Treyn! *Dives*
Studs: Fuck it, that match is already written. Why should I have to be entertaining to anybody other than myself at this point? This roleplay will not change that outcome.
[Trey Vincent is sitting at his computer.]
TV: Wow. He’s really giving me a LOT of credit. He thinks I’ve written a show that’s two weeks away! BWAHAHAHA!
[Sarah "The Jobber Slayer" walks into the room.]
Sarah: Who are you talking to?
TV: The computer, of course. Nobody else around here listens to me…
Sarah: What? Oh, look. It’s Steve Studnuts. What the hell, he never posted any of that footage from his night out in Sin City with Nurse Heidi in the Rant Zone from a couple weeks back? I told you he wouldn’t.
TV: As long as Steve and Heidi had a good time, and nobody got pregnant, that’s all I care about.
Sarah: What about a VD?
TV: You think Heidi gave Studs a VD? Meee-ow.
Sarah: Actually, more the other way around.
TV: Oh, and since the show hasn’t been posted yet, Coma, Hallucination Boy. You’re so losing.
Sarah: Oh, right. You’ve got that whole psychic thing from when you were in Coma, right?
TV: Whoa, whoa, whoa. Not in COMA. In A coma.
Sarah: Whatever. I’m bored. Where’s my vibrating banana?
[Cut.]