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It's PARODY TIME!

GYRAX Presents… s-CRYING-ed: In a Nutshell

Episode 8: M4d Sk1llz0r!


CITY

KAZUMA: It's Showtime. Time to play my infamous ass-kissing act!

HOLY HQ

KAZUMA: Hi guys! Name's Kazuma and I wanna join!

SCHERIS: We can all see right through your act.

KAZUMA: And I can see right through your skirt!

SCHERIS: The hell!

ZIGMARI: Well, if he wants to join us, then why the hell not? I can see much potential in this guy.

KAZUMA: D00d, you're creeping me out.

LATER

RYUHO: I'm a bit suspicious about him.

ZIGMARI: None to worry. We'll win him over…WITH THE POWER OF FANFICTION! MWAHAHAHAHAHA!

RYUHO: D00d, you're creeping me out.

CAFETERIA

KAZUMA: All of the sudden I feel compelled to do stuff that normally I wouldn't do!

STRAIGHT: Good for you, KAZUYA

KAZUMA: It's KAZUMA!

STRAIGHT: Whatever, KATHY. I'll just deliberately get your name wrong to piss you off.

MIMORI: Hi! Remember I'm that hot scientist girl you met earlier.

KAZUMA: You like me, don't you?

MIMORI looks at STRAIGHT: Yeah, something like that.

KAZUMA: Cool! Let's go! (They LEAVE.)

STRAIGHT goes all TEARY: I SWEAR TO GOD, SHE DOES THAT ON PURPOSE!

RYUHO: DAYAMN!

ROAD

MIMORI: The Lost Ground is a great place to have a vacation, though its name is quite ominous.

KAZUMA: You bored me to the max, but you have a point.

RESTAURANT

(SCHERIS and RYUHO observe as KAZUMA eats like a VORACIOUS HYENA, while MIMORI watches.)

SCHERIS: We're sitting together, so that means we're on a date! MASSIVE WOOTAGE!

RYUHO: DAYAMN! Look at the d00d eat!

(At an AMUSEMENT PARK, KAZUMA and MIMORI are having fun, riding rides, and eating cotton candy, Blah-Blah-Blah-Blah-Blah, JUST GET ON WITH THE DAMN STORY!)

HOTEL AT NIGHT

UNKEI: This is where I make my big appearance on screen! I'm Unkei, and I'm the greatest fanfiction writer in the history of mankind! Ph34r my M4d Sk1llz0r as I makes this fic go any way I want! Now, Kazuma and Mimori recite another Aqua Teen Hunger Force reference!

KAZUMA: You take a bunch of tacos, smash them with a hammer, and put crackers on top. That called "Taco Pie".

MIMORI: You know how to make Taco Pie?

UNKEI: See what I mean?

NEXT DAY

KAZUMA: I'm a member of HOLY!

SCHERIS: Not unless you take the entrance exams!

UNKEI: I'm also a fan of "Love Hina"!

KAZUMA: This computer's telling me I'm a kindergartener!

SCHERIS: If that computer's telling me you're a kindergartener then you're a kindergartener.

GYM

KAZUMA: That load of giga-crap better be lucky I was able to pass the entrance exams, or it would've had a stick of RAM up its cybernetic ass!

RYUHO: I challenge you to a duel!

KAZUMA: Ok.

ARENA

(KAZUMA kicks RYUHO's miserable ass to Jerusalem and back.)

RYUHO: Ok, so you kicked my ass. Let's be friends now! (He LATCHES on to him.)

KAZUMA: WHAT THE HELL!

UNKEI: SURPRISE! This is actually a KazuxRyu Yaoi fanfiction, and the greatest one yet! Fangirls will read it and be amazed, and then they'll bow down to me! Then, I'll…

KAZUMA: Keep those stupid fantasies to yourself, you SICK LITTLE MONKEY! (He kicks his ass.) If there's anything that bothers me like bad itch, it's communities of rabid fans who are mad that I don't do everything they want me to do, so they make up rumors, gossip endlessly, and come up with stories about me!

UNKEI: And I shall continue the fickleness, with my new fanfic about…WHEN YOU'RE FRIENDS ARE SHIPPED TO THE MAINLAND!

KAZUMA: WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT!

RYUHO is still latched on to him: Well, this is quite an embarrassing scenario I just happened to be in…

KAZUMA: GET THE HELL OFF OF ME!

AIRPORT

KAZUMA: CRAP! I'M TOO LATE! WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!

SEAN CONNERY: I just made a doody in my pants.

The End, Bee-yotches!

Next Time… s-CRYING-ed: In a Nutshell

Episode 9: She Sells Seashells by the Seashore.