Bhandayd:
(The Big B stands directly in front of Noskull and begins a (for
him) lightning fast and crushing blow to the head. In the interest of
efficiency, suffice it to say that our intrepid reporter is able to
conclude the entire interview and make all necessary editorial changes
before being kapowed into unconsciousness by the mummy)
MSE:
(clutching his handheld to his ear) I'm sorry, Mr. Rierohl. I've got
a particularly juicy deal going on here that requires my immediate
attention.
NR:
…thanks for the autograph, Mr. Diesel…Oh, no problem Martin. (May I call
you Martin?). I'll just keep myself busy here. As a matter of fact,
there's Mr. Tim. I've been meaning to ask him about that interception he
made last game.
T:
(he is leaned over listening to a large, overweight, and hairy human
with spectacles) ...
PJ:
(shaking his head furiously) I'm sorry, Not-So-Tiny, but I've
already cast all the Ents. There just isn't room for you, and for the
last time, there are no Ents in the Hobbit. (Which I won't confirm is in
production or ever will be).
NR:
(squeezing between the two of them) Sorry to butt in here, but may I
ask a few questions, Mr. Tim? I'll take that absolute lack of anything
resembling a reaction as a yes. So…how did you manage to make that
interception last game?
T:
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NR:
(losing interest, he whirls around and saunters over to what are clearly
the two leading roles in the Straight To Videos roster) Hello, boys.
Allow me to introduce you to our live audience from all over the Eye.
(Noskull stands next to a tall, striking specimen of elf, which means he
stands at 5'5" and weighs 130 lbs) This, ladeez and grunts, is the
lead Wardancer of the Straight to Videos. None other than Run, Forrest,
Run.
RFR:
(taking a quick bow): It's always a pleasure to meet the fans…
T:
(off in the distance, the big Treeman continues his answer)
ssssssssssssssooooooooooooooorrrrrrrrrrrrrtttttttttttttttttt.
NR: and
this, of course, could only be the ultimate catcher himself, I Love It
When A Plan Comes Together. (Noskull attempts to put his arm around this
elf, who is, due to his repeated exposure to ridiculously high
velocities, more energy than matter. The subsequent shock gives Noskull
an excellent Don King hairstyle.)
ILIWAPCT:
(chomping on his signature cigar, he chuckles) Hehe. So do I.
Speaking of plans, Forrest and I have a lot of confidence in our
upcoming match with the Divas. We're going to execute the completely
unpredictable and unexpected "dodge" strategy. It can't fail, and
they'll never see it coming.
RFR:
Yeah! It's gonna rock. First, I'll dodge…
ILIWAPCT:
Yup. Then, I'll dodge…
RFR: Ha!
And then I'll dodge some more…
ILIWAPCT:
Followed by me dodging. Where can we go wrong?
NR: I
have no idea really. Do you have a backup plan?
RFR:
(he darts to the side suddenly) HA! I dodged your question! We can't
fail!
ILIWAPCT:
(nodding sagely) So did I! I was so quick you didn't even see it
coming, did you?
T: of
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Noskull
backs away from the Dodging Duo slowly and makes his way back to Coach
Martin.
MSE:
(speaking into his handheld) I'm telling ya it'll be perfect, babe!
Just picture it: Agamemnon the Horny and Bashdot Orrgh starring in Twin
Towers of Destruction. The grizzled veteran and the upstart rookie
getting into all sorts of shenanigans. It's exactly the type of small
independent art-house flick you've been chasing. I may even be able to
cast a few members of the Horny Babes and Harem as the "generic hot
chick villains". Where can we go wrong? It's all money, it is!
(cupping his handheld) I'm sorry, Mr. Rierohl. I'll be with you in
a…I've got another call. Excuse me a moment. (turning away from
Noskull) Hey! The Crusher. I've been meaning to call you about the
Hulk 2…funny you should call…
NR:
(turning to the camera suddenly, he unleashes his patented "Professional
Journalist Face" on his televised audience) Well, everybody. It
appears that we're not really going to be able to get too much more
here, but I promise you a one-on-one "Bloodbowler's Studio" special with
Coach Martin eventually. As always, remember: Stay with us, stay loyal,
and we won't kill you. This is Noskull Rierohl, finally about to be…
T:
hhhhhaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaapppppppppppppeeeeeeeennnnnnnnnnneeeeeeeeeeddddddd.
NR:
...knocked silly by Bhandayd. Here comes that punch now!