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Rianna Lauren wrote:This story is created by Raven and Rianna spontaniously on the chatbox. I (Rianna, duh) tidied it up a bit and here's the result. I played as myself and Raven played as Raven. This whole idea started from Raven. :D

Teen Titans Parody:
How the Titans, Villains, Voice Actors, and Fans Get the Show Back

Raven kicked open the door to the office, where the president of Warner Bros and his co-workers are talking about their own business. The president looked up to see Raven staring at him, with fire in her eyes.

“I’m only going to say this once,” she muttered dangerously. “Bring back the Teen Titans. We tried to be reasonable, but now it’s time to take action…”

She whistled and suddenly all the other titans entered the room.

“Titans, GO!” Robin shouted.

The titans were about to attack, when Slade randomly appeared behind them.

“What the hell…” the president muttered.

“Now, now, Mr. President,” he said. “I know all good things must come to an end, but why end one of the best series that are out there?”

“What the hell…” the president muttered again.

“For this once,” Slade added. “I am with the Titans.”

“What the hell…” the president muttered for the third time. “You aren’t real…”

“Oh, am I not?” Slade asked.

Raven used her power to lift him up near the window, close enough to see the zooming cars down below. Way below.

“What the hell…” the rest of the president’s co-workers muttered.

And randomly, all of the villains that Teen Titans has ever faced entered the room, followed by the whole team of Titans. The room was soon filled with cartoon characters that nobody knows how they appeared.

“How…” the president stuttered. “How did you become real?”

“Let’s just say I have my ways, Mr. President,” Raven answered and put the president back on his place. “Now, I have an order for you.”

She slipped a paper to his desk. “A contract, actually. Read and sign every page, Mister.”

We hereby decree that the Teen Titans should remain on the air forever…
No matter what the ratings say…

“Oh,” the president laughed. “And what if I decline?”

“Oh, ‘what if’, huh?” Raven quoted his words and fired up her powers, along with the other Titans and villains. “You decide.”

The president is sweating nervously and signed the contract, page by page. “Alright, alright…”

“Good,” Raven said. “Now call the show producers.”

She tossed him the phone and vanished, along with the other characters that we still don’t know how they appeared… and disappeared.

“Did I just imagine that?” he mumbled and blinked. “Huh. I knew they weren’t real.”

So, he abandoned the contract on his table. Suddenly, those cartoon characters popped in the room again.

“GAH!” the president screamed.

“Let me say this again,” Raven whispered. “This isn’t over.”

Then, they vanished again… except for Raven. She stayed there and watched the president calling the producers through phone. Then, Rianna entered the room.

“Let’s go get those voice actors,” Raven smirked. Rianna nodded and went outside with Raven.

First stop, Tara Strong’s house.

Raven barged in with Rianna following behind her. Tara was getting a cup of tea, and when she turned around, she dropped it.

“You’re… you’re…” she stuttered. “Me.”

“We’re bringing the Titans back,” Raven said, getting straight to the point. “Are you in, or are you out?”

“We?”

“Yes, we,” Raven repeated. “Let’s just say, I… persuaded Warner Bros to put the show back up.”

“No,” Tara said simply.

Raven’s hands started to glow black, in a dangerous way.

“O-okay,” she stuttered and followed Raven outside her house.

“Let’s get to Khary’s house,” Raven said.

“I’ll go get Scott,” Rianna grinned as Raven nodded.

So they separated ways, one heading to Scott’s house, and the others heading to Khary’s.

Raven knocked politely on the door.

“BOOYAH!” a random shout was heard. “One minute.”

The door was opened and Khary came out in a confused expression. “Raven? Tara? What the hell… is this some kind of reunion?”

“You bet it is,” Tara said.

“Now come on, ‘Cyborg’,” Raven said.

“Why should I?”

“Because there are millions of fans out there who still care about the Teen Titans,” she explained.

“Oh, okay,” Khary shrugged and followed the ladies.

Meanwhile…

Rianna kicked the door open, and Scott looked at her in a blank expression. He blinked.

“Come with me,” she said plainly.

He blinked again. “No.”

“Why?” Rianna inquired.

He blinked again. “Cause I don’t want to.”

“We’re going to bring the Titans back, and—WILL YOU JUST STOP BLINKING?!” Rianna finally shouted.

He blinked again.

Rianna groaned and dragged Scott Menville out from his house.

He blinked again. “What the hell--?!”

Meanwhile…

Raven teleported behind Greg Cipes while he was making himself a tofu burger.

“Hello, Greg,” Raven said. “Or should I say… Beast Boy.”

“Whoa, I must be dreaming,” he muttered. “Raven?”

Raven stayed quiet.

“What the hell… are those really the others?”

“Yes, they are,” Raven replied. “Why?”

“Does this mean what I think it means?”

“Yep,” Raven said, as she randomly threw him to Tara’s direction. He landed right on top of her.

“Would you please get him off me?” Tara groaned.

“Sure,” Raven said plainly and tossed Greg to the air as they all teleported to catch up with Rianna.

Meanwhile…

Rianna stood in front of Hynden Walch’s house with Raven and the others behind her, and knocked politely on
her door.

“Who is it?” Hynden shouted.

“Rianna!”

“Rianna who?”

“Rianna Lauren.”

“Rianna Lauren who?”

Rianna sighed and finally shouted, “I’M THE ONE FROM FACEBOOK!!”

“What Facebook?” Hynden kept on asking.

Rianna slapped her palms on her face. “Would you STOP and just come out?!”

“Just open the door, Hynden,” Raven sighed.

Finally, the door opened and Hynden comes out.

“Hi,” Rianna started.

“Hey.”

“We’re bringing Teen Titans back.”

“Oh. Okay,” she shrugged and closed the door behind her.

Rianna blinked and muttered, “Wow. That was easy.”

They all walked back to the Warner Bros Headquarters and returned to the office. Raven and Rianna took the front door, while the others were planned to enter the office in a… rather special way.

Raven knocked on the door.

“Who is it?”

“Raven,” she said plainly, like the usual.

“Just LEMME IN!!” Rianna shouted because somehow she turned from sane to insane. Normal to crazy.
Whatever your term is.

The president blinked – because now it’s like a term and condition that every character blinks in confusion or blankness. “Come in.”

They both entered the office. Rianna pulled out Hynden and Scott, which were apparently kept in her backpack along the way.

Meanwhile, Raven attached a zip line from a faraway window to the office’s window. Khary swung in and kicked open the window.

“BOOYAH!” he screamed randomly.

“What the freaking hell?” the president mumbled.

“Well what the freakin’ hell do ya think this freakin’ hell is? Huh? Huh?” Rianna asked randomly, obviously still
in “hyper” mode.

“I uh… don’t know?” the president answered nervously as a drop of sweat rolled down behind his head.

Tara was teleported inside the office by Raven, using her powers, while Greg was still in the air, held by Raven’s
power. He’s inside the office, but still in the air.

Greg, being sick of the whole floating thing, finally said, “NEVER do that again, Raven.”

“Do what?” Raven asked innocently and floated Greg nearby the window, his face facing downwards. “Do this?”

“Holy…” Greg mumbled in fear. “STOP, Raven.”

“Fine,” she said and threw Greg to the president.

“Back to business, president,” Rianna threatened him. “Get Mr. Murakami and Mr. Register here, along with the
WHOLE production crew. NOW.”

“Oka—whoa!” The president was about to reach the phone when Greg suddenly landed on top of him. “What
the hell…”

Soon, Glen Murakami and Sam Register entered the office. Sam glanced over to Rianna and gasped.

“Rianna?!” he shouted. “What the hell are YOU doing in Los Angeles?!”

“That’s not your business,” she muttered. “And—hey, how did you know I’m Rianna?! I never showed you my picture on Facebook!!”

“Ugh, never mind,” Sam groaned.

Rianna gave him one last glare and turned to the president. “Bring back the show, Mr. President.”

“What if we say NO?” Glen Murakami suddenly asked.

“I thought we went over this…” Raven muttered as she rolled her eyes. Soon, the Titans and the villains
entered the office and they all powered up their powers, ready to attack, just like what happens in the beginning of the story where…ah, you know.

“O-okay! Okay!” the president shouted again. “Just please stop all this crap!!”

“Crap?” Raven asked, powering her magic to a higher level.

“No, no, uh… forget it!!” the president finally said. “I’ll bring it back, I’ll bring it back!!”

“I thought so,” Raven mumbled and smiled a little as she powered down.

“Really?” Rianna said, her eyes shimmering with hope and all that crap.

“No! Ha!” the president said evilly.

Rianna suddenly has that evil and hyper look on her face and was ready to attack with the other cartoon characters that we still don’t know how they… blah.

“Azarath, Metrion…” Raven started.

“Okay… okay… fine,” the president finally sighed. “It’s back. For real.”

The whole supporting crew – the Titans, villains, voice actors, and Rianna – cheered.

Sam Register and Glen Murakami sighed. “Well Glen, guess we had to restore those archives of season six that we got to made secretly but never got published,” Sam whispered and exited the room with Glen.

But there’s still a twist in this plot… as Raven suddenly turned into Slade! Oh no!!

“Now remember, Mr. President, we had a deal,” Slade whispered darkly. “You break our deal and I will break you.”

Then, magically, Slade turned back to Raven.

“What the hell are you?” the president asked, saying “what the hell” for the zillionth time.

“I could tell you,” Raven said and smirked. “But then I’d have to kill you.”

Everyone blinked. Because it’s a normal thing for people to do when they are in a confused mode or blankness.

“Doesn’t matter,” Rianna said. “Thing is, we have the show back.”

Suddenly, Rianna’s hyper insane crazy mode turned back on.

“EVERYBODY GO HOME AND WATCH SEASON SIX NOW!!” she screamed.

Everyone shrugged and scattered out from the room, excluding Raven and Rianna.

“Rianna, it’s not that simple,” Raven advised her. “They have to produce it from scratch.”

“No, they have archives,” Rianna said, almost calmly. “I heard Sam talking to Glen about some unused archives or something…”

“It’s not like they made season six without cutting it…” Raven said again, ignoring Rianna’s statement.

“THEY HAVE ARCHIVES!!” Rianna shouted again, obviously her hyper insane crazy mode was turned on even
higher.

“…if you say so,” Raven shrugged and walked out from the office with Rianna.

Um… The End!

I know they don't have archives. Don't complain - this IS a parody after all.

Thecrazykid3649 wrote:

This is why children beneath the age of 17 shouldn't be playing halo. O.o

Mercy wrote:

Thecrazykid3649 wrote:

This is why children beneath the age of 17 shouldn't be playing halo. O.o

Do you play halo?

Thecrazykid3649 wrote:

Mercy wrote:

Thecrazykid3649 wrote:

This is why children beneath the age of 17 shouldn't be playing halo. O.o

Do you play halo?

Yes, but i'm not a child. I'm a teenager. =P lol

Naked Snake wrote:

Thecrazykid3649 wrote:

Mercy wrote:

Thecrazykid3649 wrote:

This is why children beneath the age of 17 shouldn't be playing halo. O.o

Do you play halo?

Yes, but i'm not a child. I'm a teenager. =P lol

Who's below the age of 17. You just hamstrung yourself.

It doesn't really matter how old you are--although kids, little kids, really shouldn't be playing Halo. What matters is your maturity. If you're, say, 23 years old and living with your mother and you can't get to sleep without fantasizing about cartoon characters doing the Dew, then prrrrobably you shouldn't be playing M-rated games.

Me, I was ten, eleven years old when I played Diablo II. Age really isn't that much of a factor; if you can deal with frustration and mature themes at that young an age, more power to you. There just aren't many kids like that.

Naked Snake wrote:

Thecrazykid3649 wrote:

Mercy wrote:

Thecrazykid3649 wrote:

This is why children beneath the age of 17 shouldn't be playing halo. O.o

Do you play halo?

Yes, but i'm not a child. I'm a teenager. =P lol

Who's below the age of 17. You just hamstrung yourself.

It doesn't really matter how old you are--although kids, little kids, really shouldn't be playing Halo. What matters is your maturity. If you're, say, 23 years old and living with your mother and you can't get to sleep without fantasizing about cartoon characters doing the Dew, then prrrrobably you shouldn't be playing M-rated games.

Laughing_Man wrote:

Naked Snake wrote:

Thecrazykid3649 wrote:

Mercy wrote:

Thecrazykid3649 wrote:

This is why children beneath the age of 17 shouldn't be playing halo. O.o

Do you play halo?

Yes, but i'm not a child. I'm a teenager. =P lol

Who's below the age of 17. You just hamstrung yourself.

It doesn't really matter how old you are--although kids, little kids, really shouldn't be playing Halo. What matters is your maturity. If you're, say, 23 years old and living with your mother and you can't get to sleep without fantasizing about cartoon characters doing the Dew, then prrrrobably you shouldn't be playing M-rated games.

EllaMila1 wrote:

lol.

Naked Snake wrote:Me, I was ten, eleven years old when I played Diablo II. Age really isn't that much of a factor; if you can deal with frustration and mature themes at that young an age, more power to you. There just aren't many kids like that.

Azrael wrote:

BAT-SLAP!

SylverBluTitan wrote:

Azrael wrote:

BAT-SLAP!

Take it, b!tch!

XD

The Professor wrote:

The Professor wrote:BEHOLD! The glory of proper grammar.

Naked Snake wrote:

Azrael wrote:

Thecrazykid3649 wrote:Me gusta papa fritas y pizza!!!!!


And no, Riri. Its not just you. This forum has been acting even more weird and random than my above statement. :D lol