*video starts and the mood is somber. There’s a black-haired guy sitting at a desk facing the camera with his hands folded together on the desk and his eyes trained in the lens*
“Hello. If this video has reached you, then that can only mean one thing: I have died.”
*there’s a tense moment of silence before someone snorts offscreen, then everyone’s laughing*
“God, Danny, what the hell??” A tired feminine voice exclaims.
A male voice pipes up offscreen. “Come on, Jazz, that was hilarious!”
“I knew we shouldn’t have let him write the script!” A purple stuffed animal flies quickly into the shot where the first guy is laughing with his head on the desk and it bounces off his head and out of the shot again.
“Aw, but that wouldn’t be fair, Sam, would it? It’s my reveal video.”
“How many puns did you fit in it?” The second voice asks, sounding distinctly gleeful.
“At least twelve, depending on how you count puns that can go both ways,” the guy on screen says as he wiggles an eyebrow to the camera lens, which sets off the second guy’s laughter again.
There’s a couple sighs heard and the first gal’s voice is heard closer as the camera moves. In the background you can hear the guy laughing on the floor about a blooper reel before complaining about steel toed boots. “Okay, we’ll try this again, little brother. Next time don’t—” the video cuts out
