Dana is turning out to be like Lori isn't she? Well, I'm still developing
her character, so please be patient with me, I know I'm taking forever, but
hopefully it will be worth the wait, thanks.
I own none of the characters in this story except for Dana, Tonya, and the occasional extra or two. Other characters are all owned by Telescene. In other words, not me!
T.V.O. Well, things in the evil department were going pretty slow, so I decided to step out for a walk. (Tommy is seen fighting a monster in the park) Yep, leave it to the demonic beings to pick up the pace the one moment I stop to smell the roses.
(Lair, Tommy enters. Dana and Merton's eyes are mindlessly glued to the TV. Dana holds a bowl of popcorn.)
Tommy: Guys, I just got jumped by a horny demon.
(Merton and Dana both look at Tommy with a disgusted look)
Tommy: I meant demon with horns.
(Merton and Dana shrug and turn back to the TV, taking a few bits of popcorn, never letting their eyes come off the TV)
Tommy: (Sitting down in a chair) The weird thing is that it was so-
Merton: Easy to kill?
Tommy: Yeah.
Dana: We know.
Tommy: Ookay. What are you two watching?
Merton: (Never looking away from the TV) It's a new show based on the imagination of reality.
Tommy: A reality show?
Dana: No, a show based on the IMAGINATION of reality!
Tommy: A fictional show based on reality?
Both: NO A-
Tommy: show based on the imagination of reality. I get it. I get it. Sheesh.
Merton: You asked.
Tommy: So, what's the name of it? (Merton and Dana give Tommy a look) Wait.let me guess, Show-Based-on-the-Imagination-of-Reality. (Merton and Dana nod while still keeping their eyes glued to the TV) Seems like they'll put anything on television these days. Merton? (No response) Merton? (Still no response) MERTON?
Merton: (Taking his glance off of the TV) What???
Tommy: I was trying to get your attention.
Merton: So?
Tommy: So-
Dana: Can you guys keep it down? I'm trying to watch. (Bursts into laughter)
Merton: Awe, did he stick the pipe cleaner up his nose again?
Dana: (Giggling) Yep.
Merton: Darn it, I missed it! Thanks a lot Tommy!
Tommy: Merton, don't you think we should be, I don't know, researching the big bad instead of watching, hey, are those water skies?
Merton: Yep.
Tommy: Cool.
(Tommy sits down on the couch with them. Dana passes the popcorn. Time goes by in fast forward as we see the group laughing and watching the show for six hours. They rapidly grow tired. Their eyes start to droop as dark purple spots form under their eyes.)
Tommy: (Blinking his eyes and rubbing them with his hands) Guys, this thing has been on for almost nine hours! I think we should go to school.
Merton: Nah, school bad.
Dana: TV much funner.
Tommy: Do you hear yourselves? You're sounding like morons.
Dana: Like you?
(Merton and Dana start giggling.)
Tommy: Very funny. I think it's time to turn the TV off now.
(Tommy turns the TV off manually. Merton turns it back on with the remote control. They repeatedly turn the TV on and off several times. Tommy turns it off again, and then grabs the remote control and throws it in the fish tank. Merton pouts and crosses his arms.)
Tommy: Now, isn't that better? (The popcorn bowl comes out of nowhere and lands on Tommy's head, popcorn flying everywhere. Dana and Merton start giggling again.) Thanks.
(Barely lit cave. Candles flickering. The girl from the portal wakes up to find herself by a pit of fire. Startled she gets up, very suspicious.)
Girl: Where the-
Voice: (Flames get bigger) hell are you? Really, you must obtain a much cleaner vocabulary. In my day we used to wash out the mouths of those that were naughty, and then hung them out to dry. My, those were the days.
Girl: Fine. Where am I?
Voice: (Face coming from the fire) Well, actually, Hell.
Girl: Heh. Funny. Now, who are you and why am I here?
Voice: I am he who is too awesome to be named, (Girl roles eyes) and you are here to serve your purpose and destiny.
Girl: Thanks for the offer, but I make my own destiny and purpose. (Turns to leave, but is stopped by very ugly muscular henchmen) Then again, maybe we COULD just chat for a bit. That tight. Down boys.
Voice: You will help me destroy the world.
Girl: I see you're the kind that likes to get straight to the point. The thing is, I don't really WANT to destroy the world. I kinda like it, nice homey touches, and ya gotta love the soda. So give me one good reason why I'm gonna help you. (The henchmen all pull out long jagged swords) I like your reasoning.
Voice: I knew you would.
Girl: But why me? Technically I dwell in this reality quite a bit, but the fact is, I'm from another dimension. Why don't you get one of your evil earthlings to help you out on this one bud?
Voice: The mortal humans are of no use to me. I need something out of this world, if you'll pardon a pun. I need the great Tonya.
Tonya: (Hesitant) I-I don't go by that name anymore. (Now confident) I'm now BW-Black Wasp.
Voice: Very well, Black Wasp. I want your assistance, these priests of mine are good and well, but the fact is, they are just so idiotic when it comes to battle.
Tonya: I can see. (She glances over at the henchmen. They are all picking their noses)
Voice: However, you will not go without reward. I will grant you anything you want, a rank, treasures, dreams- anything.
Tonya: Deal. But if I may ask, why DO you want to destroy the world?
Voice: If I do not destroy it now, I may never have a chance to do so in the future. Evil is growing, but good is over powering the world. The absolute power that kindles my being may very well be questioned through this period of time.
Tonya: (Yawns) Whatever, where do you keep the food?
(Tommy is seen walking down the street)
T.V.O. Merton and Dana were definitely not themselves. Everyone seemed to be glued to that one show. (Tommy's parents are watching the TV.) Except for one.
Dean: (Talking to the side with Tommy) They call this quality television? It contains no moral plot, or outstanding dialogue, yet it's ratings are through the roof. And get this; it seems that every channel is showing this stupid programming.
Tommy: What do you mean?
Dean: (flips channels, Mr. and Mrs. Dawkins are not bothered by this for every channel has the exact same show) Have you any idea what it's like not to see Emma's cheerful smile, Buffy's cutesy quirks, Lizzie McGuire's obnoxious, yet appeasing, whining? Life's not fair little bro! Is there no justice?
Tommy: There is now. (Tommy leaves while Dean starts crying)
T.V.O. I once got an intern to the studios where they broadcast shows in our town, so tracking down the area was no big problem.
(Studio Room. Man is smoking a cigar while playing the recording. He wears a device on his head that appears to be receiving waves of electricity. Tommy enters)
Tommy: I knew it! Well, actually, I didn't.
Man: That's because my machine is sucking the intelligence out of everyone who watches the show until there is no intelligence left! Muwhahahaha.
Tommy: Dude that explains why Dean and me repel the spell, wait-hey!
Man: Not a spell you dumb jock, it's a mosaic of electrical wave patterns programmed to send brain cells airway.
Tommy: That is so wrong!
(Tommy comes at the guy and starts hitting him. The man blocks every move)
Man: Honestly, I'm smart enough to defend myself, you should really be more intelligent about this, then again, you probably can't help that.
Tommy: That's it.
(Tommy pulls off the device.)
Man: Wait! I need that!
Tommy: (Smashes the device) Not anymore.
(Tommy leaves bringing the smashed unit with him.)
Man: The boss is going to kill me.
(Lair, Merton and Dana are rubbing their heads in pain. Tommy walks in)
Tommy: Hey guys (They both groan) Man it's nice to have you back.
T.V.O. So everything was back to normal.
(Caves)
Tonya: Bring him in.
(Two henchmen bring in a struggling man, the man from the studio)
Tonya: Shame on you Feederman. The boss does not like failure.
Feederman: I didn't mean to fail.
Tonya: Awe, we all don't mean to fail, but it just, happens.
(Tonya picks up a knife. Feederman whimpers)
Feederman: I can do better. Next time I can do better.
Tonya: I don't know buddy. Right now it kinda looks like there won't be a next time, too bad.
Feederman: Please.
Tonya: Very well, I'm sure we can get together and work something out.
(She signals for the henchman to let go.)
Feederman: (Hugging her) Thank you BW. You won't regret this. If it weren't for that werewolf, I would have succeeded!
Tonya: (grabbing him by the collar) What werewolf?
Feederman: (Hysterical) I don't know. He was just there, and then he took the Electronic Neuron Receptor. He was too strong.
Tonya: (still holding Feederman) Well boys, looks like we got ourselves a new goodie-goodie.
Feederman: Please BW, don't tell Master about the little incident. I tried my best.
Tonya: There, there. It'll all be over soon. (She then sharply stabs him with the knife she has in her hand. Feederman yelps as he drops to the floor and dies) I want that pup found immediately. No one is going to ruin the plans. Besides, I never really cared for dogs anyway.
T.V.O. After all the brain draining, I had time to think about Dana and me. I decided that it was finally time to talk.
(Park bench, nighttime)
Dana: I'm sorry. I just didn't want you to consider me a freak.
Tommy: You're not a freak. Everyone goes through financial troubles once in a while, but that doesn't mean you should sale your body every time it gets rough.
Dana: I never actually did anything. Just danced. Besides, that's not why I'm a freak.
Tommy: What do you mean?
Dana: I can't tell you.
Tommy: Please Dana, you can trust me. I won't care who or what you are. Tell me the truth.
Dana: Okay. The low class story is all a cover up. That's part of it, but not the whole. I'm not, from here.
Tommy: I know that.
Dana: No Tommy. I'm not FROM HERE.
Tommy: Oh (pause) what?
TBC
Yeah, I know, horrible. Oh well, please leave a review, thank you.
I own none of the characters in this story except for Dana, Tonya, and the occasional extra or two. Other characters are all owned by Telescene. In other words, not me!
T.V.O. Well, things in the evil department were going pretty slow, so I decided to step out for a walk. (Tommy is seen fighting a monster in the park) Yep, leave it to the demonic beings to pick up the pace the one moment I stop to smell the roses.
(Lair, Tommy enters. Dana and Merton's eyes are mindlessly glued to the TV. Dana holds a bowl of popcorn.)
Tommy: Guys, I just got jumped by a horny demon.
(Merton and Dana both look at Tommy with a disgusted look)
Tommy: I meant demon with horns.
(Merton and Dana shrug and turn back to the TV, taking a few bits of popcorn, never letting their eyes come off the TV)
Tommy: (Sitting down in a chair) The weird thing is that it was so-
Merton: Easy to kill?
Tommy: Yeah.
Dana: We know.
Tommy: Ookay. What are you two watching?
Merton: (Never looking away from the TV) It's a new show based on the imagination of reality.
Tommy: A reality show?
Dana: No, a show based on the IMAGINATION of reality!
Tommy: A fictional show based on reality?
Both: NO A-
Tommy: show based on the imagination of reality. I get it. I get it. Sheesh.
Merton: You asked.
Tommy: So, what's the name of it? (Merton and Dana give Tommy a look) Wait.let me guess, Show-Based-on-the-Imagination-of-Reality. (Merton and Dana nod while still keeping their eyes glued to the TV) Seems like they'll put anything on television these days. Merton? (No response) Merton? (Still no response) MERTON?
Merton: (Taking his glance off of the TV) What???
Tommy: I was trying to get your attention.
Merton: So?
Tommy: So-
Dana: Can you guys keep it down? I'm trying to watch. (Bursts into laughter)
Merton: Awe, did he stick the pipe cleaner up his nose again?
Dana: (Giggling) Yep.
Merton: Darn it, I missed it! Thanks a lot Tommy!
Tommy: Merton, don't you think we should be, I don't know, researching the big bad instead of watching, hey, are those water skies?
Merton: Yep.
Tommy: Cool.
(Tommy sits down on the couch with them. Dana passes the popcorn. Time goes by in fast forward as we see the group laughing and watching the show for six hours. They rapidly grow tired. Their eyes start to droop as dark purple spots form under their eyes.)
Tommy: (Blinking his eyes and rubbing them with his hands) Guys, this thing has been on for almost nine hours! I think we should go to school.
Merton: Nah, school bad.
Dana: TV much funner.
Tommy: Do you hear yourselves? You're sounding like morons.
Dana: Like you?
(Merton and Dana start giggling.)
Tommy: Very funny. I think it's time to turn the TV off now.
(Tommy turns the TV off manually. Merton turns it back on with the remote control. They repeatedly turn the TV on and off several times. Tommy turns it off again, and then grabs the remote control and throws it in the fish tank. Merton pouts and crosses his arms.)
Tommy: Now, isn't that better? (The popcorn bowl comes out of nowhere and lands on Tommy's head, popcorn flying everywhere. Dana and Merton start giggling again.) Thanks.
(Barely lit cave. Candles flickering. The girl from the portal wakes up to find herself by a pit of fire. Startled she gets up, very suspicious.)
Girl: Where the-
Voice: (Flames get bigger) hell are you? Really, you must obtain a much cleaner vocabulary. In my day we used to wash out the mouths of those that were naughty, and then hung them out to dry. My, those were the days.
Girl: Fine. Where am I?
Voice: (Face coming from the fire) Well, actually, Hell.
Girl: Heh. Funny. Now, who are you and why am I here?
Voice: I am he who is too awesome to be named, (Girl roles eyes) and you are here to serve your purpose and destiny.
Girl: Thanks for the offer, but I make my own destiny and purpose. (Turns to leave, but is stopped by very ugly muscular henchmen) Then again, maybe we COULD just chat for a bit. That tight. Down boys.
Voice: You will help me destroy the world.
Girl: I see you're the kind that likes to get straight to the point. The thing is, I don't really WANT to destroy the world. I kinda like it, nice homey touches, and ya gotta love the soda. So give me one good reason why I'm gonna help you. (The henchmen all pull out long jagged swords) I like your reasoning.
Voice: I knew you would.
Girl: But why me? Technically I dwell in this reality quite a bit, but the fact is, I'm from another dimension. Why don't you get one of your evil earthlings to help you out on this one bud?
Voice: The mortal humans are of no use to me. I need something out of this world, if you'll pardon a pun. I need the great Tonya.
Tonya: (Hesitant) I-I don't go by that name anymore. (Now confident) I'm now BW-Black Wasp.
Voice: Very well, Black Wasp. I want your assistance, these priests of mine are good and well, but the fact is, they are just so idiotic when it comes to battle.
Tonya: I can see. (She glances over at the henchmen. They are all picking their noses)
Voice: However, you will not go without reward. I will grant you anything you want, a rank, treasures, dreams- anything.
Tonya: Deal. But if I may ask, why DO you want to destroy the world?
Voice: If I do not destroy it now, I may never have a chance to do so in the future. Evil is growing, but good is over powering the world. The absolute power that kindles my being may very well be questioned through this period of time.
Tonya: (Yawns) Whatever, where do you keep the food?
(Tommy is seen walking down the street)
T.V.O. Merton and Dana were definitely not themselves. Everyone seemed to be glued to that one show. (Tommy's parents are watching the TV.) Except for one.
Dean: (Talking to the side with Tommy) They call this quality television? It contains no moral plot, or outstanding dialogue, yet it's ratings are through the roof. And get this; it seems that every channel is showing this stupid programming.
Tommy: What do you mean?
Dean: (flips channels, Mr. and Mrs. Dawkins are not bothered by this for every channel has the exact same show) Have you any idea what it's like not to see Emma's cheerful smile, Buffy's cutesy quirks, Lizzie McGuire's obnoxious, yet appeasing, whining? Life's not fair little bro! Is there no justice?
Tommy: There is now. (Tommy leaves while Dean starts crying)
T.V.O. I once got an intern to the studios where they broadcast shows in our town, so tracking down the area was no big problem.
(Studio Room. Man is smoking a cigar while playing the recording. He wears a device on his head that appears to be receiving waves of electricity. Tommy enters)
Tommy: I knew it! Well, actually, I didn't.
Man: That's because my machine is sucking the intelligence out of everyone who watches the show until there is no intelligence left! Muwhahahaha.
Tommy: Dude that explains why Dean and me repel the spell, wait-hey!
Man: Not a spell you dumb jock, it's a mosaic of electrical wave patterns programmed to send brain cells airway.
Tommy: That is so wrong!
(Tommy comes at the guy and starts hitting him. The man blocks every move)
Man: Honestly, I'm smart enough to defend myself, you should really be more intelligent about this, then again, you probably can't help that.
Tommy: That's it.
(Tommy pulls off the device.)
Man: Wait! I need that!
Tommy: (Smashes the device) Not anymore.
(Tommy leaves bringing the smashed unit with him.)
Man: The boss is going to kill me.
(Lair, Merton and Dana are rubbing their heads in pain. Tommy walks in)
Tommy: Hey guys (They both groan) Man it's nice to have you back.
T.V.O. So everything was back to normal.
(Caves)
Tonya: Bring him in.
(Two henchmen bring in a struggling man, the man from the studio)
Tonya: Shame on you Feederman. The boss does not like failure.
Feederman: I didn't mean to fail.
Tonya: Awe, we all don't mean to fail, but it just, happens.
(Tonya picks up a knife. Feederman whimpers)
Feederman: I can do better. Next time I can do better.
Tonya: I don't know buddy. Right now it kinda looks like there won't be a next time, too bad.
Feederman: Please.
Tonya: Very well, I'm sure we can get together and work something out.
(She signals for the henchman to let go.)
Feederman: (Hugging her) Thank you BW. You won't regret this. If it weren't for that werewolf, I would have succeeded!
Tonya: (grabbing him by the collar) What werewolf?
Feederman: (Hysterical) I don't know. He was just there, and then he took the Electronic Neuron Receptor. He was too strong.
Tonya: (still holding Feederman) Well boys, looks like we got ourselves a new goodie-goodie.
Feederman: Please BW, don't tell Master about the little incident. I tried my best.
Tonya: There, there. It'll all be over soon. (She then sharply stabs him with the knife she has in her hand. Feederman yelps as he drops to the floor and dies) I want that pup found immediately. No one is going to ruin the plans. Besides, I never really cared for dogs anyway.
T.V.O. After all the brain draining, I had time to think about Dana and me. I decided that it was finally time to talk.
(Park bench, nighttime)
Dana: I'm sorry. I just didn't want you to consider me a freak.
Tommy: You're not a freak. Everyone goes through financial troubles once in a while, but that doesn't mean you should sale your body every time it gets rough.
Dana: I never actually did anything. Just danced. Besides, that's not why I'm a freak.
Tommy: What do you mean?
Dana: I can't tell you.
Tommy: Please Dana, you can trust me. I won't care who or what you are. Tell me the truth.
Dana: Okay. The low class story is all a cover up. That's part of it, but not the whole. I'm not, from here.
Tommy: I know that.
Dana: No Tommy. I'm not FROM HERE.
Tommy: Oh (pause) what?
TBC
Yeah, I know, horrible. Oh well, please leave a review, thank you.