Silly caller (idea for a future work)
(Billy is shown to host a talkshow on his radio broadcasts with his guest, and his experience living in a haunted mansion, a mischievous ghost can be seen to the readers but not to Billy and His guest)
Mr spook: "and that's how it is, whenever you see a house sold very cheap, it's one of the signs of it being haunted. "
Billy on his radio: "Alright folks, we're going over to the QnA section live on the phone, Call this following number to ask our special guest a question"
(Billy gives out the number on live)
(The telephone rings, the ghost purposely possesed the telephone line and speak himself)
Billy:"alright, so who's our lucky inquirer?"
Ghost: "Hey um, delivery service??? May I have a double cheeseburger?"
Billy:"...sir, this is not wendys, you're on live radio-"
(Call gets abruptly ended by Billy)
(Telephone rings again)
Ghost: "you didn't let me finished! Now I want a double cheeseburger with a side of extra large fries-"
Billy getting slightly angrier: "Sir for the last time! this is not a wendy's!!"
mr Spook: "Bah! The same thing happened to me in my house last time! Your phone is haunted!"
Billy:*sighs* "Alright folks, while we take care of that problem, on to the commercial break with our associates with Mechanix Illustrated!"
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Texted Love
Henry Cavill x Fem!Reader
Part 2
Central Masterlist | Texted Love
"Our first guest is none other than the famous and dear friend of mine, (Y/n) (L/n)!"
A smile snaked its way on your plump lips as you came out from behind all the decorations, your eyes shining from the bright stage lights. Twitch played Drew Barrymore by Bryce Vine as you walk down to the main area, having heard it was one of your favorites. The nervousness that you once had was quickly disappearing, and instead the vibe of the song was taking control of you as you began singing.
You danced your way over to Ellen, your lips pronouncing every all the lyrics with such clarity and joy. Your hips subtly moving to the rhythm of the music, rolling from side to side. The blond laughed at your goofy entrance, her pearly whites shining with silver sparkles.
As the music came to a faded out end, you hurried over to where your host was, greeting her with a quiet, "Morning Ellen," and a hug with a kiss to the cheek. Your voice full of giggles as the two of finally sat down on the two white single seaters.
"Wow that-that was quite the performance!" Ellen joked, making you burst into another fit of giggles.
"Why thank you! I really do try my best."
"Do you usual do that?" You gave her a funny look, a smirk tugging on your lips.
"Do what? Burst out into song like a Disney character? Hell n-well. Actually....maybe...dunno. Gotta ask my staff." It was her turn to giggle. It took either of you a minute to compose yourselves, staring at each other as the room got quiet.
There was a look on your face, one that Ellen knew very well from having had you many times before on the show. Opening her mouth to say something, Ellen was interrupted by you calling out to her in what could only be referred to as an 'alien voice.' The strange sound your voice made causing her to go through another series of laughs and giggles as she desperately tried to compose herself. You grinned, loving the reaction you got in return.
"I'll stop now. Hahaha. I'll stop now." And with that said the interview went under way.
...
"Hehehe. Okay, okay. I-I need to ask you some questions. And these questions revolve around a certain....someone." Ellen wiggled her brows, noting the way your eyes just lighted up with joy at the oppprtunity of talking about the handsome man.
Oh boy, did you love him.
"Ah! My favorite subject. Do continue!" You shouted, fixing your clothing as you leaned in more into the cushions of your seat. You really just loved to toy with the media these days.
With a grin, god there's so many smiles and grins you realized, the talkshow host continued, "So what's going on? Are the two of you talking, flirting, sharing grandmas secret recipes, battle plans- what are you two doing?" You snorted before turning serious.
"We plan to attack by midnight. There's five groups with few subdivision, but the main will attack the South, North, West, and East. The fifth will attack the headquarters. Soon enough Wendy's shall be ours by the first light of dawn." The audience laughed at the mention of the fast food company. Ellen shook her head, her cheeks already hurting from so much smiling. Chuckling, you answered honestly.
"We have spoken actually. Well, not really talk talk. Like not orally but we've been texting and it's all nice and yeah." "And yeah?" "And yeah."
"Oh (f/n), you always mangae to make me laugh so much. Anywyas, for those of you who don't know," Ellen satred at the camera, "A while ago, while on the Graham Norton Show, (Y/n) learnt that she was Henry Cavill's celebrity crush," The crowd 'ooo'ed' much like the other interviews. You snickered, "(y/n) being (y/n), told on national television for Henry to hit her up on Instagram." You nodded.
"And he actually did. Hehehehe." Watching you, mischief introduced itself into her blue eyes. Not a good sign. Knowing you, you would play along and so much more. Its one of the reasons why many loved to have you on their shows. You were a goofball, always playing around, always keeping the conversation going. You were perfect.
And plus, you always did love going out with a bang.
"Do you think anything will come of it?" "Like relationship, romance wise?" "Yeah." You thought for a moemnt. In truth, you kind of hope it did but at the same time you were scared. You've never been in a relationship before, what if you were bad at it? You had always been a lone wolf in your life, opting to do everything on your own despite the many times help was offered.
Not the time to think this!
"Well I mean our zodiac signs say that our compatibility is favourable so I guess so." There was a moment of silence as everyone tried to process what you just said.
"W-What?" You gave Ellen a look as well as towards the audience who werw now snickering ag you.
"What?! I just wanted to raise the percentage!" A roar of laughter. Ellen looked at you, "Percentage?" You nodded, a stupid grin on your warm face. "Like when you're 99% sure that 2+2 makes 4 but you just want to get that one percent in. Just to like, make sure." "And how does this affect...?" You shrugged," I mean in my head it's like I now have a 1% chance of getting with him. The previous was like 0.5% chance." They continued to laugh at you.
"Wow, I feel bullied right now." You continued to joke around.
...
Throughout your whole interview, Henrybhad been watching it on his phone, a smile on his face. He still sat in his car, having previously needed to go to some place urgently, however, the news of you being live prompted him to take a few moments of distraction.
However, a few moments soon turned into a whole 25 minutes.
Oh he was definitely late. But it was you, so who cared.
He chuckled when the interview had reached your percentage bit, his eyes tracing the ways your face moved about. Admiring the your eyes shined whenever you were successful in making another laugh. Shaking his head, he plugged his car key's into the ignition, activating the vehicles engine. Quickly, he tapped out of the live stream, going to the still opened Instagram tab that remained on your conversation from the night before. Pressing on the voice recording button, he chuckled. Thinking of how dumb his next words were but finding the idea of how riled up you'd get after it, was extremely funny.
"1%? Babygirl, you have 100% chance to get with me."
...
The interview had then ended and lunch had quickly rolled in, your stomach grumbling angrily. Picking up your phone, you noted that you had a voice message from Henry. Arching a brow, you preased on it. Not caring if the volume was all the way up and that you weren't the only one in the car.
---"1%? Babygirl, you have 100% chance to get with me."---
The car came to a screeching halt.
"DID HE JUST CALL YOU BABYGIRL BECAUSE IF SO, FUCK GIRL YOU'RE AT THE FUCKING TOP OF YOUR LIFE. YOU'VE REACHED YOUR PEAK DUDE." Your assistant screamed at the top of his lungs. Staring wide eyed at you from the driver's seat, his face equally as shocked as yours.
"BICTH HE CALLED ME BABYGIRL! FUCK! AND HIS VOICE, HOLY SHIT. I'M DYING!"
"AHHH/AHHHH!" The two of you screamed simultaneously.
.
.
Oh Henry. If you only knew the chaos you were causing.
.
.
.
Nahhh, he's a little shit. He would continue fully knowing of the chaos he causes.
...
(A/N): Made this at like five am so if there's grammatical or spelling errors then please don't mind them. :)
Hope you enjoyed!
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