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 Posted: Fri Feb 03, 2006 3:57 am
[ Scenario this Day! ]
+ There's a time for action, and there's definitely time for silly scenarios! +
.oO0-----~~~~~-----0Oo.
Yes, another ridiculous thread by your's truly. You may pelt me later, my fellow guildmates. Alright, so what is exactly this whole 'Scenario' thread, anyway?
It's a 'game' (if you could call it that) on one of my old boards 3nodding Users post a hillarious scenario about their favorite member/character, it can be about anything really. Here's an example (so you can get the gist of it):
Quote: Scenario: Bri and Rog finally get Deaky to tourDeaky: *sitting home, drinking tea, doing boring stuff* Doorbell: *rings* Deaky: La la la~ Time to get the door~ *opens it* Eeeeeeeee! Brian/Rog: HI! Deaky: Wha- what do you want? *cowers* Rog: You need to come tour with us. Deaky: N-no... Rog: O rly?!!11! Brian: Huzzah! *thrusts RP in face* I'll send it to the press, Deaky. And cut everyone but you and that Ean girl out of it. Deaks: I don't know what your talking about. Brian: *turns on computer and sees Ean fanart plastered onto desktop* You know very well what I'm talking about! Deaky: NOOOOOOO! It's... it's not mine! It's er.... Veronica's! No, wait! Joshua's! Ack! It's just not mine! Brian: Which is why I'm logged in under your name. ^__^ Deaky: Poo... Tour: *boots Paul, has Rog on lead, Rufus subbing on drums, Brian doing Brian stuff like making music and saving fish, and Deaky swaying on bass*
Above scenario is (c) Popo-Licious
>w< Have fun! Remember to try and keep it PG-13 (and if it goes over, try subtle hints instead xd )
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2006 8:58 pm
Scenario: Freddie's Back... (actually a dream I had one night after eating way too much candy. xD)
It was a regular, boring day. Little did I know, it was to become a day unlike any other, a day I would never forget. The cheerful chime of our doorbell reached my ears, but I ignored it. I was preoccupied with expanding my knowledge of Queen.
Kimmy (my 11-year-old sister): Doorbell.
Me: Will you get it, I'm busy here.
She grumbled quietly. I heard the door open, and a few moments later she's in my room.
K: It's some weirdo guy. Says his car broke down.
M: He's probably a *****. Tell him we can't talk to strangers.
K: I dunno, Georgia, he seems like he's telling the truth. He's not suspicious. Just odd. Like he stepped out of a time machine, or something.
I got up, deciding to humor her. But I brought our metal baseball bat with me. Just in case. I glanced at the man, who was dressed in a unique yellow jacket and...
Man: Hi, look, I really don't want to bother you, but my Rolls Royce just broke down in middle of the ********-- sorry, langauge-- road and I was wondering if I could make a phone call? (glances warily at the bat)
M: (goggles) [It was him. Freddie Mercury. Was it possible? He'd been dead for over 14 years, and here he was, on my doorstep, as he'd just walked out of Wimbley Stadium and strolled into my neighborhood.] Oh my God... OMFG, YOU'RE FREDDIE MERCURY!
Freddie: Yes, darling. (laughs, then vanishes)
M: Hey! Wait! I didn't even get to touch you...
K: What...? (looks at me strangely)
[I woke up after that... xD IRL, I'd probably go berseck and have a seizure if any member of Queen walked into my house.]
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Posted: Fri Jun 09, 2006 8:28 pm
Memai's RP Apology Letters Edit" Memai? Any chance you have mine? I think I deleted them... sweatdrop Apology letter to Malachi Dear Malachi A.U Edwards,
First and foremost, yes, I have read your many hate emails you send me everyday. They end up in the spam folder most of the time, anyway.
Moving on, I'd like to apologise for making you into a rich, snobby brat, then a helpless, skinny geek. And finally, for making you the laughing stock of the Thatcher Academy. No one deserves to go through all that s**t.
I'm also sincerely sorry for pairing you up with Ean, the 'emo', and making her your loving wife (who by the way, bore you two beautiful children). I also like to apologise for making you end up on 'the bottom' 99.99% of the time. I thought it was funny at first, then I realised that men don't like their testoterones being taken out completely. I'm also sorry, that I made you hire a maid that was deranged and obsessed with getting down your pants. Seriously, I thought Karen was a good thing, y'know?
I'm sorry and I hope we can start anew. I'm in the process of writing a new story, and maybe I can cast you as a manly hero this time around.
Bless you and your family.
Love and kisses,
Memai Shirosaki And one for Ean too... Apology letter to Ean Dear Ean Eldeweiss Undersn,
I'm so very sorry for making you the cast of my many horrendous comics, stories and such. I understand it's tiring work, but you're a terrific character.
I'm sorry for making you live with a deranged Demon Hunter in "Guilty Lament" and that you had to be referred to as "that b***h" all the time. And I understand that "reckless fire" is a rather cheesy title/label, but Harlequin won't have it any other way. He's gorgeous, y'know?
I'm also sorry I made you bear terrible, unstable, apocolyptic fire-based powers. I know it's not fair that you have these awesome powers but you can't use them without risking your life. It's only fair.
I apologise for casting you so many times in 'Bohemian Rhapsody'. The fans wanted sequels and they wanted more of you! So it's not all bad right? I'm sorry you had to end up with a filthy rich, young, Deaky-ish, geek when you could've been with the REAL John Deacon. But you must understand, even if you successfully make babies with him, all his other children would go unborn. And that won't be fair, right?
I'm also sorry that I had to make you deliver TWINS, of all things. And that they left nasty stretch marks. Malachi told me they were getting better, so there's much to look forward to. Plus your children are beautiful, so there's something to be thankful for. And on the subject of Malachi, I'm sorry he had to be so dull, and I do admit, Deaky knew how to party at least. You may slap me hard when I get to the office tomorrow. I understand what it's like to be someone totally, and utterly boring.
Have a Merry Christmas with the family.
Love and kisses,
Memai Shirosaki
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Posted: Fri Jun 09, 2006 8:52 pm
[ Message temporarily off-line ]
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Posted: Thu Jun 22, 2006 11:31 am
"I Can't Cook,
I'm Not A Very Good HouseWife..."Scenario - Brians Red Special Goes Missing -Legasp-
Brian- -Frantically Running Around, Turning Over Objects- Where Is It?! Wheres It Gone?!
Freddie - Where Has What Gone Dear?
Brian - My Guitar! My Guitar Is Missing!
Freddie - Oh Dear....
Roger - -Walks into Room- What's Going On?
Brian -Still Turning Objects Over, Then Running Over To Roger-
My Guitar! My Guitar Has Gone Missing! Have You Seen It?!
Roger - ninja No, No, I Havn't Seen Your Guitar....
Brian - -Turns His Back, Still Searching For His Guiatar-
Roger - -Giggles, Trying Not To Burst Out Laughing As He Turns Around, Doubled Over In Silant Laughter-
Freddie - Roger, Are You Alright?
Roger - -Still Trying Not To Laugh- Yes, I'm Fine.
John - -Walks Behind Couch- -Trips- AH! gonk -Falls On Face-
What is This?! -Holds Up Brians Guitar Case-
Brian - My Guitar! -Runs over To John, Taking Guitar And Case From Him- -Clings-
Roger - -Bursts Out Laughing- HaHaHa!
Brian - -Looking Over To Roger- Whats So Fun... surprised mad You Dirty Little -Censored-!
Roger - eek o.O Gotta Go....-Runs Off-
Brian - Come Back Here You -Censored-! scream -Runs After Roger-
Freddie & John - o.O -Looks At Each Other- Erm.... "I'm Just a Musical Prostitute My Dear"
-Freddie Mercury
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Posted: Sun Nov 26, 2006 8:56 am
Memai Shirosaki Yep ^w^ Oh, Roger... Dear R. Taylor,
On behalf of the Thatcher Academy of Pomp (TAP), Division P. F. Y. L. (DPFYL) would like to thank you personally for your great patience and astounding lack of grievances throughout the course of one Bohemian Rhapsody (BRRP).
It is with you, where DPFYL rests it's trust in the belief that well-bred, stereotypical male leads exists. Without your earnest participation in our project, as one Celia Evington's betrothed, DPFYL as a sector would not be in commission.
However we do want to now take the time to address a very unpleasant situation involving the police. DPFYL is currently under investigation on alleged charges that we encouraged you�re wooing of, and having sex with, a minor. We told them, of course, that this simply is not true and that our Epitome of Chaste (One Roger Taylor) was, and still is, aware that such actions would not be, and still are not, tolerated in regards to common social codes and general political correctness. Please bear with us as we attempt to clear your name from this terrible spew of accusations. After all, you wouldn't do that now, would you?
Perusing another serious mater, we would like to present to you a very courteous warning that during the course of BRRP, you came dangerously close to breaching your contract, under Section XVII, Paragraph 12, Lines 5-6, which clearly state:I will not become an over-bearing male figure over the partner of my choice during [BBRP]. Part III shows clear evidence of you trying to veer "the partner of [your] choice" into a potentially dangerous and dominate situation. This involved one (1) minor traffic accident in which you were the driver, one (1) unpaid use of public services in the form of a hotel, one (1) dismissed charge of breaking and entering a home under false accusations of a misinformed bystander, and one (1) count of making a possibly violent move in which you roughly grab one Celia Evington by the shoulders. We are in the process of removing these violations from your record, and will outline them via the signing of Contract 4, in lieu of Part IV.
You also breached Section XVII, Paragraph 12, Line 7-15, which clearly state:I will not fall into bouts of extreme sadness or depression, which includes but is not limited to:
Human tears exceeding 2.5/81 Gal. per page.
Having more than six (6) moments of inner monologues in three (3) pages.
Referencing other times that depict explicitly cute moments of happiness with the intent to cheer yourself, or another, up. DPFYL will continue to overlook these minor offenses, under the condition that these breaches were made in pure ignorance over the intent of your contract. The crimes will be further examined, and properly instated into your next contract, which we look forward to having you signed to.
Sincerely,
TAP, DPFYL Oh my gosh. xd I forgot all about this and I must brag: I think this is quite brilliant. rofl *Gets carted away* Oh, that DPFYL... heart
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Posted: Wed Apr 18, 2007 11:47 pm
As i worked on yet another marker picture, this one of King Louis XIV's court, there was a knock at the door.
"Who is it?" i said.
No answer.
"Who is it?"
There's no answer.
"Who is it?!?"
They're not saying anything, so I get up and open the door. And, wouldn't you know it, there's John Deacon!
With a stack of my pictures. oh s**t crap.
He looked at me sadly. "Why? Why? Why not Freddie? He'd like it! Why must you always, always, always do this?"
i was stunned. What was i to say? But i didn't get the chance. He continued.
"I'm fine with you allowing Freddie to Freddify Shakespeare, and I kind of like seeing Roger killed off in every parody you do, and I really enjoy watching Brian's brain hurt so much, but what is up with you putting me in a dress? Do you realize what that does? I like to be taken seriously, thank you! Mr. Astrophysics doesn't need the help, Freddie doesn't know the meaning of serious, and Roger's too distracted by three-minute eggs to do a damn thing, but I LIKE TO BE TAKEN SERIOUSLY!"
i fished for an answer, but nothing came. And then he saw what i was drawing.
"Is that... that is..."
Apparently he doesn't like Marie Antoinette.
i get out of intensive care next week.
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2007 9:27 am
Scaramouche Fandango As i worked on yet another marker picture, this one of King Louis XIV's court, there was a knock at the door. "Who is it?" i said. No answer. "Who is it?" There's no answer. "Who is it?!?" They're not saying anything, so I get up and open the door. And, wouldn't you know it, there's John Deacon! With a stack of my pictures. oh s**t crap.He looked at me sadly. "Why? Why? Why not Freddie? He'd like it! Why must you always, always, always do this?" i was stunned. What was i to say? But i didn't get the chance. He continued. "I'm fine with you allowing Freddie to Freddify Shakespeare, and I kind of like seeing Roger killed off in every parody you do, and I really enjoy watching Brian's brain hurt so much, but what is up with you putting me in a dress? Do you realize what that does? I like to be taken seriously, thank you! Mr. Astrophysics doesn't need the help, Freddie doesn't know the meaning of serious, and Roger's too distracted by three-minute eggs to do a damn thing, but I LIKE TO BE TAKEN SERIOUSLY!" i fished for an answer, but nothing came. And then he saw what i was drawing. "Is that... that is..." Apparently he doesn't like Marie Antoinette. i get out of intensive care next week.
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Fairy Feller Fancy Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2007 2:44 pm
Scaramouche Fandango As i worked on yet another marker picture, this one of King Louis XIV's court, there was a knock at the door. "Who is it?" i said. No answer. "Who is it?" There's no answer. "Who is it?!?" They're not saying anything, so I get up and open the door. And, wouldn't you know it, there's John Deacon! With a stack of my pictures. oh s**t crap.He looked at me sadly. "Why? Why? Why not Freddie? He'd like it! Why must you always, always, always do this?" i was stunned. What was i to say? But i didn't get the chance. He continued. "I'm fine with you allowing Freddie to Freddify Shakespeare, and I kind of like seeing Roger killed off in every parody you do, and I really enjoy watching Brian's brain hurt so much, but what is up with you putting me in a dress? Do you realize what that does? I like to be taken seriously, thank you! Mr. Astrophysics doesn't need the help, Freddie doesn't know the meaning of serious, and Roger's too distracted by three-minute eggs to do a damn thing, but I LIKE TO BE TAKEN SERIOUSLY!" i fished for an answer, but nothing came. And then he saw what i was drawing. "Is that... that is..." Apparently he doesn't like Marie Antoinette. i get out of intensive care next week. You're silly-- in a good way. rofl It's nice to see this thread revived!
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2007 4:13 pm
Thanks! i haven't posted any of those pictures, though... most of them aren't good enough, but i might actually put up the one of Brian as Marie Antoinette.
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Fairy Feller Fancy Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2007 10:02 pm
If you don't mind, I'd love to draw John as Marie Antoinette. xd Or at least try... I've got this great idea in my mind.
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2007 10:22 pm
Go ahead... i'm sure my version of him isn't as good as yours will be. biggrin
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Fairy Feller Fancy Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2007 10:31 pm
Scaramouche Fandango Go ahead... i'm sure my version of him isn't as good as yours will be. biggrin
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