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~PM Tales~ PM 4: Alot of Blurbs

Narrator: We last left off having learned that we are NOT supposed to push the big green button.

Studio Audience: Ooh

Narrator: And left with the mysteries of the chocolate *lights flicker* -related eeriness. *glances up at lights and shudders* So now, we return to the scene where our heros race against the clock-er, rather, evil Penguins that want to kill them.

Producer: Evil Penguins? Who the heck put evil Penguins in the script?

Narrator: What is he doing here? I mean-Look! A suprise visit from our producer!

Studio Audience: Er, yay?

Producer: *eyebrows narrow* Yes, Yay. And applause.

Studio Audience: ...YAY! *applause*

Producer: That's better. Now who put the Penguins in the plot.

2: 1 did. And she's about to kill us with them! You must stop her!

Producer: ...1? What kind of name is that?

Narrator: The kind that protects them from identity theft.

1: Identity theft is right! You may not know, but I'm named 1 because-

2: I thought you were hiding while you tried to figure out the plot.

1:...right. forgot about that. *disappears before their very eyes.

SNM: *comes flying in from stage left and hands a paper to 2*

2: *reads* Identity theft is right. You may not know, but I'm named 1 because I have no identity *insert dramatic music here* and no name *insert dramatic music here* and I am a wanderer of the world, nameless *sad music*. So, out of boredom with nothing to be, I WATCH YOU ALL PAINT YOUR TOES! *insert scary music*

...she didn't have to put in all those music insertations.

SNM: *flies in again and hands 2 another message*

2: *reading* Yes I did have to insert them. You reminded me I had to go away, so I wasn't able to read it dramatically.

Producer: ...that's brilliant! I want 1 on my next show!

SNM: *hands note to Producer*

Producer: *reads* I'd love to do it. Just call my agent! *stops reading* I think I'll go do that right now!

Narrator: ...right. Now in the meantime, let's return back to our story!

2: But that means I have to go back to the evil Penguins.

Narrator: Go now. Before we have some other mysterious guest.

2: Fine *grumbles incoherently as she walks off*

Narrator: Hey! I heard that!

2: YOU WEREN'T SUPPOSED TO! DID YOU NOT NOTICE THE WORD "INCOHERANT" IN THE DESCRIPTION ABOVE?

Narrator: ...oops. hehe, carrying on then. To the big green button.

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2: Guys, I don't think we should push the big button.

3: Why not? Villians usually make the big buttons important so they can find them quickly in dramatic scenes.

6: And how do you know that?

3: *shrugs* I pick up things here and there.

2: So that means you're calling 1 a villian?

3: No, I'm just saying what's obvious is-

4: -dangerous- let's press any other button than that.

5: HURRY GUYS! THEY'RE COMING!

*2,3,4, and 6 begin to push every button, minus the big green one. As a result, the doors turn purple, sprinklers spart spurting out apple juice, lights go neon, the floor changes from dirt to tile, and everyone's hair turns red*

4: Um, I think if I hit that button again, our hair will return back to normal.

*she pushes it again, and everyone's hair turns back to normal*

3: That's better. I never thought I'd make a good redhead.

5: Guys, none of that worked. AND THEY'RE STILL ABOUT TO EAT US!

3: Guess we have to push the big green button! *he pushes it, and the evil Penguins turn into tiny ants.*

2: ...whaddya you know, it did work.

3: See! I was right!

6: ...so if he was right, does that mean that 1 is a villain now?

4: But how would she be a villian? People only go evil when something bad happens to them.

5: Like being sent to an alternate dimension with no chocolate? *lights flicker* creepy.

2: Drat. She went evil. We're doomed.

3: So doomed.

4: Terribly, terribly doomed.

5: And dead.

6: So very very dead.

3: Let's keep going then.

*all stare at him*

3: ...we have to bring her back. She has a 9 o'clock curfew, remember?

6: True.

---[elsewhereinthedimension]---

1: *stares blankly at pen and empty paper* Grr, now what?

SNM: Anything else we need to deliver for you?

1: Naw, I think I'll deliver the next one myself.

SNM: You said you weren't appearing until the end.

1: Maybe it's the end.

SNM: No! Because then I won't exist anymore!

1: Yes you will!

SNM: o.0

1: ...somehow *gives a weak smile*

SNM: *sulks as it walks out, going emo*

1: Note to self, deal with emo SNM later. *sighs*I guess it's time to read from the script again. *ahem* It becomes so lonely in a dimension of my own. Sure, I have learned to harness it's powers, but alas. My heart aches with the pain of betrayal.

Secret Ninja Turtle(SNT): I have a message for you, my Queen.

1: Very well, shar-

[SNM: You TRADED me with a Turtle? Am I worth nothing to you? Why 1? Why?
1: Ssh. Don't worry, you'll get back into the story. Now be quiet and let me continue!]

1: Share the message.

SNT: 5 life forms have arrived on site. They have entered the maze. What shall we do?

1: Really now? This is amusing. I wonder who it could be... *pulls up a portal and looks through it* Ah, them. It seems they have pushed the green button.

SNT: I told you that was a bad idea.

1: I never said it wasn't.

SNT: But you put it there anyway.

1: *shrugs* It amuses me, as you do not. You're a turtle, you're not even supposed to talk!

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2: And you're a teenager sitting in class, going off topic...AGAIN!

1: Hey! We're not doing anything! The server is having issues and no one can get to their work! I've nothing better to do.

2: Yes you do. You can listen to music, study for finals, go get a drink of water...

1: Who cares what I do right now?

2: Must we start this again? Your mom, your dad, your grandpa, your grandma, your sister, your brothers, your teacher-

1: Alright, I get the point. Jeez, you could cut me some slack. Back to the stor-

2: No. We're not going back. We're ending this here.

1: ...what are you talking about? This is my story! I'm not ending it here!

2: Yes, you ARE. Because the computer in your class just fixed itself. And you have to go.

1: NOOOO!!!! *she drifts off into space as the computer shuts down...*

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  • Dream-Weaver
    June 12, 2007
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    ...The obvious big green button trick. Genius. Pure genius.