Read THE GENRE GENERATOR :: Episode 2: Control Center!

THE GENRE GENERATOR 2

Created by: A051998A

Characters:

Director Di/ Cliché/ Censored ([All one person] He has power over movie Clichés and censorey bars as well as light censores)

Censored Men/ The Censored Group/ Censorey Group/ Dark Mages (Different from Cliché’s form called, “Censored,”)

Policeman/ Police Dad/Copyright Policeman ([The Dad of Cliché’s] Part of the Spiritual Police and the Copyright Police)

Senses (Is like an angel, but is sphere like and has rings of senses)

Actor/ Genres

(Looks like an actor puppet by artists to know how to draw poses. He hiddenly saved some of the potion he gained in the last episode and gave it to a living weapon of his. There is another man that replaces him in the end.)

Actress/ Variety (Like Actor or Genres. Looks like Actor, but female with an animated yin mask.)

Episode 2: Control Center!

SCENERY; INSIDE: Cliché’s home.

BOOM OPERATOR: Boom, boom!

CLICHÉ: Hey, what’s up, Boomer?

BOOM OPERATOR: Don’t trust Actor.

CLICHÉ: My daughter’s boyfriend, dude?

BOOM OPERATOR: Yeppers, he ditched, “Genres,” as a name.

CLICHÉ: You’ve got to be kidding me.

BOOM OPERATOR: More bad than that, I checked his online history and he now owns a control center.

CLICHÉ: That’s messed up and to think I was going to actually pay the money for his name change.

BOOM OPERATOR: Yep, I know. Variety almost changed back her name, but is iffy on Actor now.

CLICHÉ: That’s neat that my daughter’s iffy.

BOOM OPERATOR: Cliché?

CLICHÉ: Yes, Boomer?

BOOM OPERATOR: I want to be a different Boom Operator. One that only does explosions.

CLICHÉ: I want to keep ditching Director Di, but every time I try, I quickly pick him back up.

BOOM OPERATOR: Why not be a ranger, instead? Parts of your outfit call for it.

CLICHÉ: It has been in my mind. How does the name, “Danger the Ranger,” sound?

BOOM OPERATOR: Great, I’ll call you, “Danger”!

CLICHÉ: *Transforms into Director Di, but with a cowboy ranger hat*

BOOM OPERATOR: Uh, wait. Should we call the spiritual police instead, dude?

DANGER (Cliché): Dang, man. I wanted to be called, “The Danger,” fine, I’ll go to the police and simply turn them all in. Call my daughter.

BOOMER (Boom Operator): Sure thing, I love her.

DANGER: For the while, I didn’t know what to do. Perfect thing it’s in the light, now.

BOOMER: Go brighten the beaker to a whole new world, dude!

DANGER: Will do, you’re going on out with me, Boomer! *Makes a, “Tch-chk!” sound and shows the finger guns gesture*

MUSIC: *Parody of P*mp *t by the Bl*ck E*ed P*as plays*

DANGER: *He goes to his car with Boomer and drives like a professional driver to the spiritual police head quarters*

SCENERY: Spiritual and Copyright Police Headquarters, inside.

DANGER: You can call me, “Danger,” now, I’ll always be one of your seers.

DANGER: It’s my ranger hat.

DANGER: No, I am similar to a Canadian, but I got some bad news. I’ve been working on something for a very long time. *Opens a map titled, “Control Centers”*

DANGER: My daughter needs saving, I need saving. I’m a natural-spiritual person so this took a long time. I wanted to get all of them and slipping in with a nickname helps, Dad.

POLICEMAN/ POLICE DAD: Let me guess, “Director Di”.

DANGER: Yeah, Dad, yeah…

SENSES: Didn’t I order you to search it before he searched it?

SENSES: Fell in love.

BOOM OPERATOR: She did, she did!

COPYRIGHT/ POLICE DAD: Forget I ordered it. Alright, Cliché. We’ll collect all the faces and bodies from the control centers, thanks for helping us. You and Senses make a great couple.

SENSES: Am I fired?

DANGER: Woo-hoo! I’m with my Dad! Yeah, baby!

COPYRIGHT/ POLICE DAD: Be grateful, I’ve read that she’s your wife. She’ll be happy if you call your daughter and warn her.

DANGER: Yeah, Dad! *Calls his daughter* Her names’ Variety now.

VARIETY: Cliché?

DANGER: It’s me, sort of. Stay out of any contracts… Uh, Dad… Can you talk to her?

COPYRIGHT/ POLICE DAD: *Collects the phone* Hello there, Variety. If you’re with Actor, exit his building, okay? Don’t bring Actor with you because he started to own a control center.

VARIETY: I hear you, okie dokie.

VARIETY: Sure thing, grand-dad. Bye, bye, I love you.

VARIETY: *Hangs up the phone, too*

ACTOR: Hey, Actress… *Grips her hand romantically, slightly rough*

VARIETY: Actor?

ACTOR: Come with me, I’ll make you anew, darling.

VARIETY: Um, not right now, I’ve got to go.

ACTOR: Really, *Pulls her in romantically* doll-face?

VARIETY: I like the potions that my Dad gave us. They already make us anew.

ACTOR: I unfortunately don’t prefer them, but I want to do my own wonderful renewal! Please, just watch me for some time. *Grips both her arms and holds them stronger*

VARIETY: Um… *Gets pulled by Actor* Whoa-oa! *Goes into another big room that looks like it’s for rituals*

ACTOR: Variety, I’m dying- *Locks the room* because of your Dad, so I have to go through *A black robe gets put on him* a new personality, control and change, okay?

VARIETY: *Gets put in a white robe* Actor, I don’t trust this. *She gets locked by the censorey sorcerers and censorey dark magicians through a magical fear spell* I’m scared!

ACTOR: That’s okay because you are my last hope.

VARIETY: Wh- What!? I’m not dying for you!

ACTOR: You are dying because I’m sacrificing you.

VARIETY: No, no, no! *Breaks out of the lock* Actor, this isn’t good. *Pulls out a potion and drinks it* I’m going to have to fight you. *Changes into a new form inspired by the sci-fi, action genre* I’m not *Flies upward with a sci-fi looking jet pack* your girl anymore, I am Variety because my Dad said so!

ACTOR: You changed without me! How!?

VARIETY: Dad taught me a deeper technique so my clothes and gear will always be accepted straight onto me!

ACTOR: You look like a whole other genre! That’s not fair!

VARIETY: You were supposed to be Genres, my Dad didn’t teach you the technique because he knew you’d just want to be-

ACTOR: Quiet down! *Forms a black censored bar club and tries to hit her*

VARIETY: Who-oa! *Dodges* Did you save some of the potion for that?

ACTOR: *Slams down the club in front of her, but she dodges* Some. *Lifts the club back up and it transforms into a spear of the history genre* My living weapon is any genre *Throws it at her* because of it. I studied a bit without you.

VARIETY: *She dodges* I’ll mess you up-

ACTOR: *The spear turns into a bladed boomerang that multiplies as it comes back, able to cut through a body 7 times and heads towards the behind of Variety*

VARIETY: for not being your growing self! *She transforms into a mermaid with wings representing the fantasy-action genre and collects them as magic, shooting it back at him*

ACTOR: *Dodges* Why not teach me *Uses a hand to flirt with her* the *He bends the magic back at her* full technique?

VARIETY: *Slaps it away with her mermaid tail, changes into the thriller genre as a cop with a black miniature club and tries to hit him multiple times as Actor dodges* You betrayed everyone by owning a control center as yourself, *Pulls out a gun* my Dad warned you weeks ago not to do it! *Changes form back into sci-fi, action*

ACTOR: *Picks up the seven orbs and changes them, his weapon into a gun, too* Actors, actresses! *He signals the dark censorey mage and magicians, actors and actresses* Please, do help me prepare her…

VARIETY: *Adds additional lazer and bullet proof armour*

ACTOR: *Shoots the gun while others shoot at her, too*

VARIETY: I don’t *Runs into them and hits one guy with an iron fist* need any preparation!

THE DARK MAGE TO ACTOR’S LEFT: *Falls back* Ugh!

VARIETY: But I’ll tell you one thing, since it’ll be your last.

ACTOR: *Captures her and puts the gun to her head* Honey. *Is still a bit rough with her* I thought you said that you would die for me in the past.

VARIETY: I did, but it isn’t worth it-

THE DARK MAGE TO ACTOR’S RIGHT: *Lifts her legs up*

VARIETY: If it’s evil! *Turns into a snake from the documentary channel* Dying is expensive and this is expensive. Ssss! *Bites him as the snake* Welcome to the wild life documentary channel.

ACTOR: Ow- you just transformed into one of the pet snakes I gave you- what the heck is that voice!?

VARIETY: *Bites the dark mage to Actor’s right* In the mountains near by an undisturbed forest…

THE DARK MAGE TO ACTOR’S RIGHT: Owch! What is that voice!?

VARIETY: A snake is endulging in it’s prey. *Attempts to bite everyone in the room, but she split-connects into different snakes to do this.* However, it’s not just a snake. It’s many snakes. Four are mind snakes of one and the one of the body connected to the others hides in its own shade to protect itself. Letting the extremely active ones prey and fix onto the minds. *Four are mind snakes, one is a body snake and the other is of two soul snakes. All of these are noticeable except the snake near by the mage to the left of Actor’s (It’s not noticeable because of it’s ability to hide in its its own shadow) and cause a big commotion*

THE DARK MAGE TO ACTOR’S RIGHT: Ahhhhhgh! It’s her, but- *Gets bitten again*

VARIETY: *It bites the living weapon Actor has and it turns into the potion’s liquid* It slowly consumes it’s large amount of prey until it is pleased. *She picks up the keys from Actor* Awaiting to birth new thoughts and memories from it’s venom. *She opens the entrance door and exits, locking the door*

THE CENSORED GROUP: *Aims weapons at her*

VARIETY: *Changes back into the armour* Any of you censorey freaks want a taste of this?

THE CENSORED GROUP: *They all clack their guns*

VARIETY: Flip you guys, really!? Ugh, *Raises lazer guns from the ground into the air and shoots them all*

THE CENSORED GROUP: *Some dodge, a bunch of them get caught frozen skinned and lazered. One goes in the back to try to break the door down to get Actor*

SOME OF THE CENSORED GROUP: Can’t handle us? *She gets surrounded*

VARIETY: *Her guns gain blades and handles* I don’t actually want to, don’t even ask your director for that shiz. *She cuts one of them down*

ONE OF THE CENSORED GROUP: *He tries to slice her with his sceptor which forms a magical misty round bomb ball with spikes that’s black and red*

VARIETY: *Dodges* That’s a dangerous item.

ANOTHER ONE OF THE CENSORED GROUP: *Tries to hit her with the same weapon*

VARIETY: *Dodges* Where’d you get that? *Pushes the, “Another one of the censored group” into, “The one of the censored group”* Kidding, *Morphs all of her guns to have shield blades* I’m not interested! *Pushes all the censored mages/ group back with her weapons, the guns soon transform into snakes and bite them* Gracious me, I’m curious! *Pulls one of them by the vest, all the whilst trapping most of the others by the shields turning into iron wraps* I don’t know why Actor made me have snakes in the past. *Hears a door being broke into behind her* He probably really wanted to control me *Wraps the one she pulled in metal* into dying for him! *Knots it*

CENSORED MAN THAT GOT TIED: *Trying to get out* Ahggghh!

VARIETY: *Flips her phone, eyeing the one that collected Actor through the broken door* Cliché? Can you please bring in the spiritual police, I just got attacked. I’m at the place Actor bought.

DANGER: Yes, sure my daughter! See ya, there! I love you!

VARIETY: *Hangs up the phone*

CENSORED MAN THAT IS ESCAPING WITH ACTOR: Urgh… *Running out, dropping a couple of bombs*

VARIETY: *Pulling the red carpet on the floor*

CENSORED MAN THAT IS ESCAPING WITH ACTOR: *Stumbles, drops Actor and falls out of the building, but the bombs goes off. However, the censored man is scared*

VARIETY: *Transforms into the comedy genre of a r**mba (vacuum cleaner) with a knife tied to it, but almost as large as the room* VRRRRR!!!....

ACTOR: *Waking up from the snake bite’s power* Huh? Is that a… Giant roomba!? Crud, *Crawls and runs out* I’m out! *He’s outside, in shock, eyeing the spiritual police*

VARIETY: *Pats him* This smoke… Isn’t very good… And it’s not looking good for you.

DANGER AND COPYRIGHT/ SPIRITUAL POLICE DAD: *Just outside the entrance*

POLICE DAD: Hi, looks like you ran out of luck.

SENSES: *Joins in* Boys!

ACTOR AND THE CENSORED MAN ON THEIR WAY OUT: *They get arrested*

ACTOR: *Looks down and they leave as they’re arrested*

CENSORED MAN (Not Cliché’s other form): *Wobbles a bit awkwardly and faints*

DANGER: My daughter did a good job. Eh, food that’s prey?

ACTOR: *Crying*

DANGER: Yeah, yeah… You wanted your dream, you’ve got it.

SENSES: *Giggles*

CAMERA: On a television, the words, “A few days later,” appear. The television gets turned on. It’s Danger’s home.

REPORTER: Breaking news! All the dark censorey mages in the control centers have been detained spiritually and physically for stealing control off of the people and turning them into Actors and Actresses with too many hidden dealings.

There will be a break out in freedom and prosperity in truth after the destruction of all the control centers, but the truth is, it starts now. Everyone is free to do what they desire onto these places because they shouldn’t exist. It’s time for our chaotic purge on evil directors, writers or actors and actresses that want to eat cannibalistically. Your call is here, let truth go on!

CLICHÉ: Yes, daughter?

VARIETY: Not standing up for the evil in writers, but don’t writers tell about their soul health?

CLICHÉ: They do, being a good writer is a good thing as long as you don’t produce evil, kid.

VARIETY: Thanks, Dad.

CLICHÉ: No prob.

VARIETY: Dad?

CLICHÉ: You’re a bit troubled, what is up?

VARIETY: I’m lonely.

CLICHÉ: Well, I have a surprise for you. I met this guy!

THIS GUY: *Walks in from the entrance* Hey!

VARIETY: Whoa, he’s hot!

THIS GUY: Hot enough to melt your heart!

VARIETY: Sweet!

CLICHÉ: He accepted the name, “Genres,” and I tempted him of you, okay? Get engaged to her and I’ll give you the name and power fully because you’re her type for sure.

THIS GUY: *Puts his arm around actress* Sure!

VARIETY: His arm can keep me safe forever!

THIS GUY: Yeah, girl.

SENSES: He’s good enough for her, give him a potion.

CLICHÉ: *Gives the potion* Stay with her forever or I will strip you.

THIS GUY: *Yawn* Forever? Geez, that’s too easy. I’ll go infinity and beyond for her, Danger.

CLICHÉ: Thanks, the last one always bullied me.

SENSES: Glad you found her a new boyfriend. By the way, I want another kid.

CLICHÉ: Hot mama!

MUSIC: *A goofy, “Sw*y by D*an M*rtin,” starts to play*