Me, Myself, and I.

EXT. SKYLINE / ETHER - NIGHT A glimmer of light. Shimmering waves of silver and grey;  Suddenly flushed with boredom,  I mull over my own subconscious amoral  Hemisphere of hemoglobin  —A Closer Look. WRITER 1 (O.S.) I TOLD YOU ITS PRONOUNCED TEEEEEMOOOOOO!!! OOPS, I DID IT AGAIN,  JIMMY FALLON  Well fuck you, I hate you. New Character: Stripper named Mahogany Rayne M...

Ahdgh.  SONA enters, clutching her left ribcage.  She appears to have been STABBED.  Don’t say stabbed.  For all I know, that might happen.  Fucking magical idiots.  Imbiciles!  You know what. You’re right. I’ll fix it,  She is [quite obviously] WOUNDED.  DAVID  Sona! Hello.  SONA  Yeah.  DAVID  You look nice.  SONA  I...

INT. VOID / LIMINAL SPACE - NIGHT CHAOS Hey, Sis. CC Now that’s strange. CHAOS Get this: I’m you. CC Well, that’s stupid. CHAOS To you. FINI You’re a similar, aren’t you? RED No, I’m a familiar. FINI Close enough. CHAOS It’s not enough. It’s not the same. Not even close. FINI Torture. Who are you? CHAOS I’m not distinctly anything. FINI Why am I Jimmy Kimmel? CHAOS Who knows! FINI Great, now the p...

INT. SHADOWED CHAMBER - NIGHT Two blue eyes peek out of the darkness into the pale flicker of candlelight. SETH MEYERS Hey. FIGURE (O.S.) Don’t come any closer, Seth Meyers, I’ll shoot you. Suddenly, a silver pistol emerges from the shadows, pointed directly between those two same very blue eyes. SETH MEYERS I don’t doubt that. FIGURE You shouldn’t. SETH MEYERS All right, well... FIGURE Well... SE...

EXT. NIGHTCLUB / ALLEYWAY - NIGHT A booming beat drops. SUNNI BLU (played by TRACY MORGAN) holds the mic mid-cypher outside the back entrance. SUNNI BLU Other bitches stay in the chat, But me, I’m different. This is the world I been living in: I’m in the club right now, Camouflage pants and Illuminati fitted. Ain’t no wigs getting snatched, We in the back right now. It’s a movie, In the second act...

EXT. NEW YORK CITY STREET - NIGHT VOICE 1 (O.S.) Oh shit, this nigga’s walkin’ on taxis! Somebody get ‘em. VOICE 2 (O.S.) ...but they’re ’90s taxis... They might even be older. VOICE 1 (O.S.) Ohhhhhhh shit. New promos. Whaaaaaat’s this?! VOICE 2 (O.S.) Damn, Jake from State Farm—you really went and fucked up this time. VOICE 1 (O.S.) Don’t I know it. BLŪ (V.O.) I need a new tourmaline. CC (V.O.) A...

EXT. PRIMEVAL FOREST - DAY SHIEK What has you up against a wall? FINI My brother. SHIEK What’s wrong? FINI He’s going to kill me; I can feel it. CHAOS and INFINITY are immortal souls of creation, trapped in a centuries-long game of seek-and-find—or, more accurately, seek-and-destroy, as the strategic and tactical INFINITY is usually bested by her younger brother CHAOS by his tactile use of brute f...

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Had no idea I was recording but here's what I got after like 6 minutes of my stomach gurgling and some extremely uncomfortable shallow breathing. Somebody should tell her. Can you walk my dog Before we fuck? My girl's not home. Wanna walk my dog. My neighbor is cheating on his girl but that's not my business. YOU LET HER WALK OUR DOG!!!? BEFORE: V.O. That's not my neighbor… [an evil blonde girl wi...

I represent the respectful west coast Dressed to reflect my deepest and innermost thoughts I just bought some time And a plot of land I just lost my mind But I found the promised lands Kick rocks and aim all your trash into waste baskets Instagram brats with fake stats and bad habits Awake but not woke Got cash but still broke Suffocating in a choke hold New York must think I'm New, too But I'm so...

She stole my Rolex! Why were you wearing a Rolex!? … I wasn't. L E G E N D S You know I'm you, right? Prove it. What way. How many jellybeans are in this jar. 406– [he sneakily drops one jellybean—] —407. Unremarkable bitch. I pulled the shows off the shelves faster than anyone else could get to them; I was being tortured in my own apartment— and for what reason, I was unsure— but I knew this: eve...

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He's older than most of them come, but strongly on, my boy Still all but one of my sons The cone And the kite And the aught, or the what My hooks on dollars And eyes on the collars No lipstick so far, no song often sung I bought her a songbird I bought her a birdsong. Watch and learn We're all at the funeral parlor We're all at the Car wash Hot and subtle Sticky, suddenly The world got lonely Sudd...

They say new York drinking water is some of the cleanest— don't buy it! I saw a billboard that said 8 glasses of tap water will prevent a heart attack. That's because it already has so much asprin in it! Yooo! Don't drink that! “Some of the cleanest drinking water in the country” Then what the fuck is in the tap water in the rest of the country?! New York tap water ain't right! It's not. Even my b...

First actual mix in a long time, hope you guys enjoy. This is my first mix with 99.9% Original -Ū. music only with the exception of the intro for dramatic effect. Hope you guys enjoy it. Thanks for listening. Here's a screenplay of enter the multiverse to coincide with the commemoration of the SNL 50's anniversary/ L E G E N D S crossover. Fun Fact: The First appearence of Liz Lemon in this show {...

Two high level demons have caused a hectic diversion just off camera during SETH MEYERS'S show when literally all hell breaks loose; the ought he has maintained a lifetime of secrecy and compliance without giving way to the slightest upset, his eyes widen as he attempts to finish his sentences, eventually unable to keep it together. SETH MEYERS …Blah, dee—blah, de BlahBlah. DIRECTOR —cut. SETH MEY...

We know you opened it. I didn't. We know it was you. No. Stop lying. I didn't opened it. We already know. I couldn't have opened it. I'm not black! *.* -_- >< (squinting extra hard) —you don't have to be black to open the portal. Oh. “Oh?” Well then. (Extra super squinty squints) Why are you all black. Uh. What. Srsyly? Because— it's a. Is it a club? It's more of a— Like a cult— Well… That's...

Did I forget Steve Allen? I don't know, but I definitely almost forgot Sephen Colbert. WHY! Because I can't decipher who you are from the other four of you! There's three of us. Where's number four?! {Enter The Multiverse} Suddenly, not every day was the same—and that was strange, as it seemed the entire year had just been residuals of the same day over and over—but these days we're distinctly dif...

They own everything . Everything? I'm saying— Everything. Wow. NBC and Coca Cola, huh. Nice wager. Whatever, I still haven't been paid yet. Exactly. There that bitch go. Aha. Caught ya red handed! Or green handed Whatever— just Let's drop a house on this hoe. Facts. What kind of house? Idk? Make it like a duplex? How many stories; At least 3; At least And a basement. Correct. Just make sure she en...

I_NY. (The Studio Album) Uptown A, -Ū. Track 01. WEALTH. Released formerly as Under The (L), as the final track on the previous collaborative EP The Spider, I_NY. Layers its progression to double its first track, as the narrative follows-up with a continuance of the mysterious assassain‘s alternate storyline; a glimpse of decayed sounds for telling the underlying action-adventure fantasy set to be...

[As his girlfriend begins giving him a sensual and passionate fellacio, the man senses something isn't right.] …baby. Mm-hmm? Um… —whafths wrng? Uh—nothing it's just— —wht— —that—just— Uh huh? What did you do earlier? Before this? Yeah. I hada massage— —before that— —before that? Yeah. Hot ones. WHAT? Yeah—what?! I had a hot ones interview! THATS WHY MY DICK IS ON FIRE?! YOUR DICK IS FIRE— —nah, w...

What is your preshow ritual, anyway? I stand on one of the high floors, up here– Yeah– And I shoot snot at the tourists. What? Gross. Fascinating. Straight out of my nose. Ah, God, man. You need help. And into the plaza. Sick. Gross. Before every show. [beat] You know, some of those tourists are in your audience. Exactly. Agh. You need help, guy. You're a sick man. What goes around…comes around. A...

Now, for a moment— Do me a favor and imagine for a second— Just for a second, That someone, Anyone— Who? Haha Shut up. Had read your writing What writing. Any of it. Ok… —before you arrived at Rockerfeller Plaza. …which time. Any time. Oh. That's right…I had been writing for years before I ever even stepped foot inside The Rock, even one time. THE ROCK Let's just say “30 Rock” But is it technicall...