SWBG: A Rookie's Stance (Announcer & YOUR FACE HERE Fanfic)

On Stage

"Pick a category! Any category!"

It was a day like any other up on the stage of Shovelware's Brain Game. Contestants from all over would come over to compete against each other. But there was always one contestant that strayed from the rest. This Robloxian with "YOUR FACE HERE" plastered on their face wouldn't have any real identity, but would still stay true to their emotions.

Their name wasn't well known either, but was able to recognize themselves as "The Rookie."

After 3 seconds of thinking, the Rookie chose "Shapes 'n Such" as their category.

"Do you know where this category goes? That's right, the square hole!" the Banana joked.

"If you add every side of any quadrilateral, you will always get 360 degrees!" the Announcer explained. "With that in mind, what degree will the corners of any given square measure-"

Before the Announcer was able to finish the question, he was interrupted by someone in the audience. It was the troublesome Cherries.

"Hey, Announcer! Get some new material! I've heard these questions like, a million times already!" the left Cherry shouted.

"Hey! I only had so much time to write these, okay?" the Announcer told the Cherries. "It's hard to write 200+ questions! You try it sometime!"

"Okay, here's a question!" the right Cherry started. "When are you gonna get some new material?"

After such a sudden comeback and with nothing to say back, the Announcer started to stutter before switching to angry mumbling.

The Rookie, being able to hear all the commotion between the two, was fairly upset at the Cherries for trash-talking the Announcer. The Rookie was too focused on the Cherries that they completely missed the right answer to the question.

FRICK, the Rookie typed out in a speech bubble.

"Wow, how could you screw up that badly?" the nerd nearby asked.

Man, shut up. We are literally tied right now.

The Dancing Banana walks back up to the front of the stage and exclaims, "That's it! That's the end of the round!"

uh oh, the Rookie typed.

"Let's see what the winner will be winning!"

The Middle Nephew pulls down the curtains to reveal a nice, 2d image of a leafy cabbage.

"Cabbage! And the cheap kind too!" the Announcer says. "Look, I only had so much time to get these prizes together. This was gonna be my dinner! When I catch whoever's in charge of prizes-"

"That prize... was great!"

Please be me, please be me, PLEASE BE ME, the Rookie pleaded quietly.

"And now... our grand champion isss-!"

"Hey, Banana!" the Cherries interrupt.

cherries, i swear to god,

"You should hire a new announcer! This guy STINKS!" says the left Cherry.

"Could you stop interrupting the show, please?!" the Announcer yells. "Also, you can't tell that from down there, I'm up in an enclosed recording booth!"

"So he admits it, he DOES stink!" exclaims the right Cherry.

After that unexpected comeback, the Announcer was officially stumped.

"No, I- um, well, one thing I should- err... E-excuse me for one second!" the Announcer quickly opens a door out of his recording booth and muffled sobbing is heard.