Well I'm back! Barely had any homework today! Meaning, an update no da!
Actually I did half of it in science but YOU don't need to know that.
Anyway, the long awaited advertisement with Hiead our. friend. OR IS HE?
DUN DUN DUN! The Dixie Artist and Lady Shadowflame your up! *sob* This is
the first time I don't have a waiting list. Could it be this is getting
less popular! *bawls moronically* Wait what? Duet-sama wants to be tortured
so more. The preschooler controller. Idea.. MWHAHAHA! Review to be written
in to Chapter 7 or 6! MWHAHAHAHA! DUN DUN DUN!
Announcer: NEW! IMPROVED THE BEST THING EVER GOA BRAND COLORED CONTACTS! *the announcer is shoved out the way and The Dixie Artist takes his place*
The Dixie Artist: Moron. Anywho I'm your real announcer The Dixie Artist! *applause* I know. I know. I'm brilliant! *more applause* I know I deserve applause. *louder applause* Yes and *applause* I'm here to *applause* tell you about *thunderous clapping and cheers* To tell you to *clapping* SHUT UP! ALL OF YOU SHUT UP! *crickets chirp* Thank you. Crickets you're spared for now but I was talking to you as well. *silence* GOA contacts are colorful and cheap. And they're revolutionary. Let's take a look and see how they changed this boy's life.
*scene shifts to a sleepy silver haired boy we all know yawn and stretch while eating his breakfast*
The Dixie Artist: *hiding behind a houseplant* This is Hiead. Yesterday we put some of our revolutionary products on him and he didn't notice. See how his life has changed.
Hiead: *standing up* Hey who's there. I thought I had a restrainer order against you psycho fangirls.
The Dixie Artist: *hopping out from behind a bush* Hi Hiead!
Hiead: What the? Just stay right there or I'll. *glances around and grabs a plastic fork* poke you until you bleed and you lie on the floor twitching whilst I glare down at you laughing manically. Mwhahahaha...
The Dixie Artist: Okay. Right. Have you noticed anything about how your life has changed.
Hiead: No, now get out before I find something more suitable to injure you with.
The Dixie Artist: *nervous* Well uh ehehehe have you checked your messages?
Hiead: *glaring* No. I was training for my battle with Force. Hmph. But I'll grant you this last request maybe.
The Dixie Artist: Quit being difficult! You win that battle anyways.
Hiead: I do?! WOW! I mean. Hmph. *Hiead clicks his answering machine button*
Answering Machine: You have fifteen. hundred messages.
Hiead: *his faces pales* That is a bit above average. *The Dixie Artist tosses him a mirror*
The Dixie Artist: Notice anything different.
Hiead: *looking in mirror* AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! *a person tosses Hiead out the screen*
Lady Shadowflame: AHAHAHAHAHA! I'm Lady Shadowflame. One of the satisfied customers here! OHOHOHOHOHOHOHO! This product has changed my boyfriend Clay's life!
The Dixie Artist: Clay. Man. I feel sorry for you.
Lady Shadowflame: I suggest you be quiet or feel the wrath of my laser gun! *The Dixie Artist is silent* Look at this before and after footage!
*a clip rolls of Clay walking through the hallway pushing his glasses up* *Lady Shadowflame narrates*
Lady Shadowflame: *voiceover* My dear Clay was such a bright guy. But to everyone shares the same affection for him that I do.
The Dixie Artist: Tell me about it.
Lady Shadowflame: Quiet you! Stop messing up my lines! Anyway Clay wasn't respected. He was a little lacking in the social side of things, and he had all the time in the world to study because you know no social life.
*a shot is shown of Clay getting run over during change time* *another shot is shown of him getting a swirlie in the guys bathroom by a guy who looks a lot like Hiead*
Lady Shadowflame: Like a said little social life, oh how am I kidding the kid's an OUTCAST! Oh *ahem*yes. Clay does keep to himself however something is about to change his life.
*while Clay is being brutally run over by tenth graders his glasses fall and break*
Clay: NO! NOT MY GLASSES!
Lady Shadowflame: But then he got some GOA contact lenses and he hasn't been run over since! Why everyone loves Clay now! *there is a shot of Clay surrounded by kids at lunch while he attempts to freestyle*
Lady Shadowflame: Thanks GOA contacts! And I must be going to get some myself! OHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO! See ya around weirdo! *Lady Shadowflame disappears in a fury of black rose petals*
The Dixie Artist: GET BACK HERE! I AM NOT A WIERDO! Oh uh I mean! This is why you should buy our revolutionary product!
Hiead: My eyes are naturally red you stupid people didn't do anything!
The Dixie Artist: Now Hiead you shouldn't lie.
Hiead: I'm serious. Just as serious as I am about killing you if you don't get out of my room right now!
The Dixie Artist: Ah! Okay! *her cellphone rings* Hold on just a sec! Yes. Hello. What do YOU MEAN OUR SALES ARE DOWN! Grr. No. No I don't want to be fired. Oh. I have an idea. *she shuts of her phone* Bye Hiead I was just leaving.
Hiead: *watching her leave* Hmph. Bout time you've excepted that I was born with my eyes the perfect shade of scarlet. What are you doing?
The Dixie Artist: GOTCHA! *she sneaks behind him and pulls his pants down revealing boxers* THAT'S RIGHT! BUY GOA COLORED CONTACTS AND RECEIVE A POSTER OF HIEAD IN HIS UNDERWEAR FREE! AND YOU SHOULD ALL GO READ AND REVIEW ANIMATESS'S YU GI OH FIC NOW OR YOUR POSTER WILL BE REDUCED TO SMOULDERING ASHES! (see I Shamelessly Advertised your fic!)
Hiead: *pulling his pants up* WHAT?!
THE Dixie Artist: No time to explain! Gotta run! Bye!
Hiead: Get back here! Right NOW! *both run out the apartment*
Lady Shadowflame: *strolling on with her cellphone* Say what? Sales have doubled in the past 10 seconds?! AND I get Dixie-chan's bonus right? I do! Thank you! *shuts off cellphone* Hmm. I wonder what they did?
Later that day...
The Dixie Artist: *hanging of a weak limb of two trees sitting on top of the ledge of an impossible to climb cliff* Uh Hiead. It's been 3 hours. Let me down now. Hiead. Hiead! HELP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!e Another advertisement failure! How sad! Well Hiead has been DONE! Finally, ne? And please go read Animatess's Yu Gi Oh fic The Musketeers, it's really good as she needs reviews! I'm taking requests and suggestions still. I was thinking Garaes for hair dye and Ernest for life insurance. What do ya'll think! R&R! Peace till Chapter 7! IM me! I love to talk!
Announcer: NEW! IMPROVED THE BEST THING EVER GOA BRAND COLORED CONTACTS! *the announcer is shoved out the way and The Dixie Artist takes his place*
The Dixie Artist: Moron. Anywho I'm your real announcer The Dixie Artist! *applause* I know. I know. I'm brilliant! *more applause* I know I deserve applause. *louder applause* Yes and *applause* I'm here to *applause* tell you about *thunderous clapping and cheers* To tell you to *clapping* SHUT UP! ALL OF YOU SHUT UP! *crickets chirp* Thank you. Crickets you're spared for now but I was talking to you as well. *silence* GOA contacts are colorful and cheap. And they're revolutionary. Let's take a look and see how they changed this boy's life.
*scene shifts to a sleepy silver haired boy we all know yawn and stretch while eating his breakfast*
The Dixie Artist: *hiding behind a houseplant* This is Hiead. Yesterday we put some of our revolutionary products on him and he didn't notice. See how his life has changed.
Hiead: *standing up* Hey who's there. I thought I had a restrainer order against you psycho fangirls.
The Dixie Artist: *hopping out from behind a bush* Hi Hiead!
Hiead: What the? Just stay right there or I'll. *glances around and grabs a plastic fork* poke you until you bleed and you lie on the floor twitching whilst I glare down at you laughing manically. Mwhahahaha...
The Dixie Artist: Okay. Right. Have you noticed anything about how your life has changed.
Hiead: No, now get out before I find something more suitable to injure you with.
The Dixie Artist: *nervous* Well uh ehehehe have you checked your messages?
Hiead: *glaring* No. I was training for my battle with Force. Hmph. But I'll grant you this last request maybe.
The Dixie Artist: Quit being difficult! You win that battle anyways.
Hiead: I do?! WOW! I mean. Hmph. *Hiead clicks his answering machine button*
Answering Machine: You have fifteen. hundred messages.
Hiead: *his faces pales* That is a bit above average. *The Dixie Artist tosses him a mirror*
The Dixie Artist: Notice anything different.
Hiead: *looking in mirror* AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! *a person tosses Hiead out the screen*
Lady Shadowflame: AHAHAHAHAHA! I'm Lady Shadowflame. One of the satisfied customers here! OHOHOHOHOHOHOHO! This product has changed my boyfriend Clay's life!
The Dixie Artist: Clay. Man. I feel sorry for you.
Lady Shadowflame: I suggest you be quiet or feel the wrath of my laser gun! *The Dixie Artist is silent* Look at this before and after footage!
*a clip rolls of Clay walking through the hallway pushing his glasses up* *Lady Shadowflame narrates*
Lady Shadowflame: *voiceover* My dear Clay was such a bright guy. But to everyone shares the same affection for him that I do.
The Dixie Artist: Tell me about it.
Lady Shadowflame: Quiet you! Stop messing up my lines! Anyway Clay wasn't respected. He was a little lacking in the social side of things, and he had all the time in the world to study because you know no social life.
*a shot is shown of Clay getting run over during change time* *another shot is shown of him getting a swirlie in the guys bathroom by a guy who looks a lot like Hiead*
Lady Shadowflame: Like a said little social life, oh how am I kidding the kid's an OUTCAST! Oh *ahem*yes. Clay does keep to himself however something is about to change his life.
*while Clay is being brutally run over by tenth graders his glasses fall and break*
Clay: NO! NOT MY GLASSES!
Lady Shadowflame: But then he got some GOA contact lenses and he hasn't been run over since! Why everyone loves Clay now! *there is a shot of Clay surrounded by kids at lunch while he attempts to freestyle*
Lady Shadowflame: Thanks GOA contacts! And I must be going to get some myself! OHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO! See ya around weirdo! *Lady Shadowflame disappears in a fury of black rose petals*
The Dixie Artist: GET BACK HERE! I AM NOT A WIERDO! Oh uh I mean! This is why you should buy our revolutionary product!
Hiead: My eyes are naturally red you stupid people didn't do anything!
The Dixie Artist: Now Hiead you shouldn't lie.
Hiead: I'm serious. Just as serious as I am about killing you if you don't get out of my room right now!
The Dixie Artist: Ah! Okay! *her cellphone rings* Hold on just a sec! Yes. Hello. What do YOU MEAN OUR SALES ARE DOWN! Grr. No. No I don't want to be fired. Oh. I have an idea. *she shuts of her phone* Bye Hiead I was just leaving.
Hiead: *watching her leave* Hmph. Bout time you've excepted that I was born with my eyes the perfect shade of scarlet. What are you doing?
The Dixie Artist: GOTCHA! *she sneaks behind him and pulls his pants down revealing boxers* THAT'S RIGHT! BUY GOA COLORED CONTACTS AND RECEIVE A POSTER OF HIEAD IN HIS UNDERWEAR FREE! AND YOU SHOULD ALL GO READ AND REVIEW ANIMATESS'S YU GI OH FIC NOW OR YOUR POSTER WILL BE REDUCED TO SMOULDERING ASHES! (see I Shamelessly Advertised your fic!)
Hiead: *pulling his pants up* WHAT?!
THE Dixie Artist: No time to explain! Gotta run! Bye!
Hiead: Get back here! Right NOW! *both run out the apartment*
Lady Shadowflame: *strolling on with her cellphone* Say what? Sales have doubled in the past 10 seconds?! AND I get Dixie-chan's bonus right? I do! Thank you! *shuts off cellphone* Hmm. I wonder what they did?
Later that day...
The Dixie Artist: *hanging of a weak limb of two trees sitting on top of the ledge of an impossible to climb cliff* Uh Hiead. It's been 3 hours. Let me down now. Hiead. Hiead! HELP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!e Another advertisement failure! How sad! Well Hiead has been DONE! Finally, ne? And please go read Animatess's Yu Gi Oh fic The Musketeers, it's really good as she needs reviews! I'm taking requests and suggestions still. I was thinking Garaes for hair dye and Ernest for life insurance. What do ya'll think! R&R! Peace till Chapter 7! IM me! I love to talk!