Welcome to another chapter of the story and thanks for all the reviews you gave me. Anyways, it took longer the expected because I had to find a way to pick experiments. Torchers suggested sticking the names on the wall and throw a dart at one of them to pick it. Then we decided to pull them from a hat, only we didn't have a hat (or one big enough for all the names). So after some trial and error, we finally picked the experiment.
As for a review concerning Auron, he wasn't picked on or anything. The owner approved it so it's no big deal; Red Dragon like it so there's no need to pummel me into oblivion. The next chapter will be good.
A/N: I'm also trying to convince the FF owner to keep Script format, if more people bother them about it, we can get it back or at least get it into another section or genre.
Disclaimer: The experiment is the property of the owner; you can get it by now.
Chapter 7
The current set of the popular show was now fixed up from the previous episode; Torcher never caught Auron because he slipped on a rubber chicken (Don't ask). So now everything is back to normal (as normal as it can get anyways) and the hosts still cant get a warning on the camera thing, let's go watch.
Torcher: So anyways, I went up to the queen of England and called her a wanker.
Mimic: What the heck is a wanker?
Torcher: It's some English thing that's supposed to be an insult or something. After I called her a wanker, she threw me in a prison where I had to blow up a wall and kick 4 guards in the groin to get out.
Mimic: Couldn't you have knocked them out?
Torcher: Yeah, but my way was more fun.
Camera guy: We're on you idiots....
Torcher: I hate it when that happens.
Mimic: Welcome to another episode of "Interviewing the experiments: fan edition.". As you can see, we got the camera fixed and everything else too.
Torcher: If it weren't for that rubber chicken, I would have gotten that dude...
Mimic: Just get the next guest...
Torcher: (Gets up, walks to the backstage and slips the middle finger.)
Mimic: Anyways, this next guest is from author Mona. He's a psychiatrist type of experiment that helps people understand themselves. Torcher is not going to like this... Please welcome, 307 aka Freud!
Torcher comes back with an experiment behind him. This experiment has lighter gray chest fur on the sides of his head and growing on his chin. He has the typical black eyes of most experiments. If you ever seen Sigmund Freud, this experiment looks like him. He's also about 3"ft tall. He takes his seat in the guest chair and Torcher sits in his couch while drinking Pepsi.
Mimic: Welcome to the show, Freud.
Freud: It's a pleasure being here, you want to know what my abilities are, correct?
Torcher: ...How the (beep) did he know?
Freud: Well, my abilities include psychoanalysis, looking at people and knowing their secrets. I do tend to analyze everyone I meet-
Torcher: Great...
Freud: Is there something-
Torcher: Dude, if you read my mind, I'll rip your nose off.
Mimic: Don't mind Torcher, he drinks a lot of caffeine and he has bad stuff happen to him.
Freud: I see, what kind of bad stuff?
Mimic: A snake experiment bit his arm (Torcher: it wasn't my fault!), the wall keeps getting damaged (Torcher: Don't remind me...), he either gets blasted or thrown to a wall (Torcher: I'm still paying for the damn hospital bill!), and the list goes on.
Freud: (writing it down on a clipboard, where the heck did he get that?) I see... odd.
Mimic: What?
Freud: I can't seem to see into your mind...
Mimic: Psychic implants in the brain.
Freud: I see..
Torcher: Would you quit that! We got an interview to do.
Freud: Oh, I'm sorry. (Puts away clipboard)
Mimic: The next question, why were you created?
Freud: Well, I was created by Jumba to help him and his wife as a marriage counselor.
Torcher: Why doesn't he just go to a real one?
Freud: He tends to be very protective of his currency.
Torcher: Huh?
Freud: He's a cheapskate.
Torcher: Oh
Mimic: What is it like to be a-?
Torcher: Head-shrink.
Freud: Well, I get to meet lots of interesting people-
Torcher: Interesting weird or interesting new?
Freud: A little of both, some are nice people with little problems and others are "dangerously psychotic".
Torcher: Are you implying something?
Freud: What ever do you mean?
Mimic: Knock it off you two.
Torcher: (thinking) Urge to squish head... RISING!!
Freud: Your friend seems to be getting a bit hostile...
Mimic: He's always hostile.
Torcher: I am not!
Freud: Right then, is there anything else you like to know?
Torcher: I got one... do you fondle women's cupcakes?
Freud: ... Pardon?
Mimic: Torcher, why do you keep asking that?
Torcher: No one answers the question! I either get thrown or blasted into a wall!
Mimic: That's because the question is stupid!
Freud: What are you two talking about?
Mimic walks over to Freud and whispers the meaning of said phrase to him. Freud was surprised by it and Mimic just walk back to the couch.
Freud: ... I can tell he's a pervert...
Torcher: I am not a pervert!
Mimic: No violence!
Torcher: (is getting pissed)
Freud: I think it would be best if I leave, I would want to get attacked by your friend there.
Mimic: Completely understandable.
Torcher: What do I look like, and animal?
Both: Yes...
With that, Freud got off his chair and was heading for the exit. Before he did, he gave Torcher a slip of paper that said "Bill" on the top.
Torcher: What's this?
Freud: My bill, send the money by mail. (Exits the set)
Torcher: (really pissed off) I hate that guy!!!
Mimic: Calm down Torcher.
Unfortunately, Torcher jumped off the couch and was running out the studio. Mimic sighed and looked at the camera.
Mimic: Well, that's it for this episode of the show. Tune in next time to find out who we'll interview next.
Random staff member: Should I call the police or something?
Mimic: Just call the paramedic; Torcher is going to need it...
That's it for this chapter, tune in next time to find out what happens next.
As for a review concerning Auron, he wasn't picked on or anything. The owner approved it so it's no big deal; Red Dragon like it so there's no need to pummel me into oblivion. The next chapter will be good.
A/N: I'm also trying to convince the FF owner to keep Script format, if more people bother them about it, we can get it back or at least get it into another section or genre.
Disclaimer: The experiment is the property of the owner; you can get it by now.
Chapter 7
The current set of the popular show was now fixed up from the previous episode; Torcher never caught Auron because he slipped on a rubber chicken (Don't ask). So now everything is back to normal (as normal as it can get anyways) and the hosts still cant get a warning on the camera thing, let's go watch.
Torcher: So anyways, I went up to the queen of England and called her a wanker.
Mimic: What the heck is a wanker?
Torcher: It's some English thing that's supposed to be an insult or something. After I called her a wanker, she threw me in a prison where I had to blow up a wall and kick 4 guards in the groin to get out.
Mimic: Couldn't you have knocked them out?
Torcher: Yeah, but my way was more fun.
Camera guy: We're on you idiots....
Torcher: I hate it when that happens.
Mimic: Welcome to another episode of "Interviewing the experiments: fan edition.". As you can see, we got the camera fixed and everything else too.
Torcher: If it weren't for that rubber chicken, I would have gotten that dude...
Mimic: Just get the next guest...
Torcher: (Gets up, walks to the backstage and slips the middle finger.)
Mimic: Anyways, this next guest is from author Mona. He's a psychiatrist type of experiment that helps people understand themselves. Torcher is not going to like this... Please welcome, 307 aka Freud!
Torcher comes back with an experiment behind him. This experiment has lighter gray chest fur on the sides of his head and growing on his chin. He has the typical black eyes of most experiments. If you ever seen Sigmund Freud, this experiment looks like him. He's also about 3"ft tall. He takes his seat in the guest chair and Torcher sits in his couch while drinking Pepsi.
Mimic: Welcome to the show, Freud.
Freud: It's a pleasure being here, you want to know what my abilities are, correct?
Torcher: ...How the (beep) did he know?
Freud: Well, my abilities include psychoanalysis, looking at people and knowing their secrets. I do tend to analyze everyone I meet-
Torcher: Great...
Freud: Is there something-
Torcher: Dude, if you read my mind, I'll rip your nose off.
Mimic: Don't mind Torcher, he drinks a lot of caffeine and he has bad stuff happen to him.
Freud: I see, what kind of bad stuff?
Mimic: A snake experiment bit his arm (Torcher: it wasn't my fault!), the wall keeps getting damaged (Torcher: Don't remind me...), he either gets blasted or thrown to a wall (Torcher: I'm still paying for the damn hospital bill!), and the list goes on.
Freud: (writing it down on a clipboard, where the heck did he get that?) I see... odd.
Mimic: What?
Freud: I can't seem to see into your mind...
Mimic: Psychic implants in the brain.
Freud: I see..
Torcher: Would you quit that! We got an interview to do.
Freud: Oh, I'm sorry. (Puts away clipboard)
Mimic: The next question, why were you created?
Freud: Well, I was created by Jumba to help him and his wife as a marriage counselor.
Torcher: Why doesn't he just go to a real one?
Freud: He tends to be very protective of his currency.
Torcher: Huh?
Freud: He's a cheapskate.
Torcher: Oh
Mimic: What is it like to be a-?
Torcher: Head-shrink.
Freud: Well, I get to meet lots of interesting people-
Torcher: Interesting weird or interesting new?
Freud: A little of both, some are nice people with little problems and others are "dangerously psychotic".
Torcher: Are you implying something?
Freud: What ever do you mean?
Mimic: Knock it off you two.
Torcher: (thinking) Urge to squish head... RISING!!
Freud: Your friend seems to be getting a bit hostile...
Mimic: He's always hostile.
Torcher: I am not!
Freud: Right then, is there anything else you like to know?
Torcher: I got one... do you fondle women's cupcakes?
Freud: ... Pardon?
Mimic: Torcher, why do you keep asking that?
Torcher: No one answers the question! I either get thrown or blasted into a wall!
Mimic: That's because the question is stupid!
Freud: What are you two talking about?
Mimic walks over to Freud and whispers the meaning of said phrase to him. Freud was surprised by it and Mimic just walk back to the couch.
Freud: ... I can tell he's a pervert...
Torcher: I am not a pervert!
Mimic: No violence!
Torcher: (is getting pissed)
Freud: I think it would be best if I leave, I would want to get attacked by your friend there.
Mimic: Completely understandable.
Torcher: What do I look like, and animal?
Both: Yes...
With that, Freud got off his chair and was heading for the exit. Before he did, he gave Torcher a slip of paper that said "Bill" on the top.
Torcher: What's this?
Freud: My bill, send the money by mail. (Exits the set)
Torcher: (really pissed off) I hate that guy!!!
Mimic: Calm down Torcher.
Unfortunately, Torcher jumped off the couch and was running out the studio. Mimic sighed and looked at the camera.
Mimic: Well, that's it for this episode of the show. Tune in next time to find out who we'll interview next.
Random staff member: Should I call the police or something?
Mimic: Just call the paramedic; Torcher is going to need it...
That's it for this chapter, tune in next time to find out what happens next.