Another Vore Talk show (UPDATED!!)

[gorgonzoladealer]

Drain: You listen to Wocka Flocka at all?

Steve: Drain please.

Drain: Just... alright.

Steve: Man someone needs to turn the AC down.

Steve proceeds to take off his pants. He's wearing plaid boxers. Drain covers his eyes in disgust.

Drain: Hey no one wants to see that!

Steve: I can't help it dude. So, high and mighty huh? Any notable meals like that?

[gorgonzoladealer]

(I'd like to remind everyone that if you don't reply within a week, you're kicked off and we move on to the next guest.)

[silkmoon]

(so here?)

[gorgonzoladealer]

(Yeah, that's good)

[silkmoon]

* sliver fured kitsune with 3 tails wearing green robes wearing a jade mirror neckless.* so this a vore talk show? looks around be for siting down* meep

[gorgonzoladealer]

LADIES AND GENTLEMAN, WELCOME TO THE MIDNIGHT VORE SHOW!!!

The curtains draw to reveal a large sign, bearing the name of the show in cursive, as well as a cardboard cutout of a moon with a circle belly. That falls off and rolls off stage.

PLEASE WELCOME YOUR HOST STEVE SPEEEEEEPLE!!!!

Steve enters the stage pulled in by a slave boy pulling a red rover wagon, with Steve inside it. Steve gives a crack of a black whip he had in his hand and the boy starts running as fast as he could, which with the weight of Steve isn't very far. They arrive at his desk and Steve steps off.

Steve: Shoo go on!

The boy runs off backstage, leaving Steve to sit down in his chair. He catches Silverwind sitting down.

Steve: What are you doing?

[silkmoon]

sliverwind: siting down becouse no one told me what chair was mine here

[silkmoon]

(sorry the chat was arguing with me kept saying my massage was invalid)

[gorgonzoladealer]

Steve: We didn't call you on yet. Get out of here. Wait your turn.

[PlasmaTech225]

(Should I make my entry here?)

[gorgonzoladealer]

(Just pm me the stuff, then when its your turn then you can post it)

[silkmoon]

fine *dissapers* who ever was sapost to give me direction fail.mmm woundr where they are.... i guess i;ll look around a bit hehe

[gorgonzoladealer]

Steve: Welcome back everyone.

Drain merely pops into existance.

Steve: Welcome back Drain.

Drain: Good to be back.

The audience applaudes quietly.

Steve: Whatever happened to our last guest?

Drain: I dunno. She just kinda bounced.

Drain then threw a bouncy ball towards the band. After lightly grazing the recorder player, that man went into epileptic shock.

Drain: God damn it. Not again.

Steve: I thought we were doing pretty good at our job. We asked proffesional questions. We acted like socially normal individuals. Maybe she was the one with the problem.

Drain and a couple of paramedics were working to save the recorder player's life.

Steve: But who needs her right? We got another guest tonight. Please welcome this kitsune fellow, SILVERMOON!

The audience applauds and cheers for the coming guest.

[silkmoon]

( did you just mash up the names of my ocs.... slik moon or sliverwind. XD) the sliver fured kitsune walks back on with a slightly bigger belly* meep hello .. sorry be being on early someone told me i was sapost to go on before i was sapost to. and its slik moon or sliverwind not slivermoon. ( if there a free chair sits down*)

[ThisisHalloween239]

(well, nice to know this has been more successful than....ANY of my RPs forums)

[gorgonzoladealer]

(I mean... kinda. And Halloween I think yours was more succesful than mine. It's an interesting concept, I just wanted to do one in an Eric Andre style)

Steve: Ah okay. Silkwind. Gotcha.

Drain walks over to the two.

Drain: Guys, our recorder player died.

Steve: I don't blame him. You shouldn't be tossing around asbestos balls everywhere.

Drain placed a hand behind his head in shame.

Steve: A moment of silence for out recorder player.

Everyone in the studio bowed there heads in silence. Then loud techno music started to play and the audience erupted into excitement.

Steve: It's time for the PIE GAME!

A scantily dressed black woman carted out a tray with a whole pie on it. It was cherry flavored.

Steve: Okay S and M, answer this question correctly and you get to eat this pie.

Drain: Wait...

Steve: During the purging of the Romanoff family, did Anastasia survive?

[ThisisHalloween239]

(I just don't get it, I thought people would like the ideas I have when I make forums, but nobody's interested.)

[silkmoon]

( looks a little confused) S and m? no i dont think anastasia died...

[gorgonzoladealer]

Steve: Survey says!

*ding ding ding*

Steve: Correct! She ran through a mousehole and got inside a rocket, built by the Rothschilds, and blasted off to Mars, where she became a concubine to the Martian prince until she died at the ripe old age of 69. Now you can eat your pie!

As the tray is pushed towards Silvermoon, a spring launches the pie into his face. The audience applauds loudly.

Steve: Oohhh, that's a good one. Moving on with the show, lets talk about vore. Cause that's what we're all about right!? Right!!?

The audience cheered loudly, one even shouting "I love you Steve."

Drain: We also talk about trending topics and pop culture... but mostly vore.

A man from the quiet crowd shouted "Shut the fuck up!" Drain raised his arms in irritation.

Steve: So, who's that special someone in your stomach?

[silkmoon]

her name is dark tail shadow. she a cute cat i desided to pick up (note she not on eka's portal sigh... we really could of had fun here) i just feed her someone who gave me a poor Que.
she much bigger then i let my belly show hehe