Now then, lets get started.
Chapter 4
At the set of the most known (and only) interviewing of the experiments show, the staff was finishing up the repairs and add-ons to said set. There was a better couch and more chairs for the extra guests; there was also a desk that goes with a couch (don't ask how, there just is). Torcher was drinking his favorite can of Pepsi and Mimic was sitting on the couch. Torcher's arm was in bandages and was treated for snake poisoning; poor guy, poor pissed off, murderous Torcher.
Mimic: Well, it can't get any better then this.
Torcher: Speak for yourself; I had to get my arm to the Hospital from that damn snake!
Mimic: You went to the hospital?
Torcher: Yeah, but my arm was there 20 minutes before I was.
Mimic: ... it fell off?
Torcher: No, I cut it off.
Mimic: And it still works!
Torcher: Yup.
Mimic: Eww...
Torcher: Shut up...
Camera guy: (About to say something)
Mimic: We're on the air, yeah we get it.
Torcher: Your getting the experiments this time, no excuses!
Mimic: Fine (walks away, into the back stage)
Torcher: Sweet, I get to announce the guests! So anyway, today's experiments are quite a group; a walking armory, a musical pervert, and a... (Reads the card given to him) weapons handler? (Snickers) yeah, I bet. Well, here's the experiments-
: Pervert!
That's when an experiment, Tie-dye color, four arms were out and he also had antenna like Angel but they were red and spiky, flew over his head and crashed into the wall.
Torcher: 614...(Thinking) damn, not another wall. I'm still paying for the last one!
Then a purple furred experiment with pointy cat ears, purple cat like ears and a long purple tail sprouted from her posterior; walked onto the set with a pissed off look in her face.
Turret: That's what you get, you pervert!
Lastly, a black creature that had lighter black on his stomach, he had ears like Stitch but they had cut marks in them, he had spikes going down on his head and a tail like a stegosaurs walked with a gun in his hand.
Arsenal: Where is he!
Torcher: (thinking) That's the second biggest gun I ever seen.
Mimic: Ok you two, settle down!
Torcher: Yeah, the last thing we need is more property damage. (Thinking) or body damage...
Turret: Soka.
The three experiments get themselves seated into the guest chairs, with some difficulty due to their size.
Mimic: So anyways, welcome to our show. We'll be asking you a couple of questions, some maybe weird and totally off-topic.
Hendrix: Why?
Torcher: Because I tend to ask those questions, deal with it.
Arsenal: Aren't you a little aggressive?
Torcher: (points to his injured arm) you see this arm?
Arsenal: Yeah...
Torcher: It was poisoned and chopped off, OF COURSE I'M AGGRESSIVE!
Turret: Hey, you can't talk to mybushi bu that way!
Torcher: You two are married?
Turret: No... but we're dating.
Torcher: (looks over to Arsenal) So tell me... did you fondle her cupcakes?
(BAM!)
A huge plasma cannon blasted Torcher, he was sent sailing into the wall behind him; leaving a Torcher-shaped hole in it. Arsenal had a pissed off look in his face.
Hendrix: That's something I've would have asked...
Arsenal: (points his cannon at him) Want to try?
Hendrix: Uh... no
Mimic: Enough with the violence already!
Arsenal: Soka...
Torcher: (Appears on the couch with scorch marks on his body) urge to kill... rising!
Mimic: Save it Torcher, now then Hendrix; why do you grope female experiment's rear?
Hendrix: Well... I can't really help it. When ever I see an attractive experiment like that, something comes over me and I start groping their rear... It's worth the pain though. (grins)
Turret: (Looks about to kill him)
Mimic: (looks at her) NO VIOLANCE!
Turret: (Gets scared and sits back down)
Mimic: Now for Arsenal-
Torcher: Where's your most powerful weapon in your body?
Arsenal: Some place no male wants to know.
Torcher: ... I heard of having big guns in your pants but that's just weird.
Arsenal: What are you implying?
Mimic: Skip it... Turret, what is your special ability?
Hendrix: And he means besides sending me into a wall.
Turret: (Glares at him then looks over to Mimic) Well, I'm a weapons expert. I know all about weapons and how to use them. I can also disable bombs due to my minds ability to know what weapon does what, bombs are weapons you know.
Torcher: No it's not!
Turret: Right... it's just a big tool to be used as means of aggressive tactics...
Torcher: Well duh!
Everyone(including the staff): (rolls eyes)
Just then a rabid fan girl comes into the studio, she had a "I love Arsenal" shirt on.
Rapid fangirl: HELLO ARSENAL! (squeals)
Torcher: Not another fan girl, I though I took care of them...
Mimic: Security!
A bunch of security guards came and took the fan girl away; she was screaming.
Rabid fan girl: NNOOOO!
Mimic: Now then, to Hendrix; what is your ability?
Torcher: Besides being a pervert.
Hendrix: I'm not a pervert! I'm a experiments with a high amount of hormones in his system.
Arsenal: That would make you an old man then.
Hendrix: (Gets angry) Hey, I-
Torcher: Shut up and answer the damn question.
Hendrix: Well, I can use music to subdue or hypnotize a crowd into anything I want but the thing is I can only affect people who can hear it and is close enough for the effect to work.
Torcher: Uh huh... (Drinks some Pepsi)
Hendrix: Can I have some of that?
Torcher: No
Hendrix: (Takes out a guitar and was about to play it)
Torcher: (Grabs the guitar and bashed it on Hendrix's head) Leave My Pepsi alone you SOB.
Turret: Well, I think we should be going. We need to get to our home to check up on our kids.
Arsenal: So can we go please?
Mimic: Sure, just take the pervert with you. Last thing we need is another sick mind.
Torcher: Hey! I resent that!
The three experiments (Arsenal was carrying Hendrix) left out through the exit, Torcher was still pissed off.
Mimic: Look, lets just end this show before anything happens
Torcher: (sigh) right, who's the next experiment?
Mimic: I think I'll make it a surprise this time, to keep the people guessing.
Torcher: Cleaver... for once.
Just then, the wall of the studio exploded and was now a pile of rubble... again.
Arsenal: (from a distance) Soka!
Torcher: God, I hate him...
Mimic: (looks at the camera) That's it for this episode of Interviewing the experiments: fan edition. Tune in next time to find out who we're interview next.
Torcher: I still had 4 (beep) payments on that wall!
That's it for this chapter, sorry for the lateness. I had to do things that were unavoidable, so yeah. I think this chapter was below par when compared to other chapter, oh well, I'll try harder next chapter.