Kit: Whoa. People actually reviewed. I'm amazed. I'm also amazed I got a request to do a character in particular. I'll go ahead and respond.
To Jake: Yep, Dennis the Menace. That about covers it all. We didn't really get much rain to speak of. Just wind. A lot of wind.
To BVP: Actually, for some strange reason, sketch is the technical term used. Skit sounds better, but I'm going with the real name.
To Death Angel's Shadow: Yeah, we're fine. It basically just fell apart when it landed. It's still a little windy…
To SweetKatie97: SLOW DOWN! I can only type so fast…
To mew shauzia: THANK YOU! I felt so bad for torturing poor Brooklyn, I was thinking about making myself feel better by torturing a character I don't like. Thank you for asking me to do a Ming-Ming one so I can heal. Melissa hates Ming-Ming…
Melissa: GRR….MING-MING DIE! (shreds picture of Ming-Ming with teeth)
Kit: This said, I'm going to skip Max for a little while and do a little Ming-Ming torture instead. Sorry if any of my readers actually like Ming squared, but I don't. You are, however, welcome to send in requests and suggestions for particular characters you may want me to do. Let's roll.
(See previous)
Discern Your Actors!
a.k.a.
Know Your Stars!
Chapter 2
Ming-Ming
(Ming-Ming is sitting on a chair, waiting for the interview to start)
"Know your stars; know your stars; Know Your Stars…" The narrator says in a round.
"Ming-Ming…"
(Ming squared flashes a victory sign at her name)
"…Is horribly allergic to salt…"
"Excuse me? I'm not allergic to salt! I'm really not allergic to anything. You must be mistaken." Ming-Ming says, putting on her I'm-such-a-cute-little-pop-star-(shoot-me-now-) voice.
"Ming-Ming…That isn't her real nose…"
"Take that back!" she squeals. "I have never had any type of plastic surgery in my life! How dare you say that!"
"Ming-Ming…Has never had any type of plastic surgery in her life…"
"Now that's better!" She says, contently sitting back in her chair.
"…And looks like it too…"
"WHAT! NO ONE INSULTS ME LIKE THAT!" Ming squared screeches.
"No one insults me like that!" the narrator repeats, in a mocking tone…
"Stop that!"
"Stop that!"
"I mean it!"
"I mean it!"
"QUIT REPEATING EVERYTHING I SAY!"
"Quit repeating everything I say!"
"WHY YOU! WHEN I FIND YOU, I'M GONNA-" She begins, but is cut off before her threat can be finished.
"Ming-Ming…Doesn't really sing live at those live concerts…"
"Are you accusing me of lip-singing?'!"
"Ming-Ming…Accuses herself of lip-singing…"
"YOU ACCUSED ME OF LIP-SINGING!"
"No I didn't."
"Yes you did!"
"When?"
"Five seconds ago! When you said I don't sing live at my live concerts!" She slaps her hand over her mouth. Oh God, please…
"Ming-Ming…Admits she doesn't sing live at her live concerts…"
"GRR! LISTEN YOU! IF YOU DON'T STOP TWISTING MY WORDS AGAINST ME, I'M GOING TO HUNT YOU DOWN AND SHOVE THIS CHAIR RIGHT UP YOUR DAMN-"
"Ming-Ming…Has no clue that this is a live, international broadcast…"
"WE'RE LIVE?'! OH MY GOD, PLEASE TELL ME HE'S LYING!"
"He's not."
"Nice try. You aren't God!"
"How do you know? You can't see me. We're LIVE after all…"
"Why you no-good, filthy little bas-"
"Now you know…Ming-Ming…"
"No they don't! All they know is that you're a pathological liar! Where did you get your information?'! Hey; HEY! GET BACK HERE WITH THAT CAMERA! I'M NOT DONE YET! COME BAAAAACCCCKKK!"
Kit: Wow, I feel so much better now! A little character torture is just what I needed!
Kai: Were you born evil?
Kit: Nah. I think it developed over time. Though you know what they say about twins. One is always born evil.
Kai: But you don't have a twin.
Kit: Oh yeah…in that case, then yes, I was born evil. Review if you want, no flames. I'm STILL bored, though…(looks at Kai evilly)…And I THINK I might have my next contestant…
Kai: Back off, demon-girl…
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