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BADYOYO interviews THWOMP
 
By badyoyo

(soon to be): Don't tell me we're doing this again.

Badyoyo: Well I like interviewing.

(soon to be): You mean after what happened last time?

Badyoyo: So the transmission cut short.

(soon to be): why do I work for you?

(A Thwomp crushes (soon to be).)

Badyoyo: That was convenient. Say, want to do an Interview?

Thwomp: OOR!

Badyoyo: Hold on. *puts on translator* One more time.

Thwomp: SURE!

In the Interview room...

Badyoyo: Welcome to my next Interview, today I'm going to be interviewing, a Thwomp.

Thwomp comes down and smashes the interview chair.

Badyoyo: You're going to be paying for that, right?

Thwomp: I have no money.

Badyoyo: We'll negotiate. Anyway, first question, who are you?

Thwomp: I'm Thwomp number 713, the last thwomp in Bowser's Castle in SMB3.

Badyoyo: Interesting. How, with all your weight, are you able to pick yourselves up?

Thwomp: You see, we Thwomps have little springs on our spikes so we can hold up power for the fall. When we rise we use the magnetic pull of the tiny magnets Bowser installed. That's also why we are able to move sideways.

Badyoyo: Why do some of your 3D models have no spikes?

Thwomp: Those are women

Badyoyo: Oh.

Thwomp: By the way, you killed my wife in SM64 DS.

Badyoyo: Will 100 coins work out this dilemma?

Thwomp: Sure, why not?

Badyoyo: Anyway, how come with all your weight, you're not able to kill Mario, even if you land on him?

Thwomp: We don't have an exact answer, though our best is that our spikes just soften the blow since they're curved to place the springs.

Badyoyo: To make sure the transmission doesn't cut short again, audience question time! Ok, seat IAMALOSER

Morton: How do you, Thwomp, opposite of Whomp, a flat block, meaning you are a big block, able ready, set, go-

Badyoyo: Security!

The 2-headed tiki crushes Morton

Badyoyo: Thank you, seat IAMNOTAGENIUSBUTIAMAPROFESSOR

Egad: Are you and Whomps related?

Thwomp: Technically yes, but it's a matter of evolution. First we were the earth, then we became mountains, then we became walls of Frankenstein castle (which is how we have spikes) and then brought to life, then we became Whomps, then we became Thwomps, and now our species is dying because we're turning into Thwimps.

Badyoyo: It kind of sends a tear to your eye, if you had any. Ahem, anyway, seat FANSERVICEPIRATE

Captain Syrup: So the walls do have eyes.

Thwomp: That is correct.

Badyoyo: Do you want one last question or do you want the Wheel of Pain?

Thwomp: I'll take the one last question.

Badyoyo: Do you want to join us?

Thwomp: Eh, sure, why not?

Lakione: Ok, instead of the Wheel of Pain…

Lakitwo: We're doing the Wheel of Names!

Lakione: That didn't rhyme at all.

Lakitwo: Harry Potter comes out next fall!

Badyoyo: Why bother? I already know the ending, due to that evil little guy in my third period class.

Flashback - Spoiler Alert

Mrs. Falcon: Ok, today we shall learn about dealing with humor.

Jalvo the Slime: Mrs. Falcon?

Mrs. Falcon: Yes Jalvo?

Jalvo: Harry Potter dies in the end of the seventh book.

Mario's Father (whoever he is): You ruined it!

Badyoyo: I've been waiting five years for the movie and now you spoil it?!

Badyoyo starts to choke Jalvo the Slime and ends up in the principal’s office.

End Flashback

Badyoyo: Anyway, Tikimon, spin the Wheel of Names.

The 2-headed tiki does and it lands on...

Badyoyo: You are now Max the Thwomp.

(soon to be): That's a terrible name!

Max: Eh, don't care.

Badyoyo: How did you escape?

(soon to be): I-

Badyoyo: Don't care, time for a very cliché’ ending.

(Badyoyo puts (soon to be) in an electric chair.)

(soon to be): BLAAAGAGAAGAGGAAGA! END TRANSMISSION!

(transmission ended)

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