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Blade: Welcome back to another thrilling installment of Insane Head Chat with Blademaster Blood I'm your host, Blademaster Blood, but you can call me Blade. Today we are joined by my stomach, my heart, my liver, and my conscience... what's that... really? Huh... ya sure I... and we're sure it was him? Huh... sorry, folks, but according to my producers, my conscience won't be joining us today, because I shot him out of a cannon, and they haven't been able to find him in about... let's see, I'm 16, so.... carry the two... subtract the nine.... divide by the square root of pi... sixteen years!!!!! So, as a replacement we have... ugh... my kidneys... *to stage manager* kill me now...

Gregor: Glad to be here, I'm Gregor, Blade's right kidney, and this is George, his left... by the way, me and George have a proposition for ya...
George: How 'bout ya lay of the root beer?
Gregor &George: Your blood's so fizzy, we burp every time we clean it, ain't that right, Fred?
Blade: *to self* why do my organs name each other?
Fred: Blade, as your liver, I highly suggest you quite drinking root beer...
Blade: Do you want me to remove you guys? I can get a replacement, ya know...
Gregor &George: Alright, alright... oh, Blade, we've been meaning to ask you... WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO JOHN?!?!?!?!?!
Blade:... my Grandpa John? He lives in London, why?
Gregor &George: NO, NOT THAT OLD COOT, JOHN, THE APPENDIX!!!!!!
Blade: oh... uh... I had to have him removed... he was killing me...
Gregor &George: Tyipical organism behavior, an organ snaps one time, tries to kill them, and they have them removed...
Fred: Well, since no one else has bothered, I'd like to introduce Richard and Peter, Blade's Heart and Stomach, respecitvely...
Richard: How *beat* ya *beat* doin'*beat*
Peter: Ugh... I'm so hungry... Hey, Blade, why don't you go eat something?
Blade: *to producer* hey, come on guys, couldn't ya have gotten my little toe instead of my kidneys... I have a contract that says no kidneys and liver on the same show... do something... *turns around* Uh... sorry, what?
Peter: Nevermind...
Richard: Hey *beat* while we're *beat* making requests *beat beat* why *beat* don't you *beat* cut back on *beat beat* the horror *beat* movies? *beat beat*
Blade: Ugh... why did I have to have the majority of my vital organs on at one time... No to you Gregor &George, No to you Richard, and no to you Fred...
Fred: I was just saying...
Blade: NO!
Fred: right...
Producer: um... phone call for Mister Fred Liver...
Fred: Oh, is it Frank? Tell him I don't care what his job as gallblader is, I think he's doing a terrible job...
Blade: *to producer* Is that the best you
can do?
Richard: neutral uh... Blade...
Blade: WHAT NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Richard x_x
Blade: oh crap, my heart just went into cardiac arrest... get me the defibulator...



Blade:... And we're back... Good News, Ricard is fine, Gregor, George and Fred are gone, and Peter is taking a nap... Also, we found my conscience... don't know if that's good or not...
Alexander: I should say not, young man... Why, when I was your age, I used to have to walk five miles in the snow up hill both ways barefooted, and still listen to my conscience...
Blade: Wait... consciences have consciences?
Alexander: Why I... questioning your conscience... how dare you...
Blade: *motions to men on side of stage* Now I remeber why I got rid of you...
Alexander: Wait... what are you doin.... Unhand me this instant!!! Why, if I was a good deal younger I'd mhfm...
Blade: Ya know what... ready the cannon....
Richard: Well*beat* I think*beat* I speak for*beat* everyone when *beat* I say *beat* that no *beat* one wants to see *beat* a consicous shot *beat* out of a *beat* cannon so *beat* Good night *beat* everybody *beat*
Blade: *grins, eyes gleaming maniacally* Wait!!! Don't go... I wanna blow him up....
Producer: Uh... hey you did give him his "happy time" cookie, didn't you
Manager: I thought you did that...
Producer: If I didn't... and you didn't... that means... RUN FOR THE HILL!!!!!!!! HE'S GOT A CANNON, AN UNCONSCIOUS CONSCIENCE, AND A HECK OF ALOT OF DYNAMITE... AND HE'S OFF HIS MEDS.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!