A Soap Opera for the Extremely Bored

I'm bored and I want a piece of cake. So I was like, Hey how bouts a new blog? One that's not about my sometimes-emo life? And where I can put pictures of celebrities and say they're original characters I thought up? Hm, sounds tempting... Tune in every day for guest stars and stolen plots from different movies/books/etc.

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Thursday, September 21, 2006

Part 19: If you are being kidnapped...LIE!

(Author's note: Yeah, so I totally haven't posted in a while. Cool. BUT I REALLY DON'T CARE. Cuz I've got writer's block and I'VE GOT IT BAD. And I'm kind of stalling and taking quizzes at the same time. I'm going to leave Ashes at gunpoint for now, cuz I'm kind of hoping she'll die. I'm kind of in control... So the next few episodes are gonna be musical based. Cool..... Zzzzzz...)

Stolen Movie Plot: "The Sound of Music", and this one thing from "Bad Kitty" (which is a book) that you probably won't get...:(...oh, and "The Challenge"

Special Guest Star: Ryan Seacrest (pic tomorrw)

The three continued screaming. Pierre sighed in annoyance.
"SHUT UP!" They quieted. "Much better." He observed their frightened faces with a smirk. "No need to fear, we just wanted to ask where you were going." Natalie looked at Moxie. Moxie looked at Natalie. They both looked at Victor (which is what I'm going to call him since typing "Crumb" drives me CRAZY!!!!), who blanched white.
"Um, ve vere going...going to..." He looked at the girls. Natalie looked Pierre square in the eye.
"We were going to a singing competition." The parking lot was silent but for Pierre's evil Canadian laughter.
"A singing competition, eh? Where? There aren't any singing competitions in the area...are there?" The other Simple Plan members shook their heads regretfully and pointed across the street. There stood a huge sign with flashing lights, pointing at a theater, reading, "SINGING COMPETITION DURING LUNCH!!!!!!!" Everyone in Simple Plan groaned. Mary-Kate peeled herself off the front of Victor's car and rubbed her head.
"What just happened?" Moxie clapped her hands happily.
"YES!!!!! Mary-Kate was stricken with amnesia from your amazing defensive driving, Crumb!" Crumb smiled.
"Please...call me Victor." Natalie scoffed.
"Victor...Crumb...MAKE UP YOUR MIND!" Her outburst caused Mary-Kate to regain her memory. Everyone glared at Natalie.
"Nice going, loser." Natalie wiped away a tear and shrunk farther down in the backseat. Pierre opened the door and sat down next to her.
"Well, I was going to the competition to, so you guys can drive me." His bandmates protested loudly, but he shushed them.
"Make like a Good Charlotte member," He said. "And steal someone's car." The Canadians looked at Mary-Kate, who was still a bit dazed, and leaped into her car. Victor sighed loudly and started the car. Pierre rubbed his hands together. Everything was going perfectly...

* * * *
And now for something completely different. Pleeeeeease pleeeeeease don't eat the daisies, don't eat the daisies pleeeeeeeeeease... (STALLING)
* * * *
Victor peeked around the curtain and stared at the audience. They didn't look too bad. Then he almost fainted. Moxie caught him.
"Victor, what's wrong?" Victor pointed with a shaky hand.
"I-i-i-i-it's Pete Ventz!" Moxie rolled her eyes.
"Don't even think about it Victor, he's a jerk." Victor was confused. But just then, Natalie walked up.
"OHMYGOSHGUYSI'MTOTALLYFREAKINGOUTHEREGOTITFREAKINGOUT-" Moxie slapped her.
"SNAP OUT OF IT!" She yelled. Natalie calmed down, but still looked anxious.
"What are we going to sing, you guys?" She clammed up as Pierre walked up. He was grinning from ear to ear.
"Hello ladies...having any trouble?" Victor glared at him.
"I am not a lady...I am a man!" Pierre rolled his eyes, still grinning.
"Oh...SORRY, Victor. You, um, sort of blend in with the decor." Which didn't even make sense...unless you counted the fact that Victor was wearing red like the stage curtain. Moxie looked at Pierre's feet and noticed he was wearing extremely ugly fringed boots. She started clapping.
"Oooh, good one. Too bad about the FRINGED BOOTS." Pierre grimaced at her and walked away. Suddenly, the three of them were being shoved onto the stage. Someone placed an acoustic guitar into Natalie's hands. She smiled thoughtfully and started strumming. Moxie almost started laughing as Natalie played the opening chords to "Photograph". She started singing. Surprisingly, Victor had not only caught on, but was doing some sort of interpretive dance. (L! O! L!)
"IT'S HARD TO SAY IT, TIME TO SAY IT! GOODBYE! GOODBYE!" Moxie sang harmony. The judges were enthralled. As soon as Natalie stopped playing and Victor stopped dancing, they gave the trio a standing ovation. Ryan Seacrest ushered them off the stage so he could have the spotlight.
"Yeah, they were great, cool, vote for them. The judging will commence shortly." Moxie squealed with happiness as they went backstage.
"OMG YOU GUYS THAT WAS SO COOL!!!!!!!" Natalie and Victor grabbed her arms and started dragging her to the emergency exit door. Moxie stared at them.
"Um, guys, what are you doing?" Natalie grunted with effort.
"Escaping." Victor looked disappointed.
"I vould have liked to have stayed. Ve vere going to vin, and you know it." Natalie shook her head.
"I have a plan."
* * * *
Ryan Seacrest stepped onto the stage and shook the piece of folded paper he held.
"I HAVE THEM! I have the results!" He unfolded it slowly. "And the winner...of...our...singing...competition...is...." He paused dramatically. The audience considered throwing potatoes at him for making them wait so long. "Um, Natalie, Victor, and MOXIE!!" The crowd erupted. Everyone was on their feet. Pierre sat back contentedly.
"Everything is going according to plan..." But the three he had been stalking never appeared on the stage. The crowd's raucous cheers dimmed a little. Ryan looked around.
"Yeah, um, where the heck are they?" Pierre's eyes popped open. This was not part of the plan. He signaled to his friends and they followed him to the parking lot.
* * * *
We cut to the Catskill Mountains. There are three figures resting on the mountain. The sweet strains of "Climb Ev'ry Mountain" are floating quietly through the air... Victor covered his ears with his hands.
"Moxie, you can stop singing now!" It was true, that Moxie was horribly off-key. But this pushed her to the breaking point.
"FINE! Geez, Victor, the only person you care about is yourself! Just shut up and leave me alone!" Natalie was concentrating hard. Suddenly, she grabbed her checkbook, ripped out a check, stole Moxie's compact, and started trying to make a fire. A tiny bit of smoke appeared and rose up to the sky. Natalie smiled triumphantly.
"Victor! Moxie! Get some stones!" The two who had been fighting moments before exchanged a glance, confirming their suspicions that Natalie had gone completely insane, and united together to form a megaperson to gather stones. In minutes, a helicopter appeared and started heading towards them. The three castaways started jumping up and down excitedly. Finally, the helicopter landed. Natalie ran to the pilot...and gasped in shock.
"YOU!"
(HEHEHE tomorrow you'll get to see who "you" is. WHOA, bad grammar. Lol. And Ashes might possibly be spared from death.)

2 Comments:

Blogger Crazy Monkey said...

LOVE THE M-16 FOR THE LAST POST!!!!!! You can always count on an M-16 to make life go a lot better. (and it also makes a good laugh)

4:40 PM  
Blogger Crazy Monkey said...

Mary-Kate makes a great affect. You should use Elmo the monster to make it funny also.

4:47 PM  

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