There was something strange going on in San Diego. Something felt...odd about the sunny city. A wave of dread spread swept across the land. No doubt about it, some bad shit was about to go down... ...and it probably had something to do with the TV cameras and thousands of screaming people on the beach. "Okay, everyone!" exclaimed MTV VJ and heartthrob of young girls, Carson Daly. "We're kicking off our SoCal summer right here on the beaches of gorgeous San Diego! Now we're going to our next video, Britey Spe-" *CRUNCH* Omi no Miko pulled her ladder(remember that? I missed it...) from the TV, a disgusted look on her face. "Ugh...now this won't do at all. I can't have those peppy bimbos and ugly guys littering these beautiful beaches! It's my right...no, my DUTY as a human being to DO SOMETHING about this! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!" ~~~~~~ Improparty! Created by W4 Part 32: "Fun With Explosions!" or... "Dude, Hecka Tight!" by Emily "Omi no Miko" Robertson ~~~~~~ "I think there's something wrong with the beach..." Jonatan mumbled, peering out the window. NeoVid looked up from his drink. "You think?" "Well, it's unusually crowded, loud music is playing, and I think I see a couple celebrities." Jonatan replied. "So?" Neovid shrugged, "We've got about fifty people in one house, a karaoke machine, and Elvis serving drinks." "Yeah...but for some reason they're taping it." Jonatan's head swung around to meet NeoVid's gaze. They stared at each othet for a couple seconds. "...why *don't* we tape it?" they shouted as one. ~~~~~~ Omi no Miko rummaged through her bag of stuff, looking for something she could use as a weapon. Finally, the found several egg-shaped devices, and began piling them on the floor. Delfina wandered in, and blinked. "Ummmm...Omi-chan, what exactly are you doing?" "Oh, nothing..." Omi said, "Just planning an attack on MTV's beach house. Wanna come?" Delfina shrugged. "Why not? Sounds fun!" Omi grinned, and tossed Delfina one of the egg-shapes devices. "Here, take a jello grenade, and be careful with it. I'll go get some more weapons, you round up some more people. Kay?" Delfina smiled. "Kay! I'll meet you back here." ~~~~~~ "Smile, you're on Impro Camera!" Jonatan exclaimed, messing with the focus for the fortieth time. Lawrence blinked. "Ummm...you want me to do something funny or what?" "Just be your regular, improish self." Neovid said. "Hey, get these costumes on film!" Myth cried, jumping into the frame. "Cool, ne?" Jonatan gave a thumbs up sign. "Very." NeoVid popped up in front of the camera and asked Myth, in typical MTV style, "Would you like to give any shout-outs, Myth?" Myth pondered the question for a moment, then responded with a resounding, "Hey, Eslington!" "Heya!" Eslington replied from the couch, where he was watching "The Princess Bride" on TV. "Any shout-outs, Lawrence?" Neovid asked, thrusting a bright orange microphone into his face. Lawrence shrugged. "Hi to all the people hatching out evil plans in the subbasement!" ~~~~~~ Speak of the devil... ~~~~~~ WoofTwo glared at his minions, trying to look menacing. Phoebe looked confused, and raised her hand. WoofTwo sighed. "Yes, Phoebe?" he asked, not really wanting to know what she would say. "Ummmm...what are we doing here, exactly?" she questioned. "I mean, what are you trying to do?" "What am I trying to do?" WoofTwo exclaimed. "WHAT am I trying to do?! You want to know...what I'M trying to do? What I'm TRYING to do? What I'm trying to DO?" Woof laughed maniacally for several minutes, then stopped suddenly. Phoebe raised her hand again. "Yeah, what are you trying to do?" WoofTwo facefaulted. ~~~~~~ "Omi-chan...are those prostitutes?" Ardweden asked, glancing up from the bar. Omi sweatdropped, trying to cover up the crowd of scantily clad bishounen behind her. "Uhhh...these? Naaah! They're, uhhhh...circuis performers!" Damien Roc looked up from the small TV playing "The Princess Bride", and pointed at one of the "circuis performers". "I dunno...what about that one?" Omi glanced at the young man in a shiny pink dress and matching feather boa. He kept mumbling, "I don't like this...I don't like this at all." and held a sign reading with a scribbled name on it. Below the name, the words "male prostitute" were quite clear. "Ummmmm...this guy?" Omi mumbled, "Oh no...he always jokes around like that...really...heh." Ardweden looked skeptical. "You sure they're not prostitutes?" she questioned. Omi nodded. "I swear on my shinypants. Now...if you don't mind, I've got some mass destruction to plan." Omi sauntered away, bishounen in tow. As she left the room, she mutteres under her breath, "They're not prostitutes, they're manwhores." ~~~~~~ Jonatan fiddled with the focus as he interviewed Delfina. "So you say you're going to blow up the MTV beach house?" he asked. Delfina nodded. "Me, Omi, and anyone else who wants to come. Any takers?" "Myth and I'll go." Eslington volunteered. Lawrence shrugged, "Sure, I'll come too. It beats sitting around and watching 'The Princess Bride' for the fiftieth time." NeoVid entered the room and ran up behind Jonatan. "What'd I miss?" Jonatan glared at NeoVid. "Where were you? It doesn't take that long to go to the bathroom, you know." NeoVid shrugged. "I was watching 'The Princess Bride', I guess I lost track of time. Delfina blinked. "In the bathroom? Isn't that a little odd?" Noevid shrugged again, and Jonatan returned his attention to the camera. "Darn, I lost my focus...say, where is Omi, anyway?" "You called?" the hyper fangirl said, wandering into the room with a wheelbarrow of jello grenades and a small army of manwhores loaded with jello guns. "...are those prostitutes?" Myth blinked. Omi pouted. "What's wrong with that? Come on, let's get going, those icky people are having too much fun out there!" Neovid turned to Jonatan. "This is great...we've got to get this on tape." Jonatan nodded. "We're going to need more power, though...could you go get the extra battery?" "Sure!" Neovid said, briefly dashing into the Dining Room to grab the extra battery from the top of the TV. It was playing "The Princess Bride". ~~~~~~ The beach was a scene of utter happiness. Scantily clad girls were sprinkled heavily across the area. Pop music boomed from the twenty or so speakers. Guys danced inappropriately with girls they had just met and would inevitably have sex with that night. Ah, the glory of youth. "...and the next video on out countdown comes from the popular boy band-AAAAHHHHH!!!!!!" screamed Carson Daly. The partygoers looked confused. There was no boy band named after a scream! Then they noticed the large number of armed male prostitutes coming toward them. Chaos broke out. Partiers ran every which way, trying to avoid the blasts of jello. And in the middle of all the chaos, Omi no Miko laughed maniacally. Everyone was trying to get away...everyone but two guys. "Hey...dude, check out that chick with the gun." One of them said to the other. Omi turned around...slowly. "Yeah, like, kickass explosions or whatever." the second one said. "Yeah, dude, hecka tight!" Omi twitched. "Did you...did you just say 'hecka tight'?!" The first guy blinked. "Uhhh...yeah. So?" Omi sighed, pulled the pin from her grenade, and sauntered away, tossing the grenade over her shoulder. "Idiot..." she said to herself. ~~~~~~ "Hey, is that a Rinoa costume or an Ukyou costume?" a girl asked Myth, standing in the middle of a pile of jello blasted bodies. Myth smiled "Both! Cool, huh?" "Yeah!" the girl nodded. Then Myth blasted her with her gun. Eslington blinked. "What was that for? She complimented you." Myth shrugged. ~~~~~~ "As you can see, ladies and gentlemen, ths is truly a scene of destruction." Lawrence said, standing in front of the camera and holding the microphone. "Jello covered bodies everywhere. TV equipment damaged beyond repair. Buildings nearby are spattered with jello. Male prostitures running amuck with jello guns. And even Carson Daly, the beloved MTV VJ, was blasted with a jello grenade. Omi-chan, what do you have to say about this?" Omi grinned. "It was fun! Oh, and can I give some shout-outs? Hi to the prostitutes of San Diego! We couldn't have done it without you!" Lawrence sighed. "Well, there you have it. I'm your host, Lawrence Chu. I'll see you next week on 'Improparty News'. Goodnight!" "Hey...could you do that again?" Jonatan asked, "I may have been out of focus." ~~~~~~ End part 32! ~~~~~~ Notes from me: Well, I heard MTV was spending the summer in San Diego, so I figure, what's the best way to throw that into the Party? I could blow it up! Oh, and the "Princess Bride" thing...don't ask. You don't wanna know. Sorry I didn't use a lot of people in this part, I just wanted something kinda short! Don't kill me! Shout-outs: MTV, for letting me blow them up. Jeannie-mow, for being supportive as usual. And Joey, for letting me use the male prostitutes and the Princess Bride idea. Ta!