MCR music video outtakes...

This is for I’m not okay:

*ice cream truck music*
MCR: ICE CREAM!!!!
(They run out before Marc can stop them and try to form a line.)
Frank: Oh shit I don’t have any money. Can I have a bite of someone’s ice cream?
Everyone else: No.
Frank: PLEEZE!!!
Everyone else: Um…no.
Frank: But I’m a growing guy.
Bob: That’s good because you need all the growing you can get.
Mikey: Burn!
(Ray gets up and holds his ice cream as high as he can.)
Ray: Hey Fwankie, do you want some ice cweem?
(Frank jumps up and down but can’t reach the ice cream that Ray’s holding.)
Ray: Awww no ice cweem for wittle baby Fwankie, too bad.
(Frank walks over to Gerard and stares at him with puppy eyes.)
Gerard (while eating his ice cream slowly and with loud smacking sounds): Mmmmmm...
Marc: Time to continue shooting.
(Gerard stuffs the rest of his ice cream in his mouth getting it all over his face and then does a rush job of cleaning it up with a napkin.)
Marc: I’m not okay chorus take one, shooting in three…
(Frank notices that there’s a bit of ice cream on Gerard’s cheek.)
Marc: ...two…
(Frank starts to walk toward Gerard.)
Marc: …one…
Gerard: What are you doing?
Marc: action!
Frank: Trust me.
(Frank licks the ice cream off of Gerard’s cheek.)
Assistant Director: Marc, should we reshoot that?
Marc: We don’t have time, and it’s not like anyone’s going to notice.
MCR fans: Ooooo Frank kissed Gerard!
(Three years and 100,000 Ferards later…)
(Frank is on Youtube watching the I’m Not Okay video)
Frank: You know, it looks like I’m kissing Gerard in this video.
Everyone else: O_o.

writerGrrl:

This is for I’m not okay:

*ice cream truck music*
MCR: ICE CREAM!!!!
(They run out before Marc can stop them and try to form a line.)
Frank: Oh shit I don’t have any money. Can I have a bite of someone’s ice cream?
Everyone else: No.
Frank: PLEEZE!!!
Everyone else: Um…no.
Frank: But I’m a growing guy.
Bob: That’s good because you need all the growing you can get.
Mikey: Burn!
(Ray gets up and holds his ice cream as high as he can.)
Ray: Hey Fwankie, do you want some ice cweem?
(Frank jumps up and down but can’t reach the ice cream that Ray’s holding.)
Ray: Awww no ice cweem for wittle baby Fwankie, too bad.
(Frank walks over to Gerard and stares at him with puppy eyes.)
Gerard (while eating his ice cream slowly and with loud smacking sounds): Mmmmmm...
Marc: Time to continue shooting.
(Gerard stuffs the rest of his ice cream in his mouth getting it all over his face and then does a rush job of cleaning it up with a napkin.)
Marc: I’m not okay chorus take one, shooting in three…
(Frank notices that there’s a bit of ice cream on Gerard’s cheek.)
Marc: ...two…
(Frank starts to walk toward Gerard.)
Marc: …one…
Gerard: What are you doing?
Marc: action!
Frank: Trust me.
(Frank licks the ice cream off of Gerard’s cheek.)
Assistant Director: Marc, should we reshoot that?
Marc: We don’t have time, and it’s not like anyone’s going to notice.
MCR fans: Ooooo Frank kissed Gerard!
(Three years and 100,000 Ferards later…)
(Frank is on Youtube watching the I’m Not Okay video)
Frank: You know, it looks like I’m kissing Gerard in this video.
Everyone else: O_o.

haha thats funny.lol

I'm Not Okay


(Croquet Scene)

Marc: Okay, the croquet scene. Gerard, just hit the ball and put your hand over your eyes like your looking to see where it went.
Gerard: Alright. Got it.
Marc: 3...2..1, go!
-Camera starts filming-
Gerard: *Swings croquet mallet and hits Frank's crotch*
Frank: *Doubles over and collapses* SHIT!
Gerard: -Wide eyed look-
Frank: Dammit Gerard! Now I'll never have children!
Marc: Cut.
Gerard: *Whistles and walks away*


(Locker Scene)

Marc: (To extra) Alright, just open the locker and Frank will pop out at you. Act scared.
-Filming-
Extra: *Opens locker*
-Gas Mask lady from WTTBP pops out-
Extra: EEEEE!!!!! *Runs*
Gerard: I haven't written that song yet!!! Besides, you aren't that scary...
Gas Mask Lady: *Takes out gun*
Gerard; FUCK. *Runs after extra*

I tried. xD Sorry if something like these has already been done =P

No it wasn't lame! xD Lmao. "Add me!"

Veeolin:

No it wasn't lame! xD Lmao. "Add me!"

That bit made me

I'm going to die of laughter any moment now and my brother and sister are looking a me like I'm crazy!

Wow. I wish I was as creative as all of you guys!

hahahaha
I love these
My mums giving me wierd looks, cause I'm laughing so much

x.Disenchanted.x:

I'll try one from 'Helena'

Marc: Ok Frank, I know your kinda short and your having problems carrying the coffin, but try ok?
Frank: *sniffle* ok...
Marc: And ACTION!
Gerard: *so long and goodnight* waaaiiit....HELP ITS FALLING!
Mikey: Its slipping!
Ray: Its too wet cuz of the rain!
Bob: AAAAHHHH!!!
Marc: CUT! Be more careful guys. Geez, you know we had to rent that coffin for the day, and the people said they don't expect any scratches on it! Take Two!
Gerard: *so long and...* wait is someone not even trying to move this? What the...FRANK! Your not even trying!
Frank: I'm too short ok! I'm sorry I can't do anything about it! *crys*
Mikey: Gerard, you made Frank cry. *stops over to Gerard* NOBODY makes my Frankie cry!!! *beats the hell out of Gerard*
Ray: Break it up guys! Geez, diva alert!
Bob: Who you calling a diva bitch?!? *beats up Ray*
Frank: Peace and love guys! Peace and love! *crys harder*
Extra Coffin Carryer: What the hell? Are they usually like this?
Everybody on set: YES!!!
Marc: STOP YOU GUYS! WE HAVE A VIDEO TO SHOOT!
~20 minutes later~
Marc: Ok now that you all calmed down, lets move on. Take Three!
Gerard: *and if you carry on this way, things are better if I stay*
~"You drive me crazy! But it feels alright!"~
MCR: WHAT THE HELL?
Extra Coffin Carryer: *Answers cell* hello? Mom I'm in the middle of something!
MCR: *coffin starts to slip cuz Extra Coffin Carryer is busy on his cell* WOA!
~Coffin falls~
Marc: NOOO!
~Dead body falls out of coffin~
MCR: O___O AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!

that was really good!!!

Buried In Bullets:

*Teenagers Set*

Marc: Action! Flood em people!

*The doors break open, fans come flooding in*

Gerard: GAHHHH TEEENIES!

*Gerard Screams Like A Girl*

Mikey: I... I... Can't... Breathe...

Teenies: GERALLDZ WE WANTT YOURR BABBIIIESSS!

Bob: His name is Gerard...

Teenies: JARREEEEEEDDDDD I WANT YOUUR P33N!

Ray: WYAH WYAH! *Rocks Out*

Frankie: My mommy never loved me...

Teenie: WE'LL LOVVVEEE YOUUUU FREEDDD!!

Frankie: It's Frank-

Teenies: JIIIMM!

*Gerard has panic attack*

Gerard: I DON'T WANNA LOOSE MY VIRGINITY NOOOWW!

*Teenies Jump On Stage*

Marc: HOLY SHIT! Cut! Cut!

*Teenies Swarm Stage and Jump On The Guys*

The Boys: AHHH!

*Ray Gets Tackled*

Teenie: I WANT YOUR P3333N!

Ray: NOOO!

*Gerard Gets Tackled*

Gerard: OH MY GOD. Help Meeeee- *Covered With Teenies*

Teenies: WHERES THE P3333N?

*Mikey Gets Tackled*

Mikey: ARGH DON'T TOUCH MY SUSHI ROLLLSS!

*Bob fights a teenie with drumstick*

Bob: GHAAAAAAAAAAAAR!

*Frankie gets tackled*

Frankie: HELP MEEEE!

Teenies: P333333N.

Bob: THAT IS ENOUGH!

*Everybody Stops, An Arm Flies From Where Gerard Was*

Bob: OH... MY... GOD! YOU KILLED GERARD!

The Boys: YOU BASTARDS!

*A Light Flashes*

*Ray Jumps Up*

Ray: Power Rangers Unite!

Frankie: Zing!

Bob: Morph Into... SuperSex!

*The Boys Form Together, Making A P33N/Giraffe With Lazer Eyes*

SuperSex: WE SHALL DESTROY YOU!

Teenies:NOOO! ZOMGMORPHINTOSUPERTEENIE!

*Teenies Form A Large Sammich*

SuperTeenie: WE SHALL HAVE THE P3333N!

SuperSex: NOOOO!

SuperTeenie: P33N ATTACK!

SuperSex: GHAAAAAAARR! *Devours SuperTeenie*

SuperSex: WE HAVEE CONQUEEREEDD!!!

*Gerard Wakes Up, With One Arm*

SuperSex: MORPH INTOO... MCR!

*Zing*

*The boys are normal*

Mikey: I shall heal thee Gerard with my supah sushi powers *Gives Gerard An Arm*

Gerard: YAY! NOW I CAN MASTURBA- I Mean... .... Play Tennis.

Frankie: I'm calling Chuck.

Mikey: Chuck you say?

Frankie: Yes Chuck...

Ray: Chuck from Singapore?

Frankie: No - Chuck from Canada.

Bob: Oooh! Isn't he cockeyed?

Frankie: Yeah. Chuck has that problem.

Gerard: Lets go visit Chuck.

Frankie: Okay.. I SUMMON.. CHUCK!

*A cockeyed midget falls through roof and lands in front of them*

Chuck: What cheee want boysss?

Bob: We wanna go to Italy.

Chuck: Italy you say?

Bob: Yes... Italy.

*Chuck Pulls Out Tugboat With Wings From His Pocket*

Chuck: ALL ABOOARRDD!

Boys: YAAAY! *They Jump Into Tugboat*

Chuck: And we are oooffff!

*Chuck Boat Flies Through Hole In Roof... out of sight*

THE END..
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Sorry, that was lame.

AHH! YOU ARE A GENIOUS!!!

I dont think I can do this but lets try

Famous Last Words
*Frank kicks sand at Mikey*
Mikey:Quit it! What did I do to you
Frank:You stepped on my foot..dimlass
*Bob casually looks over his shoulder and keeps drumming*
Gerard:Fire is hot.....it's hot...I'm hot
Ray:Conceited much?
*while kicking sand into Franks face*
Frank:Whats you major malfunction dude?!
Ray:Nobody messes with my Mikey
Mikey:..Err..thanx
Gerard:"You say my eyes are shining BRI-OWE MY FUCKING EYE RAY YOU IDIOT!"
-shoots and reshoots later-
Bob:BRAKE TIME!!
Everyone: HELL YES
Director:Why can't I get that on film
-Brakes over-
Director:We're shooting the end so Gerard give me drama
Sound guy:Que music..NOW
"..awake or dead!...." Gerard slaps Frank
Director: CUT what the fuck Gerard
Gerard: you said you wanted drama and I delivered
Director: But now Frank is crying!
Frank:No i'm not...ass hole director
*Bob snickers*
Mikey: Need...sushi....break..nowX.X
Sound guy: Take Two...que msuic..NOW
"asleep or dead!(under lyrics).."Gerard walks off set..
Director: CUT..what now?
Gerard:You said fucking drama!!
Director: Forget drama just be yourself
Gerard: Fine!

And that is how we got Famous Last Words lol..sorry I didnt know who directed I didnt know if it was Marc or someone completely different so yea...plus its 4am here

I luv excuses haha and thats mine..hope you like it a litte at least

hehe heres one from 'The Black Parade'

Marc: Ok patient. Gerard is gonna appear on the TV screen singing the opening to the song. All you need to do is stare at the screen and, uh...die. Got it?
Patient: Got it. *lays down in hospital bed*
Marc: Cue Gerard singing! *Gerard appears on screen singing* AND ACTION!
Gerard: *When I was a young boy my father took me into the city*
Patient: *jumps out of bed* OH BABY. YOU SO FINE! *runs over and makes out with the TV screen*
Gerard: WHAT THE F***?! GET OFF ME..er..GET OFF THE TV!!
Marc: CUT! What the hell? Patient? Why did you kiss Gerard's face on the TV?
Patientf: I can't help it man. He's just so damn sexy.
Gerard: O_O *hurls*
Marc: You know what? Lets let you calm down a bit, and move on to the parade scene.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Marc: ACTION!
MCR: *Do or die. You'll never make me*
Mikey: Guys, I'm slipping! Help! *Slips while rockin on the bass, and does the splits* AAAAHHH!
MCR: OOOHHH!
Ray: That's gotta hurt.
Mikey: *grabs self* My preeeecccioooooouuusssssss.....
Bob: Suck it up boy.
Ray: Cool it Bryer.
Bob: What are you and your fro gonna do about it, carrot top?
Ray: You meanie head! *Runs off crying*
Marc: Geez, I need a drink
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Gerard: *We'll carry on. And though your dead and gone...*
Patient: Come here big boy!
Marc: Patient, get off of Gerard! He's not interested!
Frank: He better NOT be!
Marc: NO MORE DRAMA ON SET WE HAVE A VIDEO TO SHOOT!
Frank: *glares at Gerard* We will talk about THIS later.
Gerard: Yes pookie...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~NEXT DAY~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Gerard: *yawn* I'm exhausted.
Ray: Why?
Bob: I SAID NO MORE TALKING!
Ray: Yes masta...
Marc: Why are you so tired Gerard?
Mikey: Cuz he had a wild night out with the patient.
Bob, Ray, Frank, and Marc: WHAT?!?!?!?!?!
Bob: *slaps Ray*
Gerard: Oh yea right. Prove it!
Mikey: I will! *pulls out camcorder* Check this s*** out Frank.
Frank: *see's Gerard and the Patient dancing to 'Milkshake' together* OH...MY...*crys* GERARD HOW COULD YOU!
Gerard: I couldn't help it! The Patient was such a smooth talker! But I don't love him! I love you Frank! Please forgive me! Kiss pookie...
Frank: HELL NO! ITS OVER GERARD!

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~TO BE CONTINUED~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Yeah, this is crap, but I figured I'd post it anyway.

Helena

(carrying the casket)

Gerard: God, why is this thing so heavy?

Ray: Frank, put your feet back on the ground.

Frank: *whines* But it’s fun!

Frank climbs into the casket.

Frank: Mmm. Comfy. *sleeps*

Gerard: Did this thing just get even heavier?

Mikey: Guys, hate to tell you this now but...I have to pee real bad.

Bob: Hey, hey Mikey....Flowing streams, flushing toilets, the steady drip of a tap....

Mikey: *glares* Not. Helping. Bob.

Bob: The waves of the ocean gently lapping back and forth, back and forth....

Mikey: Gerard, you still got your croquet mallet from the I’m Not Okay clip?

Gerard: Uh...yeah.

Gerard pulls out croquet mallet from the casket. Gives it to Mikey.

Mikey: So that’s where you keep it! I knew it!

Bob: : Uh oh. Uh, I didn’t mean it Mikey. I swear.

Mikey and Bob both let go of the casket as Mikey chases Bob with mallet. The casket drops on Gerard’s toe.

Gerard: OH MY FUCKING GOD THAT HURTS! OW!

Casket opens and Gerard sees Frank inside.

Gerard: Frank! Get out of there! That’s where I keep my secret stash of cand....candles...yeah, candles.

Frank gets out of casket and goes to sulk.

Frank: I DON'T LOVE YOU LIKE A DID YESTERDAY, GERARD!

Gerard: What..the..fuck?:

Ray: You did know that Frank cut off a bit of your hair while you were sleeping and he smells it before he goes to sleep, didn't you?

Gerard:

Gerard quickly takes out his secret stash of candy and hides it in his jacket pockets.

Gerard: Wait a minute...where’re the skittles? FRANK! Give me back my skittles!
Frank: Mwahaha. Frank’s skittles now, bitch!

Frank runs off, laughing.

Ray: Well Gerard, guess it’s just left to you and me to carry the casket.

Gerard: Uh yeah...sure. I’m just gonna go...do...something. Yeah...yeah, sounds good. I’ll be back in a second.

Gerard runs off.

4 hours later.
Ray: I don’t think he’s coming back.

A day later.
News reporter: Ray Toro, lead guitarist of the band My Chemical Romance has been crushed and left severely injured after attempting to lift a casket filled with empty candy wrappers by himself, on the shoot for the band’s new video ‘Helena.’ When asked for a comment, this is all rhythm guitarist Frank Iero had to say:

Frank: Mwahaha, he still hasn’t worked out I’m hiding in his laundry basket. *eats skittles*

News reporter: ...to which lead singer, Gerard Way responded:

Gerard: I’m crossing you off my Christmas card list....you’re a meanie. *sulks*

News reporter: Bassist Mikey Way had this to add:

Mikey: You guys are retarded.

News reporter:...drummer Bob Bryar refused to comment.

I'm Not Okay Set:

Mark: ok guys. frankies going to come out of the locker and scare the girl who'll run around the corner.

Frankie: i fit into this thing. i so rule! Gee come in with me. It's got enough room for two*Sexual noises* *squeezes in*

*close door*

Mark: ACTION!

*girl comes round corner* *Opens door*
*Frankie jumps out

Frankie: BLAHHH

Girl: AHHHH *cries*

Frankie *Cries* omgd i'm so sorry. I love you. Have a mint.

Mark: CUT! Frankie she has to be scared! You CAN'T cry. Grow some BALLS man!

Gee: HahaHaHa

Mark: Don't luagh Gee we've all seen yours. Mikey told us. XD


I suck.

I'm gonna borrow something from you, Alice.

-Famous Last Words-

Gerard: "Awake, and unafraid, alseep or de-"
Disembodied Voice: YOU IDIOTS!
*Patient from WTTBP comes out of fire* I WAS STILL IN THE FLOAT!
Frank: ...We know.
Ray: Why aren't you roasted to a crisp?
Patient: Because I'm dead...
Gerard: Actually, you're walking around and all, so wouldn't you be the undead?
*Silence*
Patient: ROAR!!! *Runs over and tries to bite Bob*
Gerard: -Slow motion- Nuuuuuuuuuu!!!!!!!!!!!!! *Dives in front of Bob* VAMPIRES WILL NEVER HURT YOU!
Mikey: Gerard...he's not a vampire, he's a zombie.
Gerard: *Suspended in air in front of Bob* Oh shit. I didn't write a song about that...*Falls on drum set and passes out*
Patient: MUWAHAHA! JOIN MY ARMY OF THE UNDEAD!!!! *Twitchtwitch*
Ray: Oh shit...what do we do now?
*Coffin appears out of nowhere and Tracy jumps out of it dancing*
Tracy: I'm a pretty fairy!!!!
Frank: That's it! *Lightbulb appears over head*
*Pause*
Frank: MIKEY! Stop doing that.
Mikey: Sorry...*puts lightbulb back in pocket*
Ray: Who carries around lightbulbs anyway?
Mikey: *Silence* YEAH?!?! Well, at least I don't look like Shirley fucking Temple!
Ray: *Gasp* At least I don't straighten my hair, pretty pretty princess!
Mikey: Only manly men straighten their hair!
*Mikey and Ray start attacking each other*
Frank: *Runs over to coffin and pulls out croquet mallet*
Patient: MUWAHAHA. I AM EVIL! *twitch* I AM A GENIUS! ALL HAI-
Frank: *Hits patient over the head with croquet mallet*
Patient: *Drops unconscious*
Gerard: *Wakes up and goes over to coffin* Where's my skittles?! *Slowly turns to look at Frank*
Frank: It wasn't me!
Gerard: A likely story.
Frank: No, really.
Gerard: ROOOOOOAAAAAAAAR!!!!!!! *Tackles Frank*
*Gerard and Frank attack each other*
Bob: *Looks around at random fighting and unconscious patient* *Pause* *shrugs and walks off set eating a bag of skittles* Wuzzup Sam? Want a skittle?
Sam (Director): ...I'm going to the nearest asylum. Wanna come?
Bob: Sure!
Sam: You might wanna bring him too...*nods towards patient* I think they have a special ward for crazed undead diabolical actors from music videos.
*Sam, Bob, and Patient walk off set eating skittles*