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Post by Biblically Accurate Angel on Apr 24, 2016 2:32:26 GMT -5
The definition of craziness But even yet they're still the best... Let's make a 3WSR sitcom! Basically, we're characters in a TV show... and... let's see where it goes!
( Biblically Accurate Angel and Toz76 are eating lunch. frankthetriviaman walks up.) FRANK: That looks good! TOZ: With these prices, it better be!
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Post by Toz76 on Apr 24, 2016 2:58:46 GMT -5
TOZ: I swear, the food just keeps getting pricier and pricier while getting crapper and crappier. FRANK: It can't be that bad. TOZ: This bottled water was $500, and it's mostly dirt. *laughtrack* *beat* FRANK: Oh. *laughtrack*
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Post by Biblically Accurate Angel on Apr 24, 2016 3:01:15 GMT -5
WAITER: Anything else? Desert, perh- TOZ: Buzz off, blockhead.
DIESEL 11: Next time, get the lasagna. FRANK: Yeah, that's always good. TOZ: Are you saying I look like Garfield?
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Post by frankthetriviaman on Apr 28, 2016 21:13:48 GMT -5
"well you are wearing an orange and black stripped sweatshirt" Frank pointed out (laugh track)
"Say Jerry, where's the bathroom?" Frank asked the waiter.
"In the back to the right" he said.
"thanks" Frank said as he walked towards the back. As he walks to the "back" he walks into the camera and falls back with a thud. (laugh track)
"Agh!? What the? Who put a wall here?!" Frank fumed.
"Uh, Frank... there is no wall" Toz pointed out. The camera switches angles and we see Frank did crash into "nothing" (laugh track)
"Oh great... it's one of THESE kinds of sitcoms" Frank said, looking at the camera he crashed into (laugh track, slight applause)
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Post by Biblically Accurate Angel on Apr 28, 2016 21:17:23 GMT -5
"Well, I guess it's time to go," says Diesel 11, who gets up, trips, and falls onto the floor. "Better watch what you're doing," says the waiter. "I know what I'm doing, mother******!!"
As the Toz and D11 leave the restaurant....
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Post by frankthetriviaman on Apr 28, 2016 21:29:46 GMT -5
*fade to black; the theme song starts. Cheerful, upbeat music begins followed by the singers.
They're five crazy guys Who have most unusual lives
But put them together and what have you got? 3WSR and here's the plot!
Five guys, who love burgers and fries
(Frank interjects) "Seriously? I hate corporate sponsors...
Five friends whose adventures never seem to end.
For a good laugh don't look far, Welcome to the world of 3...W...S...RRRRRRRRR!!!"
("The 3WSR Show" title appears on screen; Frank suddenly appears beside the title)
"Seriously? That's our theme song?"
(Frank gets crushed as the exclamation point falls on top of him)
"I was probably asking for that" Frank says as the screen fades to black again.
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Post by Tug on Apr 28, 2016 22:15:18 GMT -5
The screen soon fades back and we see the trio walking into their apartment...
"Man I can't wait to relax and listen to some Heavy Metal..." said Diesel 11 as he walked in the apartment...
"Don't blast it like last time or else Mrs. Gregorio will complain again and talk to that jack of a building manager Old Man Tompkins and get TGC, and us, evicted..." said Toz
"What I've only done it like, once, right?" asked Diesel 11
"More like 27..." replied Toz with a sweatdrop...
*laughtrack*
"Whatever, let's just go in already..." said Frank as he opened the door...
"Man it's sucks TGC is away all the time working since none of us are working currently, besides Tug..." said Toz to no one in particular...
"Oh yeah... What's he doing again?" asked Diesel 11
"He's an international accountant, world famous I believe..." replied Frank
"How can an accountant be world famous?" asked Diesel 11
"Well I just got this postcard from him..." replied Frank
"Alright, then read it..." said Toz
*Cut to a Postcard with the words 'Greetings From Germany' on the back*
*Tug Narration*
"Greetings my friends, as you know, being a world famous accountant has it perks and disadvantages, one always being wanted by many organizations, mostly for scoring the highest grade ever on the CPA exam and having solved multiple countries' deficits and re-managing their entire government's financial systems to actually make money makes you highly sought after... Anyways, while doing work for the German Chancellor I accidentally lost the entire nation's wealth due to a typing error, and almost started World World 3 by accidentally declaring War on France by being translated wrong by my assistant Jacobs, reminder fire Jacobs possibly, but I managed to work it all out, restart Germany's entire welfare system in under 5 minutes, and am now never allowed in Berlin again... I also have to go do work for the French President now, so, do you guys know how not to insult a French Man because I think I just had Jacobs say I called the president's mother a... You know what, I shouldn't tell you, anyways, please send me a foreign language dictionary, or else the next letter might be coming from a European prison...
Yours Truly, Tug
P.S. Start looking for a new Translator for me, I really don't have the time right now hiding from French authorities, also fire Jacobs
*End of Narration*
"Well that was a weird postcard.." said Toz
"Should we worry?" asked Frank
"Nah, he'll be fine..." said Diesel 11 not caring at all
"Well he is our only other source of income besides TGC, and with him in the slammer, TGC wouldn't be able to afford the four of us, plus Tug's bail money, so then we would have to get.... Jobbbbbbbbbbs.... Ewwww...." replied Toz
"Who cares..." said Diesel 11 as he hopped on the sofa...
"And we'll especially make you get a job, Mr. only job I've ever had was playing in a failed metal band named 'Clothes Rack 27'..." replied Toz angrily at Diesel 11
"It was Hangar 18! And we only played once due to the band's 'creative differences'..." said Diesel 11
"Didn't your drummer quit to get a 'real job' and is now a world class hair dresser... And you called him a sellout, right?" asked Toz
"SHUT UP! IT WAS CREATIVE DIFFERENCES ALRIGHT!" shouted Diesel 11
"Come down Ozzy, the Crazy Train hasn't left the station just yet..." said Toz
*laughtrack*
"WRONG BAND!"
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Post by frankthetriviaman on Apr 28, 2016 23:07:23 GMT -5
"Hey! I have a job!" Frank pointed out.
"Frank; 500 bucks a week off the ads from your video game let's plays isn't a job, it's an underpaid hobby" Toz pointed out. (laugh track)
Frank holds his hand to his head then turns to the audience.
"Well, I suppose somebody's got to explain what's going on around here. You see, the five of us together are roommates in apartment 7C of Greenfield Towers. Heaven knows how that name came to be since all I can see is gray..."
*A look outside the window reveals parking lots, buildings and streets, but not one shred of nature (laugh track)
"...but we've got a nice set up here. It's a big apartment, with 5 bedrooms, 2 1/2 baths, a living room, a kitchen, a dining room and entertainment area. Here, let me show you around."
As Toz and D-11 go about their business, Frank takes the viewers on a tour of the apartment.
"Here we have our living room. two couches and two chairs, 2 end tables and 2 coffee tables. Why no TV you ask? Well, sometimes when we have a small party or family over, this are we dedicate to socialization more than television. The TV is over here..."
In the entertainment area, Frank walks over as Toz and D-11 are seen arguing over the TV remote in the background.
"Pretty sweet entertainment set-up actually. Flatscreen HD tv, Xbox one and 360, and PS4. And..." Frank walks over to a rather large, carefully organized shelf "200 video game library sorted alphabetically" Frank said. Just then the remote goes flying and knocks some of the games over. Frank stares at D-11 and Toz. "Uhh... he did it!" D-11 said as he ran into his room. Toz sighed as he went to clean up.
"Kitchen's over here, and nothing too fancy really. I bake something once a week, but cooking... well, there's no such thing as a home cooked meal around here. Around here, its Chinese on Tuesday, pizza on Friday, and every man for himself the other days."
Frank walks down the hall past D-11's room "This here is David... uh, D-11's room. See, that's his stage name, he sees himself as a heavy metal guitarist, but..."
A look inside reveals him playing guitar and it looks like he sounds great. But then he loses his grip and the guitar drops, but the music is still playing. He was air playing to a megadeth album.
"Uh...uh..." D-11 shuts his door in embarrasment (laugh track)
"And this is Toz's room..." Frank walks past a closed door before finally getting to his room.
"And here is my place. Standard stuff really; dresser, chair, and one of those beds where its a desk on the bottom, bed on top. It cuts down on the space. My personal couch and TV are over here- Play station 2 and Nintendo 64 with library; sometimes I like going back to the basics."
"So yea, TGC is hardly here, always out working, and we don't know when he'll be back. Tug's out on business, leaving the three of us. Speaking of which, I'd better try and get the three of us talking again; we have a plot to resolve!" (laugh track)
A quick scene change shows the three of them on one of the couches in the living room.
"Ok, so what do we do to make some money?" Toz asked.
"Oh! I know how we can make money!" D-11 said.
"how?" Frank asked.
"Well, we get some scissors and paper, and some crayons, and we look on line for reference photos, and we draw like 10,000 dollar bills and..."
*As the laugh track plays, Frank and Toz stare at D-11
"What?" D-11 asked, the laugh track still lingering.
"What do you think "making money" means?" Frank asked with a straight face.
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Post by Toz76 on Apr 29, 2016 0:22:35 GMT -5
"Wait, before we go any further, what type of sitcom is this? Is it one of those sitcoms where we always have hilarious misadventures while out on dates?"
"Um, I hope not." D11 said. "I'd quit if it were."
"Actually, you're contractually locked in for seven and a half seasons."
"This is the PILOT EPISODE!"
"Then you'd better hope it flops." *laughtrack*
*Frank looks bemusedly at the camera*
"Anyway," Toz continues, "I've come up with a great way to make money. We design a phone app that measures B.O."
"Is that even possible?" Frank asks?"
"Who cares? It's what everyone needs!"
"Excuse me!?" *laughtrack*
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Post by frankthetriviaman on Apr 29, 2016 0:43:53 GMT -5
"Wait, I have another idea!" Diesel 11 said.
"What?" Frank asked.
"Ok, so we get some handguns, burlap sacks and ski masks. We go to the bank and..."
Frank and Toz are staring at him again.
"What?" D-11 asked.
"And what exactly do you have in mind once you are in the bank?" Frank replied yet again.
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Post by Biblically Accurate Angel on Apr 29, 2016 12:53:51 GMT -5
"Okay, okay. In all seriousness, I think I'll learn to play guitar." Toz stares, then whispers to Frank, "He couldn't play guitar even if he was Randy Rhoads." *laughtrack* "No wait, let me show you." Diesel 11 takes out his guitar and- "OW! MY F***IN' EARS!" cries Toz. "But I haven't even started playing yet..." *laughtrack* "Er... um... I was just trying to be prepared..." *laughtrack*
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Post by Admin on Apr 29, 2016 13:01:04 GMT -5
"Legally get money out of our empty bank account. No we are going to rob the place haven't you ever seen a movie? They always wear the ski masks." D-11 said.
"If we are gonna rob a bank then we need to make sure there are no witnesses, ideally, not being seen!" Toz replied
"Kill the accountant."
"Maybe your mother is right about those metal songs corrupting your brain."
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Post by Admin on Apr 29, 2016 13:03:39 GMT -5
Got run over there
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Post by frankthetriviaman on Apr 29, 2016 13:39:30 GMT -5
(I got this)
"Focus focus! We can't flip flop on plans here!" Frank said; "I feel like there's two different conversations going on here."
"Well, I play the guitar, that's the plan" D-11 said.
"Can you play?"
"Watch me". He said. He raised his arm to play as if he was going to play some heavy metal song, but then suddenly he began playing softer than expected
"Three blind mice, three blind mice..." And Frank and Toz looked on with confusion. Then Frank talked to the audience.
"Oh that's right, we're on television; I hate copyright laws..." Before turning back to the scene. (Laugh track)
"So... What songs can you play?" Frank asked.
"Oh, there's three blind mice, Yankee Doodle, London bridge, camptown races..."
"In other words, all the really old songs that are public domain, so we don't have to pay royalties that would blow a hole in the budget" Frank whispered to the audience. (Laugh track)
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Post by Biblically Accurate Angel on Apr 29, 2016 13:45:05 GMT -5
"No, no, I can do better." *Guitar riff* "Policeman Looking through the trash can Can't find nothin' that looks like PacMan."
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Post by Admin on Apr 29, 2016 13:50:18 GMT -5
"Considering nobody would throw something that looks like PacMan away except if it was a rotting cheese wheel"
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Post by frankthetriviaman on Apr 29, 2016 13:50:55 GMT -5
"Uh oh... This is gonna get expensive..." Frank whispered (laugh track)
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Post by Biblically Accurate Angel on Apr 29, 2016 19:49:56 GMT -5
*Door opens* "Heeeellllooo, neighbors!" *Facepalms* "Hi, Hartley."
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Post by frankthetriviaman on Apr 29, 2016 20:06:18 GMT -5
"Hello Mr. Hartley; what brings you around this neck of the woods?" Frank asked as Hartley strolled in.
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Post by Biblically Accurate Angel on Apr 29, 2016 20:14:02 GMT -5
*Hartley looks as though Frank has two heads* "I live right next to you...." *Frank hits his head* "Silly me! I've been reading too many Gunnarson mysteries." "Who?" *Laughtrack*
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