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ProfNigma Stories #5: If Wishes Were Hornets #14

Date: 10/28/2016, Categories: Celebrities, Author: FrankSinner, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

looked into her living room where the voice came from. The wall, she just thought, her mind feeling like it had snapped. The wall was gone, and now there was just a crowd of people standing in her living room with cameras and other technical pieces. Her f*mily each got up and headed into the crowd, apparently for makeup touch-up and the like. A middle aged man came from the crowd and looked a bit upset, and Tori was secretly worried that whoever this was mad at her for something. Luckily he was wearing a hat that said Joe, so she prayed that was his name. "Victoria… what's up?" Joe said, eyeing her. "Umm… you can just call me Tori…" "Want to stay in character? Ok then… that's fine. So… what's wrong?" "I… umm… I don't really know. I guess I'm just really confused. What's going on here?" Joe laughed, "I don't think any of us ever really do. Why don't you get your makeup on and we'll do another take once you're ready. I know you're worried about today." Tori was about to say something when she felt a hand on her shoulder. She spun around to see a heavyset man with black hair that seemed overly friendly, but there was something off about him. "VJ?" he said, spinning her around a full circle. "You're killing me." "Umm… I'm sorry. What did you call me?" "VJ… you know? Your nickname… based off your initials… Victoria Justice… anyway…" he paused, seeing that his star was beginning to hyperventilate. "Look, I know you're tired and I get that you really don't want to shoot today, but ... we don't have the money to spend another day on the series… so, try and keep things on schedule, if you don't mind k*ddo." "What is going on?!" she shouted, earning the attention of everyone on set. "Where is my living room?" The crew watched as Victoria Justice began to just lose her mind, racing up the house's stairs that actually didn't lead anywhere. "Where's my room? What. The. Hell. Is. Going. On?" "Ummm… Victoria?" the heavyset man asked, "I'm gonna go ahead and call for lunch… take some time to get… whatever this is straight, ok?" The large man sauntered back into the crowd and Tori was left standing in her fake living room. It took her a few seconds to recognize her f*mily on the side of the set. She rushed over to them as they were removing their microphones, and changing clothes. "Mom! Dad! Trina! What's going on?" "What's going on is you're fucking up your lines, Victoria," her mother responded snidely. "What?!" Tori said, completely taken aback. "She's right, Victoria," Trina said, taking a seat that said 'Daniella' on it. "It's time you really faced the inevitable. It's not that we don't like you. We're just ready to move on to more important roles. Just learn your lines and ride this thing out." "Yes," Mr. Vega chimed in, with a British accent for some reason, "It's not as if we are performing Chekov, dear girl. I never imagined that I would be giving up a real Broadway career for some ch*ldren's show." "What's wrong with you guys? Why are you acting like this? ...