Post by devilssaint on Mar 24, 2016 20:02:49 GMT -6
OOC: Something stupid to do in between roleplays. This has absolutely no "real world" affiliation, hence "Non-Canonical". Sorry if my use of Frank Debauchee upsets his handler. 535094 945094
Nikki Venom is sitting against a white background at a little table. On the table are a number of prescription bottles. For those of you that worked in RWD and IoW, Alex Arren walks in from off-screen. He looks puzzled as he approaches Nikki. "Hey buddy, whatcha got there?" He says with a tone of worry in his voice.
"Well, people keep saying that I take pills and go to a psychiatrist, so I thought I gathered up a few pill bottles." Nikki says with an unusual happy tone.
"Uhhh... where did you get all of those?"
"Well, I got these ones out of Frank Debauchee's bag. They're a weird triangle shape and have a blue colour to them. What do you think they do?" Alex looks extremely perplexed as Nikki opens up one of the bottles and takes a handful of pills. He puts a hand over his mouth. "I feel strange." He covers his face with both hands and begins to shake as if struggling with something.
"Hey Nik, are you alright?" He reaches out to put a hand on Nikki's shoulder when he suddenly pulls away. The camera shows Nikki as he pulls his hands away. Frank Debauchee's head appears to be on Nikki's body except there is no mustache.
"What? Is there something on my face." It sounds perfectly like Frank Debauchee. He wrinkles his nose and twitches it slightly. The patented Frank Debauchee mustache bursts out onto his upper lip.
Alex looks absolutely astonished as he stares at the most perfect man in the existence of men. "What in the world." Light shines from the direction of Nikki's seat and shines on Alex's face. "I've seen the face of god himself." He manages to let out.
The camera cuts back to Nikki who looks like himself again. "You've seen what?"
Alex snaps back to reality and shakes his head. "Oh, nevermind. You look gross again."
Nikki looks upset. "Oh ouch. Thanks for that asshole." Nikki shakes his head and looks at some of the other bottles as we fade out.
"Well, people keep saying that I take pills and go to a psychiatrist, so I thought I gathered up a few pill bottles." Nikki says with an unusual happy tone.
"Uhhh... where did you get all of those?"
"Well, I got these ones out of Frank Debauchee's bag. They're a weird triangle shape and have a blue colour to them. What do you think they do?" Alex looks extremely perplexed as Nikki opens up one of the bottles and takes a handful of pills. He puts a hand over his mouth. "I feel strange." He covers his face with both hands and begins to shake as if struggling with something.
"Hey Nik, are you alright?" He reaches out to put a hand on Nikki's shoulder when he suddenly pulls away. The camera shows Nikki as he pulls his hands away. Frank Debauchee's head appears to be on Nikki's body except there is no mustache.
"What? Is there something on my face." It sounds perfectly like Frank Debauchee. He wrinkles his nose and twitches it slightly. The patented Frank Debauchee mustache bursts out onto his upper lip.
Alex looks absolutely astonished as he stares at the most perfect man in the existence of men. "What in the world." Light shines from the direction of Nikki's seat and shines on Alex's face. "I've seen the face of god himself." He manages to let out.
The camera cuts back to Nikki who looks like himself again. "You've seen what?"
Alex snaps back to reality and shakes his head. "Oh, nevermind. You look gross again."
Nikki looks upset. "Oh ouch. Thanks for that asshole." Nikki shakes his head and looks at some of the other bottles as we fade out.
