Dragon Warrior

[size=1] Good stuff. Now finish. Oh, I have to comment too? Fine. I was actually a bit excited with the Zeke and B fight. I mean, they're both worn out. I had no clue what would happen, but I had a feeling Zeke would die and B would be wounded horrifically. I have to admit, this is like watching a movie. Keep it going.[/size]

[img]http://img168.imageshack.us/img168/6633/obsurvivorscriptposterbs8.jpg[/img] [b]Main Characters:[/b] D.W Scallywag ? [i]Dragon Warrior[/i] B.K Smith ? [i]BKstyles[/i] Princess Peanut ? [i]Peanut[/i] Lady Kitty - [i]Kitty [/i] The ?Boss? ? [i]The Boss[/i] Benny ?The Lighter? ? [i]Blayze[/i] Randy ?The Socket? ? [i]Raiyuu[/i] Gavin ?The Grandfather Clock? ? [i]Gavin[/i] Mr. ?36 Keys? ? [i]Rachmaninoff[/i] Sunny E. Falls ? [i]SunfallE [/i] Sandy Taylor The Tailor? [i]Sandy[/i] Farmer Shy ? [i]Shy[/i] Ezekiela ? [i]Ezekiel[/i] Sir Darren ? [i]Darren[/i] King White ? [i]White[/i] Des The Dreaded Castle Keeper ? [i]Desbreko[/i] Iki ? [i]Ikillion[/i] Scene 1 [D.W stretches his arms as he walks through ?The Buzzkill? tavern?s entrance.] D.W: Oh man, that last job really tired me out. I need a vacation? or something. "Boss" is always giving me the crap duties. Barkeep: Sir, the toilet is right over there. D.W: ? "Duties?, not? aw, forget it. Just tell me where? [DW shifts his eyes from left to right] ? The ?Boss? is? [Everyone in the bar stops what they?re doing and gasps.] D.W: What? What are you all staring at? Can?t a mobster ask to see his boss without drawing attention to himself? Barkeep: Forgive us, sir. He?s right over there. [Pointing at the corner table.] D.W: Thank you, now if you?ll excuse me. [D.W walks over and is let through by two mobsters guarding the table.] The ?Boss?: Ah, Scallywag. I see you?re back from fish scaling duty. I hope you remembered to shower before you came here. [Mobsters laugh.] D.W: Yeah, yeah. Who are the new guys? The ?Boss?: Ah, yes, let me introduce you. This here is Benny ?The Lighter?? Benny: Yo. [Fiddles with two zippo lighters, spinning them around in quick fashion.] The ?Boss?: This here to my right is Randy ?The Socket.? D.W: The Socket? The hell kind of name is that? [Randy walks over to D.W and presses his pointer finger to his arm, crating a static electricity shock.] D.W: Ow! What the hell, man! Hope you aren?t on whacking duty? Barkeep: Sir, again, the bathroom is over- D.W: Shut up and get your mind out of the gutter, old man! The ?Boss?: Finally, this one here they call Gavin ?The Grandfather Clock?. He?s a man of few words. Gavin: Interesting? most interesting. D.W: ? what is? Gavin: Interesting? most interesting. D.W: ? dude, what? The ?Boss?: Don?t mind him, Scallywag. That?s how he communicates? now, are you ready for your next job? D.W: Um, actually? I came here to tell you something. The ?Boss?: What?s that? D.W: Well? I uhh? you see, I think it?s time I parted ways with the mob. [Everyone stops and gasps again.] D.W: Holy crap, what?s with you people? Don?t you all have drinking and brawling to do? The ?Boss?: Part ways? You? want to part ways? Hahaha! You gotta be kidding me. Who?s giving your permission to do that? D.W: Well, It?s just? I kinda want to get my life back on track. So I think it?s best. Gavin: Interesting? most interesting. D.W: ? does he say anything else!? The ?Boss?: You have to get used to it, don?t worry. D.W: Ah ha? The ?Boss?: Oh, right? ahem? well then, how about we decide your fate like men? You happened to interrupt us in the middle of a poker game. How about we deal you in, and if you win I will grant you your freedom. D.W: ? and if I lose? The ?Boss?: You pay up what you owe? PLUS interest. D.W: What!? Those terms are completely unfair, why would I accept... [Benny, Randy, and three other generic mobsters with no names who will probably never be seen again throughout this screenplay stand and position themselves around D.W, cracking their fists.] D.W: I, uhh? heh heh. Alright then? so then I?ll just have to win! The ?Boss?: Hehe, deal him in, boys. Straight game for $5,000 flat. D.W: FIVE THOUSAND!? Wait a minute, I don?t have that kind of money! You pay me in empty coke cans, for god sakes! Gavin: Interesting? most interesting. The ?Boss?: That?s enough, Gavin! [Cards are dealt in 5 card draw fashion to The ?Boss? and D.W. D.W gets a 5, two Jacks, and two Queens.] D.W: [Thinking:] Ha, alright? looks like this could be my lucky day! The ?Boss?: Give me one. [?Boss? is dealt one card.] D.W: I?ll take one too! [D.W is dealt one card, it is the Jack of diamonds.] D.W: [Thinking:] Haha! This is it, I?ll win for sure. I?ll be free to live my life, five thousand dollars richer! The ?Boss?: Alright, what do ya got? D.W: Read 'em and weep bossman. Full house! [D.W reveals hand.] Gavin: Interesting? most? The ?Boss? and D.W: SHUT UP! [Gavin slumps his head with a frown on his face.] The ?Boss?: Well, that?s quite a good hand. Too bad though? [?Boss? reveals a four of a kind of aces.] D.W: N? no way! You cheated! The ?Boss?: Cheated? You accusing me of cheating!? Benny: Haha, you lost fair and square sucker. Pay up. D.W: You can forget about that! [D.W throws an elbow and takes the mobster blocking his back by surprise. He makes a fun for it, shoving people out of his way.] The ?Boss?: Get him, but don?t kill him! [Mobsters chase D.W toward the tavern?s swinging doors. D.W shoves his way through the doors and makes a sharp left turn.] D.W: [Thinking:] If I can get aboard that ship, I?ll be home free! Just a little bit furth- [D.W crashed into a man buying something from a merchant mid-thought and tumbles along with him onto the ground.] D.W: Ow? who the hell? Man: Oh no! My money! Where did it go!? [The merchant picks the man?s money up from near his foot and slips it into his pocket while whistling innocently.] D.W: Oh, man! You?re gonna get me killed, buddy! Randy: There he is! D.W: Oh, shit! Move it! Man: Hey! You don?t even apologize and now you?re shoving me? [D.W scrambles to his feet but is tackled down by Generic Mobster #1.] D.W: Hey! Get the hell off! I?m not paying you bums! Generic Mobster #2: Hey! I think this guy here is his accomplice. He?s been planning on stiffing the boss this whole time! Randy: You mean The ?Boss?? Generic Mobster #2: No? I mean the boss. The regular noun, not the proper noun. Generic Mobster #3: Noun? Randy: So you?re not saying his name? Generic Mobster #2: No! I mean? he?s our boss, and his name happens to be The ?Boss?? but he?s still our boss, so I called him that! Man: Hey look, I don?t know what?s going on here? but I?m not with this guy? Randy: Shut up! You guys are done for! [Randy rubs his hands together and presses his finger against the man?s arm, shocking him ever so slightly.] Man: ? ow. D.W: You weakling! [The ?Boss? walks up from behind Randy with a crowbar in hand.] The ?Boss?: So, you got yourself a partner, eh? Man: What!? I don?t know this guy! Look, my name is B.K Smith. I?m just a normal guy trying buy some fruit, and he bumped into me! Benny: B.K? Hm, pretty cool name, bub. B.K: Well, actually? it stands for Brian Kerry. [Mobsters laugh hysterically, clearly offended B.K frowns.] The ?Boss?: Well then, since I?m such a nice guy? tell ya what I?ll do. By my count you owe me $5000 plus interest, which comes out to about? ohhhh? $10,000. D.W: WHAT!? You?re insane! The ?Boss?: Shut up! Since you and your buddy here were trying to pull a fast one on us, he can help you get my money. You bozos have till next week to get me my money or else the both of yous will be sleeping with the fishes! [?Boss? points toward water with crowbar.] Randy: Hehe, yeah, and remember that we got the whole city under watch? so there?s no way you guy?s are going to be able to get away from us. [Mobsters rough up D.W and B.K a little bit before walking away.] The ?Boss?: Remember, one week. You know where to find me, and if you don?t have my money? I?ll know where to find you! B.K: Wait a minute? don?t get me involved in this! Everything was going to well! I just got rid of that rash and everything! Plus, my job doesn?t pay nearly that much! D.W: Well, no use complaining now. You?re gonna help me out, buddy, unless you want us both to get killed! B.K: Wait! Noooooooo! [D.W gets up and drags B.K along with him. ?Boss? raises his arm and motions for someone.] The ?Boss?: 36 Keys? follow them. Make sure they keep to their ?commitment?. Mr. 36 Keys: Um? sir, that?s Mr. 36 Keys. The ?Boss?: ? yeah, whatever, have fun with that. Just go. [Mr. 36 Keys mumbles under his breathe as he secretly trails D.W and B.K] Scene 2 [D.W. and B.K. are walking downtown later that same day contemplating.] B.K: What?s our next move? What do we do? Why am I here? How come I?m getting threatened with death? Who are you, exactly? And why do I smell circus folk? D.W: Calm down, man. I?ve got this all under control. We can think our way out of this. B.K: Okay. I?m calm. D.W: We just need money. Let?s rob a bank. B.K: What?! No! No way! If we?re going to get that money, we?re doing it in a civilized manner and through normal methods. D.W: [Pause] Wha? B.K: We?re getting jobs. D.W: Pff, jobs. You can?t make 10 grand in a week pumping gas. B.K: There?s bound to be jobs where we can make a lot of dough in a short amount of time where we can still at least keep our dignity. Scene 3 [D.W. and B.K. stand on a farm they have to trudge through mud and cowpies alike.] B.K: Somehow the part I said about keeping our dignity must?ve been lost to you. D.W: Nah, trust me. We can easily get a good, high-paying job here on this farm. I know of this guy here who needs a few expert crop-dusters. B.K: I know nothing about crop-dusting! D.W: Oh, it?s really easy. B.K: Have you done it before or something? D.W: No, but I eat corn. B.K: [Pause] What?s? that have to do with? ? D.W: Trust me. I?ll talk him into giving us the job. There?s no way we can fail. [D.W. and B.K. approach Farmer Shy]. D.W: Hi, Farmer Shy. Shy: Howdy. What can I do you fer? D.W: No, we?re not hookers. [Shy gives a look of confusion.] D.W: We?re here about the crop-dusting job. Shy: Are you professionals? D.W: Of course! How rude of you to say we aren?t! Shy: Sorry. I?m jus? a bit cautious. Last time I had two jokers come to me saying they were professionals, but didn?t have any IDs to prove they were. Turns out, they were just trying to make $10,000 dollars in a week to pay back a mob boss they lost a card game with. Hah, you can?t write stuff like that there, eh? [D.W. and B.K. look at each other.] Ezekiela: Father! [Everyone turns to see Ezekiela, who is approaching the group.] Shy: Oh, boys, this here is my daughter, Ezekiela. D.W: You?re hot. Shy: What did you jus? say?! [B.K. elbows D.W.] D.W: I said? um? I smell rot? [Looks to B.K.] Brush your teeth more, idiot! [Smacks him to the ground.] Shy: Good. ?Cause if you even complimented my daughter, I?d kill yooouuu. D.W: Well noted! Shy: So, I reckon you have IDs, right? D.W: Yes? but you have to hold on first. We have to go do something. 'Cause we left... the cat by the... cat-killing machine. [D.W. and B.K. take off running. B.K. is being practically dragged.] B.K: What now, huh? D.W: I have an old friend who can help us out! C?mon! Scene 4 [D.W. and B.K. enter a small quaint shop in town. Sandy sits at the counter.] Sandy: Oh, no, not you again. [Puts his head in his hands.] D.W: Hewwo, Sandy, my dear friend. Sandy: Look, I don?t have any more women?s underwear for you, D.W. D.W: [Embarrassed] Hah? uh? what are you talking about? Sandy: You bought me out. I?m sorry. I can?t sell you any more. D.W: [Catches B.K.?s odd looks.] Oh, Sandy, you?re such a kidder. [Nervous laugh.] I?m here on new business. Sandy: What now? D.W: We need IDs for being crop-dusters. Sandy: And what in your pea-sized mind makes you think I could possibly do that for you? I?m a tailor. D.W: Yes! But you?re Sandy! Sandy: This is true. [Notices B.K.] Who?s he? B.K: I?m- D.W: That?s Barney Gumble. B.K: No, I?m Brian Kerry. D.W: Right. What did I say? B.K: Are you able to do this so we can get out of here and I can get on with my life? Sandy: No need to be so pushy. I?ll see what I have. [Reaches into a drawer and pulls out two crop-duster ID cards.] Here you go. Already made. [D.W. and B.K. look at each other.] B.K: Okay, that wasn?t weird. D.W: Put it on my tab, Sandy, m?man! Sandy: This is a tailor shop. There is no tab, you- [Notices D.W. and B.K. already left.] I hope he gets poisoned and crashes the plane, which explodes and sends him into a fiery death of horror. Wow, I need my pills. Scene 5 [D.W. and B.K. return to the farm and meet Shy.] D.W: Here you are. [Shows IDs.] Shy: Wow. How authentic. Yer hired. You?ll get paid the ridiculously high payment of 10 grand by the end of the week. [Walks away mumbling and shaking his head.] Why I pay 10,000 for crop-dusting is beyond me? D.W: Let?s go check out the plane! [D.W. and B.K. enter the barn where the plane is stored and they begin studying it.] B.K.: You sure you know anything about this? D.W: Please, B.K. I?m an excellent aggravator. B.K: Aggravator? D.W: [Sighs.] Yes. A pilot? Someone who flies planes? Hello! B.K: An aviator, you mean? D.W: I know what I said, Ben. B.K: It?s Brian! And I?m just saying? we could get in big trouble. D.W: You?ll get in trouble if I don?t get myself a glass of raspberry lemonade in a second. B.K: ? wait, what? D.W: Get me my damned lemonade! B.K: Fine! [Runs off towards the farmhouse.] [D.W. continues working. Ezekiela emerges from the piles of hay.] Ezekiela: Hey, good-lookin?. D.W: Ahh! Ezekiel! Ezekiela: No, it?s Ezekiela. D.W: My boob. I mean?my bad! Ezekiela: You look so strong workin? on that plane there. D.W: Yeah. It?ll be done in a sex. I mean?in a sec! Uhh? Ezekiela: I?m not makin? you uncomfortable, am I? D.W: No! I?m just a little hungry, I guess. I?m wondering where Bart went with my nude. I mean?food! Ezekiela: Oh, don?t worry about him right now. [Sexually approaches D.W.] It?s just you and me. D.W: Please be gentle? [Suddenly Shy busts in with his shotgun while B.K. runs by screaming.] B.K.: RUUUN! D.W: [Takes off at a sprint after B.K.] Wait for me! Shy: I told you not to touch my daughter in the generic farm fatherly way! You disobeyed me and must die! [Fires the shotgun.] Scene 6 [D.W. and B.K. return to sitting in Sandy?s shop. Sandy is reading the newspaper] B.K: That was fun. Sandy: No good, eh? B.K: D.W. couldn?t keep his hands off the farmer?s daughter. D.W: She came onto me! [There is silence, then B.K. and Sandy bust out laughing.] Sandy: Ohhh, D.W., no girl will come onto you! Haha! B.K: Woo! That almost made this whole experience worth while. D.W: Bite me. B.K: Which acre? Sandy: Settle down, you two! It says here in the newspaper there?s a new job opening. Maybe you guys can try this. D.W: What is it? Sandy: Well, have a look! [D.W. and B.K. walk over and read the paper. They are suddenly interested.] D.W: Sandy Taylor the Tailor, make me a match. Find me a find. Catch me a catch. Sandy: What? D.W: Make us goddamn costumes! Scene 7 [An alarm goes off waking Mr. 36 Keys up.] 36 Keys: Crap. I was supposed to be following those guys. I missed out on one fourth of the script already then. Gah! I suck. Scene 8 [D.W. and B.K. arrive at a castle.] B.K: This explains the armor I?m wearing. D.W: Welcome to Kingdom White. B.K: Why is the castle black then? D.W: I think that?s the color the castle originally came in and our crew was too cheap to paint it white for the movie. B.K: Dang. D.W: I know. Sir Darren: Helt! [Draws sword.] I mean? halt! [Puts away the sword.] Please? don?t hurt me! D.W: Who are you? Sir Darren: I am Darren and I am much stronger than you! Prepare to die! King White: Nonsense, Darren. You suck. [Pushes Darren into the moat.] Greetings. I am King White of White Kingdom. B.K: That makes sense. D.W: We?re here about the Knights For Hire job. King White: Well, you certainly do look ripe for the job. Think you can handle sleeping all day, drinking all night, getting all the loose women in the kingdom you want, lounging around and having servants wait on your every beck and call? D.W/B.K: ? we?ll manage? King White: Welcome, then! Scene 9 [D.W. is being fed grapes by several beautiful women while B.K. sulks by a fire.] B.K: D.W.! We should be trying to get money. D.W: Relax. Opportunity will show itself. Now shut up. I?m using witty pick up lines. [To a female.] I?m a treasure hunter, may I investigate your chest? [King White enters with Sir Darren by his side.] King White: The time has come, Knights For Hire! D.W: Whaaat? I was getting my boom-shank-a-lanka on. King White: There will be plenty of time for that later. My daughter has been stolen! B.K: Don?t you mean kidnapped, not stolen? King White: Off with his head! Knight #1: No, sire! Not now! King White: Fine. You two must go rescue her. Sir Darren: No, Your Majesty! Not them! I don?t like them. They smell funny. King White: Enough, Sir Darren! You suck too much to take seriously. Sir Darren: Whimper? King White: Go to the dreaded castle called The Castle of Dread and save her from the Dreaded Castle Keeper. D.W: How much will we get for it? King White: Five gold coins. D.W: Charlie horse my elbow hair?! Are you serious? Only five coins? King White: It?s exactly equivalent to 10,000 dollars in American money. B.K: That?s? convenient. Much like the farmer. King White: Then you must ride immediately! Sir Darren: This sucks butt! [D.W. slays Sir Darren quickly with his sword.] D.W: We all know it had to be done. [Everyone nods in agreement. D.W. then proceeds to toss the corpse out the window into the moat where 36 Keys is hiding. He is hit by the body.] 36 Keys: Ugh! I?m allergic to dead bodies! [Breaks out in hives.] Ahhh! B.K: You guys hear something? D.W and King White: ?No. [D.W pulls B.K with him as King White sees them off with horses.] Scene 10 [D.W and B.K trot along on their horses as they reach the gates of the Castle of Dread] B.K: [sighing to himself] Could these horses go any slower? D.W: I gotta level with ya? I don?t think these are even horses. [B.K takes a closer look at what he thinks is his horse] B.K: What the? what a cheap King! He gave us donkeys! D.W: Yeah, and your armor is missing rear protection. B.K: What!? [B.K reaches down and feels around his rear area, but feels the armor there] D.W: [giggling to himself] Haha, dude I totally just made you feel up your own ass! B.K: ?How the hell did you get accepted into the mob again? D.W: Um? I?ve got dimples? B.K: Forget I asked? [Two guards halt D.W and B.K?s advance] Guard 1: Halt! What is your business here? Stupid Guard: Yes, state your bus?wait, what does that say my name is!? D.W: Looks like ?Stupid Guard? to me, buddy. Stupid Guard: That?s not nice! I swear to dumb I?m not god! [D.W, B.K, and Guard 1 stare at Stupid Guard for a brief time] Guard 1: My apologies, our master has suffered some budget cuts in terms of recruitment. B.K: That explains it? D.W: Anywho, we?re here to save the princess of White Kingdom! Guard 1: Haha! The Princess Peanut and her servant Lady Kitty are property of our master now! You will never get by us! For we are ever astute in our duty to deter all intruders who dare to oppose the Dreaded Castle Keeper! We will risk our lives and fight till the end for our lord and for our kingdom, because it is our responsibility! We will? huh!? [Guard 1 turns around to see that D.W and B.K have already passed through while he was rambling on, meanwhile Stupid Guard is crying on the floor] Guard 1: [sighs] I?m so fired? [Meanwhile Mr. 36 Keys approached the gate as well] Mr. 36 Keys: Hm, looks like they?ve gotten passed the guards? Gavin: Interesting?Most Interesting. Mr. 36 Keys: ?what in the!? GAVIN! GO BACK TO HQ! [Gavin frowns and walks back with his head slumped] Mr. 36 Keys: Now to follow?[36 Keys makes his way toward the gate, but Guard 1 sees him] Guard 1: Oh no! I won?t let another one by! HIYAAAA! [Guard 1 takes a swing at Mr. 36 Keys with his halberd, knocking him with the blunt end into the moat next to the bridge] Mr. 36 Keys: [splashing and struggling] Gah! What the?I can?t swim! Son of a [glurp]? Scene 11 D.W: Ok, we made it inside. B.K: I could have sworn I heard that voice again? D.W: You?re daydreaming. Now I have a feeling the Princess?s room is down this hallway and to the right. B.K: ?how could you possibly know that? D.W: I got connections with the writers. B.K: Ooooohhhhhhh? smart. [D.W and B.K walk to the door and bash it down in one double shoulder blocking motion] D.W: We are here to save you princess? [They look around to see the room is empty] B.K: Well, there?s your reliable information. D.W: This is their room, I know it! [D.W walks over to the dresser and starts rummaging through it. He comes across a pair of light blue panties and starts inhaling the scent] D.W: Ohhhhhh yeah, this is the right room? hehehehehehe. B.K: What the! Put that away! Female Voice: Alright! I?ll check under the bed, maybe it rolled under there! D.W: [startled] Yikes! Um um?.[D.W tosses the panties into B.K?s hands and hides behind a chair] B.K: What the? HEY! [Princess Peanut and Lady Kitty walk into the room from the balcony] Princess Peanut: Oh my god! Who are you!? Lady Kitty: Are those? the princess?s undergarments!? Princess Peanut: You? PERVERT! [Peanut begins tossing every movable object in sight at B.K who gets pelted by the majority of them] B.K: [lying on the ground] ?why? me?? D.W: Oh Boris, you and your perverted mind. Princess! I am Sir Scallywag! Me and my partner here have come to rescue you! Princess Peanut: Oh my, my father sent knights! Lady Kitty: Looks more like rent-a-knights, milady. Princess Peanut: Oh, you?re right. They have the rusty armor. D.W: How harsh? B.K: Hey, can we get going now? it?s kind of? [B.K stops mid-sentence as he notices Lady Kitty]? whoa? she?s beautiful! D.W: Yeah, the princess is smoking hot too! When we get our of here and collect our money, maybe we can kick it all night long in a hot tub somewhere! Princess Peanut: Um? we?re standing right here! D.W: Oh? I guess we can do it here too if you prefer. Lady Kitty: Such rudeness! B.K: Hey, I hate to break it to everyone? but we should really get out of here before the Dreaded Castle Keeper shows up! D.W: You?re right Bernard! [B.K narrows eyes at D.W] Princess Peanut: Quickly! I know a short cut! [D.W and crew follow the princess out toward the courtyard, only to be stopped by a large stone wall] B.K: A wall? Your shortcut led us to a dead end! [An evil laugh can be heard as a large built man dressed in black armor walks up from behind] Des the Dreaded Castle Keeper: Mwahahaha! I am Desbreko! But you may call me Des! I am the Dreaded Castle Keeper! D.W: The dreaded castle keeper is a dead fish? [Everyone including Des smack D.W over the head] B.K: Shhh! No innuendo! We could get sued over the littlest thing! D.W: My bad, my bad? [rubs his head] Des the Dreaded Castle Keeper: Ahem? mwahahaha! Give back the princess and her unusually good-looking servant girl! Lady Kitty: Unusually!? B.K: I?ll handle this! Prepare yourself, Des! [B.K pulls out his sword and swings at Des only to see his sword break in half] D.W: Dude? don?t tell me you didn?t notice that our swords were made out of wood this whole time! B.K: ? King White IS cheap! [D.W and crew run parallel to the wall and notice a tall tree in the corner] D.W: Quick! Start climbing! I?ll distract the Dreaded Castle Keeper! [B.K helps Princess Peanut and Lady Kitty up into the tree as D.W steps forward] B.K: Scallywag! Just? come back? come back aliiiiiive! D.W: ? dude, I was just going to poke him in the eyes then follow you guys? damn man, this ain?t no sissy drama movie! B.K: Oh? well then just hurry up. [D.W proceeds to poking Des in the eyes] Des the Dreaded Castle Keeper: Gah! You poked me in the eyes! My only weakness! Who would ever thought I would get poked in the eyes, EVER! AAAAARRRGGGHHHHHH! [Des disappears into a black cloud] D.W: Sweeeeeeet. [D.W follows B.K and the ladies as they mount their donkeys and ride back to the White Kingdom] Princess Peanut: Oh Sir Scallywag, you are truly a hero! [Princess Peanut wraps her arms around D.W and starts making out with him. Scene 12 [King White greets them at the castle gates and sees everything] King White: HOW DARE YOU! B.K and Lady Kitty: Uh oh? King White: You?re touching my daughter. D.W: How dare you! How can you accuse me of that? B.K: D.W., your hand is on her breast. D.W: [Looks at his hand placement.] Oh? OH! Um? this? isn?t my baseball. [Laughs nervously.] King White: [Cocks shotgun.] Get out of here! [Starts firing.] D.W: Why the hell do people keep using shotguns?! [D.W. and B.K. take off running, leaving Princess Peanut and Lady Kitty behind at the castle. At this time, 36 Keys arrives quite damp and miserable.] 36 Keys: Gaahh? now where did they get to? [Suddenly he?s shot by the shotgun.] Ahh! No! My doctor told me it?d be bad for my health if I got shot! [Collapses.] Scene 13 [D.W. and B.K. arrive at Sandy?s. Sandy is watching TV.] Sandy: Hey, guys. How?s the dragon-slayin? business? D.W: It sucks! B.K: We got no money ?cause D.W. is still a pervert. D.W: Whatever, man! You were all over Kitty! B.K: You were all over Des! D.W: You bite your tongue! Everyone knows Des is unappealing with his hunchback! Sandy: Will you two shut up and just try to come up with a new scheme? B.K: Fine. What?s there to do? Sandy: [Looks in paper.] It seems the President of the World?s daughter is getting married. They need waiters for the wedding. The payment for each waiter is conveniently $5,000. D.W: [To the camera.] Now this is just getting ridiculous. Sandy: I have waiter suits. Think you guys can do it? B.K: As long as D.W. doesn?t hit on the bride. D.W: I?ll kick your puppy! Sandy: Shut up! Go get some rest. Tomorrow?s the wedding. You need plenty of sleep. B.K: Fine. This better work. I?m getting angry. [D.W. and B.K. leave. 36 Keys can be seen peeking through the window.] 36 Keys: [rubs his chin.] Wedding, eh? Sandy: Oh, shoot! I almost forgot! It?s 7:00pm. Time to let out my ferocious and unnecessarily vicious dog, so it can go on its evening walks where it harms innocent bystanders. [Lets his dog Iki out.] 36 Keys: Hah? uhh? nice doggie! Iki: I?m gonna gnaw off your widdle toes! 36 Keys: What the f? you can talk? [36 Keys is then mauled horribly.] Scene 14 [It?s the next day and D.W. meets B.K. in the lobby of a hotel. B.K. has the waiter suits ready.] B.K: Okay, D.W., let?s get going. We don?t want to be late. D.W: Well, B.K., I?m afraid I can?t. B.K: What in the name of Grandma?s Sweet Baked Goods are you gettin? at? D.W: You see? I talked to Princess Peanut last night. I told her we should run away together. [Flashback shows D.W. talking to Peanut.] D.W: We should run away together. [Flashback ends.] B.K: Wow. That flashback was completely pointless. D.W: So, yes, that?s what we?re doing. We?re running away together! I?m skipping town with her! B.K: You can?t! You got me into this mess. We need the money. You can?t run now. D.W: Sorry, man. B.K: Sorry?! Sorry doesn?t cut it. D.W: Cut what? Butter? B.K: Don?t try to make any slapstick jokes, D.W. And what the hell does that even stand for? D.W. D.W: It stands for Kicking Your Ass? you? ass. B.K: Wow. Good one. D.W: Whatever, man. See you never. [Walks away.] B.K: You?re a dead man, D.W.! They?ll kill me and come after you! And your rotting carcass won?t be any good for your girlfriend to have sex with! [Looks to his side to see an old woman staring.] Um? rehearsing Shakespeare. Scene 15 [A sequence of showing B.K. going through several jobs over the course of a week takes place. He goes from plumber to scuba diver to dressing up as a rabbit for snotty kids to several other things. It doesn?t look good. Finally, a full week has passed and he?s still broke.] B.K: Wow. What a week that was. Too bad for me, I have no money. Damnit. 36 Keys: Hey! B.K: Huh? You! 36 Keys: Yeah, it?s me! I just got back from the hospital after healing from almost drowning, being shot, mauled by a dog, and having a corpse thrown on me. But what matters is I?m here now and you two must pay up or?hey? where?s the other guy? Scallywag? B.K: He ditched town about a week ago. 36 Keys: No kiddin?? Man? B.K: Yep. 36 Keys: You pullin? my chain? B.K: No, no, he did. He left. 36 Keys: Crap. This?ll be my ass then. B.K: Sucks to be you. 36 Keys: No kiddin?. But hey, wait! Sucks to be you! [Calls The ?Boss? on his cell.] I?ve got them here. [Suddenly mobsters emerge from odd spots such as the bushes, trashcans, and from underneath old women?s skirts.] Old Woman: Ahh! Perv! [Smacks Randy with her purse.] Randy: Ahh! Cool it, lady! [The ?Boss? approaches B.K.] The ?Boss?: Hello, Mr. Smith. B.K: Where the hell were you hiding? The ?Boss?: Hiding? I wasn?t hiding. I was over there at the coffee shop with my wife. [Points to Sunny E. Falls. B.K. waves and Sunny waves back.] I have an understanding that D.W. skipped town. B.K: Um? The ?Boss?: No worries. The proper people will be dealt with. [Turns to 36 Keys, then to Gavin.] Gavin, take 36 Keys to the Tickle Machine. 36 Keys: It?s Mr. 36 Keys! The ?Boss?: Oh, it doesn?t matter! Tickle his ass! Gavin: Interesting? most interesting. B.K: Okay, if you find tickling someone?s ass interesting, then you?ve got problems. The ?Boss?: Shut up! You?re dead. Randy, Benny, other generic mobsters, get him! D.W: Not so fast! The ?Boss?: Who is that? Benny: James?! D.W: Hell no? James? Why the heck would you guess James? Benny: ? I love James? D.W: Yeeeeaaahhh? anyways? I?m back! Peanut: We?re here too! Kitty: Yeah! B.K: Kitty! Peanut! [Silence.] D.W: Ahem? B.K: Oh? yeah? you too, D.W. D.W: Gee, thanks. I?m here to save you and that?s what I get. The ?Boss?: I suppose you have the money then? D.W: Er? no. The ?Boss?: Kill ?em both. D.W: [Screams like a girl.] Nooo! [Randy and Benny open fire on D.W., B.K., Peanut, and Kitty.] D.W: Hold it! [Everything freezes.] D.W: We can?t end it like this. B.K: Huh? Everyone: We can?t? D.W: No! Let?s do the Scooby Doo ending! [Everything rewinds back to when D.W. and the girls enter, but this time the mobsters are all beaten and The ?Boss? is tied up.] D.W: Now let?s see who they really are. [He pulls off The ?Boss??s mask to reveal Sandy.] Everyone: Old Man Sandy?! Sandy: Yeah! That?s right! It was me all along. And I would?ve gotten away with it if it weren?t for you meddling kids and your damn dog Iki! B.K: Iki?s your dog. Sandy: Oh yeah. D.W: But why would you do it, Old Man Sandy? Sandy: Stop calling me that! Do I look like an old man to you? Peanut: Oh, Douglas Wuppletops, you were so brave! [Hugs D.W.] B.K: Douglas Wuppletops is your name? That?s what D.W. stands for?! And you made fun of my name? [Bursts out laughing.] D.W: Shut up! Now I don?t feel bad I backwashed in that root beer we shared. B.K: You what? Kitty: Brian! B.K: Kitty! Kitty: I love you! B.K: You do? Kitty: Duh! This ending has to have all tie-ins. B.K: Oh, right. Hah! Yay! 36 Keys: This is such a happy ending! Gavin: Interesting? most interesting. 36 Keys: Can?t you say anything important? Gavin: Actually, yes, I can. [Everyone turns to Gavin.] I hope you all learned from this. There?s a lesson behind it all. And no, it?s not that gambling is bad. It can make you a very rich person and helps the economy and vice in the world. The victim tonight is satire. Goodness gracious, the jokes in this script were horrible. They?ve all been done before. Can?t you people see that?! I think you should all be shot. [Silence.] D.W: I liked it better when he just said the other thing. Everyone: Yeah. Gavin: Now you know why I don?t talk. B.K: Ohhh well! Let?s go home, guys. [Everyone makes their way back home, leaving Sandy alone.] Sandy: Hey, wait! Don?t leave me here. Iki: [approaches Sandy.] I?m gonna nibble your navel. Sandy: ? okay? that wasn?t the creepiest thing ever. [Gets mauled.] THE END

[size=1]I've been working on more of it. I hope it doesn't come down to one of us cramming it all in. Here's some more finished work so you guys can see. It includes what BK wrote as well.[/size] [center][b][u]A Pair Of Jokers[/u][/b][/center] [b]Main Characters:[/b] D.W Scallywag ? Dragon Warrior B.K Smith ? BKstyles Princess Peanut ? Peanut Lady Kitty - Kitty The ?Boss? ? The Boss Benny ?The Lighter? ? Blayze Randy ?The Socket? ? Raiyuu Gavin ?The Grandfather Clock? ? Gavin Mr. ?36 Keys? ? Rachmaninoff Sunny E. Falls ? SunfallE Sandy Taylor The Tailor? Sandy Farmer Shy ? Shy Ezekiela ? Ezekiel Sir Darren ? Darren King White ? White Scene 1 [D.W stretches his arms as he walks through ?The Buzzkill? tavern?s entrance] D.W: Oh man, that last job really tired me out. I need a vacation?or something. "Boss" is always giving me the crap duties. Barkeep: Sir, the toilet is right over there. D.W: ??Duties?, not?aw forget it. Just tell me where?[DW shifts his eyes from left to right]?The ?Boss? is? [Everyone in the bar stops what they?re doing and gasps] D.W: What? What are you all staring at? Can?t a mobster ask to see his boss without drawing attention to himself? Barkeep: Forgive us sir, he?s right over there [pointing at the corner table] D.W: Thank you, now if you?ll excuse me. [D.W walks over and is let through by 2 mobsters guarding the table] The ?Boss?: Ah, Scallywag. I see you?re back from fish scaling duty. I hope you remembered to shower before you came here. [Mobsters laugh] D.W: Yeah yeah, who are the new guys? The ?Boss?: Ah yes, let me introduce you. This here is Benny ?The Lighter?? Benny: Yo. [fiddles with 2 zippo lighters, spinning them around in quick fashion] The ?Boss?: This here to my right is Randy ?The Socket.? D.W: The Socket? The hell kind of name is that? [Randy walks over to D.W and presses his pointer finger to his arm, crating a static electricity shock] D.W: Ow! What the hell man! Hope you aren?t on whacking duty? Barkeep: Sir, again the bathroom is over? D.W: Shut up and get your mind out of the gutter old man! The ?Boss?: Finally, this one here they call Gavin ?The Grandfather Clock?. He?s a man of few words. Gavin: Interesting?Most Interesting. D.W: ?what is? Gavin: Interesting?Most Interesting. D.W: ?dude, what? The ?Boss?: Don?t mind him, Scallywag. That?s how he communicates?now, are you ready for your next job? D.W: Um, actually?I came here to tell you something. The ?Boss?: What?s that? D.W: Well?I uhh?you see, I think it?s time I parted ways with the mob. [Everyone stops and gasps again] D.W: Holy crap, what?s with you people? Don?t you all have drinking and brawling to do? The ?Boss?: Part ways? You?want to part ways? Hahaha! You gotta be kidding me. Who?s giving your permission to do that? D.W: Well, It?s just?I kinda want to get my life back on track. So I think it?s best. Gavin: Interesting?Most Interesting. D.W: ?does he say anything else!? The ?Boss?: You have to get used to it, don?t worry. D.W: Ah ha? The ?Boss?: Oh, right?ahem?well then, how about we decide your fate like men? You happened to interrupt us in the middle of a poker game. How about we deal you in, and if you win I will grant you your freedom. D.W: ?and if I lose? The ?Boss?: You pay up what you owe?PLUS interest. D.W: What!? Those terms are completely unfair, why would I accept? [Benny, Randy, and 3 other generic mobsters with no names who will probably never be seen again throughout this screenplay stand and position themselves around D.W, cracking their fists] D.W: I uhh?heh heh. Alright then?so then I?ll just have to win! The ?Boss?: Hehe, deal him in boys. Straight game for $5000 flat. D.W: FIVE THOUSAND!? Wait a minute, I don?t have that kind of money! You pay me in empty coke cans for god sake! Gavin: Interesting?Most Interesting. The ?Boss?: That?s enough, Gavin. [Cards are dealt in 5 card draw fashion to The ?Boss? and D.W. D.W gets a 5, 2 Jacks, and two Queens] D.W: [Thinking:] Ha, alright?looks like this could be my lucky day! The ?Boss?: Give me one. [?Boss? is dealt one card] D.W: I?ll take one too! [D.W is dealt one card, it is the Jack of diamonds] D.W: [Thinking:] Haha! This is it, I?ll win for sure. I?ll be free to live my life, five thousand dollars richer! The ?Boss?: Alright, what do ya got? D.W: Read em and weep bossman, full house! [D.W reveals hand] Gavin: Interesting?Most? The ?Boss? and D.W: SHUT UP! [Gavin slumps his head with a frown on his face] The ?Boss?: Well, that?s quite a good hand. Too bad though? [?Boss? reveals a four of a kind of aces] D.W: N?no way! You cheated! The ?Boss?: Cheated? You accusing me of cheating!? Benny: Haha, you lost fair and square sucker. Pay up. D.W: You can forget about that! [D.W throws an elbow and takes the mobster blocking his back by surprise. He makes a fun for it, shoving people out of his way.] The ?Boss?: Get him, but don?t kill him! [Mobsters chase D.W toward the tavern?s swinging doors. D.W shoves his way through the doors and makes a sharp left turn.] D.W: [Thinking:] If I can get aboard that ship, I?ll be home free! Just a little bit furth? [D.W crashed into a man buying something from a merchant mid-thought and tumbles along with him onto the ground] D.W: Ow?who the hell? Man: Oh no! My money! Where did it go!? [The merchant picks the man?s money up from near his foot and slips it into his pocket while whistling innocently] D.W: Oh man! You?re gonna get me killed buddy! Randy: There he is! D.W: Oh shit! Move it! Man: Hey! You don?t even apologize and now you?re shoving me? [D.W scrambles to his feet but is tackled down by generic mobster number 1] D.W: Hey! Get the hell off, I?m not paying you bums! Generic Mobster #2: Hey! I think this guy here is his accomplice. He?s been planning on stiffing the boss this whole time! Randy: You mean The ?Boss?? Generic Mobster #2: No?I mean boss. The regular noun, not the proper noun. Generic Mobster #3: Noun? Randy: So you?re not saying his name? Generic Mobster #2: No! I mean?he?s our boss, and his name happens to be The ?Boss??but he?s still our boss, so I called him that! Man: Hey look, I don?t know what?s going on here?but I?m not with this guy? Randy: Shut up! You guys are done for! [Randy rubs his hands together and presses his finger against the man?s arm, shocking him ever so slightly] Man: ?ow. D.W: You weakling! [The ?Boss? walks up from behind Randy with a crowbar in hand] The ?Boss?: So, you got yourself a partner eh? Man: What!? I don?t know this guy! Look, my name is B.K Smith, I?m just a normal guy trying buy some fruit, and he bumped into me! Benny: B.K? Hm, pretty cool name bub. B.K: Well, actually?it stands for Brian Kerry. [Mobsters laugh hysterically, clearly offended B.K frowns.] The ?Boss?: Well then, since I?m such a nice guy?tell ya what I?ll do. By my count you owe me $5000 plus interest, which comes out to about?ohhhh?.$10,000. D.W: WHAT!? You?re insane! The ?Boss?: Shut up! Since you and your buddy here were trying to pull a fast one on us, he can help you get my money. You bozos have till next week to get me my money or else the both of yous will be sleeping with the fishes! [?Boss? points toward water with crowbar] Randy: Hehe, yeah and remember that we got the whole city under watch?so there?s no way you guy?s are going to be able to get away from us. [Mobsters rough up D.W and B.K a little bit before walking away.] The ?Boss?: Remember, one week. You know where to find me, and if you don?t have my money?I?ll know where to find you! B.K: Wait a minute?don?t get me involved in this!? Everything was going to well! I just got rid of that rash and everything! Plus, my job doesn?t pay nearly that much! D.W: Well, no use complaining now. You?re gonna help me out buddy, unless you want us both to get killed! B.K: Wait! Noooooooo! [D.W gets up and drags B.K along with him. ?Boss? raises his arm and motions for someone.] The ?Boss?: 36 Keys?follow them. Make sure they keep to their ?commitment?. Mr. 36 Keys: Um?sir, that?s Mr. 36 Keys. The ?Boss?: ?yeah, whatever have fun with that. Just go. [Mr. 36 Keys mumbles under his breathe as he secretly trails D.W and B.K] Scene 2 [D.W. and B.K. are walking downtown later that same day contemplating.] B.K: What?s our next move? What do we do? Why am I here? How come I?m getting threatened with death? Who are you, exactly? And why do I smell circus folk? D.W: Calm down, man. I?ve got this all under control. We can think our way out of this. B.K: Okay. I?m calm. D.W: We just need money. Let?s rob a bank. B.K: What?! No! No way! If we?re going to get that money, we?re doing it in a civilized manner and through normal methods. D.W: [Pause] Wha? B.K: We?re getting jobs. D.W: Pff, jobs. You can?t make 10 grand in a week pumping gas. B.K: There?s bound to be jobs where we can make a lot of dough in a short amount of time where we can still at least keep our dignity. Scene 3 [D.W. and B.K. stand on a farm they have to trudge through mud and cowpies alike.] B.K: Somehow the part I said about keeping our dignity must?ve been lost to you. D.W: Nah, trust me. We can easily get a good, high-paying job here on this farm. I know of this guy here who needs a few expert crop-dusters. B.K: I know nothing about crop-dusting! D.W: Oh, it?s really easy. B.K: Have you done it before or something? D.W: No, but I eat corn. B.K: [Pause] What?s? that have to do with? ? D.W: Trust me. I?ll talk him into giving us the job. There?s no way we can fail. [D.W. and B.K. approach Farmer Shy]. D.W: Hi, Farmer Shy. Shy: Howdy. What can I do you fer? D.W: No, we?re not hookers. [Shy gives a look of confusion.] D.W: We?re here about the crop-dusting job. Shy: Are you professionals? D.W: Of course! How rude of you to say we aren?t! Shy: Sorry. I?m jus? a bit cautious. Last time I had two jokers come to me saying they were professionals, but didn?t have any IDs to prove they were. Turns out, they were just trying to make $10,000 dollars in a week to pay back a mob boss they lost a card game with. Hah, you can?t write stuff like that there, eh? [D.W. and B.K. look at each other.] Ezekiela: Father! [Everyone turns to see Ezekiela, who is approaching the group.] Shy: Oh, boys, this here is my daughter, Ezekiela. D.W: You?re hot. Shy: What did you jus? say?! [B.K. elbows D.W.] D.W: I said? um? I smell rot? [Looks to B.K.] Brush your teeth more, idiot! [Smacks him to the ground.] Shy: Good. ?Cause if you even complimented my daughter, I?d kill yooouuu. D.W: Well noted! Shy: So, I reckon you have IDs, right? D.W: Yes? but you have to hold on first. We have to go do something. 'Cause we left... the cat by the... cat-killing machine. [D.W. and B.K. take off running. B.K. is being practically dragged.] B.K: What now, huh? D.W: I have an old friend who can help us out! C?mon! Scene 4 [D.W. and B.K. enter a small quaint shop in town. Sandy sits at the counter.] Sandy: Oh, no, not you again. [Puts his head in his hands.] D.W: Hewwo, Sandy, my dear friend. Sandy: Look, I don?t have any more women?s underwear for you, D.W. D.W: [Embarrassed] Hah? uh? what are you talking about? Sandy: You bought me out. I?m sorry. I can?t sell you any more. D.W: [Catches B.K.?s odd looks.] Oh, Sandy, you?re such a kidder. [Nervous laugh.] I?m here on new business. Sandy: What now? D.W: We need IDs for being crop-dusters. Sandy: And what in your pea-sized mind makes you think I could possibly do that for you? I?m a tailor. D.W: Yes! But you?re Sandy! Sandy: This is true. [Notices B.K.] Who?s he? B.K: I?m- D.W: That?s Barney Gumble. B.K: No, I?m Brian Kerry. D.W: Right. What did I say? B.K: Are you able to do this so we can get out of here and I can get on with my life? Sandy: No need to be so pushy. I?ll see what I have. [Reaches into a drawer and pulls out two crop-duster ID cards.] Here you go. Already made. [D.W. and B.K. look at each other.] B.K: Okay, that wasn?t weird. D.W: Put it on my tab, Sandy, m?man! Sandy: This is a tailor shop. There is no tab, you- [Notices D.W. and B.K. already left.] I hope he gets poisoned and crashes the plane, which explodes and sends him into a fiery death of horror. Wow, I need my pills. Scene 5 [D.W. and B.K. return to the farm and meet Shy.] D.W: Here you are. [Shows IDs.] Shy: Wow. How authentic. Yer hired. You?ll get paid the ridiculously high payment of 10 grand by the end of the week. [Walks away mumbling and shaking his head.] Why I pay 10,000 for crop-dusting is beyond me? D.W: Let?s go check out the plane! [D.W. and B.K. enter the barn where the plane is stored and they begin studying it.] B.K.: You sure you know anything about this? D.W: Please, B.K. I?m an excellent aggravator. B.K: Aggravator? D.W: [Sighs.] Yes. A pilot? Someone who flies planes? Hello! B.K: An aviator, you mean? D.W: I know what I said, Ben. B.K: It?s Brian! And I?m just saying? we could get in big trouble. D.W: You?ll get in trouble if I don?t get myself a glass of raspberry lemonade in a second. B.K: ? wait, what? D.W: Get me my damned lemonade! B.K: Fine! [Runs off towards the farmhouse.] [D.W. continues working. Ezekiela emerges from the piles of hay.] Ezekiela: Hey, good-lookin?. D.W: Ahh! Ezekiel! Ezekiela: No, it?s Ezekiela. D.W: My boob. I mean?my bad! Ezekiela: You look so strong workin? on that plane there. D.W: Yeah. It?ll be done in a sex. I mean?in a sec! Uhh? Ezekiela: I?m not makin? you uncomfortable, am I? D.W: No! I?m just a little hungry, I guess. I?m wondering where Bart went with my nude. I mean?food! Ezekiela: Oh, don?t worry about him right now. [Sexually approaches D.W.] It?s just you and me. D.W: Please be gentle? [Suddenly Shy busts in with his shotgun while B.K. runs by screaming.] B.K.: RUUUN! D.W: [Takes off at a sprint after B.K.] Wait for me! Shy: I told you not to touch my daughter in the generic farm fatherly way! You disobeyed me and must die! [Fires the shotgun.] Scene 6 [D.W. and B.K. return to sitting in Sandy?s shop. Sandy is reading the newspaper] B.K: That was fun. Sandy: No good, eh? B.K: D.W. couldn?t keep his hands off the farmer?s daughter. D.W: She came onto me! [There is silence, then B.K. and Sandy bust out laughing.] Sandy: Ohhh, D.W., no girl will come onto you! Haha! B.K: Woo! That almost made this whole experience worth while. D.W: Bite me. B.K: Which acre? Sandy: Settle down, you two! It says here in the newspaper there?s a new job opening. Maybe you guys can try this. D.W: What is it? Sandy: Well, have a look! [D.W. and B.K. walk over and read the paper. They are suddenly interested.] D.W: Sandy Taylor the Tailor, make me a match. Find me a find. Catch me a catch. Sandy: What? D.W: Make us goddamn costumes! Scene 7 [An alarm goes off waking Mr. 36 Keys up.] 36 Keys: Crap. I was supposed to be following those guys. I missed out on one fourth of the script already then. Gah! I suck. Scene 8 [D.W. and B.K. arrive at a castle.] B.K: This explains the armor I?m wearing. D.W: Welcome to Kingdom White. B.K: Why is the castle black then? D.W: I think that?s the color the castle originally came in and our crew was too cheap to paint it white for the movie. B.K: Dang. D.W: I know. Sir Darren: Helt! [Draws sword.] I mean? halt! [Puts away the sword.] Please? don?t hurt me! D.W: Who are you? Sir Darren: I am Darren and I am much stronger than you! Prepare to die! King White: Nonsense, Darren. You suck. [Pushes Darren into the moat.] Greetings. I am King White of White Kingdom. B.K: That makes sense. D.W: We?re here about the Knights For Hire job. King White: Well, you certainly do look ripe for the job. Think you can handle sleeping all day, drinking all night, getting all the loose women in the kingdom you want, lounging around and having servants wait on your every beck and call? D.W/B.K: ? we?ll manage? King White: Welcome, then! Scene 9 [D.W. is being fed grapes by several beautiful women while B.K. sulks by a fire.] B.K: D.W.! We should be trying to get money. D.W: Relax. Opportunity will show itself. Now shut up. I?m using witty pick up lines. [To a female.] I?m a treasure hunter, may I investigate your chest? [King White enters with Sir Darren by his side.] King White: The time has come, Knights For Hire! D.W: Whaaat? I was getting my boom-shank-a-lanka on. King White: There will be plenty of time for that later. My daughter has been stolen! B.K: Don?t you mean kidnapped, not stolen? King White: Off with his head! Knight #1: No, sire! Not now! King White: Fine. You two must go rescue her. Sir Darren: No, Your Majesty! Not them! I don?t like them. They smell funny. King White: Enough, Sir Darren! You suck too much to take seriously. Sir Darren: Whimper? King White: Go to the dreaded castle called The Castle of Dread and save her from the Dreaded Castle Keeper. D.W: How much will we get for it? King White: Five gold coins. D.W: Charlie horse my elbow hair?! Are you serious? Only five coins? King White: It?s exactly equivalent to 10,000 dollars in American money. B.K: That?s? convenient. Much like the farmer. King White: Then you must ride immediately! Sir Darren: This sucks butt! [D.W. slays Sir Darren quickly with his sword.] D.W: We all know it had to be done. [Everyone nods in agreement. D.W. then proceeds to toss the corpse out the window into the moat where 36 Keys is hiding. He is hit by the body.] 36 Keys: Ugh! I?m allergic to dead bodies! [Breaks out in hives.] Ahhh!

[size=1]Heh, yep. I thought ahead to that and figured 52 Keys didn't flow so well, so 36 Keys sounds better--especially with the [i]mister[/i] before it. So you're Mr. 36 Keys, if you wish ;) BK and I have started flowing out the first draft, which when complete, we can post here and show you guys so you can make the changes you see fit. As for title, we debated how the story really emerges from the card game that's lost at the beginning. Pondering this idea, BK came up with the name "Pair Of Jokers," which is several plays on words. "Pair" as in the card hand, and "Jokers" as in DW and BK. It fit nicely, we thought. But please, if you have better ones, do say. Otherwise, if we're all in agreement, Kitty may begin her graphic designing using that title.[/size]

[size=1]Haha, sure, why not! I'll keep that in mind. I'm not really familiar with Dick Tracey, so I don't know if a character in it was called 88 Keys or if that was BK's name he made up. He'll have to hammer that out. If it's already a name in Dick Tracey, we'll just maybe count the white keys on a piano instead or something. But good feedback, guys. If you keep getting ideas, send 'em our way. I think the writing process is beginning tomorrow and we're going to really nail this thing down. The title will be made by tomorrow too, no doubt. It's a must, since Kitty has graphics to create. If you guys have title ideas, post them now. BK and I are thinking too. Definitely come up with something catchy, whether it's humorous or just plain creative. ;) Good work, folks.[/size]

[size=1]Well, BK and I plotted a little bit and we thought of a kind of "get out of this sticky situation" plotline. It follows the misadventures of two people, who are unfortunately tossed into the wild world of crime and occupations galore! Here's the real jist of it: Down-on-his-luck DW decides he needs to get in good with his boss, The Boss (go figure), because lately he has been skating on thin ice. He plays a poker game with The Boss himself, knowing he is an excellent card player (despite him sucking at everything else). Unfortunately again, The Boss is better and beats DW. DW had bet a lot of money and now owes a load of cash he doesn't have. He escapes and runs into a regular guy named B.K. (Brian Kerry) Smith, who happens to be confused by the mafia as an associate of DW's. So The Boss decides B.K. must help DW get the money or they're [i]both[/i] dead. With a small window of time, DW runs off to find a way to get some quick cash with BK. Of course, you, Rach, are placed as a member of this mafia who follows us the whole time to make sure we don't try to skip town or anything. BKstyles thought it'd be nifty to call you something like 88 Keys, like in Dick Tracey, only with the number of keys on a Harpsicord or something. But the main focus of the idea is that B.K. and DW get random jobs through the movie to try and get money in time. They're abnormal jobs, though, since they pay the most and quickest. One was Knights For Hire, where they get hired to slay dragons, rescue damsels, and etc. So we end up having to save Princess Peanut and her maid Lady Kitty from a dark castle. Then we can insert some comedic romance here with me falling in love with Peanut and B.K. falling in love with Kitty. We're getting loads of ideas, but we're running them by you guys here. We want to know what your input is. If you have any ideas, please do share! Or if you don't like something, particularly about your character, tell us what to change. But I think we're on the right track.[/size]

[size=1]It's beginning to remind me of an old story I wrote about a guy who was very unlucky. I think it had something to do with karma--how he was a bad man and so he's getting his just desserts. Your character appears to be going from bad to really bad to worse off than he should be. I'll say I liked this chapter. I'm a sucker for car chases. I think it had an adrenaline kick and was exciting enough to keep my attention. At one point I got confused, but I reread it and then I finally understood. I still love those last liners ;) "What a day..." Keep it up, mate.[/size]

Thank you, all, for your support and comments. I have finally gotten another chapter done. Sorry it took some time to produce. I also have to work on those remaining character profiles. I do like how you all have opinions on who that mysterious character is ;) We'll see. [center][img]http://img406.imageshack.us/img406/2716/deadlivinggi3.jpg[/img] [size=3]Chapter Two: If You Think That Sucks, Try Parting With Your Kidney[/size][/center] [indent][size=1]It was gradually becoming apparent that Kazuko?s life really sucked. And when we say suck, we mean it sucks worse than that two-dollar hooker on Jefferson Street. It was [I]that[/I] bad. The fellas reading this know what I?m talking about. Maybe a few of the girls too? though, that would be slightly abnormal. Anyways, as I was saying? ?You are not albino,? said Professor Flasher, who was sipping at a large cocktail in the comfort of his home. ?Then what am I?? Kazuko whined. ?Whatever I am, I sure smell awful. I don?t think I?m John Goodman, though.? ?No, you?re far worse than any John Goodman,? Flasher said. ?You?re dead.? [b]BUM BUM BUMMMM.[/b] ?Hey, I thought you said it was [I]worse[/I] than John Goodman.? Professor Flasher sat up in his chair and closed the curtain beside him. He turned a nozzle near the fireplace and a flame erupted amongst the metal and tarnished wood. He gazed into the fire, his eyes clouding over in deep thought. At first, Kazuko thought he was about to have a stroke and took the safety precautions for that situation. Flasher just ended up tossing Kazuko into a pile of sharp objects. ?Get off!? he snarled. ?Sorry,? Kazuko groaned, pulling a spear out of him. Then he noticed something. ?Why do you have a pile of sharp objects anyway?? ?Damnit, Kazuko,? Flasher swore. ?You?re dead. You shouldn?t be walking around Charleston like a regular person.? ?Why not?? ?Because you?re not like a regular person!? Flasher exclaimed. ?You?re more like a nude Shy.? Suddenly, as if on cue, a nude Shy walked into the house. ?Hey, guys. I?m quite nude today. Watch my dingle jingle.? He then proceeded to do some erotic nude dance. It was horrific. ?Okay, Kazuko,? Professor Flasher continued after impaling the nude Shy with several spears from his pile of sharp objects, ?we need to keep you hidden.? ?For how long?? Kazuko asked innocently. ?Forever.? ?Forever?!? ?Yes. Forever? is what I?d normally say if I didn?t have a plan. But I do have a plan.? Kazuko slapped his own forehead. ?You said it was a weird, robed woman who did this to you?? ?Well, she smacked me,? Kazuko cried. ?Then I woke up with ouchies.? ?Hmmm,? Flasher hmmed, rubbing his chin. ?Ouchies, you say.? ?Yes.? ?Well, ouchies have nothing to do with it. She killed you, my friend.? ?With what?? ?Not with what, but with who!? ?Eh?? ?No, wait? that?s not right.? ?Professor, I?m befuddled.? ?Shush!? Flasher scolded. ?I know exactly what she did.? He went to his shelf and started pulling off random books. He tossed Kazuko one and nodded. ?That book explains it all.? Kazuko read the cover. ??How To Get Your Man To Love You Despite Your Third Nipple??? He looked at Flasher. ?Professor? I?? ?Give me that!? Flasher put it back on the shelf. ?I bought it for a friend one time.? He reached for another book and showed Kazuko. ?Here it is. ?A Witch Hit Me And Gave Me Ouchies?Now I?m Dead.?? ?That title blows.? ?Shh!? Flasher hushed. He opened the book and found a particular page. Cliché dramatic music began playing in the background of the scene. ?Here we are. It says here that she has taken your soul. When your soul is removed from your body, you are automatically dead until your soul is returned.? ?Where do you get these books?? Kazuko asked. ?eBay. But listen here! It also says if you don?t retrieve your soul before your body decays, there?s no chance of life again.? ?Man, that sucks worse than that two dollar hooker on Jef-? ?No,? Flasher interrupted. ?That joke?s already been used this chapter.? ?Oh.? Flasher stared down at the book again. ?Besides, she?s pretty good at what she does.? ?What?? ?I said, you should go back to your place quietly and pack up for your journey.? ?Where am I going?? Kazuko asked curiously while being shoved toward the door. ?To the Land of Broken Mirrors.? ?Man, that name sucks. Why do all these names suck?? ?I don?t know,? Flasher said. He put a cloak over Kazuko. ?This?ll conceal the fact you?re dead. It?s a magical cloth that covers your whole body and hides a dead person?s identity.? ?It looks like a normal cloak to me.? ?It isn?t!? Flasher argued. ?No, really, I think it is,? Kazuko insisted. ?Any cloak hides anyone.? ?Shut up and get out my door,? Flasher shouted. He shoved Kazuko into the street. ?Come back here when you?re ready. We leave tonight.? Then Flasher went and checked out the girls? locker rooms at the local fitness center. Perv. After packing what Kazuko believed to be the essentials of a ?dead dude,? he made his way back to Professor Flasher?s place. It was close to 10:00pm. Without bothering to knock on the door, he waltzed in and caught Flasher reading a book. Kazuko automatically recognized it as ?How To Get Your Man To Love You Despite Your Third Nipple.? ?You said that was your friend?s.? ?It is,? Flasher defended. ?I was just skimming it.? He threw the book out the window, which then hit a stray Desbreko eating out of a trashcan outside. Flasher gathered a simple bag together and led Kazuko towards the door. ?Ready?? ?What?s in the bag?? ?Never you mind,? Flasher said. He then laughed quite loudly. It was almost evil. Not quite. But almost. ?What?s so funny?? Kazuko asked. ?Nothing. I just remembered an episode of ?Everybody Loves Raymond.? That guy kills me.? He looked at Kazuko?s dead expression. ?Oh. Sorry.? They made their way through the streets silently, Kazuko once again concealed beneath the robes. No one was really out at the time. Most were in the tavern drinking or at home doing what Charleston folk do (watch ?Everybody Loves Raymond?). It seemed only a few wild Desbrekos wrestling together by a few shrubs were all that were present. That?s when Flasher and Kazuko were caught by a tall gentleman. ?Going somewhere tonight, Flasher?? said the man. ?Mayor Charles!? Flasher squealed. Charles was mayor of Charleston. Make sense, now? ?Yes, it is I.? He laughed like a small baby. Kazuko was a bit frightened. ?Where are you off to, Flasher?? ?Nowhere, Mayor. Just a nightly walk.? Charles peeked around the fat scientist and spotted Kazuko in the cloak. ?Who is that? Another Otakuwhore?? ?Um?? Flasher sweated. ?Maybe.? ?O rly?? ?Maybe?? ?O rly?? ?Maybe?? ?O rly?? ?Maybe?? ?O rly?? ?Maybe?? ?Stop it!? Kazuko shouted. Charles grinned. ?Fiesty, isn?t she? I better check if she?s worth your money.? Charles put two fingers to his mouth and whistled. Suddenly, a magical whale fell from the heavens and crushed the local drugstore. ?Yeah, Charles?? said the whale in a rather glum, scratchy voice. ?Oh, sorry, Shinmaru,? Charles apologized. ?I didn?t mean to call for you.? ?What?? Shin appeared offended. ?WTF, Charles?? ?I?m sorry!? ?You know how hard it is to get here?? ?What?? ?I?m a magical whale, yeah. Big whoop. It still takes a lot of effort to come at your fucking call, ass.? ?I didn?t know.? ?You oughta! I live 50,000 lightyears away, Charles. I live on a planet where whales are king. People like you, Charles, don?t exist. If you did, you?d scrape the shit from my fin. That?s what you?d do, Charles.? ?I?m sorry! I didn?t know!? ?You make me sick, ass.? ?Look, Shin, I?? ?Fucking humans.? Shinmaru the Magical Whale then took off in a fit of fairy dust and disappeared into the night sky. ?That was weird,? Flasher said. ?Okay, as I was saying,? Charles continued. ?I have a way of finding out if she?s worth your time.? He whistled again, this time having his pet Desbreko arrive at his side. ?This Desbreko has the best nose on this island, if not in the world. Sniff her, boy.? The Desbreko then charged at Kazuko, who, if he still had sweat glands, would be pouring buckets of the stuff. The Desbreko came right up to Kazuko, but passed him to instead go have wild, vigorous Desbreko mating sex with a female Des who, at the time, was eating roadkill. She was the most beautiful Desbreko he had ever seen. ?That?s fucked up,? Kazuko said flatly. ?Purple marmalade fairies of my pupil,? Charles swore. ?You win this round, Flasher.? The mayor walked away back to his mansion. Flasher wiped the sweat from his brow. ?What was that about?? Kazuko asked. ?The mayor hates me,? Flasher said matter-of-factly. ?Why?? ?No time to explain. We?ll miss out boat!? The two arrived at the same docks as Joko had left on. This time, a rather sea-worn vessel waited instead of a magnificent ship like Joko?s father?s. It looked as if it was about to sink at any moment. Kazuko was a bit disappointed. ?Please tell me my ship hasn?t arrived yet.? ?Nope, that?s her,? Flasher said with pride. The mast of the ship suddenly collapsed and crushed a Desbreko nibbling grass nearby. ?Oh, God,? Kazuko moaned. A man dressed in complete white came walking out of the cabin of the ship. He waved a hand at Flasher, who returned the gesture. ?That?s your captain,? Flasher stated. ?His name is White.? ?How original,? Kazuko grimaced. White approached the two. ?The sea is ready. Let?s get the $%#@ out of here.? Kazuko was in total shock. White went back aboard his ship. Flasher could see Kazuko?s expression. ?Yeah, I know what you?re thinking. A real potty mouth. But he?s been on the sea for so long, he?s bound to be badass.? ?Um,? Kazuko muttered. ?Yeah.? ?Go ahead,? Flasher shoved Kazuko along. ?Get on the ship and have fun.? ?You?re not coming?? ?Naw,? Flasher said. ?I have work here to do.? He then made a quick glance to his book ?How To Get Your Man To Love You Despite Your Third Nipple.? ?But I have no idea what I?m doing.? ?White does,? Flasher winked. Kazuko backed away, taking it as something sexual. ?Besides,? Flasher continued, ?what you need is all in that bag.? Kazuko looked to the bag the Professor had packed. He then looked to where Flasher was, but he was gone! No, wait, there he is. He?s at the dock?s strip club. Perv. ?Time to &*@#$%&% set sail, you *&@#$,? White said kindly. ?Why is all your stuff bleeped out?? Kazuko asked. ?*&$#*&% of I know.? The ship left the dock and they drifted into the mist of the night sea. Kazuko was a bit fidgety, worried about what he may find. He was unsure of what this adventure would bring. But something troubled him more than anything else; something he?d regret the whole trip. ?I should?ve got some McDonalds before I left.?[/size][/indent]

[size=1]Okay, kids. Time for Round Three to begin. Check your newly updated scores if you'd like. [b]Desbreko[/b] is currently our leader in high scores. C'mon, everyone, let's top him! Quite a few contestants are now out of the competition either from lack of posting in the first two rounds or simply dropping out. Your chances grow![/size] [center][img]http://img391.imageshack.us/img391/4619/round3ss9.jpg[/img][/center] [size=1]This Round is about the every day working man and woman. We all have occupations whether we know it or not (being a peeping tom doesn't really count, guys). Now it's time to introduce the world to your view on jobs![/size] [b]Picture Requirements:::[/b] This round will surely be fun for you photographers out there. Now's your chance to [i]really[/i] show off some creativity. This round's theme is work, so you can go many ways with this. You can show your own job, someone else's job (with you involved, of course), or even a completely made up job (superhero?)! I have taken the liberty of snapping a quick photo as an example. Yes, I work at McDonalds... [center][img]http://img148.imageshack.us/img148/2718/workexampleuc8.jpg[/img][/center] [list][*]Be a hell-of-a-lot more creative than I was. Mine's a simple example. You guys can really shine with this. Costumes would be a major plus, even! Your job is to find a job and take a picture of it. As said above, it could be you doing your job, involved in someone else's, or even make one up (as long as it would come off as some sort of job... couch-potato doesn't count). [*]Picture, as always, must be at most 500x600. [*]The rest is up to you! This round has a lot of freedom, but be careful how wild you get. Some things may turn the richness of your creativity off.[/list] [b]Questions:::[/b] [list][*]Do you have a job? [b]If so, where and what do you do? If not, where would you want to work?[/b] (Feel free to answer both questions in the bold if you'd like). [*]If you were an assistant of Donald Trump, what would your job be? (If you don't know who Donald Trump is, look him up. I guarantee he's at least on Wikipedia). [*]How much wood could a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood?[/list] [size=1]Good luck, contestants! You have until [b]Monday, February 12th, 2007 (around 12am, EST)[/b] to complete the task.[/size]

[size=1]Okay, everyone. The results are in! The three judges have all gathered their ideas together and made a top five. Sadly, some of you who seemed like excellent choices for top five did not completely meet the requirements, so we couldn't select you. Remember, everyone, to keep to the requirements. Otherwise, you winning would be unfair. So here are Round Two's Top 5... [list][*][b]First Place:[/b] Desbreko. It appears the majority of the crowd loved Des' picture, not because he's a site administrator, but because of the sheer creativity behind it. The picture itself is amusing, especially his facial expression. Comedy and cuteness can go a long way and Des is a shining example of this. Taking fifth last round, he sure jumped up a bit to take first this time. The amusement he brings to everyone is what gets him places. He knows how to use what he's got. [*][b]Second Place:[/b] The Boss. This man has really shown that you can use your uniqueness to go far. Being a martial artist, The Boss has taken his talents and skills he's obtained and turned the simple idea of "an action shot" into "an action film." The effects are quite the nifty effect and his answers (particularly about the animals) also got him favored by the public and judges. This is what OtaKuties is all about--using your unique traits and personality characteristics and showing how great of a person you really are. [*][b]Third Place:[/b] Darren. For a mistake, the picture turned out great. It's not the best quality, but sometimes quality in the photo isn't everything. The idea that your dog pushed you in is amusing enough to steal third. Your answers to the questions also were interesting enough and we praise you for it. Luckily you weren't injured, but it goes to show how daredevilish you really are. What a trooper! [*][b]Fourth Place:[/b] White. Nice moves! Though you weren't the only dancer in this round, yours was quite amusing enough. It was more or less your answers to the questions that captured your personality the most, however. You are really beginning to show your true characteristics, White. Keep it up and you may have a shot at being OtaKutie of 2007. Oh, and Michael Jackson is the man... music-wise. [*][b]Fifth Place:[/b] MistressRoxie. Some would argue hers is not action. In a sense, it is. The shot was taken while in movement of putting on the flipper, but that's not what I mean. The action is from the people around her. The movement of the others enjoying vacation. That's actually true action. The idea of the postcard was also very creative, therefore she received a spot in the top five. Her answers lacked at some points, but others made up for it. I like the idea of a Pengaby. I have now stolen it. ;)[/list] That's it, folks. I have calculated all the bets and everything. Some may have lost money, some may have gained it. It's not always a guarantee, as some may say. However, Round Three has just begun, so maybe a change of fate will come! Thank you, and goodnight![/size] [center][size=4][b]Betting Is Now Open.[/b][/size][/center]

[size=1]I will come by and actually put up an argument here. Haha. So to speak, anyway. Being a fellow songwriter, I know how lyrics go. When someone reads lyrics without actually knowing the beat of the song, they can sound somewhat off meter and out of place. But songs are not poems. They do not have to match each line with the same syllables when rhyming. Depending on how the song's beat goes, that's how the lyrics will go. Therefore, I can't really shame you, Hero, for some of your lines being off meter. I'm sure you have a beat that matches these right. As for what 2007DigitalBoy said about some of the words not rhyming, this also has to be taken into account about it being a song. If you haven't looked for yourself, some song lyrics when read are odd and the words don't exactly rhyme with each other. Not until you hear the artist sing will the words actually come off sounding right. It's either the beat or the way the singer sings it that makes it sound good. So truthfully, when sung, the word "frowned" might end up sounding like "town." It's just a matter of how you sing it. I can't speak for Hero here, but that's how I see it. Still, I do agree with DigitalBoy that it would've worked just as well if you changed it to "frown" rather than "frowned." It's an unusual song on the whole. It's one of those weird songs that really don't make sense unless you make your own meaning to it. I think I have an idea of what I believe it's about, but if anything, I think it's actually inspiring. It reminded me of a song I wrote for one of my bands called "Suddenly Studdering," which was about random misfortunes to different people. It was very bizarre (not as random as this, but still under the same context). Some people don't like music like this, which is fine. That's the same as someone who hates rap reading lyrics that say, "I'ma gonna pop a cap in hiz--" and then commenting "RAP sucks! RAP = Retards Attempting Poetry!" I can see where 2007DigitalBoy is coming from. I do agree your rhymes are a bit dry. Even if you're aiming for the simplistic style (which I used for "Suddenly Studdering" as well), it's at that point where even [i]that[/i] needs some tweaking. Fix it up a bit and we'll see how it goes. But still, I have to disagree. I think songwriting can be your forte. As long the beat and the lyrics match and it all sounds good, you're on your way. Now only if we can actually hear the song performed ;)[/size]

[size=1]That is all true, BK, but then again, our theme is quite a wide category. Comedy is a huge genre where it can actually contain any other genre imaginable. A thriller cannot be a comedy, but a comedy can be a thriller. See what I mean? So, truely, we have more freedom than you think. Still, I agree. But we need to first come up with a genre of our comedy, so what do you guys really want to do? Come out and say your favorite type of comedy? It can be romantic comedies, satires, spoofs/parodies, original comedies, fantasies, modern comedies, dramatic comedies (dramedies), etc. Once we choose a genre, things will be more easier.[/size]

[size=1]Yeah, the [b]Clerks[/b] idea isn't too bad. I once made a movie called [b]Dead End Jobs[/b], which had that kind of concept, but it was about two guys (Miles and Gobi), who die and end up having to work in a convenience store for all of eternity. It was my best movie to date, I think. I find romantic comedies actually very interesting. [b]Just Friends[/b] is one of my all-time favorites as is [b]Wedding Crashers.[/b] I think if we can think of a concept somewhat along the creative lines of movies like those, I think it'd be great. So some choices so far are: Clerks-style and romantic comedy. I'm sure we can think up more than this. But I like where this is going. Perhaps a satire on film noir even.[/size]

[size=1]For being short, it still was an awesome installment. I actually like this chapter the most out of any of them. It was very tense and I was on the edge of my seat, waiting to see what would happen. In seems like anyone could die in seconds. Like Sakura, I would be curious what would happen if Zeke did or didn't die, so either way I was happy with the result. I guess I'll get to see her a little more then. Naturally I worried for my character. "... and the other was a bit of a pussy." You are [i]so[/i] a prairie dog in my new story :P Anyways, police have arrived and new events complicate things. Let's see what happens next.[/size]

[size=1]I know, BK! This is right up our alley, being film makers ourselves. Plus, it's comedy! I write movie/play scripts all the time! I'm very excited, haha. Okay, I have a million ideas for movies I've never gotten around to writing--and they're all comedy. So I can definitely throw some ideas out for you guys. Let's see what I have in my idea book... [list][*]One idea is more of a style rather than a theme. The humor style, that is. It'd be a certain way and very abnormal, as if the laws of physics don't exist. This style is often used in shows such as [b]Scrubs.[/b] Things on that show tend to happen that definitely not occur in real life, so it makes it fun, interesting, and constantly unexpected. It's definitely a good style to choose from. [*]One idea I've actually used before several times when writing short stories for classes was one about a guy named Tash Hoffard, who is the coolest guy ever and everyone loves him. He's the most popular guy in the world and reknowned everywhere. There isn't a soul that doesn't know him. It'd be an interesting character to play with, if we had the right idea to go on. One story he was involved in was where he was given the keys to the world. The left key opened any door in the world, but if the right key was used, for some odd reason a portal to another dimension opened up. Long story short, he accidentally used the wrong key, opened the portal, and was flung to a dimension that is exactly like ours, but no one knows him. Tough love :P [*]Another idea that I was actually going to use as an OB story on here once was two guys are about to graduate high school as nobodies. They're not even nerds... they're just not known. No one knows them or knows they exist. It's their senior year and they decide it's time to become somebodies. So they begin hatching plans together to become the most popular guys in school, which, of course, has several failures until the very end when they either are still nobodies or they actually succeed. It can go in many directions. [*]Another idea was a humorous knock-off of something like [b]Grease[/b], minus the music. A whole classic love story about a rebel and good girl with a humorous twist. This is a very undeveloped idea and was just thrown into my idea book one day. You can elaborate on it if you wish to. [*]Case of mistaken identity can always be fun. We can write a story about a washed-up loser who has no job, no money, no friends, and is just a real mess. His only friend (who is actually quite rich) finally decides to help him out by telling him to stay at one of his apartments in the city for a while until he gets back on his feet. He's given the keys and told the apartment number. He gets there, the door is already unlocked, he goes in and makes himself comfy. The place already looks used. He didn't care. It's a step-up for him. Anyways, throughout the movie, he keeps getting visitors and running into strange people who do several unusual things (such as a girl who keeps confessing her love for him, her angry boyfriend who wants to beat him senseless, some mafia member who says he owes money, etc.). Turns out, his friend told him the wrong apartment number and he's actually in the crappy apartment next door owned by a guy who skipped town only days before the events. A simple case of mistaken identity = comedy gold, if done right. [*]A buddy movie! Everyone loves those! [*]That's all for now. I have more, but I have to dig them up. Hah/[/list] I also have a zillion jokes I've been meaning to crack off in a script, so I'm ready to sacrifice them for the sake of our movie. Of course, I cannot release them here in fear they may be stolen (haha, right :P), but in good time, I can share them. So what's everyone's opinions and ideas? Let's get this thing brain-stormin'![/size]

[size=1]Well, the results are in. I think I can safely say we will all miss Peanut. Even me, 'cause our marriage is pretty much the hottest one around :( We have to now throw in the extra effort since we're lacking. We need to make up for it in this next round. Once again, hate to see you go, Kate :([/size]

[size=1]Nope, no hard feelings at all. I think it'll be a tremendous loss for our team no matter who we lose. I was really hoping we'd never have to part. I thought we connected very well. I hated voting off 'cause I simply don't have the heart to do it, but you know it's a requirement. Good work, team! We are still The Laugh Out Louds no matter what ;)[/size]

[size=1]Hah, damn, that's harsh :) Not you, BK. The fact that it was so much about time rather than teamwork. I actually did my pages right after I posted, but I didn't want to jump up and post what I found just before you guys agreed with the plan. I'm glad you took advantage of the opportunity, though, BK, and none of us hold it against you. Actions had to be taken. Sadly we received third, so we do have to go through that fun process =/ Oh well. Good work, team. I'm proud of you all.[/size]

[size=1]Hah, no, it's cool. I guess we just didn't understand your wording or something. Now that it's all figured out, all is well! Because our group is so interesting in the sense that we have a wide variety of characteristics and personality traits (some people anime-obsessed, some musically inclined, some for theatre and film, etc.), I think I'm going to make a little comic series based around [b]The Laugh Out Louds[/b]. Naturally, we'll be the main characters. It'll just be for fun and it'll give me something to do here on my day off :) [b]Edit:[/b] Okay, team, the new challenge is up. This is going to be a toughie, especially if you guys are busy at the moment and don't have a lot of time on our hands. The easiest way I can see it is to split it all up evenly. There are [b]96 Pages[/b] in all, as Sandy stated. According to my horrible math skills, that means 19.2 pages for the each of us. If we cut the pages down to 95, it'll be 19 per person. I'll be willing to take that extra page, unless someone else really wants to do it. Haha. So my idea is We all have selected pages to take care of. We all do our part and take care of those pages and we'll post here with our lists. Then it's thinking time from there out to come up with our "spectacular name." It can go as followed: [list][*]Kitty: Pages 1-19 [*]BKstyles: Pages 20-38 [*]Peanut: Pages 40-57 [*]Rachmaninoff: Pages 59-76 [*]And I'll take care of the last 20: Pages 77-96[/list] I think that'll split the labor up well and we'll all rely on each other this way. If you guys have a better idea, please say so. Otherwise, we best get crackin' quick, eh? :) If one of you know you're going to be too busy to do this, tell us now so we can plan for it. As a team, we've got to watch each others' backs :) Gotta keep ourselves on our toes, aye? [b]EDIT2:[/b] I made typos :^D[/size]

[size=1]Thanks for the quick support, everyone. As I promised, I'll get this started. Characters are mentioned in this chapter that aren't up yet with a bio. I'll get to that as soon as possible.[/size] [center][img]http://img406.imageshack.us/img406/2716/deadlivinggi3.jpg[/img] [b][size=3]Chapter One: It's Easier Creating A Good Chapter Title When You're Drunk[/size][/b][/center] [indent][size=1]Night had draped its blanket of black and stars across the sky over the island where the town of Charleston resided. A cold breeze swept through the forests surrounding the village, only slightly upsetting the silence that kept the peaceful townsfolk drifting in their sleep. A flash from the sky was visible, but no one was present to see it. It shot down and landed amongst the woods in a small clearing. Slowing flapping its wings and panting heavily, a rather disgusting-looking creature flew towards the flash once it landed. No one could really make out what the thing was. Some sort of bat, maybe? Anyways, it landed next to the flash and gagged. The flash gradually dimmed until it was no more, instead leaving a woman in a robe present. The winged creature looked sternly toward this new visitor, who only smiled behind messes of wet, stringy hair. ?WTF, Zeke?!? the creature shouted. ?Why do you get to fly at the speed of light while I?m stuck flappin? muh wings?? ?You?re lucky I gave you wings,? the woman snapped back. ?Let?s get going.? ?But now I?m tired,? whined the bat. ?And hungry. And I have to potty.? ?You should?ve made a stop for that.? Zeke began to make her way through the woods towards Charleston. ?I would, but I don?t even think you gave me digestive organs! I don?t know if I have a bladder and if that?s the case, I don?t know where the water goes when I drink.? ?Do you always have to whine, DK?? ?Sometimes I wish you never brought me to life,? he cried. ?Oh, don?t say that,? Zeke grunted. She stopped and turned to the hideous bat. ?I?m a freak of nature, Zeke!? ?No, you?re not,? Zeke soothed. ?You?re?? She stared oddly at DK. Upon almost gagging, she turned her back to him and swallowed the throw-up she was about to chuck. Then she turned back and smiled. ?You?re gross.? ?What?!? ?I mean? you?re toast!? There was an awkward pause. ?That made no sense.? ?I know.? ?Just promise me when we get back to the Fortress Of Where We Do Evil Things And LOL, you?ll make me look better?? Zeke arched an eyebrow. ?I?m a witch, DK, not a plastic surgeon.? DK shut up for while, which was long enough to allow them to get to their destination. Around that time, the town of Charleston was just waking up for a brand new day. This also happened to mean the bar was immediately open. Of course, with all the drunks in the town, the place was never closed. One town member who went by the name of Kazuko was shot and killed in this bar. This isn?t his story. There was another guy who also happened to be named Kazuko; this is [I]his[/I] story. In fact, that very day his friend Joko Poko wanted him to meet him in the tavern to discuss some news. Kazuko was on his way when he ran into the town weirdo, Petie. ?Where ya off to, Jebidiah?? Petie asked, chewing on a leather boot. ?Um.? Kazuko shifted to his left to try and avoid contact with Petie, but to no prevail. The man just stepped in front of him. ?My name?s Kazuko. And I?m on my way to the tavern.? ?THE SUN!? Petie shouted. Kazuko was startled and screamed like a girl (or like Desbreko, which could also be a similar comparison). ?The sun tells me that you?ll have to nominate Petie in this year?s Nifty Fifty.? ?Nifty what?? ?Nifty Fifty,? Petie repeated. ?I don?t-? ?Nifty Fifty?? Petie said again, his voice fading as he disappeared into the shadows of a building. ?Okay, that was the scariest thing I?ve ever seen,? Kazuko said flatly. ?Zuko!? a voice called. Kazuko turned and saw it was Joko. He came running over. ?Where you at man? I?ve been waiting with some fine ladies.? ?Sorry. I got caught up in something? scary.? ?Well, hurry, before the girls get restless.? ?How do you always get girls, Joko?? ?Man, they don?t call me Joko Poko?d-Your-Girlfriend for nothin?.? ?Awkward.? Joko slapped an arm around Kazuko?s shoulders and started leading him toward the tavern. ?I?m jus? sayin?, I need to get you to live a little before I leave.? ?Before you leave?!? Kazuko shouted. ?What are you talking about?? ?Oh, that?s what I wanted to talk to you about.? Petie emerged from the shadows. ?Nifty Fif-? Kazuko knocked him unconscious with a stool. ?What do you mean? I don?t understand!? ?You were never meant to, Zuko. Goodbye.? With that, Joko made his way towards the road out of town. ?Wait, you?re leaving? I thought you had women.? ?Oh, yeah!? Joko said. ?I forgot. Let?s go get some.? He started to run into the tavern, but Kazuko stopped him. ?Joko, this is serious. Where are you going? When will you be back?? ?My dad?s calling me in. He needs help with the business on the island of Yourmomgoestocollege. I?ll be gone for a few months.? ?What?!? ?But then I?ll be back.? ?This is ridiculous,? Kazuko whined. ?Stop it. You?re acting like a child.? Kazuko kicked Joko in the shin. ?Ow! Stop it!? ?You?re a big poopoohead.? ?I?m not going to leave our friendship like this.? ?There is no friendship.? ?You bite your tongue!? Women emerged from inside the tavern and clung to Joko. He looked to them, then back to Kazuko, who grimaced at the sight. ?You comin?, Joko?? the girls asked. ?In a second, babes,? Joko said. The girls went back in the tavern. Once they were gone, Joko grabbed Kazuko. ?Zukie, we?ve been through too much to end it like this. I expect to see you at the docks tonight before I leave.? Kazuko said nothing, but just stared. There was a silence containing awkward looks, sessions of Joko fixing his perfect hair, and Petie occasionally groaning from a possibly punctured lung. Joko finally broke the silence. ?Be there. It?d mean a lot.? He then turned back to the tavern doors and shouted inside, ?Ladies, get out of my head and into my bed! Woo!? He ran inside and Kazuko was left alone on the streets. The rest of the day was somewhat awkward. Kazuko had a lot on his mind, particularly that he had a business to take over that very day. Suddenly, a man waltzed up to the very building Kazuko had work to accomplish in. He was very proper, fancy, and lanky. He peered at the building with an intrigued expression. ?Interesting. Most interesting.? ?Excuse me?? Kazuko asked. ?No, thank you,? the man replied without looking. ?I don?t feed stray dogs.? ?I?m a human.? The man turned and stared queerly at Kazuko. ?Oh, so you are.? He grimaced. ?Not the best example of one.? Kazuko returned the hateful expression. ?Can I help you?? The man laughed to the point of nearly gagging. ?Ohhh, my good sir?no, wait? let me rephrase that? ohhh, my poor sir, what can you possibly do to help me that I can?t already obtain myself?? ?You seem to be staring at my building quite intently spouting out words of interest.? ?Oh, my, you own this place?? the man said startled. ?Oh, amusing. Since when did the homeless get homes? I guess they don?t call you homeless anymore either, do they?? ?Do you have business here?? Kazuko grunted, starting to show signs of aggravation. ?But, of course. I am Gavin Lynx Kane the 24th.? ?The pleasure?s all mine,? Kazuko mumbled. ?It sure is,? Gavin said snottily. He turned back to the building. ?I?m assuming you?re the homesitter for this building until someone with great class such as myself decides to purchase it?? ?Actually, my father owned it until he recently passed. Now I own it, thanks.? ?Oh, yes, he is deceased, now isn?t he? And you say you?re the heir?? He tapped a long, spider-like finger on his narrow chin and pondered. ?Interesting. Most interesting.? Kazuko held back the screams inside himself. ?I will not sell this building to you. It?s my father?s.? ?Interesting. Most inte-? ?Stop saying that!? Gavin grinned deviously and tapped his cane on his heel. ?Perhaps I should tell you why you should sell this place? through song and interpretive dance!? Suddenly music began playing and Gavin started to dance while, like he promised, singing. ?It seems to me, That you may be, The most homely, Guy I may find. But that matters not, This house I sought, It?s just as I thought, And will soon be mine!? Kazuko: ?Can you stop singing?? Gavin: ?No, I cannot!? Kazuko: ?My ears are ringing.? Gavin: ?This house shall be bought!? Kazuko: ?You?re a dirty old louse.? Gavin: ?Just do as you?re told.? Kazuko: ?I cannot sell my house.? Gavin: ?Yes, she shall be sold!? Suddenly the townspeople emerged from their homes and began dancing and singing too. ?Yes, she shall be soooooollllldddd!? Kazuko was startled. Kazuko: ?What the hell? Where?d you come from?? Man: ?You should really ask your dad and mum.? Townspeople: ?You?ll sell the house to make money for us! But first we have to sing the chorus!? Kazuko: ?Fuck, no.? Townspeople: ?C?mon, Zukie, Don?t be pukie. Just sell that shitty house to Gavin!? Gavin: ?It?s not bad, It?ll make you glad, With all that money you?ll be havin?!? Townspeople: ?Just give in, To Gavin, So this song can then be done.? Joko: ?I just banged, Those two fine girls, And [I]man[/I], it sure was fun!? Kazuko: ?Joko?!? Joko: ?Nope! Gotta go!? Townspeople: ?Kazuko, Don?t you know, You can have a lot of gold. So, c?mon, Sing along, That house is gooooing to beeeee sooooolllldddd!? Suddenly everyone went back to work and returned to their normal lives. Kazuko blinked several times to make sure that really just happened. ?That was weird.? ?Well, now,? Gavin said, approaching Kazuko with a paper. ?Will you sign your grubby sig here?? ?300x100 pixels only? What kind of banner restrictions are you trying to pull? No way am I signing my sig over there. My banner is at least 450x100.? ?Cut the crap and sign it!? Gavin ordered angrily. ?No!? Kazuko shouted. ?Now if you?ll excuse me.? Kazuko walked into the building and slammed the door in Gavin?s face. ?I will win, Karmokie? or whatever your name is.? The disgruntled businessman then picked up his cane and walked away. Kazuko watched him leave, then closed the blinds just as Petie hobbled by. ?That house is going to beeeee soooolllddd?? Later that night, Kazuko did as he promised and met Joko at the docks. He had to pass through the woods to get there and at night, it was a bit more difficult to get through the shrubs. He arrived on time, nevertheless. ?Hey,? Joko said. ?Bring any girls?? ?What?? Kazuko scoffed. ?Haha, just kidding,? Joko smirked. ?But seriously.? ?No,? Kazuko grunted. ?Damn,? Joko muttered. ?Oh well, glad you came, man. This means a lot.? ?I just hope you?ll be back soon,? Kazuko said. ?I?ll be alright. And when I get back, we?ll get you some girls.? ?Great,? Kazuko said, enthusiasm not being one of the present traits in his tone. ?Hey! C?mon! They didn?t call me STD in school for nothin?.? ?Uh,? Kazuko looked worried. ?That?s not a good thing, Joko.? ?What are you talking about?? ?Don?t you know what STD means?? ?Yeah. Sure. Sexy Talented Dude.? ?Um, yeah.? Kazuko shifted awkwardly. ?Get back soon, man.? ?Stop worrying. You sound like one of my girlfriends.? ?One of them?!? ?Hey, I gotta go. Later!? Joko hopped on his ship and it set sail. The mist was out that night, so it wasn?t long before the boat was out of sight. Kazuko stood at the docks a little longer, then made his way back toward Charleston. Once more, he had to make his way through the woods. Not an easy task. He began to forget where he was and the sounds made were creeping him out. One sounded like a wolf, another like a snake, and the scariest of them all sounded like bad stand-up comedy. ?Somebody actually complimented me on my driving today. They left a little note on the windscreen, it said ?PARKING FINE.?? ?AHHH!? Kazuko screamed. He ran and ran until he eventually [I]ran[/I] into something. What it was was a disgusting bat creature. ?Ew, get it away.? ?I knew I was hideous!? DK shouted. ?I?m going to my room and listening to my Hilary Duff CD really loud and junk!? He then flew off. ?Crap, you upset DK. I just calmed him down.? Kazuko screamed again and turned to where the voice came from. He saw a witch. ?Hewwo.? ?Who are you?? ?I am a witch.? ?You?re not going to turn me into a frog, are you?? ?No. Why would?where did you hear that from?? ?I saw it on a movie.? ?Oh, great, movies.? Zeke snorted in disgust. ?Of course, movies. If it?s in a movie, it must be true, right?? ?Well, yeah. I mean, Fahrenheit 9/11 was pretty close to the facts.? ?Oh, don?t even get me started on that.? ?C?mon, he knew what he was saying!? ?He did not! He?how can you even say that?!? ?Because its true!? ?Oh, it?s true,? Zeke rolled her eyes. ?It?s not true.? ?It was! He totally showed the true Bush!? ?He did not. He just slammed him.? ?Whatever. You gonna turn me into a frog?? ?Oh, you?d like that, wouldn?t you?? ?Yeah!? ?I?ll just wave my fuckin? magic wand, your majesty! Want me to pull a rabbit out of my hat too?? ?I?d like it, yeah.? ?Maybe a few card tricks as well?? Kazuko was stunned. ?Could? could you do that?? ?No! Look, I?m not here to entertain you.? ?Why are you here?? ?That?s not your concern.? ?Uh, it is now!? ?Uh, shut up! I?ll hit you!? ?Oh, what, with your flying bat monstrosity?? ?You shut up! Shut up!? ?Make me!? ?I?ll flog you!? ?Over my dead body!? ?Done.? Suddenly, Zeke waved her hands and Kazuko dropped unconscious. When he woke up, it was morning and he was in a daze. But he also couldn?t feel anything. He rubbed his eyes to adjust to the light of the sun that peeked through the canopy of the trees. Upon removing his hands from his eyes, he took notice that his eye came with his fingers. He held his eye up to his other eye and blinked. ?That?s different.? He stood up and examined himself. ?I feel funny.? Sticking his eye back into its socket, he suddenly remembered what happened the night before. Staring at his pale skin that was barely clinging to his bones, then examining the fact that he didn?t die when stabbing himself (why he tried stabbing himself, we?ll never know), he made a realization. ?Fuck, I?m albino.?[/indent][/size]

[center][img]http://img406.imageshack.us/img406/2716/deadlivinggi3.jpg[/img] [img]http://img264.imageshack.us/img264/8551/splashpj2.jpg[/img] [b][u]The Cast[/u][/b][/center] [img]http://img296.imageshack.us/img296/2104/kazukobq7.jpg[/img] [indent][b]Name:[/b] Kazuko [b]Member Based On:[/b] Kazuko [b]Sex:[/b] Male [b]Age:[/b] Early Twenties [b]Role:[/b] Main character. In search of the witch who took his soul. [b]Information:[/b] Nervous, fidgety, and sometimes awkward, Kazuko doesn't fit into society very well. His only true friend Joko has left him and now he's all alone to begin to work for his father's business. Upon making a fatal mistake, he drops dead due to a witch's horrible curse and he must journey to an isle far out in the sea called the Land of Broken Mirrors. He just wants his soul back.[/indent] [img]http://img264.imageshack.us/img264/7631/jokopokoud3.jpg[/img] [indent][b]Name:[/b] Joko Poko [b]Member Based On:[/b] Jokopoko [b]Sex:[/b] Male [b]Age:[/b] Early Twenties [b]Role:[/b] Kazuko's Best Friend [b]Information:[/b] Between Kazuko and himself, he's definitely the cooler of the two. Joko can easily get the ladies--and men, if he wishes to. He's loved by all and is Kazuko's best pal. But sometimes things don't always go the way we want them to. Joko's father is a rich man and needs his son to help with the business on another island far away. Joko is called and must leave Kazuko behind for a while. With promise to meet up again someday, the friends part.[/indent] [img]http://img411.imageshack.us/img411/8957/captainwv6.jpg[/img] [indent][b]Name:[/b] ???? [b]Member Based On:[/b] ???? [b]Sex:[/b] ???? [b]Age:[/b] ???? [b]Role:[/b] ???? [b]Information:[/b] ????[/indent] [img]http://img411.imageshack.us/img411/9572/ezekielbh7.jpg[/img] [indent][b]Name:[/b] Zeke The Witch [b]Member Based On:[/b] Ezekiel [b]Sex:[/b] Female [b]Age:[/b] Who The Hell Knows?! [b]Role:[/b] Evil Witch, Villain [b]Information:[/b] Ezekiel is a powerful witch, who happened to be in the forest near Kazuko's town one night when they encountered each other. Kazuko made a bad move that insulted Ezekiel and she decided to curse him by taking his soul. He was considered, by laws, dead. She fled back to her home in the Land of Broken Mirrors and now Kazuko must find her to defeat her and retrieve his soul.[/indent] [img]http://img264.imageshack.us/img264/4056/albertflasherwg0.jpg[/img] [indent][b]Name:[/b] Professor Flasher [b]Member Based On:[/b] Albert Flasher [b]Sex:[/b] Male [b]Age:[/b] Fifties [b]Role:[/b] Dirty, fat man who happens to be one of the most intelligent beings in the world of paranormal. [b]Information:[/b] Professor Flasher lives in Kazuko's town. He's not very well-respected, despite his high intellect. Perhaps it's his constant turns of hitting on random women in the bars, restaurants, and occassionally the mothers at daycares. He may know a thing or two to help Kazuko with his dilemma.[/indent] [img]http://img148.imageshack.us/img148/6136/whitezu6.jpg[/img] [indent][b]Name:[/b] Captain White [b]Member Based On:[/b] White [b]Sex:[/b] Male [b]Age:[/b] Thirties [b]Role:[/b] Captain of the ship Kazuko takes to Land of Broken Mirrors. [b]Information:[/b] Sassy, grouchy, badass. Captain White takes no beef from anybody. The high seas have toughened him up. Not even sailing to the Land of Broken Mirrors scares him. His moxy is unmatched.[/indent] [size=1]This is my latest dark comedy, filled with the abnormal and intriguing horrors you all love so much. Interested? Well, the first chapter is about to begin. Let's get some feedback in the meantime, my good folks. This post will consistantly be updated with character bios and such. Thank you.[/size]

[quote name='White][COLOR=DimGray][FONT=Tahoma]I'd just like to say that even though it says to take new pictures in the rules, I think only three of us actually did take new pictures for the round. *sigh*[/FONT'][/COLOR][/quote] Actually, it doesn't say to take a new picture anywhere in the rules, it only suggests it ;) I say I'd prefer if you did, but sometimes ones that have already been taken can show your personality better than ones taken as of now.

[size=1]Yes, congratulations team. You all deserved it with your hard dedication and awesome teamwork. I, too, don't understand the whole power struggle over captain, for I thought we came to a decision quite smoothly. But I s'pose it's what Sandy sees in the end anyways. Nice questions, BK. I'll try and answer these as best as I can: [b]1) Who is your favorite comedian? Either stand up or movie actor/actress.[/b] [indent]I love stand-up comedy--don't get me wrong. I do it myself, actually. But I can't say I have a favorite stand-up comedian. As far as comedy actors go, I have several. But we can all say Jim Carrey is by far one of the best. He's more innovative than most. Him and Robin Williams. I'm also a big fan of Will Ferrell, Owen Wilson, and Vince Vaughn. We can't forget Adam Sandler![/indent] [b]2) Share 3 of your favorite jokes with us, let's keep em clean for the most part though. At least no racial/sexual jokes (though I know we've probably heard our share)[/b] [indent]I've been known to be King of Pick Up lines. I'd say those are some of my best jokes. I know a lot of them can be corny, but I guess most of my jokes are kind of inappropriate and shouldn't be said here. I'll throw out some pick up lines, though: [list][*]"You dropped something... my jaw!" [*]"Excuse me, ma'am, I'm a treasure hunter. May I investigate your chest?" [*]Okay... that last one was kind of dirty =/[/list] Unless the jokes in my stories I write count, I guess I don't really have many appropriate jokes.[/indent] [b]3) Share with us a funny incident that happened in your life. Something you did with your friends, something accidental, maybe a botched move in driver's ed? It can be anything you feel we could get a good laugh out of, perhaps without incriminating yourself =).[/b] [indent]One time, I saw a hole in the school ceiling in the Broadcasting room. My friend and I crawled up into it, walked around in the ceiling until we were above a random classroom, then we fell through the ceiling and landed on tables. The class in there was startled. We just stood up, looked around and I said, "This isn't where we parked our car." Then we walked out silently. What's probably funnier is we didn't get in trouble.[/indent] [b]4) If LOL was not the common slang to express laughter or acknowledgement on the internet to things that warrant such responses, what other 3 letters should be? And what would they stand for?[/b] [indent]TFH- That's Frickin' Hilarious :)[/indent] What good times, eh? :^D Ready for the next round, folks?[/size]

[size=1]Okay, everyone, the betting is done. Now it's time to critique! Tell us who you like and don't like for Round Two![/size] [center][b][size=4]Round Two Betting Is Closed! Round Two Critiques Are Open![/b][/size][/center]

[size=1]Like I told you, nice ending line. That really kicked off the end of it, so you're totally psyched and ready for the next installment. I agree with the others that Chapter 7 wasn't as up to par as the rest, but your Chapter 8 pulled through nicely. I know Zeke wanted to be in it and whether you planned for this new fight scene now or not, I felt it was forced. Like, you didn't have any idea where it was going from here, so you needed something to happen, so you threw a random battle in to give us some action. That or you did have an idea where you were going and it was just simply rushed into. To me, the Zeke battle was sudden. But I s'pose, if it pulls through, it'll be fine. We'll see if the next chapter compliments this theory of mine or not.[/size]