133 Different Category, Same Damn Stupid White Paper (1/2)
\”Now, let's look at the scoreboard, shall we?\” Lucas said as he looked behind to see the current scores of the people in the glass hall. There, a table with the contestants' names and a number accompanying them is flashing brightly towards us. \”Ooooh! Keizer with 2 points! He's currently leading in the game, and I bet he's more than excited to die. I suggest shitting your pants while facing the camera! It worked like a charm last time! Meanwhile, the salesman has one point, which is not bad at all!\” Lucas then tightened his lips and shrugged while looking blankly into the floor.
\”Yeah. It's easy to mend that amount of points difference if you say something bad about Martin Luther King Jr.\” Timmy uttered with an affirming smile as he nodded upon seeing the scores on the screen.
\”Yeah, or you can say Hitler did nothing wrong, and everyone will definitely smack points right into your sick Nazi ass till you're out there falling on the boiler downstairs,\” Lucas said while smacking the back of his hands on his palms while chuckling in between his sentence.
\”But if they don't want to do it,\” Timmy uttered before raising his forehead with a shrug, \”then we can just do it for them easily.\”
\”AND THAT'S WHY WE'RE NOW GOING TO ROUND 2!\” Lucas exclaimed, which then prompted the television behind him to change into a screen that shows a pink and glittery font that says, 'RESIGNING.'
Meanwhile, I saw a few people wearing black inside walking on the ceiling carefully to reach the people who're standing upside down there. It seems like they're pushing a wardrobe towards T. S. Elliot. The esteemed American poet who's now wearing a tight catsuit then opened the wardrobe and saw the rotting corpse of a lion inside along with a rectangular-shaped witch hat. Seeing this, the hooker gasped and took the black witch hat and danced around the ceiling with her legs wide open.
\”This round, we're talking about resigning! That's right! We will know more about why our Stromlets left Plural Heights, and why Veronica is so adamant in turning them into minced meat!\” Timmy exclaimed when he realized that Lucas had been distracted by whatever is happening on the ceiling. While Timmy was speaking, the violinist above suddenly started playing an out of tune Baroque composition, which made it hard for Timmy to continue speaking because he continuously gets interrupted by the sudden high-pitched melody of the violin.
Lucas then shook his head after seeing that the hooker started French kissing the back of her hand while gently caressing the witch hat. He then smiled at us and continued speaking, \”Now, let's read at the information of our, uhh... guests, err, I mean, our contestants! Let's start with the nurse again because she has the lowest score!\”
Suddenly, a midget lady with neon blue long hair jumped out of the backstage. \”YES! YES! THANK YOU! YES! WOMAN EMPOWERMENT!\” After screaming those words out loud, the midget suddenly runs back to the backstage like a fleeing ninja.
\”Right, Miss Kirstel ended her affiliation with Plural Heights because Veronica ordered her to kill her own mother using a special chemical acid that Plural Heights had recently created to clean the mold in their corpse dumpster. Miss Kirstel openly opposed Veronica and stormed off the Plural Heights' Mother before she got kidnapped on her way to her job in the local hospital three days later.\” Lucas uttered before taking a slice of cantaloupe from inside of her undershirt's breast pocket, chewing on it loudly until cantaloupe juices started to spew out of his mouth.
\”Well, we stan a loving daughter!\” Timmy said with a shrug while pointing his hands towards the nurse. Everyone in the stage then suddenly started clapping profusely with blank expressions and not uttering a single word. What's even more baffling about it is that they're all clapping in unison in perfect coordination and harmony, which made it sound like there's just a colossal arm clapping instead of countless people doing it. I could even hear some applause coming from backstage, which is also in sync with everyone present on stage.
\”Th-thank you?\” The nurse uttered with a disgusted look on her face as she raised an eyebrow while looking at the applauding people.