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Post by Gfdgsgxgzgdrc on Aug 4, 2018 14:07:42 GMT -6
This script has been copied from the forum archive. {Open on a typical meeting of the BODH} And that's how socks took over all of Totalslava. How extremely fascinating! I loved that part about mayonnaise. Gfd, have you written any history books lately? Nope! Nope. Uh, no. Never. No. So, who wants to play Clapping Party? Yaaay! {An evil laugh is heard} That was creepy. Did any of you guys hear that? Yeah, it sounded like— {Record scratch} Just cut the creepy crap and just get over here, Grindolo. {echoey voiceover} Ugh, fine. {he appears} So... Grindolo... we meet again. Yeah. Yeah, we do. {Long pause} This is kind of awkward. So what's your evil plan to kill us this week? Oh, I'm not killing you. That's a relief. I'm changing your history forever! What?! Yes! I've learned a spell that will send your ancestors into space, altering the course of history. At last I will get revenge! Wait, but our ancestors are dead. I mean in the past. I'm sending your ancestors into space in the past. So you'll never have even existed! How do you know that? Maybe our ancestors will land on a planet with air, or survive in space somehow. Well, I guess we'll find out, won't we? Mlifsacul llimah senoj! {The screen flashes white and fades to black, revealing text}TEXT: Many a thyme ago, miles from the nearest Blubb-O's... {Music starts playing, as big yellow letters reading "STAR HATS" appear and shrink into the distance. An opening crawl begins, reading:}
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Post by Gfdgsgxgzgdrc on Aug 4, 2018 18:23:40 GMT -6
{Pan down to the desert planet of Tattooink. A small spaceship flies into the distance, shooting lasers backward. A large spaceship flies behind it, shooting forward. Cut to inside the spaceship, where S-RMX and R2Dean2 are running through the halls. S-RMX is like SRMX12, but robotic and gold. R2Dean2 is a small cylindrical robot, with Dean's metallic, robotic hairstyle. An explosion shakes the ship.} Did you hear that? {Dean's regular voice} Bippity beep bop. Yeah, me neither. I'm just so happy to finally be an android! Er... just droid, I mean. Look how shiny and gold-coated I am! This is awesome! Beeple blop bloop. An explosion? I didn't even notice. We gotta get out of here! This is madness!
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Post by Honstlar on Aug 4, 2018 18:37:25 GMT -6
Bleepity. No, I'm pretty sure it's madness.
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Post by Gfdgsgxgzgdrc on Aug 5, 2018 15:36:35 GMT -6
{The Tappatroopers come into the ship with Darth Pretender. The good guys and the bad guys shoot at each other.} Nice try, chumps. You'll never get away with the plans this time!
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Post by Honstlar on Aug 5, 2018 15:44:22 GMT -6
Rebel #47: This time? That whole Moulin Rouge One thing was our first attempt. Period. Nice try, chump. I'm not believing that for a second. Rebel #47: I meant it! (A Tappatrooper shoots the rebel) Rebel #47: {Wilhelm scream.} Rebel #92: Admiral Wilhelm, NOOOOOO!!!
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Post by Gfdgsgxgzgdrc on Aug 5, 2018 16:03:15 GMT -6
{Darth Pretender starts choking a rebel}TAPPATROOPER: Darth Pretender. We could not find the plans. Aw man, seriously? {to the rebel} Where are the plans, man? REBEL #61: Rrrgh... we don't... have them. We're just going to... buy some space pizzas... Space pizzas? Then why are you wearing rebel uniforms and shooting at us? REBEL #61: Umm... we... really like pizzas... {throws the rebel} Tappatroopers, look everywhere for those plans! {Cut back to S-RMX and R2-Dean2}
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Post by Gfdgsgxgzgdrc on Aug 5, 2018 19:47:14 GMT -6
{R2-Dean2 leaves} R2-Dean2, where are you going? Get back here this instant! {Cut to Princess E, placing something inside R2-Dean2}
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Post by Honstlar on Aug 5, 2018 19:48:26 GMT -6
Oh great, and now Queen Earmuffhead is giving her a virus.
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Post by Gfdgsgxgzgdrc on Aug 5, 2018 20:07:46 GMT -6
{R2-Dean2 goes away, into an escape pod} It's worse than I feared! That crazy lady is making her disobey orders! Bloop. A-bippity beep. Secret mission? That's ridiculous. We're not allowed in there! BLEEP BLOOP. Fine. I'll come. I suppose it's better than being destroyed... {gets into the escape pod}{Cut to the pod landing on Tattooink} Ow.
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Post by Honstlar on Aug 5, 2018 20:12:23 GMT -6
(The pod opens, revealing the droids.) Of course we had to land on the sand planet. Bloop blop blippity bop? I hate when sand gets in my circuits, it gives me the jibblies. Bloop blop boop boop bop? The sand.
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Post by Gfdgsgxgzgdrc on Aug 5, 2018 22:46:27 GMT -6
Blah blop bloop bloop. That way? There's nothing over there. Let's go this way. Boooop. No. Beep. Fine. Bop. {They both walk away in opposite directions}
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Post by Gfdgsgxgzgdrc on Aug 6, 2018 16:26:21 GMT -6
{Cut to S-RMX in the middle of nowhere} You know, maybe I should've joined Dean2. Hey, there's a truck or a tractor or something! I've been saved! {walks toward the Unguraitmobile}
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Post by Honstlar on Aug 6, 2018 17:34:58 GMT -6
Hello? (Knocks) Shiny, gold droid knock-knock-knocking on your door.
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Post by Gfdgsgxgzgdrc on Aug 6, 2018 22:01:11 GMT -6
{The door opens, revealing Unguraits in brown robes} Aw man, it's Unjawaits. {The Unjawaits shock S-RMX with electricity, and he wakes up in the middle of the Unjawaitmobile} {offscreen} Blappity blop blop.
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Post by Honstlar on Aug 6, 2018 22:43:05 GMT -6
Lemme guess, giant brown vehicle? Bloopy bop bippity.
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Post by Gfdgsgxgzgdrc on Aug 6, 2018 23:09:41 GMT -6
{Cut to Honstlar on Tattooink, with blond hair and a white robe} {offscreen} Honst! Honst! {runs over to Marzipan} Yeah, Aunt Marzu? Go with your Uncle 'Omestar to find a new droid. {Cut to raggedy Homestar with gray hair and a robe, looking at robots including S-RMX and R2-Dean2 in front of the Unjawaitmobile. Honst runs up.} Do you gots one that can scramble eggs?
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Post by EDITED Video Greg on Aug 7, 2018 8:14:03 GMT -6
(The Unjawaits make noises.) Homestar: You do... but I shouldn’t because somehow you have a vision that gold-plated me and Rosie the maid are plot-important somehow? They must be some pretty keen blatant failed kid appeal characters. (R2Dean2 comes up to the Unjawaits.) Dean: Bleep blippity BOOP. (The Unjawaits make more noises.)
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Post by Gfdgsgxgzgdrc on Aug 7, 2018 14:47:39 GMT -6
So, uh, we'll take the gold one... Freedom! And, uh... hm. Who else? We'll also take that red one there. VECTOR STRONG BAD: HELLOTE Hellote to you too! Come along home now, new robots. {They walk away, leaving Dean2 behind}VECTOR STRONG BAD: YOUR DROID A SPLODE Pardon? {The red droid explodes} Aw man. Guess we'll need a new one.
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Post by Honstlar on Aug 7, 2018 15:49:11 GMT -6
Might I suggest the blue one?
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Post by EDITED Video Greg on Aug 7, 2018 15:50:38 GMT -6
(R2Dean2 suddenly appears) Beeeeee bap bap bap bap babo. ...you? You'll do. But how'd you ever escape the Unjawaits? Beep beep bop beep boop beep bap. Feigned speaking their language until time was up. Wow. You must have said something real convincing. Beep bap boobity bop. (begins playing video: which is a family of Unjawaits in their home in a sitcom like setting) Unjawait 1: (makes noises) Unjawait 2: (more noises) Unjawait 1: (noises again)
(hideously loud laugh track) (She changes the video to Princess E.)
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Post by Gfdgsgxgzgdrc on Aug 7, 2018 17:38:56 GMT -6
(Wait wait wait, not yet.) {Cut to Honst cleaning the droids in the garage.} Hey guys. What're your names? I am S-RMX, and this is my counterpart, R2-Dean2. Bippity beep bop. I'm Honst Landwaddler. Nice to meet you. {Long pause. Honst continues cleaning the droids.} Man, this is boring. Hey Dean2, got any cat videos on your hard drive? Bip. No? Uh, video games? Anything remotely interesting? Bleepy-doo. {R2-Dean2 plays a hologram of Princess E} Oh no, it's the crazy lady with the cinnamon rolls in her hair. She put a virus in Dean2. Beep beep boop beep! She didn't? Oh, nevermind. This is our most desperate hour. Help me, Obi-Stom Kenobi. You're my only hope. Obi-Stom Kenobi? I don't know anyone with that name. I wonder if he's related to Obese Tom Kenobi...
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Post by Honstlar on Aug 7, 2018 20:33:55 GMT -6
Who's Obese Tom? He's a competitive eater from Batuu. Do you really think he's related to this Obi-Stom character? Of course! But he could always be related to Ol' Ben, the freaky space wizard. (Pause.) There are several people I know named Kenobi.
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Post by Gfdgsgxgzgdrc on Aug 7, 2018 22:42:59 GMT -6
Well, let's find Ol' Ben! Or Obese Tom. Or whatever his name is.
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Post by Gfdgsgxgzgdrc on Aug 8, 2018 0:17:23 GMT -6
{Cut to Honst, S-RMX, and R2-Dean2 walking across the deserts of Tattooink} He should be over there. Did you hear that? It sounded like... The Sandsmiths. Blip blap blop bloop. No, Dean2, The Sandsmiths does not sound like a band name. Yeah, I hear it too...
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Post by Honstlar on Aug 8, 2018 0:20:52 GMT -6
Better take a quick look. (Pulls out his macrobinoculars) Boop bop bleep? She asked what that thing you're holding is. It's a pair of macrobinoculars I'm borrowing from my friend Biggs.
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Post by Gfdgsgxgzgdrc on Aug 8, 2018 0:35:14 GMT -6
...Biggsgonzola Supreme. That's his full name. Do you see anything? Nopey-doo. I guess it was just our imagination. {Cut to a shot out of the binoculars. A Sandsmith rises into view.}
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Post by Honstlar on Aug 8, 2018 0:37:39 GMT -6
Dah! Why do I always get jumpscared by these things?!
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Post by Gfdgsgxgzgdrc on Aug 8, 2018 0:45:03 GMT -6
AAAEEEERGGGH, AERGH AIGH EEGH!! Suddenly I wish The Poopsmith would go back to his vow of silence. Wait, what? Oh, nothing. That phrase just popped into my head for no reason. Beedle-deedle-dee. My counterpart suggests getting outta here. I agree with her. Let's scramoose! And fast! {They run away} AEGH ARGH UGH! {chase after Honst and the droids}
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Post by Gfdgsgxgzgdrc on Aug 8, 2018 21:14:47 GMT -6
{offscreen} WAFFLES!! {A hurricane of waffles comes toward the Sandsmiths, knocking them away} Wow! Who did that? {Stom comes forth, with a robe, white hair, and a beard} Just me. Oh, hey, Obese Tom.
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Post by Honstlar on Aug 8, 2018 21:37:38 GMT -6
I mean, Ben.
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