Nalitie: Hey hey hey! Welcome back! Today's guest is... ME! This time, Sam will be throwing me into random situations that I'm unfamiliar with!
Sam: I'M SO EXCITED! Let's spin the wheel! Wait, I already did! *giggles* Let's begin!
Nalitie: Okay! *gives Sam a button* Here, this is the button to activate the VR room...
Sam: OK!!!!! HEHEHHEHEHEHE..... *pushes the button*
*Natalie is in a huge room with a bunch of people around, including most sitting at a table. There are little robot-ball thingys flying around some guy's head, and he's talking to them. It seems peaceful right now. (IF YOU READERS WHO KNOW ME CAN GUESS THIS I WILL GIVE YOU..... SOMETHING)*
Nalitie: Ooh... Uh... Fun? *pokes random person* Where are we?
Random person: *in a British accent* We're in a flying naval base of London.
Nalitie: Huh. I dunno what that is, but okay... So, uh... What's going on?
Random person: President Winter is initiating the first contact with the Toclafane.
Nalitie: Whodiflywhaty now? I dunno who that is. Who are you?
Sam's voice: *giggles*
Random person: Name's Dave. Have you been living under a rock? That's the president of the US.
Nalitie: Oh, nice to meet you Dave. You have the same name as my grandpa. And no, I've been living under a geode.... And wait, what? Where.... Who... Since when?
Dave: We're in London, England. 2008.
Nalitie: Huh... What's going on with that guy? *points at guy with things flying around him*
Dave: Those are the Toclafane, as I already told you. Lots of alien stuff has been going on in London over the past few years, so Saxon over there decided to make friends with some aliens.
Nalitie: Huh. I don't live in London, so... Uh... Can I... What should... What are all of these people doing here?
Dave: Watching. This is first contact, so..... Anyways, just watch.
Nalitie: *sits cross legged and tries to see over all of the people*
Guy with Toclafane around his head (President Winter): *introducing himself and such and I didn't feel like typing this out or catching it all*
Nalitie: *sorta intrigued* *starts playing with a toxic marker*
Toclafane: *one of them* You're not the Master.
President Winter: I can be your master!
Toclafane: *another one* We like Mr. Master.
Some random guy: *pops up out of his chair* All right then! It's me! Tada! *jazz hands*
Nalitie: *pulls out a paper* *starts doodling with toxic marker*
Random guy: *a bunch of fast talking I don't want to type*
Winter: Saxon, what are you talking about?
Random guy (Saxon.... OR IS IT): I'm taking control, Uncle Sam. Starting with you. Kill him.
Nalitie: *starts drawing on herself because she ran out of paper*
Toclafane: *one of them shoots a laser beam at Winter*
Winter: *screams and disintegrates*
*CHAOS EVERYWHERE AND SCREAMING AND YEAH*
Nalitie: *slowly going crazy from toxic marker* *deranged giggle* DAVE COME TAKE A LOOK AT MY ARM! *holds up a scribble on her arm*
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Random Weirdness
De TodoMy weird self and idea making brain would like to host (or hose like I typed it first) the 123456789th annual randomness! And NO I am NOT a crazed lunatic that can't think of any other possible way to waste her time (most of the time)
