*where we left off*
*cameras are mostrare Team Blue on stage. They're all dressed up fancily, but John, who plays a peasant. The set is very rich-like. They're all wearing Masquerade masks, as it is a masquarade party, Miranda sits in a throne, the others clapping*
Miranda: Thank you, thank you. Now please, clap some more, for me, your queen.
*They all clap more, but John, who walks up to Miranda*
John: *thinking: I have to speak loudly for our Team to have chance of winning...I don't want to be voted off...* Stop! How dare te clap for her? All she does is boss us around! Therefore what is the objective of clapping for her? She'll somehow turn nice because she's being clapped for?
Avory: *walks up from the "crowds" of people, who are made of cardboard* Quit yelling peasant! You're just furious because te can't afford the things the rest of us can.
Miranda: *stamps her scepter on the ground* Get this peasant out of here! Guards!
*John the Peasant, struggles to get of the guards reach, and eventually gets out of their clutches, John The Peasant runs off with the Queen to the fake castello prop, John hesitates*
Miranda: *whispering so only the two of them can hear* John! Drop me! I'd be fine.
John: *thinking: I have to do this.* *drops her outs the castello window, and Miranda lands safely and plays dead*
*they all stand up and bow*
Ryan: Very good. Team Red you're up.
*backstage*
Sayu: Do te know what we're doing the play about now?
Tiffany: What? te though I was going to do all the work?!
Xavior: Oh my...
Tiffany: *sighs* Maybe if te guys would pitch in more... Ok, so let's just wing it out.
Xavior: te actually believe that would work?
Tiffany: No, we're going to lose this challenge. Team Blue has più recitazione talent than us anyways. *rolls her eyes obviously meaning Miranda*
*They walk out and their, wacky beautiful costumes*
Tiffany: *walks out* Oh! commento incroyable, j'aime ça. Merci de me prendre pour cette belle restraunt (Oh! How amazing. Thank te for taking to this beautiful restraunt.)
Xavior: *smiles, and translating it in his brain*
I knew te would Amore it.
*they sat their and ate..Meredith waitered them*
Sayu: *runs off with Tiffany's "wallet", which is only a stage prop.. (So don't worry, it's only acting. :3)
Tiffany: Hey! Run after her!
*they chase Sayu around the set, then Sayu sits down and cries*
Tiffany: *snatches her wallet back, but realizes Sayu is crying* Why are te crying?
Sayu: I'm a failure. I have no money to eat, and I can't keep a decent job.
Tiffany: *sighs* Do want to eat with us?
Sayu: R-really?
Xavior: Yes, sure.
*the play ends*
Ryan: Well, I'd say it was OK. Team Blue please come back on stage.
*They do as they are instructed, and stand successivo to Team Red*
Ryan: Well let's see...Team Red has better costumes and makeup...Team Blue obviously was prepared script-wise, so that makes Team Blue the winners. Nice job to both of you, but the play in general was better. Come back successivo time when we see who's eliminated, and we may find a co-host shortly.
(Team Red, I'll make a pick, please everyone on Team Red MUST vote before we do the successivo episode.)
*cameras are mostrare Team Blue on stage. They're all dressed up fancily, but John, who plays a peasant. The set is very rich-like. They're all wearing Masquerade masks, as it is a masquarade party, Miranda sits in a throne, the others clapping*
Miranda: Thank you, thank you. Now please, clap some more, for me, your queen.
*They all clap more, but John, who walks up to Miranda*
John: *thinking: I have to speak loudly for our Team to have chance of winning...I don't want to be voted off...* Stop! How dare te clap for her? All she does is boss us around! Therefore what is the objective of clapping for her? She'll somehow turn nice because she's being clapped for?
Avory: *walks up from the "crowds" of people, who are made of cardboard* Quit yelling peasant! You're just furious because te can't afford the things the rest of us can.
Miranda: *stamps her scepter on the ground* Get this peasant out of here! Guards!
*John the Peasant, struggles to get of the guards reach, and eventually gets out of their clutches, John The Peasant runs off with the Queen to the fake castello prop, John hesitates*
Miranda: *whispering so only the two of them can hear* John! Drop me! I'd be fine.
John: *thinking: I have to do this.* *drops her outs the castello window, and Miranda lands safely and plays dead*
*they all stand up and bow*
Ryan: Very good. Team Red you're up.
*backstage*
Sayu: Do te know what we're doing the play about now?
Tiffany: What? te though I was going to do all the work?!
Xavior: Oh my...
Tiffany: *sighs* Maybe if te guys would pitch in more... Ok, so let's just wing it out.
Xavior: te actually believe that would work?
Tiffany: No, we're going to lose this challenge. Team Blue has più recitazione talent than us anyways. *rolls her eyes obviously meaning Miranda*
*They walk out and their, wacky beautiful costumes*
Tiffany: *walks out* Oh! commento incroyable, j'aime ça. Merci de me prendre pour cette belle restraunt (Oh! How amazing. Thank te for taking to this beautiful restraunt.)
Xavior: *smiles, and translating it in his brain*
I knew te would Amore it.
*they sat their and ate..Meredith waitered them*
Sayu: *runs off with Tiffany's "wallet", which is only a stage prop.. (So don't worry, it's only acting. :3)
Tiffany: Hey! Run after her!
*they chase Sayu around the set, then Sayu sits down and cries*
Tiffany: *snatches her wallet back, but realizes Sayu is crying* Why are te crying?
Sayu: I'm a failure. I have no money to eat, and I can't keep a decent job.
Tiffany: *sighs* Do want to eat with us?
Sayu: R-really?
Xavior: Yes, sure.
*the play ends*
Ryan: Well, I'd say it was OK. Team Blue please come back on stage.
*They do as they are instructed, and stand successivo to Team Red*
Ryan: Well let's see...Team Red has better costumes and makeup...Team Blue obviously was prepared script-wise, so that makes Team Blue the winners. Nice job to both of you, but the play in general was better. Come back successivo time when we see who's eliminated, and we may find a co-host shortly.
(Team Red, I'll make a pick, please everyone on Team Red MUST vote before we do the successivo episode.)
Meaning:To tie
Age:15
Nicknames:Becca(What they call her all the time)
Crush/Dating:Dating Sawyer(princess2109's OC)
Likes:pokemon,Jigglypuff,watermelon,star gazing,and Friends 83
Dislikes:pokemon haters,bitches,sluts,homophobes,bright sun,
Sexual Orentation:Straight
Apperence-
Hair:Red with rosa and lime, calce green bangs,curly,down to her shoulders
Top:Purple Tank-Top with a pokeball on it
Bottoms:A brown mini-skirt
Socks:Pink and lime, calce green knee-highs
Shoes:brown uggs
Eyes:Brown
I walked along the strada, via that my best friend Haily grew up in. That's right, Elm Street. So
I'm walking along minding my own when it hit me.
I looked down and saw a claw.
Now it wasn't my dad's killing friend, Freddy. It was his daughter, Haily. "Haily what the-" I didn't have time after I detto that. I screamed as pain shot through me, my blood driping from my mouth and belly.
I didn't know if it was my dad o not but some one came and carried me somewhere. I tried to fight but the man detto "Calm down Jason, I'm here. Daddy's here." I stoped fighting and looked up. It was my dad, I laid my head on his chest and fell asleep.
A/N:So what did te guys think?Should I keep writing?
I'm walking along minding my own when it hit me.
I looked down and saw a claw.
Now it wasn't my dad's killing friend, Freddy. It was his daughter, Haily. "Haily what the-" I didn't have time after I detto that. I screamed as pain shot through me, my blood driping from my mouth and belly.
I didn't know if it was my dad o not but some one came and carried me somewhere. I tried to fight but the man detto "Calm down Jason, I'm here. Daddy's here." I stoped fighting and looked up. It was my dad, I laid my head on his chest and fell asleep.
A/N:So what did te guys think?Should I keep writing?
Me:* puts phone on ear*
Lh: calling Mrs Bing
Me: please I'm not married to a moron
Candy: *texting me saying Mrs obsessed*
Me: *text back*not obsessing over u honey
Sweeney: *taps me*hey shy lady
Me: not shy no più dear
*next day*
Me : *reading*
Noel: yo Nerd
Me: never a nerd to *knocks him out*knock u out so baby tear out
Kushy:hey hoe
Me: *looks around* what did u call me dear sorry i thought te were talking about your moms text me Mrs Bing but im not call me obsessed I was obsessed with the nigga Chris call me shy I might kick u one time call me the nerd I blow u and your zappa up but mark my words call me the zappa omg your house got bomb cagna now say it one più time I blow your brains on the ground until u bleed out
Lh: calling Mrs Bing
Me: please I'm not married to a moron
Candy: *texting me saying Mrs obsessed*
Me: *text back*not obsessing over u honey
Sweeney: *taps me*hey shy lady
Me: not shy no più dear
*next day*
Me : *reading*
Noel: yo Nerd
Me: never a nerd to *knocks him out*knock u out so baby tear out
Kushy:hey hoe
Me: *looks around* what did u call me dear sorry i thought te were talking about your moms text me Mrs Bing but im not call me obsessed I was obsessed with the nigga Chris call me shy I might kick u one time call me the nerd I blow u and your zappa up but mark my words call me the zappa omg your house got bomb cagna now say it one più time I blow your brains on the ground until u bleed out