone else… *two* someone else's that is!" he cackled gleefully.
"This can't be good," Mai whispered.
Her fox looking friend nodded his head in agreement.
"I'm volunteering Mai and Shao!" he said happily.
The two fell over, then jumped back up. "Emperor!"
"You know I know next to nothing about video cameras!" Shao complained.
"Are you questioning my judgement?" snapped Pilaf.
"Well, no, nut…"
"Fine! Matter's settled! Mai, Shao, Nappa Dr. Gero shall do the camerawork." Raditz stated. "All right then. Now, we need a piano player…" Raditz didn't want to get his hopes up. Chances were, none of these guys could play a single note.
Cell looked at the floor, and started shuffling his feet nervously. "Er…"
This sound didn't escape Raditz's sharp Saiy-jin hearing at all. "What?" he snapped.
"Well…"
All the villains leaned in closer.
"As you know, I have cells from the best fighters in the universe…" They all nodded in agreement. "And, in Vegeta's cells, there came the knowledge to play the piano quite well; as well as other musical stuff like singing and dancing," Cell told them.
"Are you serious?!" they all cried, except Freeza, who looked busy thinking.
"Ah yes, it would make perfect sense… I remember walking in on the monkey once when he was singing and dancing," he said. Then, snapped around and looked at Nappa: "You were doing it too!"
Nappa started stuttering excuses. Raditz rolled his eyes, and the rest of the villains snickered wickedly.
"Anyways, now we need four contestants. Volunteers?" Raditz asked, writing down 1, 2, 3, 4 on his notepad of who was doing what.
"I'll do it!" cried Ginyu (A/N: someone pointed out to me in the reviews that he's not dead, but just work with me on this.) Raditz wrote it down; he had made the decision to do it on a first come-first served kind of basis.
"And so will I," said Jeice.
"You will?" asked Ginyu.
"Of course; this gives the Ginyu force an even better chance to win!" Jeice cried ecstatically.
"Right!" Ginyu agreed, rubbing his enormous hands together wickedly.
Raditz just rolled his eyes. Despite the fact the Ginyu force was powerful, they were still a bunch of loons. "Anyone else?" he asked, looking over at the Red Ribbon Army; they looked as though they were planning something, since they were all hunched over in a circle whispering.
General Blue straightened up, smiling, and then said, "I'll do it; I'll win a victory that this army hasn't seen in years! Wo, hahaha!" he cackled, flashing the victory sign.
"Er, ok… whatever… weirdo," Raditz mumbled, writing it all down. "We still need one more person."
No one looked particularly "gung-ho." Just then, two ogres strolled up.
"Just what do you think you're doing?" asked one
"Hello, Goz, Mez."
"Don't you try and sweet-talk me, Raditz! I know you villains are all up to something, so just spit it out!" Goz cried angrily.
"We are only planning the greatest episode of 'Whose Line is it Anyway?' guys," Freeza told them.
"Really?" asked Mez excitedly.
"Really," some random guy from the Red Ribbon Army replied.
"Um, any chance *we* could help?" asked Mez sheepishly.
"No!" everyone except Raditz chorused; he was busy thinking.
"Actuall," he began, "I do have a job that these two could do; remember how small their audience was? Well, we could get an even *bigger* one!" he said.
"So, what has that got to do with us?" Goz and Mez asked.
"Simple; you can do the advertising, and, come the show, usher everyone and such. I'm sure you two would be very good at it, since everyone knows who you are around here," Raditz buttered them up.
"Hmm…" Goz stroked his chin in thought.
"Sounds promising…"
The two looked at each other, and then- by some telepathetic means of communication- decided: "We'll do it!"
"Great; you can tell people and out up posters with this information on them," raditz told the two, pulling a sheet of paper out of his notepad. The two ran off.
"So, I guess we'll just have to find someone else to be a contestant later, but until then, we'll have to move onto the host."
"I'll do it!" Freeza volunteered.
"Me, me!" Recome yelled.
"No, I want to do it!" Emperor Pilaf shouted.
"Bring it on, short-fry, *I'm* doing it!" Freeza threatened, shoving a fist under Pilaf's nose.
"Hmm, you wouldn't *dare* hit me," Pilaf said, turning around. Next thing he knew, he was sent flying through the air by Freeza's foot. "Ahhhhnoooo!!!!!!" he yelled.
"Emperor!" Mai and Shao cried in alarm, as they saw him land in a pool of lava, upturning a boat with the happy little clouds in it the looked like Kinto'un.
"Any one else wanna protest?" Freeza snarled, turning around, and then smirking.
"Nope, no problems here!" Recome said, putting his hands up, and backing away from the foreboding Ice-jin.
"Good," Freeza turned his black lips into a smirk. "You can put me down as host, Raditz."
"Right…" Raditz said, jotting it down, then sighed, as he looked over the list. "Well, all we need is another contestant…"
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Sorry to leave you at a semi-cliffhanger like that. I honest-to-God don't know who to put in as another contestant. All suggestions are more welcome for who it should be, and for games as well!
Here's credits as to who suggested who to do what and such:
Raditz as a techie: I had this in mind, but poetisa also thought of it.
17 as a techie: yours truly
Cell on piano: GeordieLadPaul1
Freeza as host: poetisa and MeRLin
Jeice as a contestant: german-milk-maid
Ginyu as a contestant: Raven
General Blue as a contestant: this was my idea! Bwahahahaha! *starts coughing*
Nappa as cameraman: poetisa
Gero as cameraman: my idea (again)
Mai as camerawoman: again, my thinking went into this one
Shao as camerafox: ditto
To throw Goz and Mez in there: poetisa
To make them ushers and advertisers: *points to herself* Hell yeah, I'm a genius (by the way, I totally forget which is which! Hehe… tell me in your review por favor. Gracias!)