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 Posted: Sat Apr 22, 2006 3:36 pm
The lights from over head stream down onto the stage as another exciting installment of Pheobe's show starts to air. She walks out onto the stage and waves to the audience before standing in the center to make her opening monologue.
To the audience: Hello! And welcome to today's show! We have a very special guest today. You've all heard his music, and now here is is, promoting his new tour, the man himself! The Well Hungarian!
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Posted: Sat Apr 22, 2006 3:39 pm
*walks out onto the stage, kissing Pheobe on the cheek before sitting down*
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Posted: Sat Apr 22, 2006 3:40 pm
*sits down behind her desk*
To TWH: It is certainly a pleasure to have you here. So, how has life been treating you lately? I hear you are getting married?
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Posted: Sat Apr 22, 2006 3:41 pm
To Pheobe: Well, it seems that the rumor mill has been working in overdrive. But no, I have no plans to get married any time soon. I'm not even seeing anyone right now.
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Posted: Sat Apr 22, 2006 3:45 pm
To the audience: You hear that, ladies! He's still single!
*the usual hooting and hollering from horny middle-aged women is heard*
To TWH: So, what have you been up to?
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Posted: Sat Apr 22, 2006 3:47 pm
To Pheobe: Well, all of my time lately has been devoted to the new tour and other business.
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Posted: Sat Apr 22, 2006 3:48 pm
To TWH: Ooooh, what "other business"?
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Posted: Sat Apr 22, 2006 3:52 pm
To Pheobe: My business is my own.
*starts to get up from the chair*
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Posted: Sat Apr 22, 2006 3:55 pm
*starts to panic and sstands up as well*
To TWH, whispering: What are you doing? We are in the middle of the interview!
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Posted: Sat Apr 22, 2006 3:57 pm
*turns and looks to Pheobe and smirks*
To Pheobe: If you say so.
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Posted: Sat Apr 22, 2006 3:59 pm
*a little confused*
To TWH: What?
The lights flicker and go out. When they come back on, the cameras are still rolling and Orlando is centerstage. Pheobe and The Well Hungarian are still standing, behind him. The audience is in shock.
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Posted: Sat Apr 22, 2006 4:02 pm
*holds a gun in his right hand*
To the audience: I'm no sure if any of you know me, but I am in need of your attention.
*The Well Hungarian sees his gun and manages to slip behind stage*
To Pheobe: I do hope you don't mind me interrupting your show.
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Posted: Sat Apr 22, 2006 4:04 pm
*stares at Orlando, trying to come up with a plan on what she should do*
Calls out: Someone, get security!
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Posted: Sat Apr 22, 2006 4:07 pm
Shouts at Pheobe: Don't interrupt me, you b***h!
*raises his gun and fires at her, hitting her in the shoulder, which sends her to the floor behind her desk*
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Posted: Sat Apr 22, 2006 4:10 pm
*his eyes grow wide at the sight of Orlando, confusion being replaced by anger, anger by rage*
To Orlando: You. YOU. YOU'RE THE SONUVA b***h THAT OFFED MOCHA!
*jumps to his feet, nearly tripping on the seat in front of him*
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