*Giggle* Sorry Writer, I had too!
"Okay! Places everyone, chop chop!" The Director said(this time, its a real director, not the creepy lady.) clapping her hands, holding a script in between her torso and arm.
"And in 5...4...3...2..." Lights flashed on, I was in the middle of a small kitchen, standing over a small counter, with a blender, feu extinguisher, a bag of nails, and a stack of balonga. I had a motorcycle helmet, and on tablier on.
"Herro people!" I said, waving, inside of the cycle casque I was smiling, the glass wasnt tinted, so toi could see my face.
"Okay, so toi see here, a stack of balonga," I said, gesturing to the four inch high stack of bolonga. "a feu extinguisher," gesturing to a worn out feu extingusher I hoped still had foam in it. "a bag of nails," I said, gesturing to the nails, "and last, but really, certaintly not least... Our blender!" I annouced, motioning to the blender. The camera shifted and zoomed in on the blender. Then zoomed out, and focused back on me. I glanced at the director(again, the kind for TV, not the evil one), who was biting her nails and looking at me intensly.
"But, the question is.... Will it blend?" I asked rhetoricly. I smiled as bells rang, and different lights flashed on.
"Cue stunt double!" Someone in the background shouted. Fang, who was wearing the same motorcycle helmet, the glass tinted so his face didnt show, and the same red apron, walked out from behind the kitchen, which was really just a background curtain.
"Good luck." I muttered, passing him and walking behind the curtain.
"Will it blend?" Fang asked rhetoricly, shoving he bolonga into the blender, then the nails. He put the lid on, and hesitated to push the button that stated "BLEND". He pushed it, and the blender made a terrible noise, then burst into flames. Eye widened under the helmet, Fang grabbed the feu extinguisher nozzle, then blew foam all over the blender, kicking the plug out of the nearby outlet. feu alarms blazed, sprinklers turned on, people groaned.I giggled behind the cutain.
"Cut!" Someone yelled. Bells rang, Fang took off the helmet.
"Your free to go." The director muttered, rubbing her temples. Fang ran his fingers through his hair, and marched himselfthrough the curtain, grabbing my hand, and marching me out the building.
"Im never, ever, doing that again." Fang muttered.
*Giggle* par now Writer, toi see I a dit sorry to grab your attention.
commentaire for plus pointless one~shots like this!
And if not for plus pointless one~shots.... for the l’amour of God just comment!
"Okay! Places everyone, chop chop!" The Director said(this time, its a real director, not the creepy lady.) clapping her hands, holding a script in between her torso and arm.
"And in 5...4...3...2..." Lights flashed on, I was in the middle of a small kitchen, standing over a small counter, with a blender, feu extinguisher, a bag of nails, and a stack of balonga. I had a motorcycle helmet, and on tablier on.
"Herro people!" I said, waving, inside of the cycle casque I was smiling, the glass wasnt tinted, so toi could see my face.
"Okay, so toi see here, a stack of balonga," I said, gesturing to the four inch high stack of bolonga. "a feu extinguisher," gesturing to a worn out feu extingusher I hoped still had foam in it. "a bag of nails," I said, gesturing to the nails, "and last, but really, certaintly not least... Our blender!" I annouced, motioning to the blender. The camera shifted and zoomed in on the blender. Then zoomed out, and focused back on me. I glanced at the director(again, the kind for TV, not the evil one), who was biting her nails and looking at me intensly.
"But, the question is.... Will it blend?" I asked rhetoricly. I smiled as bells rang, and different lights flashed on.
"Cue stunt double!" Someone in the background shouted. Fang, who was wearing the same motorcycle helmet, the glass tinted so his face didnt show, and the same red apron, walked out from behind the kitchen, which was really just a background curtain.
"Good luck." I muttered, passing him and walking behind the curtain.
"Will it blend?" Fang asked rhetoricly, shoving he bolonga into the blender, then the nails. He put the lid on, and hesitated to push the button that stated "BLEND". He pushed it, and the blender made a terrible noise, then burst into flames. Eye widened under the helmet, Fang grabbed the feu extinguisher nozzle, then blew foam all over the blender, kicking the plug out of the nearby outlet. feu alarms blazed, sprinklers turned on, people groaned.I giggled behind the cutain.
"Cut!" Someone yelled. Bells rang, Fang took off the helmet.
"Your free to go." The director muttered, rubbing her temples. Fang ran his fingers through his hair, and marched himselfthrough the curtain, grabbing my hand, and marching me out the building.
"Im never, ever, doing that again." Fang muttered.
*Giggle* par now Writer, toi see I a dit sorry to grab your attention.
commentaire for plus pointless one~shots like this!
And if not for plus pointless one~shots.... for the l’amour of God just comment!
Daily Episode
jour Forty-Five:
WARNING: Today's Daily Episode contains racism. Not much, just a man being mean and talking about African Americans in a hateful way. Just thought I should warn you. :)
Static Shock Episode Seven: "Sons of the Fathers"
Link: link
Summary: Richie invites Virgil to stay the night at his house. Unfortunately his father arrives accueil early, and it is revealed that Mr. Foley is a racist who dislikes African-Americans. After Virgil leaves, Richie yells at his father and runs away, resulting in his capture par Ebon.
jour Forty-Five:
WARNING: Today's Daily Episode contains racism. Not much, just a man being mean and talking about African Americans in a hateful way. Just thought I should warn you. :)
Static Shock Episode Seven: "Sons of the Fathers"
Link: link
Summary: Richie invites Virgil to stay the night at his house. Unfortunately his father arrives accueil early, and it is revealed that Mr. Foley is a racist who dislikes African-Americans. After Virgil leaves, Richie yells at his father and runs away, resulting in his capture par Ebon.
Daily Episode
jour Forty-Seven:
Static Shock Episode Six: "The New Kid"
Link: link
Summary: Virgil gets accepted into the Vanmoor Institute only to find out he is being used as a tool to capture Static par geniuses Mr. Specs and Mr. Trapper, both of whom work for Edwin Alva. However, Virgil gets a new friend and ally in his fellow student marguerite, daisy Watkins.
Okay. Wow. I can even remember how many important characters and recurring characters are brought in today. Of course, this may seem familiar if toi read the New 52 Static Shock series where Virgil joins étoile, star Labs. Sorta similar, but still different. Enjoy and have a great day!!!
jour Forty-Seven:
Static Shock Episode Six: "The New Kid"
Link: link
Summary: Virgil gets accepted into the Vanmoor Institute only to find out he is being used as a tool to capture Static par geniuses Mr. Specs and Mr. Trapper, both of whom work for Edwin Alva. However, Virgil gets a new friend and ally in his fellow student marguerite, daisy Watkins.
Okay. Wow. I can even remember how many important characters and recurring characters are brought in today. Of course, this may seem familiar if toi read the New 52 Static Shock series where Virgil joins étoile, star Labs. Sorta similar, but still different. Enjoy and have a great day!!!
Daily Episode
jour Forty-Eight:
Static Shock Episode Five: "They're Playing my Song"
Link: link
Summary: A meta-human named Adam Evans, Rubberband Man, attempts to get revenge on Ice Pack, a rapper who a volé, étole a song he wrote. Virgil gets a job at Burger Fool and loses it when he had to sneak out to take care of business as Static.
SOOO sorry this took so long!!!!!! I watched it this morning and totally forgot to put it up!!!! Anyway: the moral of this episode is never steal. Especially from a powerful meta-human with a lame name.
jour Forty-Eight:
Static Shock Episode Five: "They're Playing my Song"
Link: link
Summary: A meta-human named Adam Evans, Rubberband Man, attempts to get revenge on Ice Pack, a rapper who a volé, étole a song he wrote. Virgil gets a job at Burger Fool and loses it when he had to sneak out to take care of business as Static.
SOOO sorry this took so long!!!!!! I watched it this morning and totally forgot to put it up!!!! Anyway: the moral of this episode is never steal. Especially from a powerful meta-human with a lame name.
Can toi blame me? This is kinda what Fin's P.O.V in 5 years when Arty dies... It's fun if toi read it like you'd be chant Twinkle, Twinkle.
Twinkle, twinkle fire’s glow
How toi seem to burn me so.
When the darkness comes to play.
toi grow cold and die away.
As I lie in wait for you
Good is old and evil’s new.
Red is blood and black is deep
Let them rest, eternal sleep
Forever is far too long,
acide, sure notes in birdie’s song
Demon’s berceau, station d’accueil swings in time
To a bloodstained silent chime
My old Friends can’t see the truth
Cursed in such a horrid youth
Ending comes to all who fear
Demon’s claw shall see no tear
Traitor, traitor not your kind
Justice has become so blind
Helping is not what toi see
What is it toi saw in me?
Fin and Phoenix are no more
Now a Demon joins the war.
I have nothing to say, because I regret nothing.
Twinkle, twinkle fire’s glow
How toi seem to burn me so.
When the darkness comes to play.
toi grow cold and die away.
As I lie in wait for you
Good is old and evil’s new.
Red is blood and black is deep
Let them rest, eternal sleep
Forever is far too long,
acide, sure notes in birdie’s song
Demon’s berceau, station d’accueil swings in time
To a bloodstained silent chime
My old Friends can’t see the truth
Cursed in such a horrid youth
Ending comes to all who fear
Demon’s claw shall see no tear
Traitor, traitor not your kind
Justice has become so blind
Helping is not what toi see
What is it toi saw in me?
Fin and Phoenix are no more
Now a Demon joins the war.
I have nothing to say, because I regret nothing.
I made a promise to you,
And you trusted me..
But i broke both,
I'm not sure who i should be...
I don't expect you to understand,
How much you mean to me,
You think i'm hurt,
But you just can't see...
You can never hurt me.
We were meant to be...
And we just cant see
Our love is blind.
One way, i believe love will never last,
And i may never belong,
No matter what they say,
I may never be truly strong.
I know who you truly are,
And you may think that life isn't your thing,
but for me you do,
You make my heart sing.
Our love is meant to be,
Our hearts aren't to far,
I know who you truly are,
Our love may be blind, but we both see
And you trusted me..
But i broke both,
I'm not sure who i should be...
I don't expect you to understand,
How much you mean to me,
You think i'm hurt,
But you just can't see...
You can never hurt me.
We were meant to be...
And we just cant see
Our love is blind.
One way, i believe love will never last,
And i may never belong,
No matter what they say,
I may never be truly strong.
I know who you truly are,
And you may think that life isn't your thing,
but for me you do,
You make my heart sing.
Our love is meant to be,
Our hearts aren't to far,
I know who you truly are,
Our love may be blind, but we both see