The Telemarketers Meet The Outer Senshi
Just something I came up with one night after reading ways of getting rid of telemarketers Gundam Wing style. WARNING: MAJOR OOC (Out Of Character)- ness
The Outer Senshi are just sitting around one day doing nothing (wow no battles) and today is Telemarketer Day for them it seems.
*Phone rings*
Tara: Yyyyeellloww?
Telemarketer: Yes who am I speaking with?
Tara: Why?
Telemarketer: I need to speak with a Tara James
Tara: Why?
Telemarketer: Because I have an important buisness call for her
Tara: Why?
Telemarketer: Are you Tara?
Tara: Why?
Telemarketer: I am with AT&T and wondering if you want to switch phone companies...
Tara: ONE DAY I WILL RULE THE WORLD!!!!!!!
Telemarketer: *hangs up*
Aroura: Who was that?
Tara: Telemarketer
Aroura: Oh...I guess you like the word why?
Tara: Yep.
*Phone rings again*
Aroura: I'll get it. *picks up phone and speaks in Britsh accent* Hello?
Telemarketer: Yes I would like to know if you would like a Master card at--
Aroura: *cuts off telemarketer* OH MY GOD THERE'S A MONSTER!! SOMEONE KILL IT!!! OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD!!!!
Tara: *fwaps table in background*
Telemarketer: Are you okay, Ms.?
Aroura: OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD...IT'S ALIVE!!
Telemarketer: *hangs up scared to death*
Tara: I shoulda done that.
Trista: *walks into room* Did someone say monster?
*Phone rings yet again*
Trista: *Picks it up* Hello??
Telemarketer: Are you over the age of 18?
Trista: *thinks- now there's a hard question* Yes...
Telemarketer: Do you have an MCI phone provider?
Trista: Yes...
Telemarketer: Would you like to switch to Sprint PCS for only--
Trista: *cuts off telemarketer in Time Guardian mode* I know who you are and where you live, and I know your past and future.
Telemarketer: Umm...
Trista: I shall send one of my beings to your house tonight...you won't be making any more calls, let me say
Telemarketer: *shifty voice* Um,...do you want to switch to Sprint PCS?
Trista: I know where you live.
Tara and Aroura: *do DUN DUN DUN sounds in background*
Telemarketer: I gotta go bye! *hangs up quickly*
Trista: That got rid of him.
Tara: Yep.
Aroura: Imagine sitting there all day long calling people to use Sprint PCS.
Tara: When they could be out fighting negatrash...!! What a shame they are
Aroura: *nodnodnod*
Amara: *comes into room* Who's been calling?
Tara, Aroura, and Trista: Telemarketers.
Amara: Oh.
*phone rings for the millionth time*
Amara: I'll get it. *picks up phone* Yeah can I help you?
Telemarketer: Are you interested in a Visa card?
Amara: I'm a car racer.
Telemarketer: Yes very nice. Do you want a credit card?
Amara: *VERY mockingly* Dude did you see the last race?
Telemarketer: I am offering you a once in a lifetime chance to get a credit card from Visa with a 0.9 interest rate...*goes on*
Amara: DON'T MOCK CAR RACING!!
Telemarketer: I'm not
Amara: I don't like you
Telemarketer: Do you want a credit card? *again*
Amara: You're mean, and I'm telling my....*uh...* car racing team on you! *hangs up*
Telemarketer: *blink, stare*
Tara: Nice
Aroura: Congrats!
Trista: *clap*
Amara: Telemarketers are fun to tell off.
Tara: Couldn'ta said it better myself!
*Michelle walks into room, wondering who's been causing all the wracket*
*phone rings*
Michelle: *picks it up* Hello?
Telemarketer: Are you under 18?
Michelle: By approxmiately one week three days 4 hours 27 minutes 19 seconds, 220.17 milliseconds...*goes on forever*
Telemarketer: *falls asleep then jerks awake* Um, yes, is there anyone in your house over the age of 18?
Michelle: By approximately one-
Telemarketer: NOT THAT AGAIN!
Michelle: --thousand--
Telemarketer: A thousand years over 18?
Michelle: Yep.
Telemarketer: Alive?
Michelle: Yep.
Telemarketer: Through use of scientific reasearch?
Michelle: There weren't scientists that far back.
Telemarketer: Ah, yes of course..how is that possible?
Michelle: Do ya really wanna know?
Telemarketer: Yes!
Michelle: Nya nya too bad baka
Telemarketers: What's baka?
Michelle: *singsong voice* it was invented approximately 227 years ago by someone who--
Telemarketer: Are you a history teacher?
Michelle: Nope
Telemarketer: Do you have a history backgroud?
Michelle: Are you trying to insinuate something?
Telemarketer: Insinuate?
Michelle: Ihaveafriendwhohasaweaponthatwilltearyouapartandthenyouwon'tbeabletocallmean ymoreMr.I'msSoHotsoleammealone. [1]
Telemarketer: Eh?
Michelle: I said, Ihaveafriendwhohasaweaponthatwilltearyouapartandhenyouwon'tbeabletocallmeany moreMr.I'mSoHotsoleammealone.
Telemarketer: How is that person a thousand years over 18?
Michelle: The number eighteen is really a monomial of the letters z and 27 which are in Greek mythology known as pi.
Telemarketer: Um...ok
Michelle: There's something sneaking up behind you that came from the bottom of a shipwreck in the ocean *says spookily then hangs up*
Tara: *scribbling down notes* was that math stuff true? *scribble*
Michelle: Nope
Tara: *sweatdrops and crumples up her paper and chucks it into the trash* you talk faster than me
Michelle: Yep.
Aroura: Next time they call I get the phone...I have a very nice idea *sly grin*
*phone rings as if on cue*
Tara: This is gonna be good
Aroura: *picks up phone* HURRICANE FORCE!!! *says even though not transformed*
Telemarketer: Hurricane? Um yes, are you interesting in switching to MCI?
Aroura: DIE MONSTER DIE!!! *just able to not crack up*
Telemarketer: MONSTER?!
Aroura: TORNADO BLAST!!!!! *makes a swishing sound in background*
Telemarketer: *hangs up*
Aroura: Think I scared 'im off?
Tara: Yep. I call the phone next time!
Trista: I can only imagine what kind of plot if forming in that mind of yours, Tara.
Tara: *sly grin*
*phone rings again*
Tara: Hello?
Telemarketer: Hello this is AT&T
Tara: Is this AT&T?
Telemarketer: Yes this is AT&T. Are you interested in a prepaid phone card?
Tara: This is AT&T?
Telemarketer: YES this is AT&T, how about that phone card?
Tara: Is this AT&T?
Telemarketer: YES! YES THIS IS AT&T...phone card?
Tara: May I ask who is calling?
Telemarketer: AT&T...now what do you say about a phone card?
Tara: Who do you wanna talk to Mr. MCI?
Telemarketer: I'm with AT&T. May I speak with Ms. James?
Tara: Ok, hold on Mr. Sprint PCS *puts the phone down for 10 straight minutes and goes into the kitchen to make a sandwhich* *comes back thinking that surely the telemarketer is gone*
Telemarketer: *waiting*
Tara: Hello?
Telemarketer: Yes this is AT&T and I wanted to know if...
Tara: Wait you said you're AT&T?
Telemarketer: Yes
Tara: As in the phone people?
Telemarketer: Yes. I was wondering if you...
Tara: I thought you said this was AT&T and not Sprint PCS
Telemarketer: We are a phone company called AT&T. Are you Ms. James?
Tara: But I already have a phone
Telemarketer: Your prepaid phone card will have 5200$ worth of minutes if you sign up now...are you interested?
Tara: Wow! 5200$? That's a lotta money! So, when are you sending me the cash?
Telemarketer: No you would send us the money all together after using your minutes
Tara: But you said you'd pay me! I don't like you
Telemarketer: The deal is that we send you a card and over time the total of minutes on there is worth $5200.
Tara: I demand the supervisor!
Telemarketer: Now (phone card) I (phone card) don't (phone card) think (phone card) that's (phone card) nesecary (phone card!)
Tara: EITHER YOU CONNECT ME WITH THE SUPERVISOR OR THE ANGEL OF DEATH WILL VISIT YOUR HOUSE TONIGHT!
Telemarketer: Yes ma'am *scared voice*
Tara: *sits down again and bites the sandwhich*
Supervisor: Yes I understand you don't comprehend our phone card offer?
Tara: SILENT DESTRUCTION!! *says just to be nutty* FATE WILL SOON ARRIVE AND TAKE YOU WITH IT!!! HAHAHA! *hangs up*
Aroura: Nice nice nice!
Trista: That'll teach those telemarketers
Michelle: I oughta use some of those tactics...
Amara: Next telemarketer that calls I'll Blast 'em!
*phone rings*
~~~
and so concludes part one of The Telemarketers Meet the Outer Senshi
~~~
1- I have a friend that has a weapon that will tear you apart and then you won't be able to call me anymore Mr. I'm So Hot so leamme alone.
Just something I came up with one night after reading ways of getting rid of telemarketers Gundam Wing style. WARNING: MAJOR OOC (Out Of Character)- ness
The Outer Senshi are just sitting around one day doing nothing (wow no battles) and today is Telemarketer Day for them it seems.
*Phone rings*
Tara: Yyyyeellloww?
Telemarketer: Yes who am I speaking with?
Tara: Why?
Telemarketer: I need to speak with a Tara James
Tara: Why?
Telemarketer: Because I have an important buisness call for her
Tara: Why?
Telemarketer: Are you Tara?
Tara: Why?
Telemarketer: I am with AT&T and wondering if you want to switch phone companies...
Tara: ONE DAY I WILL RULE THE WORLD!!!!!!!
Telemarketer: *hangs up*
Aroura: Who was that?
Tara: Telemarketer
Aroura: Oh...I guess you like the word why?
Tara: Yep.
*Phone rings again*
Aroura: I'll get it. *picks up phone and speaks in Britsh accent* Hello?
Telemarketer: Yes I would like to know if you would like a Master card at--
Aroura: *cuts off telemarketer* OH MY GOD THERE'S A MONSTER!! SOMEONE KILL IT!!! OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD!!!!
Tara: *fwaps table in background*
Telemarketer: Are you okay, Ms.?
Aroura: OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD...IT'S ALIVE!!
Telemarketer: *hangs up scared to death*
Tara: I shoulda done that.
Trista: *walks into room* Did someone say monster?
*Phone rings yet again*
Trista: *Picks it up* Hello??
Telemarketer: Are you over the age of 18?
Trista: *thinks- now there's a hard question* Yes...
Telemarketer: Do you have an MCI phone provider?
Trista: Yes...
Telemarketer: Would you like to switch to Sprint PCS for only--
Trista: *cuts off telemarketer in Time Guardian mode* I know who you are and where you live, and I know your past and future.
Telemarketer: Umm...
Trista: I shall send one of my beings to your house tonight...you won't be making any more calls, let me say
Telemarketer: *shifty voice* Um,...do you want to switch to Sprint PCS?
Trista: I know where you live.
Tara and Aroura: *do DUN DUN DUN sounds in background*
Telemarketer: I gotta go bye! *hangs up quickly*
Trista: That got rid of him.
Tara: Yep.
Aroura: Imagine sitting there all day long calling people to use Sprint PCS.
Tara: When they could be out fighting negatrash...!! What a shame they are
Aroura: *nodnodnod*
Amara: *comes into room* Who's been calling?
Tara, Aroura, and Trista: Telemarketers.
Amara: Oh.
*phone rings for the millionth time*
Amara: I'll get it. *picks up phone* Yeah can I help you?
Telemarketer: Are you interested in a Visa card?
Amara: I'm a car racer.
Telemarketer: Yes very nice. Do you want a credit card?
Amara: *VERY mockingly* Dude did you see the last race?
Telemarketer: I am offering you a once in a lifetime chance to get a credit card from Visa with a 0.9 interest rate...*goes on*
Amara: DON'T MOCK CAR RACING!!
Telemarketer: I'm not
Amara: I don't like you
Telemarketer: Do you want a credit card? *again*
Amara: You're mean, and I'm telling my....*uh...* car racing team on you! *hangs up*
Telemarketer: *blink, stare*
Tara: Nice
Aroura: Congrats!
Trista: *clap*
Amara: Telemarketers are fun to tell off.
Tara: Couldn'ta said it better myself!
*Michelle walks into room, wondering who's been causing all the wracket*
*phone rings*
Michelle: *picks it up* Hello?
Telemarketer: Are you under 18?
Michelle: By approxmiately one week three days 4 hours 27 minutes 19 seconds, 220.17 milliseconds...*goes on forever*
Telemarketer: *falls asleep then jerks awake* Um, yes, is there anyone in your house over the age of 18?
Michelle: By approximately one-
Telemarketer: NOT THAT AGAIN!
Michelle: --thousand--
Telemarketer: A thousand years over 18?
Michelle: Yep.
Telemarketer: Alive?
Michelle: Yep.
Telemarketer: Through use of scientific reasearch?
Michelle: There weren't scientists that far back.
Telemarketer: Ah, yes of course..how is that possible?
Michelle: Do ya really wanna know?
Telemarketer: Yes!
Michelle: Nya nya too bad baka
Telemarketers: What's baka?
Michelle: *singsong voice* it was invented approximately 227 years ago by someone who--
Telemarketer: Are you a history teacher?
Michelle: Nope
Telemarketer: Do you have a history backgroud?
Michelle: Are you trying to insinuate something?
Telemarketer: Insinuate?
Michelle: Ihaveafriendwhohasaweaponthatwilltearyouapartandthenyouwon'tbeabletocallmean ymoreMr.I'msSoHotsoleammealone. [1]
Telemarketer: Eh?
Michelle: I said, Ihaveafriendwhohasaweaponthatwilltearyouapartandhenyouwon'tbeabletocallmeany moreMr.I'mSoHotsoleammealone.
Telemarketer: How is that person a thousand years over 18?
Michelle: The number eighteen is really a monomial of the letters z and 27 which are in Greek mythology known as pi.
Telemarketer: Um...ok
Michelle: There's something sneaking up behind you that came from the bottom of a shipwreck in the ocean *says spookily then hangs up*
Tara: *scribbling down notes* was that math stuff true? *scribble*
Michelle: Nope
Tara: *sweatdrops and crumples up her paper and chucks it into the trash* you talk faster than me
Michelle: Yep.
Aroura: Next time they call I get the phone...I have a very nice idea *sly grin*
*phone rings as if on cue*
Tara: This is gonna be good
Aroura: *picks up phone* HURRICANE FORCE!!! *says even though not transformed*
Telemarketer: Hurricane? Um yes, are you interesting in switching to MCI?
Aroura: DIE MONSTER DIE!!! *just able to not crack up*
Telemarketer: MONSTER?!
Aroura: TORNADO BLAST!!!!! *makes a swishing sound in background*
Telemarketer: *hangs up*
Aroura: Think I scared 'im off?
Tara: Yep. I call the phone next time!
Trista: I can only imagine what kind of plot if forming in that mind of yours, Tara.
Tara: *sly grin*
*phone rings again*
Tara: Hello?
Telemarketer: Hello this is AT&T
Tara: Is this AT&T?
Telemarketer: Yes this is AT&T. Are you interested in a prepaid phone card?
Tara: This is AT&T?
Telemarketer: YES this is AT&T, how about that phone card?
Tara: Is this AT&T?
Telemarketer: YES! YES THIS IS AT&T...phone card?
Tara: May I ask who is calling?
Telemarketer: AT&T...now what do you say about a phone card?
Tara: Who do you wanna talk to Mr. MCI?
Telemarketer: I'm with AT&T. May I speak with Ms. James?
Tara: Ok, hold on Mr. Sprint PCS *puts the phone down for 10 straight minutes and goes into the kitchen to make a sandwhich* *comes back thinking that surely the telemarketer is gone*
Telemarketer: *waiting*
Tara: Hello?
Telemarketer: Yes this is AT&T and I wanted to know if...
Tara: Wait you said you're AT&T?
Telemarketer: Yes
Tara: As in the phone people?
Telemarketer: Yes. I was wondering if you...
Tara: I thought you said this was AT&T and not Sprint PCS
Telemarketer: We are a phone company called AT&T. Are you Ms. James?
Tara: But I already have a phone
Telemarketer: Your prepaid phone card will have 5200$ worth of minutes if you sign up now...are you interested?
Tara: Wow! 5200$? That's a lotta money! So, when are you sending me the cash?
Telemarketer: No you would send us the money all together after using your minutes
Tara: But you said you'd pay me! I don't like you
Telemarketer: The deal is that we send you a card and over time the total of minutes on there is worth $5200.
Tara: I demand the supervisor!
Telemarketer: Now (phone card) I (phone card) don't (phone card) think (phone card) that's (phone card) nesecary (phone card!)
Tara: EITHER YOU CONNECT ME WITH THE SUPERVISOR OR THE ANGEL OF DEATH WILL VISIT YOUR HOUSE TONIGHT!
Telemarketer: Yes ma'am *scared voice*
Tara: *sits down again and bites the sandwhich*
Supervisor: Yes I understand you don't comprehend our phone card offer?
Tara: SILENT DESTRUCTION!! *says just to be nutty* FATE WILL SOON ARRIVE AND TAKE YOU WITH IT!!! HAHAHA! *hangs up*
Aroura: Nice nice nice!
Trista: That'll teach those telemarketers
Michelle: I oughta use some of those tactics...
Amara: Next telemarketer that calls I'll Blast 'em!
*phone rings*
~~~
and so concludes part one of The Telemarketers Meet the Outer Senshi
~~~
1- I have a friend that has a weapon that will tear you apart and then you won't be able to call me anymore Mr. I'm So Hot so leamme alone.