Riaz is standing on top of his ocean liner. Ernest Hemingway is confronting him in a giant robot suit.
Riaz: You don't frighten me Ernest! You're just a self-pitying alcoholic! You lack self-confidence in yourself and what you do! You mistreat women just because you're afraid of emotionally opening yourself up! Do...Do you want to talk about it?
Ernest Hemingway: What are you, some sort of fucking Pinko-Communist-Nazi-Jew?
[The giant robot advances]
Riaz: Wait, avoiding conversations about emotions...That doesn't sound like somthing Ernest Hemingway would do..that sounds like-
Riaz is interrupted by Ernest Hemingway opening fire, he turns around a sprints away, bullet holes riddle the ground behind him as he jumps off the side of the ship. Nothing happens for a second until he rises in HIS OWN GIANT ROBOT.
Riaz: We both knew it would end like this Hemmingway! A bitchin' giant robot fight!
Hemmingway: I am SO DRUNK.
They draw giant energy swords and clash, it looks kinda like the battle out of the first pokemon movie with Mew vs Mewtwo.
The camera pans away from that and back down to Sunglasses Riaz fighting the ninjas. There is only one left, he snaps his neck. S.Riaz's phone rings.
S.Riaz: Werd dude, 'sup
Pony: Hey, that sub-plot with the Spring Break girls gone wild? I don't think Riaz thought that one through, anyway, it's mysteriously resolved itself.
S.Riaz: Oh ok. Great, because I wasn't sure how I was going to deal with that. Want to go up on the roof and watch Riaz and Ernest Hemingway fight?
Pony: Sure.
They go up to the roof and watch the AMAZING AERIAL BATTLE.
Riaz finnally sees an opening and chops Ernest Hemingway's robot in half, the legs crash into the sea, whilst the torso, with Hemingway inside crash onto the deck of the ship. Ernest crawls out of the cockpit as Riaz lands next to him.
Ernest Hemingway: You...You haven't won Riaz..
Pony and Sunglasses walk up.
Pony: What'd he say?
Ernest Hemingway: I said Riaz hasn't won, because my team of ninja-hippie-cowboys have already planted enough explosives to sink this ship, you're doomed Riaz! Doomed! (DIES)
Nothing happens. Pony shrugs.
Riaz: Well CLEARLY, he was bullshitting.
Nothing happens. Then something does and the ship shakes with the force of the massive explosion.
Pony: Crap, CRAP man! To the lifeboats! The lifeboats!
Riaz: There aren't any lifeboats dude, lifeboats are like, the antithesis of Rock and Roll. (Sunglasses and Riaz nod solemly)
Pony: What? So we're fucked?
Riaz: Not necessarily, quick, to the ONBOARD LAB!
Everyone runs to the onboard lab, on the way they have to fight their way through waves of cowboy-hippy-ninjas. Pony kicks ass with kung-fu. Sunglasses chops shit up with his katana. Riaz shoots everyone.
They arrive at the lab. Water is filling it.
Riaz: Quick, Pony, run into the teleportation chamber over there whilst I put the co-ordinates of the Playboy mansion into this computer. (Riaz types some shit into the computer) Sunglasses, secure the door before the room floods with water!
S.Riaz runs over to the door and begins turning a big valve thing to close it. Whilst he is distracted, Ernest Hemingway comes in and shoots him in the face. Riaz and The Pony don't notice.
Riaz: Ah-HAH, done.
Riaz runs into the teleportation chamber. Him and The Pony wait expectantly.
Pony: Where the fuck is Sunglasses?
Ernest Hemingway appears.
Riaz: Holy shit! Ernest Hemingway! I thought I killed you in a bitchin' giant robot fight!
Hemingway: No so Riaz! And now I'm going to finish you off, you AND you're stupid pony!
Hemingway raises his gun and shoots The Pony in the face. He points his gun at Riaz, preparing to shoot.
Riaz looks shit scared.
SUDDENLY, a POLYGON SHAPED BLUR flies into Hemingway's face! It's Mr Triangle! Holy-shit! The two struggle on the floor. A shot is heard. Then another. Hemingway gets up, bleeding from his stomach, Mr Triangle is dead, the dead baby he was fighting Hemingway with twitches.
Riaz: Wow, pretty much everyone is getting the shit killed out of them. Apart from Detective Invisible of course.
Hemingway: Riaz, you BASTARD. You're NEVER GETTING OUT OF HERE ALIVE. (Hemingway smashes the instrument panel and collapses into the foot of water covering the floor.)
Detective Invisible does not turn up with some sort of replacement intrument panel.
Riaz: Well...That's it. I'm fucked then.
Riaz shoots himself.
Devious Comments
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Firing blanks
Just for Photography
Somewhat Autistic
Artistic hipocracy
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I'm not a gallery director. I'm not a club admin. I'm not the organiser of anything very important, at all, ever. - James White
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Please write back soon and let me know if you want to marry me.
PS. I am very handsome and live in a mansion with a pony.
love it. you should see the movie me and :azeman: are working on. ask caitie.
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can you dig it?
perhaps i should turn to drink, then i too may own a brand spanking new imagination.
or at least i won't care.
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Yeah,
Well.
Whatever.
This isn't they way it was supposed to happen. I always thought this would end with everyone in Riaz's mansion, Pony wasted, Mr T somehow no longer a zombie, The White Stripes kicking out the jams...
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Peace
Beanmachine
I didnt know hemingway was so violent. . .
and your dead. . .
I simply did not like the ending of this reality show!!!
>_<
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