Currently Amanda, Angela, Courtney, Chanse, Shayne and you were all together, gathered on the TNTL set at Smosh, with Shayne being the one sitting on the famous yellow stool with his mouth filled with water as he awaited the next bit to play out.

The remaining five of you shimmy around in the small space provided to you, bodies decorated with many different and unique outfits--all completly mismatched and not making any sense whatsoever.

You stood behind the propped up wall as you searched around for some props and a costume while in the middle of an attempt to think of a bit.

"Hm!" He huffs, getting impatient waiting for the cast.