Post by Jon Knapik on Nov 16, 2005 22:12:05 GMT -5
[Vanity is seated on a simple throne in the middle of THE FANTASTICS new multi-million dollar training facility! Only the best for the Vain One. He is being feathered by The Creeper (who doesn't appear to know where he is) while he stares at his many rings adoringly. Phantasy is by his side, her head resting against the throne.]
Vanity: Oh, men!
[The camera shoots around to see Muss and The Bomb - THE TROUBLESHOOTERS - taking turns... punching each other. In the face.]
*SMACK!*
Muss:Ow!!
[Muss hits the ground hard. The Bomb smiles behind his shades and chuckles. Muss starts to chuckle too.]
Vanity: Boys, stop your silly games and pay attention! I have a job for you.
[Muss collects himself and puts his shades back on. The 'Shooters start pounding their fists into their palms and have big smiles on their faces. Vanity stands up, a lavish cape dragging behind him.]
Vanity: I need you, my strong men. Go to the market and fetch me some mineral water.
Muss (pointing sheepishly): But boss, you installed a water fountain just over there.
Vanity: SILENCE! Do you think *I* would drink from such a lowly instrument of water dispersal
The Bomb: But you made sure it disp... disp... uh, put out that funny water you like so much.
Vanity: Is this how we're to start our GWA career?! With petty arguments?! I hired you GOONS to bring me tag team gold! And I pay you a handsome sum, do I not?!
[Vanity looks over to Phantasy, who nods affectionately.]
Vanity: NOW off to the market with both of you!!
[The Troubleshooters hang their heads low and walk off in search of Vanity's 'funny water'. Vanity composes himself and sits back on his throne. The Creeper is still.]
Vanity: Who told you to stop that?!
[The Creeper, not changing his expression, starts fanning his boss again. Phantasy sighs with adoration. Vanity straightens his collar as the scene fades out.]
Vanity: Oh, men!
[The camera shoots around to see Muss and The Bomb - THE TROUBLESHOOTERS - taking turns... punching each other. In the face.]
*SMACK!*
Muss:Ow!!
[Muss hits the ground hard. The Bomb smiles behind his shades and chuckles. Muss starts to chuckle too.]
Vanity: Boys, stop your silly games and pay attention! I have a job for you.
[Muss collects himself and puts his shades back on. The 'Shooters start pounding their fists into their palms and have big smiles on their faces. Vanity stands up, a lavish cape dragging behind him.]
Vanity: I need you, my strong men. Go to the market and fetch me some mineral water.
Muss (pointing sheepishly): But boss, you installed a water fountain just over there.
Vanity: SILENCE! Do you think *I* would drink from such a lowly instrument of water dispersal
The Bomb: But you made sure it disp... disp... uh, put out that funny water you like so much.
Vanity: Is this how we're to start our GWA career?! With petty arguments?! I hired you GOONS to bring me tag team gold! And I pay you a handsome sum, do I not?!
[Vanity looks over to Phantasy, who nods affectionately.]
Vanity: NOW off to the market with both of you!!
[The Troubleshooters hang their heads low and walk off in search of Vanity's 'funny water'. Vanity composes himself and sits back on his throne. The Creeper is still.]
Vanity: Who told you to stop that?!
[The Creeper, not changing his expression, starts fanning his boss again. Phantasy sighs with adoration. Vanity straightens his collar as the scene fades out.]