Post by Talon on Aug 26, 2008 19:09:51 GMT -5
*A circular, talk-show-like stage is seen, with three chairs set up; two on the left side and one on the other. A city at night is seen in background windows. A microphone is laying in each seat. Talon walks out in what appears to be a suit and turns to the audience.*
Talon: Good day, ladies and gentlemen. This is the ELL Talkshow, where I, Talon, will interview my main charries for your amusement! Hell, if this goes well, we may have more!
Audience: *cheers and an occasional boo*
Talon: Security! Remove the rabble-rousers!
Alt Eisen: *grabs several of those who booed and throws through nearby door*
Talon: Okay, now that that’s out of the way, who’s ready for our first guest?
Audience: *approving cheers*
Talon: Okay! Here he is, everyone’s favorite psychopathic dragonkin! SHIVE! Get your ass out here!
Shive: *stumbles on to set, looking confused* Where am I?!
Talon: You’re on a talk-show. Just answer some questions and don’t be stupid. Now sit in the seat and stop being stupid!
Shive: *darts to seat, hands folded on lap*
Talon: Good ‘tard. Now, Shive, which of all of your previous incarnations do you like best?
Shive: *goes wall-eyed for a moment* Well… lessee… the Death Knight one looked awesome, my Bankai was kickass, my Archon form was pretty decent… but I probably like my War Mage/Primordial self. *innocent grin* He functions the best in combat. And he’s pointy!
Talon: That’s good! I made him so I’d stop being bored with having you in the game.
Shive: *teary-eyed* I’m not boring… am I?
Talon: Yes… you are. *smirk* And I’m not afraid to admit it to your face. I could just have easily killed you off, but several people disliked the idea. So, I had to overhaul you. You’re the guinea pig of my characters.
Shive: *strangled sob*
Talon: Shut up. Now, second question! Who, in ELL, would you consider your best friend? You’ve met a lot of people, so surely someone stands out amongst them.
Shive: *pushes fingers together* …do friends with benefits count?
Talon: …no. No they don’t.
Shive: damn. Well then, uh… I’m… not sure who would fall under that category. Vazaad was my first friend, and he’s be a good one at that, so I’d have to say he is.
Talon: Interesting. I’m sure you just hurt several people close to you.
Shive: *puts face in hands and sobs* Why are doing this?!
Talon: The masses demanded it. Third question! What three things about ELL do you like most?
Shive: *counts on fingers* Well… most of the locals are friendly, which is new to me; There’s a lot of chaos here, so I’m rarely bored; but the main plus would have to be the food.
Talon: …the food?
Shive: *stands on chair* Yes, the food! Never have I had such cuisine! It’s fan-bloody-tastic! I never thought I’d see so many ways to cook meat!
Talon: …is this about the time Cameron gave you KFC?
Shive: Yes. It was excellent. *blank stare*
Talon: …*rubs eyes* Just a few more questions, and he leaves. Good. *clears throat* Okay, fourth question: Where do you think your relationship is going? Obviously you don’t see Myrr much, and how does that affect you?
Shive: *slow blink* ….
Talon: …well?
Shive: Honestly, I have no idea. I’m surprised she still likes me, what with all the stupid things I’ve done… *twiddles thumbs* but I’m glad she does. Honestly, I would like to see her more, but with the constant… you know, fight for survival at Nightshade, it’s really hard to-
Talon: Boring! Last question, then you can go: If you could change one thing that never happened in your time there, what would it be?
Shive: *holding bucket of KFC* That’s a tough one… huh. Um… I’d have to say the part where I went nuts and decided to sell my soul to Orcus so he’d make sure my brother didn’t revive. I hurt a lot of people doing that, and well… being undead SUCKED.
Talon: *blinks* Where’d you get that? *points to KFC bucket*
Shive: *bucket is gone* Get what?
Talon: *eye twitch* Just get out. Now.
Shive: *stands up, bows to audience*
Talon: *dropkicks Shive off stage* I said LEAVE!
Shive: *screams as he flies through air, landing off-screen with an audible crash*
Talon: *dusts self off* Well, that was a horrid ordeal. Next guest happens to be my personal favorite! Let’s all say hi to O’Malley!
O’Malley: *suddenly in seat*
Talon: *jumps in surprise*
O’Malley: I got a phone call that told me to come here. Why, in the world, would you feel the need to question me? *tents fingers*
Talon: *loosens collar* Well, uh, in order for this to be a good talkshow, I felt it necessary to use all of my good characters. Since you’re my favorite character-
Shive: *heard weeping off-stage*
Talon: -you were a natural choice.
O’Malley: *shrugs* Alright, ask your questions then.
Talon: Ah, okay. First question! What do you like to do in your free time?
O’Malley: Heh. Well, if it isn’t obvious, I enjoy a lot of music (a wide array of it too), I help out around Fort Machinima, constantly upgrading its systems and defenses, and occasionally doing some odd-job experiments for clients of mine.
Talon: Clients?
O’Malley: Hey, I need someway to pay for all the parts I buy. And that’s a LOT of parts, in case you haven’t noticed. Anyway, back to the answer. I do a bit of online gaming, just to show you FILTHY MEATSACKS across the globe how it’s done. Oh, and I join anime forums to flame/troll the various fans. Just to piss them off.
Talon: Wow… sounds like you lead eventful days. *anime sweat drop*
O’Malley: Did I mention I’m a master of creating computer viruses? *cord is seen hanging off back of neck*
Talon: *following cord with eyes, which then widen* NOO-
*screen goes fuzzy, then replaced by animated Flash cartoon of Alt doing the Carameldansen, obviously annoyed*
*screen comes back online*
Talon: *slumped over armrest, foaming at mouth* That… was horrible…
O’Malley: And I’ve got more. *mental smirk*
Talon: *shudders* Next question! You seem like a very unstable person-
O’Malley: *shoulder-weapons slide forward, aimed at Talon*
Talon: *flinches* Ack! W-what I meant to say was, you seem to always shift personalities, more so than Shive (no offense). One time you can be helping someone rebuild their house, and the next you could be burning it down. Any reasoning to this?
O’Malley: *quiet chuckle* I believe the phrase ‘chaotic neutral’ would best define me. True, I seem to want to help someone, then kill them. It just depends on who you are, the situation, and my attitude.
Talon: So… you… have violent mood swings?
O’Malley: A crude way to put it, but sure, why not?
Talon: *glances off to side* Right… next question! How do you feel about most of the ‘good’ characters around here?
O’Malley: *playing Solitaire on built-in wrist screen* I’d say they’re indeed good folk, but some of them can get rather tiresome with their constant ‘everyone deserves a second chance, I trust you because I’m like that, some people aren’t that bad, you just want to kill me because you’re in a bad mood’ , blah blah blah. In other words- *leans forward and stares at camera* Talk to me less, and I’ll like you better.
Talon: Heh. I’m sure they think you’re a decent guy.
O’Malley: HAH! I’m an asshole, ‘nuff said.
Talon: *rearranges cards* Whatever… next query! You yourself said you like music, so… what’s your favorite song, and why?
O’Malley: *pause* Uh… *drums claws on armrest* Well… *stares off to side, mutters something*
Talon: Speak up; can’t hear ya.
O’Malley: …
Talon: It’s Tin-Can Hit Man, isn’t it?
O’Malley: No… but it’s up there…
Talon: Then what is it?!
O’Malley: … ‘The Bad Touch’ by Bloodhound Gang…
Talon: … … … really?
O’Malley: *nods, staring at floor*
Talon: Hmm. Well, I like the song too, and I’m not one to judge other’s taste of music. Eh. Last question! Would you consider Lora a good friend? How close of one?
O’Malley: *leans back, blinks* The meaning of this question is beyond me, but… I’d consider her a close friend. Hell, I saved her life multiple times, and she helped save mine…. Technically.
Talon: *smirks* Whatever you say. Alright O’Malley, thanks for your time!
O’Malley: *mutters something, then walks off-stage*
Talon: He scares me. Anyhow, our next guest is another of my favorites, and needs to be played a bit more. Welcome Nightshade’s residential lycanthrope, Lora!
Lora: *drops down from ceiling into chair* Where am I?!
Talon: A talkshow. Now if you’d just answer a few quest-
Lora: *brightens* A talkshow?
Talon: …yes, a talkshow. Now if you’d just-
Lora: Oh! I’ve never been on a talkshow! Cool!
Talon: *irritated* Yeah. First question: Does it bother you that you’re the least-played of my characters, and the only female?
Lora: *breaks off armrests* A bit. Why?
Talon: Well… as much as I don’t want you to feel left out, it’s a sad truth… sorry… *rubs back of head*
Lora: Aw… that’s nice to hear. Well, just play me more, and I‘ll forget it. Kay?! *claws form*
Talon: Yeah… *stares at floor* you need to get out more. Next question: With all of your recent training, do you think you can stand a better chance against some of the less-than-friendly residents here?
Lora: I better… I worked my ass off! Do you know how many times I was shot before I managed to get my damn regeneration?!
Talon: I don’t-
Lora: I pulled twenty-four bullets out of my torso after the first three days! My lungs were on the verge of breakdown! I almost went f*cking blind! I BETTER BE ABLE TO KICK SOME ASS AFTER ALL THAT! *eyes dilate*
Talon: *winces* Uh... yeah. Let’s hope so. Next question: I heard you liked someone here at one time, but they were taken. Who was it?
Lora: *reddens* I’m not going to answer that! I mean, no one! *crosses arms*
Talon: Okay… do you like someone now?
Lora: *flush deepens* No, I don’t! Stop asking about my relationships!
Talon: Oh please, I’ve seen how lonely you get at night. You’re all huddled into a ball and-
Lora: *pelts Talon in face with brick* Creep…
Talon: *mutters something, wiping away blood* Ow. Where do you live in Nightshade?
Lora: *scratches head* Uh… I have an apartment somewhere downtown, but it’s been a while since I last went there… I’m sure the rent is going to be overdue soon. I could really use that bed too… *cracks back* I haven’t slept anywhere decent for a few weeks… the ground, a good bed does not make.
Talon: Maybe you should head back after this…?
Lora: *rubs eyes* Yeah, sounds good.
Talon: Well, you have one question left: Where’s your favorite spot here?
Lora: Why the forest, of course! I feel the most at-home there, and I happen to know a pack of wolves there who treat me like I was one of them! *giggle* Those pups are so cute…
Talon: *places sunglasses on* Alright, you’re free to go. Next is the last of my good characters, and one who’s rather important to me. Garrett, dude, time to go!
Garrett: *walks out on stage, arms flailing in the air* Yeah?
Talon: I assume you got the phone call?
Garrett: *nods* Yeah, but the reception in the Abandoned District sucks…
Talon: Yes. Yes it does. Alright, since you know why you’re here, I’ll-
Garrett: *staring intently at Talon*
Talon: … what?
Garrett: We… look a LOT alike…
Talon: I suppose so... *glances from side to side* Alright, first question! What was your first reaction to the Guyver unit?
Garrett: *clears throat* “AAAAAAH WHAT THE HELL IS THIS THING?!?!? GET IT THE F*CK OFF OF ME!!! AAAAAH!!! IT‘S BURROWING UNDER MY SKIN!!!” Something close to that.
Talon: Disturbing… next question! Do you think you can make a difference here? Do you think your presence here will make any sort of impact on the other members?
Garrett: *sighs, bows head* I’d like to say so, but… I highly doubt it. I’m still a newbie here, and have yet to do anything of any great importance. Hell, I’ve died already!
Talon: Anything you think you can do to fix this?
Garrett: *scratches head* um… kill things? Lots of things?
Talon: Seems that’s how everyone else does it. Heh. Next question! Think you’ll find anyone for you here?
Garrett: …*snicker* No… I’m too normal for anyone that’d even THINK of showing up here… despite the whole ‘bio-boosted’ thing…
Talon: A depressing, but truthful way to look at it. But hey, if Kisara likes Sol, then why can’t you get someone?
Garrett: …*points to bio-boost organisms under back*
Talon: Stop stealing my pessimism. Next question! What’s your favorite quote?
Garrett: I got a few… um… but I’d have to go with your random quote, ‘The bee. The bee will save us.’ It’s just so goddamn random it works in any situation. Where’d you get that, anyway?
Talon: *smirks* Has to do something with Shive. Don’t trust him with items that summon things. Especially mindless things that do whatever he tells them to.
Garrett: …huh?
Talon: Next question! Respond with the first thing that comes to mind- Taco.
Garrett: Iguana.
Talon: DSL?
Garrett: Soft-serve.
Talon: Raccoon.
Garrett: Silicon.
Talon: And… gaseous.
Garrett: *leans to side* Safety.
Talon: *face palm* Okay… next question: If you could swap places with anyone else here, who would it be, and why?
Garrett: *scratches light beard* I’d have to say… probably GaoGaiGar.
Talon: … an unexpected answer…
Garrett: Good-god man! Have you not seen that thing in action! Coolest mecha design I’ve ever seen, he’s got some kickass attacks, and the best f*cking finisher ever! *shakes fists*
Talon: Ah… kay… last question: As we all know, Shive is the most tortured out of all my characters. If he’s so used to the deaths of his loved ones and being hurled into death himself many an occasion, why can’t you?
Garrett: Because that freak’s used to it! I’m still new at this crap! I mean, f*ck! When was the last time YOU saw a goddamn 1-ton beetle with an organic cannon jutting out of its face? Or a golden robot that could pull a virtual Kamehameha? Or a 10-foot tall hellspawn cyborg?! Or- *jabs finger at Xenolith in audience* Or one of those?!
Talon: I’m an author. I see those kind of things all the time.
Garrett: That’s not what I meant, and you know it! *grumbles*
Talon: Alright, if you’re just gonna keep whining, you can go.
Garrett: I’m not whining! You’re just being a pr-
Talon: OUT WITH YE!! *pushes button on armrest*
Garrett: *chair rockets out of room with Garrett still on* WTF?!?!?! *gone*
*new chair pops up in previous chair’s spot*
Talon: I love doing that. Alright, you may think it’s over now, right? WELL YOU’RE WRONG! The last segment of the show will involve MY questioning! So now, audience members, ask away! *jumps up and jabs finger at audience*
Mortis: *wearing tuxedo, stands up on hind legs* What’re your favorite hobbies?!
Talon: Aha… *pushes shades up further onto nose* My main hobbies compose of: anime, sci-fi/fantasy (in general!),
cryptozoology/paranormal study, RPG’s, writing, sleeping, and MADNESS! LOTS OF MADNESS!!! *sits down, coughs*
The Bee: *floating above chair, buzzes*
Talon: ‘Kryptonite’ by Three Doors Down; ‘Rectifier’ by Ra; ‘I Hate Everything About You’ by Three Days Grace; ‘Schwarze Sonne’ by E Nomine, ‘Don’t Belong’ by Cold; ‘Tin Can Hit Man’ by Robotronica; ‘Indestructible’ by Disturbed; ‘Haunted’ by Evanescence; ‘Until It Sleeps’ by Metallica; and ‘So Far Away’ by Staind. Not in that order.
Varion: I’ve heard you have a fanboyism for anthro’s, especially foxes. Can you elaborate on this?
Talon: Uhh…. *glances from side to side* I have no idea what you’re talking about…
Varion: What about all the favorites on your DA page?
Talon: LIES! ALL OF IT LIES! *pulls out BFG and begins madly firing into audience*
*screen goes fuzzy*
*screen comes back on, stage slightly scorched with multiple holes in wall behind Talon*
Talon: *straightening tie and picking debris out of hair* Next question?
Artecaex: You seem to be a spazz while at ELL. Are you always as such, or do you just snap at random times?
Talon: *doing back-flips near back of stage* As one of my characters, you should know by now that I’m a spazz almost 24/7! AHAHAHAAA!! *cough* Final question?!
Daedalus: *wearing black-and-red suit* When you first came out with ELL/the original RPG at Kaiju Galaxy, how did you come up with this… hodgepodge of a concept?
Talon: *clasps hands together* Ah… well, originally I came up with the concept after wanting to have my own RPG, and I had basically taken bits and pieces from hundreds of other concepts, such as various anime, other RPG’s, video games, etc. But as it develops, I feel it begins to become a bit of something of its own, completely random and unique, almost like the tabletop RPG Rifts. Come to think of it… this is a lot like that game…. *scratches chin* Well anyway, we have one more event before this show comes to a close. How do we close up such a… ‘colorful’ piece of random crap? WITH A BAND PERFORMANCE! Please help me welcome O’Malley’s self-made band… *reads cue-card* …of for the love of- *rubs eyes* O’Malley, I’m torn between applauding you for your clever choice, and hitting you for the horrid pun.
O’Malley: *heard behind curtain* Just intro us in already.
Talon: *sigh* Please give a warm welcome to Corporate Machine!
*curtains pull back, showing O’Malley on guitar with microphone, Grimlock on drums, a battle droid on base guitar, and Alt on another base guitar, with microphone*
Guitars: *starts playing guitar in light, upbeat tone*
Alt: *starts jamming into a heavier tone*
Grimlock *starts a hard, steady beat*
O’Malley: *grabs mic while still playing and starts singing*
I'm still afraid of ghosts that can see me,
They know my thoughts, they read my mind!
Beside myself, I judge my condition-
I close my eyes, but can't go blind!
I'm feelin’ all the heat, all the chaos,
It's got-ten underneath my skin!
So far to go, to reach absolution
My sanity, my soul runs thin~!
All: *beat rises*
O’Malley: Wh~yyy, don't you~ care?
Do~on't, don't you dare-
*beat stops for a moment, then blasts into a fast, strong beat*
O’Malley: Rectifier! How's the world supp~osed to be?
Rectifier! Take my hand and rescue me!
Alt , Droid & O’Malley: *beat slows down a bit*
O’Malley: I fell in love, I made that decision,
On broken hearts, I cut myself
Despite the pain, I main-tain my po-si-tion,
And leave good will upon the shelf.
But now I'm stuck- a chain with no linkage,
A vagrant lover, prisoner-
Suspicious goals distort good intentions,
Aggressive action, batterer!
All: *beat rises slightly once more*
O’Malley: Wh~yyy, don't you, ca~are?
Do~on't, don't you- da~are!
*beat stops for a moment, then blasts into a fast, stronger beat again*
O’Malley: Rectifier! How's the world supposed to be?
Rectifier! Take my hand and rescue me!
Rect-i-fi-er! How's the world supposed to be?
Rectifier! Take my hand and set me free~ee!
All: *goes into slow, steady beat before rising after about fifteen seconds, which continues for another fifteen*
O’Malley & Alt: Wh~yyy, don't you, ca~are?
Do~on't, don't you da~are!
O’Malley: Rectifier! How's the world supposed to be~ee?
Rectifier! Take my hand and rescue me!
Rect-i-fi-er! How's the world supposed to be~ee?
Rectifier! Take my hand and set me free~ee!
Rectif~iiiii~eeer, Rectif~iiiii~eeer~!!!
All: *beat rises and falls in tandem before eventually drifting to a stop with an abrupt guitar screech*
Audience: *erupts into cheers*
Talon: *bounds back out on stage* Thanks everybody!!! Hope ya’ll have a good night!
*lights fade as end music starts playing*
Talon: Good day, ladies and gentlemen. This is the ELL Talkshow, where I, Talon, will interview my main charries for your amusement! Hell, if this goes well, we may have more!
Audience: *cheers and an occasional boo*
Talon: Security! Remove the rabble-rousers!
Alt Eisen: *grabs several of those who booed and throws through nearby door*
Talon: Okay, now that that’s out of the way, who’s ready for our first guest?
Audience: *approving cheers*
Talon: Okay! Here he is, everyone’s favorite psychopathic dragonkin! SHIVE! Get your ass out here!
Shive: *stumbles on to set, looking confused* Where am I?!
Talon: You’re on a talk-show. Just answer some questions and don’t be stupid. Now sit in the seat and stop being stupid!
Shive: *darts to seat, hands folded on lap*
Talon: Good ‘tard. Now, Shive, which of all of your previous incarnations do you like best?
Shive: *goes wall-eyed for a moment* Well… lessee… the Death Knight one looked awesome, my Bankai was kickass, my Archon form was pretty decent… but I probably like my War Mage/Primordial self. *innocent grin* He functions the best in combat. And he’s pointy!
Talon: That’s good! I made him so I’d stop being bored with having you in the game.
Shive: *teary-eyed* I’m not boring… am I?
Talon: Yes… you are. *smirk* And I’m not afraid to admit it to your face. I could just have easily killed you off, but several people disliked the idea. So, I had to overhaul you. You’re the guinea pig of my characters.
Shive: *strangled sob*
Talon: Shut up. Now, second question! Who, in ELL, would you consider your best friend? You’ve met a lot of people, so surely someone stands out amongst them.
Shive: *pushes fingers together* …do friends with benefits count?
Talon: …no. No they don’t.
Shive: damn. Well then, uh… I’m… not sure who would fall under that category. Vazaad was my first friend, and he’s be a good one at that, so I’d have to say he is.
Talon: Interesting. I’m sure you just hurt several people close to you.
Shive: *puts face in hands and sobs* Why are doing this?!
Talon: The masses demanded it. Third question! What three things about ELL do you like most?
Shive: *counts on fingers* Well… most of the locals are friendly, which is new to me; There’s a lot of chaos here, so I’m rarely bored; but the main plus would have to be the food.
Talon: …the food?
Shive: *stands on chair* Yes, the food! Never have I had such cuisine! It’s fan-bloody-tastic! I never thought I’d see so many ways to cook meat!
Talon: …is this about the time Cameron gave you KFC?
Shive: Yes. It was excellent. *blank stare*
Talon: …*rubs eyes* Just a few more questions, and he leaves. Good. *clears throat* Okay, fourth question: Where do you think your relationship is going? Obviously you don’t see Myrr much, and how does that affect you?
Shive: *slow blink* ….
Talon: …well?
Shive: Honestly, I have no idea. I’m surprised she still likes me, what with all the stupid things I’ve done… *twiddles thumbs* but I’m glad she does. Honestly, I would like to see her more, but with the constant… you know, fight for survival at Nightshade, it’s really hard to-
Talon: Boring! Last question, then you can go: If you could change one thing that never happened in your time there, what would it be?
Shive: *holding bucket of KFC* That’s a tough one… huh. Um… I’d have to say the part where I went nuts and decided to sell my soul to Orcus so he’d make sure my brother didn’t revive. I hurt a lot of people doing that, and well… being undead SUCKED.
Talon: *blinks* Where’d you get that? *points to KFC bucket*
Shive: *bucket is gone* Get what?
Talon: *eye twitch* Just get out. Now.
Shive: *stands up, bows to audience*
Talon: *dropkicks Shive off stage* I said LEAVE!
Shive: *screams as he flies through air, landing off-screen with an audible crash*
Talon: *dusts self off* Well, that was a horrid ordeal. Next guest happens to be my personal favorite! Let’s all say hi to O’Malley!
O’Malley: *suddenly in seat*
Talon: *jumps in surprise*
O’Malley: I got a phone call that told me to come here. Why, in the world, would you feel the need to question me? *tents fingers*
Talon: *loosens collar* Well, uh, in order for this to be a good talkshow, I felt it necessary to use all of my good characters. Since you’re my favorite character-
Shive: *heard weeping off-stage*
Talon: -you were a natural choice.
O’Malley: *shrugs* Alright, ask your questions then.
Talon: Ah, okay. First question! What do you like to do in your free time?
O’Malley: Heh. Well, if it isn’t obvious, I enjoy a lot of music (a wide array of it too), I help out around Fort Machinima, constantly upgrading its systems and defenses, and occasionally doing some odd-job experiments for clients of mine.
Talon: Clients?
O’Malley: Hey, I need someway to pay for all the parts I buy. And that’s a LOT of parts, in case you haven’t noticed. Anyway, back to the answer. I do a bit of online gaming, just to show you FILTHY MEATSACKS across the globe how it’s done. Oh, and I join anime forums to flame/troll the various fans. Just to piss them off.
Talon: Wow… sounds like you lead eventful days. *anime sweat drop*
O’Malley: Did I mention I’m a master of creating computer viruses? *cord is seen hanging off back of neck*
Talon: *following cord with eyes, which then widen* NOO-
*screen goes fuzzy, then replaced by animated Flash cartoon of Alt doing the Carameldansen, obviously annoyed*
*screen comes back online*
Talon: *slumped over armrest, foaming at mouth* That… was horrible…
O’Malley: And I’ve got more. *mental smirk*
Talon: *shudders* Next question! You seem like a very unstable person-
O’Malley: *shoulder-weapons slide forward, aimed at Talon*
Talon: *flinches* Ack! W-what I meant to say was, you seem to always shift personalities, more so than Shive (no offense). One time you can be helping someone rebuild their house, and the next you could be burning it down. Any reasoning to this?
O’Malley: *quiet chuckle* I believe the phrase ‘chaotic neutral’ would best define me. True, I seem to want to help someone, then kill them. It just depends on who you are, the situation, and my attitude.
Talon: So… you… have violent mood swings?
O’Malley: A crude way to put it, but sure, why not?
Talon: *glances off to side* Right… next question! How do you feel about most of the ‘good’ characters around here?
O’Malley: *playing Solitaire on built-in wrist screen* I’d say they’re indeed good folk, but some of them can get rather tiresome with their constant ‘everyone deserves a second chance, I trust you because I’m like that, some people aren’t that bad, you just want to kill me because you’re in a bad mood’ , blah blah blah. In other words- *leans forward and stares at camera* Talk to me less, and I’ll like you better.
Talon: Heh. I’m sure they think you’re a decent guy.
O’Malley: HAH! I’m an asshole, ‘nuff said.
Talon: *rearranges cards* Whatever… next query! You yourself said you like music, so… what’s your favorite song, and why?
O’Malley: *pause* Uh… *drums claws on armrest* Well… *stares off to side, mutters something*
Talon: Speak up; can’t hear ya.
O’Malley: …
Talon: It’s Tin-Can Hit Man, isn’t it?
O’Malley: No… but it’s up there…
Talon: Then what is it?!
O’Malley: … ‘The Bad Touch’ by Bloodhound Gang…
Talon: … … … really?
O’Malley: *nods, staring at floor*
Talon: Hmm. Well, I like the song too, and I’m not one to judge other’s taste of music. Eh. Last question! Would you consider Lora a good friend? How close of one?
O’Malley: *leans back, blinks* The meaning of this question is beyond me, but… I’d consider her a close friend. Hell, I saved her life multiple times, and she helped save mine…. Technically.
Talon: *smirks* Whatever you say. Alright O’Malley, thanks for your time!
O’Malley: *mutters something, then walks off-stage*
Talon: He scares me. Anyhow, our next guest is another of my favorites, and needs to be played a bit more. Welcome Nightshade’s residential lycanthrope, Lora!
Lora: *drops down from ceiling into chair* Where am I?!
Talon: A talkshow. Now if you’d just answer a few quest-
Lora: *brightens* A talkshow?
Talon: …yes, a talkshow. Now if you’d just-
Lora: Oh! I’ve never been on a talkshow! Cool!
Talon: *irritated* Yeah. First question: Does it bother you that you’re the least-played of my characters, and the only female?
Lora: *breaks off armrests* A bit. Why?
Talon: Well… as much as I don’t want you to feel left out, it’s a sad truth… sorry… *rubs back of head*
Lora: Aw… that’s nice to hear. Well, just play me more, and I‘ll forget it. Kay?! *claws form*
Talon: Yeah… *stares at floor* you need to get out more. Next question: With all of your recent training, do you think you can stand a better chance against some of the less-than-friendly residents here?
Lora: I better… I worked my ass off! Do you know how many times I was shot before I managed to get my damn regeneration?!
Talon: I don’t-
Lora: I pulled twenty-four bullets out of my torso after the first three days! My lungs were on the verge of breakdown! I almost went f*cking blind! I BETTER BE ABLE TO KICK SOME ASS AFTER ALL THAT! *eyes dilate*
Talon: *winces* Uh... yeah. Let’s hope so. Next question: I heard you liked someone here at one time, but they were taken. Who was it?
Lora: *reddens* I’m not going to answer that! I mean, no one! *crosses arms*
Talon: Okay… do you like someone now?
Lora: *flush deepens* No, I don’t! Stop asking about my relationships!
Talon: Oh please, I’ve seen how lonely you get at night. You’re all huddled into a ball and-
Lora: *pelts Talon in face with brick* Creep…
Talon: *mutters something, wiping away blood* Ow. Where do you live in Nightshade?
Lora: *scratches head* Uh… I have an apartment somewhere downtown, but it’s been a while since I last went there… I’m sure the rent is going to be overdue soon. I could really use that bed too… *cracks back* I haven’t slept anywhere decent for a few weeks… the ground, a good bed does not make.
Talon: Maybe you should head back after this…?
Lora: *rubs eyes* Yeah, sounds good.
Talon: Well, you have one question left: Where’s your favorite spot here?
Lora: Why the forest, of course! I feel the most at-home there, and I happen to know a pack of wolves there who treat me like I was one of them! *giggle* Those pups are so cute…
Talon: *places sunglasses on* Alright, you’re free to go. Next is the last of my good characters, and one who’s rather important to me. Garrett, dude, time to go!
Garrett: *walks out on stage, arms flailing in the air* Yeah?
Talon: I assume you got the phone call?
Garrett: *nods* Yeah, but the reception in the Abandoned District sucks…
Talon: Yes. Yes it does. Alright, since you know why you’re here, I’ll-
Garrett: *staring intently at Talon*
Talon: … what?
Garrett: We… look a LOT alike…
Talon: I suppose so... *glances from side to side* Alright, first question! What was your first reaction to the Guyver unit?
Garrett: *clears throat* “AAAAAAH WHAT THE HELL IS THIS THING?!?!? GET IT THE F*CK OFF OF ME!!! AAAAAH!!! IT‘S BURROWING UNDER MY SKIN!!!” Something close to that.
Talon: Disturbing… next question! Do you think you can make a difference here? Do you think your presence here will make any sort of impact on the other members?
Garrett: *sighs, bows head* I’d like to say so, but… I highly doubt it. I’m still a newbie here, and have yet to do anything of any great importance. Hell, I’ve died already!
Talon: Anything you think you can do to fix this?
Garrett: *scratches head* um… kill things? Lots of things?
Talon: Seems that’s how everyone else does it. Heh. Next question! Think you’ll find anyone for you here?
Garrett: …*snicker* No… I’m too normal for anyone that’d even THINK of showing up here… despite the whole ‘bio-boosted’ thing…
Talon: A depressing, but truthful way to look at it. But hey, if Kisara likes Sol, then why can’t you get someone?
Garrett: …*points to bio-boost organisms under back*
Talon: Stop stealing my pessimism. Next question! What’s your favorite quote?
Garrett: I got a few… um… but I’d have to go with your random quote, ‘The bee. The bee will save us.’ It’s just so goddamn random it works in any situation. Where’d you get that, anyway?
Talon: *smirks* Has to do something with Shive. Don’t trust him with items that summon things. Especially mindless things that do whatever he tells them to.
Garrett: …huh?
Talon: Next question! Respond with the first thing that comes to mind- Taco.
Garrett: Iguana.
Talon: DSL?
Garrett: Soft-serve.
Talon: Raccoon.
Garrett: Silicon.
Talon: And… gaseous.
Garrett: *leans to side* Safety.
Talon: *face palm* Okay… next question: If you could swap places with anyone else here, who would it be, and why?
Garrett: *scratches light beard* I’d have to say… probably GaoGaiGar.
Talon: … an unexpected answer…
Garrett: Good-god man! Have you not seen that thing in action! Coolest mecha design I’ve ever seen, he’s got some kickass attacks, and the best f*cking finisher ever! *shakes fists*
Talon: Ah… kay… last question: As we all know, Shive is the most tortured out of all my characters. If he’s so used to the deaths of his loved ones and being hurled into death himself many an occasion, why can’t you?
Garrett: Because that freak’s used to it! I’m still new at this crap! I mean, f*ck! When was the last time YOU saw a goddamn 1-ton beetle with an organic cannon jutting out of its face? Or a golden robot that could pull a virtual Kamehameha? Or a 10-foot tall hellspawn cyborg?! Or- *jabs finger at Xenolith in audience* Or one of those?!
Talon: I’m an author. I see those kind of things all the time.
Garrett: That’s not what I meant, and you know it! *grumbles*
Talon: Alright, if you’re just gonna keep whining, you can go.
Garrett: I’m not whining! You’re just being a pr-
Talon: OUT WITH YE!! *pushes button on armrest*
Garrett: *chair rockets out of room with Garrett still on* WTF?!?!?! *gone*
*new chair pops up in previous chair’s spot*
Talon: I love doing that. Alright, you may think it’s over now, right? WELL YOU’RE WRONG! The last segment of the show will involve MY questioning! So now, audience members, ask away! *jumps up and jabs finger at audience*
Mortis: *wearing tuxedo, stands up on hind legs* What’re your favorite hobbies?!
Talon: Aha… *pushes shades up further onto nose* My main hobbies compose of: anime, sci-fi/fantasy (in general!),
cryptozoology/paranormal study, RPG’s, writing, sleeping, and MADNESS! LOTS OF MADNESS!!! *sits down, coughs*
The Bee: *floating above chair, buzzes*
Talon: ‘Kryptonite’ by Three Doors Down; ‘Rectifier’ by Ra; ‘I Hate Everything About You’ by Three Days Grace; ‘Schwarze Sonne’ by E Nomine, ‘Don’t Belong’ by Cold; ‘Tin Can Hit Man’ by Robotronica; ‘Indestructible’ by Disturbed; ‘Haunted’ by Evanescence; ‘Until It Sleeps’ by Metallica; and ‘So Far Away’ by Staind. Not in that order.
Varion: I’ve heard you have a fanboyism for anthro’s, especially foxes. Can you elaborate on this?
Talon: Uhh…. *glances from side to side* I have no idea what you’re talking about…
Varion: What about all the favorites on your DA page?
Talon: LIES! ALL OF IT LIES! *pulls out BFG and begins madly firing into audience*
*screen goes fuzzy*
*screen comes back on, stage slightly scorched with multiple holes in wall behind Talon*
Talon: *straightening tie and picking debris out of hair* Next question?
Artecaex: You seem to be a spazz while at ELL. Are you always as such, or do you just snap at random times?
Talon: *doing back-flips near back of stage* As one of my characters, you should know by now that I’m a spazz almost 24/7! AHAHAHAAA!! *cough* Final question?!
Daedalus: *wearing black-and-red suit* When you first came out with ELL/the original RPG at Kaiju Galaxy, how did you come up with this… hodgepodge of a concept?
Talon: *clasps hands together* Ah… well, originally I came up with the concept after wanting to have my own RPG, and I had basically taken bits and pieces from hundreds of other concepts, such as various anime, other RPG’s, video games, etc. But as it develops, I feel it begins to become a bit of something of its own, completely random and unique, almost like the tabletop RPG Rifts. Come to think of it… this is a lot like that game…. *scratches chin* Well anyway, we have one more event before this show comes to a close. How do we close up such a… ‘colorful’ piece of random crap? WITH A BAND PERFORMANCE! Please help me welcome O’Malley’s self-made band… *reads cue-card* …of for the love of- *rubs eyes* O’Malley, I’m torn between applauding you for your clever choice, and hitting you for the horrid pun.
O’Malley: *heard behind curtain* Just intro us in already.
Talon: *sigh* Please give a warm welcome to Corporate Machine!
*curtains pull back, showing O’Malley on guitar with microphone, Grimlock on drums, a battle droid on base guitar, and Alt on another base guitar, with microphone*
Guitars: *starts playing guitar in light, upbeat tone*
Alt: *starts jamming into a heavier tone*
Grimlock *starts a hard, steady beat*
O’Malley: *grabs mic while still playing and starts singing*
I'm still afraid of ghosts that can see me,
They know my thoughts, they read my mind!
Beside myself, I judge my condition-
I close my eyes, but can't go blind!
I'm feelin’ all the heat, all the chaos,
It's got-ten underneath my skin!
So far to go, to reach absolution
My sanity, my soul runs thin~!
All: *beat rises*
O’Malley: Wh~yyy, don't you~ care?
Do~on't, don't you dare-
*beat stops for a moment, then blasts into a fast, strong beat*
O’Malley: Rectifier! How's the world supp~osed to be?
Rectifier! Take my hand and rescue me!
Alt , Droid & O’Malley: *beat slows down a bit*
O’Malley: I fell in love, I made that decision,
On broken hearts, I cut myself
Despite the pain, I main-tain my po-si-tion,
And leave good will upon the shelf.
But now I'm stuck- a chain with no linkage,
A vagrant lover, prisoner-
Suspicious goals distort good intentions,
Aggressive action, batterer!
All: *beat rises slightly once more*
O’Malley: Wh~yyy, don't you, ca~are?
Do~on't, don't you- da~are!
*beat stops for a moment, then blasts into a fast, stronger beat again*
O’Malley: Rectifier! How's the world supposed to be?
Rectifier! Take my hand and rescue me!
Rect-i-fi-er! How's the world supposed to be?
Rectifier! Take my hand and set me free~ee!
All: *goes into slow, steady beat before rising after about fifteen seconds, which continues for another fifteen*
O’Malley & Alt: Wh~yyy, don't you, ca~are?
Do~on't, don't you da~are!
O’Malley: Rectifier! How's the world supposed to be~ee?
Rectifier! Take my hand and rescue me!
Rect-i-fi-er! How's the world supposed to be~ee?
Rectifier! Take my hand and set me free~ee!
Rectif~iiiii~eeer, Rectif~iiiii~eeer~!!!
All: *beat rises and falls in tandem before eventually drifting to a stop with an abrupt guitar screech*
Audience: *erupts into cheers*
Talon: *bounds back out on stage* Thanks everybody!!! Hope ya’ll have a good night!
*lights fade as end music starts playing*
