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IMPORTANT!! READ THIS!!
Hey I just fixed the ending paragraph of this interview, I apologize for it getting all scrambled up at the end. But I fixed it and I'll eventually have my Deckard Cain interview up eventually. And for those of you who have played War Craft, I now have a War Craft story up. Its not a funny interview story but I got one of those in the works as we speak. So read and enjoy.
Real Disclaimer: To Red Lady: I am fully acknowledging the fact that you wrote Diablo's a Girl and that the plot of that interview story is yours. SO NOW YOU CAN'T SUE ME!! HA, HA, HA, HA, HA.... Uh.... HA!
But no really; I just really liked your interview and thought the Tyreal part of it was pretty good.
Hyper Guyver: Hello, and welcome once again readers to the Hyper Guyver interviews. Today's guest in our hellish series of pathetic misfit character is the worrier of heaven above. He's known to hell as Satan's pain in the ass, to humans, that character that never actually does anything to help you, and heaven's personal migraine, the one, the only, THE ARCHANGEL TYREAL!
Tyreal: Thank you, thank you very much. (Waves to the audience)
Hyper Guyver: Who are you waving to?
Tyreal: The audience.
Hyper Guyver: What audience? We're in my basement.
Tyreal: Oh... uh, sorry.
Hyper Guyver: All right then lets get started. So ARCHANGEL TRYEAL! Do I actually have to keep saying your name like that?
Tyreal: Yep, it's in the signed contract we made before I agreed to this interview.
Hyper Guyver: What's the point? All it does is make you out to be a bigger loser that than you already are.
Tryeal: Bigger loser than I already am?!
Hyper Guyver: Well come on; think about it, you never actually did anything really helpful. You left all the work to the mortals. You just stood there during the entire game, complaining about how we're running out of time and telling us to do all the work. I mean. would it have killed you to fight Izual for us?
Tryeal: (Sigh) Will you drop the subject if I let you use my name in lower case?
Hyper Guyver: ^_^
Tryreal: So what do you want to know?
Hyper Guyver: For starters...
(Mudy and Gabe come bursting in)
Hyper Guyver: What are you two doing here? I thought that Paladin killed you last interview.
Gabe: He almost did... but then when he was chasing us and we lead him into a den full of Demon Lords.
Mudy: They would have killed us too, but they said we were too scrawny to bother with so they took the Paladin and kicked us out.
Hyper Guyver: So your telling me that even the minions of Hell don't want you around?
Mudy: Uh... well, I wouldn't necessarily look at it that way.
Gabe: Well, maybe they do, but... Hey wait a minute, is that the archangel Tyreal?
Tyreal: Hello.
Mudy: (Gulp) uh... Hyper Guyver, you didn't tell him about our little Alter of Darkness did you?
Tyreal: Alter of Darkness?
Hyper Guyver: (sigh) They're wannabe Satanists. But even the Goths won't take them.
Mudy: Hey, it not our fault they don't understand real genius. How was anyone of us to know that Goths don't actually sacrifice baby lambs in a séance.
Tyreal:...
Hyper Guyver:.
Tyreal: Hey wait a minute, did you say that you left a Paladin in a den of Demon Lords?
Gabe: Yeah, why?
Tyreal: 5... 4... 3... 2...
(Paladin ghost burst into the room)
Paladin Ghost: Uh, Mr. Tyreal... uh sir. Could you. you know.
Tyreal: (Sigh) What's this make it? Your fourteenth, fifteenth?
Paladin Ghost: uh... twentieth.
Tyreal: (sigh) Hold on... (Tyreal pulls out a keyboard) Here we go. But this time, can you at least go a week with out getting your ass killed?
Paladin Ghost: A whole week?
Tyreal: (Sigh)
(Tyreal pushes the ESC button)
Paladin: (ZZZZAAAAPPPP) AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (cough, cough) Thanks sir.
(Paladin crawls out of the room)
Gabe: that was sooooo cool. But does it always have to be that painful?
Tyreal: Actually it doesn't have to be painful at all. That Paladin just gets on my nerves.
Mudy: Hmmmm... interesting...
Hyper Guyver: Anyway... we were in the middle of an interview?
Tyreal: oh right, what first?
Hyper Guyver: Well first lets start with...
Mudy: Hey wait a minute! You did an interview with Red Lady once... I think it was called. DIABLOS A GIRL!
Tyreal: Uh... can we not talk about that? It kind of... well doesn't bring back really good memories...
Mudy: Because you dated her?
Tryeal: Shut Up! I don't want to talk about it!
Hyper Guyver: Yeah, especially the fact that Red Lady can sue me?
Gabe: Oh yeah, that...
Hyper Guyver: Moving along... Tyreal, since were already running out of time I'll make this quick... what are your plans after Diablo?
Tyreal: Well, I've been talking to some Blizzard executives and we're working out some ideas for Star Craft II.
Hyper Guyver: Star Craft II?
Tyreal: Yeah, were in the middle of figuring out if I'll replace Jim Raynor, or Zeratul...
Hyper Guyver: But you're an Archangel, what does that have to do with Star Craft?
Tyreal: I don't know... what does Red Lady have to do with your interview stories?
Hyper Guyver:... uh...
Mudy: HA! You stumped him! Suck on that Bitch!
Hyper Guyver: Are you two still here?
Gabe: Well yeah, we're else would we go?
Hyper Guyver: How about your home? You know. where you sacrificed your cat for St. Patrick's Day.
Tryeal: St. Patrick's Day?
Hyper Guyver: Please don't get them started...
Gabe: Well it all started back last St. Patrick's Day, when Mudy and I got drunk on goats blood and the cat was peeing on the carpet again, so.... blah, blah, blah, blah...
Hyper Guyver: Sorry, I had to bleep out the rest of that just so the readers wouldn't loose their lunches.
Tryeal: Dear God... that was disgusting... I'm getting the hell... oops, I mean the heaven out of here...
Hyper Guyver: Wait! I haven't finished asking my questions yet!
(Tyreal Town portals out of Hyper Guyver's Basement)
Hyper Guyver: (Sigh) Well, stay tuned next time when I interview the Horadrim Sage Deckard Cain. Just maybe we'll find out just how old he really is...
Gabe: ...and then... one time at Satanist Band camp...
Hyper Guyver: (Shudder) Until next time, good day and good night...
Mudy: ...then the cat peed all over the Alter of Darkness...
Hyper Guyver: (Shudder)
IMPORTANT!! READ THIS!!
Hey I just fixed the ending paragraph of this interview, I apologize for it getting all scrambled up at the end. But I fixed it and I'll eventually have my Deckard Cain interview up eventually. And for those of you who have played War Craft, I now have a War Craft story up. Its not a funny interview story but I got one of those in the works as we speak. So read and enjoy.
Real Disclaimer: To Red Lady: I am fully acknowledging the fact that you wrote Diablo's a Girl and that the plot of that interview story is yours. SO NOW YOU CAN'T SUE ME!! HA, HA, HA, HA, HA.... Uh.... HA!
But no really; I just really liked your interview and thought the Tyreal part of it was pretty good.
Hyper Guyver: Hello, and welcome once again readers to the Hyper Guyver interviews. Today's guest in our hellish series of pathetic misfit character is the worrier of heaven above. He's known to hell as Satan's pain in the ass, to humans, that character that never actually does anything to help you, and heaven's personal migraine, the one, the only, THE ARCHANGEL TYREAL!
Tyreal: Thank you, thank you very much. (Waves to the audience)
Hyper Guyver: Who are you waving to?
Tyreal: The audience.
Hyper Guyver: What audience? We're in my basement.
Tyreal: Oh... uh, sorry.
Hyper Guyver: All right then lets get started. So ARCHANGEL TRYEAL! Do I actually have to keep saying your name like that?
Tyreal: Yep, it's in the signed contract we made before I agreed to this interview.
Hyper Guyver: What's the point? All it does is make you out to be a bigger loser that than you already are.
Tryeal: Bigger loser than I already am?!
Hyper Guyver: Well come on; think about it, you never actually did anything really helpful. You left all the work to the mortals. You just stood there during the entire game, complaining about how we're running out of time and telling us to do all the work. I mean. would it have killed you to fight Izual for us?
Tryeal: (Sigh) Will you drop the subject if I let you use my name in lower case?
Hyper Guyver: ^_^
Tryreal: So what do you want to know?
Hyper Guyver: For starters...
(Mudy and Gabe come bursting in)
Hyper Guyver: What are you two doing here? I thought that Paladin killed you last interview.
Gabe: He almost did... but then when he was chasing us and we lead him into a den full of Demon Lords.
Mudy: They would have killed us too, but they said we were too scrawny to bother with so they took the Paladin and kicked us out.
Hyper Guyver: So your telling me that even the minions of Hell don't want you around?
Mudy: Uh... well, I wouldn't necessarily look at it that way.
Gabe: Well, maybe they do, but... Hey wait a minute, is that the archangel Tyreal?
Tyreal: Hello.
Mudy: (Gulp) uh... Hyper Guyver, you didn't tell him about our little Alter of Darkness did you?
Tyreal: Alter of Darkness?
Hyper Guyver: (sigh) They're wannabe Satanists. But even the Goths won't take them.
Mudy: Hey, it not our fault they don't understand real genius. How was anyone of us to know that Goths don't actually sacrifice baby lambs in a séance.
Tyreal:...
Hyper Guyver:.
Tyreal: Hey wait a minute, did you say that you left a Paladin in a den of Demon Lords?
Gabe: Yeah, why?
Tyreal: 5... 4... 3... 2...
(Paladin ghost burst into the room)
Paladin Ghost: Uh, Mr. Tyreal... uh sir. Could you. you know.
Tyreal: (Sigh) What's this make it? Your fourteenth, fifteenth?
Paladin Ghost: uh... twentieth.
Tyreal: (sigh) Hold on... (Tyreal pulls out a keyboard) Here we go. But this time, can you at least go a week with out getting your ass killed?
Paladin Ghost: A whole week?
Tyreal: (Sigh)
(Tyreal pushes the ESC button)
Paladin: (ZZZZAAAAPPPP) AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (cough, cough) Thanks sir.
(Paladin crawls out of the room)
Gabe: that was sooooo cool. But does it always have to be that painful?
Tyreal: Actually it doesn't have to be painful at all. That Paladin just gets on my nerves.
Mudy: Hmmmm... interesting...
Hyper Guyver: Anyway... we were in the middle of an interview?
Tyreal: oh right, what first?
Hyper Guyver: Well first lets start with...
Mudy: Hey wait a minute! You did an interview with Red Lady once... I think it was called. DIABLOS A GIRL!
Tyreal: Uh... can we not talk about that? It kind of... well doesn't bring back really good memories...
Mudy: Because you dated her?
Tryeal: Shut Up! I don't want to talk about it!
Hyper Guyver: Yeah, especially the fact that Red Lady can sue me?
Gabe: Oh yeah, that...
Hyper Guyver: Moving along... Tyreal, since were already running out of time I'll make this quick... what are your plans after Diablo?
Tyreal: Well, I've been talking to some Blizzard executives and we're working out some ideas for Star Craft II.
Hyper Guyver: Star Craft II?
Tyreal: Yeah, were in the middle of figuring out if I'll replace Jim Raynor, or Zeratul...
Hyper Guyver: But you're an Archangel, what does that have to do with Star Craft?
Tyreal: I don't know... what does Red Lady have to do with your interview stories?
Hyper Guyver:... uh...
Mudy: HA! You stumped him! Suck on that Bitch!
Hyper Guyver: Are you two still here?
Gabe: Well yeah, we're else would we go?
Hyper Guyver: How about your home? You know. where you sacrificed your cat for St. Patrick's Day.
Tryeal: St. Patrick's Day?
Hyper Guyver: Please don't get them started...
Gabe: Well it all started back last St. Patrick's Day, when Mudy and I got drunk on goats blood and the cat was peeing on the carpet again, so.... blah, blah, blah, blah...
Hyper Guyver: Sorry, I had to bleep out the rest of that just so the readers wouldn't loose their lunches.
Tryeal: Dear God... that was disgusting... I'm getting the hell... oops, I mean the heaven out of here...
Hyper Guyver: Wait! I haven't finished asking my questions yet!
(Tyreal Town portals out of Hyper Guyver's Basement)
Hyper Guyver: (Sigh) Well, stay tuned next time when I interview the Horadrim Sage Deckard Cain. Just maybe we'll find out just how old he really is...
Gabe: ...and then... one time at Satanist Band camp...
Hyper Guyver: (Shudder) Until next time, good day and good night...
Mudy: ...then the cat peed all over the Alter of Darkness...
Hyper Guyver: (Shudder)