Post by CircularAnswer on Jan 22, 2007 1:08:58 GMT -5
*Location: somewhere. The same somewhere as last time. It still looks like a 5'-by-5' room in a lightless building, the only furniture being a small chair and the only light a bare bulb on the ceiling. Someone sits in the chair, back to the camera; red-gloved hands hold a remote, and the small TV in front of the chair is showing the latest SMC.*
Someone: They rehired that old bastard... Not that he's ever done anything of worth to the company. Aside from providing us with Nurse Heidi, but even she's started going downhill lately. Any company without enough of a budget for plastic surgeons shouldn't organize shows.
*The remote turns the TV off.*
Someone: It's become clear to me now... BOB has lost whatever charm it possessed. The last few shows have failed utterly at anything resembling entertainment, and the gimmicks grow dumber by the day. BOB is dead...
*Both red-gloved hands clench into fists.*
Someone: Something better must feed on its corpse.
*Out comes the cell-phone...*
Someone: Activate the sleepers. We will begin shortly.
Someone: They rehired that old bastard... Not that he's ever done anything of worth to the company. Aside from providing us with Nurse Heidi, but even she's started going downhill lately. Any company without enough of a budget for plastic surgeons shouldn't organize shows.
*The remote turns the TV off.*
Someone: It's become clear to me now... BOB has lost whatever charm it possessed. The last few shows have failed utterly at anything resembling entertainment, and the gimmicks grow dumber by the day. BOB is dead...
*Both red-gloved hands clench into fists.*
Someone: Something better must feed on its corpse.
*Out comes the cell-phone...*
Someone: Activate the sleepers. We will begin shortly.