It's a shame I'm not the best in the world when it comes to improv. Weird as this may sound, I have sometimes imagined myself as a member of the Whose Line? Ensemble (which consists of the three regulars, their host, and the group that generally switches out to take semi-turns sitting in the fourth chair).
Oh well. Giving fictional characters their shot at doing improv is fun too.
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The establishing shot panned over the entire studio to show the audience, the desk, and the four occupied chairs behind the stage. Tonight's performers, from left to right: a purple dragon; a boy of around ten years old wearing a green jacket and a backwards baseball cap; a second boy (around thirteen this time) wearing a chitin; and a teenager wearing a green shirt with a "D" on it, and a white hat.
"Good evening, everybody. And welcome to Whose Line Is It Anyway?! On tonight's show:
"Playstation's answer to Mario, Spyro the Dragon!"
The dragon gave a big smile.
"Heir to the playground, T.J. from Recess!"
The kid in the baseball cap waved.
"Doesn't fly too close to the sun, Pit from Kid Icarus!"
The boy in the chitin raised his bow into the air and grinned.
"And, the ultimate teddy bear, D.J. from Total Drama!"
The teenager mouthed out, "Hi, Momma!" to the camera.
"And I'm your host, Hades. Come on down, let's have some fun!"
The God of the Underworld walked down the steps and to his seat amid the roaring applause. Everyone quieted as he sat down.
"Hello, and welcome to Whose Line Is It Anyway?," Hades said. "It's the show where everything's made up and the points don't matter. That's right, the points are like Donald Trump once we passed January 20th."
Everyone laughed.
"So the key thing tonight is that everything you're about to see is completely improvised off the top of these four performers' heads, based on what's written on these cards none of us have read, and by suggestions from the audience. After each round, I'll give out points, which really matter as much as money does to me. Later on, I'll pick a fake winner, who will get to do something special with me, and the losers will have to listen to Fred Fredburger on a continuous loop."
"He's not serious, is he?" D.J. asked.
"Probably not," Spyro said. "But I know why it sounds scary. Cynder knows somebody who's met Fred Fredburger."
Pit shuddered. "I don't even want to think about that."
"Still beats Finster's detention lectures," T.J. added.
Hades laughed hearing their conversation. "I've met her, you know. Sweet lady."
"Really?" T.J. asked, disgusted.
"Not really, she's horrible. Anyway, let's get right to it. Our first game is called 'Superheroes'. This one's for all four of you. Pit will start us off, and everyone else will come in later."
Pit walked to the center of the stage, while the other three moved off to the side.
"How this game works is everyone will act out a scene as unlikely superheroes. We'll start with Pit, give him a lame superhero persona and a crisis to solve, then DJ will come in, and Pit will give him his own lame superhero persona. After that, whenever someone comes in, the person that came in before them will give them their own persona, everyone will try to solve the crisis, and then leave in reverse order. Now what I need from the audience is an unlikely superhero name for Pit."
"Loves Ducks Man!"
"Scared Of Clowns Kid!"
"Pizza Delivery Boy!"
Hades pointed at the audience. "Pizza Delivery Boy, I like that one. Now what is the crisis for Pizza Delivery Boy!"
Once again, suggestions were being shouted out. Hades turned his head to the direction of a woman who screamed, "No more cheese!"
"Hey, that one's perfect," Hades said, before looking back at Pit. "So, Pit. You're Pizza Delivery Boy, and there's no more cheese in the whole world. Whaddya gonna do?"
(Superheroes!)
Pit began "holding" something wide in his arms. "Time to make my deliveries for the day," he said. "What kind of world would this be if nobody got their delicious bread, sauce, cheese, and pineapple?"
He checked his watch. "I think it's time I check the crisis monitor."
Looking at his "TV" and setting the "pizza boxes" down, he turned it on.
"Great Leaping Pepperoni Slices! We're out of cheese! Oh, if no one has cheese, I can't get these pizzas to their homes within thirty minutes. Everyone hopes they can get free pizzas, but I want my tips for crying out loud. I hope my super friends get here soon to help me."
Seeing his cue, D.J. walked in. "Sorry I'm late," he said before opening a "pizza box" and eating a slice.
"You're gonna have to pay for that," Pit said. "That was for a customer."
D.J. nodded, took some "money" out of his pocket, and handed it to Pit.
"It's a good thing you came, Ravenous Velociraptor Man!"
One second later, "Ravenous Velociraptor Man" began trying to eat Pit, who easily shooed him away. "Hey, watch it!"
DJ kept up the act and began strutting like a velociraptor would. He sniffed at the "pizza boxes", then at Pit, and even at Hades (who surprisingly laughed).
After a few seconds of this, T.J. walked it. "I got here as soon as I could."
"Thank goodness," DJ said, still posed like a dinosaur. "It's the Know-It-All Robot!"
"WELL, SOMEONE HAS TO KNOW EVERYTHING," T.J. said in a monotone robot voice. "AND IT MIGHT AS WELL BE ME. FOR EXAMPLE, DID YOU KNOW PIZZA WAS MADE IN AMERICA, AND NOT IN ITALY?"
"I think we all knew that one," Pit added. "Now do you know where we can get some cheese?"
Just then, Spyro walked it. "Hey, guys. What did I miss"
"OH, JOY," T.J. said. "CAN'T STOP SHUFFLING BOY IS HERE TO SAVE US ALL."
After a split second of contemplating how he would be able to shuffle when he was a dragon, Spyro began doing the dance moves popularized by LMFAO.
"Everyday, I'm shuffling."
As Spyro danced, Pit walked up to him. "I know you're having fun, but we're out of cheese!"
"Don't worry. There's a special magic shuffling dance that summons cheese to whoever does the dance," Spyro said. "Let me go post a YouTube video teaching the dance, and we'll have our cheese again."
With a smile, Spyro shuffled out the "door".
"THAT GUY WAS NOT SHUFFLING CORRECTLY," T.J. said. "THIS IS HOW YOU DO IT."
He started shuffling as well, following Spyro out.
In the meantime, D.J. was still trying to eat Pit. "If I give you a free pizza, will you leave me alone?"
D.J. nodded.
"Fine, here." Pit gave D.J. a full "box" of pizza. The "dinosaur" took it, nodded, and walked out the door.
Once everyone was gone, Pit looked at the audience. "Another crisis averted," he said, before eating a slice of pizza himself. "Mmmmm, pizza."
(BUZZZZZ! BUZZ!)
The performers returned to their seats amid the applause from the audience. Hades was laughing.
"You would make a good velociraptor, D.J.," he said.
"I hope not," D.J. told him. "Pit, I'm sorry I tried to eat you."
Pit smiled. "It's just improv. It means nothing."
"I know, but still."
Hades smiled. "Thousand points apiece. And D.J., nothing on this show matters. Not even the points you just got. Remember that."
D.J. shrugged.
"Now we go on to our next game, and this is an interesting one," Hades explained. "We've done a few episodes already, but none of the games we've done were from the revival series in the U.S., they were all from the first U.S. show. That all changes right now."
"Really?" T.J. asked.
"Yep. Next up is a revival-exclusive game, called 'Sideways Scene'. This is for T.J., Pit, and D.J. You three, head to the special area backstage. Spyro, come to the side of the stage so you can watch it properly."
Everyone did as they asked, with Spyro sitting down next to the stage while the others moving to a backstage area with a large, red mat. On said mat was a layout meant to make it look almost like a full room if one looked at it from above. There was even a door and frame standing on its side.
"The object of this game is pretty funny," Hades explained. "T.J., Pit, and D.J. are gonna act out a scene for us, but the trick is they must act out the scene while lying down on our special mat. We're gonna project what's happening to the audience on our screen, which is behind where the performers' chairs normally are. Hence why I had Spyro move for a second. As an added bonus, every so often, I will stop the scene and have the performers continue it in a new style."
Spyro smiled. "I think I got lucky this time."
"Maybe. The scene is, Pit and D.J. are two teenage girls having a slumber party. They're doing all the things that happen at slumber parties, like eating junk food and talking about boys, when stuck-up queen bee T.J. arrives to crash the party."
"So we're all girls?" Pit asked, having heard every bit of Hades' explanation.
"Pretty much. Take it away."
(Sideways Scene!)
(Pit and D.J. shift around until it appears as if they are sitting criss-cross-applesauce.)
Pit: (high-pitched voice) Thank you so much for inviting me. This is the best slumber party I've ever been to.
D.J.: (high-pitched voice) Isn't it the ONLY slumber party you've been to?
Pit: Yep. Ergo, the best!
D.J.: That's fair. So what do you want to do next?
Pit: Oh, I wanna hear who you think is the cutest boy in class. I'm gonna get comfy before you do.
(He scoots and moves his legs to make it look like he is getting on the bed. Once "on", he appears to sit comfortably.)
D.J.: Okay, remember Jason? I think he's the cutest in the class. And he's rich, so that helps.
(T.J. knocks on the door.)
T.J.: (high pitched voice) I know you two are in there. You gonna let me in?
D.J.: Oh no, it's her!
Pit: Just don't answer the door.
T.J.: I can hear you two, you know. Can't believe you two didn't invite me. Why the heck didn't you invite me?
Pit: Because we hate you and you're a jerk.
T.J.: (gasps) That's it!
(He busts the door down and walks in.)
(BUZZ! "Alright, now continue this scene as if you're in The Exorcist," Hades told them.)
T.J.: You might not want my help, but you need it.
(He points to Pit.)
T.J.: That girl has been possessed by a devil sent from the depths of Hell. I must exorcise the demon and save the girl's soul.
(Pit begins to float up into the air, at least that's how it appears, since he's still laying on the mat. He even tries to make his head spin around.)
Pit: (deeper voice) This girl is mine now. I shall devour all of your souls!
D.J.: What do we do?
T.J.: Quick, recite some made-up Latin! That should get the demon out of her.
(They both recite made-up Latin phrases, which Pit visibly cringes over.)
Pit: Oh no, phony Latin! My one weakness! Why must this keep happening to me? Can't I find a host that will actually like me?
(He starts spinning around, writhing in pain.)
(BUZZ! "Now continue the scene as a game show!")
(T.J. is still looking at Pit.)
T.J.: I hope you've been paying attention to what your friend has been saying all night. If you answer this question correctly, you'll win a million dollars!
Pit: Ask away, I'm ready.
T.J.: Who did your friend say was the cutest boy in the class?
D.J.: Come on, you should know this.
Pit: Okay, uh… Can I use my hint?
T.J.: His name starts with a "J".
Pit: "J"? Alright… Jason?
T.J.: You're correct. YOU ARE A MILLIONAIRE!
(BUZZ! "Western!")
D.J.: This slumber party ain't big enough for the three of us, missy!
T.J.: Bring it on, then.
(They draw their "guns" and fire. Both are hit, and they "collapse" onto the "ground".)
(BUZZ! BUZZ! BUZZ!)
More applause. The performers headed back to their seats.
"It's a shame you weren't cast for The Exorcist, Pit," Hades said.
Pit shrugged. "I think I could've rocked that movie, personally."
"Linda Blair, eat your heart out," Spyro added.
Hades gave a big smile, agreeing.
"Alright, we'll be back with more Whose Line Is It Anyway?, right after this! Don't go anywhere!"
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(Back to the show…)
"Welcome back to Whose Line Is It Anyway"," Hades said to the camera. "The show where everything's made up and the points don't matter. If you're keeping track of the score at home, get help. Seriously, you must be losing it if you're actually keeping track."
Everyone laughed.
"Let's move onto a game called 'Film Dub'. This game is for Spyro, Pit, and D.J. You three, we set up a screen over there for this."
The three chosen performers moved to sit by the screen.
"So what we're gonna do is play a short movie scene, but we've taken all of the sound and dialogue out of it. It's up to Spyro, Pit, and D.J. to make up a whole new scene with the clip, using all new dialogue. You guys can decide who's doing dialogue for which character, I don't care.
"The scene I would like you to improvise: planning a high-stakes bank heist. That's all you guys need to know, so take it away when the clip starts."
(Author's Note: In real life, the movie clip would always come from an obscure movie or TV show. In my version, there will be a little more freedom than that, since this is fanfiction and I say so. Besides, if I used an obscure clip, you would likely never get it. But no matter what, I do NOT own the movies or shows that I dub whenever I do this game. Unless it's Total Drama Everything related.)
(Film Dub)
(Movie Clip: Marvel's The Avengers, when Agent Coulson arrives to give Tony Stark a mission)
D.J.: (voicing for Coulson) I've gotten all the intel about the bank, it's in this folder.
Spyro (voicing for Tony) Ugh, do I have to look this over?
Pit: (voicing for Pepper) As your mother who somehow looks the same age as you, yes. Now give me that, you're not allowed to drink.
Spyro: I don't really see why we're doing this. As you can see, I'm rich.
D.J.: Yeah, well I'm sleeping in a box.
Pit: Then how did you get that suit?
Spyro: I'll bet five bucks he stole from my wallet to get the money for that suit.
Pit: Wow, did you?
Spyro: Also, if you're complaining so much about being poor, why don't you get a job?
Pit: I have nothing to say on that one.
D.J.: I already have a job. And that's helping with high-stakes bank heists.
Spyro: Hold that thought. Mommy, can you cook macaroni for me tonight?
Pit: Be right back.
(BUZZZZ!)
Hades shook his head as everyone walked back to their seats. "Before anyone asks, this was done purely as a joke. So no hate, please. We all love that movie."
"A bit of a nerd fest though," Spyro added.
"True. Five thousand points to Pit for making us all think about Pepper."
Pit raised his fist high in victory.
"Now let's go on to a game called 'Greatest Hits'. This is for all four of you. Pit and T.J., take the stools and stage left, D.J. and Spyro will take the other side. Pit and T.J., you are two pitchmen in a commercial, trying to promote the latest compilation music album. During their pitch, they will bring up a "song" from that album, with a title and a well-known artist or genre, after which D.J. and Spyro will try to make up that very song, using the topic, the title, genre, artist, whatever information you have, backed up by our live band. So what I need from the audience is an occupation you wouldn't likely write a song about."
Right away, the audience began shouting out suggestions.
"Lunch lady!"
"Clown!"
"Daredevil!"
Hades nodded. "I think being a daredevil is the same as being a clown in a way, so we'll go with 'clown'. So it's 'Songs of the Clown'. Start when you guys are ready."
(Greatest Hits!)
"Hi, everybody," Pit said. "We'll be right back to our regularly scheduled program, The Roast of Godzilla, in just a few minutes. But first, do we have a show for you?"
"From the moment children first existed, there have been birthday parties," T.J. explained. "And with birthday parties, came clowns. And once THOSE started showing up, we got a new phobia and some scary movies about them. I mean, REALLY scary movies."
He looked around. "Pennywise isn't nearby, is he? Make him go away!"
Pit looked at the camera, then at him. "Maybe we should keep you away from the movie cabinet for awhile."
"Smart."
"Anyway, other than clowns haunting us at night, we also have great music. And we have compiled that music into a great anthology. Fifty songs on forty-nine CD's, all about the clown."
"And if you live in the present and don't use CD's anymore, there's always iTunes," T.J. said cheerily.
Everyone laughed.
"Hey, T.J."
"Yes, Pit?"
"When someone asks you to think of a piece of playground equipment, what do you usually say? You of all people should know how to answer this question"
T.J. shrugged. "What does playground equipment have to do with clowns?"
"Just answer the question."
"Well, normally I think of jungle gyms. Aren't those the epitome of playgrounds?"
Pit nodded. "Makes sense. But I was actually thinking of swing sets. Oh, hey. Swing sets. Swing!"
T.J. facepalmed and said, "Why didn't I think of that? King Bob will have my head."
"Can't help you there. Of course, nothing makes my heart go back and forth with joy than that #1 swing hit, 'What Balloon Animal Do You Want?'."
…
(D.J. begins snapping his fingers, while Spryo nods his head to the swing beat that starts playing. The sound is almost a cover of Glenn Miller's "In the Mood".)
Spyro: This is my own form of art.
I know these animals all by heart.
My goal isn't to let kids down.
I'm a happy, jolly clown.
So I ask the kid in front:
What balloon animal do you want?
D.J.: I can make all kinds of shapes.
A hippopotamus, or even a snake.
I can make a giraffe or kangaroo.
Can even make a poodle too.
Could even somehow do the sun
So what balloon animal do you want?
I can make…
Spyro: Balloons!
Both: That we can shape into
D.J.: Anything.
Spyro: You want
Both: Just look what we can do.
D.J.: It's a horse.
Spyro: A cow.
Both: Or maybe a space station
The only limit is your imagination!
So we ask before we're done:
What balloon animal do you want?
…
"I once tried my luck and asked if a clown would make a balloon Death Star," T.J. said.
"And did they?" Pit asked.
"Yes, actually."
"Nice."
"I think that clown quit soon after and is now a renowned sculptor."
Laughter.
"You know something, Pit? It's true clowns are meant to bring joy and happiness to the many children around the world. But I think they also take a lot of abuse."
Pit nodded. "That's true, T.J. Clowns are meant to bring us all joy, but some people get that joy by pushing that clown around and making him question his career choices. Everyone, clowns are people too."
T.J. pretended to wipe a tear from his eye. "It's so heartbreaking to see, you know. Believe it or not, Lady Gaga and Paul McCartney feel the same way. They were both so touched by the clowns and their daily struggles that they released their own collaboration. So without further ado, here's that Lady Gaga/Paul McCartney song, 'Don't Steal Their Noses'."
…
(Spyro begins dancing, while D.J. mimes playing guitar, paying attention to detail and using his left hand to "strum".)
D.J.: Sometime we all forget
That clowns are just like us.
They make us laugh to earn their keep.
They don't make such a fuss.
Spyro: (somewhat high-pitched) Every day is always the same
Never a bed of roses
We all hear the poor clown shout
"Please, don't steal our noses."
D.J.: Their nose is their greatest tool
They could use it for a car horn.
But horrible people steal these treasures
Without it, the clown is torn
Spyro: There's nothing a clown can't do
But our hearts are frozen
Because cruel people can't help but
Steal those clowns' red noses.
(The music continues for a bit, with Spyro still dancing and D.J. still "playing guitar", until the final notes begin to play.)
Both: Don't steal their noses.
…
T.J. reached over and grabbed Pit's nose, pretending to pass his thumb off as the very same.
"Hey!"
"Got your nose."
Pit rolled his eyes. "If you're hoping to be a clown one day, you're sorely lacking."
"How so?"
"For one thing, you don't give anybody the heebie-jeebies."
"Hey, all I have to do is act well-behaved in front of Miss Finster. That should give her the heebie-jeebies."
That was enough to get Pit laughing. "Okay, fair enough. But unlike her, there's actually a name for a fear of clowns. It's called 'coulrophobia'. And when one is scared of something, I imagine the first thing they do is listen to some fun, upbeat salsa music. But what if the salsa music just so happened to be about the thing you're scared of?"
"Strange, weird, but still fun to dance to."
"Correct. In fact, there IS a salsa song about scary clowns on this compilation, titled, 'Terror and A Happy Face'."
…
(Spyro and D.J. begin dancing to the beat.)
Spyro: Be afraid
Of the face covered in white and red.
Don't anger a clown
Or you very well could end up dead.
Did you know
That some people think clowns are torture?
Like Simon Cowell
Or even Sam Winchester.
D.J.: Be sure not
To go out in the rain.
Or you might find a demon clown
Staring at you from the storm drain.
Some clowns are horrible
Might as well be called "gas man".
The only way to beat them
Is the one called Batman.
Both: Terror
And A Happy Face!
D.J.: Clowns will one day kill us all
Both: Terror
And A Happy Face!
Spyro: Clowns will one day make us fall.
Both: Make us fall!
…
(BUZZZZZZZZZ!)
The performers all returned to their seats.
"I think you guys just gave coulrophobia to everyone watching this," Hades told them.
"Doesn't everyone have it anyway?" Spyro asked.
D.J. raised his hand. "I do."
"What AREN'T you scared of?" Pit asked.
"Your friend Palutena. Did you know she can make some mean cookies?"
"I will admit, Lady Palutena's cookies are good."
"You'll have to bring me some one day," T.J. said.
"And me," Spyro added.
Hades raised his hand. "Me too."
The god turned to the camera. "Alright, we'll be back with more Whose Line?, find out who the winner is, right after this!"
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(Back to the show…)
Hades had joined Spyro and T.J. onstage, while Pit was in his normal seat, and D.J. was at the desk.
"Welcome back to Whose Line Is It Anyway?. Tonight's winners, Spyro and T.J.!"
The audience cheered, and Spyro and T.J. shook hands.
"So since they're the winners, they get to join me in a game called '90 Second Alphabet'. The way this works is the three of us are gonna act out a scene and start it with a letter suggested by you guys, and then every time someone speaks, they must begin with the very next letter of the alphabet until we've come back to the one we start with. And we have 90 seconds to do it. Now what letter should we start with?"
"P!"
"D!"
"K!"
"R!"
"H!"
Hades smiled. "I heard 'H', that should do. D.J., what's the scene?"
D.J. read the card. "You and T.J. are two police officers investigating a robbery at Spyro's souvenir shop."
"Okay, starting with the letter 'H', let's do this."
(90 Second Alphabet!)
T.J.: Hey, can you describe what happened here?
Spyro: I wish I could.
Hades: Just start at the beginning.
Spyro: ...Kevin just came in here and decided to steal one of my vases.
Hades: Looks like you actually know the robber's name.
T.J.: Man, must you be confused over all this.
Hades: Never trust anyone named 'Kevin'.
Spyro: Oh, don't get me started with the guy, he's been giving me a headache since I met him.
Hades: Problems! This man has problems!
T.J.: Quite.
Spyro: Really stinks, because that vase was pretty.
T.J.: ...So how much is the vase worth?
Spyro: Truthfully? Only about five bucks.
Hades: Under the amount I expected for a vase (pronounces it "voss").
T.J.: VASE, not VOSS.
Hades: What's the difference?
T.J.: ...Xylophone music? Why do I hear xylophone music?
Spyro: You're hearing the store's stereo.
T.J.: ...Zounds! That's what I'm hearing.
Hades: Actually, it's spelled with an "S".
Spyro: But how could you tell he was spelling it with a "Z"?
Hades: 'Cause.
(D.J.: Fifteen seconds!)
Spyro: Don't let that guy get away with that, I really love that vase.
T.J.: Enough worrying, we'll handle this.
Spyro: Fine, but I see one scratch on that thing, I'm suing you both.
T.J.: Guy really does care about a five dollar vase.
Hades: Heck, I would.
(BUZZZ!)
The three high fived, and Pit, and D.J. joined them onstage.
"Alright, now we're gonna end the show by having everybody reading the credits. You guys are gonna read the credits as excited teenage girls. Thanks for watching, goodnight!"
True to the instructions, the four spent the last few moments of airtime squealing like teenage girls over boys, fashion, and the latest episode of Riverdale.
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Once again, comedy serves to bring us light in a dark world.
Basic summary of madness: Pizza Delivery Boy and his friends saved the world from a lack of cheese, it's possible to do a scene lying down, anything is possible with a movie scene if you push the mute button, clowns are the most polarizing creatures on the planet, and literally no one can agree on how to pronounce the word "vase".
A huge shoutout and thanks to FireFlamerx9z, 95, an unnamed guest, and 1602jaw for the suggestions of Spyro, Pit, T.J., and D.J., the characters I used in this episode. And before you ask: yes, I knew I was letting in two characters with almost identical names; and no, I never mentioned that once during the chapter (other than here, obviously). The games were all my idea this time, because I wanted to do a chapter of not only games I haven't done yet, but also a game from the revival show. As always, if you have ideas for what to do whenever I play these games or the other ones I've done, I'm always open to suggestions.
Also, not too long ago, I stated that I would only do games that have actually existed and been played in the real-life Whose Line?, and so far, I've kept to that philosophy. However, I recently got an idea for an all-new game made up by a reader, and it makes me wonder if I can open that door a little bit. If you want me to, let me know.
There are no plans yet for next time, so I hope you keep those suggestions coming. Characters I can have appear on this, games, topics I can use for those games. Your wish is my command as long as it's within reason.
And always remember to read and review, fave and follow, send in those suggestions, and read all my other stories.
See you all next time. TheMasterKat out!