By Antoinette Johnson Social Media Comedy Skits

EPISODE 28: “Lucifer’s Brunch & The Betrayal Bar”

Sub-title: He wanted control. God gave the real ones creativity instead.

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COLD OPEN – THE BRUNCH FROM HELL (Literally)

Lucifer’s floating lounge, “Flame & Fork,” is packed with record execs, influencers with no souls, and AI avatars sipping mimosa code.

LUCIFER (sitting with a diamond goblet):
“I gave them deals, fake streams, and auto-tuned dreams. Yet somehow… I still can’t control the charts!”

A low-ranking demon whispers in his ear.

DEMON ASSISTANT:
“Sir… Nipsey and Prince just opened a secret studio. In Heaven.”

LUCIFER (spits mimosa):
“WHAT?! Who authorized purpose without permission?!”

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CUT TO: THE HIDDEN STUDIO IN HEAVEN – “Studio Eternité”

Nipsey Hussle and Prince are vibing. The studio is made of gold, moon crystals, and ancestral beats. Amy Winehouse sings backup while Aaliyah laces vocals.

NIPSEY:
“This ain’t about deals. This is about healing the hood with harmony.”

PRINCE:
“We don’t sign artists up here. We free ’em.”

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BACK TO FLAME & FORK – BRUNCH GETS PETTY

Lucifer flips his brunch table like a Real Housewife of Hell.

LUCIFER:
“How Prince get a mic from God, but I been asking for studio space since 1987?!”

SATAN’S PR TEAM:
“Well, maybe if you didn’t try to clone Tupac and leak false contracts…”

LUCIFER:
“Don’t come for me unless you trending!”

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LOCATION SWITCH: THE BETRAYAL BAR – HEAVEN’S EYE IN THE SKY

A hidden lounge where Antoinette sits with angels, sipping ginger martinis, watching everything go down like divine surveillance.

ANTOINETTE (to Gabriel):
“He mad ‘cause he can’t remix the real ones. Nipsey and Prince weren’t industry. They were intention. That can’t be manufactured.”

ARCHANGEL GABRIEL:
“He better stay in his brunch lane. Cause if he steps in this studio, we releasing the unreleased Lauryn Hill verse.”

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SURPRISE SHOWDOWN – LUCIFER CRASHES THE STUDIO

Lucifer storms into Studio Eternité wearing a red Versace trench and entitlement.

LUCIFER:
“Shut this down. This ain’t sanctioned!”

NIPSEY:
“This ain’t your lane, dawg. You tried to colonize the culture, but we the creators.”

PRINCE (strumming guitar):
“You may own contracts… but you don’t own soul.”

AMY WINEHOUSE (lighting sage):
“Go back to brunch, Lucy. You smell like burnt dreams.”

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MIC DROP MOMENT – THE DIVINE RELEASE

Antoinette steps into the studio like a boss, holding a USB drive glowing with ancestral energy.

ANTOINTETTE:
“This is called The Great Frequency. Once this song drops, all lies in the industry collapse.”

LUCIFER (nervous):
“What’s on it?”

ANTOINTETTE:
“Realness. Integrity. Bars.”

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ENDING SCENE: THE DROP

The beat drops. The heavens vibrate. Earth artists start waking up. Contracts start unbinding. Fans start healing through frequency.

LUCIFER FAINTS INTO A SEAT MARKED “RETIRED.”

ANTOINTETTE (to camera):
“You can’t remix truth. You can only realign with it. And if they tried to silence your soul… make it a symphony.”