Juggalo TV Episode Six {#008} | 952 words.
Mar 7, 2021 7:29:34 GMT -5
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Post by Twiztid Insane on Mar 7, 2021 7:29:34 GMT -5
TWIZTID INSANE: How the fuck is it that no muthafucka in AW can say my name correctly? Like it's Twiz-TID, not Twiz-TED... How hard is that for some people to figure out, man... oh shit, we on?
With a bit of muffled laughter in the background we are greeted with the regular introduction we're used to for JTV.
"GATHER ROUND JUGGALOS AND JUGGALETTES FOR THE GREATEST SHOW IN TOWN! This right here is the SIXTH episode of Juggalo TV, and this one is a special one for all the homies out there... so prepare yourselves for one of, if not, the greatest internet talk shows that you will ever witness... and now... please allow me to introduce to you, your Ringmaster... TWIZTID... IN... SANEEEEEE!"
TWIZTID INSANE: Whoop Whoop Muthafuckos and Muthafuckettes. It's ya muthafuckin boy Twiztid Insane back in this bitch today, now we ain't got the same restrictions we had from the old studio, on live TV. We got a couple of segments for ya today. But we're gonna start with a tried and true segment, "Talk Shit, Get Hit." and we're gonna get right into it now. As you muthafuckas know, I got a massive opportunity here, again. THIS right here, man... this is another shot to right a wrong that happened ages back, I went on a wild run when I first came in and it all lead into Downfall and the Television Championship. Where I failed, then I failed again, and again... and now here we are. A #1 contenders match against the newly returned, Darren Marsh beating, "Mr Underground", John Black.
Twiztid gets out of his chair and starts walking towards a massive screen.
TWIZTID INSANE: John Black... man. This shit right here is going to be insane. You're a legend amongst the people, ain't ya? I remember when I was treated like a god by the people, I remember the feeling... how I was treated by them, like I was the best thing they'd ever seen. I was counter culture, I was the fucking guy... then it all went away... faded into obscurity. Only the most diehard of my fans kept by me, supported me while everyone else went off onto the newest fad. That's exactly what's gonna happen to you, John. You might hate to hear it, but it's the truth. It's why I joined up with Devil's Gate. They saw something in me that... well... I haven't seen in myself in a long fucking time. They saw me for what I am, someone that's worth something on this fucked up planet. This is a shot for me to stop all this failure in my life... this is a time for me to show the fucking world... that I am what I say I am... and that is a dangerous... dangerous man.
Twiz stops at the screen and looks down, smirking. Before looking back up at the camera and smiling.
TWIZTID INSANE: So, "Mr Underground" John Black... I hope you're ready to dance with the devil on the eighth, because you can talk all the shit you want, you just gotta expect to get hit one of these days.
Twiz smiles and walks back over to his desk, sitting down in the chair.
TWIZTID INSANE: Now, with that out the way. We here today and we don't have much time left, so I'm gonna take a couple of minutes out of the end of the show here to-
MISS ME, CHARLIE?
TWIZTID INSANE: Oh for fucksake.
WHAT? I THOUGHT YOU'D BE HAPPY TO HEAR FROM ME AGAIN...
Twiztid looks over his shoulder to see what he was expecting to see... a blood soaked vision of himself, talking back to him.
TWIZTID INSANE: What the fuck are you here for, now? I thought I got rid of you.
YOU CAN NEVER BE RID OF ME, CHARLIE.
Twiztid just sighs and goes to get out of the chair, but he can't. He looks down and sees that nothing is holding him down, he's just unable to get out of the chair.
CHARLIE... YOU'RE WEAK. NO ONE IN THAT COMPANY TAKES YOU SERIOUSLY...
TWIZTID INSANE: You're lying.
THEY DON'T EVEN SAY YOUR NAME RIGHT, CHARLIE. HOW MUCH DO YOU REALLY THINK THEY CARE ABOUT YOU?
Twiztid hangs his head, realising that he's right.
TWIZTID INSANE: So what the fuck am I supposed to do then? Seriously. They can't even take time out of their day to realise that they're saying my name wrong. What do I do?
YOU SEND A FUCKING MESSAGE, CHARLIE. THAT'S WHAT YOU DO.
TWIZTID INSANE: How the fuck am I supposed to do that?
SEND A MESSAGE IN YOUR MATCH AGAINST JOHN BLACK... YOU HAVE TO SHOW THE WORLD THAT YOU ARE AS DANGEROUS AS YOU CLAIM YOU ARE. YOU CAN ONLY TRUST WHAT I SAY.
TWIZTID INSANE: And why the fuck would I only listen to you.
The image comes right up in Charlie's face.
BECAUSE I AM YOU, CHARLIE.
The image starts to laugh, before disappearing into nothingness and Twiz comes back into reality.
D: Charlie, CHARLIE! Fuck sake, TWIZ!
Twiztid just shakes himself awake, looking up at D standing behind the camera.
D: Well... what where you gonna say? You just stopped mid sentence for like thirty seconds.
TWIZTID INSANE: Riiiight, okay... umm... well. Much Muthafuckin Wicked Clown Love to all y'all muthafuckos and muthafuckettes for joinin' me today, I'll be seein' y'all real soon, when we got ourselves a shot at Downfall and the TV title. WHOOP WHOOP!
Twiztid then gets up from the chair and walks out of frame, the last thing you see on the screen is the JTV logo as JTV episode six goes off the air.
With a bit of muffled laughter in the background we are greeted with the regular introduction we're used to for JTV.
"GATHER ROUND JUGGALOS AND JUGGALETTES FOR THE GREATEST SHOW IN TOWN! This right here is the SIXTH episode of Juggalo TV, and this one is a special one for all the homies out there... so prepare yourselves for one of, if not, the greatest internet talk shows that you will ever witness... and now... please allow me to introduce to you, your Ringmaster... TWIZTID... IN... SANEEEEEE!"
TWIZTID INSANE: Whoop Whoop Muthafuckos and Muthafuckettes. It's ya muthafuckin boy Twiztid Insane back in this bitch today, now we ain't got the same restrictions we had from the old studio, on live TV. We got a couple of segments for ya today. But we're gonna start with a tried and true segment, "Talk Shit, Get Hit." and we're gonna get right into it now. As you muthafuckas know, I got a massive opportunity here, again. THIS right here, man... this is another shot to right a wrong that happened ages back, I went on a wild run when I first came in and it all lead into Downfall and the Television Championship. Where I failed, then I failed again, and again... and now here we are. A #1 contenders match against the newly returned, Darren Marsh beating, "Mr Underground", John Black.
Twiztid gets out of his chair and starts walking towards a massive screen.
TWIZTID INSANE: John Black... man. This shit right here is going to be insane. You're a legend amongst the people, ain't ya? I remember when I was treated like a god by the people, I remember the feeling... how I was treated by them, like I was the best thing they'd ever seen. I was counter culture, I was the fucking guy... then it all went away... faded into obscurity. Only the most diehard of my fans kept by me, supported me while everyone else went off onto the newest fad. That's exactly what's gonna happen to you, John. You might hate to hear it, but it's the truth. It's why I joined up with Devil's Gate. They saw something in me that... well... I haven't seen in myself in a long fucking time. They saw me for what I am, someone that's worth something on this fucked up planet. This is a shot for me to stop all this failure in my life... this is a time for me to show the fucking world... that I am what I say I am... and that is a dangerous... dangerous man.
Twiz stops at the screen and looks down, smirking. Before looking back up at the camera and smiling.
TWIZTID INSANE: So, "Mr Underground" John Black... I hope you're ready to dance with the devil on the eighth, because you can talk all the shit you want, you just gotta expect to get hit one of these days.
Twiz smiles and walks back over to his desk, sitting down in the chair.
TWIZTID INSANE: Now, with that out the way. We here today and we don't have much time left, so I'm gonna take a couple of minutes out of the end of the show here to-
MISS ME, CHARLIE?
TWIZTID INSANE: Oh for fucksake.
WHAT? I THOUGHT YOU'D BE HAPPY TO HEAR FROM ME AGAIN...
Twiztid looks over his shoulder to see what he was expecting to see... a blood soaked vision of himself, talking back to him.
TWIZTID INSANE: What the fuck are you here for, now? I thought I got rid of you.
YOU CAN NEVER BE RID OF ME, CHARLIE.
Twiztid just sighs and goes to get out of the chair, but he can't. He looks down and sees that nothing is holding him down, he's just unable to get out of the chair.
CHARLIE... YOU'RE WEAK. NO ONE IN THAT COMPANY TAKES YOU SERIOUSLY...
TWIZTID INSANE: You're lying.
THEY DON'T EVEN SAY YOUR NAME RIGHT, CHARLIE. HOW MUCH DO YOU REALLY THINK THEY CARE ABOUT YOU?
Twiztid hangs his head, realising that he's right.
TWIZTID INSANE: So what the fuck am I supposed to do then? Seriously. They can't even take time out of their day to realise that they're saying my name wrong. What do I do?
YOU SEND A FUCKING MESSAGE, CHARLIE. THAT'S WHAT YOU DO.
TWIZTID INSANE: How the fuck am I supposed to do that?
SEND A MESSAGE IN YOUR MATCH AGAINST JOHN BLACK... YOU HAVE TO SHOW THE WORLD THAT YOU ARE AS DANGEROUS AS YOU CLAIM YOU ARE. YOU CAN ONLY TRUST WHAT I SAY.
TWIZTID INSANE: And why the fuck would I only listen to you.
The image comes right up in Charlie's face.
BECAUSE I AM YOU, CHARLIE.
The image starts to laugh, before disappearing into nothingness and Twiz comes back into reality.
D: Charlie, CHARLIE! Fuck sake, TWIZ!
Twiztid just shakes himself awake, looking up at D standing behind the camera.
D: Well... what where you gonna say? You just stopped mid sentence for like thirty seconds.
TWIZTID INSANE: Riiiight, okay... umm... well. Much Muthafuckin Wicked Clown Love to all y'all muthafuckos and muthafuckettes for joinin' me today, I'll be seein' y'all real soon, when we got ourselves a shot at Downfall and the TV title. WHOOP WHOOP!
Twiztid then gets up from the chair and walks out of frame, the last thing you see on the screen is the JTV logo as JTV episode six goes off the air.