GJF: Hello! This is the premiere work of me, the God-Jellyfish! From a
combination of caffeine, little sleep, randomness, and a "Who's Line is it
Anyway?" marathon, I have created this little piece of work. Just look out
for the disclaimer.
Kuso, here it comes now.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the anime, cartoons, games, and movies, etc. characters that appear in this fic. Not to mention I don't own "Who's Line is it Anyway?" So don't sue me .please .I have no money .I spent it all on cheese fries .honest. Also, Triad Orion and Village Idiot, hope you like your cameos. ^_^
Sit back and enjoy as my random streak is unleashed.
Announcer Guy: Welcome to another edition of "Whose Anime is it Anyway?" Today's guest comedians are: "Are you willing?" Alucard from Hellsing! "Who let the Gundams out?" it's Duo Maxwell from Gundam Wing! "Why is the meat gone?" Spike from Cowboy Bebop! Lastly, we have "Where are the donuts now?" Vash the Stampede from Trigun! Give it up for your host, Zell from Final Fantasy 8!
Zell: Welcome to "Whose Anime is it Anyway?" where everything is on the spot and the points don't matter. That's right, like Final Fantasy 11.
God-Jellyfish in the background: WHY WON'T YOU INSTALL!? : Sobs:
Zell: Ah, he got the PC version. The basic plot, I read off a game from the cards our writers made and our guests act it out with no previous rehearsal, just all on the spot. Our first game is called "Whose Line?" and this is for Alucard and Vash. Come on up and get you envelopes and we'll get this started.
: Alucard and Vash walk up and each pick ups an envelope and pockets the phrases into their pockets:
Zell: The game goes like this, each player is given some phrases and they must somehow add them in. Now, we need a setting from the audience that you wouldn't usually expect.
: Audience members yells out suggestions:
Heero: Gundam plant!
Kenshin: Beef pots!
Triad Orion: Sol Sanctum!
Radical Edward: Radio Shack!
Zell: Radio Shack! Okay, Alucard, you are clerk trying to get Vash to buy a huge home theatre. Go ahead whenever you're ready.
: Vash walks into the store through a fake door and acts like he is looking at the televisions:
Alucard: Hey, nice taste you have there. Going for the Jumbo-Tron 4032 1/6?
Vash: I don't know. It's like my grandfather always told me, "Dammit, the carrots are attacking the Eiffel Tower!"
Alucard: Couldn't be more right, but look at this. 5000-watt subwoofers and plasma screen. Watch this. : Alucard presses a button on a fake remote and both look like they are blowing in the wind: It's just what it says on the box, "Halifax Halifax! Llama, llama, llama, MUSHROOM!"
Vash: Sounds like it describes this perfectly. But how much is it?
Alucard: 500 payments of $16.43, all within one month.
Vash: What a deal! That is right underneath what the ad said, "Pudding skin is good for my sensitive areas."
Alucard: That's our motto for you. So, would you like to pay in cash or check?
Vash: Too late, Grab and Go baby! : Vash steals the fake television and runs out:
: Buzz:
Zell: Great. I'll give you each 500 points, plus 100 for Vash for getting the jumbles. Now, for a few messages from-
: The Ham-hams jump up onto the stage:
Hamtaro: Silence! No more shall we be cute little creatures for your pleasure! Ham-hams, attack!
: The audience sits silently and does nothing:
Zell: Are we supposed to be afraid or something?
Hamtaro: You will be with this! : The hamsters pull out Plank who is covered with C-4: One false move and the 2x4 will be blown to the Home Depot in the sky! Now, for our demands to the public, camera on us! : Turns to the guests: You four will be our hostages to whine, cry, whimper, and plead on the camera. Now move it!
: Alucard, Vash, Spike, and Duo raise their eyebrows before placing on dark sunglasses and firing away with more blood and gore than Kill Bill while the Pulp Fiction theme plays in the background:
Spike: We don't negotiate with hamster terrorists.
: Roger Smith raises his hand up in the audience: Roger: I do!
: More gunfire and blood splattering:
Zell: Well, once the smoke clears and our janitors clean up the blood, we'll be back with more "Whose Anime is it Anyway?"
GJF: More is soon to come. Read and review, email me your suggestions for locations and games. Guest cameo suggestions are also welcomed. Thank you. : Is soon surrounded by rabid ham-hams: I have some clean up to do. :Cocks shotgun and ingram:
DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the anime, cartoons, games, and movies, etc. characters that appear in this fic. Not to mention I don't own "Who's Line is it Anyway?" So don't sue me .please .I have no money .I spent it all on cheese fries .honest. Also, Triad Orion and Village Idiot, hope you like your cameos. ^_^
Sit back and enjoy as my random streak is unleashed.
Announcer Guy: Welcome to another edition of "Whose Anime is it Anyway?" Today's guest comedians are: "Are you willing?" Alucard from Hellsing! "Who let the Gundams out?" it's Duo Maxwell from Gundam Wing! "Why is the meat gone?" Spike from Cowboy Bebop! Lastly, we have "Where are the donuts now?" Vash the Stampede from Trigun! Give it up for your host, Zell from Final Fantasy 8!
Zell: Welcome to "Whose Anime is it Anyway?" where everything is on the spot and the points don't matter. That's right, like Final Fantasy 11.
God-Jellyfish in the background: WHY WON'T YOU INSTALL!? : Sobs:
Zell: Ah, he got the PC version. The basic plot, I read off a game from the cards our writers made and our guests act it out with no previous rehearsal, just all on the spot. Our first game is called "Whose Line?" and this is for Alucard and Vash. Come on up and get you envelopes and we'll get this started.
: Alucard and Vash walk up and each pick ups an envelope and pockets the phrases into their pockets:
Zell: The game goes like this, each player is given some phrases and they must somehow add them in. Now, we need a setting from the audience that you wouldn't usually expect.
: Audience members yells out suggestions:
Heero: Gundam plant!
Kenshin: Beef pots!
Triad Orion: Sol Sanctum!
Radical Edward: Radio Shack!
Zell: Radio Shack! Okay, Alucard, you are clerk trying to get Vash to buy a huge home theatre. Go ahead whenever you're ready.
: Vash walks into the store through a fake door and acts like he is looking at the televisions:
Alucard: Hey, nice taste you have there. Going for the Jumbo-Tron 4032 1/6?
Vash: I don't know. It's like my grandfather always told me, "Dammit, the carrots are attacking the Eiffel Tower!"
Alucard: Couldn't be more right, but look at this. 5000-watt subwoofers and plasma screen. Watch this. : Alucard presses a button on a fake remote and both look like they are blowing in the wind: It's just what it says on the box, "Halifax Halifax! Llama, llama, llama, MUSHROOM!"
Vash: Sounds like it describes this perfectly. But how much is it?
Alucard: 500 payments of $16.43, all within one month.
Vash: What a deal! That is right underneath what the ad said, "Pudding skin is good for my sensitive areas."
Alucard: That's our motto for you. So, would you like to pay in cash or check?
Vash: Too late, Grab and Go baby! : Vash steals the fake television and runs out:
: Buzz:
Zell: Great. I'll give you each 500 points, plus 100 for Vash for getting the jumbles. Now, for a few messages from-
: The Ham-hams jump up onto the stage:
Hamtaro: Silence! No more shall we be cute little creatures for your pleasure! Ham-hams, attack!
: The audience sits silently and does nothing:
Zell: Are we supposed to be afraid or something?
Hamtaro: You will be with this! : The hamsters pull out Plank who is covered with C-4: One false move and the 2x4 will be blown to the Home Depot in the sky! Now, for our demands to the public, camera on us! : Turns to the guests: You four will be our hostages to whine, cry, whimper, and plead on the camera. Now move it!
: Alucard, Vash, Spike, and Duo raise their eyebrows before placing on dark sunglasses and firing away with more blood and gore than Kill Bill while the Pulp Fiction theme plays in the background:
Spike: We don't negotiate with hamster terrorists.
: Roger Smith raises his hand up in the audience: Roger: I do!
: More gunfire and blood splattering:
Zell: Well, once the smoke clears and our janitors clean up the blood, we'll be back with more "Whose Anime is it Anyway?"
GJF: More is soon to come. Read and review, email me your suggestions for locations and games. Guest cameo suggestions are also welcomed. Thank you. : Is soon surrounded by rabid ham-hams: I have some clean up to do. :Cocks shotgun and ingram: