Tis' is my turn now? Yey! So, I'm going to skip right to the meat and potatoes here and then get to the announcements;Fun with Taka & Tahu (Remake Preveiw)"Would you like fries with that, sir?"This was one of life's great contemplations.No, this question is not about making bad eating decisions. It’s much, much deeper than that. Instead it’s about how far we've gotten in life. It's about where we're going. It's about our future…And if you've been asking that question everyday for the last eight years, then you know your future is pretty well going nowhere."Uh… What kind of fries are they…""The fried kind. You want them or not?"The fat man just stared at the menu being held up by the ugly clown statue, the Toa at the drive through window just staring out into nowhere, bored with his life."Uh…" the fat man finally said, "Do they come with ketchup?""They come with whatever you want as long as you get out of here quickly. I need to get home and contemplate where my life went wrong.""Uh…""Just take the fries.""Nah, goes straight to the hips ya’ know. Just give me onion rings instead."Too bored to even bother pointing out how entirely idiotic that logic was, Taka just sent the man on his merry, cholesterol filled way.What had happened to his life? He was once a big shot actor! He was the star of his own show! Of course its budget consisted of an old pickle jar full of quarters and a wallet they found in the back alley, and sure it only came on during the middle of the night because they couldn't afford any real time slots, but still… It was sort-a his show. Even if it did kind-of stink.But who was he kidding? His life always stunk like left over fish left out overnight.So, here he was. Five years later. And the most he had to look forward to was waking up every morning to come to a job he always hated, with a boss who hated him almost as much as he hated himself."Taka…" a voice from the drive through window said, kind of creepily mind you, "Is that you?""Teridax?" Taka said, almost laughing at his luck. Out of all the things he missed about his old life, Teridax was not one of them."Actually, it's two 'r's now." Terridax corrected, "I'm so filthy rich one 'r' wasn't doin' it for me."Him? Rich? Is he having another nightmare again? Sometimes it was hard to tell the difference."I just got back from buying an island." Terridax continued, pointing out New Zealand on his globe, "You may have heard of it." Why’d he keep a globe in his car?"You're rich? How on Earth did you get rich? Last time we saw each other you still had to have help getting your shoes tied.""Ah…" the arrogant rich Makuta remembered the days nostalgically as Taka noticed the pile of Benjamin's buckled in the passenger seat, "I miss those days… Remember that time I almost lost a finger trying to open that sandwich bag?""That was your assistant. And he did loose it. Two of them, actually.""Really? Are you sure?""Yeah. You stomped on his hand so hard the doctor's had to amputate them."Terridax just started laughing, tossing hundred dollar bills in the air carelessly as he did so. A large portion flew out the windows to the gleeful surprise of the cars behind him. "Guess that’s my memory for ya' huh pal?""Yeah, sure." Takanuva said annoyed, "Just tell me what you want. You're holding up the line, and, honestly, I'd rather talk to anyone but you right now. So please, just order."Terridax didn't even pretend to hear Taka, too busy playing with his money. "Well, I better be goin'. Places to go, money to throw away, you know how it is. If you ever want a job, I just bought like a bunch of businesses. Just head on down. I'm always glad to give out charity."Taka, steaming, just let himself imagine punching Terridax in the face as he took the business card. Oddly it didn’t make him feel better. Also just thinking it made his hand hurt… Hitting an ego that big could put a person in the hospital."I would ask if I could come over sometime, but honestly, I don't want to be seen anywhere near your place. The ‘hood’ ain’t exactly kind to my image, y’know? Anyways, I’m gonna go buy Bill Cosby now. See ya’!”Taka just stared in his wake as Terry drove off in his sports car, money blowing out the windows as he drove away screaming something about pancakes, IHOP, and something about the Cosby show. :tohu: :tohu:Some things… Some things you just do not talk about.Take this for example. Say you were, hmm… A psychotic serial killer. Okay, now keep that in your mind. You wanna' kill someone, right? 'Cuz you’re a psychotic serial killer and killing people is kind what psychotic serial killer's do. It's their place in this world, in a really disturbing sort-of way.Okay, now let's say you're out one night. Right? Minding your own business, looking through possible prey. So, where would you go? The park! That's where you'd go! No one's gonna' notice a missing hobo nearly as much as your neighbor suddenly disappearing. So? What do you do?You stroll through the park wearing creepy emo clothes.This was their train of thought. Only, they're morons."You sure this is gonna work?" Hero asked, scratching because the polyester gave him a rash."Of course it will, we're dressed the part." Ingeitum corrected as he struggled with his afro."Really? I mean, look at us...""Duh. Only sociopaths would dress like this.” Ingeitum reminded his friend as they walked through the dark canopy of the trees, of course during the afternoon 'cuz late is when the weirdo's come out. Ingeitum pointed to a woman who was just staring at them like they'd just broke out of a mental health facility. "C'mon? Look at that woman? She's afraid of us, why? Not just because we no she's up to no good, but because she's doin' somethin' illegal.""She's taking her kids to the playground.""Well then what's the container for…?”"That's a stroller.""You're so naïve." Ingeitum just shook his head, disappointed in his old friend, "Just listen. I'm gonna' go shake the suspect up.""Wait… What?""Do you know nothing of cop lingo?""I used to be a cop." Hero exclaimed, "Pretty sure we never said that.""Fine. Just stay here while I go crack this whip."Hero just watched in horror as Ingeitum approached the poor soccer mom. Suddenly he remembered the reasons he never took him to the suburbs. Last time… Well let's just say it involved a sprinkler, a weenie dog, and a couple dozen bullet shells and just leave it at that."Hey, you, we need to have a chat cat."The woman looked at him, noting his odd attire. "Why are you dressed like hippies?""Don't sass me." Ingeitum said sternly, "Or my hip attire, dog.”"Sorry to break it to you, but disco died a couple decades ago.""You think I'm stupid or something?" Ingeitum, offended, struggled to recover his fake toughness, "I was at the funeral. It was sad too. Rock n’ Roll never showed up and Pop was consistently trying to steal the spotlight from everyone else. Now, tell the truth, what're you doin' here at this time of the day…""I promised my kids…" the woman replied, trying to figure out if Ingeitum was crazy or… Well, yeah, just crazy. “Kind of regretting that decision now.”"This late?""It's two in the afternoon.""I said no sassin'!" Ingeitum warned, waving a Nerf gun in the air, "Now tell me! What're you up to here…?"The woman just stared at him a long moment, Hero off in the distance pretending he didn't know either of them. "Look, buddy. I don't know who you are, but you're either leaving now, or -"Out of a nearby brush, a hobo wearing an 'I'm with Stupid' t-shirt jumped out screaming something about fried chicken and dumpsters, then ran up to the woman and stole her hat before speeding off. And, worst of it all, he was running like a blind man on hot coals."Did you see that!" the woman exclaimed, "He stole my grandmother's hat! Do something!""Don't change the subject!"Hero just facepalmed, and found himself running after the hobo. And the sad part, this was his daily routine. Only instead of hobo's it was usually the pizza man, who was in turn chasing Ingeitum because he didn't tip.Now, what was that I was saying about psychopaths?Now, for Announcements!First and foremost, the preview you just read there was from a remake of the original T&T. My basic idea here is to improve upon the original without changing the concept too much. I just want to give the best quality I can, and just don't feel the original was that. I want to add a more focused, thought out plot with more well-rounded, fully developed characters with a lot of character development. Which brings me to the next announcement;I intend on featuring a lot of new characters in the story. Especially regarding the B-Team. For those unfamiliar with the old comedy, or just needing a little refresher, the B-Team was essentially a parody of you're heist gangs/action heroes (think Oceans Eleven crossed the A-Team and you got a good idea). The original featured these as nearly all guest stars, mostly as I wanted to have some form of an audience involvement. But now I will be completely re-imagining that team with entirely new, original characters.The most important aspect of this though is that Teridax will no longer serve as main villain. He's still in the story and the plot still revolves around trying to rob him blind, but a completely new character will be introduced as the antagonist. I don't have much on the new character yet though, so I won't say much there as more than likely I'll change a lot later. But I might update this post later tonight with a little more details here, but no promises.And last but not least, this will be an entirely pre-written comedy. Meaning it might be a couple months before it's posted, but when it is you'll get updates on a good regular basis without any delays. But for a good estimate as to when you'll probably see it; think sometime around February as it'll probably end up shorter than it's predecessor too.So, give me you're opinions on the preview and tell me what you think I could add to improve upon the original. If you read it, were there anythings you would like me to leave out of the remake? Things you'd like more of?P.S. TO THE NUIMOBILE 2.0!!