A talk show!

[Moltar]

Ladys and Gentlemen, I am Moltar. You know me as the Producer of Space Ghost Coast to Coast, but I also host a talk show where the only way to stop it is to kill the host, which is me!

So since there has been alot of stress in the past few days, and alot of nerves frayed I'm offering this little idea to you all. Since it is an RP for Comedy well, I guess DT has inspired me. Well since this is the first time I have done this I'm going to open up the floor up to anyone who wants to talk about anything IC and help to get people talking again! So who wants to start....

[Orig. Sin Lance Casey]

I hate spam. What exactly is spam anyway?Is there some sort of spam animal? I must know!

[Moltar]

Well then our first topic is about Spam Animals, anyone else care to comment?

[Orig. Sin Lance Casey]

Casey walks over to the announcers desk and hops into the chair.

Casey: I think we should have someone play me to the desk.

[Moltar]

SECURITY!!!

*Suddenly men in black suits walk out, and Drag Casey back into the audience.*

There is only one host here, and thats me!

[vBulletin]

~A band from out of nowhere starts playing a few cords from the theme music to The Price is Right~

<font size=1>Wrong music guys</font>

[Orig. Sin Lance Casey]

Casey begins to struggle against the guards and manages to get free and begins to shout obsenities.

Casey: Casey Coast 2 Coast! Casey Coast 2 Coast!

The guards catch up with Casey and begin to beat the crap out of him.

Casey: Stop! Help me daddy!

Casey begins to whimper as the guards stop and leave him lying on the ground, disgusted by him.

[Moltar]

*Looks at the Band*
I knew I should of hired Zorak to do the music...

*Laughs at Casey!!*
Muhahahaha! I'm a villian, I can get guards, electric chairs, large Egos, ect.. for cheap, cheap prices!

[Orig. Sin Lance Casey]

As Moltar laughs a light from the ceiling falls on him.

Casey: And apperently you had this studio built very cheap.


Drum sound that happens after a joke.

[Jared Mriad]

:| O_o >_< o_O :ghost :darkangel :wave :lol :rollin :crack

*Jared stands offstage making weird faces to the audience*

[Moltar]

*Gets up and calls the guards back over to beat Casey up, again.*

You just don't know when to quit do you?

Anyways back to the topic at hand... Spam Animals, do they exsist?

[Orig. Sin Lance Casey]

Caset gets up and dusts himself off. he grabs one of the cameras and takes it outside.

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The camera shows Casey sitting at a cardboard box near the dumpster.

Casey: Welcome to Casey Coast 2 Coast. We are out here in the alley today because of that big baby Moltar. There all babies, fat babies who cry for their mothers the mother fu.......

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--ck sucking babies.

Casey stares at the camera before shouting

FU--

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Casey what have I done with my life? Look at me I am hosting a damn talk show in an alley by the dumpster. This isn't even a real desk, its cardboard. CARDBOARD!

Casey begins to cry uncontrolably.

[Master Yurza]

"Boy now that is a loser...but anyways.. I have proof that spam animal exsist!"

::Yurza made his way to the stage holding a rough looking peice of spam that was in the shape of a koala::

"See...here they are......."