Difference between revisions of "Skully B.'s Awesome Birthday Mixer (BYOB)/lounge"

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This is the lounge. This is where the sweet party action is.

If you haven't been let in, wait until you are, okay?

The Party

Places

• Racetrack

{The room is decorated with all manner of party... decorations. Music is playing. Strangely, nobody is around, save for Stan.}

{KP and comp. enter}

KP: Hey, I heard I needed to bring {whispers} Fanta. And Fat Princess.

STAN: Hey, awesome! Just toss them in the fridge over there. ... I'm assuming Fat Princess is a cocktail, by the way.

{Stan points to a mini-bar at the other side of the room. He then walks over there and stands behind it.}

STAN: Alright, business is open!

{slide to show KP}

KP: Acctually it's a PS3 game where you gotta save your princess while the enemy feeds your princess.

{throws the Fanta in}

{CG and the others enter}

CG: Hey soup guys.

STAN: Yo! How's it going, guys?

RISKK: Hey, can I be your character? They hate me.

KP: {offscreen} YOU GO TO PARTIES!

{CG slides next to Stan}

CG: Psst... where do we put the presents? {Gestures to Vid, who is struggling under the weight of the object}

KP: I dumped it in Skull B's room.

STAN: You mean the garage? Uh, I'd put it on the table over there.

{KP has the present}

KP: Kay.

{puts it on the table}

VID: {hoisting the package onto the table} That thing, was heavy.

CG: Shut up. Hey, KP, how's the party?

KP: Good. I won Best Outfit.

{Homestrong and Samuel enter}

HOMESTRONG: Didn't I tell you, Samuel? Death threats are the only way to go!

SAMUEL: ...Right. So why are we here again?

HOMESTRONG: Simple, really. We are here to activate my evil plan!

SAMUEL: {Rolls eyes} Oh joy...

HOMESTRONG: Shut up. Now, I'll tell you the details later. But first, get on every one's good side. We have to gain some trust first...

SAMUEL: ...I'll just go grab some of the fanta. {Walks off}

HOMESTRONG: .... {Muttering under breath} Lazy, good for nothing...

{Assistant walks in. Number Two stays in the doorway and pulls him back.}

NUMBER TWO: Assistant... do you see them?

ASSISTANT: Yeah. It's a guy with his friend.

NUMBER TWO: ... Don't they look familiar?!

ASSISTANT: Nah.

NUMBER TWO: ... Tall, skinny pale guy and a short, brooding, villain?

ASSISTANT: How do you know that they're evi-

NUMBER TWO: ... I'm gonna ask what's up.

ASSISTANT: No, you know what? I don't want to be a part of this.

{Assistant walks over to the bar.}

ASSISTANT: You do whatever. Tonight, I'm gonna party.

{Number Two groans as he sits down near the bar as well.}

{Samuel sits down at the bar, orange fanta in hand}

SAMUEL: Oh, fanta. Your commercials are obnoxius, but you never cease to deliver.

ASSISTANT: {to himself} Yeah, I know... {to Stan} Can I get a little sump'm sump'm?

STAN: Certainly!

{Stan pours a drink in a martini glass and hands it to Assistant. He takes a sip.}

ASSISTANT: Hm... that's good!

KP: I dressed as Pom Pom.

RISKK: {offscreen} Yeah, their is no contest. And you're not dressed.

KP: Anyways, WHO'S READY FO LINKIN PARK?! OR LINKIN POM?!

SAMUEL: {Sarcastically, under breath} Oh yes, cause we all love off-key whining...

{KP pops his head onscreen screaming}

KP: HELLOOOOOOOO PEOPLE OF SKULL B'S BASH! YOU READY FOR US TO MAKE YOU PUKE!?

SAMUEL: {Fake enthusiasm} NO!

KP: GOOD CAUSE WE SUCK AND EVEN I WOULDN'T BUY OUR CD!

{lifts up the CD}

{Bell and co. enter}

BELL: Hmm... Hey, Homestrong! Come over here for a second!

{KP comes onscreen}

KP: Don't buy our CD!

STAN: {to Assistant} Reverse psychology. Gets you every time.

ASSISTANT: Yeah, if you're braindead.

{Stan is now holding five CDs.}

STAN: Nah, it could happen to anybody.

KP: {talking like the villan on El Tigre} Wow, didn't see that one coming.

HOMESTRONG: Hmm? {Walks up to Bell} What is it? I have evil plans t- ...I mean, um... hey there!

BELL:{pulls out the searche lightlights he got SkullB, sets it to the strobe light setting, shines it in Homestrong's eyes}

HOMESTRONG: OH JESUS CHRIST {Falls down} SAMUEL GET OVER HERE AT ONCE

SAMUEL: {Turns his head quickly to look at Homestrong. Turns away} 'Kay. {Takes a sip of the fanta}

HOMESTRONG: SAMUEL I MEAN IT

SAMUEL: {Still not looking at Homestrong} I'm walking over as we speak.

HOMESTRONG: I hate you...

BELL:{turns off the strobe lights} Heh.

TRACY:{looks around} Hey, where's Skullbuggy?

KP: I do not compute.

TRACY: ... {kicks KP}

BELL: Hmm... {walks over to Samuel, whispers something into his ear, pulls out some very thin frabic and glue, points to Homestrong, and then MB}

{cut back to KP on ground holding his leg}

KP: DAMMIT! I'M A NERD! I MAKE THOSE JOKES!

SAMUEL: Hmmm... sure. Go ahead.

KP: THAT'S IT!

{Samuel kicks him}

BELL: Alright! {runs back over to Homestrong, pours glue all over him, sticks the carpeting on him} Hey, MB! Look what I got you!

MB: Hmm? {looks at the fabric-covered Homestrong and pauses. Claws extend out from his fingerless hands. MB runs over to Homestrong and starts scratching him}

{cut to Riskk hacking into Skull B's computer}

RISKK: Now he has THE best virus eater EVER!

ZOE: Amen to that!

SAMUEL: {Watching Homestrong get the crap scratched out of him while he screams in pain} Now THIS is entertainment!

MB:{notices Homestrong wiggling around, starts biting him along with scratching}

STAN: ... What's going on?

ASSISTANT: I tuned it out a while ago. More gin!

{Number Two walks up to Homestrong and MB.}

NUMBER TWO: Hey! Cat-kimono-thing. Outta the way.

MB: ROWR! {scratches at Number Two's face, continues scratching at Homestrong}

NUMBER TWO: Ow! Wh-why does that hurt?!

{Number Two squats down to meet Homestrong at eye level.}

NUMBER TWO: Hey. I overheard you were evil?

ASSISTANT: {offscreen} He was kinda shouting about it.

LEO: What happening?

SG: Not much. 2's tryin' to talk to that... thing... getting mauled by an anime over there, and Zoe and Riskk are messin' with the big S's computer. And... I have to keep Squatcha away from the snacks. Bye now.

LEO: Kay. SO........ got any Halo helmets?

STAN: If it isn't a cocktail, I wouldn't know.

{cut to Luigi}

{silence}

LUIGI: I need a smoke.

{walks out the balcony}

HOMESTRONG: {Gets up} Why, yes. I am... the almighty Homestrong! ULTIMATE VILLAIN GENIUS! {Ominous lightning} ...Where does that keep coming from!?

SONIC: I want pudding!

CG: So do I. So do I. {takes a bottle out of his coat and takes a swig, then replaces the bottle}

NUMBER TWO: {to Homestrong} Yeah, you? You're stealing my gimmick.

HOMESTRONG: ... I beg pardon?!

NUMBER TWO: I'm the evil guy who conspires against his brother! I'm the one with a tall, lanky, snarky assistant! I'm the biggest ham here!

KP: I JUST WANT TO FRICKEN START THE ACTIVITES! ow......scabula.

HOMESTRONG: {Closeup} Are you challenging my villaintastic powers!?

SAMUEL: {Offscreen} Is villaintastic even a word?

HOMESTRONG: Shut up.

NUMBER TWO: ... Perhaps.

STAN: What kind of activities? Like... a game of charades?

KP: No, like go-karts.

STAN: Oh! We'll get to it, trust me.

KP: Ok, til then, I NEED A MEDIC!

HOMESTRONG: ...Samuel!

{Short pause}

HOMESTRONG: ...SAMUEL.

SAMUEL: {Walks onscreen. Sighs} What?

HOMESTRONG: It is time we prepare our... EVIL PLAN! Alright, you... bone...car...robot... guy! How about a little challenge? Whoever causes the most villainy by the end of the party becomes the ultimate villain!

RISKK: Who wants a sidekick, cause my friends hate me.

NUMBER TWO: I accept your challenge, egg-head! Assistant!

{Assistant walks over.}

ASSISTANT: Yo.

NUMBER TWO: Help me do ne'er-well, okay?

ASSISTANT: ... Nah.

{Assistant walks off.}

NUMBER TWO: ... What do you mean nah?! Am I- am I seriously alone here? This is bull!

RISKK: I'm still availible. I can hack ANYTHING. Oh, but Skull B's Myspace.

HOMESTRONG: Neeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee- {Coughs} ...Nerd!

RISKK: Do YOU have a hacker!?

MB:{pauses} ROWR! {attacks Homestrong}

RISKK: YEA! THAT'S WHAT YOU GET!

SAMUEL: ...I think I'll just stay out of this too. {Walks away}

HOMESTRONG: OW! No! Come- DEAR LORD- back! STOP IT!

RISKK: So I'm working for you? {looks at Number Two}

{Sephiroth comes in, looking all scruffy and sporting a beard.}

SEPHIROTH: Wow.. My watch says only 10 minutes have passed, but it feels that I've been walking for a week!

'{Luigi comes in}

LUIGI: Wait..... SePhItRoTh?!

{ Luigi starts to fight}

{suddenly stops}

LUIGI: Oh. Wiki Seph. Sorry.

HOMESTRONG: Alright, Crapskull. Looks like we're both on our own here. BUT! I shall triumph! That guy was holding me back...

NUMBER TWO: Yeah... me too. Now, then... my first evil action shall be thus!

{Number Two knocks over a vase. It doesn't break, so he has to pick it up and hit it against the wall. He groans as it refuses to break. He then tosses it outside.}

NUMBER TWO: HA! Now where will he find his vase? Nobody knows! {laughs maniacally}

HOMESTRONG: Oh yeah!? Well... {Runs over to fridge. Grabs one of the fantas and shakes it up. Runs back} Now when somebody wants an orange beverage... THEY'LL GET ALL STICKY! BWUHAHAHAHAHA!

SEPHIROTH: {Not noticing those two} Dayum, I am parched!! {Goes over and takes the Fanta and opens it with nothing bad happening. He drinks it in one gulp.} Delicious!

RISKK: Hey, I want to be in this competition! I WANT PARTNERS! Leo's bored and wants in too.

NUMBER TWO: Sure, kid.

{Number Two goes over to a doorknob and starts grasping it.}

NUMBER TWO: Now when somebody wants to go and open the door, it'll be like "ewwww it's all sweaty"!

{Number Two accidentally opens the door to the next room.}

RISKK: I just destroyed the internet and got us all the money in the world!