Post by Better Than Johnny Noble on Jan 15, 2011 19:20:44 GMT -5
JDP: KYLE! OOOOOOOH KYLEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
John stands aloft with a sinister grin and a chainsaw in his hands. The chainsaw is whirring with clear ferocity as John looks around the room for his younger sibling.
JDP: Come out, come out, wherever you areeeeee!
John heads over to the drawers near him and opens up what is clearly a sock draw.
JDP: COME OUT KYLE OR THE SOCKS GET IT!
Kyle suddenly springs out from under the bed.
Kyle: OK! OK! I'm here. Leave the socks alone!
JDP: No more bad Dobby for you!
John plunges the chainsaw into the sock drawer and the chainsaw slices and dices everything and anything in the drawer. It even rips the drawer itself to shreds.
Kyle:NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
John grins evily as he turns to look at his brother who has fallen to a heap in the floor. Sobbing softly.
Kyle: If there is one thing...that I will never let you hurt, John...it is...my...SOCKS!
JDP: Oi, Kyle. No pictures allowed!
Kyle: I MAKE THE RULES AND I CAN BREAK THEM AT ANY TIME! AND NOW! YOU WILL PAY! ARGHHHHH!!!
Kyle suddenly whips out...not that Cris...some random Chinese sword and charges across the room. John snarls at his brother and charges with his chainsaw once more. The two reach the middle of the room and...
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SCENE CHANGE!
We now find Bob sucking on...not that Cris...a lollie. The cliCK are all there and sitting on a park bench. John has just been telling the story of what was going on in the battle between the Parker brothers.
Chris: SO WHAT HAPPENED DEN SAHN?!
Ken: Yeah. Don't leave us laddies hanging.
JDP: Well then my mom came in and seperated us.
Bob: Seperated you when you were using a sword and a chainsaw?
John nods.
Bob: Impressive.
Ken: I'd love your maw to control me like that, John. She's well fit!
JDP: ...
Chris: Tbf m8, she is.
JDP: Shut the fuck up. I can go and get that chainsaw!
Bob: Woahhhhhh. Calm down there mighty mouse. Why were you even attacking Kyle anyway?
JDP: Dru Dallins and Adam Abel.
Chris: ...
Ken: ...
Bob: ...
JDP: What?
Cris: THAT MAKES NO FAHKIN SENSE M8!
JDP: Both of them are crying all the time about how their sibblings are better than them. Lyn is miles better than Dru. At everything from robbing banks, eating KFC and running away from the police to wrestling. Meanwhile Adam is finding it hard to compete with his sister's popularity.
Ken: Well his sister's well fit too. You have no idea how many wanks I've had over her.
JDP: ...
Bob: Cheers for that image, Ken.
Ken: I always imagine that she's sucking me off in the same way you're licking that lollie.
Ken grins at Bob who looks like he's about to spew. He throws the rest of the lollie in the bin.
Bob: I'm not quite as hungry anymore...
JDP: Anyway. Point is that they're my opponents this week. So I'm setting down a marker early! They are the worst of their siblings. When I'm the best! I FUCKING RUUUUUUUUUUUUUUULE THAT PARKER HOUSE!
Chris: Until your MILF mum gets involved.
JDP: Yes until--I mean no--I mean...SHUT UP CHRIS!
John lands a hard right hand on Chris knocking him to the floor.
Chris: OWW!!!
Bob: I think you'd be better off not trying to kill your brother. And saving the agression you're showing now for the match.
Ken: Fuck me she's fit.
Ken points across the road to a youngish gal - early 20s - walking with an old woman. Presumably a relative. The two are struggling with their shopping and carrying it to a cab.
Ken: Time for Ken to do his thing!
The three of them watch on as Ken rushes off and offers a hand. Everything is going well - he's helping out, getting smiles from the two of them, until...................The cab boot is popped open by the cab driver and as he does it it nails Ken in the face and knocks him out!
Ken: OOOF!
Bob: HAHAHAHAHA!
JDP: What a clown.
Chris: That means the bird is up to grabs. This is my go m8s! CHRIS TO THE RESCUE!
Chris jumps to his feet and runs in their direction only to slip on a banana skin and crack his head off the pavement - KOing himself.
JDP: HA!
Bob: Oh that C(h)ris!
But then it suddenly hits the two of them and they look across at each other.
Bob: This is wrapping up now isn't it?
JDP: I think so.
Bob: And with two being KOed...
JDP: ...one of us is probably gunna be next to end the sequence.
Bob: OH SHIT!
The two of them spring to their feet and leg it. Just in time because a piano suddenly falls from the sky and demolishes the bench they were sitting on. They both sprint down the street past Chris and then Ken before ducking into a shop. On one TV is Adam Abel's PWF Heavyweight Title win and the other is some of last week's match for Dru where he's getting in a load of offence. Nice cheeky bit of match relevence I think you'll agree.
JDP: Do you think that's us safe?
Bob: I don't know. It was a close call.
JDP: Let's get to the arena. We'll be safer there.
Suddenly "Delikado" jumps out of a TV with a machine gun.
"Delikado": I'm not so sure about that.
He starts to open fire but somehow Bob and John still have time to talk for a short amount of time.
John: I'm guessing only one of us needs to be KOed. So it's a race.
Bob: You're gunna try and outrun a bullet?!?!?!?!
JDP: Only TRUE atheletes can do it!
John makes a run for it whilst Bob decides to dive for cover. As JDP is the main character (sorry Boberto) we follow him. He charges straight outside and into the road...ONLY TO BE KNOCKED DOWN BY THAT DAMNED TAXI FROM EARLIER! OMGGGGGGGGGGG!!!
"Delikado": Heh. My work here is done.
A *POOF* signals his departure and Bob pulls himself out from under some debris. He brushes himself down.
Bob: Wow. Who would have thought it.
He looks at the TVs that were showing Abel's and Dru's faces earlier and sees that they have had the majority of the bullets. Hell, ALL of the bullets have hit them. IS IT A SIGN? Probably not. But what can hope.
Bob: I...I...I SURVIVED! YESSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!
Just then the whole shop explodes. Outside we see debris flying everywhere. Just then the Mitchell brothers walk past with a massive radio and hit play for a CD.
John stands aloft with a sinister grin and a chainsaw in his hands. The chainsaw is whirring with clear ferocity as John looks around the room for his younger sibling.
JDP: Come out, come out, wherever you areeeeee!
John heads over to the drawers near him and opens up what is clearly a sock draw.
JDP: COME OUT KYLE OR THE SOCKS GET IT!
Kyle suddenly springs out from under the bed.
Kyle: OK! OK! I'm here. Leave the socks alone!
JDP: No more bad Dobby for you!
John plunges the chainsaw into the sock drawer and the chainsaw slices and dices everything and anything in the drawer. It even rips the drawer itself to shreds.
Kyle:NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
John grins evily as he turns to look at his brother who has fallen to a heap in the floor. Sobbing softly.
Kyle: If there is one thing...that I will never let you hurt, John...it is...my...SOCKS!
JDP: Oi, Kyle. No pictures allowed!
Kyle: I MAKE THE RULES AND I CAN BREAK THEM AT ANY TIME! AND NOW! YOU WILL PAY! ARGHHHHH!!!
Kyle suddenly whips out...not that Cris...some random Chinese sword and charges across the room. John snarls at his brother and charges with his chainsaw once more. The two reach the middle of the room and...
...
...
SCENE CHANGE!
We now find Bob sucking on...not that Cris...a lollie. The cliCK are all there and sitting on a park bench. John has just been telling the story of what was going on in the battle between the Parker brothers.
Chris: SO WHAT HAPPENED DEN SAHN?!
Ken: Yeah. Don't leave us laddies hanging.
JDP: Well then my mom came in and seperated us.
Bob: Seperated you when you were using a sword and a chainsaw?
John nods.
Bob: Impressive.
Ken: I'd love your maw to control me like that, John. She's well fit!
JDP: ...
Chris: Tbf m8, she is.
JDP: Shut the fuck up. I can go and get that chainsaw!
Bob: Woahhhhhh. Calm down there mighty mouse. Why were you even attacking Kyle anyway?
JDP: Dru Dallins and Adam Abel.
Chris: ...
Ken: ...
Bob: ...
JDP: What?
Cris: THAT MAKES NO FAHKIN SENSE M8!
JDP: Both of them are crying all the time about how their sibblings are better than them. Lyn is miles better than Dru. At everything from robbing banks, eating KFC and running away from the police to wrestling. Meanwhile Adam is finding it hard to compete with his sister's popularity.
Ken: Well his sister's well fit too. You have no idea how many wanks I've had over her.
JDP: ...
Bob: Cheers for that image, Ken.
Ken: I always imagine that she's sucking me off in the same way you're licking that lollie.
Ken grins at Bob who looks like he's about to spew. He throws the rest of the lollie in the bin.
Bob: I'm not quite as hungry anymore...
JDP: Anyway. Point is that they're my opponents this week. So I'm setting down a marker early! They are the worst of their siblings. When I'm the best! I FUCKING RUUUUUUUUUUUUUUULE THAT PARKER HOUSE!
Chris: Until your MILF mum gets involved.
JDP: Yes until--I mean no--I mean...SHUT UP CHRIS!
John lands a hard right hand on Chris knocking him to the floor.
Chris: OWW!!!
Bob: I think you'd be better off not trying to kill your brother. And saving the agression you're showing now for the match.
Ken: Fuck me she's fit.
Ken points across the road to a youngish gal - early 20s - walking with an old woman. Presumably a relative. The two are struggling with their shopping and carrying it to a cab.
Ken: Time for Ken to do his thing!
The three of them watch on as Ken rushes off and offers a hand. Everything is going well - he's helping out, getting smiles from the two of them, until...................The cab boot is popped open by the cab driver and as he does it it nails Ken in the face and knocks him out!
Ken: OOOF!
Bob: HAHAHAHAHA!
JDP: What a clown.
Chris: That means the bird is up to grabs. This is my go m8s! CHRIS TO THE RESCUE!
Chris jumps to his feet and runs in their direction only to slip on a banana skin and crack his head off the pavement - KOing himself.
JDP: HA!
Bob: Oh that C(h)ris!
But then it suddenly hits the two of them and they look across at each other.
Bob: This is wrapping up now isn't it?
JDP: I think so.
Bob: And with two being KOed...
JDP: ...one of us is probably gunna be next to end the sequence.
Bob: OH SHIT!
The two of them spring to their feet and leg it. Just in time because a piano suddenly falls from the sky and demolishes the bench they were sitting on. They both sprint down the street past Chris and then Ken before ducking into a shop. On one TV is Adam Abel's PWF Heavyweight Title win and the other is some of last week's match for Dru where he's getting in a load of offence. Nice cheeky bit of match relevence I think you'll agree.
JDP: Do you think that's us safe?
Bob: I don't know. It was a close call.
JDP: Let's get to the arena. We'll be safer there.
Suddenly "Delikado" jumps out of a TV with a machine gun.
"Delikado": I'm not so sure about that.
He starts to open fire but somehow Bob and John still have time to talk for a short amount of time.
John: I'm guessing only one of us needs to be KOed. So it's a race.
Bob: You're gunna try and outrun a bullet?!?!?!?!
JDP: Only TRUE atheletes can do it!
John makes a run for it whilst Bob decides to dive for cover. As JDP is the main character (sorry Boberto) we follow him. He charges straight outside and into the road...ONLY TO BE KNOCKED DOWN BY THAT DAMNED TAXI FROM EARLIER! OMGGGGGGGGGGG!!!
"Delikado": Heh. My work here is done.
A *POOF* signals his departure and Bob pulls himself out from under some debris. He brushes himself down.
Bob: Wow. Who would have thought it.
He looks at the TVs that were showing Abel's and Dru's faces earlier and sees that they have had the majority of the bullets. Hell, ALL of the bullets have hit them. IS IT A SIGN? Probably not. But what can hope.
Bob: I...I...I SURVIVED! YESSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!
Just then the whole shop explodes. Outside we see debris flying everywhere. Just then the Mitchell brothers walk past with a massive radio and hit play for a CD.
