Training Day
Vilmos: Xith, I h8 magic. I will play BBall.\
Xith:... What;s with the lingo.
Vilmos: It goes with the fro
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Xith:Ahh that dreadfulk thing. Whatever. You'll fail miserably I guess.
Vilmos:
Xith: R.S! When did Vilmos learn such bad language. He must be a replacement.
Vilmos(at tryouts): I am the best player ever. Hahahaha.
Annoyed Instructor: Shoot or leave.
Vilmos: First,
Instructor:(passes out)
Vilmos: (Misses all shots except the last one which was hit by another ball into the hoop.
Intructor: Great you'll be playing with the babies of Imagination #44.
Vilmos: Told ya I'm the best.
Instructor: Get a life.
The Next day:
Vilmos: I am going to win.
Xith: you can;t shoot for your life.
Vilmos: IO made the shot last game.
Xith: The hoop was two feet high and you were right next to it. The next hoop will be three feet high and they won't let you go next to it anymore.
Vilmos: So. Iam the best player ever.
Various Imaginary characters wandering around: You suck. Get a life. Shave the fro.
Vilmos: Heritics. Blashemy! (He disnergrates them.) That's it, I'll use levitation to score.
After game:
Xith: Wow. You were three feet away, used your magic, and still missed by a mile. That's sad.
Vilmos: Oh yeah. Well I'm too good to play basketball anyway. I'll be a writer instead. Evenbetter than R.S
Xith: (Dies laughing)
A year later: An angry mob forms outside Vil's house.
Mob: You're the worst writrer ever!
Trancemist: Worst than Harry Potter!
Mob: Yeah. Let's burn the books and break the computer!
Vilmos:Huh. I'm the best writer ever! I don't need to listen to you. The only person I listen to is Quashan Soldier # 456 and my consious!
Quashan Soldier# 456: Your a faliure at everything you try. Even R.S tried to replace you. Oh well. Face it your...
Vilmos: Oh yeah, their just bribing you with money.
's concious:Your the worst faliure ever. The only faliure worse than you is Harry Potter. At least you won;t be as stupid as he is.
Vilmos: Never!
Xith's SPirit: I never thought it be this bad. I'd think at least one person would like your book.
Vilmos: Nope.
Xith:(Laughs until he explodes)
Mob: HAHAHAHAHAHAHA
Vilmos:(Runs away to another planet were the aliens laughed at him so hard they became extinct.