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A Pair Of Sixxes Talk Show episode Two
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Hearts Desire: And now, we interrupt your other boring show for A Pair of Sixxes. And no it isn't a sopa opera! Todays quests are.......pretty much uninvited. And now, here are your hosts, NC Sixx and Alycia!
*scattered applause until NC Sixx hits her bright red button*
*Exploding applause and cheers echo until the hosts sit down and NC hits the button again*
Alycia: Alright, welcom back to A Pair of Sixxes. I'm Alycia, but you can call me Medusa.
*Cheers*
NC Sixx: And I'm NC Sixx, but you can call me master. (*grin*)
*Crickets chirp*
NC Sixx: That was a joke.
*More crickets*
NC Sixx: *sarcastic* Thanks a lot guys, I love you , too. It's always the same ol situaltion. (*shakes head*)
Nikki: Ha! That's one of the songs I wrote!
NC Sixx: Ah ha ha ha ha. Not funny.
*just for that, the crowd errupts in applause*
NC Sixx: I hate this job.
Alycia: Alrighty, then. Our first guess today has held many titles such as Undisputed Champion, Highlight of the Night, Tag Team Champion, King of The World, and my personal love-slave....err.....Intercontinental Champion, I mean. Please welcome out, Chris Jericho!!
*Chris Jericho's video begins to play and his music starts out of nowhere as he does his pose and takes a seat next to Alycia, who sits wide eyed and shocked*
Chris Jericho: Don't drool on my new boots, okay? I just bought themand they cost more than your life. Anyways, I'm not here to talk about myself, I don't like to talk about myself. Now, if we could just go to the Jeri- tron 5000 we can--
NC Sixx: We're not on your set, Chris.
Chris Jericho: Isn't this the Highlight Reel? The worlds most popular television show? The Razzle-Dazzle of Raw?
NC Sixx: *simply* No.
Chris Jericho: Then what the hell did I agree to? *Looks around* Whew, you're right, this isn't my set. Look at all the crappy background and the ugly people and...what are these? *points at the chair he's sitting on*
NC Sixx: First off, those are bean bags. They're comfy, no? And second of all, you didn't agree to come out here in the first place, Alycia convinced me to kidnap you.
Chris Jericho: Her? *points to Alycia*
NC Sixx: That'd be her.
Chris Jericho: You okay, jerky?
Alycia: *nods, still in shock*
NC Sixx: Great! Now I don't have a co-host. What the hell am I suppossed to do now?
Hearts Desire: I'll do it!
NC Sixx: Shut up.
*The Rock pops up in the crowd*
Rock: I'll do it!
NC Sixx: I don't like you. *waves hand in Alycia's face* Wake up..(*thinks*)..I saw Dawn Marie backstage.
Alycia: *eyes shoot open and she growls evily* I hate Dawn Marie.
NC Sixx: I know, I read your profile.
Alycia: Can we go to a commercial while I go backstage and strangle her? *eagerly*
NC Sixx: No, she's not really back there.
Chris Jericho: Um, do I have to keep sitting here?
Hearts Desire: YOU CAN SIT WITH ME!
NC Sixx: No, you can go backstage if you want. We've gotta get this show on the road.
Alycia: *Watches Y2J until he disappears backstage then falls to the floor in a last attempt to see him*
NC Sixx: You're acting worse than I did when I met him.
Alycia: Hey, your the author.
Hearts Desire: What?
NC Sixx: Nothing. Anyways, our next guest is the reigning Intercontinental Champion. Please welcome Christian, while I do get him a wig and a chainsaw. *Disappears backstage*
Alycia: *looks confused since author hasn't explained anything to her yet*
Christian: *takes the empty seat* Hi. Are you a Peep? Of course you are, who isn't.
Kerstin: Me.
Christian: *laughs* What a joker.
NC Sixx: *reappears sadly, empty handed* Damn my security. *notices Christian sitting there and breaks down crying* First Shawn, then you, then Hawk, then Kidman...WHEN WILL IT END??????
Everyone: *looks on, scared and confused*
NC Sixx: *jumps up and grabs Christian by the shirt cuffs* WHY??? WHY DID YOU HAVE TO GO AND CUT YOUR HAIR?
Audience: *finally grasps what the hell she was talking about*
NC Sixx: *once again falls to the floor, crying into Christians girly jeans*
Christian: Um, I needed a new look to be the new Intercontinental Champion. Otherwise, no one would take me seriously? *questioningly*
NC Sixx: Get the hell off my set until you grow your hair put. *to camera man* Give me that. *takes camera and closes up on herself* Shannon Moore, I read that you are having a change of appearance soon, and I know it's gonna be more than your newly peirced lip. But, if you cut your lovely lovely hair. I WILL HATE YOU! Now, our next guest is a real cool dude. Actually, he so totally reeks of awesomeness. And if HE cuts his hair, I will personally choke him with it. Please welcome, EDGE!
*whole room errupts in cheers as Edge comes out and sits between the hosts*
Edge: *smiles brightly*
Alycia: *blocks her eyes from the glare of Adam's amazingly bright and beautiful teeth* Well, welcome here, I'm glad you could make it!
Edge: yeah, well, I can't stay too long, cause I have to go meet my wife in about twenty mingutes but--
Tyler Dumas: *bloodcurling* NOOOOOOOOOOOO! You're mine! All mine and if anyone touches you, they are going to reek in hell, that's what they'll do. And I will personally see to it that they are taken care of. Because you will be mine. All mine. Mine, mine, mine, mine, mine.
*Makes a run for the stage*
Tyler: *laches to Edges leg* Never, I will never let you go. *sniff* Oooh, you smell good. Do you-
Alycia: You mind getting out of here?
Tyler: *evilly* FUCK OFF! He's mine!
NC Sixx: Nikki, can you take her away?
Nikki: Um, actually, I was thinking about this whole "security guard stagehand" thing and-
NC Sixx: Never mind! Mark! Get her out of here!
Mark: *Comes in and drags Tyler away*
Tyler: Nooo! Nooo! He's mine! Mine! MINE!
Alycia: *cocks head to side* That's weird.
Edge: That's funny! She so totaly reeks of awesomeness!
Alycia: So, hows your neck doing, Edge.
Edge: Good.
Alycia: That's great! I can't wait to see you back.
Edge: QUIT ASKING ABOUT JEFF! IF HE WANTS YOU TO KNOW HE'D SAY!
Alycia: *confused*
NC Sixx: *in daze* You're so cute when you're angry!
Alycia: Anyways, I didn't ask about Jeff.
Edge: Oh, well, okay then. You know that I once jumped out of a second story window into a pile of snow in only my boxers?
Alycia: Umm....
NC Sixx: *hand in the air* I DID!
Alycia: Um, that's cool, I guess. A little weird.
Edge; yeah, I think I was drunk.
Alycia: That explains it. Um... anything you wanna ask, NC?
NC Sixx: ....... *sighs contently*
Alycia: Okay, I think that's about enough for this week. Next week, our guests will be, Rob Van Dam, and whoever else we can capture. Cya!
Tyler: MINE! MINE MINE MINE! *Runs toward camera* HE'S MINE!
*Camera abruptly shuts off*
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A Pair Of Sixxes Talk Show episode Two
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Hearts Desire: And now, we interrupt your other boring show for A Pair of Sixxes. And no it isn't a sopa opera! Todays quests are.......pretty much uninvited. And now, here are your hosts, NC Sixx and Alycia!
*scattered applause until NC Sixx hits her bright red button*
*Exploding applause and cheers echo until the hosts sit down and NC hits the button again*
Alycia: Alright, welcom back to A Pair of Sixxes. I'm Alycia, but you can call me Medusa.
*Cheers*
NC Sixx: And I'm NC Sixx, but you can call me master. (*grin*)
*Crickets chirp*
NC Sixx: That was a joke.
*More crickets*
NC Sixx: *sarcastic* Thanks a lot guys, I love you , too. It's always the same ol situaltion. (*shakes head*)
Nikki: Ha! That's one of the songs I wrote!
NC Sixx: Ah ha ha ha ha. Not funny.
*just for that, the crowd errupts in applause*
NC Sixx: I hate this job.
Alycia: Alrighty, then. Our first guess today has held many titles such as Undisputed Champion, Highlight of the Night, Tag Team Champion, King of The World, and my personal love-slave....err.....Intercontinental Champion, I mean. Please welcome out, Chris Jericho!!
*Chris Jericho's video begins to play and his music starts out of nowhere as he does his pose and takes a seat next to Alycia, who sits wide eyed and shocked*
Chris Jericho: Don't drool on my new boots, okay? I just bought themand they cost more than your life. Anyways, I'm not here to talk about myself, I don't like to talk about myself. Now, if we could just go to the Jeri- tron 5000 we can--
NC Sixx: We're not on your set, Chris.
Chris Jericho: Isn't this the Highlight Reel? The worlds most popular television show? The Razzle-Dazzle of Raw?
NC Sixx: *simply* No.
Chris Jericho: Then what the hell did I agree to? *Looks around* Whew, you're right, this isn't my set. Look at all the crappy background and the ugly people and...what are these? *points at the chair he's sitting on*
NC Sixx: First off, those are bean bags. They're comfy, no? And second of all, you didn't agree to come out here in the first place, Alycia convinced me to kidnap you.
Chris Jericho: Her? *points to Alycia*
NC Sixx: That'd be her.
Chris Jericho: You okay, jerky?
Alycia: *nods, still in shock*
NC Sixx: Great! Now I don't have a co-host. What the hell am I suppossed to do now?
Hearts Desire: I'll do it!
NC Sixx: Shut up.
*The Rock pops up in the crowd*
Rock: I'll do it!
NC Sixx: I don't like you. *waves hand in Alycia's face* Wake up..(*thinks*)..I saw Dawn Marie backstage.
Alycia: *eyes shoot open and she growls evily* I hate Dawn Marie.
NC Sixx: I know, I read your profile.
Alycia: Can we go to a commercial while I go backstage and strangle her? *eagerly*
NC Sixx: No, she's not really back there.
Chris Jericho: Um, do I have to keep sitting here?
Hearts Desire: YOU CAN SIT WITH ME!
NC Sixx: No, you can go backstage if you want. We've gotta get this show on the road.
Alycia: *Watches Y2J until he disappears backstage then falls to the floor in a last attempt to see him*
NC Sixx: You're acting worse than I did when I met him.
Alycia: Hey, your the author.
Hearts Desire: What?
NC Sixx: Nothing. Anyways, our next guest is the reigning Intercontinental Champion. Please welcome Christian, while I do get him a wig and a chainsaw. *Disappears backstage*
Alycia: *looks confused since author hasn't explained anything to her yet*
Christian: *takes the empty seat* Hi. Are you a Peep? Of course you are, who isn't.
Kerstin: Me.
Christian: *laughs* What a joker.
NC Sixx: *reappears sadly, empty handed* Damn my security. *notices Christian sitting there and breaks down crying* First Shawn, then you, then Hawk, then Kidman...WHEN WILL IT END??????
Everyone: *looks on, scared and confused*
NC Sixx: *jumps up and grabs Christian by the shirt cuffs* WHY??? WHY DID YOU HAVE TO GO AND CUT YOUR HAIR?
Audience: *finally grasps what the hell she was talking about*
NC Sixx: *once again falls to the floor, crying into Christians girly jeans*
Christian: Um, I needed a new look to be the new Intercontinental Champion. Otherwise, no one would take me seriously? *questioningly*
NC Sixx: Get the hell off my set until you grow your hair put. *to camera man* Give me that. *takes camera and closes up on herself* Shannon Moore, I read that you are having a change of appearance soon, and I know it's gonna be more than your newly peirced lip. But, if you cut your lovely lovely hair. I WILL HATE YOU! Now, our next guest is a real cool dude. Actually, he so totally reeks of awesomeness. And if HE cuts his hair, I will personally choke him with it. Please welcome, EDGE!
*whole room errupts in cheers as Edge comes out and sits between the hosts*
Edge: *smiles brightly*
Alycia: *blocks her eyes from the glare of Adam's amazingly bright and beautiful teeth* Well, welcome here, I'm glad you could make it!
Edge: yeah, well, I can't stay too long, cause I have to go meet my wife in about twenty mingutes but--
Tyler Dumas: *bloodcurling* NOOOOOOOOOOOO! You're mine! All mine and if anyone touches you, they are going to reek in hell, that's what they'll do. And I will personally see to it that they are taken care of. Because you will be mine. All mine. Mine, mine, mine, mine, mine.
*Makes a run for the stage*
Tyler: *laches to Edges leg* Never, I will never let you go. *sniff* Oooh, you smell good. Do you-
Alycia: You mind getting out of here?
Tyler: *evilly* FUCK OFF! He's mine!
NC Sixx: Nikki, can you take her away?
Nikki: Um, actually, I was thinking about this whole "security guard stagehand" thing and-
NC Sixx: Never mind! Mark! Get her out of here!
Mark: *Comes in and drags Tyler away*
Tyler: Nooo! Nooo! He's mine! Mine! MINE!
Alycia: *cocks head to side* That's weird.
Edge: That's funny! She so totaly reeks of awesomeness!
Alycia: So, hows your neck doing, Edge.
Edge: Good.
Alycia: That's great! I can't wait to see you back.
Edge: QUIT ASKING ABOUT JEFF! IF HE WANTS YOU TO KNOW HE'D SAY!
Alycia: *confused*
NC Sixx: *in daze* You're so cute when you're angry!
Alycia: Anyways, I didn't ask about Jeff.
Edge: Oh, well, okay then. You know that I once jumped out of a second story window into a pile of snow in only my boxers?
Alycia: Umm....
NC Sixx: *hand in the air* I DID!
Alycia: Um, that's cool, I guess. A little weird.
Edge; yeah, I think I was drunk.
Alycia: That explains it. Um... anything you wanna ask, NC?
NC Sixx: ....... *sighs contently*
Alycia: Okay, I think that's about enough for this week. Next week, our guests will be, Rob Van Dam, and whoever else we can capture. Cya!
Tyler: MINE! MINE MINE MINE! *Runs toward camera* HE'S MINE!
*Camera abruptly shuts off*
