A/N Hey, this is my THIRD chapter! Yay! *cheers* *one boo* Oh shut up!!!!!! Stop it! Argh!
Anyway, this is the chapter where I get to make someone leave! Yay!!!! Woooohoooooo! Of course, I wouldn't have been able to do it alone. Thank you reviewers.
Tortallan Big Brother
Me: Hey! Welcome back to Tortallan Big Brother! I suppose the first thing we should do is to announce the one who has been evicted!
Jon: We didn't vote, though.
Me: So? We don't need no stinkin' votes!
George: Yes we do.
Me: Well, not here! Anyway, we are evicting TWO people today because I was just informed that Cleon was changed into a god or something or other and was evicted. Good bye, Cleon.
Cleon: NOOOOO! *poof* *is gone*
Me: And, the readers have decided that Delia sucks and she should leave. She has a total of 15 votes.
Delia: NOOOOOOOO!! I don't want to 'poof!' away! I want to remain whole and me! *squish* Ow...*poof!*
Me: Now that that's over with.....What now??? Hmmm....
Neal: You have nothing planned?
Me: Planned? Me? Me having plans? Ha! I don't need plans!
Kel: Whatever...
Me: According to my calculations, there are only 7 of you left! *looks proud of self*
Dom: It sure takes a genius to figure that out.
Me: So, we're going to play a game!
Jon: *looks scared, as do the others*
Me: We're going to play "Try To Impress Me With Your Silly And Useless Talents Or Collections And Whoever Is The Worst At It Is Kicked Out." Doesn't that sound fun?????
All: *unenthusiastically* Yay....
Me: Neal, you first.
*Neal walks up*
*lights darken*
*suddenly they light up really fast*
Neal: Oops! I did it again! I played with your heart! Got lost in the game!
Me: *laughs hysterically* That's enough! *ahahaha* Stop! *hahahahahahaha*
Neal: *looks smug* *walks back and sits down*
*Dom walks up*
Dom: *thinks for a moment* *belly dances to a Shakira CD*
All others: *laugh hysterically*
Dom: *smiles and walks off*
Kel: Hi, Dom. *purrs*
Dom: Hello, Kel.
Kel: *bats eyelashes* *hops on Dom's lap* *smiles sweetly*
Dom: Ugh. *shoves her off his lap*
Kel: *gets up* *lifts nose into the air and goes to sit next to Neal*
Neal: *scoots away*
KeL: *follows*
Daine: *walks up* *transforms into a duck* *quack!!!* *looks at host (me)*
Me: *stares* That's it? *pushes little red button* *big men rush out and grab duck-Daine and carry her away, while she quacks cuss words at the host*
Numair: Daine!
Neal: *scoots more*
Kel: *follows*
Neal: *scoots more*
Kel: *follows*
Neal: *gets up and runs away*
Kel: *chases after Neal*
Goerge: *walks up* *finds knife in one of his many pockets* *jungles knife*
*Various applauds, ooh, and aaaahs*
George: *knife slips* *cuts off ear*
Me: YAY!!! Best performance yet!
George: *tears well up in eyes* *scurries off to find a big band aid*
Kel: *stops chasing Neal* *walks up* *belly dances*
Dom: Hey! She took mine!
Kel: Then kiss me!
Dom: NEVER!
Kel: Fine! *continues to belly dance*
*applause*
Kel: *walks back to seat* *sees Neal* *chases him*
Numair: *walks up* *grabs electric guitar* *pulls out hair tie* *begans playing heavy metal song* *turns head up and down so that his hair is flying all around (you know what I mean)*
Jon: *looks cheerful* *grabs his drum set from the closet and joins Numair* *does head bob thing, only it isn't as effective for Jon since his hair is short*
Me: Bravo! *laughs*
*Jon and Numair return to their seats*
Me: You all win, except for Daine. But she already left.
All: Yay!
Me: Now, go rest! Off to bed with yeh!
*all trot off to bed*
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I am soo sorry it took so long to update. I feel bad now. *sniff* I hope you like! REVIEW!!!
Lady Alanna Salmalin of Conte, the Queen of Fluff
Anyway, this is the chapter where I get to make someone leave! Yay!!!! Woooohoooooo! Of course, I wouldn't have been able to do it alone. Thank you reviewers.
Tortallan Big Brother
Me: Hey! Welcome back to Tortallan Big Brother! I suppose the first thing we should do is to announce the one who has been evicted!
Jon: We didn't vote, though.
Me: So? We don't need no stinkin' votes!
George: Yes we do.
Me: Well, not here! Anyway, we are evicting TWO people today because I was just informed that Cleon was changed into a god or something or other and was evicted. Good bye, Cleon.
Cleon: NOOOOO! *poof* *is gone*
Me: And, the readers have decided that Delia sucks and she should leave. She has a total of 15 votes.
Delia: NOOOOOOOO!! I don't want to 'poof!' away! I want to remain whole and me! *squish* Ow...*poof!*
Me: Now that that's over with.....What now??? Hmmm....
Neal: You have nothing planned?
Me: Planned? Me? Me having plans? Ha! I don't need plans!
Kel: Whatever...
Me: According to my calculations, there are only 7 of you left! *looks proud of self*
Dom: It sure takes a genius to figure that out.
Me: So, we're going to play a game!
Jon: *looks scared, as do the others*
Me: We're going to play "Try To Impress Me With Your Silly And Useless Talents Or Collections And Whoever Is The Worst At It Is Kicked Out." Doesn't that sound fun?????
All: *unenthusiastically* Yay....
Me: Neal, you first.
*Neal walks up*
*lights darken*
*suddenly they light up really fast*
Neal: Oops! I did it again! I played with your heart! Got lost in the game!
Me: *laughs hysterically* That's enough! *ahahaha* Stop! *hahahahahahaha*
Neal: *looks smug* *walks back and sits down*
*Dom walks up*
Dom: *thinks for a moment* *belly dances to a Shakira CD*
All others: *laugh hysterically*
Dom: *smiles and walks off*
Kel: Hi, Dom. *purrs*
Dom: Hello, Kel.
Kel: *bats eyelashes* *hops on Dom's lap* *smiles sweetly*
Dom: Ugh. *shoves her off his lap*
Kel: *gets up* *lifts nose into the air and goes to sit next to Neal*
Neal: *scoots away*
KeL: *follows*
Daine: *walks up* *transforms into a duck* *quack!!!* *looks at host (me)*
Me: *stares* That's it? *pushes little red button* *big men rush out and grab duck-Daine and carry her away, while she quacks cuss words at the host*
Numair: Daine!
Neal: *scoots more*
Kel: *follows*
Neal: *scoots more*
Kel: *follows*
Neal: *gets up and runs away*
Kel: *chases after Neal*
Goerge: *walks up* *finds knife in one of his many pockets* *jungles knife*
*Various applauds, ooh, and aaaahs*
George: *knife slips* *cuts off ear*
Me: YAY!!! Best performance yet!
George: *tears well up in eyes* *scurries off to find a big band aid*
Kel: *stops chasing Neal* *walks up* *belly dances*
Dom: Hey! She took mine!
Kel: Then kiss me!
Dom: NEVER!
Kel: Fine! *continues to belly dance*
*applause*
Kel: *walks back to seat* *sees Neal* *chases him*
Numair: *walks up* *grabs electric guitar* *pulls out hair tie* *begans playing heavy metal song* *turns head up and down so that his hair is flying all around (you know what I mean)*
Jon: *looks cheerful* *grabs his drum set from the closet and joins Numair* *does head bob thing, only it isn't as effective for Jon since his hair is short*
Me: Bravo! *laughs*
*Jon and Numair return to their seats*
Me: You all win, except for Daine. But she already left.
All: Yay!
Me: Now, go rest! Off to bed with yeh!
*all trot off to bed*
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I am soo sorry it took so long to update. I feel bad now. *sniff* I hope you like! REVIEW!!!
Lady Alanna Salmalin of Conte, the Queen of Fluff