SUPER U
if u were a superhero, what would u be called?
ben:
superhero? pfft - i'd much rather be a villain. as i secretly cherish the role of being the guy that people love to hate. so what does eveyone hate? everyone hates mimes! my special powers would include the ability to pantomime the good citizens of [insert ficticious urban name here] and their protectorate guardian 'heros' into feeble submission all whilst obtaining the necessary resources to create my dastardly genius super weapon - 'The Silent Treatment'. the TST takes away the spoken word from innocent and unsuspecting victims, forcing them to 'charade' in order to communicate which incites chaos and riots everyhwere. it's pure evil muhaha.
i was left with very little choice.
whatever will the good citizens of [insert ficticious urban name here] do?! the delicate balance between good and evil has been tipped. fear not! for there is showtune girl and her trusty side kick, opera boy. together they fight the helter-skelter of mime man with glam-style chorus' and shrill arias and a whole riverdance troup to back them up. mime man has no choice but to retreat to a sound proof room with an ensemble of munchkins, singin something about deer, in his wake. o the horror! must re-group, re-think. what will mime man do next? ah ha! the TST! but unbeknownst to him, showtune girl has already sabataged his evil genius mechanism with her very own super-duper-evil-genius-mechanism-counter-measure, her very own TST - 'The Singing Telegram' [overlay dramatic eerie sound effect]. we won't be hearing from mime man any time soon - so to speak. order has been restored, the mayor of [aforementioned ficticious urban name] gives showtune girl the key to the city and a basket of canned lychee in thanx. she curtsied to a standing ovation and then a fat lady sang.
anyone else?
ben:
superhero? pfft - i'd much rather be a villain. as i secretly cherish the role of being the guy that people love to hate. so what does eveyone hate? everyone hates mimes! my special powers would include the ability to pantomime the good citizens of [insert ficticious urban name here] and their protectorate guardian 'heros' into feeble submission all whilst obtaining the necessary resources to create my dastardly genius super weapon - 'The Silent Treatment'. the TST takes away the spoken word from innocent and unsuspecting victims, forcing them to 'charade' in order to communicate which incites chaos and riots everyhwere. it's pure evil muhaha.
i was left with very little choice.
whatever will the good citizens of [insert ficticious urban name here] do?! the delicate balance between good and evil has been tipped. fear not! for there is showtune girl and her trusty side kick, opera boy. together they fight the helter-skelter of mime man with glam-style chorus' and shrill arias and a whole riverdance troup to back them up. mime man has no choice but to retreat to a sound proof room with an ensemble of munchkins, singin something about deer, in his wake. o the horror! must re-group, re-think. what will mime man do next? ah ha! the TST! but unbeknownst to him, showtune girl has already sabataged his evil genius mechanism with her very own super-duper-evil-genius-mechanism-counter-measure, her very own TST - 'The Singing Telegram' [overlay dramatic eerie sound effect]. we won't be hearing from mime man any time soon - so to speak. order has been restored, the mayor of [aforementioned ficticious urban name] gives showtune girl the key to the city and a basket of canned lychee in thanx. she curtsied to a standing ovation and then a fat lady sang.
anyone else?
posted by tunabelly at 1:42 a.m.
5 Comments:
ok i'll bite.
Showtune Girl, put up your dukes! I'm not a villain, I'm just misunderstood. It's TV Guy and his reign of terror will begin - after these short messages!
Raised by neglectful parents, I was left in front of the television night and day, until I became to love the boob tube, the telly, the wonder box. I was teased at school for watching Days Of Our Lives, Melrose Place, and *gasp* Coronation Street. Now, to exact my revenge on all those reality TV haters, I have turned into TV GUY!
As TV Guy, I will broadcast hour upon hours of addictive television programming. I will have the entire city of [insert ficticious urban name here] in such a brainwashed state that the only thing they will be able to think about is what's next on their TV schedules! People will skip class and stay home from work just to WATCH TV!!! Yes, it's true! Muuwaaahhhahha!
But that's not all! TV Guy will also infiltrate any vehicle that has audio/visual capabilities, and even stream LIVE TELEVISION through the Internet so that all the people who do manage to go to work are doomed to watch TV from their cubicles!! They won't be able to STOP! Soap operas, reality television, comedies, dramas, and in order to deprive people of sleep, TV Guy pulls out his ultimate weapon: THE INFOMERCIAL!!
Try and get me now, Showtune Girl! I've got the PBS special "History of Broadway - narrated by Julie Andrews" all cued up, just for you!
- jadedbitch
it doesn't look good for showtune girl. who will come to her rescue? r there no heros left in [insert ficticious urban name here]?
Rising from the chaos left in TV Guy's wake, with the fury of a thousand unread books comes... Culture Shock! Dressed in flowing black cape (crushed velvet of course), leather boots, silken white shirt (bought on sale at Macy's), buccaneer hat (with feather - is there any other kind?) and a mask to conceal his true identity (duh!), Culture Shock fights the misinformed and ignorant with a slight French accent to bring sophistication to the unfortunate masses. Armed only with a finely polished epee (with jeweled hilt - you get the idea) and his unfailing sense of style, he confronts the nefarious, unsavory, and rather unlearned TV Guy.
While his attention is focused on rambling in a monologue about his plans for future world domination, Culture Shock installs his secret weapon - an upgraded version of the V-Chip - on TV Guy's own TV! The Culture-Chip or C-Chip only allows responsible, educational and moral programming to be viewed, effectively reducing the possible selections to 3 channels including CPAC, Canada's Political Channel even though it's programming borders on immoral. With his own TV viewing effectively cut off, TV Guy is powerless, being unable to broadcast mind-numbing idiocy to the citizens of F.U.N. (fictitious urban name) City! Well, then again there is still CPAC... Culture Shock locks the stunned TV Guy away with only some of the finest reading material to console him - Dickens, Shakespeare, Hemmingway and Douglas Adams.
And what's to become of Showtune Girl? Well, show tunes were never really in style to begin with, and don't particularly add much sophistication to FUN City in Culture Shocks opinion, so she might as well just stay locked up with TV Guy.
Protecting the wise, opinionated and well dressed citizens of FUN City, Culture Shock's work is never done. But for today at least, the city is a less garish place to live...
-Adrian
is this the end of showtune girl and tv guy? could it really be?
I tried to write a little story but was insufficiently creative. Instead I'll stick to what I do best, linking: Mimes trained to improve driver/pedestrian behaviour.
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