[EoD Day-2] Blasts from......THE PAST!
Sept 27, 2017 4:37:06 GMT -5
Rage (aka NoMercyMaster2001), Slainmaker, and 3 more like this
Post by Mongo the Destroyer on Sept 27, 2017 4:37:06 GMT -5
*The camera opens in the chateau de Angel (Nelly’s apartment) where we find the older Angel, Randy, escorting his brother rather forcefully onto the couch. Nelly looks completely out of it.*
Randy: Nell, I know you’ve been feeling a bit down after it was announced that you’re first opponent is some guy from the future or some crap like that. I know, I know, there are better opponents for you to start with than a literal joke- but don’t worry, I’ve got just the thing to put you in the mood to crush some space-suited tail!
*Nelly looks up at his brother listlessly. Randy keeps his composure as he walks up to the TV (basically right up to the camera) and starts arranging things. He comes back with a controller and sticks it in his brother’s hands.*
*Sadly, Nelly Angel looks at the small joystick now in his hands as his brother gets back up, dusts himself off, and takes a swig from a flask.*
Nelly: What’s this?
*Randy smiles.*
Randy: This, this is how we’re gonna get you in the mood, SPACE INVADERS! Haha, that’ll show those space people who want to beat you in the End of Days Tournament
*The clown that lives in the house leans into the frame*
Happy: Live on the XHF Network!
*He leans back out.*
Randy: Alright, let’s get this thing fired up, you’re first.
*He turns on the tv as the color green reflects back onto both of them*
Randy: Oh man, the memories…..so much alcohol….so wo-
“WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!”
*We’ve got full shaky cam going as Nelly is on the floor on his knees cradling the Atari joystick, he’s having a total meltdown and is crying. Randy is running around like a madman trying to figure out what to do and the large clown, “Happy” is considering his options.*
Randy: Nell, it’s ok it-
Nelly: I CAN’T BELIEVE HE’S DEAD!!!! WAAAAAHAAAAAAAAAA!
Happy: Nelly, I love-
Nelly: AND IT’S ALL MY FAULT!!! THIS IS THE SECOND WORSE DAY OF MY LIFE!!!!!!!!
*Randy thinks this is an opening and tries to calm his brother down as he swoops in.*
Randy: Oh? And what was the worse?
Nelly: THE DAY HE DIEEEED!!!!! WAAAAAAAAHAAAAAHAAAAAHAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!
*That was totally not what Randy expected to happen. His flask is empty now as he shakes it over his mouth and starts looking in the couch for probably a hidden emergency shot or something.*
Randy: It’s ok bro, there are things we can do, things that will make this better
*Nelly calms down, eerily calm.*
Nelly: You’re right, there are….
*Nelly looks to the corner of the room; there is a black locked trunk there. He stares at it. What could be inside? A gun? Booze? A not-so-secret masked gimmick from another company? Randy quickly, with one movement, pulls out two tiny bottles of liquor and gets in-between Nelly’s gaze and the trunk.*
Randy: No, not that, other things. Things we can do. Right Happy?
*The clown steps close to Nelly’s face, which is about the same level as “Mr.” Happy’s crotch*
Happy: Yeah Nelly, we love you, we love you so much.
*It basically looks like Happy’s crotch is rubbing Nelly’s face. Nelly stares without emotion as the camera fades out.*
*We fade back in as Randy Angel leads his brother through the XHF Network offices in Minneapolis, MN. He gets Nelly sat down at a desk (presumably his).*
Nelly: Why are we here again? I have a match to *sniff* prepare for
*Nelly is starting to tear up again for some reason, Randy acts quickly, gesticulating wildly to distract his brother.*
Randy: Nell! Don’t you worry, because we’ve got someone who wants to see you!
*Nelly raises an eyebrow, intrigued.*
Nelly: And who could that be?
“OH….Just a friend from……THE FUTURE!”
*The camera pans over to the doorway, surrounded by light is none other than…..*
Nelly: LAZOR-TRON! You’re alive!
*He shakes his head, now looking confused. Randy moves to the background where he can drink in peace as Lazor-Tron approaches the more famous Angel*
Nelly: Wait, not, you’re dead. I saw you die.
Lazor: It’s true, I am dead….
*He takes off his mask, revealing Bongo the Destroyer.*
Bongo: …But I’m alive, and I’m still your friend.
*There’s a silence. While the silence takes over the scene, I’ll explain to the non-XHF folk that Bongo the Destroyer is another worker at the XHF Network; he’s Mongo’s best friend and he has oddly the same build as Lazor-Tron.*
Nelly: ….YOU’RE NOT LAZOR-TRON
*Bongo winks at the camera*
Bongo: Yes, I-
Nelly: YOU’RE JUST A- A- A LAZOR-FRAUD!
*Nelly starts breaking down again, everyone goes into panic mode*
Bongo: Nelly, I’m your-
Nelly: I THOUGH YOU WERE MY FRIEND! THIS IS EVEN WORSE THAN RANDY’S STUPID PLAN!
Randy: Hey! I’m right here!
Nelly: WAAAAAAAAAAAHAAAAAAHAAAAA IT’S ALL MY FAULT HE’S DEAAAAAAD!
*Just as he’s about to go off the deep end, Nelly suddenly sucks it all up and looks to the corner of the room, and there is the chest that was also in his apartment. What could be in it? Fireworks? Milkshakes? A costume and a mask for the darkest evil in the universe? We don’t find out because Randy dives into the cold stare again.*
Randy: Ok, ok, it’s my fault Nell. Just calm down, let’s not do anything too extreme.
Bongo: I like Xtreme
*Randy turns to Bongo and hisses out at him.*
Randy: This is not the time!
*Randy cradles his brother as the camera fades out.*
*The camera comes back in, this one is like a hand-held or maybe a cell phone, it’s shaky, it’s personal, and it’s zoomed into Randy Angel too much. He looks like he’s maybe in a gym or something.*
Randy: Shogun-Tron. I don’t know what my brother’s deal is with you. Maybe I was drunk when something happened between you, something tragic or something- I think it has to do with Bongo’s Halloween costume. Either way, you must have crossed a line with him.
*Randy rubs his face in frustration.*
Randy: I haven’t seen my brother this close to the breaking point since- well, let’s just say it’s been a very long time. This match has him completely out of his usual self and I can’t take it. No Shogun- you touch my brother you touch me.
*A slight pause as Randy collects his angry thoughts.*
Randy: Just you listen here you space invader, I swore I’d protect my brother, and that means both inside and out. I don’t know what you’ve done, but I’ve got a plan to get it all straightened out. Oh yeah. Just you wait, everything will be better, Shogun-Tron- if that is your real name.
*Randy gets even more uncomfortably close to non-professional-grade camera and squints*
Randy: I hope you like baseball, TRON!
*Randy turns the camera off.*
OOC: DT, feel free to rp, but don’t reference anything from this one directly- it’s leading to my next rp
Randy: Nell, I know you’ve been feeling a bit down after it was announced that you’re first opponent is some guy from the future or some crap like that. I know, I know, there are better opponents for you to start with than a literal joke- but don’t worry, I’ve got just the thing to put you in the mood to crush some space-suited tail!
*Nelly looks up at his brother listlessly. Randy keeps his composure as he walks up to the TV (basically right up to the camera) and starts arranging things. He comes back with a controller and sticks it in his brother’s hands.*
*Sadly, Nelly Angel looks at the small joystick now in his hands as his brother gets back up, dusts himself off, and takes a swig from a flask.*
Nelly: What’s this?
*Randy smiles.*
Randy: This, this is how we’re gonna get you in the mood, SPACE INVADERS! Haha, that’ll show those space people who want to beat you in the End of Days Tournament
*The clown that lives in the house leans into the frame*
Happy: Live on the XHF Network!
*He leans back out.*
Randy: Alright, let’s get this thing fired up, you’re first.
*He turns on the tv as the color green reflects back onto both of them*
Randy: Oh man, the memories…..so much alcohol….so wo-
I~~15 Minutes Later~~I
“WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!”
*We’ve got full shaky cam going as Nelly is on the floor on his knees cradling the Atari joystick, he’s having a total meltdown and is crying. Randy is running around like a madman trying to figure out what to do and the large clown, “Happy” is considering his options.*
Randy: Nell, it’s ok it-
Nelly: I CAN’T BELIEVE HE’S DEAD!!!! WAAAAAHAAAAAAAAAA!
Happy: Nelly, I love-
Nelly: AND IT’S ALL MY FAULT!!! THIS IS THE SECOND WORSE DAY OF MY LIFE!!!!!!!!
*Randy thinks this is an opening and tries to calm his brother down as he swoops in.*
Randy: Oh? And what was the worse?
Nelly: THE DAY HE DIEEEED!!!!! WAAAAAAAAHAAAAAHAAAAAHAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!
*That was totally not what Randy expected to happen. His flask is empty now as he shakes it over his mouth and starts looking in the couch for probably a hidden emergency shot or something.*
Randy: It’s ok bro, there are things we can do, things that will make this better
*Nelly calms down, eerily calm.*
Nelly: You’re right, there are….
*Nelly looks to the corner of the room; there is a black locked trunk there. He stares at it. What could be inside? A gun? Booze? A not-so-secret masked gimmick from another company? Randy quickly, with one movement, pulls out two tiny bottles of liquor and gets in-between Nelly’s gaze and the trunk.*
Randy: No, not that, other things. Things we can do. Right Happy?
*The clown steps close to Nelly’s face, which is about the same level as “Mr.” Happy’s crotch*
Happy: Yeah Nelly, we love you, we love you so much.
*It basically looks like Happy’s crotch is rubbing Nelly’s face. Nelly stares without emotion as the camera fades out.*
*We fade back in as Randy Angel leads his brother through the XHF Network offices in Minneapolis, MN. He gets Nelly sat down at a desk (presumably his).*
Nelly: Why are we here again? I have a match to *sniff* prepare for
*Nelly is starting to tear up again for some reason, Randy acts quickly, gesticulating wildly to distract his brother.*
Randy: Nell! Don’t you worry, because we’ve got someone who wants to see you!
*Nelly raises an eyebrow, intrigued.*
Nelly: And who could that be?
“OH….Just a friend from……THE FUTURE!”
*The camera pans over to the doorway, surrounded by light is none other than…..*
Nelly: LAZOR-TRON! You’re alive!
*He shakes his head, now looking confused. Randy moves to the background where he can drink in peace as Lazor-Tron approaches the more famous Angel*
Nelly: Wait, not, you’re dead. I saw you die.
Lazor: It’s true, I am dead….
*He takes off his mask, revealing Bongo the Destroyer.*
Bongo: …But I’m alive, and I’m still your friend.
*There’s a silence. While the silence takes over the scene, I’ll explain to the non-XHF folk that Bongo the Destroyer is another worker at the XHF Network; he’s Mongo’s best friend and he has oddly the same build as Lazor-Tron.*
Nelly: ….YOU’RE NOT LAZOR-TRON
*Bongo winks at the camera*
Bongo: Yes, I-
Nelly: YOU’RE JUST A- A- A LAZOR-FRAUD!
*Nelly starts breaking down again, everyone goes into panic mode*
Bongo: Nelly, I’m your-
Nelly: I THOUGH YOU WERE MY FRIEND! THIS IS EVEN WORSE THAN RANDY’S STUPID PLAN!
Randy: Hey! I’m right here!
Nelly: WAAAAAAAAAAAHAAAAAAHAAAAA IT’S ALL MY FAULT HE’S DEAAAAAAD!
*Just as he’s about to go off the deep end, Nelly suddenly sucks it all up and looks to the corner of the room, and there is the chest that was also in his apartment. What could be in it? Fireworks? Milkshakes? A costume and a mask for the darkest evil in the universe? We don’t find out because Randy dives into the cold stare again.*
Randy: Ok, ok, it’s my fault Nell. Just calm down, let’s not do anything too extreme.
Bongo: I like Xtreme
*Randy turns to Bongo and hisses out at him.*
Randy: This is not the time!
*Randy cradles his brother as the camera fades out.*
*The camera comes back in, this one is like a hand-held or maybe a cell phone, it’s shaky, it’s personal, and it’s zoomed into Randy Angel too much. He looks like he’s maybe in a gym or something.*
Randy: Shogun-Tron. I don’t know what my brother’s deal is with you. Maybe I was drunk when something happened between you, something tragic or something- I think it has to do with Bongo’s Halloween costume. Either way, you must have crossed a line with him.
*Randy rubs his face in frustration.*
Randy: I haven’t seen my brother this close to the breaking point since- well, let’s just say it’s been a very long time. This match has him completely out of his usual self and I can’t take it. No Shogun- you touch my brother you touch me.
*A slight pause as Randy collects his angry thoughts.*
Randy: Just you listen here you space invader, I swore I’d protect my brother, and that means both inside and out. I don’t know what you’ve done, but I’ve got a plan to get it all straightened out. Oh yeah. Just you wait, everything will be better, Shogun-Tron- if that is your real name.
*Randy gets even more uncomfortably close to non-professional-grade camera and squints*
Randy: I hope you like baseball, TRON!
*Randy turns the camera off.*
OOC: DT, feel free to rp, but don’t reference anything from this one directly- it’s leading to my next rp
