MTV VMAs 2014 ((everyone - even the citizens!!))

Sephora was standing on the red carpet with a microphone in her hand waiting for someone to interview as the one and only James Slade. Walking up to him, she then said, "Nice ta see ya again, James. How has life been lately? Has 'dere been anything botherin' yuh?"

Ulysses was posing on the red carpet with his boyfriend, Jupiter, ready for Chris Mauldin to possibly approach them at any moment so Ulysses can talk shit about Chris' fashion sense. Why? It's how he deals when people talk shit with that being how they get hit.

"Oh," James offered her a large grin, "it's just been wonderful! I've felt so fulfilled lately, and I've had a lot of ideas for films and whatnot, so I guess you could say I've been very inspired. How has your life been?"

"'Tat's amazin', honey. My life has been great! My sweet husband and I went over to Italy for a family reunion last month. Can ya give us any hints about yuh new film ideas?" Sephora responded with a smile.

Posing along the red carpet, Valentina was blowing kisses and giving huge smiles hoping that her cousin Lucille wouldn't come and outshine her in one way or another thanks to her cousin being the more gorgeous one. Valentina was going to show the public that she's the stunning one.

James flicked his hair in an EMO MANNER. "Well, I've been thinking of this one that's like," he paused for a moment, "well I was thinking like a critical film on suburbia America. I was thinking like, about a middle aged couple. The dad's a lawyer and the mom is an aspiring pornographic novel author. Their daughter is just like, emo and depressed. Then the dad dies. But none of them care. Revolutionary, right?"

Jupiter was on the red carpet with Ulysses watching everything that was happening. He didn't give a shit if people thought his outfit was tacky because his band's performance was going to blow their minds like a 60 year old learning how to use an iPhone.

tate was feeling extremely :/// because he realized he still had to perform with jupiter n the band...because...contract...legal,,,things,,,,he was also Nauseous (!!)! oh well. he thought to himself. he would still ROK THEIR SOX...hehe..

He decided to ignore Tate's presence because he felt as though Tate is a NOBODY since he only got known for fucking the love of his LIFE. Ulysses hated that fucking bitch named Tate Chase. If only his ass knew that they're related because of the Satan bloodline.

Lucille made her appearance quietly, trying to be as low key as possible b/c WOAH!! SWAGGER!!! also b/c she realized Ulysses was there (woah!! oops!!). On the bright side she looked HOT!

Seeing her cousin, she just gasped at her outfit. Why was SHE trying to get all of the attention? How fucking dare SHE! Valentina thought as she waited for someone to interview her to talk about her new perfume line called Valentina Monroe in hopes of the public not acknowledging her cousin's shocking ensemble.

tate wnet near to ulysses. he felt throw up coing up. he threw up on ulysses. ;take thatmotherufcker!!! " he said. tate can be so rude sometimes...

What the fuck?! Ulysses thiought once Tate had puked on his clothes, I'll show that cunt. He quietly got off of the red carpet and decided to take Tate into one of the nearby restrooms and decided to hit him against a mirror quite violently. "W͖̖h͎̰̻̞ͅo ͇̥̘̱͓t̹͈h̦̫͖̩e ̨f͔͓͙̱̩̞̜uc͜ͅk̢̠͙̹ ͏̠͚ͅḏ̨̩̯̩ơ͇͖̱̝͈͎̯ ̼̪̙͖͎̞̰͞ý̺o̤͈u͚̰ ̗̝̲̠̳̺t͈͠h̖͖͚̝͉̕i͚̜n͔̘̮ͅk̗̻ ̼y̻͇ơ̱̰u̢̩̖̺'́r̦̫̻e̘̺̕ ͇̟̯̘̩̕d͈͓͙͓̯ͅe̢̝͕̹̙̭̜ạ̗͉͈̭͕̥l̵͍̙i̺̫̦̱̮̯͚n͚͉̼̭g͕̗͘ ̬̰͈̳̟̘̬w͖̩͓i҉͚̝t̗̦͙͈̼̟ẖ͝?͇̣̺̥ Y̠̱̱̭͈̪͕̕o͢u̹̠͚̳͓̹̫͝ ̺̤̮̤̮̩̞͟m̨̯̞̜a͖̠̬̙̭̖ͅy̺̳̭̫̟ ̞͉̜h̩̜̯̜̮͇a̹̯͈͚͞v̵̳̘̰e̳ ̻̠̩g̶̻͎̼̱̥͚ͅo̘̣͙t͔̜͖̝͈͈͖͡t̰̗̜̟̞e̬̫̭͍̺͙n̛͙͖ ̢t̤o͓͇̕ ̸t͚̣͙͎̣̤͢h̥͎͉e͇̗͓͟ ̥͚̘̺͜t̫͇ͅͅo̲p͚̭͇͓ ̨̘̣f̞͍͇̫o͓̲̜r̶̳ ͔̤̀ͅf̷͖̦u̳͙̱͚̺͔c̦̣̖̳̳̀k̳ị̠͎n̢͍͖̳̱̟g ̙̫̼͚͍̹͘t͢h̭ḛ͉̩̲̩͔͢ ͏̩͚̜l̹͎̥o͇̬̖v̩̗͡e̤̩ ͚̞̬̲̟̀ò̮̫f̯̱̞͈͝ ͇̩͍ͅmy͉̫̮̭̹̕ ͇͚̬̼g̙̭̺͉̝͉ǫ̮̭̻̬͓͚d̶̥̫̰͎d͕̺ͅámǹ̲̮̭̝̥ ̧̹̜̣l̼͓͖i҉f̩̭͢e͈̯̜,͔̠͈̼ͅ ̶̪̝̼̲̙̻̟b҉ṳ͍̯t ̬̲̫̜̗̥͚I̥̳͇̘̠ ̭̠̩b͎̼r̮̞̠e̱̼̰ͅa͈̖k͕͍̪ ̶͖̤y̡o͎u̟̺͉ ̭̝̮͎̺j̜̪̺̠͎u̱͕̳̻̼͜s̪̝̼͈̦̩͖̀t̬͇̰̱ ̹̬̩̝͢a̛̯̗̦͇͔͙̭s̻̙̺̦ ̻̦͍è̫̼̭̭̺̩̫a̭͇̗̘̯̺s҉i͙͔̲ḽ̨͈̲̝̬̟y̭̞͔̞͙͝.̡̻ ̝̖͎̻̮I͉̻̭n͙ ̳͔̞̪̺̫a ̰̙̟̩̼̭f͚̯̦̱̹̤͢e̸w̷̟͈͇͔̞ͅ ̥̹̼ẉ͓̞ͅe̕e̶̪̙̲͍̩̻̬k̳̳̳̟ͅs͈͉̖̣͎,҉̗͙̞̹̱ ͎̤̝n̙͇̪̭̻ob̥͉̥o̷̥̝͙̞̞d̟y̷̬̺ w̬̬͓i̦̼l̟̮̥̖̙̘l͏͔̬ ̹̙k̷̫ǹ̗o̯̲w̯̠̠̖͟ ̪̥̝̱̯͈̣y̺̤̙̠̪̪̺o҉̮̙u̼͈r͏̠͓ ͓̠̤͓͚̹̪n̴a̗̹m͓͉͓e̷̤,͖̲̯̭̫͢ ̧̖̲͍̮̦an̘d͙̺̮ ̮͓̜̬͉̞̲t͇̬̣̬ͅh̖͙̫͚̤̞̲e̬y͍'̬͈̟̳̤l̙̥͙͉̖͖l̰͡ ̸̙͓̪a̜͕̦͡ļ̖̝̦l̞͉ ͇͎̬͞ͅf͢ǫ̙͓͕̲̦̣r̟̠̦̻ͅg̟̥̰̝͖͜e̛̬t̜̘͘ ̞̼̺̙̼́a͙̱b̺̰̘̩͖͜ǫ̱̭͚͎u͎̲͕̞t ̞̲̳͇̙̼͢y̡̙̩̗̬͚̜o͚u͇̘̳͕ ̘̦̘̙̜̹̥y̬̰o̡̟̣̥̺̻̺̘u͍͎̺͚ ̣́p̭͖̹͜se͢u̸̟͕d̸̺̰̝̬̞ơ͇͚͎-̞͇͇s̶͕̖͈̝u̯̬͡p̗̩͙̭͎ͅe͙̲ͅͅr̺͓̠̗͓̼̙̕s͍̩̺̠͝ţ̦͚̙̙̱a̘͍͇̲͉r ̰̦̬̙̖̜͈f̪͘u҉̼͎c̷̭̮̟̫͉k͟e̷͎̝̳͉̖r̳̯͓̲̬!̻͇͍̺̰̳̳͝ ҉ ̘̩̜͡T̯r̡͓̟̹̝̱y̞͙ ͝t̡̟͇o ͈͙̙r̵ͅu҉i̵̹n̬̱̤̣͉͇ͅ ̖̣͕m̸͕̳̘͚͚ę̩ ̞̹̭̠̰̼̕o̙̤̦n͈e̢͙̰ m̤̞̥̰̯͡o̸̝̬̯͙̮r͏̭e̬̫͈ͅͅ ̡̤͎̥̹͓f̵̜̜͕̦̳͎uc̗͕̟̟̲͙͇k̯̻̱̲ͅi̝͙͙̰̤͚̘n͍̼̗̳͠g̤̼̝̫͙̗ ͔̺̞͎̰͉ͅt҉͔̳̫͙̦̥̬i̳̕m͈͚̥͍̻̫̻̕e͞,͖̣͖ ̴̞an҉̮̪̳̝̦͙͙d̮͕̖̟̥̘ ̘̝̻͎̭̥͘y͏͍̦̱̼o͢u ̰̣̗̰̥̗̤w̰͍i͓̩̤̱ll̠͍̥̫͕͇̟ ̼̜̤ͅp̮̙̩͔͕̙̻é͕̻͈̥͓r̨̫̣̭͇̼͉̝is̲̤̻͙̱͓̣͡h̜" Ulysses threatened in quite a demonic tone. His eyes turned black, little did he know that he was a demon like Tate. Shit went down real that moment. "Now I need to have me a smoke break. It's a good fucking thing I brought myself quite a few spare clothes since there's no fucking way I'd shine alongside my beau wearing something with puke all over it."

chris walked on2 the vma carpet thingy and a hot song started playing that contained the word 'bootylicious' many times over again. he walked over 2 ulysses. 'what is up you ugly nerd?" he asked. he felt mean that day. he always felt mean...he was oging 2 START SOME RUMORS....oh no...

Giving a toothy grin. Sephora gave a response, "'Tat's interestin', sweetay. Any people in mind ya wanna cast?"

After changing into something clean and having a small smoke break, he was back on the red carpet as Chris Mauldin approached him and Jupiter. "Why the fuck are you talking about yourself? If you didn't already know, I'm a ridiculously sexy feminine guy bitch, not a goddamn nerd like 'What's his name Chase'." God, Ulysses is such a fucking bitch.

"haha thanks for giving me what i wanted bitch," chris left and wrote an article that shat on ulysses' entire existence because he was beinga mean bitch towards chris and he does not have time for that kind of negativity.

"Also, asshole, your outfit looks like a fake Versace bag with dog shit piled on it with someone's cum stained underwear with diarrhea all over it!" he yelled to Chris as loud as he could to where Chris could possibly hear it.

Jupiter tried to suppress his laughter about the whole ordeal only to start laughing uncontrollably and repeatably muttering, "Oh my fucking god! I can't Holy shit. You're a lot better at this shit than me."

"you sound like a wannabe edgy 12 year old who jacks off to pictures of gerard way," chris responded...and it was true. and that was the law.

Rolling his eyes, Ulysses yelled back, "That's the 14 year old dreadlock emo kid, not moi. Get your facts straight!"

"Daddy!" cried Tasha with tears of joy as she ran up to her boyfriend, Tate.

"Baby girl!" Tate cried out for Tasha, embracing her in a furry nesting hug of love. He felt like saying something d33p to complete the moment, and so he did. "You will never be happy," he began, clearing his throat, " if you continue to search for what happiness consists of. You will never live if you are looking for the meaning of life... "

She gave a really big smile full of happiness since she loves her daddy with all of her heart. True love is real. ♥ Tasha gave a giggle as she posed on the red carpet with her furball.

"Uly, for your next role, I could totally help you dye your hair to be like really colorful, it'd be like really suitable for like the aesthetic," whispered Jupiter to Ulysses as the paparazzi was focusing on Tate and his girlfriend.