My Chemical Romance Jeopardy! PART TWO! .:HUMOR!:.

Part 2!

Me: And we're back!

Frank: Back to what?

Me: Your eternal hell.

Frank: What?!

Me: Jeopardy.

Mikey: That's not what you said first.

Me: What would you know, Light Bulb Man?

Gerard: Wow, look who got all bitchy.

Me: Well, we didn't get on the highest rated list.

MCR: (overdramatic gasps)

Me: I know!

Gerard: (cries)

AUDIENCE: Awwww....

Me: (pats Gerard on the back) It's okay, Gee. If it'll make you feel better,
someone said you were cute.

Gerard: (immediately brightens) Really?

Me: Really. We even got posted on another site!

Ray: So now we're all popular?

Me: Like you weren't before?

Ray: ...Oh yeah!

Bob: So are we going to continue with the game?

Me: What if I don't wanna?

Frank: Then I shall smite thee down with my awesome godly powers of doom!!!

Me: o_O Like what?

Frank: Glaring at you. A LOT.

Me: Ooh. Scary.

Niky: Guess what?

MCR & Me: What?

Niky: According to my resources, Mikey loves bras.

Mikey: Wait, who told you that?

Niky: (looks at Gerard)

Everyone: (looks at Gerard)

Gerard: What? I felt I had to let people know.

Mikey: -_- Thanks.

Gerard: (totally oblivious) You're welcome!

Me: Wait! We DID get on the Highest Rated List!

Ray: But I thought you said we didn't.

Me: We weren't but I just checked back and now we ARE!

MCR: (cheers and dances)

Gerard: (pretends hes holding an award) I'd like to thank the fans!

Mikey: (does the same) I'd like to thank whoever makes electrical outlets!

Me: I'd like to thank Ray's hair!

Bob: ...Why?

Me: ...'Cause its poofy.

Niky: I'd like to thank Frank, my lord and savior!

Mikey: God damn it! I want a fucking religion!

Frank: Blasphemer.

Me: Wait, Frank. If your "god", then how was the world created?

Frank: Well one day, I had this block of cheese and-

Me: The earth is made out of CHEESE?!

Frank: No! Let me finish! Then there was this pie...

Me: Wait, the world is a pie?

Niky: What kind of pie?

Frank: Chocolate cream pie.

Ray: So where's the cheese fit in?

Frank: What cheese?

Gerard: Oh my fucking god! Frank made the world out of a giant chocolate cream
pie?!?!?!

Me: Okay, that's enough!

Frank: Aw...I didnt even get to the part with the dancing chickens...

Me: Hold on a sec...there were dancing chickens?

Frank: ...Maybe.

Me: Ha, ha. My mom didnt know how to say emo, so she said emu.

Bob: That was random.

Mikey: So about half of our fans are giant, flightless birds?

Gerard: (turns to Ray) Told ya.

Bob: LET'S GET THIS FUCKING SHOW ON THE ROAD! SHUT. UP. NOW!

Everyone: O_O

Bob: Now whose turn is it?

Frank: Mine!

Gerard: Oh yeah! You STOLE my answer!

Frank: ...So?

Bob: Just pick a fucking category.

Frank: Heh, heh...Words that can be perverted for 300, Bob!

Bob: I'll give a few clues and you guess the word. Okay here
we go: You eat it-

Gerard & Mikey: (laugh hysterically)

Bob: (sighs) ...usually at barbeques.

Frank: In public? What kind of people do you think we are?

Me: Perverts.

Frank: Well yeah.

Bob: Let me finish! It's also served at ball games-

Frank: It is? Whoa...and they get away with that?

Bob: SHUT UP AND LET ME FINISH!

Frank: Fine!

(silence)

Frank: Hello? Aren't you going to finish?

Bob: I uh...already did.

Frank: -_- (buzz) Hot dogs?

Bob: Almost, but no.

Mikey: (buzz) WIENERS!!!

Gerard: Is it just me or did he sound a little too
excited?

Bob: 300 points to Mikey and a bonus 300 for saying
wieners so enthusiastically. (turns to Mikey) Wait, where'd you get that
lighter?

Mikey: (stops trying to melt the buzzer) O_O Gerard.

Everyone: (glares at Gerard)

Gerard: Wow! I'm getting a lot of attention today! I feel so
loved!

Bob: (rolls his eyes) Still your turn, Mikey.

Mikey: Oh yeah, I forgot. Um...desserts I guess...for 100.


Bob: Okay, no interruptions this time, okay? What type of
dessert is this?

(picture of the earth appears on a screen)

Bob: You've got to be kidding me.

Frank: (buzz) It's a chocolate cream pie!

Bob: ...He's right.

Me: Holy shit! Does that mean...?

Gerard: (turns to Frank, looking hurt) You never told us you
were God...

Frank: Don't worry, I'm not.

Me: Wait...WHAT? Stop confusing me!

Mikey: But...the answer...I think my brain's overheating...

Me: I think I'm ending this here for now.

Frank: Meaning I win!

Gerard: Fuck you, Copy-cat.

Bob: Actually, Mikey's leading with 600, Frank's second with
500, and Gerard is last with...100.

Me: Wait...has anyone seen Ray lately?

MCR: You LOST Ray?

Me: ...Kind of.

CUT TO: An important news bulletin.

Read it in the results or Ray maybe lost forever!

*gasp* WTF? Where's Poofy Head?
And now a special news report with Ray Toro...

Ray: Hello. I'm Ray Toro, but you may know me as 'that guy with
the poofy hair' or 'Spanky McFuckershit'. We interrupt this regularly scheduled
fanfiction for breaking news from the Jeopardy studio. Alex Trebek has been
reported alive and held captive by Bert McCracken and his monkey cohorts.
Apparently after quite a struggle, he was handed over to McCracken by an
unknown figure carrying a shovel. A ransom note has been found
reading...well...handprint, handprint, squiggly line, handprint, dollar sign,
squiggly line, drool mark. Signed, Bert. We have yet to know what this means
but I'm sure we'll all find out unless no one feels like knowing. In other
news, I got this spiffy suit! (shows off his anchorman suit) And now onto rating
and messaging this evil-

Me: (clears throat loudly)

Ray: I mean WONDERFUL author! Please! Before it's too
late!!!