Welcome to another chapter, thanks for all the reviews. I'll thing about the "two for one" thing next time, not sure who though. Well, lets get this chapter started.
Disclaimer: Why am I doing this again? Everyone knows who belongs with whom; lets just get going already!
Chapter 3
It was another day on the set of you know what show, the staff were almost done with fixing the wall and we're waiting for the plaster to come from delivery. The hosts were at the usual cushy couch, still unaware that the camera is now on. Torcher was reading a book that said "How to kill a abnormal snake for dummies" and Mimic was looking at him in annoyance.
Torcher: 'Step one, immobilize the target so it can take the beating and/or killing. Step two, take a-'
Mimic: (Eye twitching behind mask) Torcher, what the hell are you doing?
Torcher: (Still looking at book) Reading
Mimic: You better not kill her; I don't want to get sued because of your damn urge to hurt and/or kill everything!
Torcher: (Looks up) I don't want to kill everything!
Mimic: Name one thing!
Torcher: Pepsi...
Mimic: You can't kill Pepsi!
Torcher: Yeah you can, you simply drink it till it's empty.
Mimic: That would mean every year, you kill 730 Pepsi cans!
Torcher: Actually, it's 720 cans and 3 ½ litter bottles.
Mimic: (Glares at him)
Camera guy: Guys...
Mimic: Let me guess, it was on?
Camera guy: Yup
Torcher: We really need a warning sign or something...
Mimic: Anyways, welcome to another episode of "Interviewing the experiments: Fan edition".
Torcher: We got a new camera and wall, thanks for the reviews.
Mimic: Now for the experiment-
Torcher: Are you going to get it this time?
Mimic: No, you are.
Torcher: Why am I always the one who has the stupid job?
Mimic: Well uh... Look over there, a tree-headed monkey!
Torcher: ... If that line didn't work for Guybrush, what makes you think it'll work on me?
Mimic: Because I have a sword.
Torcher: So do I, want to go out back?
Mimic: You do realize that was wrong on so many levels, right?
Torcher: ... damn it.
Mimic: Oh shut up and get the guest.
Audience member: You suck!
Torcher: (gets up and goes to the backstage, thinking) urge to kill... rising...
Mimic: At any rate, today's guest is from Ri2's stories. She is a snake type of experiment with venom that kills; her boyfriend is Melty and is very lazy. Please welcome experiment 451, also known as Scales.
Torcher comes back with a wooden basket and places it next to the chair. Mimic gave him a questionable look.
Mimic: Torcher, you better not do what I think you're going to do.
Torcher: What are you going to do about it? (Takes out flute)
Mimic: Moron, it's not going to-
Torcher starts playing the flute, that's when a large purple snake with long red fangs, gold stripes, red and black eyes, and a few pairs of small claws rose up from the basket. She then slithered out and went onto the chair; she had a dazed look on her face. Torcher then stopped playing and put the flute away; don't ask how he played it with his mask on, he just did.
Scales: (blinks) huh, what happened?
Mimic: You were doing the snake dance while Torcher was playing the flute.
Scales: Damn it, this always happens when someone plays the damn flute!
Torcher: Who knew it actually works. (Sits on the couch)
Mimic: Anyways, now for the interviewing.
Scales: (looks at them lazily) Sure, what's the question?
Mimic: Why are you lazy?
Scales: Because it's relaxing to just lie around, doing nothing.
Torcher: She sounds like me during math class.
Mimic: Next question, what is your background?
Scales: I have poisonous venom and I like to sleep on rocks.
Torcher: ... that's it?
Scales: I also love Melty... (Dreamily sighs)
Torcher: Oh god, no mushy stuff!
Mimic: What are you talking about?
Torcher: I'm not a fan of that lovey dovey stuff; it's just not me!
Mimic: Shut up Torcher, lets just finish the interview.
Torcher: I think it just finished.
Mimic: What makes you say that?
Torcher: She's asleep.
Scales: zzzzzzzzzzz
Mimic: Damn it...
Torcher: I'll wake her up.
Mimic: How?
Torcher: I'll hold her nose.
Mimic: She doesn't have a nose.
Torcher: ...So?
Mimic: How the hell are you going to hold a non-existent nose?
Torcher: With non-existent hands?
Mimic: Just wake her up.
Torcher goes ever to her and pokes her, he does this a few times and suddenly she launches and bites his arm.
Torcher: OOWWWW!!! (Runs around screaming with Scales holding on)
Mimic: You ok Torcher?
Torcher: (Still running) Does it (beep) look like I'm (beep) ok?!!! (Beats his arm against a table)
Mimic: (Looks at the camera) Well, that's it for this episode of our show. Tune in next time for our interview of Nukerjsr's experiments; 610- Turret, 612- Arsenal, and 614- Hendrix. (See Torcher about to run into the camera) WATCH OUT FOR THE-
Torcher hits the camera and the screen goes fuzzy. Only the voices are heard from the camera.
Mimic: camera... You moron!
Torcher: Sorry, I just have a poisonous snake on my arm!!
Cameraman: Can some one turn off the cable or something?
That's it for this chapter of the story; tune in next time to find out what happens next. R&R
Disclaimer: Why am I doing this again? Everyone knows who belongs with whom; lets just get going already!
Chapter 3
It was another day on the set of you know what show, the staff were almost done with fixing the wall and we're waiting for the plaster to come from delivery. The hosts were at the usual cushy couch, still unaware that the camera is now on. Torcher was reading a book that said "How to kill a abnormal snake for dummies" and Mimic was looking at him in annoyance.
Torcher: 'Step one, immobilize the target so it can take the beating and/or killing. Step two, take a-'
Mimic: (Eye twitching behind mask) Torcher, what the hell are you doing?
Torcher: (Still looking at book) Reading
Mimic: You better not kill her; I don't want to get sued because of your damn urge to hurt and/or kill everything!
Torcher: (Looks up) I don't want to kill everything!
Mimic: Name one thing!
Torcher: Pepsi...
Mimic: You can't kill Pepsi!
Torcher: Yeah you can, you simply drink it till it's empty.
Mimic: That would mean every year, you kill 730 Pepsi cans!
Torcher: Actually, it's 720 cans and 3 ½ litter bottles.
Mimic: (Glares at him)
Camera guy: Guys...
Mimic: Let me guess, it was on?
Camera guy: Yup
Torcher: We really need a warning sign or something...
Mimic: Anyways, welcome to another episode of "Interviewing the experiments: Fan edition".
Torcher: We got a new camera and wall, thanks for the reviews.
Mimic: Now for the experiment-
Torcher: Are you going to get it this time?
Mimic: No, you are.
Torcher: Why am I always the one who has the stupid job?
Mimic: Well uh... Look over there, a tree-headed monkey!
Torcher: ... If that line didn't work for Guybrush, what makes you think it'll work on me?
Mimic: Because I have a sword.
Torcher: So do I, want to go out back?
Mimic: You do realize that was wrong on so many levels, right?
Torcher: ... damn it.
Mimic: Oh shut up and get the guest.
Audience member: You suck!
Torcher: (gets up and goes to the backstage, thinking) urge to kill... rising...
Mimic: At any rate, today's guest is from Ri2's stories. She is a snake type of experiment with venom that kills; her boyfriend is Melty and is very lazy. Please welcome experiment 451, also known as Scales.
Torcher comes back with a wooden basket and places it next to the chair. Mimic gave him a questionable look.
Mimic: Torcher, you better not do what I think you're going to do.
Torcher: What are you going to do about it? (Takes out flute)
Mimic: Moron, it's not going to-
Torcher starts playing the flute, that's when a large purple snake with long red fangs, gold stripes, red and black eyes, and a few pairs of small claws rose up from the basket. She then slithered out and went onto the chair; she had a dazed look on her face. Torcher then stopped playing and put the flute away; don't ask how he played it with his mask on, he just did.
Scales: (blinks) huh, what happened?
Mimic: You were doing the snake dance while Torcher was playing the flute.
Scales: Damn it, this always happens when someone plays the damn flute!
Torcher: Who knew it actually works. (Sits on the couch)
Mimic: Anyways, now for the interviewing.
Scales: (looks at them lazily) Sure, what's the question?
Mimic: Why are you lazy?
Scales: Because it's relaxing to just lie around, doing nothing.
Torcher: She sounds like me during math class.
Mimic: Next question, what is your background?
Scales: I have poisonous venom and I like to sleep on rocks.
Torcher: ... that's it?
Scales: I also love Melty... (Dreamily sighs)
Torcher: Oh god, no mushy stuff!
Mimic: What are you talking about?
Torcher: I'm not a fan of that lovey dovey stuff; it's just not me!
Mimic: Shut up Torcher, lets just finish the interview.
Torcher: I think it just finished.
Mimic: What makes you say that?
Torcher: She's asleep.
Scales: zzzzzzzzzzz
Mimic: Damn it...
Torcher: I'll wake her up.
Mimic: How?
Torcher: I'll hold her nose.
Mimic: She doesn't have a nose.
Torcher: ...So?
Mimic: How the hell are you going to hold a non-existent nose?
Torcher: With non-existent hands?
Mimic: Just wake her up.
Torcher goes ever to her and pokes her, he does this a few times and suddenly she launches and bites his arm.
Torcher: OOWWWW!!! (Runs around screaming with Scales holding on)
Mimic: You ok Torcher?
Torcher: (Still running) Does it (beep) look like I'm (beep) ok?!!! (Beats his arm against a table)
Mimic: (Looks at the camera) Well, that's it for this episode of our show. Tune in next time for our interview of Nukerjsr's experiments; 610- Turret, 612- Arsenal, and 614- Hendrix. (See Torcher about to run into the camera) WATCH OUT FOR THE-
Torcher hits the camera and the screen goes fuzzy. Only the voices are heard from the camera.
Mimic: camera... You moron!
Torcher: Sorry, I just have a poisonous snake on my arm!!
Cameraman: Can some one turn off the cable or something?
That's it for this chapter of the story; tune in next time to find out what happens next. R&R