originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
[b]a clown seems to be entertaining a group of villagers[/b]
[b]he sees you walking by and asks you to come help entertain the crowd[/b]
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"Entertainment, huh?" [b]Yuria listens. But she sounds near murderous, really. Maybe it's the clown.[/b]
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"Hmm. Hold on." [b]She drags the clown up to the stage, looking down at the crowd.[/b] "Ey."
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[b]waits[/b]
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[b]Yuria stands there before a moment, before letting go of the clown and picking out a random person in the crowd.[/b] "Hey you. Yes, you. Get up here."
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[b]they get up there[/b]
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"Now close your eyes."
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[b]closes them[/b]
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[b]Yuria immediately nails the person in the stomach with her knee and throws them off the stage.[/b] "Next."
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[b]the clown hits you in the face with a broom[/b] Get off my stage! Go! Shoo!
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[b]She grabs the broom and pulls it towards her, head-butting the clown with her iron mask.[/b] "My stage now."
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[b]he ducks and avoids the headbut then uppercuts you[/b] [b]a small explosion happens but doesn't do anything to anybody but you[/b] [b]it doesn't hurt but it launches you off the stage and makes you slam into a wall[/b] [b]the crowd cheers[/b]
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[b]Yuria gets up and grabs one of the people cheering, punching them. Smough walks onto the stage.[/b] [i]"What's this supposed to be?"[/i]
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My dear boy! Stop that crazy lady before I have to!
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[i]"Alright bro."[/i] [b]Smough just walks over to Yuria and picks her up.[/b] "Let me GO!" [i]"Nope."[/i]
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[b]the crowd laughs then leaves[/b] Congrats! You have entertained the crowd my dear boy! What is your name?
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[i]"Smough."[/i] "LET GO!!!"
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Good job. Well, see ya! [b]he leaves[/b]
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[i]"See you."[/i] "LET GOOOOO!!!"
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[spoiler]fin[/spoiler]
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[b]Theresa looks confused.[/b] "How shall I do it?"
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Anyway you want.
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[b]Theresa looks at the crowd, bemused.[/b] "Uhh... okay. Two peanuts were walking down a street. One was a-salt-ed."
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[b]one mother looks disgusted and covers her kids ears[/b] [b]a baby starts crying[/b] [b]they all boo[/b]
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"I-I'm sorry, I'm not really good with this sort of thing. Here, how about this. Two men walked into a bar. One got drunk. What did the other one do? Drove him home!" [b]Theresa raises her arms, waiting for laughter.[/b]