Read Random Skits :: Oh Seas (Part 1)

Hello there, random children who somehow managed to stumble upon this trash of a skit collection thingy-ma-bobble and shall never make it out because 9 of you are now subbed to it and I don't know why!

(Gasp for breath)

(Whispering) Hoo, boy, I really gotta change that intro.

ANYWHO!

As the title suggests, today, we will be taking a break from skits and stuff so I can tell you some of my ideas for OCs! Definitely not for the sole purpose that I'm having a writer's block and don't know what to do now! Haha...not at all...

So... uh... yea... let's just get this over with.

SO! NUMERO UNO! (I'm Hispanic, deal with it)

I was thinking maybe an OC who was an introverted smol child who wants to be a comedian, 'cuz that's a fair representation of a small part of me (ya know, ignoring the fact that I am a HUGE MOTHAFRISKIN' EXTROVERT AT TIMES. Just sayin~). And then, I'm like, PFFF, NAH! LET'S MAKE HER AN EXTROVERT!

(25 extrovert-training montages later...)

So! Are you ready?!?

???: AS READY AS I'LL EVER BE!!!

Alrighty! So, time for the full reveal.

...

... (ooo, much suspense)

MEET BROOKE!

...

(Whispers) That's your cue.

BROOKE: Oh! Right! (Walks out on stage, which randomly appeared out of nowhere. Don't question it.) Ayo!

Alrighty, so Brooke is a 14-year-old child who is EXTRA EXTROVERTED (see what I did there?), random, and impatient. She can be rash at times, but she still cares for other's well being. (quieter) also she's very smol.

BROOKE: At least I'm taller than you.

(Well played.)

(WELL PLAYED.)

Her hair is brown and reaches down to her elbows. She is never seen without her precious Kermit hoodie. 'Cuz Kermit needs to be in this somehow.

AND NOW, IT'S TIME FOR... DRUMROLL PLEASE...

(Silence)

(Because I don't own drums)

THE BACKSTORY!!!!!11!!!!1!11ONE!!!ONE11!!

...I'M TOO LAZY TO DO THIS :D

*Walks off stage*

*Gets pushed back in by Brooke*

BROOKE: (Talking to the readers) Keep an eye on her for me, will ya?

S h E ' s N o T e S c A p I n G t H i S t I m E.

...

BROOKE: (Whispering to herself) Geez, the author should really fix this text issue. I'm starting to creep myself out... (Walks behind the curtains)

... welp... (Opens random book that just appeared out of nowhere. Yeah, I don't really science here.) Looks like we're gonna have to read this anyways.

(Throat clear)

(All lights turn off)

'TWAS A DARK AND STORMY NIGHT...

(All lights turn back on)

Ah, sheet, wrong story.

(Picks out another book)

THERE we go!

(More throat clearing noises 'cuz I'm fancy)

Brooke used to be an introverted smol child. She never liked socialization or strangers. HECK, she didn't even like people (Even though she was one. You can hate your own species, right? ...right???) in general, knowing how cruel they could be. (Ah, the wonders of history :D)

What a beech, amiri-

BROOKE: JUST READ THE GOSHDARN STORY!

After a while, however, Brooke saw that people could actually be pretty kind. She really wanted to make it up to all the people who were nice to her and actually became her friends.

But she didn't know how.

...

Until...

COMEDY: (Beechslaps Brooke) WADDUUUUUUUUUUUUUP!

(Side Note: 100% accurate representation of what happened)

Brooke discovered stand-up comedy. She loved it. She loved the jokes, the way people laughed, the way they all smiled, the way love and happiness filled the air.

She even loved the microphone feedback. And that's a hard thing to love.

But she did.

And she joked.

And the jokes sucked.

But she never gave up.

And she made them laugh.

She made them all laugh.

And she smiled.

And she knew this was what she wanted.

So she did.

...

AH, SHEET, I MADE IT SAPPY!